Back in the kitchen, I positioned the sisters as before and had them

kneel. After stepping back and admiring them for a moment, I again

complemented both on how attractive they were, and how obedient. I

handed their wine glass back to Carrie and reminded her to share, then

turned to the task of fixing dinner.

After a few minutes of silence, I told Carrie and Char that they were

free to talk to me while I worked, or to each other. A moment later,

Carrie said very softly, "William, I have a confession to make."

I stopped working and turned to her. "What do you want to tell me,

Carrie?" I asked.

She was blushing. Looking me in the eyes, she said, "William, both times

that you put us on our knees here, I wanted very badly to bow and kiss

your feet. But both times I didn't do it, because I was embarrassed to

do that in front of Char. I'm sorry that my ego prevented me from

demonstrating my complete submission to you in the manner I should have."

I smiled. "That's not anything you need to confess, Carrie. You know

I've never asked you to do that. In fact, I've tried to discourage it."

I stood in front of her, then asked, "Is that something you feel you

should do now, Carrie, even though it will embarrass you?"

"Yes, Sir," she said in a whisper. That was the first time Carrie had

called me 'Sir', even though it was she who had told Char to answer

Yes/No questions in that manner. It pleased me to hear her say it.

"Then you may proceed, my love," I said. Carrie handed the wine glass to

Char, then crossed her wrists behind her back and gracefully bent until

her head hovered an inch above my bare right foot. After a moment's

pause, she touched her lips to my foot, so delicately that I felt her

heat more than her touch. After holding her lips on that foot for a few

seconds, she repeated the action on my other foot. Then she touched her

forehead to the floor between my feet and remained perfectly still. I

couldn't even tell that she was breathing. My cock was rock hard.

I looked at Char, and she was looking down at Carrie, her mouth open in

surprise. Then she looked up, first at my cock and then at my face.

"Is that something Carrie should be embarrassed to do in front of you,

Char?" I asked her. I held my breath, fearing she would say Yes.

After a moment, Char said said, "No, Sir." Then she looked down again at

Carrie's rigid body. "I can't imagine loving that intensely, or

surrendering to it so completely. I'm proud of her, she shouldn't be

embarrassed at all."

"Please straighten up, Carrie," I said softly. Keeping her wrist crossed

behind her back, she raised her torso to the vertical, as smoothly and

effortlessly as she had bent to my feet. She was trembling and her eyes

were downcast. A tear slowly ran down each cheek.

I knelt in front of Carrie, so close that her trembling breasts touched

my chest. "I'm completely unworthy of such intense love and devotion," I

whispered to her.

She raised her eyes to meet mine, and said softly, "We are each..."

"Worthy of the other," I finished for her. I saw her tongue run along

the inside edge of her lips, and I bent forward and touched my lips to

hers. We shared a tender, sensual kiss that seemed to last forever. When

our lips finally separated, Carrie whispered, "Please, I need your cock

in my mouth."

I gave her another kiss, then said, "Later, I promise. We'll do anything

you want when we're in bed." Carrie smiled, but she also let me know by

her expression that she was disappointed. She was clearly ready for a

round of sex, and if I had let her start we would have been at it for at

least an hour.

I turned to Char, whom we had totally ignored for awhile. She was

watching both of us intently. "How do you feel, Char?" I asked her.

Totally ignoring my question, she said, "Before I was captured, I was in

love a few times, and I knew couples who were in love. But I've never

seen, or even heard of, the kind of love you two have. It's wonderful to

watch you together. You are so lucky."

Carrie turned and kissed her sister on the cheek. "Thank you, Char," she

said. "And thank you for accepting my need to express my submission to

William. But Sweetie, William asked you a question, and you ignored him.

You must always give William your attention, and his desires come first.

We will always be allowed to say whatever we want, but William always

comes first."

Char lowered her eyes. "I'm sorry, William," she said, "I was so

fascinated, watching the two of you expressing your feelings. I should

have remained attentive to you, please accept my apology."

"I understand that all of this is new to you, Char," I said, "but I do

expect you to maintain your discipline, and to show the proper respect

to your Master. You need to start making an effort, and let Carrie train

you to behave as I expect you to. Do you understand?"

Char looked up and met my gaze. She said, "I do understand, William, and

I'll behave as you expect in the future. Please ask me your question

again, if you wish, and I'll be happy to answer."

I smiled, and said "How do you feel, Char?"

"My knees are starting to hurt a little, William," she said. Then she

blushed and grinned up at me. "But of course, you meant how do the

nipple clips and butt plug feel. The plug feels wonderful, I've almost

cum twice because of it. When my camisole rubs my nipples, it's

wonderful, much more sensitive than my nips usually feel."

I told Carrie to pull the straps of Char's camisole off of he shoulders

and drop the front, so I could see Char's nipples. Char was still

holding their wine glass in one hand, she tried to hold up the camisole

with her other hand. I said, "Let it drop to the floor, so Carrie and I

can enjoy looking at your body. You can put it back on when I give you

permission to stand."

"Yes, Sir," Char said. She let go of the camisole, straightened her

posture, and pushed her breasts out. She obviously liked the idea of

Carrie and I admiring her body.

I looked closely at Char's nipples. They were dark red, with just a hint

of blue or purple. I layed a fingertip on first one nipple and then the

other, and Char responded with a sigh. They were both warm, indicating

good blood flow. "I think we can tighten your clips a little," I told

her, and proceeded to do that, causing her to wince. "Too tight?" I

asked.

"No, Sir," she said. "Please tighten them as much as you wish, I can

stand the pain."

"That's not the idea, Char," I told her. "I don't want to torture you.

You said you wanted to learn to be guided with reins attached to your

nipples, so we're trying to get you used to the nipple clips. We're also

exploring the kinds of things that turn you on, that add to your

pleasure. If the clips start causing you serious pain, tell me and I'll

remove them immediately."

She smiled at me, and said, "Yes, Sir," again.

I said, "Char, please take another sip of wine, then hand the glass back

to your sister." She did as I asked. "Now, please raise your arms in

front of your breasts, and place the tip of your index finger on each

nipple." Again she did as I asked, smiling when her fingers touched her

nipples. I said, "Stay just like that until I release you. Try to hold

your fingers still, don't rub or roll your nipples with your fingers.

And do not allow yourself to cum."

One more time, she said, "Yes, Sir."

I refilled their wine glass from the bottle, then told Carrie, "Don't

forget to share this with your sister. And I want you to admire her body

and talk to her while I make dinner."

Carrie grinned up at me, and said, "Yes, Sir."

I looked down at her for a moment, then leaned over and gave her a quick

kiss. "I like it when you say that, do it whenever it's appropriate."

"Yes, Sir," she said, and we both laughed.

Char looked at us and shook her head. "I only get about ten percent of

what passes between you two. You really are one person in two bodies."

Carrie said, "We're not that hard to understand, Sweetie, you'll catch

on in no time." She paused, turned to Char and looked her up and down,

and said, "And as far as admiring your body, I've been doing that all

day, and it keeps looking better to me all the time. Tonight in bed,

William and I are going to admire the hell out of it." Char giggled, and

said she hoped we would.

I was busy with dinner, my back to the slaves, and I said without

turning around, "If Char remains obedient, and only cums with her

Master's permission, she'll be well fucked tonight. If she disobeys, she

might find herself sleeping on the floor alone."

"She's doing fine, William," Carrie said, "I'm sure that won't be a

problem, will it Char?"

Char didn't seem so certain. "I'm trying very hard to obey, William,"

She said. "May I please take my fingers away from my nipples, I'm

getting really turned on."

"You're not rubbing or rolling your nipples, are you, Char?" I asked her.

Her voice sounded strained as she answered. "No, William, but I can't

hold my fingers perfectly still, and the small movements are more

stimulating than rubbing would be. Please let me take my fingers off,

just for a few minutes?"

I looked at the clock. "You're trying to make this too easy on yourself,

Char," I said. "I know you're stronger than this. Hold your Pose for 5

more minutes, then you can lower your hands for 2 minutes. I'll tell you

when."

Unhappily, she said, "Yes, sir. Thank you, William."

Carrie did a pretty good job of engaging Char in conversation, trying to

distract her from her problem. They talked about Carrie's spanking, and

Char told her how much it hurt her hands. "You'll get used to it," I

told her, "you're going to be taking more and more responsibility for

Carrie's spankings, and you'll be flogging her, too."

Char said, "No, William, please don't make me do that. I could never

flog anyone."

Carrie said, "Of course you can, Sweetie. If William tells you to,

you'll do it. William, I've been hoping you would flog my ass and butt

fuck me on the rails, maybe Char could try that tomorrow."

"We'll see," I said. Char's 5 minutes were up, so I said, "Char, you can

lower your hands for 2 minutes now... Unless you'd like to try holding

out another 5 minutes."

"Please, William," she said, "I'm near my limit. Please let me lower my

hands now."

"I already said you could, Char," I said. "Go ahead and lower them." I

looked around at her as she dropped her hands to her side, a look of

relief on her face. Carrie gave Char a sip of wine, then continued

talking about how enjoyable it would be, to be flogged and then butt

fucked by her sister slave.

Dinner was nearly ready, and Char's 2 minutes were up. "Fingers back on

your nipples, Char," I said, "and they'll stay there until we're ready

to go to the dining room." Char quickly obeyed and touched her fingers

lightly to her nipples.

I walked over to Carrie, helped her to her feet, and cupped her vulva in

my palm while I kissed her. Then I sent her to set the table for dinner.

Before leaving Char, Carrie turned to her and said, "Hold on, little

sister." Char smiled up at her and nodded.

I looked down at Char and ran my fingers through her hair. "I know this

is hard for you, Char," I told her, "but you're doing very well. Your

first orgasm of the evening will occur soon after dinner, if you

continue to obey your Master. I haven't decided yet how many times

you'll cum. Perhaps three, or maybe four if you're very obedient. Then,

when we're in bed, I'll let you cum all you want." I crooked my index

finger and used it to lift Char's chin. When her face was turned up to

me and she was looking into my eyes, I added, "All of that is waiting

for you, Char, but only if you obey. Be strong."

"Yes, Sir," she said.

When Carrie and I had dinner on the table, we both returned to the

kitchen for Char. "Pull up your camisole and put the straps on your

shoulders, Char," I told her. When she had done that, Carrie and I each

put out a hand. Smiling up at us, Char took our hands and rose to her

feet. We both kissed her, and told her how brave and strong she was,

then led her to the dining room.

"Sit down carefully, Char," I said. "Make sure the plug isn't hurting

you, before you rest all of your weight on your butt." She eased herself

into the chair, then smiled at me. "Try not to wiggle your ass too much,

you'll get excited," I told her.

After watching Carrie flip up the back of her chemise and sit down, I

pushed in her chair and took my seat. Before I was settled in my chair,

Carrie and Char were both holding hands, and each had her other hand on

the table, waiting for me. I took their hands, looked at each of them,

and said, "I guess this has become a tradition, since we two became

three. I want to thank you both for choosing to obey me and to love me.

I love both of you, and you make my life a joyful experience. I'll say

it again, today was a perfect day, and it was the two of you who made it

perfect. Would either of you like to say anything?"

Char said, "Thank you William, and thank you Carrie, for accepting me

and making me feel like I belong. Today has been filled with good

things. I love you both."

Carrie said, "I don't need to say a word to William, he already knows.

But I'll say anyway, that I love him more than life, and I thank God

he's here with me, with us. And I love my little sister, my sister

slave, with all my heart. I'm sorry we found each other so late in life,

and after so much tragedy. But we're together now, and together we'll

stay."

Carrie and I made small talk as we ate. Char was quiet, but she always

answered any comment or question we put to her. I thought she had her

situation under control, then she dropped her fork on her plate. I

looked at her and saw her left hand gripping the chair arm tightly.

"William, I'm about to cum," she said through clenched teeth.

"Stand up right now!," I told her. She immediately pushed back her chair

and stood. Her arms were at her sides, but each hand was balled into a

fist. "Relax your sphincter, don't clench the plug," I said. I could see

her body relax. "Open your fists and relax, you're going to be Ok," I

said.

She stood silently for a long moment, then looked at me with a wry grin.

"That was close," she told me. "It sort of snuck up on me. I was Ok one

second, and the next second I was almost there."

"You did very well," I told her. "You did what was necessary to obey,

that's all that's important, isn't it, Char?"

"Yes, Sir," she said. Then she added, "I'm afraid to sit down again on

the plug, William. I'm so excited I don't know if I can hold out."

"We'll fix it so you don't need to sit," I told her. I moved her chair

so that it was between Carrie and my chair, then positioned it with the

chair back against the table. After covering the seat of the chair with

a napkin, I put Char's plate on the napkin. "Kneel in front of the chair

and fininsh your dinner, Char," I told her.

Char moved to her chair, and was about to kneel, when Carrie said, "Why

don't you strip her, William? Her panties might be causing her some

added stimulation."

"Good idea. Thank you, Carrie," I said. "Char, strip before you kneel,

please." Char took off her camisole, then her panties, and knelt in

front of her chair. I fetched her wine glass and put it beside Carrie's

plate. "Carrie will give you a sip of wine whenever you ask, Char," I

told her.

"Thank you William, thank you, Carrie," Char said, picking up her fork.

A few bites later, she said, "Carrie, may I please have a sip of wine?"

"Of course, Sweetie," Carrie said, holding the glass for Char to drink

from. Replacing the glass on the table, Carrie asked, "Are you feeling

better now, Char? Is your crisis past?" Char said she felt much better,

and was under control now.

Carrie reached down and patted Char on the ass, causing her to instantly

tense up and gasp. Suppressing a grin, Carrie said, "I'm sorry Char, I

couldn't resist patting your cute little ass. I didn't cause you a

problem, did I?" Char didn't see the humor at all, and she wanted to

tell Carrie about it, but she wisely kept silent.

"Stop tormenting your sister," I told Carrie. "This is new to her, and

she's struggling with her control. How would you have liked it, if I had

patted you on the ass the first time you tried to keep from coming with

the plug up your ass?"

Grinning, Carrie said, "As I recall, William, you did just that, several

times."

I grinned at her. "In that case, all I can say is, 'Do as I say, not as

I do.'"

"Yes, Sir," Carrie said with a straight face. A moment later, we all

three broke up laughing, then Carrie apologized to Char for teasing her.

Char asked for a make up kiss, which Carrie bent over and shared with

her.

The rest of dinner was uneventful. After we lingered over a final glass

of wine, I stood up and walked around to Carrie. Taking her by the arm,

I pulled her to her feet and took her to the other end of the dining

room table. She seemed unsure of what was happening, until I took off

her chemise. Then I put the palm of my hand over her vulva. "Are you hot

and wet and ready to be fucked?" I asked her.

In answer, she came in my hand. We smiled at one another, eye to eye,

our faces mere inches apart. I held up my hand, with my palm to her.

"Lick it clean," I told her. She lowered her eyes in submission, then

licked my hand clean. Some of her cum had run down my wrist onto my

forearm, and she licked that up too.

I put my open palm on her chest, between her breasts, and forcefully

pushed her back and down onto the table. she raised her legs up and

wrapped them loosely around my hips. I reached down and guided the head

of my cock to the slit between her labia. When she felt me at her

entrance, she tightened her grip and pulled my cock into her. "Perfect,"

I whispered to her. She smiled, then relaxed her grip enough that I

could move my cock back and forth.

I kept my hand pressed against her chest, pushing her down onto the

table. I began fucking her hard, and she started talking to me, telling

me how much she had wanted me earlier, in the kitchen, and how good it

felt when I dominated her and used her roughly. I let her go on for a

minute, then I finally said, "Shut the fuck up, Carrie."

"And I love it when you talk dirty to me," she said. I knew she was

baiting me. I said, "Char, please come down here and put your mouth over

your sister's. I need her to shut up." Carrie smiled.

"Gladly, William," Char said, jumping to her feet and running down to

our end of the table. She covered Carrie's mouth with her own, and they

began kissing passionately.

"Carrie, play with your nipples for me, please," I said. Carrie

immediately began rolling and pinching her nipples. I added, "And

Carrie, since you think it's so easy, you won't mind suppressing your

orgasms until I allow Char to cum." Carrie's mouth was in use, so she

let go of one nipple just long enough to give me a thumbs up.

Char and I used Carrie until at last I exploded in a crashing orgasm. I

kept stroking Carrie until my dick began to go soft. Then I took my hand

off of her chest, bent over and rested my head on her. She briefly ran

the fingers of one hand through my hair, then went back to massaging her

nipples. "It's your choice Carrie," I told her, "but I'd rather have

your fingers in my hair than on your nipples." She immediately put both

hands on my head, and began toying with my hair and one of my ears. I

reached up with one arm and caressed Char's upper arm. She raised her

hand off of the table, and we clasped fingers. Carrie and Char were

still tenderly kissing, and we all stayed like that for several minutes.

Finally I straightened up, then helped Carrie to her feet. We kissed,

then nuzzled for a minute. "Who's for ice cream a la Char?" I asked.

Char's eyes got big. "Is that what I think it is?" she asked.