P04E14

Howard returned on the clock and stepped into the living room carrying the aura of the man of the house. Marcy had finally taken off her gown, and was kneeling on a cushion next to his favorite chair. She was wearing her collar, and leather cuffs around ankles and wrists. Howard greeted her by unzipping, dangling his dick in her face, and allowing her to take half a dozen deep sucks before sitting down, twisting his fist in her hair to direct the pace of a second half-dozen he allowed her, then pulled her pouting lips from his lap by the hair, and said: “Don’t be greedy, slut. You’ll get some more later. “

He turned to me and said: “So, I hear everything went very well?”

“How do you know?”

“Well, Marcy texted me about the progress.”

“What did she say?”

“She told me you guys had rooted out that nasty business yesterday. That you had actually started talking to Emily, including an interview about… well, let's call it matters of faith and character, and that you had chastised her when you caught her on a lie. That you had fucked her, and had recharged her afterwards. And that Emily is asleep now. That’s about it.”

“Yes, it was quite a day!”

“By the sound of it! So, where do you want to start?”

“Start what?”

“Well, I want to hear much more detail from you… what happened, how she behaved, how you behaved, and how she responded to that. And I hope to have advice for you, and tutor you on the handling of this promising girl. “

I started recounting the events of the day. Howard wanted detail, asked questions to get explicitness, and I did my best to tell him what he wanted to know in the way that he wanted to know it. My story had come to the point where I went upstairs to satisfy her, when Emily herself entered. She was fully dressed, just like me and Howard, but she sucked in a sharp breath of air when she saw Marcy, kneeling naked and adorned on the cushion next to Howard in a posture of meek submission. She overcame the shock and stepped forward, pretending she hadn’t seen Marcy at all.

Howard’s smile was warm and welcoming: “Ah, there’s our Little Snow-White! Did you sleep well, my dear?”

“I did, mr. Greensborough. I must have been exhausted, I slept like a log for hours, right in the middle of the day! I never do that, you know… “

“I wouldn’t mind too much. I hear you have made very good progress before that!”

“I suppose so…”

“My dear girl, don’t diminish your feats, Jason is just telling me about them! You have knelt down for him today, and you have spread your legs to allow him entrance when he wanted it. Without protest, without ****. That is an occasion to celebrate for any benevolent novice!”

The word seemed like a slap in Emily’s expression. Novice! It sounded old-fashioned and formal… did she have some kind of official rank now? Yet she took the word with nothing but a slight blush on her cheeks, then bowed her head slightly and said: “Thank you, Sir. “

She was fully dressed, and no parts of her body were exposed specifically. But she might as well have been just as naked as Marcy. That slight bow, those words, they voicelessly screamed at us: “I am an obedient submissive who is thankful for the kind attention and appreciation of her betters. “

Howard said: “Marcy! Celebrations! Get us all a glass from that green bottle in the closet… a special occasion calls for a special drink!”

Emily blushed in vicarious shame when she saw Marcy crawling away to obey the order, but she swallowed and straightened her back.

Howard gestured at the sizable couch: “Sit down, my dear, sit down! Let us discuss the events of the day!”

Emily didn’t take his invitation. She remained standing, and said: “I don’t want to sit on the couch. I want to kneel next to my man, just like Marcy does to you. “

“Oh, I don’t know… you don’t have to do that just yet, you know. Besides, it is for your own man to decide on that… Jason, would you allow your girl to wait on you?”

Emily turned to me, her lips almost pouting. I was in an extremely good mood, and didn’t feel like raising any impediments or obstructions for her to overcome before granting her request. I gestured to her body, and said: “You do realize that you can’t wait on your man like that, right?”

She did. Without a word, she started undressing, embarrassed yet determined, peeling off her layers of clothing, for all of us to marvel at the emerging shapes of her naked body underneath. She didn’t forget to remove her earrings and a necklace, then stood before us without any attempt to hide anything at all. She pointed at the only accessories on Marcy, collar and cuffs, and said: “And I want those as well.”

Howard replied: “Well I think we can find a few cuffs for you somewhere, Emily. But I’m afraid you can’t wear a collar just yet. A collar is a very special distinction, and has to be earned. I’m getting very sure that you will some day, but you haven’t just yet. You can’t wear one. “

Emily nodded rigidly: “OK. I get that. Just the cuffs then.”

The cuffs that Howard “thought he could find” for her happened to be on the small dressing table next to his chair. Howard said to me: “Can I do the honors, please?”

I made a generous gesture. Emily extended her arms to him. He took his time to fathom the size of her wrist, adjusting the intricate black leather cuff accordingly; then he circled the band around it, and closed the shining steel buckle. He repeated the same procedure on her other wrist, and a slightly adjusted version to both her ankles. Then he produced a key, and made a last round along the four cuffs, locking them. When he was done, he handed me the key, saying: “It is a lucky man who gets waited on by his girl for the first time. My congratulations. “

I hadn’t noticed the small cushion on the side of my own chair before, but it seemed she had. In one resolute step, she knelt down on it. Then she bowed her head and looked at the floor, just as Marcy did when she wasn’t the focus of attention.