Two Slaves, Of course.

a.n. kind of a filler chapter. The next one gets hot and heavy.

When she stopped screaming, Rick had already walked around his desk to stand in front of her. If this were like with Mary, Rachel would immediately seek to touch him. Rick suspected that it was a part of the bonding process for whatever magic -- for that is all it could be -- was affecting these women.

Rachel looked up at him and then grasped his hand. "Master!"

Before he could respond, someone called out. "Mr. Blye. Come to my office!"

Rick looked up and found Marrietta Collins looking at him disapprovingly. She wasn't the only one staring. Apparently, Rachel's screams had attracted much of the office. Many of the men were looking at Rick with jealousy in their eyes. The women were looking scandalized.

Rick almost scoffed. As if he were the cause of what had just happened. This was happening all over the world. He didn't make it happen. Dumbass people.

He looked down at his new ****. "Rachel, go sit in my chair. I'll go see what the boss lady wants."

"Yes, master." She let go of his hand and then proceeded to crawl to his desk chair before standing up and taking a seat. Rick couldn't help but enjoy the way her ass moved as she crawled away from him. Unfortunately, his gaze didn't go unnoticed by Mrs. Collins.

Marrietta Collins was the Executive Vice President, and she was his direct boss. They had never really gotten along, mostly because Rick thought she was a snotty bitch who had likely slept her way up the ladder. She was good-looking, but not really anything special in Rick's opinion.

"Mr. Blye! That is entirely inappropriate!"

Rick rolled his eyes.

"You wanted to see me, ma'am?"

Collins narrowed her eyes. "In my office. Now!" She then spun on her too high heel and stalked away. Rick sneered after her then focused on the members of his team who were still looking at him.

"Well, get back to work!" He snapped out and then walked calmly after his boss after shutting the door to his office.

This was going to be ugly.

-:::-

A half-hour later, Rick came back to his office. Collins had reamed him out -- apparently for having the audacity to have a **** -- and then had proceeded to suspend him. Rick had then stalked to Rob Harper's door. Harper was Collins' boss. That conversation had gone much better and had led to Rick being reinstated.

Rick sighed as he entered his office.

"Master!" Rick looked up and found Rachel quickly getting out of her chair and rushing around his desk. She fell to her knees in front of him. "Please let me serve you!"

Something was much different here. Mary had been very shy when she had first been bonded the day before -- really was it just the day before? But Rachel seemed much more, confident wasn't really the right word.

"Tell me, Rachel, did you find out more about me when you touched me earlier?"

"Yes, master. I know about Mary and I feel like I know exactly how to make you happy. Please let me make you happy."

"I don't think we should make me happy here in the office," Rick joked. Rachel smiled. "Mrs. Collins is not happy with me and she'll be even more unhappy when she finds out I went over her head to get reinstated."

"Reinstated?"

"Yeah, the bitch suspended me!"

"Why?"

"Because of you."

"Oh, I'm sorry, master." She looked down at the floor. "I'll accept whatever punishment you think is necessary."

Rick shook his head. Rachel had a completely different personality than Mary -- which seemed stupid to even think about, because of course, she did, but they were definitely taking their enslavement completely differently. "We'll talk about that when we get home."

"Yes, master."

Rick walked around his desk, leaving his new **** kneeling on the floor in her skirt and blouse. He sat down at his computer and signed out. "Mr. Harper gave me the rest of the day off, and I alerted him that you would no longer be working."

"Yes, master. Should I go get my things?"

"Yes. Do you live alone?"

"Yes, sir."

"You'll come with me tonight. Tomorrow you can pay to have your stuff put into storage so you can move into my apartment."

"Yes, master."

"Good girl. Let's go home. Mary will be happy to see us," Rick smirked. Some of the ideas he had for the two women he now owned were just downright delightful. He was going to have so much fun.

-:::-

Twenty minutes later, he led Rachel into her new home. He found Mary waiting for him, kneeling in the entryway.

"Welcome home, master," she said. She was looking down so she didn't see that he wasn't alone.

"Ah, slut. This place looks amazing," Rick looked around. His apartment was never really all that messy, but it had definitely gone through a very thorough cleaning while he had been away. "Good job."

"Thank you, master," Mary said. She still didn't look up.

"Rachel, remove your clothes. We wouldn't want your sister **** to feel overdressed."

Mary's head finally snapped up. "What?"

"Mary. This is Rachel. She's my **** now too. She bonded with me this afternoon."

Rachel, after quickly shedding her clothing, knelt down next to Mary. She reached down and grasped her sister ****'s hand and squeezed. "We're going to have so much fun pleasing our master!"

Rick grinned, thinking that they really had no idea just how much fun they were about to have.