Make Hazel make dinner

Josh glanced at the window, noting the deepening twilight. "It's getting late. Hazel, be a dear and whip us up some dinner. I'm sure we've all worked up quite an appetite." He gave her ass a playful smack as she rose on shaky legs.

Hazel giggled, nodding enthusiastically. "Of course, Master. I'll prepare something delicious for us to share." She padded naked to the kitchen, her hips swaying enticingly.

Josh turned his attention back to Dodie, pulling her into his lap. He stroked her hair almost lovingly as he murmured in her ear. "How does it feel to belong to me fully, pet? To know that your body, your heart, your very soul exists only for my pleasure?"

Dodie sighed happily, melting into his embrace. "It feels incredible, Master. Like all the pieces of myself have finally clicked into place." Dodie nuzzled into the crook of Josh's neck, inhaling his masculine scent deeply. "I've never felt so complete, so utterly at peace. Knowing that I exist solely to serve and satisfy you...it's everything I've ever wanted."

Josh hummed in approval, his large hands roaming possessively over Dodie's curves. "Good girl. We'll spend plenty of time exploring all the ways I plan to use this gorgeous body of yours." He captured her lips in a searing kiss, pouring dominance and dark promise into the press of his mouth.

After a long moment, he released her, both of them breathing heavily. "Let's join Hazel in the kitchen. The smell of food is making my mouth water...among other things."

Josh led Dodie by the hand into the kitchen where Hazel was putting the finishing touches on a simple but elegant meal - grilled salmon, roasted vegetables, and a light salad. The domestic scene was a stark contrast to the depraved activities of earlier, yet somehow fitting given the new dynamics at play.

"I hope everyone's hungry," Hazel said with a warm smile, setting plates on the table. There was a new sparkle in her eye, a subtle tension in her posture that spoke of the lingering effects of their encounter and the promise of future trysts.

Josh pulled out a chair for Dodie before taking his own seat, his hand coming to rest high on her thigh under the table. "Everything looks wonderful, Hazel. Your culinary skills are as impressive as your other talents."

The trio enjoyed their meal, the easy conversation and laughter belying the charged sexual energy still crackling between them. As they ate, Josh kept up a steady stream of subtle touches and heated glances directed at both women, reminding them of their place and his control.

Once the dishes were cleared, Josh stood abruptly, extending a hand to each of them. "Come, let's retire to the bedroom. I believe it's time we all got some rest."

Hazel and Dodie scrambled to take his offered hands, hearts racing with anticipation. They followed Josh to his spacious master suite, the king-sized bed dominating the room. Josh turned to face them, a wicked gleam in his eye as he slowly began to disrobe.

Josh allowed his robe to slip off his shoulders, pooling at his feet as he climbed into the center of the large bed. He patted the space beside him invitingly. "Come, my pets. Let's retire for the night."

Hazel and Dodie hurried to join him, sliding under the cool sheets on either side of their Master. They nestled close, one hand each resting lightly on Josh's muscular torso. The warmth of his body seeped into them, soothing and comforting.

Josh draped an arm around each girl, pulling them flush against him. He pressed a chaste kiss to Dodie's forehead and a softer one to Hazel's temple. "Sleep well, my beauties. Tomorrow begins your new life together serving me."

***

Morning light filtered through the curtains, stirring the occupants of the bed. Josh awoke first, his arms still wrapped possessively around his two conquests. He disentangled himself carefully, not wanting to disturb their peaceful slumber just yet.

Rising silently, he donned a pair of silk pajama pants and padded out to the kitchen to start coffee brewing. The rich aroma soon wafted through the house, rousing Hazel and Dodie.

Josh greeted Hazel with a deep, passionate kiss as she emerged, his hands roaming appreciatively over her curves. "Good morning, my eager little plaything. I trust you slept well, knowing your new purpose?" He smirked, giving her ass a firm squeeze.

Hazel stretched languidly, pressing herself against Josh's strong body. "Mmm, yes Master. Sleeping in your arms was heavenly. I'll cherish the memory always." She kissed him back fervently, pouring all her gratitude and lingering lust into the embrace.

Josh broke away after a long moment, his expression turning businesslike. "As much as I'd love to keep you here, it's time for you to return to your regular life, pet. But remember our agreement - you're always at my disposal when I call." He walked her to the door, delivering one last searing kiss before sending her on her way with a resounding slap to her rear.

Turning back inside, Josh found Dodie waiting anxiously in the bedroom, kneeling submissively on the floor.

Josh approached Dodie slowly, drinking in the sight of her kneeling form. He circled her predatorily, trailing a finger along her spine and over the curve of her hip. "Good morning, my beautiful ****. How does it feel to wake up in your new home, belonging entirely to your Master?"

Dodie shivered under his touch, gazing up at him with adoring eyes. "It feels surreal, Master. Like a dream come true. I'm honored to be yours, in body and soul." She kept her eyes lowered respectfully, awaiting his commands.

Josh cupped her chin, tilting her face up to meet his intense stare. "Your training begins today, pet. First lesson - you will address me as Sir or Master at all times unless otherwise instructed. Understood?" At her eager nod, he continued. "Good girl."

Josh spent the next hour instructing Dodie on the basics of her new role - how to properly greet him each morning, the correct way to present herself, and the importance of anticipating his needs.

Satisfied with her progress, Josh dismissed Dodie to shower and dress, specifying the type of outfit he expected her to wear - something easy to remove. As she scurried off, he made his way to his home office, settling behind the sleek desk.

Josh booted up his computer, pulling up files on potential new additions to his harem. He had a few promising candidates in mind already, women he'd been grooming subtly for months. Now, with Dodie secured, it was time to set the next phase in motion.