Jodie's Slaves Part Four - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Four

... to, you can sleep there, too. I don’t mind. Or, I can sleep on the couch. It is a much more comfy couch than the one I slept on at home. You take your bed back,” she insisted.

Jodi was quick to latch onto my idea just as I hoped but it was Julie who spoke up next. She seemed a bit flustered. Maybe it was more of the jealousy over how much time I spent with Jodi and the horses.

“ Mom you should not have to sleep on the couch and neither should Jodi, You can just come to my room when the snore-a-sarus gets too loud.” We all let off of some tension laughing at her statement.

“Julie sweetie that is kind of you but your bed is only a double and the new one is a King so maybe if I really need to I can bunk with Jodi”

“But mom...I’m your daughter and Jodi is a guest and, and she should have a room of her own.” Julie protested. Jodi pounced on her, tickling her ribs and making her squeal.

“Guest? Guest! You said we were sisters! Fickle much, Julie?” she laughed. “Seriously, though, that bed is like a whole room all its own. Barb won’t even wake me up if she comes in late. Plus, you need more sleep for school starting soon and your sports. I just schlep around here and clean stuff.”

Bill was just listening but finally chimed in. “This is my last offer to take the couch and if you three come up with another plan my back will thank you. Honey I know I snore every night and maybe sleeping with one of them all the time would let you get more sleep than having to put up ...

... with the noise or getting up and moving in the middle of the night. That was the plan for the new bed wasn’t it? Whatever yall work out is fine with me”

Julie looked at me and said, “Mom if you would rather sleep with Jodi in the big bed I’m fine with it but you can come in my room too anytime you want.” And then looking to Jodi she grinned, “Sister, tickle me like that again and you better be ready for a tickle fight.”

“I am always ready for a tickle fight,” Jodi grinned back. We had a nice breakfast after that and Bill left none the wiser.

One problem solved. Now how to hide this from Julie.

Jodi

The lactation treatments were going well. It had been two weeks. Barb was even a little excited, I think, now that the treatments were no longer excruciating. Just one normal shot in each breast and the rest was oral medications and manual manipulation. I mostly paired them with other activities, but occasionally, like today, I just let her enjoy the closeness and feeling that came with the massage and the sucking. I always blindfolded Barb for the sucking and Julie would come in, if she was not already there. The process had to be repeated three times a day and Julie’s schedule did not always permit her participation.

She was not here today and so I let the machine run for twice as long instead of manual sucking. That part was Julie’s privilege. She was Barb’s actual daughter, after all. I am a Mistress and a sadist. I had accepted this about myself, but there ...