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All three of us, Sir? I don't understand why three? Why Jenny not here? This is confusing.
Elvie, be quiet and do as I say.
Her eyebrows go up and not another sound comes from her. I tell Susan and Karen to start the massage and I will be back after my shower. The shower is a quick one and I am back in the bedroom in under ten minutes. Susan and Karen are on either side of Elvie's legs, a finger traces Elvie's crack from cunt to coccyx. As I am getting undressed. Susan takes the position behind Elvie and licks up the same path, only stopping briefly at the rosebud.
Now on the bed, I push a hand under Elvie and find her clit as Susan resets and licks up again, this time stopping to circle Elvie's rosebud with her tongue. I move on Elvie's clit at the same time, and Elvie pushes her ass in the air. Susan's tongue pushes through the rosebud, Elvie's ass raises higher. I push fingers into Elvie's cunt, mauling her clit at the same time as Karen grabs Elvie's left tit, and plays with a nipple. Elvie is flopping around. She is gasping for air, and trying to speak. The speaking part isn't working. I pull Susan off, pushing my cock into her asshole and Susan takes over the attack on the girl's cunt.
Karen has a hand on each breast and is torturing two nipples. Elvie doesn't know whether to shit or go blind. I am deep inside the girl and feel every movement of Susan's fingers inside Elvie's cunt. I find the stimulation far too great and I dump cum inside Elvie.
I have slipped out of her and the girls are just gently caressing her. Elvie continues to shake. Susan, speaking softly, asks, Elvie, love, are you OK?
The response is a quivering, Yes. I think so. Why you do that to me? I lose control of my body. It never that way before.
You are now part of us. You are no longer the maid. You still run the house but, you are same as k'Ren and me. Ron approve this. He love you like he love us.
Ronald? This true, you love me?
Yeh, Elvie it's true. You are mine for two reasons now. You belong to me and I love you. That is also true for k'Ren and Susan. I love them and they belong to me now.
Oh, Ronald, what about Jenny?
And Elvie hears giggles from the two girls. Friend, tomorrow night it is the three of us plus Ron on that girl. Hehe, she joins us too. We are all four equal now.
Jenny know this?
Not yet.
OK but I feel sorry for her. I worry she feels scared right now.
And I sense Elvie is right. It's time for an executive decision. Susan, Karen, go find Jenny and eat her out good, Kiss her and let her know you love her. Go now!
Elvie you are here with me tonight.
Sir, may I tell you something I hiding?
OK, Elvie, what is it?
Sir, I love you too. From the beginning I love you. I afraid to tell you. I know Jenny love you too. She afraid you tell her to go again.
I guess I am not surprised but, it does reset the table a bit. I do feel love for each of them. I didn't expect to do so but, I do. These four are now equals in a way I had not considered before. It is the completion of the cabal. But the young ones on the floor below just will not work out. In truth, they are just too young to be the maids, and even the older ones are too young without an even older sister or mother. They need to go.
So what are we to do with these five girls? I don't think we can keep them. Why bother testing? Use them this week and send them all back home.
Sir, they not have real home. I like Jas and Joydee. They are good and smart. They make good helpers.
If we pick them we have their two sisters. That is four out of the five. Elvie, it doesn't work.
Why? We have the room now.
Elvie, I do not want eight lovers. And, do I take four and send one away? That is not smart either. Plus I do not think Joydee and Jas want in my bed. Lastly, their sisters are too young for me. I do not want them at all. We don't split up sisters. So no.
Don't decide yet. Wait a week.
Elvie, they can clean for the week but, I don't see any way they stay. Now it's time to sleep!
Elvie snuggles into me, a beautiful seventeen-year-old in love with a fifty-five-year-old man. Is this how all those stories were born?
Last night was my first night in our new house but, with all the excitement and confusion, I didn't appreciate it nearly as much as I might have. The house still needs a lot more cleaning and straightening but, it is an amazing place.
The master bedroom suite covers the entire third floor. Susan brings coffee and breakfast up to me this morning. There is an area with a table and chairs where I can have a private meal. There is a room that is nothing but a walk-in closet and dressing room, with built-in dresser, mirrors and chest of drawers. The bedroom is a bed, two night stands, end of the bed bench, couch, two easy chairs and that table and chairs. The bathroom has a Jacuzzi, a very nice shower, two incredible sinks with tricked out faucets and an upscale quality toilet. There is a hot water heater so the sinks, bath and shower are not cold water affairs.
All in all, I fell into a sweet deal. As there is no internet connection yet, I am spending some time with my smart phone. It's almost noon and I haven't left the suite.
There is a knock on my door. Come in.
It's Jenny.
Sir, do I need to leave?
Why do you ask?
You bring Elvie to you last night and then you send Susan and Karen to me to keep me company. Why you do that unless you sad for me but need me to leave?
You may not leave. You may never leave. Is that clear enough?
Sir?
Do not ask me again if you should leave. The answer is ‘never.'
But you leave me out last night.
Last night was for Elvie. Do you not think she deserves a night with me?
Yes, Sir, she do.
Tonight is your night with me. Now stop being stupid.
Oh! OMG! Oh! Shit! Sorry, sorry, sorry! Oo1, I am bobo! I go now! Sorry, sorry!
And she all but runs out the door.
The news from the USA is more of the same. Different names, same bullshit. Different fights, same reasons. There are times I just want to scream, ‘Grow up!' But who the hell would listen and even if they did, I doubt they would think I am talking about them.
The world news, according to Reuters, isn't any better. It occurs to me that laws are only the enforcement of rules against the powerless and meaningless to the powerful. ‘Law and order' to some extent is a euphemism for ‘quiescence and control.' If religion is the opiate of the masses, national governments are the Tasers. Nationalist movements might start as open to dissent, though most don't but, over time, rights get whittled away in the name of security. And what is being secured? Not the simple folk, no, it's the property owned by the wealthy. I don't give a rat's ass which country you are thinking about. It's true for just about all of them. And if it isn't, it's because you live in a country that has confused opiates with power and good luck with that.
It's one of the reasons I am afraid to use an email account to connect with the guy who wrote the damned stories that sort of set all this in motion. I am as paranoid of them now as he seems to be. I think he is right. What happens if what I have here becomes known to others? I'm fucked.
Yeh, I get it. He is actually pretty brave to post these stories. He says they are fictional. Yeh, change a few names, move some events around and sure, it's fiction. Just as much as the nine girls downstairs, so long as I change a name and add or subtract a year becomes fiction. Holy shit. I wonder where that school he wrote about really is.
Reuters has a section under the Life topic called “Oddly Enough.” I think this life I have here qualifies.
There's another knock on the door. I am wondering if it is Elvie or Jenny again. I suspect Susan would just walk in and Karen is in school.
Come in.
Jas enters. What the fuck? Why is she up here? This was the first place that was cleaned and it was done before I got back from Immigration.
What do you need?
What I need to do to be special?
Nothing Jas. At the end of the week, you and your sister go home.
Sir, there is no home.
I am sorry to hear that but, you can't stay. Jas, what do you think happens if you are ‘special?'
I get to stay.
What happens if you stay?
I live here. I safe. Maybe I in your bed. Maybe I like that.
What happens to your sister?
Sir?
Well, is she special?
Maybe no.
So I would be sending her where when I take you?
No, Sir, she would stay with me.
But she is not special and only special girls can stay.
Oh! So if I need to stay with her, if she is not special, I need to leave too, even if I am special?
Yes.
What if she is also special? Oh! I see. Before I say I not want that, so that why I must go. Sir, if I say you can be with her, you want her?
Jas, I have plenty of girls now.
But Sir, would you want a girl her age?
How old is she, Jas?
Twelve, she is twelve.
Jas I only want to be with girls who understand the choices they are making. If they are too young, I don't want them.
Sir, that is wise. Sir, if she knows, you want her.
What about you, what about your mother and father, your uncles and aunts? Will they not be upset?
No one but me to complain. All gone. Sir, if I say it is OK, you want her?
Jas, the likelihood that Elvie will find her not even good enough in the basics. She certainly will not be special. She is too young to know how to cook, clean, do the washing, and all else that needs to be done. It will never come to the point where I will have to answer that question. The two of you are leaving at the end of the week.
Yes, Sir. May I go now, Sir?
Yeh, you may leave.
Oh Sir, I not mean leave the house, I mean leave this room.
Yeh, Jas, you may leave the room.
Thank you, Sir.
I miss not having a TV. There is a hookup for one in this room but, no set. I need something to distract me. I am not doing much more than contemplating my navel when the door opens and Susan walks in. OK, well that was one assumption that proved correct.
You caused quite a commotion downstairs.
How?
What did you say to Jas?
No, Susan, what was the commotion about?
That they are all, except maybe one, leaving but it is unlikely that the last one will stay because she isn't really any good at cleaning or cooking.
I told them they were leaving last night. What's the big deal?
It is because they know why now.
I thought I had made that clear last night as well.
Yes you did but, not in a way that they really understood. Last night they were trying to protect their younger sisters. Today they decide you really don't seem to want the younger sisters. So they are investigating what it takes for them to be special so they and their sister can stay.
And I tell them they can't because the sister will not be special and so they must go with their sister. I thought I made it clear that unless for some reason we found someone really special, they would be going.
You did.
So?
So then they realize, that they want to stay and be special but, you won't let them because the younger sister isn't special. So didn't Jas ask you if you want the younger sister?
Yes.
What you tell her?
I told her that I don't think I would ever have to answer that question, because I don't think Elvie will find her good enough for me to even have to consider that she could be special. Beyond that I don't want to be with anyone who doesn't really understand the meaning and consequences of what they are asking to happen. So no, their sisters cannot stay and therefore Jas cannot stay. Last night I told them they were going back home at the end of the week. Nothing has changed.
Yes something has changed.
What?
Last night the older girls think you are maybe an evil monster.
OK and?
Now they find out that you may be evil but you aren't a monster. You don't even want them. That has them upset.
I see. But it is not my problem. If they aren't able to concentrate on the work, send them home now.
You don't mean… Oh, OK you are serious. OK I will talk to them. And Susan leaves.
Fifteen minutes later Elvie is at the door.
Ronald, they are too scared to work. They think you are sending them home now.
I am, unless they are working, I have no reason to keep them here.
But Jas and Joydee are so good for me that I not want to lose them.
Elvie, one way or the other, they are leaving. They leave now, or at the end of the week but, they are leaving. We will start over looking for someone else once they leave. Elvie, this is an order. I never want to hear about this matter again. I have made up my mind.
Yesterday you said you would wait until the end of the week.
I didn't. You asked and I did not agree. I just said that they could stay until the end of the week. Tell me Elvie, do you honestly think you will rate either Jas's younger sister or Aimelyn as special?
But Sir!
Answer the question!
No, I not think I can do that.
That is only one of the reasons why they go. I am not splitting up the Ate's from the younger girls and I am not going to take on two girls who can't do what we need and are too young for me as they don't have the judgment to understand what they are asking for me to do. So no more. It is done.
Elvie is crying. She is blubbering. I will teach them what they need to know. I will teach them how to cook. I will teach then to do laundry correctly.
Will you teach them how to take my cock in their ass as they lick their sister's cunt? For Christ sake, Elvie, there is a world of difference between twelve and fourteen.
Yes! Yes I will teach them that too! You will see. Give me two weeks and me and Jenny and Susan, we will teach them. You will have the best sexy, fuck crazy twelve-year-olds in the Philippines. You will see.
And you think their sisters will put up with this?
YES! YES! They want this now.
Why Elvie? Why?
You not know what life they have. I know. I tell them if they stay they belong to you. You own them. You wait, all will say yes.
All? There are five down there. Not even all the older ones are good.
They will all be good or I will get rid of a bad one myself.
Elvie I don't want or need nine bedmates.
Why you complain? You not man enough to be good to us?
Really? You are going to try that on me? I am not man enough to want to fuck nine girls, two of whom are twelve? Oh Elvie, nice try but, really, that isn't going to work.
I talk to Jenny and Susan and then we come back and talk. I am sorry I make you angry but, this not right, Ronald. And she storms out of the door.
There is one person in the world I want to talk with and no way to do it. It is so frustrating!
I am pacing the floor, cussing at the wall, staring out a window. I don't want to walk out into a hornet's nest of self-righteous misplaced anger. I feel trapped in my own gilded castle.
The door opens and in comes Susan, Jenny, Elvie, Jas and Joydee. I look from one to another and then back to Susan. Please explain this.
Ron, there comes a time when we all have to be in the same room and talk honestly. I think I know what you told Elvie and quite honestly, if I understand correctly, I want to kiss you for what you said and how you feel. I feel my faith in you and your judgment is correct. I also understand what Elvie is saying she wants. But it is something that needs to be discussed with all your girls and if k'Ren was back from school, she would be here too. Because all of it requires that Jas and Joydee understand exactly what is going on, I decided that they must be part of the discussion. So since you have been kind enough to allow me to speak first, let me start by talking to Jas and Joydee.
Susan turns her body to face them directly, takes a second, maybe to collect her thoughts before speaking.
Girls, everyone who lives permanently in this house belongs by love and commitment for life to Ron. This is not a small thing. It is not a week, or a year or a few years. We are here for life. All four of us. Ron is committed to love and care for us for the rest of his life. Maybe he is a silly man to think he can do this for four women but, he has made that commitment. He will not permit others to stay here permanently who are not equally committed. Maybe, possibly but, unlikely, one or both of you could make that commitment, join him in love and in his bed. But your sisters, in his view, and in my view, are too young to make that commitment, even if you would permit it. Elvie told Ron, she wants you two to stay, that she would teach your sisters to do all that was needed to care for the house. She would also teach your sisters about having sex with him, while at the same time he was having sex with you. I don't think you really want this and he doesn't want it either. He gets the final say and it really does not matter what Elvie and I want. Still I believe you need to hear from all of us. Before you get the final answer, and I suspect Jenny has something to say too, I allow you two to speak if Ron agrees that you should be allowed. Do you Ron?
Well, I can't say you haven't been fair in what you just said but, before I agree,… Jenny, do you have anything you want to say? She doesn't. … Elvie, other than the addition that you wanted an extra week to teach them, has Susan spoken correctly?
Yes, she speaks the truth.
OK, then Joydee and Jas may speak.
The two look at each other, and via facial expressions of pursed lips, and eyebrows, the spokesgirl is chosen. It is Joydee.
Jas and me, we talk and we decide we want to stay. We argue with Susan and Elvie, we should be allowed to stay and we take care of our sisters. They stay here but not be a problem. We not understand why you say ‘no' to us. First we think you an evil man who just wants to fuck young girls. Then you say we stay virgins and we think, maybe you like girls around but no interest in sex, like a monk. Then you say you fuck the ones who live here and we confused again. Then Jas and me think, OK we fuck you and you will leave our sisters alone. But you say we have to leave. We confused again. … I right Jas? Jas raises eyebrows. OK so we go to Elvie. We know we do a really good job. We tell her we be good girls for her, just do whatever it takes to allow us to stay. No matter what, we do it. But now, I think we not sure. Right? She is looking at Jas. Jas is not answering in any fashion and we all see what she hasn't said or shown. Joydee is the one to note, Oh, maybe she sure now. I not sure.
I look at Jas. I think you have better speak for yourself.
Jas is angry. You say I have to be in the room when you have sex with my sister?
Let me answer that by asking Susan a question. I suggest you listen closely. Susan have you, k'Ren and I had sex together?
Yes.
Remember, it is you who brought these two girls in here. Now, … Have I had my cock up your sister's ass while your fingers were in her cunt?
Yes, Ron, I have had sex with my sister while you have sex with my sister.
Now Jas, do you have anything else to say or ask?
No, Sir. I think Joydee and me need to talk.
OK but understand, I have to agree, and my girls have to agree. Right now the only one who is even tempted to agree with you is Elvie. So if you want you and your sister to stay, understanding what will happen, even if Elvie can teach them enough, you have to convince us. More importantly, I have to be convinced that your sisters have the maturity to understand what they commit to. I honestly, do not think that is possible. Lastly, I am not interested in anyone who is fucking for a job. If you can't show me some real desire to be with me, and I haven't seen anything close to that from either of you, no matter how good Elvie thinks you are, I will not consider you special.
Yes, Sir. Thank you for telling the truth.
Elvie, please bring them downstairs.
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