You don't ask for much

You sigh, letting the breath of air you had been holding escape your lips. You hadn't let them in with any expectations, and you still didn't have any expectations for them. You try to explain this to Becky, telling her that Charlotte had already done a lot to convince you to let them stay. "And your willingness to show the same commitment is already more than enough to keep you both around." you add, but Becky wasn't having any of it. She shakes her head in frustration.

"I'm not talking about earning our stay for tonight. I'm talking about how we're going to earn our stay day in, day out. This world doesn't give out freebies, so I want to know the price of your hospitality." she tells you. The intensity and the harshness in her voice makes you recoil slightly. You had never heard such bitterness in a woman's voice. But underneath it all, you could feel the desperation she felt, fuelled by the fear of being caught again.

They weren't indebted to you in any way, but you also realise that the girls were **** to give something back to you. The only way they would feel safe with you is if they could somehow repay you for what you give them. And Becky had made it clear that she wouldn't be satisfied with a single down payment. She was ready to work for it, every single day.

You think about it for another few seconds, trying to come up with something they could do for you. You didn't want to exploit their commitment, but you realise that their standards of exploitation were probably slightly warped after everything they had been put through. You decide it's probably best to ask more of them than you think is fair at first, and then relieve them of those duties again later when they feel more at ease.

You cough, trying to formulate your demands. Becky had been patiently waiting on her knees for a response, her eyes staring into yours with a burning intensity.

"I won't expect favours like this from you all the time." you say, nodding towards Charlotte's slowly rousing form. "Cooking, cleaning, and maintaining the house; Those will be the kind of things I expect from you to earn your stay. Everything else you want to do will just be extra." you add.

Charlotte groans as she sits up, slowly taking her time to look around. She catches Becky's gaze, and a faint smile appears on her lips. "He's really good, Becky." she whispers. You smirk as Becky looks back over at you, but her face is still serious.

"I want you to use us as your slaves for anything you desire." she responds, wiping the grin right off your face as it is quickly replaced with shock. There wasn't a shred of doubt in your mind however that she meant every word of what she just said. You look over at Charlotte, expecting her to be shocked as well. But instead you look right into Charlotte's big blue eyes, looking up at you with an expression that is unmistakeably hopeful that you'll accept.