Have Faith

Chapter 20

Each day, Jane would leave for work and give Heather to the girls. Faith was allowed to relax and pamper herself. She mostly used this time to darken her all-over tan before going back to school. Sometimes, she would wander over to the corral to watch the training. While she did not like being a pony at all, she found that she did understand what people saw in it. Seeing a near-naked girl prancing with her knees high was an incredibly erotic sight.

Kim was quite beautiful. She still had a touch of baby fat that gave her a youthful and innocent look but she also had very enticing feminine curves. And her well developed chest looked luscious even to Faith who was an avowed heterosexual.

What Faith found surprising was her attraction to Heather. If Kim was beautiful, Heather was stunningly gorgeous. Every aspect of her, taken singularly or in combination with the other features, was divine. Faith loved watching her muscles straining with each new exercise. She loved the way her body glistened in the sunlight from her exertions. She loved the way her hair billowed out behind her as she ran. And she loved the way the full, firm breasts bobbed and swayed as she moved.

On Heather's second day of captivity, Jane had instructed Faith to shave the new slavegirl. Faith had done that in the morning before sending her out to meet the twins in the barn. Faith even thought that Heather's sex was beautiful. It easily opened into a delicate flower with dewy petals and a coral pink nubbin at the top. Jane had also instructed Faith to give the new girl an orgasm so Faith made sure to keep brushing against the little pink pearl with her fingers as she stroked the razor through the black bush. By the time Heather's mound had been denuded, she was panting and moaning and it only took a couple of flicks of Faith's tongue to push her over the edge.

Heather was exhausted and sunburned after her day of training by the twins. Her porcelain skin would eventually tan up but it was obvious that the new slave had rarely seen the sun during the summer. Faith inherited some new chores. Each morning, she was to give Heather a massage and then lead her in stretching exercises. She was to apply sun screen to Heather in the morning and then at least one more time during the day. And she was to give her a rub down and bather her after training. The twins were not real wild about Faith taking over the bathing. They enjoyed their little masturbation ritual at the showers with their slaves. They grumbled but had to make do with just toying with Kim's body.

Faith loved her new tasks. She diligently kneaded all of Heather's sore muscles and again marveled at the beauty of the naked woman lying on the table in front of her. Even though she was a self-proclaimed heterosexual, she found herself becoming aroused by the nearness of her slave sister. After she kneaded the muscles of one part of the body, her fingers danced over the smooth, flawless flesh, delicately caressing Heather's body.

When Faith finished massaging the back, she had Heather turn over and she repeated the actions on the front. Jane had not instructed her to give Heather an orgasm but, then again, she had not prohibited it. So once she finished her chore, she toyed with her slave sister's body until she climaxed. She coaxed a second orgasm out of Heather when she applied the sun screen and then sent her out to be trained by the twins.

On the third day of Heather's slavery, training finished before Jane got home so Faith took her charge from the twins and led her to the bath. She gave her a brief rub down as the tub was filling and then let Heather relax in the hot, steamy water.

"You are awfully beautiful,' said Heather as she looked at Faith who was kneeling by the tub. "And awfully caring. Thank you for pampering me."

"You are welcome," replied Faith. "I love taking care of you. And thank you for thinking that I'm pretty but, if I'm beautiful, I don't know what word could possibly describe you. You are way beyond beautiful."

"Thank you," replied Heather. "Won't you join me in the tub? There's plenty of room for two."

Faith got up and stepped into the tub, settling back against the older slave. The feel of the warm, full breasts flattening against her back was electrifying and sent thrills through her body. And when Heather reached around and cradled Faith's breasts in her palms, Faith trembled slightly and felt another thrill rush through her.

They chatted as they soaked and Heather let her hands roam freely. Faith was in heaven as the beautiful woman held her and caressed her. Faith kept hoping that the woman's hands would stroke her sex but instead, they concentrated on the breasts, occasionally moving to caress her belly or arms or even legs.

"The girls told me that your mother is your mistress," Heather finally said.

"Yes, she was for a week earlier in the summer," Faith responded.

"How did that feel?"

"Pretty embarrassing," replied Faith honestly. "But this whole summer has been full of embarrassments. And eventually, you get used to it and it's not so embarrassing."

"Yes, I know what you mean. It's pretty embarrassing to be controlled and trained by a couple of fourteen year olds. But I'm getting used to it. You have a very sexual and open family."

"Yes," said Faith. "I'm learning that. I never know who will show up next and join in."

"I take it that you didn't know until recently."

"I had no idea," responded Faith. "Even when the twins captured me, I had no idea. I thought it was just a juvenile prank."

Heather gave the two breasts a squeeze. "Well, for the record, I'm glad they did capture you. I love being with you."

Faith felt another thrill surge through her body at the words. She turned her head and kissed Heather who returned the kiss with enthusiasm. "I love being with you too," Faith said once the kiss was broken.

"Let's get out of the tub," said Heather. "I want to make love with you." They got out and dried each other and then padded to the bed where they made love until Jane arrived home and that was how their mistress found them.

"Here are my two lovelies," smiled Jane as she entered the bedroom. Faith was lying on the bed with Heather on top. Each of their tongues was slowly probing the other. They had each brought the other to two climaxes so they were just leisurely arousing one another now.

Heather lifted her head and smiled at Jane. "Hello, Mistress."

Jane walked to the bed and sat down, running her hand down Heather's back, enjoying the satiny softness. "Hello, pets."

"Hello, Mistress," said Faith as she paused for a moment. "I hope you don't' mind."

Jane reached down and combed her fingers through Faith's hair. "I don't mind at all. I know that beautiful slavegirls are easily aroused and frequently need release. I know that you keep saying how straight you are, dear, but you look like a cute little lesbian to me."

Faith blushed as she realized how true the words were. "Yes, Mistress. I understand. But I still think I'm straight. I only like women when I'm a slavegirl."

"How about you, little rug muncher?" Jane asked as she stroked Heather's nearest breast. "Are you straight?"

"No, Mistress," replied Heather. "I'm definitely bi."

"Bi is good," smiled Jane. "I'm definitely lesbian but I still like a good cock now and then. So maybe I have a little bi in me. Speaking of cock, what did you decide about your husband?"

Faith giggled at the question but Heather blushed. "I still don't know, Mistress. I don't know how he will react. Could you meet him and then we can talk about what I should do?"

"Of course, pet," replied Jane as she gave Heather's bottom a playful swat. "I'd be happy to meet him. Now go ahead and finish your meals. I want to check on the girls."

Faith and Heather resumed their love making and later, when Jane came to bed, they made love to her.