Princess Alana

Chapter 12: Grace Gathers the Flock

"Unfortunately, Grace, I wasn't able to." Grace had just returned to the ranch and had asked Charles how he enjoyed his time training her daughter. "Things came up that required my attention. But she was in good hands. Gretchen looked after them. And I'd like a rain check. I'll train her myself some other time."

Grace laughed. "I'll bet you would. How did she do?"

"She did great. All three of them did great. You might call them the belles of the ball," he said.

"Oh?"

Charles described the events of the past three days and how they had become dinner-time favorites. He related Gretchen's evaluation, which was nothing but glowing. And he described how the three girls had been at the top of everyone's target lists for the hunt.

"As you know, we generally get a large gathering of owners at these events. Well, I have never seen anything quite like yesterday. Some of the other slaves had a hard time getting shot because everyone wanted to wait to save their last shot for one of your three. In fact, I can't tell you how many people wanted to buy them. I kept telling them that I didn't think they were for sale but they just kept hounding me. Finally, I gave up."

Grace gasped. "You sold them?"

"No, no, don't worry about that," reassured Charles. I told each of them to give me a sealed bid and I promised them that I would deliver them to you."

"That's interesting," mused Grace. "How many bids did you get?"

Charles opened the drawer to his desk and pulled out a stack of envelopes, dumping them on the table in front of Grace. "That's how many."

"Oh my," said Grace. "I guess they really were popular. Shall we see what they are worth?"

Charles and Grace spent the next fifteen minutes slicing the envelopes open and reading the bids. Some were for individual girls and others were for the threesome. There was no girl who appeared to be the favorite as the individual bids were fairly evenly distributed. Alana, however, received the highest bid at five million dollars. This caused Grace to gasp and reread the bid closely. But even on closer examination, she had been offered an even five million dollars for her neighbor.

Several of the bids were for all three girls with the highest bid being ten million dollars. "I could set up a real business with numbers like this," observed Grace.

"If you keep bringing me girls like this," Charles said, "we would both be very wealthy in no time."

Charles brought Gretchen in to personally give her report. Grace was truly impressed by the tall, buxom blonde woman. She couldn't help herself from imagining the woman naked, with a collar around her neck and kneeling at her feet. Grace knew that she was being ridiculous and that she already had her hands full. But still, this woman was striking.

Gretchen gave her report. "They are truly the most amazing three creatures I have ever seen. They are each beautiful, lively, fun-loving, caring, and extremely sexual." She went on to describe some of the events and used the giggle-fit in the corral as an example of their fun-loving personalities. "All of the other slaves just wanted to get away and were worried. Your three looked as if they didn't have a care in the world and were enjoying themselves."

She described she had been told by the mistress who captured them during the hunt. "Everyone had been looking for them. Mistress Karen finally found them near the western border of the ranch. They were lying together comfortably and relaxed and Kelly was amusing herself by alternately sucking Alana's and Meredith's nipples. It wasn't exactly sex, but it was very sexual."

"I know that they are out of my league, financially," Gretchen continued, "but it would be an honor and a pleasure to be able to train them again."

Grace smiled. "Thank you for the report. And thank you for caring for my pets. I would love for you to be with them again. Should I arrange that with Charles or directly with you?"

"Either way," replied Gretchen. "I just want to be able to enjoy them again."

Gretchen left and Charles led Grace outside where the three girls were lined up in a coffle again. Grace kissed the cheek of each girl and squeezed both breasts, even Kelly's. Then she thanked Charles and loaded her cargo into the minivan. She had expected Kelly to protest riding naked in the back with the property but Kelly eagerly clambered in with the other two naked females.

There was an occasional comment or question at first, but the conversation was pretty limited. Grace decided not to interrogate the girls about the experience and just drove silently. By the time they reached the highway, however, Grace felt like she had three teenagers in the back instead of one plus two adults. They chattered incessantly and she listened intently.

"What was your favorite part?" asked Kelly.

"The hunt!" exclaimed Meredith. "No wait! The male slaves during our classes."

"Not the German Shepherd?" asked Kelly.

"Kel!" protested Meredith. "Your mom's listening."

"So what? She owns you. Was it the dog or not?"

Meredith groaned. "Well I really liked the dog. But I still think that the hunt was my favorite part."

All three girls quizzed each other and compared notes. "Who was your favorite master?" "Who was your favorite mistress?" "How big was the biggest cock that you took?" "How many times did you deep throat?" It was like bringing young teenagers back from a dance, although the topics were quite a bit different. The enthusiasm and the excitement were exactly the same, though.

By they time they arrived home, Grace had heard an earful. Most people wouldn't have believed what she heard, but she knew it to be true. What she couldn't believe was how excited Kelly was about all of this. Maybe her daughter was better suited to be a slave. But surely, she couldn't own her own daughter.

That evening, the bevy of naked beauties was gathered at Grace's feet. She told them how proud she was of their behavior for the past three days and how each of them needed some time to think and reflect on the experience. They were told that they would have the day to themselves tomorrow and would meet again in the evening.

"What are you planning on doing tomorrow?" Meredith asked Alana.

"Work on the house," she replied. "I keep getting distracted from my main project."

"I'll help. I'll come over tomorrow and we should be able to get twice as much done."

"Me too," offered Kelly. "I'll be over bright and early."

Friday morning, there were three naked girls working in Alana's house. Kelly worked on cleaning out the basement while Alana finished painting the family room. Other than the kitchen, the entire downstairs would be finished by that evening. Meredith was not all that handy but was able to handle the job of stripping wallpaper in one of the bedrooms. She also took care of lunch and made sure that refreshments were available whenever needed.

By mid-afternoon, one room was finished, the basement was clean and the bedroom walls were stripped and ready to be prepared for painting. The three girls took showers and then relaxed for a bit. Kelly announced that the remodeling plans had to include a shower or bath big enough for all three of them, though.

They sat at the kitchen table for a bit and gabbed about their experiences at the ranch. Despite the humiliations and the hardships, it didn't seem as if any of the girls regretted their time there.

"I'm horny," Meredith announced after a while. Alana just grabbed a banana and slid it across the table to the horny slave causing all three girls to break out laughing.

When the laughing died down, Meredith went on. "I mean it. I'm horny. Let's go to bed."

Kelly immediately popped up. "I'm ready."

Alana rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay. Some workers you turn out to be, though."

They spent the rest of the afternoon kissing and caressing and nibbling and sucking and probing. They eventually fell asleep in their normal spooning arrangement with Alana in the middle this time. Kelly was behind Alana and had reached around to hold one of Alana's breasts. Similarly, Alana cradled one of Meredith's. Meredith had no breasts to hold, so she reached back and rested her hand on Alana's thigh. It was in this position that Grace found them at the end of the day. And it was at that moment that she decided that Kelly would also become one of her slaves. And it was also at that moment that she decided that Ted would have to be a co-owner of the girls with her.

She hoped that Ted would be up to the task. She had previously labeled him as slave material. He would need a lot of work and coaching. She would have to talk this over with Charles. Maybe Gretchen could help in some way.

She let the girls sleep and went downstairs to Alana's kitchen. She rummaged around and was eventually able to find what she needed to make a cup of tea. As she sat at the kitchen table, she started to formulate a plan.

Ted would be coming home this evening. He may already be there, for all she knew. Then she paused and wondered what had gone through his mind when he had been unable to reach his wife for three evenings. And she wondered how Meredith had explained away her unavailability.

She would talk privately with Ted on Saturday. That seemed easy enough. The girls seemed to be inseparable at this point. If they were planning on working on Alana's house, that would provide the opportunity. If not, she would create the opportunity by sending them shopping.