Sabrina Almost Doesn't Believe What's Happening to Her

As Sabrina walks in, she looks the same as she always did in Ashley’s photos. She’s really tall for a woman, about as tall as you, and plays volleyball at Ashley’s College as far as you understand. She’s wearing a pink knit sweater that looked homemade and a pair of faded purple sweats. She obviously wasn't expecting to meet anyone as her hair, a shoulder length brown bob, is slightly disheveled. She’s still insanely pretty and you were slightly jealous that your sister managed to get with someone like her.

The jealousy is completely unwarranted, you know, because you literally own both of them.

“You must be Sabrina!” Your mom says with genuine enthusiasm, “Wow, you're tall.” Mom was almost a half head smaller than her so it was kind of a funny sight.

“This is my mom,” Ashley introduces, “And sitting over there is my brother… the guy who owns you now.”

Sabrina looks over at you, an awkward smile on her face; She doesn't know how to feel about you.

You get up to greet her, but before you do, mom pulls her into a hug and she starts laughing.

“Wow, this really isn't what I was expecting. Is this your RV?” Sabrina asks.

“Yeah, just got it.” You say, also a little nervous about meeting her for the first time. It was one thing to say that you owned her, but that doesn't mean she’s not a girl your own age! “Um, just to start out, I'm Erik and yeah, I own you, but that also means you have to listen to my number 1 girl, my mom.”

“Oh yes,” Mom says, “I’m the matriarch of Erik’s harem, so that means that I'm supposed to be in charge of everyone. Besides, I'll like you calling me Mommy.”

Sabrina seems completely surprised by this idea, as well she should be, considering how crazy it is. Ashley cuts in before she can get any words in though, “Let's get you settled in. We still have a few stops today. I can explain the whole situation.”

“Fuck Ashley, this is crazy!” She responded, a giggle in the back of her throat, as Ashley set her duffle bag full of things on one of the many seats in the RV and then got her friend to sit down as well. There was a certain amount of disbelief in her voice, like part of her felt like she was on a hidden camera show.

“Yeah, it is. But trust me, it’ll be a lot of fun and you won't need to meaningfully work another day in your life.” You say, which makes her laugh a little more.

She says, “I guess it doesn't really matter what I think. We’re your property, so do whatever you’d like.”

That might sound sarcastic or like she’s mocking you, but she’s being completely serious. She understands that it's your right to fuck your mom if you want to.

“Look, you don't need to think about it,” You assure her, “Just kind of do what I say, and it’ll start to make sense.”

“Right, dear,” your mom adds. “Do you think we could talk about you and Ashley for a while? Might help you process the whole ‘a guy that you’ve never met before owns you’ thing.”

“Well, that's not really the thing I need to process, but I'd love to talk about Ashley. She’s incredible.”

Really? You think that your sister must be pretty different around her girlfriend. Or not-quite girlfriend, as it were.

Ashley blushed and then caught you looking at her and stuck out her tongue. As far as ‘buzz off’ signals went, it was pretty tame for her.

But you all had things to do, and you’re going to do them. You turn around and decide to get going to the tattoo parlor that you had picked out before.

As you started the RV, your mom asks, “You're not official yet, are you?”

“Mom!” Ashley screams.

Sabrina chuckles, “It's okay… but no, we haven't spoken about it like that. I think we care a lot about each other though.”

“I know Erik is going to have you both have sex with the whole harem or what have you, at least, I think I'll have to get you to pleasure me… but that doesn't mean you can't be in a relationship,” Your mom explains.

You didn't really disagree either, so you just let them talk.

Sabrina says, “Oh. Yeah, I guess that makes sense. I’ve been thinking about asking you to make it official.”

“Me too.” Ashley admits, quietly.

Sabrina grabs her girlfriend’s hand, “Let’s just say we are. I guess, as long as our owner says it's okay.”

“Yep!” You shout back, “No problem with that.”

“I know you made it seem that this was going to be awful, but this just became one of the best days ever.” Sabrina says, letting something slip that must have made your sister jump in her seat.

Ashley timidly responds, “Me too.”

She’s obviously afraid that you're going to take away her relationship. And thinking about it, it must be terrifying.