Better safe than sorry and claim her too

You hesitated for a moment longer, but then you remembered your promise to Laurel about how you would look after not only her but also her sister Sofia once they had managed to rescue her from the gang. That meant taking her home and accepting her into the group. And while it wasn't initially part of your plan when you set out today with the rest of your team to gather resources from the classified military supply depot, the fact of the matter was that your response to the living human attacks and dangers you encountered along the way was to completely neutralize the threat and any potential long-term troubles by claiming Laurel and her girlfriend Kira while also claiming the four other women you rescued from Carlos' gang in order to catch him off-guard and regain the upper hand.

That meant your group had significantly but unexpectedly expanded with people you knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that you would be able to trust with your life from now on. Which was great, given how extra dangerous the world has become since the undead plague began. But it also meant, due to the silent oath you made to yourself, that you had vowed to take care of the new people under your complete command one way or another as well as you could. Ideally, that would also mean not just increasing the odds of their long-term survival but also taking advantage of the unity of purpose and absolute loyalty that this strange but powerful marker allowed you to gain in order to make sure your group could also thrive as much as they could in this harsh new world.

So, if you wanted to be truly sure that you would be preserving the ideal conditions of peace and unity within your group if you brought Sofia back to your stronghold, that meant swallowing any lingering misgivings and doing what was best for the group you had found yourself leading.

With this in mind, you sighed softly but quickly wrote your name on Sofia's bare upper back while fiddling with her bindings in that area at the same time to confuse her sense of touch on the matter. Given her lack of an upcoming question about whether you had written something on her as the seconds passed, you assumed your written sleight of hand passed on without notice, and a quick look at Laurel and the rest of the soldiers who had their eyes focused elsewhere seemed to confirm that as well.

Then, without further philosophical and security concerns slowing you down, you finished untying Sofia. She sighed in relief and stretched her muscles for a moment before Laurel covered her in a bear hug.

"I am so glad this is over," The hot Latina you claimed first told her younger sister.

"Me too," She replied with a heavy but relieved sigh. "Not going to lie, I kind of wish you had left a piece of that **** scum to me, but I am way happier that he can't torment us anymore, not even as a dead man walking. Thanks so much for the rescue! I wasn't expecting you to return alive after Carlos gave up on sending a search party for you, much less that you would return with such capable reinforcements."

"Yeah, running into Master Michael and being accepted into his group has been a godsend so far," Laurel said with a wide smile, which was contagious enough to make you smile in turn.

At that, Sofia frowned in confusion. "What do you mean "Master"? I mean, I could see that he obviously owns Clara," She said after a brief glance back at the woman on the floor that Lieutenant Mills was checking on. "But if you are saying that as well, does that mean..." She trailed off, sounding uncertain.

To that, her older sister grinned even more widely, a reaction that did well to soothe your conscience given the circumstances, and showed her the clear writing on the back of her right hand.

Sofia's eyes widened enormously as the proof of claim sank in. "Wait, this Michael owns you?! How did I not know that before?!"

"Yep, he does!" Laurel replied cheerfully. "And hell if I know why we didn't know that before. I am guessing it had something to do with finally meeting my one true owner in the flesh for the first time, but either way, his name is there on my skin for all to see, so, yeah, Master Michael obviously owns me."

"I suppose I can't really argue with that," Sofia responded, her face still surprise-looking but her tone of voice quickly shifting to acceptance.

"He owns Kira too." Her older sister added, sounding delighted by that fact. "And he gave us his full blessing to resume our lesbian relationship together."

Her little sister's jaw almost dropped to the floor at that, but when he picked it back up, she shook her head as if in a daze for a moment before hugging her older sibling again.

"Congratulations then! I am happy for you. Shocked," She admitted, "but happy."

"Thanks, sis," Laurel said, chuckling.

But then, her laughter trailed off when she looked down at her sister's back in the middle of the hug, and now it was Laurel's turn for her own eyes to widen in shock. "Could it be...?" She asked in a small voice as she broke off from her sisterly embrace.

She then moved behind the increasingly confused Sofia, and she blinked rapidly at what she saw before gasping.

"Oh my god, my Master owns you too, sister!" She said, stunned.

"What?!" Sofia asked in disbelief. "You can't be serious!"

"No, really! The absolute proof is right here," She said, as she traced her fingers across her sister's naked and marked skin almost reverently.

As the other women in your group turned their heads in surprise at the news, you suddenly realized, belatedly, that since you wrote your claim of ownership on the skin of her upper back, Sofia couldn't really turn around easily and read the claim herself. Looking around the room quickly, you soon found a mirror hanging from one of the walls, so you simply pointed at it. Laurel practically dragged her bewildered sister by the hand and helped her to turn around while pointing so that her sister could see the written claim.

There were a couple of seconds of absolute silence as the truth, just the truth, and nothing but the truth was confirmed in Sofia's mind, making her jaw drop even lower this time around.

"Well, I'll be damned," She said after exhaling a deep breath, sounding overwhelmed. "You are right. Your Master owns me too."

Before you could officially welcome Sofia into the fold, she was tackled with a hug by her older sister, who seemed to be overcome with emotion.

"Oh wow, Sofia! We are officially not just sisters, but we are also sisters-in-ownership in every sense of the word! Don't worry, I have met our fellows, and I can assure you that we are in great company, and I am not just saying that because they are objectively hot too. And don't worry, our owner has been a great and kind Master to me so far, to say nothing of the fact he agreed to help me rescue you despite the risks involved, so I am sure you will enjoy the liberating feeling of safety that I have felt since he promised me to do his best to provide for us and for his group. Things are certainly looking up for us!"

You blinked rapidly at the joyous reaction from the woman you owned, before remembering you heard from Garcia that Laurel was a natural submissive at heart and that the sight you had stumble upon back in the classified building, where you had seen them have passionate sex with Garcia taking the lead, seemed to prove that as well. Still, you had not expected her to be so openly relieved that now her little sister had joined her as a claimed woman under the same Master.

All the same, you realized that, now, you simply couldn't give a bad first impression after such a glowing introduction, so you got closer to Sofia and gave her the most comforting smile you could come up with.

All the while thinking that, yes, you were going to have to up your game and improve the prospects of the people you have claimed if you really wanted to live up to their expectations.

The die has been cast by now.