My New Family Ch. 06

October already! I'm on the bus home from my Tuesday milking. On my feet are my spike heel, dove grey ankle boots. The hem of my pink and red wide horizontal striped short sleeve mini dress is a good four inches above my knees. And it's cold enough to wear my brown suede bomber jacket with the shoulder width wolf fur collar and matching fur cuffs.

From the bus stop i hardly remember the two block walk home, wondering what's going on.

Neither if my loving owners wanted me last night. They didn't even tuck me into bed, but kissed me 'goodnight' in the den. Then this morning, there was nothing said, but there was an undercurrent of stress.

Odd? There's a hard shell suitcase just inside the front door, and they're sitting shoulders touching and holding hands on the hall bench.

"There's my Misty!" And before I even started unbuttoning my coat Miss Beth jumped up and wrapped her arms around me. "I was afraid the taxi would come before you got home." and she stuck her tongue between my willing lips.

"Oh, honey, don't be so dramatic! It's only for three days."

Just then Miss Beth's watch chimed. Her taxi was here. I rolled her suit case out, she gave me a peck on the cheek and was gone.

"Miss Gwen, (I almost forgot my etiquette training to ask permission to question an owner) what's going on?"

"Take off your coat and boots dear, and let's have a cup of tea."

We settled at the kitchen table with our tea. "My company's owner is coming to town and it's my turn to be her hostess."

??? She saw the confusion on my face,

"As well as being the owner and president of the company, she's a high priestess of the 'Holy Mother' religion.

I'd heard of it. A strict far eastern religion.

" She cannot sleep anywhere men are not covered completely head to toe. So we can't chance her finding out about Beth. Understand?"

"Yes, Miss, but what about me?"

"Well, she expects me, as CEO of the local operation, to have a servant. So, I got you a 'manjab' to wear.

"Finish your tea, then go shower, put on your flat clitty cage only, and come to our dressing room."

"Y, yes Miss Gwen."

I don't like that cage. It pushed my clit tight, and has a urethrae tube, with a plug, that unscrews to urinate.

My elegant Miss Gwen was waiting for me. Her soft pale pink long sleeve sweater felt so exotic against my bare body as she wrapped her arms around me from behind, and we looked into each other's eyes in the full height

dressing room mirror.

"Pretty little Misty. You are so beautiful," She stroked my bare girly boy chest, "Beth and I love you so much."

"Mm." I purred, so safe and secure in my loving owner's embrace.

"So, lets get you dressed before I lose control." She kissed my cheek and sweetly chuckled.

It was robin's egg blue and ankle length with a zipper up the back that pulled it snug to my bodice and locked behind my neck. The sleeves were slim and wrist length, with integral robin's egg blue leather cuffs joined by a padlocked fifty centimeter long silver chain.

Attached to the front of the chin height collar was a full head mask. Miss Gwen pulled it over me and secured the Velcro closure down the back of my skull, then brushed it's shoulder length straight black hair down and smooth.

"Sit on the chair dear." She laced the mid calf high ballet boots snug. Like my wrists they were joined by a thirty centimeter silver chain.

"Let's get a look at you."

My 'face' was very white, with big, wide open, blue eyes, which, combined with my metal flake pink lips, open in a round 'Oh!' expressed surprise.

My thought was 'vulnerable'.

Miss Gwen said, "Be brave, my love. it's just for three days."

She ordered me to address her as 'Priestess'.

"Yes Priestess Sabrina."

" Boy, did I say you could speak my name?"

"No, Priestess. Sorry Priestess."

She was slightly taller than Miss Gwen and myself. She wore an ankle length burgundy skirt and jacket set over a red, gold and silver silk blouse. Her copper complexion was covered with gold rings in her ears, eye brows, nose and lips, and a diamond broach was on the right side of her thin straight nose. Her black hair was in a long braid that fell to the middle of her back.

Carrying a cloth bag over her shoulder and pulling Priestess Sabrina's suitcase was her short black servant girl. Her white chiffon body suit showed clearly she had no bra over her perky breasts. Her head was shaven. One of the few women who could look beautiful shaved bald. There was a big silver ring in her nose, and her wide white leather collar has silver diamonds around it. It had a silver padlock at the back and a silver ring at the front. In spite of the cold she wore a thin cloth jacket and had white leather sandals on her feet.

"Sabrina, let Misty take your coat." A full length leopard fur.

"Thank you Gwen."

As she said that, she sat on the hall bench. Her girl dropped to her knees and took off Priestess Sabrina's red mid calf lace up spike heel boots and replaced them with red open toe block heel pumps.

"Boy, show Shorty to my room."

"Misty, help her with Sabrina's bags."

"Yes Miss Gwen.'

"Wait! Before you go. Boy lift up the hem of your manjab. All the way." She inspected to make sure I wore a chastity device. "Good. You may go. Shorty, you will sleep with the boy."

"Thank you Priestess." I said as we left them.

When we were hanging priestess Sabrina's clothes in the closet, I asked,"How long have you served the Priestess?"

Shorty looked at me and held up an open hand.

"Five years?"

She nodded.

"Can't you speak?"

She shook her head.

"Oh, sorry."

She shrugged, and gave a weak smile. Then she dug into her bag.

An antique phone. She held it in both hands. Her thumbs danced across the screen. She turned it towards me. 'I can talk this way.'

Miss Gwen and Priestess Sabrina spent the next few hours in the home office. Shorty and I sat and got to know each other in the kitchen. I gave her the remote and asked if she'd like to change the window. She scrolled 'till she found an English garden she liked.

We were chatting away when my watch chimed.

"Misty, come to the den and bring some snacks."

"Yes Miss Gwen."

Shorty helped me make up a tray of finger foods, crackers and dips.

Priestess Sabrina's jacket was over the arm of the couch. Her colorful silk blouse was unbuttoned almost all the way to her belt, and one hand rested on Miss Gwen's thigh. In her other hand was a glass of clear liquid, and a bottle on gin was on the

bar.

I've never seen Miss Gwen behaving like a shy virgin school girl before. She was blushing and giggling at everything Priestess Sabrina whispered in her ear.

We set our trays on the coffee table and retreated to stand silently by the door. Shorty unobtrusively showed me her phone. 'The tigress is on the prowl.'

Just then Miss Gwen said, "Set the dining room table for two. The blue china. We'll eat at six, sharp."

Then, because she was facing away from Sabrina, she winked and blew me an air kiss. Who's seducing whom?

After Shorty and I finished cleaning up supper, Miss Gwen took me to my room and unlocked my manjab. "Take off your clit cage too dear. Shorty is going to sleep with you."

"Oh?"

"Yes dear. Sabrina want's Shorty bred. Enjoy."

As I got out of the shower I heard a tap on my bedroom door. "Come in." I called.

By the time I dried myself off, Shorty was waiting in my bed. She patted the mattress

. She has a shy smile. I was instantly erect. naked plump and cuddly, she looked so sexy.

We were soon kissing and cuddling. She was so affectionate and cuddly! I slipped her my tongue, she enthusiastically responded with hers.

I slid down and kissed her plump boobs and pencil eraser size nipples. I kissed down to her little patch of black curly hair.

I chuckled to myself. I'd thought she was wearing a tiny black thong under her translucent white jump suit. I stroked a finger along her pussy lips. I kissed then licked. I'm glad Miss Gwen taught me how to please a lady. Fingers and tongue. Shorty stroked my hair. Tongue and fingers.

She squirmed around. We sixty nined. As I lapped she sucked my clitty.

Then with surprising speed and strength she moved around. pushed me onto my back and straddled me. She lowered herself onto my hard erect clitty.

What an experience! Cuddly little shorty bouncing up and down on my clit. The muscles in her pussy rippling. Her fore fingers and thumbs trying to pull my little pink nips off as she rode me.

"Ah!" I gasped at the pain.

She shook her head 'no' and held her hand over my mouth as she galloped frantically.

Then I filled her pussy with my cum. Surprised after this afternoon's milking I had that much to pump into her.

She collapsed onto my chest. My clit still inside her.

Eventually she rolled off and fell asleep with her arm across my chest and cuddled to me.

Last thing I thought as I drifted off was, 'midnight already?' as my bedroom window randomly switches every twelve hours. Tonight from the wavering blue and green curtain of northern lights to clear view of the back yard.