Amber

“I forgot how heavy these damn things are.” Robert says, breathing a bit hard, as he helps Alexia get the old mattress out of the way, and get the new one onto the bed.

“My old one at the apartment was light, but it was also very thin, and very uncomfortable.” Alexia says, sprawling out on the new mattress. “Mistress Jane sounded a little panicked about Mei. Do you think she will be alright?”

“I think she will be.” Robert says. “She gave her word to Mei and Mrs. Chen, and the idea of letting them down is probably freaking her out a bit. We should probably go down and help Lucia find the profile, a photo of her profile with her not looking totally upset would probably help tremendously.”

The pair walk down the stairs, Robert detouring to Jane’s office to get the girls’ phones. “Any luck yet?” He asks, handing each of them their phone.

“Not yet.” Lucia says. “Do either of you remember her exact age?”

“I think Jane said she was nineteen.” Robert says. “Can you filter by ethnicity? That would probably be faster, there isn’t a large Asian population here.”

“I did, but nothing came up. I don’t know that they are using all of the filters yet.” Lucia responds. “I’ll try no kids, red card, and nineteen, and see how far that narrows it down. If that doesn’t work I’ll just go through them one by one.”

“We can always take turns.” Robert says. “She may not even be in the system yet; do you see a way to tell when it was last updated?”

“No, honestly this site kind of sucks.” Lucia says. “Wait, I think that’s her.” The photo was of a young woman, not smiling, but not crying like most of the others.

Robert leans in closer and says. “I think so too. I’ll send a photo to Jane for her to confirm.”

He takes the photo, and then sends it to Jane, asking her to please let him know as soon as possible, so that they would know if they needed to keep looking. “Is there a phone number on the site for people to call?”

“Let me look.” Lucia says, and scrolls around the site a bit, switching pages a few times, before finding one. “You could try this one. Why are you calling though?”

“I want to see how soon we can get Mei, and if there is anything we can do to make sure of it.” Robert says. “I want Jane reassured as quickly as possible.”

Robert’s phone buzzes, and it’s Jane, confirming that the photo is Mei. Robert texts back that he will call her in a few minutes.

“Can you find Mei’s profile again? I’d like to see everything that’s on it, and I might need her ID number.” Robert says, dialing the number Lucia showed him. Alexia waves at Lucia, to show she is going upstairs.

After a few rings, Robert gets an answer.

“Better America support, how can we help you?” A female voice says.

“Hello, I’m an approved green card bidder, and there is a profile on the site that I’d like to ensure I get. I’ve already used my claims, is there any way to expedite the process?” Robert asks.

“What’s the profile number?” the woman on the other end asks.

Robert reads the number off the screen into the phone.

“Let me transfer to your local Better America office, they should be able to let you know for sure. Each area is doing things a bit different, based on the amount of bidders, and the amount of women available.” the woman says, and a moment later, Robert hears hold music.

“They are transferring me.” Robert says. A moment later, someone picks up. “Better America, how can I help you?”

“Hello, I’m an approved green card bidder, and there is a profile on the site that I’d like to ensure I get. I’ve already used my claims, is there any way to expedite the process?” Robert repeats himself.

“Hang on a minute, let me transfer you to my boss.” the voice says.

Robert sighs, but thankfully someone picks up after about thirty seconds. “Hello, I understand you are calling about buying a concubine?” A man’s voice says.

“Yes, I’m already an approved bidder, and a green card. There is someone on there I know, and I’d like to make sure I end up with them, as soon as possible preferably.” Robert explains.

“What’s the profile number?” The man asks, and Robert reads it again.

“And your bidder or license number?” he asks, and Robert gives him that from his green card.

“So, she’s scheduled for auction in about ten days. We are doing them in batches, eventually the site SHOULD have an auction date on the profiles. Right now, the plan is to do one per day, with a preview window before the auction for both that day and the next day’s concubines.” The man explains. “You said you know her personally?”

“Yes.” Robert says, biting back the urge to explain more.

“You may already know this, but orange card auctions are on Saturday. If you line up a few more you want, I could put a small red card group together for after that. We are giving green cards first pick there as well. I can’t guarantee you would get her, but you’d at least get to bid on her, and if you win, take her home that day.” The man explains.

“I’ll go through the profiles tonight; can I email you a few others once I do?” Robert asks.

The man agrees, and gives Robert his email address. “Just be prepared to bid on any red cards I move up for the Saturday auction at your request. And if there are orange cards that don’t get bids at the end of the night, be prepared to be assigned one. We’re at a two to one ratio right now, and we are getting more in every day.”

“I understand, and I greatly appreciate that.” Robert says.

“All bidders are going to start receiving information in their email soon about auction times and dates. I suggest showing up early if you want to preview in person, that starts two hours before auction time.” The man says. “Any other questions?”

“I hesitate to even ask, but is there a limit on how many women I can bid on, and how many I HAVE to bid on?” Robert says.

“The numbers aren’t finalized yet, but probably on Saturday morning you should be able to go to the BAA site and put in your ID number, and it will show you a minimum and maximum. Based on the information I’m seeing, I would expect your numbers to be higher than most. You’ve got the household income to support a reasonable amount of concubines, and you don’t have a ton of kids already.”

“Shit, I’m going to need a bigger house.” Robert says.

“There are going to be programs for that.” The man says. “Lots of houses are becoming empty, so some people will likely split their concubines between a few. There is also a relocation program being planned, though that may not be announced for a while.”

“Thanks.” Robert said. “You’ve given me a lot to think about.”

After Robert hangs up, Lucia looks at him questioningly, and he explains the phone call.

“Amazing how much more sense a conversation makes when you can hear both sides.” She says. “So, we need to find a few more red cards you can live with ASAP?”

“Apparently.” Robert says. “Do you mind starting to look until Jane gets home with the food? And then maybe we can pair up after dinner and do more looking?”

“I’m already looking.” Lucia says. “Alexia and I talked to Jane about it earlier, but do you have any preferences?”

“Not everyone we pick has to be to my taste.” Robert says. “The best picks will be people who get along with all of us.”

“Yes, but I can’t tell personality from a photo of a distressed woman.” Lucia tells him with a bit of sass. “I need filters, there are simply too many profiles to go through all of them.”

“Fine.” Robert says. “What are the filters?”

“First one is age.” Lucia says. “How about eighteen to twenty-six?”

“I don’t mind going higher.” Robert says. “I’m not exactly a teenager myself after all.”

“We discussed it with Jane, and she has good reason for the logic.” Lucia says. “So unless you tell me you are more attracted to women above that age, I’m keeping it.”

“Fine, we can keep it. What’s next?” Robert says.

“Ethnicity.” Lucia says. “It doesn’t appear to work for all of the profiles, but if there is something you want to filter out…”

“Let’s leave that for now. I definitely have a thing for Asian and Latina girls, but that doesn’t mean I don’t find other women just as attractive.” Robert says.

“Card status we already have selected, and no kids.” Lucia says. “And before you object on the kids thing, you will have to talk to the Mistress, she was firm on that.”

“I’ll talk to her later, but I’m sure I know her reasoning.” Robert says. “If you are good, I’m going to call Jane, and check on Alexia.”

A moment later Robert was explaining his conversation with the BAA people to Jane. “So, we can potentially bring her home on Saturday?” Jane asks hopefully.

“As long as we can get a few more profiles together, and he actually bumps the auction date to Saturday.” Robert says. “I’ve already got Lucia sorting through profiles, but I think tonight we should pair up with the girls and try to keep going until we have at least five good options.”

“Didn’t he say you have to bid on everyone you send?” Jane asks. “Are you prepared to bring home 7 women at once? We don’t even have enough beds for that.”

“We won’t be the only ones bidding I’m sure, and worst comes to worst, we can probably fit all four of us in our bed, put three in the spare room, and then four on the bunk beds. Or put someone on the couch temporarily.” Robert says. “It’s worth it if it keeps you from melting down waiting two weeks to find out if we can get Mei.”

“I won’t melt down.” Jane insists. “Pizza is ready, I’ll be home shortly.”

“Drive safe honey. Love you.” Robert says, and hangs up.

Jane sighs as she hangs up, walking up to the counter to pick up the pizza. As Jane walks to the car with the pizza, her phone starts ringing again. She puts it in the trunk, and then looks at the phone again. She doesn’t recognize the number, and by the time she decides to answer it, the call has already gone to voicemail. She gets in the car, and waits a moment for the voicemail to come in. Once it does, she hits play.

“Mistress, this is the **** girl Amber. My Master did not return home last night. This **** was instructed to inform you if this occurred. This **** will remain here until she hears from you.” With that the voicemail ends.

“Fuck.” Jane said. “This is the last thing I need right now.”

Jane picks up the phone, and dials Robert instead of calling back Amber.

“Jane, is everything ok?” Robert asks.

“I’m fine.” Jane huffs. “I swear, this day went from awesome and relaxed to super stressful. I just got a voicemail from Amber. Her Master didn’t come home last night, and apparently he instructed her to call us if that happened and await our instructions.”

“Shit.” Robert says. “Have you called her back?”

“I hate to ask, but can you?” Jane says, clearly frustrated. “I’m sorry to ask, but this is all just a bit much for me today.”

“Text me the number, and then come home.” Robert says. “I’ll handle it, and when you get home I will let you know the plan.”

Jane texts Robert, takes a minute to collect herself, and starts the car, driving back home.

“What was that, Master?” Lucia asks Robert, who is sitting next to her on the couch still.

“Amber called Jane, and apparently her Master didn’t come home last night.” Robert said. “Apparently we are the emergency contacts for her, so she’s going to sit there until we call or show up.”

“We should probably go get her tonight.” Lucia says.

“I’m going to. Jane is having a bit of a breakdown though; I need you and Alexia to stay here and keep an eye on her. Maybe Alexia can give her a nice long bath, and then you can all hang out together. She’s getting too stressed with all of this I think.” Robert says.

“I would rather you didn’t go alone.” Lucia says. “Can I go with you?”

“I don’t know what I’m driving into.” Robert says with a sigh. “And no offense, Lucia, but you aren’t exactly a physically imposing girl.” Robert waves at her five foot, less than a hundred pound frame. “If Amber means to cause trouble while I’m driving, I honestly don’t think you could stop her. I’d rather not risk you getting hurt.”

“What if you took Alexia, and I stayed with the Mistress?” Lucia asks. “She’s a little bigger than me, and she could probably at least keep her busy until you stopped the car.”

“I need her to take care of Jane.” Robert says.

“I can do that.” Lucia says. “Trust me.”

“I’ll talk to Jane about it.” Robert says. “She and Alexia are close, having Alexia with her might help her tonight.”

“I can give her a bath, and sit with her and watch her favorite show or something.” Lucia insists. “I’ll take good care of her, I promise.”

“I know you will, sweet girl.” Robert says, putting his arm around her and pulling her closer to him. “Have you found any good options yet?”

“I’m just going through and flagging possibles based on age and appearance so far.” Lucia says. “Then I’ll open the profiles I flagged and read the details, and that will cut the numbers down significantly.”

A moment later, she adds. “How would you feel about a more muscular woman?”

“I have no idea.” Robert says. “I can honestly say I’ve never been with one. We did have one sub who was definitely strong, but she didn’t really look muscular. I guess I’m fine with it. Why?”

“I was just thinking, if we had a girl in the house who knew martial arts, or was really strong, or something like that, she would be ideal to go with you on a trip like this. Sort of like a bodyguard.” Lucia says. “I don’t know if we will find someone who fits that bill, but it’s worth trying, if you don’t object.”

“It wouldn’t hurt to have someone like that to go out with Jane as well.” Robert muses. “If you can find a few options, flag the profiles, and we’ll see if we can find one that will work.”

“Thank you.” Lucia says. “I really appreciate you listening to me. I didn’t really expect that when this all started.”

Robert leans over and kisses her. “I hope I will always listen to my girls’ advice, especially when it’s good. I need to call Amber now though, before Jane gets home.”

Robert gets up off the couch, and dials the number, pacing across the room. On the fifth ring the call connects. “Master Jackson’s residence, how may I help you?” A voice says quietly, with just the slightest hint of a quiver.

“Hello. My name is Robert Wolfe.” Robert begins. “Is this Amber?”

“Yes, Master.” Amber answers. “May this **** ask if your wife is Mistress Jane?”

“She is. She asked me to call you back; she is a little busy right now with something else.” Robert says. “So, Jackson didn’t return home? I’m assuming you think he isn’t coming back?”

“My Master would not abandon this ****.” Amber says, a bit indignantly. “He left instructions in case this happened, and this **** now awaits your instructions on how to proceed.”

“What did he tell you would happen next?” Robert asks, hoping that he doesn’t have to explain about her being gifted to (or dumped on, he thought sourly) them.

“My Master informed me that if he did not return home, that this **** was to be the property of yourself and Mistress Jane, assuming you came to claim this ****. If you do not, this **** is to walk to town and submit herself to the authorities.” Amber says, as if reciting something she memorized.

“And do you want us to come claim you?” Robert asks.

“That was my Master’s wish, therefore it is mine.” Amber asks. “I always obey my Master.”

Robert sighs, realizing he isn’t going to get her actual opinion out of her. Rubbing his head with frustration, he asks “How soon can you be ready to leave?”

“This **** is ready.” Amber says. “This **** packed the items my Master instructed before calling Mistress Jane.”

“I will try to get there tonight.” Robert says. “If I’m not able to make it there tonight, do you have food?”

“My Master does not permit this **** to eat without permission.” Amber says.

“If I tell you to eat, will you?” Robert asks, getting slightly aggravated because he already knows the answer.

“Once you arrive and claim this ****, this **** will follow all orders promptly and without complaint.” Amber says. “Until then I must follow my Master’s orders.”

“Then I will make sure to get there tonight.” Robert says. “Can you text me the address?”

“This **** is sorry; this is a landline.” Amber says. “This **** is not permitted the use of computers or other electronics; even this phone is only permitted to be used in emergencies.”

“Do you know the address?” Robert asks, realizing this could be much more complicated than he imagined.

“Yes, Master.” Amber says, and reads it to him. Robert quickly puts it on speaker, and gestures to Lucia to type it. She doesn’t quite get it, and Robert has Amber read it again. Putting the address in his phone, he sees it’s about an hour away.

“I can be there in an hour and a half.” Robert says. “Please make sure you are ready to leave at that time.”

“Yes, Master.” Amber answers, and Robert realizes he isn’t likely to get anything else useful from her.

“When did you last eat?” Robert asks.

“My Master fed this **** two nights ago.” Amber answers.

“We will bring you food.” Robert says. “The ride home is about an hour.”

“Thank you, Master.” Amber says, the slightest hint of softness entering the previously toneless voice.

“Amber, is there anything else you need? Or anything else I should know?” Robert asks.

“This **** is ok, Master. Thank you, Master.” Amber says.

“I will do my best to be there in an hour and a half. If you haven’t seen me within two hours, please call Mistress Jane again. If anything changes before I get there, call my number.” Robert says, giving her his number.

“Yes, Master.” Amber says.

Robert hangs up the phone, more than a bit frustrated.

“Was the whole conversation like the part after you put it on speaker?” Lucia asks, a bit incredulously.

“Yes, the whole damn thing was that. Referring to herself as ‘this ****’ and not giving me actual useful information unless I asked for it directly.” Robert says, venting a bit. “Thank you for being normal.” he adds with a tiny laugh.

“Anything for my Master.” Lucia says, teasing him. “I see what Jane meant about her being a project, and why you were concerned about taking her.”

“Yeah, exactly. That’s why I said this is going to be a group effort, there is only so much ‘Yes, Master.’ I can take.” Robert says. “I’m going to start getting the table set, I need to eat fast so I can go get Amber.”

“I’ll set the table, Master.” Lucia says, putting down the laptop. “Maybe go get Alexia, and make sure you are both dressed and ready for the trip.”

“Thank you, Lucia. You are my angel.” Robert says, giving her a quick kiss before heading upstairs to let Alexia know the situation.

A few minutes later Jane pulls in, and Lucia yells up the stairs for Robert and Alexia. As they are eating, Jane helps get everyone set up in a Signal group, and Lucia explains the plan to Jane, so that Robert can focus on eating.

“Alexia, I want you to go with Robert.” Jane says. “You aren’t going alone, and apart from me, she’s your best option. Lucia and I need to review profiles anyhow.”

“We can work on profiles later.” Robert says between bites. “You need to relax and de-stress.”

“I’ll take tomorrow off, and relax a bit then.” Jane says. “We need to do profiles tonight.”

“Ok, but promise you will take the day off tomorrow.” Robert says, and Jane does.

“I’m done, Master.” Alexia says. “Is there anything I can do to help get us ready to go?”

“Maybe find some food and water for us to take for Amber. I have no idea what she eats, so maybe a variety of snacks?” Robert says.

“I suspect she doesn’t get much variety.” Jane says. “Based on that photo, she probably doesn’t eat much in general.”

“Oh, and once you get done with that, maybe you can pick out something for her to wear? I’m not driving her around in that ridiculous outfit from the photo.” Robert says.

“Look in my closet, there are some dresses that will probably be too big for her, but at least they will be long enough. Pick something fairly plain, and easy to put on. And grab the collars, you don’t have to wear one if you don’t want to, but she will probably want to.” Jane says, and Alexia starts working on gathering the items.

“Robert, just remember she has been programmed for the past eight years to be what she is.” Jane says. “Try not to get too frustrated with her.”

“I’ll do my best, honey.” Robert says. “You should have heard the phone call; it was like pulling teeth to get any information.”

“I only heard half of it, but that part was pretty bad.” Lucia says. “I’ll tell you about it while we go through profiles.”

A minute or so later Robert finishes eating, and goes to finish getting ready. “We are headed out.” Robert says, giving first Jane, and then Lucia a kiss on the cheek. “I don’t know how much cell signal we are going to have on the trip, but I’ll have Alexia post updates occasionally in the group chat.”

A little over an hour later, as daylight is fading, Robert and Alexia pull into a long dirt driveway. “I hope this is the right place.” Robert says. “This looks like the kind of place where you might get shot for pulling into the wrong driveway at night.”

He continues slowly down the driveway until he pulls up in front of a somewhat rundown house. “Stay in the car.” Robert tells Alexia. “If this is the wrong place we might need to get moving fast. I’ll wave at you if it’s her, and you can get out.”

Robert gets out of the car, but before he can reach the door it opens, and Amber is there. “Hello Amber.” Robert says, as Amber sinks to her knees, head bowed. “No need for all of that. Are you ready to go?”

“Master, this **** is ready for you to claim her.” Amber says, waiting for something.

Robert waves at Alexia, who approaches, holding a collar. “Bear with me a bit, I’m not a Gorean.” Robert says. “Explain the process please.”

“Please remove the collar from this ****, and put your collar on in its place.” Amber says. “The collar this **** wears belongs to Master Jackson, and this **** cannot leave with it on.”

Robert reaches out, touching Amber for the first time, as he struggles a bit to remove the bulky collar from her neck. Underneath it the skin is shiny, almost appearing to be scarred. Alexia hands him the temporary collar, and Robert puts it on Amber, making sure it’s not too tight. “Is that comfortable?” Robert asks gently.

“That is fine, thank you Master.” Amber says. “May this **** rise?”

“Of course.” Robert says. “And there is no need for the Master stuff…” Robert stops as Amber begins to strip, careful to keep her gaze directed downward. “Woah, no need for that at all.” Robert says, trying to stop her without touching her.

“Master, a **** should never conceal herself from her Master.” Amber says, pausing. “Has this **** displeased you?”

“No, it’s fine.” Robert says. “Alexia, can you get the dress, and step inside with her to help her change?”

“Yes, Master.” Alexia says, going back to the car to get the dress. Amber’s eyes appear to follow her as she does.

“Can you please go inside and change into this? Alexia can help if you need it.” Robert says.

“Does this ****’s body displease you, Master?” Amber asks.

“No, I would just like you to wear this dress. Jane specifically requested it.” Robert says, stretching the truth a bit in hopes she will just do what he says.

“Yes, Master.” Amber says, backing up to enter the house. “This **** doesn’t need help, and she does not have permission to allow people into Master Jackson’s home.”

A few moments later Amber comes back out wearing the dress, and holding her previous clothes, folded neatly. She leans down to open her bag, and puts the clothes inside. “This **** is ready, Master.”

“Great.” Robert says. “Do you get carsick? You can sit up front if you need to.”

“This **** prefers to sit behind her Master, if that is permitted.” Amber says, still not meeting Robert’s gaze.

“Wherever you want.” Robert says, and he leads the way to the car. Alexia grabs her stuff from the front seat, and gets into the back next to Amber. “Anything else you need before we leave? Keep in mind that you may never come back here.”

“Thank you, Master. I am ready.” Amber says quietly.

As Robert turns around to go back down the driveway, he hears Alexia show Amber the snacks, and ask if she wants some of them, or some water. He can’t quite make our Amber’s response, but then he hears Alexia say “You really can’t eat unless Master Robert gives you permission?”

Amber must have nodded, because Alexia says “Master, can you please tell Amber to eat?”

“Amber, are you hungry?” Robert asks.

“Yes, Master.” Amber says.

“Then pick a snack and eat it. If you are still hungry after a few minutes, take another. We will get you some real food when we get home. Do you like pizza?” Robert asks.

“This **** is not sure, Master.” Amber says.

“Have you not had pizza before?” Alexia asks incredulously. “It’s the best thing in the world.”

“This **** remembers liking it as a child.” Amber says.

“What do you normally eat?” Alexia asks.

“Bread sometimes, but usually porridge.” Amber says.

“That’s it?” Robert can’t help but cut in.

“Yes, Master.” Amber says.

“Why?” Alexia asks. “You are way too skinny, were you being punished?”

“It was what My Master… Master Jackson, wanted.” Amber says, not quite catching herself in time. “I’m sorry Master Robert; this **** will work on that.”

“It’s fine.” Robert says. “Adjustments take time, and I think Alexia will tell you, I try to be very understanding.”

“Thank you, Master.” Amber says, and then hesitates.

“What is it?” Robert asks. “I’d rather you just ask the questions you have; it will be easier for all of us.”

“Are you giving this **** permission to speak freely, Master?” Amber asks for clarification.

“Yes.” Robert says shortly.

“Who will punish me for my mistake?” Amber asks.

“Punish you?” Robert said. “I already said it was fine; you don’t need punishment.”

“I think I understand, Master.” Amber says. “I need to punish myself?”

“No, damnit.” Robert says exasperatedly. “No punishment. The Mistress and I can go over rules with you tomorrow, but until then, no punishments unless you harm someone.”

Amber looks confused, but says “Yes, Master.”

Alexia chimes in. “Why don’t you pick a snack now?” she pulls one of each of the snacks out of the bag.

“I’ve never had any of these.” Amber says. “I don’t know which to pick.”

“Alexia, start with whatever is most bland. Crackers, if you packed them.” Robert says. “Amber, do you have any food allergies?”

“Not that I know of, Master.” Amber says, taking the crackers that Alexia offers her.

“Amber, I would suggest eating slowly, since you haven’t eaten in a few days. We don’t want you getting sick.” Robert says. “Maybe eat a cracker, ask a question, and eat another one while we answer.”

Amber opens the package, eats one cracker, and then asks. “Is this your First Girl, Master?”

“What is a First Girl?” Alexia asks. “I mean, I was technically the first one you claimed.”

“A First Girl is essentially the girl that runs the house day to day.” Robert explains. “Were you Jackson’s First Girl?”

“Yes, Master.” Amber says.

“Maybe you can explain it in more detail for Alexia.” Robert says. “And to answer your question, we only have two girls now, eventually the plan to is have them both be joint First Girl, essentially.”

“The First Girl is in charge of the other girls.” Amber says. “She instructs them on their duties, disciplines them, and helps to train them. Sometimes the First Girl is the Master’s favorite, and sometimes it’s just someone who is good at keeping the other girls in line.”

“And if she is the Master’s favorite, sometimes the Master has the other girls call her Mistress.” Robert says. “Did Jackson do that for you?”

“No, Master.” Amber says.

“Any idea why not?” Robert asks.

“I believe Master Jackson thought of me as his love ****.” Amber says. “He never told me that, but he was harder on me than the other slaves.”

“What does that mean?” Alexia says. “It’s like the two of you are speaking a foreign language.”

“A love **** is a Master’s perfect ****. Part of that includes being more firm with your love ****.” Robert explains. “Is that basically correct, Amber?”

“Yes, Master.” Amber says.

“That was the last cracker.” Alexia says. “Are you still hungry?”

“Yes, thank you.” Amber says.

“Why don’t you choose your next snack?” Robert says.

“Is that one meat?” Amber asks.

“Yes, it’s beef jerky.” Alexia says.

“May I try that next?” Amber says.

“Only one piece.” Robert says. “If you haven’t had meat in a long time, too much at once could make you sick.”

“Thank you, Master.” Amber says.

“What other questions do you have about us, Amber?” Robert asks.

“Master, you said you only have two girls now. What will my role be? I’ve been trained for many things.” Amber says.

“We can figure out your role over time. I suspect it will change based on how many girls we have, and what needs aren’t otherwise being fulfilled.” Robert says. “The one thing I’d very much like is for you to help Alexia and her cousin Lucia learn to be First Girls. We aren’t Goreans, and we run things very differently, but they do need to learn to manage the other girls, delegate tasks, etc. We expect to start getting more girls this weekend, and apart from you, we only know who one of the others will be.”

“I would be happy to help teach them, Master, if that pleases you.” Amber says.

“It would.” Robert says. “Alexia is Jane’s favorite, and Lucia is mine, though we are both very fond of both of the girls. They are very important to us.”

“How many girls are you expecting in total, Master?” Amber asks.

“I honestly don’t know.” Robert says. “I was hoping to keep it to three to five, but Jane says to expect more, and earlier today I spoke to a representative who said to expect us to be on the high end, so maybe ten? Hopefully not all at once, we don’t have the space in our house. We have four beds, that can hold at most nine people right now, but comfortably more like six or seven, and Alexia is going to work on building more bunk beds tomorrow, but after that we truly have no more room.”

“I don’t normally sleep on a bed, Master.” Amber says.

“Where do you normally sleep?” Alexia asks, curiously.

“On the floor, either in Master Jackson’s room, or in the **** quarters.” Amber says.

“You will have a bed tonight, in the spare room.” Robert says firmly.

“Yes, Master.” Amber says, looking down.

“Will you be ok in a bed?” Alexia asks, seeing that she looks slightly distressed.

“I will do as My Master orders.” Amber says.

“If you are unable to sleep on the bed, you can switch to the floor.” Robert says. “I would like you to try the bed first, for at least a few minutes though.”

“Yes, Master.” Amber says, a tiny bit of relief cracking through her voice. “Thank you, Master.”

“This is going to be an adjustment period for all of us.” Robert says. “And even more so when we have even more girls coming into the house. If you ever have questions, I need you to ask Lucia, Alexia, Jane, or I. And you may speak freely any time it’s just the four of us around.”

“Thank you, Master.” Amber says. “I will do my best to adjust quickly.”

“We have the rest of our lives.” Robert says. “We are nearly home, when we get there I will introduce you to Mistress Jane and Lucia, and then we can get you settled in.”

Amber and Alexia chat quietly for the rest of the car ride, Amber asking little questions about how things function in the house and what Jane and Robert like. Eventually they pull into the garage, Lucia and Jane opening the door to the house as they pull in. Jane walks towards the car, waiting for Robert to get out, and then gives him a big hug.

“I love you.” She says. “And thank you for calling about Mei. I realized after you left that I didn’t thank you.”

“Anything for my woman.” Robert says, hugging her back, and giving her a passionate kiss. “Did you two do ok while we were gone?”

Jane nods. “We did; we found several options for the Saturday auction. I’d like you to review them shortly, and then send off three. I know you said five, but that’s just too many right now, we don’t have the space.”

“I didn’t actually want five, I just wanted to be sure we got Mei.” Robert says. “We can go over them in a moment, but first let’s get Amber settled.”

Stepping away from Jane, he opens Amber’s door, and she slowly gets out of the car, before starting to go to her knees. “Nope, not on the concrete.” Jane says, reaching for her, and pulling her up before she can get a knee on the ground. “Just get your things and come inside with me, and then we can talk.”

“Lucia, can you show Robert the profiles, and go through our notes on each option? Alexia, if you would help me get Amber settled in?” Jane asks, though she doesn’t really make it sound optional.

“Yes, Mistress.” Lucia says, opening the door to the house as Jane leads Amber inside.

“Mistress, she may need some real food first.” Robert hears Alexia say, as she follows Jane inside with the bag of food from the car.

After Alexia passes, Lucia steps back into the garage, coming up to give Robert a hug. “Are you ok, Master?”

“I’ll be ok.” He says. “Maybe we can cuddle a bit while we go through profiles? Seeing how badly she was treated has me feeling more than a bit down.”

Lucia nods and hugs Robert more tightly, and he returns the embrace. After a moment she says “It’s already late, and you’ve got work tomorrow. Let’s get to work on these profiles.”

Lucia leads Robert to the couch, and they sit together, Lucia nearly in his lap, holding the laptop so he can see over her shoulder. “We narrowed it down to eleven options. I know that sounds like a lot, but there are hundreds of red cards, and we weren’t able to view them all yet. Some of these were picked because we thought you would like them, some were picked for skill set, and some for a combination of both.” Lucia pulls up the favorites list, filters for just red cards, and then says. “You’ll notice it says twelve, we obviously have favorited Mei.”

“So, starting with the first profile, she is twenty-three, and has worked as a housekeeper at a hotel.” Lucia clicks on the profile. The photo is of a Hispanic woman whose face is tear stained. She’s a bit heavyset at five feet, four inches, and one hundred and eighty pounds, and not quite Robert’s type.

Robert says. “I’ll be honest, it’s hard to tell when someone is upset if they are cute. Having a dedicated housekeeper isn’t a bad idea. Do you know anything else about her?”

“No, I am hoping to find a social media profile for some of these, but I haven’t yet for any of them except one.” Lucia says.

“Let’s call her a maybe. Why don’t we do this in batches, starting with those with valuable skills?” Robert suggests.

Lucia writes maybe next to the notes for profile one, and brings up another profile. “This is profile four. She is twenty-eight, and calls herself an ‘Artisan’. She makes various things to sell online. I was able to find her store, and I can show you.” Lucia brings up a new window, with a storefront. “She appears to make all kinds of things, from clothes, to shoes, to jewelry.” Lucia clicks on a few items to show Robert.

“She certainly appears talented, and having someone who can make things is certainly useful.” Robert says. “Is this the one you found social media for?”

“Sadly, no. I think if you can give me until tomorrow, I can find it for at least a few of the profiles. The issue is that not everyone is on the same social media apps, so I have to search a dozen places, and there aren’t names with most of these, so I’m kind of poking around blind.” Lucia says earnestly, and moves back to her profile, showing it to Robert. “Do you think she is cute?”

The woman in the photo isn’t crying at least, but she also doesn’t look happy. It says she is five foot, five inches, and one hundred twenty pounds, and Robert can’t quite place her ethnicity. She is pretty, but Robert isn’t sure if cute is the right word, at least without seeing her smile. “She’s pretty.” Robert says. “I just can’t judge cute when someone looks distressed. What were the filters here? Do any of these women have children, husbands, etc.?”

“We filtered for no kids, and none of the profiles mention spouses.” Lucia says.

“I think we should call this one a probably.” Robert says. “She is pretty, and her skills are impressive, and could be useful if we end up getting a piece of property that’s a bit away from civilization.”

“I agree, she’s towards the top of my list. Mistress Jane was a bit concerned about her age, and she wants to interview her before bidding, to make sure she is a good personality fit.” Lucia says, reading her notes.

“Ok, so who was your favorite?” Robert asks curiously.

“I’m not sure if she is your type.” Lucia says nervously. “But I do think she is someone we should strongly consider.”

“Do I need to guess which profile it is?” Robert asks, moving to click the back button on the browser.

“No.” Lucia says, moving the laptop a bit. “She’s profile eight.” Lucia clicks into the profile. The woman looking back at Robert is ruggedly beautiful, and appears to be unbroken by her ordeal. “This is Reyna, but she appears to go by Rey. She is twenty-four. She was a Forestry Service Ranger before she got detained, from her social media it appears she spent a ton of time in the woods, and might be able to help us a bit with the self-sufficiency bit.”

Lucia pulls up yet another browser tab, showing her social media. “I managed to find one profile for her. She apparently used to be a security guard before she worked at the Forestry Service, and appears to know martial arts.” Lucia scrolls through her photos until she finds one of Rey doing Martial Arts. “She could serve as protection for both you and Jane when you go out.” The photos show a muscular, attractive, golden skinned woman who appears happy and confident.

“You hit the jackpot, honey.” Robert says happily. “Great skill set, and she is very pretty. I genuinely can’t tell, is she Hispanic or Asian?”

“I couldn’t tell at first either.” Lucia says, “But I was able to find this on her social media.” Lucia pulls up a picture of Rey with what appear to be her parents. “I think her father is Hispanic, and her mother appears to be from the Philippines.”

“I think we can put her in the probably pile, but unless she fails the interview with Jane, I think she’s a home run.” Robert says. “Let’s skim through the others quickly, It’s been a long day.”

Lucia goes on to show Robert a few profiles that include a college English professor who is in her 30’s that Lucia had as a top choice, several cute girls in their late teens and early 20’s that Jane had added, a nurse in her late 20’s who both Lucia and Jane had some concerns about, and who Robert wasn’t attracted to, a college girl whose family owned a horse farm, and last, an Indian woman in her late 20’s who was an RN, and was going back to college to be a psychologist.

“Why isn’t the RN one of your top picks?” Robert asks Lucia. “I thought you wanted a doctor or nurse to train you?”

“I do.” Lucia says quietly. “I can’t really explain it. I …” Lucia stops talking, looking down at the laptop. “I’m sorry, I think it was jealousy. We are getting pretty girls, girls who can cook, and if we get a doctor or nurse, what is left that makes me important?”

Robert moves the laptop off her lap, and grabs Lucia, sitting her in his lap fully now. “You are important to me no matter what skills you have. I love you. Someone being a better nurse, or cook, isn’t going to change that.” He kisses her head, and says. “Besides, I’m confident you will learn to be just as good of a nurse as she is. You are a very determined woman. We do need to work on the jealousy thing though. I’d like you to talk to Jane about that.”

“I know, and I will.” Lucia says. “How many of them are you going to ask them to put in the auction?”

“Jane says three, I was going to do five.” Robert says. “She is probably right.”

“I think you should do the artisan, Rey the Forest Ranger, the nurse, and I think you two should talk about the horse girl. She might be worth interviewing at least.” Lucia says. “Unless you’d rather just get three of the cute girls, some of them are very pretty.”

“I’ve got you, and we will have Mei soon. I think we are set for cute and young.” Robert says. “At this point skills and personality are what matter. Besides, do you really think five eighteen to twenty-one year old girls would get along well? That doesn’t sound like a recipe for a peaceful house. I think I know what I need to know about these profiles, if any of these come up in the future we can definitely consider them, but for now we have a good top three, and an alternate. I’m going to go check on Jane, do you want to come?”

“I think I should keep going through profiles.” Lucia says. “I love you.”

“And I love you too.” Robert says, kissing her again before moving her back onto the couch, and standing up. “Don’t stay up too late.”

“Yes, Master.” Lucia says playfully.

Meanwhile, Jane has taken Amber upstairs, telling Alexia to heat up one slice of pizza, and bring it upstairs.

“Would it bother you if I gave you a bath?” Jane asks.

“No, Mistress.” Amber says. “I will submit to whatever your wishes are.”

“None of that.” Jane says firmly. “I’m asking for your preference. I spoke to Jackson, I already know you are obedient.”

“It would not bother me for you to bathe me, Mistress.” Amber says. “If that is your wish.”

“It is.” Jane says. “You are very thin, and I want to see if there is anything else we need to know about.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Amber says.

“Have you lost weight recently?” Jane asks, leading Amber towards the bathroom.

“I don’t think so, Mistress. This is my normal weight.” Amber says.

“But you haven’t eaten for two days?” Jane asks.

“I don’t normally get to eat every day.” Amber says. “Master Jackson insisted I earn my food, usually by the other girls demonstrating that I had trained them well.”

The pair have reached the tub now, and Jane begins to fill it, sitting on the closed toilet while she waits for it to finish.

“You will eat every day here.” Jane says. “Preferably three times a day, but we can start with light meals. We need to get you healthy.”

“Yes, Mistress. Thank you.” Amber says, a very brief look passing across her face before she masters her emotions.

“What is it, Amber?” Jane asks. “I would like you to be completely honest with me, when it’s just the two of us.”

“I’ve been so hungry.” Amber says, a tear leaking from her eyes. “When I saw the bag of food in the car I thought it might be a trick.”

Jane stands up to hug Amber. “That part of your life is over now.” She reassures her, stroking her hair. “Robert and I believe in taking care of our girls, both emotionally and physically. If you need something, you are to tell one of us immediately, or Lucia and Alexia. And if it’s food, and you know where it is, you can just get it. We need you to be healthy and happy.”

“Thank you, Mistress Jane.” Amber sobs a bit more. “I’m sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for. Healing takes time, and work. You can always talk to one of us about things, getting it out should help you heal from it, and put it behind you.” Jane says. “The water is about ready; do you want to get in now?”

“Yes, Mistress.” Amber says, and Jane helps her get out of the dress, counting her ribs as she does, and noticing fading bruises on her back and legs, as well as a few small scars around her wrists and ankles. She removes the collar as well, and notices the marks. “Did Jackson keep you in your collar all the time?” she asks.

“Yes, Mistress. Collars never came off except when washing, and not always then.” Amber says. “All of Master’s friends did the same with their girls.”

“We typically only collar when our girls go out in public.” Jane says. “If you want one for around the house, we can have one made that is comfortable, and won’t leave marks like this.” Jane touches the marks on her neck.

“May I wear one for now, and think about it, Mistress?” Amber says. “This is all very sudden. Master Jackson told me you weren’t like him or his friends, but I didn’t know what that meant.”

“Of course.” Jane says. “This collar is too rough to wear for long;, I have a training collar I can pull out that is a bit softer. I’ll get it after your bath. Let’s get you in for now.” Jane helps Amber in, clearly worried she is going to fall over.

Amber flinches slightly as she puts her first foot in, holding in whatever she was going to say. She continues to get in while Jane asks. “Is something wrong?”

“No, Mistress. I just didn’t realize the water would be hot.” Amber says.

“He didn’t make you take cold baths and showers, did he?” Jane asks, looking a bit furious.

“I’m sorry, Mistress.” Amber says, and Jane quickly changes her expression.

“I’m not angry at you, Amber. Jackson is just lucky he isn’t somewhere I can find him though.” Jane says. “No cold showers here unless the hot water goes out, and then we will all be taking cold showers.”

“How will you punish me when I need it then, Mistress?” Amber says. “Master Jackson needed to punish me frequently.”

“I doubt you deserved any of it. Jackson was an asshole.” Jane says. “We don’t punish unless something truly bad happens. We prefer to work with you on changing behavior that is causing a problem.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Amber says. “Master said no punishments, but I wasn’t sure…”

“If one of us says something, they are speaking for both of us.” Jane says. “We are a team.”

“Mistress, are there rules I need to learn?” Amber asks. “Master Jackson had so many, I will do my best to learn yours quickly.”

“Don’t injure anyone, knock if a door is closed, and don’t go outside without Robert or me. Other than that, if you aren’t sure if something is ok, just ask one of us. We don’t really have formal house rules, maybe we can all work on that one day.” Jane says.

“Yes, Mistress.” Amber says.

“I’m going to wash your hair now. When did you last have it cut?” Jane asks, wetting her hair, and then applying some shampoo.

“We would trim each other’s hair every few months, Mistress.” Amber says, closing her eyes, and appearing to enjoy the wash.

Jane continues to wash her hair, noticing Alexia enter the bathroom out of the corner of her eye. She makes eye contact, and Alexia says. “I’ve got the piece of pizza, Mistress.” she holds up the plate, and a cup.

“I’ll be done with her hair in a moment, and then we can let her eat before we wash her body.” Jane says. “I’m going to start rinsing your hair now, keep your eyes and mouth shut.”

Jane thoroughly rinses Amber’s hair, and then squeezes out some water, before handing her a dry washcloth. “Dry your face.” Jane instructs, rising to get the pizza from Alexia.

When Amber is done, Jane holds out the plate. “Try a few bites of this. If you like it, you can finish it.” Jane says.

Amber makes happy noises as she chews the first bite. “That is very good, Mistress.”

“Good. Feel free to eat it all, we have more downstairs if you want more later or tomorrow. If Alexia doesn’t finish it in the middle of the night.” Jane says, poking Alexia with her finger.

“I love pizza.” Alexia says. “I’ll leave a few pieces for you though. You need it more than I do.”

Looking at Jane, Alexia asks. “How can I help?”

“I’ll let you take over washing her, if you don’t mind.” Jane says. “My back is acting up a bit.”

“Of course, Mistress.” Alexia says. “Anything else I can do until we are ready for that?”

“No, thank you, sweetie.” Jane says, smiling at her.

When Amber finishes her pizza, Jane takes the plate, and gets up to let Alexia move into position to wash her. “Alexia, make note of any injuries. Amber, if anything hurts, please tell Alexia. No suffering in silence. That’s an order.” Jane says. “I’ll be back in a moment.”

Jane steps out of the bathroom, running into Robert in the hallway. “Everything going ok in there?” He asks.

“Yes, let me set this down.” Jane says, stepping into his office and putting the dishes on his desk. Robert can tell she is upset, and he moves to hug her.

“What’s wrong?” He asks.

“I knew she would be in bad shape, but it’s different seeing it.” Jane says. “If Jackson wasn’t already detained I’d go burn his house down with him in it.”

“I suspect he’s going to have years to suffer and hopefully regret his decisions.” Robert says. “I definitely understand though, if he had been there, I probably would have decked him.”

“I know we planned to put her in the bunk bed room, but I want her with us tonight.” Jane says. “If not in the bed, then I can make up a pallet, or we can pull out the air mattress.”

“She didn’t strike me as dangerous, what do you think?” Robert asks.

“She isn’t. She’s just damaged, but that damage didn’t make her mean or bitter.” Jane says, a tear going down her face. “I’m not worried about her going crazy during the night or anything.”

“Ok, You can give her the options for tonight. I’m fine with whatever, except putting her in with Lucia and Alexia. I want them in their room tonight, door locked, just in case. It’s one thing for us to take the risk, but I’m not risking them.” Robert says.

“Agreed.” Jane says, hugging him. “Thank you, Robert. I thought you would be the one having a breakdown, not me.”

“Hush.” Robert says, comforting her. “You’ve had a very long day. I want you to relax tomorrow, maybe have the girls watch your favorite show with you or something. Let Alexia and Lucia take care of you and Amber.”

“Thank you. I love you so much.” Jane says. “I’m so glad I’m with you, and not my ex when this is happening. I can’t even imagine how badly that would have gone.”

“I know, honey. That’s all far in the past.” Robert says, realizing she’s seeing a bit of herself in Amber. “If there is any justice in the world that bastard is either being detained, or left to die alone.”

“Hopefully abandoned in his trailer, dying slowly.” Jane says. “If he’s even still alive. I haven’t looked in years.”

“Because you moved on. Don’t let this drag you back into that trauma.” Robert says, kissing her. “We need you to be strong for these girls, especially Amber.”

“I know, and I will be.” Jane says, straightening up a bit. “I’m going to take these dishes down, did you want to check on Amber, or come with me?”

“I’ll come with you, I’m sure Alexia has that covered, and I don’t want to barge into her bath.” Robert says.

Jane picks up the dishes, and heads downstairs, followed by Robert. “Did you and Lucia make a decision on the profiles?” She asks.

Robert says. “I think her bodyguard is a great choice, and I think the Nurse and Artisan are probably good choices too. Lucia also suggested we consider the girl whose family owns the horse farm.”

“You don’t want any of the college girls I picked out?” Jane asks, sounding almost sad about it.

“It’s not that I don’t want them, they are all pretty, but we need to focus on practicality. Someone that helps keep us safe, can help take care of us when we are sick, make stuff that we can sell and/or use, and someone who knows livestock would all be very useful.” Robert says, reaching the bottom of the stairs, and seeing Lucia listening.

“What if you pick one of them?” Jane asks. “And we put up all five?”

“I thought you said five was too many?” Robert says.

“It probably is, but I want you to have the best girls possible.” Jane says. “They are all good options, and we are only going to find so many doctors and rocket scientists in our area who meet the criteria.”

“I may have found another option.” Lucia says.

“Ok, let’s see her.” Jane says, putting down the dishes and coming up behind the couch, so she can look over Lucia’s shoulder. Robert follows, wanting to see what trouble is headed his way.

Lucia puts the screen down a bit so they can’t quite see it clearly. “I found a girl that was in my graduating class. I wasn’t really friends with her, but she was very shy. She’s a bit nerdy, but I think she’d fit in great, and wouldn’t cause any trouble. She was easily the smartest girl in our class.” Lucia says.

“Are you going to show us the profile?” Robert asks. “Or was she in some kind of accident and had to have a face transplant with Nic Cage?”

“What?” Lucia says, clearly confused.

“It’s an old movie, don’t worry about it.” Jane says. “Why don’t you want to show us the profile?”

Lucia doesn’t answer, instead she just sighs, re-adjusts the screen, and clicks into a profile. The girl looking back at them is a light skinned black girl, with large glasses, and, as Lucia said, definitely a nerd.

“What’s the problem?” Robert asks.

“You like her?” Lucia asks nervously.

“She’s cute.” Robert says. “I don’t mind nerdy; I wasn’t exactly a jock in school.”

“You straddled the line nicely.” Jane says. “You weren’t really part of any of the groups. That’s not what Lucia meant though.”

Robert looks again, and asks. “Oh, because she is black?”

“Yes.” Lucia says, looking almost ashamed. “I wasn’t sure if that was really something you were into. I know you haven’t had a black sub before…”

“I don’t care about that.” Robert interrupts, sensing that Lucia is struggling to articulate what she wants to say. “She’s cute, and I don’t care what color she is. Are you asking us to bid on her? Or just suggesting she is an option we should consider alongside the girls Jane picked earlier?”

“A little of both?” Lucia says. “She’s a genuinely nice girl, and I’d hate to see her end up with someone who is going to be mean to her. And she’s so smart, I’m sure she can learn whatever we need her to.”

“If you are asking, I’m fine with including her in the group, and assuming she passes Jane’s interview, we will bid on her.” Robert says. “Are you ok with that, Jane?”

“Of course.” Jane says. “Lucia, I just want to make sure. You don’t have a best friend or someone else that you are very close to that you’d like to put in instead? We can only take so many girls, and some of the ones we take initially could have friends they want us to take too.”

“I didn’t really have any good friends.” Lucia says. “The girl who I guess was my best friend probably wasn’t detained, and if she was, I didn’t see her so far. I think she is the best fit for the house of the people I knew.”

Jane’s phone buzzes, it’s Alexia telling her that Amber’s bath is done, and asking what to dress her in. “I’ve got to go. Robert, I trust your judgment.”

Robert waits for Jane to go upstairs, and asks Lucia. “So, you think I should do the four we talked about, and the girl from your school. What is her name, by the way?”

“Hannah. And yes, I think we should do those five.” Lucia says.

“Ok, I’ll go send the email. Write down the profile numbers for me, along with Mei’s.” Robert says.

“Thank you, Master. Is there anything I can do for you?” Lucia asks, smiling a bit. “To show my appreciation for your trust in me.”

“It’s late, and if you recall, I got quite a bit of satisfaction out of your ass earlier.” Robert says.

“It’s not sore, you could do it again?” Lucia suggests.

“Are you offering to please me, or are trying to tell me you are horny?” Robert asks with a laugh.

“Both, Master.” Lucia admits. “I’m a very horny girl, and we can be quick.”

“I certainly would hate for you to go to bed frustrated.” Robert says. “Let’s see which bedroom is available.”

Lucia jumps up and practically pulls him up the stairs. Robert sees Jane in the Master bedroom, talking with Amber. He briefly considers checking in with her, but Lucia pulls him onward to the room she has been sharing with Alexia.

“Could you give us a minute?” Lucia asks Alexia.

“Have fun.” Alexia says. “I’ll go check on Mistress Jane.”

Lucia quickly strips, and removes Robert’s clothes. Directing him to lay on the bed, she grabs a vibrating wand, and kneels on the bed, holding it in place with her thighs, and turning it on. She goes straight to taking Robert’s dick deeply, seemingly determined to drag an orgasm out of him at record pace. Robert groans as she ramps up the suction to the highest levels yet, before stroking him with one hand, and focusing her tongue on the head of his dick.

“Cum for me, Master.” She pulls off for a moment to murmur, before sucking his dick back into his mouth, and rubbing his taint with one hand.

“Shit, I’m going to if you keep going.” Robert says, already breathless.

A minute is about all it takes before he spasms, giving her his cum.

“Jesus, you were determined.” Robert says. “What’s gotten into you?”

“More competition is coming, and I need to up my pleasure game.” Lucia says. Robert begins to speak, and she interrupts. “I know you don’t think I need to, but I plan to. Can you lick me now? I really need to cum.”

Robert nods, and begins to get up, but Lucia slides up the bed, mounting his face. Robert smiles before grabbing her ass, pulling her tightly onto his face, and flicking her very sensitive clit with his tongue. She doesn’t last long once he applies a bit of suction to her little clit, clamping her legs to his face and trying to smother him as she squirts a bit.

A few moments later she falls off to the side, and Robert says. “You really did need to cum.”

“Thank you, Master.” Lucia says. “I did.”

Robert hugs her for a moment, and says. “I need to go check on Jane. I want you and Alexia to lock the door tonight, just to be safe.”

“Yes, Master.” Lucia says.

Robert gives her a last kiss, and gets dressed, heading towards the master bedroom to check on Jane and Amber. Walking in, he sees Jane making up a pallet at the foot of the bed for Amber.

“She’s going to try to sleep here tonight.” Jane tells him. “If you need anything, just wake me up.” she adds to Amber.

“Yes, Mistress.” Amber says. “Thank you. I wouldn’t want to bother you though.”

“Did you normally disobey Jackson?” Jane asks.

“No, Mistress.” Amber says, surprised.

“Good. Then wake me up if you need me.” Jane says.

“Yes, Mistress.” Amber says, eyes downcast.

“Everyone ready to get to bed?” Robert asks, giving Alexia a hug, and then a swat on the ass as he indicates it’s time for her to get back to Lucia. “Some of us still have to work tomorrow.”