Panther Girls

Chapter 14

"I'm thinking of marrying again," announced Papa over breakfast one morning. "How would you feel about that?" All four of them were dressed and were seated at the table.

"I am fine with anything that will make you happy, Papa," Gabrielle responded. "Who is the lucky woman?"

"I don't know," he said. "I haven't started looking yet."

"Oh," replied Gabrielle with surprise in her voice. "I assumed you already had someone in mind. Why do you want to get married?"

"I have my needs too," he remarked. "I can't just fuck you and your girls for the rest of my life."

Gabrielle's face turned crimson at the comment. Sarah had to stifle back a gasp. And Emily's jaw dropped. Sarah had suspected that the two of them had become lovers after the kidnapping but, if they had, they were very discrete about it. There were virtually no clues and she had no real evidence until now.

Gabrielle cleared her throat before speaking. "Yes, girls, it's true. Papa and I are sometimes lovers."

"I'm very happy for you, Mistress," replied Sarah for lack of anything else to say. "And you too, Papa."

"Me too, Mistress," added Emily. "And Papa."

Gabrielle placed a hand on each of theirs and squeezed them lightly. "Thank you, pets. I hadn't planned on you knowing, but now you do."

"Oops," said Papa. "I guess that was not very smart of me."

"I hope that you are not disappointed in me, pets," said Gabrielle later when she had the two girls alone with her.

"No, Mistress," replied Emily. "We aren't disappointed; surprised maybe, but not disappointed."

"I can understand that," said Gabrielle. "I would be surprised too. Papa has never really gotten over the loss of my mother, though. I'm the only thing left of my mother and I look a lot like her. I decided to offer myself to him."

"When did this start, Mistress?" asked Sarah, curiously.

"Shortly after the rescue," replied Gabrielle. "Within a week of our rescue, in fact."

"Well, I don't even know why I asked, Mistress," said Sarah. "I was just curious. It doesn't really change anything."

And that discussion was left behind. Some nights, Gabrielle would send Sarah to service her father and Emily would look after his needs on other nights. When he was out of town, Gabrielle would gather both of her girls into her bed to enjoy their soft warm bodies. And occasionally, the girls would spend the night together enjoying one another. They now knew that it was on these nights that the father was fucking the daughter.

Sarah frequently thought that she should offer to service Papa more frequently so that Gabrielle did not have to. But she was never sure that her mistress viewed it as a chore. Gabrielle never complained about it or seemed to view an upcoming session with anything even close to dread.

Instead, the Mistress seemed to look forward to her sessions with Papa. Once the secret was out in the open, she even had her slave girls prepare her for her evenings of incestuous debauchery. They would bathe their mistress and preen and pamper her and send her on her way to her illicit rendezvous.

On a recent evening, she surprised her two girls. "I'm going to be his little slave girl tonight. Put this in."

Gabrielle held out a small felt box which Emily accepted. She gasped when she opened it. Their steel nose rings had been cut off and long ago discarded. In the box was a new, beautiful gold nose ring. "Are you sure, Mistress?" asked Emily.

"Yes, pet. I'm sure."

Emily nodded and tilted Gabrielle's head back. Then she carefully fit the ring through the hole that had been punched in the mistress' septum by the outlaws. She clicked it shut and then rotated it so that the place where the two ends fit together was hidden. She let it fall onto her mistress' upper lip and then stepped back.

"How does it look?" asked Gabrielle.

"It's beautiful, Mistress," replied Sarah who was feeling pretty uncomfortable with the idea of her mistress being a slave girl. "It makes you look very exotic."

"Good," smiled Gabrielle, feeling the metal lying on her upper lip. "Now you can shave me."

Sarah gasped this time. "Are you sure, Mistress?"

"Yes pet, I'm sure. I want to surprise him."

"Oh, I'm sure he'll be surprised, Mistress," said Emily.

Sarah got the supplies that she and Emily shared to keep their pussies smooth. She knelt between her mistress' thighs and lathered up the mound before starting to swipe the razor across it. When she had finished, Gabrielle lifted her legs and spread them wide. "Check for any strays."

"Yes, Mistress." Sarah swiped the razor a few more times and then ran her fingers over the areas that she had just deforested. Gabrielle was positively flowing as Sarah ran her fingers across the slick labia. "Smooth like a baby, Mistress."

"Good girl," smiled Gabrielle.

There were many remaining preparations. Gabrielle was going all out. She had the girls cuff her wrists and lock them behind her back. She had them attach clamps to her nipples and ruby pendants dangled from the crushed buds. She had them attach a diaphanous veil that covered all of her face but her forehead and her big, beautiful brown eyes. Then she had them oil her bottom.

"Mistress?" gasped Emily as she heard the latest command. "Why are you doing all of this?"

"To please Papa," said the mistress who was a slave for the night. "I talked to Rosalita last week. She used to be Mama's handmaid. I told her that I give myself to Papa occasionally and asked her what Mama used to do that he liked. She gave me all kinds of ideas and being his slave girl was one of them. Taking her anally was another."

"Have you ever done that?" asked Sarah. And then she remembered the outlaws raping all three of them during their captivity and frequently claiming their bottoms. "Oh yeah. I remember. But do you like it?"

"No," replied Gabrielle. "Not particularly. But this is a gift for Papa."

"I'm sure he'll love it, Mistress," said Emily. "And I hope you do too."

"Me too, pet. Now oil me up."

"Can you bend over, Mistress?" asked Emily.

Gabrielle moved her feet apart and then bent at the waist, grasping her calves. Sarah poured a little oil between the firm bottom cheeks of her owner and Emily rubbed it around the pink little pucker. Sarah poured a little more and Emily rubbed it around.

"Inside, pets," instructed Gabrielle. "You have to get it inside."

Emily groaned at the latest instruction. She pointed her finger at the center of the little rosebud and reluctantly pushed her finger forward. The little opening yielded and the tip of her finger slipped into her mistress' bottom. Gabrielle moaned at the intrusion.

"More oil, sis," said Emily as she slowly moved the tip of her finger in and out. Sarah poured more oil between the cheeks and Emily took advantage of it to push her finger deeper. Finally, she had her entire finger embedded in her mistress' ass and was pumping it easily in and out between the firm, rounded globes. Gabrielle was panting, taking rapid breaths as she adjusted to the finger.

"Are you okay, Mistress?" asked Emily.

"Yes," panted Gabrielle. "Another finger. He's big. Prepare me."

Sarah sucked in her breath at that command. She never would have guessed that they would have to prepare their mistress this way.

Emily pulled her finger back out and then placed two of them together. She worked more slowly now and Sarah poured more oil to help as Emily pushed. Emily got one finger in and pulled it to one side to get the second finger into the beautiful ass. Soon, both fingers were pumping in and out. Sarah poured a little more oil and watched as her mistress prepared for her lewd rendezvous.

Gabrielle started moaning at Emily's manipulations. Sarah set the bottle aside and knelt at her mistress' head, kissing her. "Are you okay, Mistress? May I pleasure you?"

"No, no, no, no," moaned Gabrielle. "Don't let me cum; not yet… not until master says."

Both girls raised their eyebrows at this remark. They weren't sure what was going on here with their mistress but they were both worried that things might be changing.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!" Gabrielle moaned. Emily stopped all movements of her fingers and then just held them still inside of her mistress.

Sarah giggled and leaned forward in her kneeling position. She captured one of Gabrielle's nipples between her lips and pulsed it and the ruby ball a few times before releasing it. "You're a slave girl," Sarah giggled again. "You can't tell us what to do."

"Sarah!" warned Gabrielle.

Sarah giggled again and nipped the other nipple with her teeth, careful not to dislodge the nipple clamp. "Yes, girl?" Another nip with her teeth drew a gasp out of Gabrielle. "Was there something you wanted to say?"

Gabrielle started moaning again as Sarah held the nipple in her mouth, bathing it with her tongue. Emily started slowly moving the fingers again but both girls were cautious. They wanted to raise their mistress to a fevered pitch but they didn't want her to pop; at least not yet. They would simply make sure that their newest slave sister was highly aroused and ready to serve her new master. But they had no idea how this would turn out. They just hoped that this was all a game. But who knew?

The final preparation was Emily's idea. They hardly ever wore collars and, when they did, it was purely for ornamental purposes. But they each had one. Emily retrieved hers and, in a short ceremony, their mistress was collared by the ornate band of gold. It was a little more snug on Gabrielle than it was when one of them wore a collar. But it fit fine and provided a nice finishing touch, clearly signaling that their mistress was a slave; at least for tonight.

"Let's deliver her to Master," said Sarah, barely able to stifle a giggle.

"Wait!" protested Gabrielle. "I can find my way on my own."

"She might try to escape, sis," said Emily to Sarah. She was having difficulty controlling her giggles. "We should deliver her."

Gabrielle groaned as Sarah attached a leash and then groaned again as she was tugged forward by her two impish slaves. This was going to be embarrassing, she could already see.

"We brought you a gift, Master," said Emily as they entered Papa's suite. Gabrielle was blushing furiously at this point. Sarah tugged her forward and then helped her to kneel as the two blonde beauties stood on either side of her for a moment.

"My, oh my," grinned Papa. "Today is my lucky day. Thank you for the gift, girls."

"You are welcome, Master," said Emily. "Enjoy your girl. We'll come back tomorrow to collect her." Then they turned to leave.

"Where do you two pets think you are going?" he asked as they started to walk away.

They turned back to him and Sarah responded. "We assumed that you would want to enjoy your present, Master. We don't want to be in the way."

"I plan to enjoy my present," he replied. "You will stay and help me enjoy her."

"Oh god," muttered Gabrielle. This was going to be so humiliating.

"Stand her up," he said. "I want to inspect what you brought me."

"Wow!" gasped Sarah. "I mean, yes Master." Each of them grasped an upper arm and helped their newest slave sister to her feet. This was not what they had expected at all. What did he plan to do? Why was he keeping them there? They shouldn't watch him using their mistress.

Papa stood in front of Gabrielle, reaching up and gripping her face with both palms. He turned her head one way and then the other as if he was inspecting her. He gripped the nose ring and tilted her head back, prying her mouth open with his other hand.

"Where did you capture her, girls?" he asked.

Both girls' eyes flew open wide, not knowing how to respond. It was Emily who decided to play along first. "Not far from here, Master. She was trying to hide but we spotted her. So we stripped her and brought her here to you."

His thumb had been running back and forth across the new girl's teeth as if assessing her value as he listened to Emily's response. He finally released Gabrielle's nose ring and moved on. He lifted her long black hair and draped it down her back, leaving her completely exposed to his view.

"Was she difficult to catch?"

"A little bit difficult, Master," replied Sarah, getting into the role play. "She's a fast one. And she's pretty sneaky too. But there were two of us and only one of her. She was no match for us in the end."

"Good," said Papa. He had one of Gabrielle's breasts in each palm and was just holding them, feeling their weight. "I hope that she did not hurt either of you in her struggles."

"Oh no, Papa," replied Sarah. "We were careful. We know how to handle girls."

"Good girls. You trapped a fine one," he said as he continued to hold Gabrielle's breasts in his hands. "She looks like a breeder. She should be good stock for starting a new line."

Gabrielle gasped at the comment as Papa started kneading her breasts. This was going a bit too far as far as she was concerned. She just hoped that Papa knew where to draw the line on this little fantasy he was playing.

Sarah and Emily gasped too. While it was fun to be play acting, neither of them was entirely convinced that it was all play acting. Maybe it would end soon, they hoped.

"Look here, girls," said Papa as he removed the nipple clamps. Each girl leaned forward as he gripped the nipples and raised the two succulent breasts, exposing the generous lower swells. "See how abundant they are? These can easily either be used for pleasure or milking. You have brought me a fine gift. Thank you, girls."

Papa's next instruction was to have Gabrielle bent at the waist. With her arms still bound behind her back, the girls had to support her to keep her from falling forward. They watched, dumbfounded, as he slipped a pair of fingers between Gabrielle's thighs and then held them up to show them glistening. Sarah felt her face blush at such an openly lewd display.

Finally it was time for the master to claim the slave girl. He removed his clothes while the other two held her and watched in disbelief. Then he slowly pressed forward, letting his long thick shaft glide into the newest slave. Gabrielle groaned at the intrusion and blushed furiously at being taken in such a public fashion.

The two girls were so confused at this point. What had they just witnessed? Was this just a fun time with everyone role-playing a part? Or had something more serious just occurred? Only time would tell.

Papa seemed to be truly enjoying the domination of his daughter. He pumped in and out of Gabrielle for a long time, bringing her to two orgasms, but holding off on his own. After awhile, he had the newest slave's cuffs unlatched and he stood her in the middle of the room. Then he had her bound upright and spread eagle between two poles. Sarah was ordered to kneel and lick her mistress' pussy while Emily attended to her asshole. She received her third orgasm this way.

Finally, Papa decided it was time to claim his girl. He sank his meaty cock into his daughter again. The girls suckled on her breasts as their fingers toyed with the rest of her body. As Gabrielle climaxed for a fourth time, he finally let go and deposited his hot seed in her body.

"That was great fun," he announced once his cock softened and slipped from Gabrielle's warmth. "We'll have to do it again soon." The two girls had dazed looks on their faces. Gabrielle's face wore something closer to shock.