Still mind altered, Katie and the twins are given a new home to be sluts.
CHAPTER 9: STILL SLUTS
If Katie and the girls even thought about the fact that they had gotten into the rented boat naked with Mr. Stanislaus, Robert, and the others, without any luggage, they gave no indication. All their personal belongings, which they hadn’t seen since arriving at Haven, were left behind. They had been naked since arriving at Haven, and being naked was what they knew, and being so upon leaving didn’t cause concern to them.
The boat sped away from Haven, and they presumed for Key West. Katie and the girls sat across from Mr. Stanislaus and several other men, while other men were in the cockpit of the boat. Katie was quite interested in the scenery as the boat skipped over the waves at a fast rate. When her gaze came back to Mr. Stanislaus, she found him smiling oddly.
“Sir,” she ventured, “is it presumptuous of me to ask why you are smiling like that at me?”
“It will never be presumptuous of you or your daughters to ask me anything. I may or may not be able to answer, however. My business is of a very sensitive nature. In this case, though, the reason for my smile is quite simple. The bouncing of the boat over the waves is having a delightful effect on the three of you.”
Katie looked down and then at her daughters. They had been interested in the exchange and reacted, too. As the boat bounced, their tits did, too.
“I’ve been so used to being naked, sir, it didn’t occur to me before, but how are we going to get off the boat? I guess I was thinking we were going on a plane.”
“We are, dear. I have to say, I quite enjoy the vision of you three naked. And, since you seem to like it, too, I think you will stay that way at the estate.” Katie smiled and glanced at the girls who returned her smile. They loved being naked. They loved being naked with men and enticing them to fuck. “The guys will walk alongside you in such a way as to cover you as we make our way from the boat to the car, and the car to the plane. It may not be totally effective, but it will be sufficient. It is my plane, so once on it, you are safe until we arrive at the other airport.”
“Oh, sir, we trust that we will be safe, regardless. If there is a fuss, I imagine you or Robert will control it.”
He smiled, “What I like is that you accept being sluts, but at the same time, are still aware and rational. You will be a very good addition to the estate, I think.”
Susie spoke up, “You earlier referred to others, sir, you meant others for us to fuck?” He nodded. The three naked women smiled. They were now very aware of their tits bouncing, and the fucking that was to come, and it aroused them. But, then again, they were easily aroused.
The transfer from the boat to the car wasn’t unseen. It was clear that they were naked, but there wasn’t a fuss. It was Key West. Similarly, at the airport, they climbed the stairs into the plane, and they were also clearly visible. The women found it exciting. The men found it amusing how comfortable they were in their nakedness and willingness to fuck. Despite being aware of themselves, they had been changed to fully accept being naked and to fuck men, as directed.
The plane was a Learjet that could seat 12 people in club chairs and a sofa-style for three. Katie and the girls were given luxurious seats at the windows. Before takeoff, the pilot entered the cabin area to verify everyone was settled, and did a double take at seeing the three naked women. Mr. Stanislaus, sitting across from Katie, merely indicated they were ready for takeoff.
Having only flown on a commercial plane with little room and uncomfortable seats, the Learjet was luxurious in every detail for Katie and the girls. Upon taking off, they flew south over the Caribbean. Toni and Susie were glued to the windows, their noses nearly pressed to the glass as they pointed out various sightings to each other.
Katie pulled her attention from the window beside her and looked at the man who was taking her and the girls away from Haven. She and the girls had enjoyed Haven to the extent they had experienced their new lifestyle of being sluts, but the revelation that Haven had used them as prostitutes and intended to sell them for profit created an empty space inside her that she was desperate to fill in a way that only a new, committed devotion could. She found their savior looking at her intently.
“What are you thinking, sir?” she said softly.
“Well, I am trying to decide how this is going to work. I have to admit I am caught with the realization that I hadn’t planned this out very completely. You see, dear, since relocating to my current estate, prostitutes have been used by the men. I never really liked the idea of prostitutes, just like the idea of owning someone. Additionally, having a relatively unknown person coming into the estate seemed like … well, a security risk we didn’t need. Robert and the men are just as alone at the estate as I am. Sure, they could go into town for encounters, but …” He shrugged.
“You thought it would be better to have a woman at the estate you could control and come to trust, and who would be willing to satisfy the men?” she continued for him.
“Exactly, my dear. Robert found three such women instead of one.” He smiled.
“Can I be graphic with you, sir?”
He nodded, “You are sitting on my plane naked on the way to my estate, where you will be available for fucking by my men. Please, speak freely.”
Katie smiled. “Yes, sir. All of that is true, and we don’t really know any of you. Yet, here we are.” He watched her intently. “Sir, what I can tell you is that we, the girls and I, will devote ourselves to you and Robert and the other men. We will eagerly pleasure anyone you direct us to. We’ve been turned into sluts, sir. The mechanism for how that happened wasn’t really known to us, but we developed suspicions of our own. We are sluts, however, sir. We like being sluts. We like being naked and available to being touched, probed, and fucked. We will be devoted sluts to you, sir. What we want, now that we’ve learned about what Haven was, is security and belonging.” Katie looked down at her thighs crossed in front of her. “Sorry, sir. I guess I’ve rambled.”
“No, Katie, I appreciate your openness. I assure you that you and your girls will be well protected, and you will be a welcome part of the estate.” He smiled. “It will be interesting to have three such beautiful women naked at the estate,” he chuckled.
Suddenly, there was an explosion of excitement from across the narrow aisle where Susie and Toni were sitting. Katie looked over to find Abe kneeling between them at the windows. He had his hands on the insides of their parted bare thighs very near their cunts.
“Mom,” Susie exclaimed, showing no discomfort with the man casually stroking her cunt lips, “that’s the island with the estate.” A moment later, “Abe says that’s the estate below us!”
Katie rose and leaned over Abe for a look. She felt a hand on her bare ass and glanced back to find Mr. Stanislaus. She smiled at him. As she leaned further for a better look, her tits pressed into the back of Abe’s head, she felt fingers between her thighs, and she opened them a bit further to provide better access. Fingers slid over her cunt, and she gasped. Abe tried to turn at the sound but was trapped underneath her tits. The girls, however, looked and smiled with recognition at seeing Mr. Stanislaus fondling her.
Katie straightened and turned, which caused his fingers to leave her slick cunt lips. She stood, a bit unsteadily, very near him, took his hand, and replaced it at her cunt. His other hand rose and took a hard nipple firmly in his fingers.
“May I kiss you, sir?” Katie asked with arousal shining in her eyes.
He leaned toward her in answer and kissed her softly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him properly, as a slut. The plane banked for the landing approach, and they stumbled and awkwardly returned to their seats.
He leaned forward and touched her knee. She parted her legs with a mischievous smile. He smiled back at her. “My dear,” he uttered, “I have not touched or been touched by a woman in a very long time. Will you and your daughters be patient with me?”
She giggled, “Sir, we’ll be anything you want us to be.”
* * * *
They had to employ some subterfuge at the Grand Cayman airport. The officials at the airport were very familiar with the comings and goings of Mr. Stanislaus and his men. Checking their passports was merely a formality involving little real scrutiny. The three women remained on the plane in the far back, squeezed into the restroom, until the plane taxied into the hangar. Once there, they exited the plane and got into one of the cars going to the estate. Robert said something about getting them Official Identification and Passports, and Katie was already understanding that it meant forged documents. It wasn’t her concern, though.
The estate was indeed magnificent. The main residence was for Mr. Stanislaus, his business, and rooms for his guests who routinely came for meetings. It was massive, a 10,000 square feet, single-story building. One entire wing was Mr. Stanislaus’ personal space, including his office and conference area for business. The middle was more public with a kitchen, dining, and general living space. The other wing was devoted to guest rooms.
Another residence building was between it and the shore on one side. It contained rooms for Robert and his men, and presumably, them.
Behind the main residence was a large patio for entertaining, a large pool, and a spa. Beyond it was a path leading to a groomed beach.
Robert led the women to the secondary residence building. It was also single-story and large. The center, upon entering, was a commons area with a kitchenette and a living area with the largest flat screen TV Katie had ever seen. Down one wing were bedrooms for his team and a massive shared bathroom and shower area with multiple shower heads. The other wing was for visiting protection men who might be accompanying their own bosses.
Robert led them down their wing and pointed out the bedrooms of each man, then pointed to one that would be theirs. The women stepped inside to find a king-sized bed, a dresser, and a walk-in closet. Katie and the girls examined the room that was now their personal space in their new home. Susie opened one drawer of the dresser, expecting it to be empty.
“Mom, this drawer is filled with packages of stockings.” She opened other drawers to find a variety of very, very tiny bikinis, shelf bras, garter belts, and such erotic items.
Toni opened the walk-in closet, “Holy cow,” she exclaimed, “there are negligees, micro skirts, and sheer blouses.”
Katie turned to Robert. “The boss might feel like not much thought went into what was going to happen, but the guys and I put considerable thought into it.” Katie smiled and hugged him as he patted her ass. “The skirts and blouses probably won’t be used except for going into town.”
He then led them to the shared bathroom. Katie paused just inside, then ventured to the large, open shower space. “Since this is the only bathroom/shower on this end of the building, I assume we’ll be sharing the space with you guys?”
He chuckled, “The toilets have doors. Other than that … is there really a need for more privacy?”
Toni laughed, “Hell, no!” What a slut, Katie mused, suppressing a giggle.
Susie added excitedly, “I personally can’t wait to be fucked in there.” They all laughed.
They were led to the main building where they met Silvia, the cook. She barely even flinched when Robert brought three naked women to meet her. Silvia cooked lunch and dinner meals and cleaned up after each. There were two other women who took care of the house, and a landscaping crew. All were fully vetted and trusted. And, all had been prepared to expect naked women in the house and on the property.
Mr. Stanislaus appeared. “Katie, may I see you in my office, please?”
Robert had been about to show them the beach, but he and the girls nodded their understanding of Mr. Stanislaus taking precedence. Katie followed the boss into his side of the residence. He indicated a chair in front of his desk as he took the chair behind it. Katie thought he seemed ill at ease, which seemed totally out of character for the controlled, powerful man she had come to quickly believe him to be.
“Katie, are you really sure about what is being asked of you and your daughters?” Katie sat stunned. He didn’t believe her before? Before she could verbalize that, though, “I could take you anywhere you want to live.”
She stood and moved up to the desk and leaned over it with her hands braced on the desk to get as close as she could. “Sir, we are what we are, now. Our minds might somehow have allowed us to have some partial recognition of something done to us, but we are still what we are. We are sluts who like to fuck and be fucked, sir. To us, it is simply that. Hard to comprehend for you, perhaps, but it is real to us. What would happen to us if we went somewhere else? What was done to us is done. What is best for the girls and me is to be provided some security and control in our lives.” He stared up at her, his eyes glancing at her hanging tits, then down to her parted thighs. He finally nodded with an understanding, accepting smile. She smiled back, and the tension that sprang up within her eased. “Sir, that is why we want to be YOUR sluts. Not ownership, certainly, but for that necessary control.”
He indicated for her to sit back down, which she did. He released a big breath and leaned forward, his elbows on the desk. “I apologize, dear. I don’t do that very often,” he chuckled. “I guess I’m surprised by how much I found myself taken by you and your daughters and needed to be sure.” He gazed at her more. His eyes dropped from her face framed by her wind-blown, long, blonde hair, to her tits, and further down to her crossed legs hiding her cunt. “I can be the authority behind your security and control, but Robert will be the one in direct control unless he is with me somewhere. In that case, the other men will be.”
He rose and walked behind her. She felt his fingers at her neck before realizing that what he was doing was taking the collar off. He returned to his desk chair and dropped the collar into the wastebasket.
“As I said before, we’ll work out what you can do around here …” he smiled, “besides fucking.” Katie laughed and smiled back. “Consider this your home. I trust Robert showed you your room?” She nodded. “I hope it is okay that the three of you share a room.”
She giggled, “I’m not sure how much we’ll be sleeping there, sir.”
“That was my thought, too.” He smiled back at her. “You discovered the stockings, negligees, and slut clothes?” She nodded. “The guys had fun ***********ing all that. They will take you into town for high heels. Normally, you will just be naked. When any associates or guests are here, you will be dressed as directed. At dinner at night, you will be dressed simply in stockings and heels. Well, possibly a negligee on occasion.” He winked at her.
Katie smiled at him, “Yes, sir.” That was what she wanted: direction and control. “Sir, I would very much like to show our appreciation … physically.”
“You will, dear,” he assured her. “The men have been looking forward to this, and their desires are a lot stronger than mine at my age,” he added with a chuckle.
* * * *
She walked quickly out of the main residence in the back and jogged past the pool to the groomed path leading to the beach, where she found Robert, the girls, and three of the other men. They had been told that they always had two men on security: one in a room watching security camera feeds, and one roaming the outside.
Robert noticed the lack of a collar around Katie’s neck and began removing Susie’s. Sam did the same to Toni. Both men tossed the items into the sea. Both girls touched their necks with smiles. They were different sluts, now.
Katie stood with her daughters and boldly said, “We need to be fucked.”
The four men in front of them smiled and quickly began removing their clothes. The women watched in anxious anticipation. As slacks and shorts dropped to the sand, they were once again admiring the long, thick cocks they remembered and enjoyed. They dropped to the sand in front of them, quickly taking cocks into their hands and mouths. Katie diligently worked on Robert’s cock, Toni had one in her mouth and another in her hand, and Susie eagerly sucked on Sam’s cock.
Katie craned her head up as she sucked Robert’s cock. Looking up his body, she again marveled at the sight. These men, she thought, were like black gods with their tall, muscled bodies and large cocks. The image thrilled her, and the memories of them fucking her and the girls filled her mind and consumed her with lust.
She desperately needed the big, hard, black cock in her cunt. “Lie down,” she uttered in need. She remained on her knees as he complied, and she crawled over his legs to straddle his hips and cock. She aligned his cock to her dripping cunt and settled down over it. She leaned forward as his cock slid deeper and deeper inside her. She kissed him with the consuming passion she felt.
She stared into his eyes as her hips began moving up and down over his rigid pole. “He said you will be … hmmm … our main control,” she gasped as she plunged down over his cock and felt totally filled. “Direct us to do anything … ohhh fuckkkk … anything at all. We will do whatever you want, sir. Whatever any of you want.”
He smiled up at her, “You three are going to be fucked a lot.”
“Thank you,” she gasped. And she meant it. She knew the girls wanted it, too. This felt so different somehow. That difference made her happy and devoted.
She fucked him hard, but she could feel her arousal climbing faster than his despite her efforts at using her cunt muscles and varying her actions. It might have had something to do with his pulling, twisting, and pinching her nipples, and strumming her clit. She was ready to explode, and he encouraged it.
When her orgasm hit, he rolled them in the sand and continued fucking aggressively, his long cock driving into her cunt. He enjoyed fucking these women who were so responsive and eager. They had no qualms about fucking or sucking cock. They were eager sluts who knew what they were doing and loved every moment.
Toni was next to them, and he glanced to the side at hearing her moans and guttural cries. Four guys and three women, and Toni was the one with two guys. At the moment, she was being double penetrated, both her cunt and asshole being plowed by the guys. Toni was crying out in delirious stimulation.
Beyond Toni was Susie being aggressively fucked on her back, her legs over the shoulders of Sam as he rammed his cock into her cunt.
He had been sent in search of a woman who would be willing to be fucked. What he had found was three women not only eager to be fucked, but happy being willing sluts. It was their first day at the estate, and it was their statement that they needed to be fucked. And, fucked they were.
All the while, he had been thrusting his cock into Katie. She had already orgasmed, and he was approaching his own climax, but he was intent on bringing her to yet another orgasm. Her eyes were glazed over, moans and gasps escaping from her open mouth, as he thrust into her.
Katie desperately tried to bring her eyes to focus on Robert above her, as he thrust into her cunt. God, he was magnificent, she thought. They all were, all six of them. And they would be fucking her and the girls whenever they wanted.
“Oh fuck … oh God … oh fuck …” Katie rambled as the big, thick cock slammed into her cunt, their pubic bones jamming together, and her clit pressed hard. What was he waiting for, she thought; she needed him to cum, to fill her cunt with his seed. Then, she saw the strain in his expression and realized he wanted to bring her to another orgasm, and she released herself to the built-up flood she was holding back.
She cried out in orgasm and immediately felt his cock pulse with his climax, only a moment before she felt his cum pump into her body. The beach sounded filled with the moans, gasps, and groans of release. Katie turned her head to the side and found Toni gasping in a heap, with her on top of one man and another on top of her. She sighed deeply and smiled.
“What’s the big smile for?” Robert asked as he lightly kissed her mouth and face, his cock still buried inside her.
“Hmmm,” she sighed again, “that was a wonderful fuck, and by the looks of it, my girls experienced the same.” She reached up to hold his strong face, just as chiseled as his muscled body. She kissed him, “We’re home. I know this is where we will be safe, and where we will be appreciated.”
He chuckled, “We truly do appreciate you and your daughters. Like I said before, you three are going to be well fucked here.” She smiled at that … again. It was all she wanted for the girls and herself.
* * * *
Katie and the girls elected to wear sheer baby-doll negligees for dinner in an interest to satisfy Mr. Stanislaus’s desire for a touch of formality to the evening meal. Without yet having high heels, they were barefoot when the three went in search of Silvia, the local woman who cooked for the men. The dining room was set for 10 at the massive table. The dining room itself had an entire wall of floor-to-ceiling windows facing lush landscaping. Silvia was busy in the kitchen with the final touches to the meal as the three women entered, and dressed so their bodies were very visible.
The woman was clearly taken aback by the appearance of three nearly naked white women. It was going to take time for her to be comfortable with their presence at the resort, obviously. Katie told her she could leave as soon as the meal was served. The woman objected that she had to clean first.
“Silvia,” Katie said with a big smile, “the girls and I will clean the dining room and kitchen. You go spend time with your husband and family. I have talked to Mr. Stanislaus, and you will be paid the same. We want to do this to do our part here at the estate. We need to be useful, Sylvia.”
Silvia’s eyes got big in surprise and, perhaps, disbelief. Katie nodded. Silvia made a move as if to hug, but stopped. Hugging another woman who was naked …
Katie stepped up to the woman and hugged her tightly. “We will see you tomorrow?” Katie said softly into the side of her head.
“Si, Miss Katie, si.” She pulled back and looked at Katie and the two girls. “Thank you. Mr. Stanislaus is very generous, and now you. Thank you.”
The men began arriving for dinner. Mr. Stanislaus was at the head of the table, of course, and whatever seating arrangement might have been standard previously was altered to allow for one of the women to be inserted among the men, who were not bashful about touching the woman next to them as if they’d all been together for a long time.
* * * *
“Is something bothering you, dear?” came a soft voice from behind her, which gave her a start. Katie was reclining on a pool deck lounge chair in the dark. It was very late, or very early depending on perspective.
She sat up, swinging her feet to the side, and was standing as Mr. Stanislaus approached, wearing a short robe. His arms were open, and she comfortably eased into his embrace. She had just met him for the first time yesterday, and his gentle touch was so very natural and caring. “Aren’t you chilled, Katie? The night temperatures drop with the sun.”
“A little chilled, I guess, but no, not bothered, sir. Not at all. I … I don’t know … I woke up and eased myself out of Frank’s bed so I wouldn’t wake him. I was awake, sir, but not because of worry or trouble or doubt.”
“Then, what, dear?” he prodded as he held her and lightly stroked her naked back. Yes, he thought to himself, it has been a very long time since he had allowed himself this contact. “What has you up by yourself at this hour? I find that as I get older, I wake during the night, and it was only for a glance outside that I saw your shape here.”
Katie had her head on his shoulder as she surrendered to his soft embrace and touch. “I … I think I just wanted to feel myself being here. Thank you for bringing us here, sir.” She felt him tighten the embrace. “Sir, can I ask you something?” He nodded. “You said you didn’t feel comfortable with the prostitutes.” He nodded again. “The girls and I are different?”
A soft chuckle escaped him, and he separated them just enough to face her. “I admit I wondered that, too. If what Robert found was merely a slut willing to fuck six men, so be it. I would separate myself from her in response. She would only be for the men, and I doubted she would last long. When he found you, however, he was convinced you were different. Yes, you were willing to fuck, but there was more. You and the girls might be sluts, but you wanted more; you wanted to belong somewhere. That you chose to make Silvia’s job easier for her was proof of that.” He pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. “Yes, Katie, you and your daughters are different, and I am glad you are here.”
Katie knew she was aroused. This arousal was different, though. With other men, her arousal stemmed from desire for her own release, even though it was achieved by pleasuring the man she was with. This time, with this man, her arousal was for him, only.
“Sir,” she carefully whispered, “you said earlier that it has been a long time.” She stared into his eyes in the darkness. “I want very much to end that for you. I won’t fuck you, I will love you, sir.”
“Yes,” he uttered, “you are very different.”
He took her hand, and he led her to the main residence and the sliding door that opened to his bedroom suite. The room was lit by a subdued light coming from the bathroom, providing just enough light to see shapes in the room. They stood near the king-sized bed where he had obviously been sleeping, and the sheets now lay tossed about after getting up.
He reached up to touch both of her tits as his eyes held her. Even in the darkness, she could tell how tentative, maybe even how unsure his touch was. She added her hands over his and pressed them firmly onto her tits, her hardened nipples pressed into his palms. She leaned forward and lightly kissed him on the lips, then another kiss that was harder and more passionate.
A soft moan escaped his mouth into hers, and she raised her hands to pull him tighter against her body, his body yielding any resistance or any remaining hesitancy. He kissed her back with his own passion, his arms encircling her, and he stroked down her bare back to her butt.
She moved her hands between them and opened the tie holding his robe together. She slid her hands inside the robe, slid them over the bare skin inside, and gently pressed a hand over his cock, which she found already hard.
“OH … my God,” he uttered as she began to slowly stroke his hard cock. “Will you be patient … gentle … with me? It has been …”
With a hand still stroking his cock, she moved the other behind his head and pulled him tight for another hard kiss. She parted just enough to kiss his nose playfully. “As I said before, sir, the girls and I will be patient or anything else you wish us to be. You only need to direct your sluts, sir, and we will comply with any pleasure, in any manner, wherever you wish, and with whom you wish. That is how we will show our gratitude for you rescuing us, even if it was from something we didn’t comprehend, or that you had additional motives.”
She eased the open robe down his arms to drop to the floor. She eased him with herself to the bed, where she crawled backwards onto it with a hand pulling him with her. She lay him on his back, and she kissed him while on her knees with additional kisses trailing from his lips to his neck, shoulders, chest, stomach, and, finally, her goal of his hard cock. She kissed the head lightly and felt it react to her touch. She kissed down the shaft, and even subconsciously, her mind recorded that it was a nice size, much shorter than the other men, but still nice-sized.
“Oh … God,” she heard him utter again. “The way I have … lived, I don’t … think you could be … an angel … and this isn’t a dream …” he softly gasped as she kissed and took his cock into her mouth and slowly sucked, and pushed her mouth down over his cock, sucking harder as she pulled back to the head.
She released his cock as she knelt beside him, and the lust-filled smile she gave him might not have been visible in the darkened room. She swung her leg over his body and aligned herself over his cock, which she grasped and raised. She moved both to locate her hole and slowly pressed her cunt down over it as another gasp and moan escaped him.
“Oh … my God,” he muttered again. “You … oooooo … you’re so … wet and hot … and ohhh … how you squeeze … around me …”
As she moved her hips up and down, her cunt clasping as hard as she could around his cock as it stroked him, she leaned forward to kiss him again. “Give yourself to it, sir, and let me return you to these pleasures.” She kissed him more, “You can use my girls and me anytime you might desire.” He groaned louder.
It wasn’t just him, though. Katie was on fire, too. The feeling of being a slut at Haven had been tempered by the heavy programming, and, somehow, the erasure of Haven from her mind had opened her to additional experience and personal resolve. She was this man’s slut. She was the slut for this estate, she and her girls, and that resolve changed everything for her. She fucked him easily with long strokes, she used her cunt with increased determination, and she was intent on bringing this man, whoever he really was, to a climax he would remember, and she would do it by raising him to the verge of climax, tempering it, and playing his cock like a fine instrument. And, she would wash his cock with her own orgasm at the same moment.