Chapter 4

JULIA

Janet's sister, Alice, called the next morning around 10 AM.

"My sister said you wanted to talk to me about a job."

"Yes, you'd be doing the same thing as Janet does, making furniture. I'd like to speak to you about it."

"I don't know anything about making furniture or carpentry."

"Neither did Janet. You'll be trained. You start with simple things like sanding, staining and varnishing, then, as you become good at those things, we'll start you on the other skills you need, one at a time. The pay is pretty good and it's my intent as you get better for your pay to increase. You can go to a higher hourly wage, or receive a share of the profits. If you're interested, I'd like to interview you some evening this week. Janet will be there."

"I'm off on Thursday or Friday evening," she replied.

"There's a poker game on Thursday at my house. Will Friday be okay or do you have plans with your husband?"

"No plans. Friday's good."

"Why don't you come over after supper, say 7:30."

"What's your address?"

"I'm right next door to Janet. Have you been there yet?"

"No."

"I'll text my address. I'm sure Janet would like you to see her home when we're done. I'll see you then."

I texted her the address to her phone number.

"I suspect Alice will soon find out everything about your submission to Chen," I told Janet. "I'd like you to be there when I interview her. Why don't you and Master Chen come for drinks at the pool that evening after supper?"

"Yes, Domina. I'll speak to Master. I'm sure he'd have no objections."

"You'll need to dress in something for the interview. I don't wish her to be scared off by our nudity right off the bat. We'll strip afterward."

"Makes sense, Domina. We still haven't had an opportunity to do hot wax yet. Perhaps we can try it after the interview?" Janet asked hopefully.

"You're such a slave, Janet."

"Yes, Domina. I am."

Surprisingly enough, I got another call after lunch, from a woman named Shasta Williams.

"May I speak to Julia Rivers, please."

"I'm Julia."

"My name is Shasta Williams. Scott Rivers gave me your name and number and told me to call about a job."

"Yes. Do you work for Scott?"

"I did until I had a car accident three months ago. The doctor just gave me clearance for light duty. Scott told me he doesn't have any light duty at the moment but referred me to you."

"You have experience in carpentry?" I asked.

"Five years before my accident."

"How limited is your light duty?"

"No lifting over twenty pounds, at least 30 minutes every hour off my feet."

"We can work with that. Might I be able to interview you this Friday around 7:30 at my house. This is where I run my business from. You may stay afterward for some snacks or drinks if you wish."

"I can be there. I'll need to get a sitter for my boy, but my mom can look after him for the evening."

"I'll text you the address. I look forward to meeting you, Shasta."

After hanging up, I told the others, "Two more possible workers to interview on Friday evening. This one's been a carpenter for Master for five years. She's on light duty after a car accident, but she shouldn't have any problem doing our work."

"Great," Lisa said. "We've certainly got the work."

"Since you're co-owner, I suppose you need to sit in on the interviews. As long as it was just Alice, I thought Janet would do nicely to discuss the nuances of the job, but if it's two, you should be there."

"Whatever we need to do," Lisa said, kissing me. "It's all good."

***

The poker game was held at our house on Thursday. The players were served by naked slaves once again, though only food and drink, no sex. When asked why my slave couldn't be used by the players again, they were told my slave was being punished and not allowed to have sex. Regina seemed the most upset by the news.

"Just because she's being punished is no reason we should suffer," Regina said.

"You had a slave, Regina," I said. "One who would have done anything you asked. You didn't want a slave. You sent him away. My slave is mine and not available to be your fuck toy every time you desire it."

"Perhaps I'm rethinking my position, but maybe I'd like a female slave instead of a male."

"Then you may find your own. This one is mine and will do as I say, not you."

"Can't you talk some sense into her, Scott?"

"Not regarding her property," Master said. "She is attempting to make allowances for the slaves sexual preferences, which are female."

"Don't tell me you're not fucking this prime piece of slave? And why was she serving last week?"

"Master is allowed to fuck her," I said. "As my slave, she's subject to my Master. Last week, she was still being trained to suck cock. She doesn't need further training."

"I don't have a cock," Regina protested.

"And you're not the only one who wins."

"Let it go, Regina," Edward said. "They don't have to provide sex toys for us."

"Fine."

"You can always find your own slave," I said.

"How the hell do I do that?"

"Put an ad in the personal section of the newspaper. Check out online BDSM groups. It may take a while, but I'm sure one could be found."

"How about if I buy yours?"

"She's not mine to sell. She's submissive to me of her own free will, not property to be bartered."

Regina finally gave up.

On Friday after our meal, I asked Master and Master Chen to please stay dressed as I'd be interviewing two women for a job and didn't want to throw naked people at them to start. They agreed and went out by the pool with Rhonda, who also wore a swimsuit during the time of the interview. Rhonda hadn't been allowed to cum since Tuesday and her nipples were obvious bumps under her suit. If she hadn't gotten in the pool and wet her entire suit, I'm sure the bottoms would have shown her arousal. She was hoping to be allowed to fuck again today. Lisa, Janet and I were wearing simple skirts, waiting for the two women to show up.

Janet's sister, Alice was the first to arrive. I asked her to wait as another woman was arriving shortly and I wanted to discuss the employment with both of them.

"We're both competing for the same opening?" Alice asked.

"Actually, we have more than one position we'd like to fill. I'm hoping both of you would be willing to take jobs."

Alice relaxed a little and she and Janet greeted each other and chatted. Shasta arrived a few minutes later. She had some fresh looking scars on her face, from the car accident, I assumed. She was African-American, and sturdy looking.

"I'm not late, am I?" Shasta asked, seeing Alice and Janet chatting.

"No, not at all. Come in. I want to discuss the job with both of you. We have at least two openings at present. Alice, why don't you have a seat on the sofa with Shasta while we discuss the job we want you both for."

They both sat on the sofa, Janet sitting beside Alice. Lisa and I took seats in the loungers.

"Lisa and I own our own business, currently under my husband's company umbrella, though we're hoping to break out of his company shortly. We build bondage furniture. We currently have two other employees; Janet, sitting here with us, and Reneé, another woman."

"What's bondage furniture?" Alice asked.

"Furniture designed to allow Dominants to tie or confine their submissives for whatever purposes they deem fit. We have a piece in this home we'll show you in a moment," Lisa replied.

"You mean for people to get tied up and whipped and shit," Shasta said.

"That would be a true statement," I answered. "Suffice it to say, for whatever reason, business is good and we need more people to build them than we have. We're building five pieces now and our distributor said she can sell as many as we can make. We can't make them fast enough. This furniture sells for anywhere from $5000 to $10000 apiece. So we're talking about roughly $35,000 in orders with much more to follow."

"Why would anyone allow themselves to be tied up and whipped?" Alice asked.

"Because they enjoy it," I said. I pointed to the collars and cuffs on Lisa, Janet and myself. "All three of us are submissives, sex slaves to our Masters. Reneé is also submissive. We enjoy being subservient to our Masters. Normally, we'd all be naked, waiting on our Dominants hand and foot, doing whatever they required us to do. We're only dressed because we're speaking to you and don't believe it would be appropriate to interview you in the nude."

Alice was looking at Janet. "You're a sex slave? To Chen? He's so nice."

"Willingly, yes, and he is nice. Very nice. I'm going to marry him, you know." Janet showed her the engagement ring. "I've discovered I'm a submissive and Chen agreed to be my Master, though he was reluctant to do so. He did not want to lose me to another Dominant, so he became my Master."

"Being someone else's bitch isn't a requirement of the job, is it?" Shasta asked, "cause if it is, I'm out of here."

"No, it's not. It's more an accident and coincidence all four employees are to this point. We were looking to expand and chose our friends first. You don't have to be someone else's 'bitch', as you said, to work here. The only way our subservience impinges on the job at all, is we're all used to being naked. We enjoy being nude. We work in the nude. It's not a requirement that you be naked on the job, but it would help if you weren't offended if we were, as we don't want to wear clothes if we can help it. If we take deliveries of lumber and supplies here, we're clothed to greet the delivery person, but everything is built here and we have plenty of privacy and we like to be naked. You can wear what you like and you don't have to be naked, just not get upset we are," I said.

"How much are you paying?" Shasta asked.