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Master2noone -> Chapter Twelve Two Weeks (4/1/2014 5:22:43 AM)
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Chapter Twelve two weeks
“Good morning Mister Thomas, Missy Julian.”
“Good morning Margarete.” Margarete sat the tray across his lap.”
“Thank you,” Julian said. “You’re welcome Missy Julian.”
Margarete rolled the breakfast cart into the Master’s bedroom and to the bed. “Good morning Missy Treasure,” she whispered gently touching her shoulder.
“Morning Margarete, I will wake him.”
“Yes. Missy,” Margarete poured the coffee as Treasure disappeared under the covers. Margarete heard Phillip moan she said to herself. “Dat Missy she know how to wake that man good.” Margarete disappeared into the closet. She began packing Mister Phillip’s bags for his trip to the coast; he would go for two whole weeks. She packed one large piece of luggage and one suit bag. She carried his suit bag down to the front hall.
Margarete finished preparing breakfast she called Mister Thomas’ room on the interphone and then she called Mister Phillip, breakfast was ready Margarete had placed all the food on the side board in the dining room. There were scrambled eggs, toast, sausage, bacon, fresh chilled melon, strawberries, and some dry cereals. The table was set, orange juice, coffee, jams, and marmalades, fresh butter formed in patties the shapes of stars and flowers fresh flowers adorned the table Margarete rolled the napkins slipped them in the silver holders. The table was perfect. Thomas and Julian arrived; Thomas sat down at one end of the table. “Julian baby, fix me a plate.” Thomas said smiling. Julian dished him up a little of everything she set his plate in front of him and poured his coffee. Thomas reached up her skirt and pinched her,
“Oh you beast you,” Julian said.
“Come here baby, I’ll show you my beast.” Julian started to duck and crawl under the table.
“Go fix your breakfast baby.”
“First a beast, then a tease – oh, men.”
“And you never tease,” Thomas said.
“No I never tease.” Julian said as she licked her lips, shook her tits, and wiggled her ass, “Well maybe a little he, he.”
Thomas roared, “Come here.” He kissed Julian, “Now let us eat.”
Thomas and Julian had just started to eat when Phillip and Treasure came in to breakfast Phillip sat at the other end of the table.
“Missy Treasure,” Margarete said, she motioned for her to sit, Margarete fixed Phillip his plate, and then she fixed one for Treasure. Treasure looked at the pitiful small amount on her plate she looked at Margarete, Margarete leaned over whispered in her ear, “at dis table Missy eat like a bird, when dat man go away, Missy can eat like a pig.” Treasure smiled at her and nodded. “Alright what is going on you girls plotting something with all that whispering?” Phillip said.
“Oh no Sir, Margarete was telling me about a bird she saw this morning.”
“Oh, uh huh, right.” Phillip said.
“Yes Sir, Mister Phillip was a little red bird I saw.” Margarete said, as she left the room.
Thomas laughed, “What?
What? Phillip said. Julian and Treasure snickered. Thomas pushed his plate away from him; Julian took it to the kitchen along with hers. Margarete brought out coffee and poured everyone another cup. She picked up Treasure’s plate on her way back to the kitchen. “Will dare be anything else?”
“No Margarete, I believe we are just fine.”
“Yes Sir,”
Phillip pushed his plate away. Treasure almost pounced on it, “here Sir, I will take that for you.” She jumped up and took it to the kitchen Margarete looked at her.
“Missy, dat my job, his and yours plates.”
“Oh Margarete, I have gas. I had to get out of there anyway I could.” Treasure almost made it to the bathroom, “OH! Margarete I am so sorry.”
Margarete began to laugh. “Missy, Mister Phillip do love his morning shower don’t he. He must have pumped you good.” She had tears in her eyes. She was laughing so hard. Treasure looked at her,
“You know, he does.” Treasure began to laugh.
Phillip rang the bell again, “where is that girl?” Margarete come in wiping her eyes,
“You rang Sir?”
“Margarete where is my paper?”
“I will get it for you Sir.”
Julian asked if she could be excused, “I need to pack your bags Master.” Thomas nodded, “Yes thank you Julian.” Julian excused herself. Treasure returned to the dining room. Thomas and Phillip were reading their papers. “Treasure, go help Julian will you.” Phillip said.
“Yes Sir.” Treasure kissed Phillip on the cheek thank you Master she said as she left the room. “Now we will have a little peace and quiet to enjoy our papers,” Phillip looked over his paper at Thomas. Phillip rand the bell, Margarete appeared, “Margarete will you go help Treasure and Julian?”
“Yes Sir.”
Phillip said after Margarete left the room, “now we will have some peace.” Thomas chuckled.
The girls finished packing. The luggage sat in the hall. “With your permission Master Thomas,” Phillip said.
“Yes, yes of course Phillip.” Thomas responded.
“Girls come here.” Treasure and Julian came to the study, Phillip pointed to the cushions on the floor, and Julian looked at Thomas. He nodded. Julian knelt beside Treasure. “Margarete, come in here.”
“Yes Sir.” Margarete said.
Margarete came into the room, Phillip pointed to the girls, and Margarete stood behind them, her hands on their shoulders. Phillip began his instructions to the girls. Margarete is going to be in charge while Thomas and I are away. Phillip picked up a leather book. “This will be Treasure’s in it are the protocols and rituals I want Treasure to learn while I am away. I want you Julian and you Margarete to help her; if you have to demonstrate something do so. I don’t expect you to have all the rituals, protocols memorized; however, with what you have taught Treasure already, and as smart as I know she is, it wouldn’t surprise me if Treasure knew them already. Now Margarete, I want you to be Mistress in training. I know you can handle that position without any trouble at all.”
Margarete was surprised and she bowed. “Thank you Master Phillip.”
“Margaret you know what I will expect.”
“Yes Sir I do.” Julian looked up over her shoulder at Margarete and smiled, Margarete patted her shoulder.
“Are there any questions, he asked.
Julian shook her head, “No Sir.”
Treasure looked at Phillip she looked so sad, “No Master.”
“With your permission Mister Phillip,” Margarete said.
“Yes you have it Margarete.”
“Girls let us go, put the luggage in Master Phillip’s car.” Treasure and Julian were up, went to the hall grabbed the luggage and rolled it out to the garage. They put the luggage in the Bentley.
“Ok, now let us get dem dam mens out of here.” Margarete said. Treasure looked at Margarete, Julian laughed.
“Come on let us give them a good send off.”
“Ok, when you done wid dem mens, I be in dee kitchen.”
Julian and Treasure were off to find “dem men.” Thomas looked around for Phillip; Julian had pleasured Thomas very well.
“Maybe I should go find him.” Thomas said.
Julian said, “Master, I am quite sure that Master Phillip can find his way here.”
“If Treasure will let him go,” Thomas said.
“I didn’t think of that, I will go hunt for them,” Julian said,
“Oh God that woman,” Phillip was adjusting himself. “I love that woman.”
Treasure swept in behind him in a long silk robe. “Master, have a very good trip and I promise I will be good.” Treasure hugged him gave him a big kiss. “Mmmm”
“It is that time,” Thomas said. “Let’s go, love you Julian.”
“Ok, let us go.” Phillip said. Phillip and Thomas walked to the car the door closed.
“Oh thank God,” Margarete said.
“Let’s go girls.” Treasure said, “I’m hungry, now I be dee piggy,” and giggled.
Treasure and Julian sat at the table eating Margarete was cleaning the kitchen.
“I want to see that book, I’ll be right back.” Treasure said. Treasure came back in flipping the pages she looked confused, Julian this is just like the book you have. I know about all of this. What the …? Julian!” Treasure stood akimbo almost glaring at Julian,
“Please sit, Missy Treasure,” Margarete said. Treasure sat down, “Now we will talk about this and give you some history lesson, so you listen, real good Missy girl.” Margarete said.
“Treasure there are five of these, one the original is in the library it was written by hand, the book belonged to Master Phillip’s daddy. Master Phillip’s momma died giving birth to him; Phillip’s daddy brought in a wet nurse for Phillip, that nurse became his slave. Master Phillip was raised by Cicely she raised him as his daddy was raised. Cicely died twenty years ago.
“That still does not explain the books.” Treasure said,
“Treasure, Cicely was my mother,” Julian said. “I was raised here, we lived in the apartment over the garage, and I was raised like my momma was and trained, like she was trained. We raised you and trained you as I was raised, you see Treasure, I was a slave trained to serve and then I met Thomas, fell in love with him, he was not a Master then, he loved me, oh how he loved me,
I told momma about him, she told Phillip’s daddy he told Phillip. Phillip talked to Thomas and explained that I was a submissive, Thomas accepted Phillip’s offer; Phillip not only trained him, but also sent him to college and hired him. Now for the book, my momma gave me a copy I gave it to Phillip, he used it to train Thomas; now Phillip made a copy for himself, and momma’s book is in the library. I have the copy momma gave me, you have Phillip’s copy.” “Now the other two books Mister Lloyd, Phillip’s attorney has one and Dr. Paul Gaskins has the other.”
“Phillip’s daddy sent Lloyd and Dr. Paul to college because Phillip asked his daddy to do that for his 18th birthday. His daddy did, Mister Phillip Lloyd and Paul have been friends since they were old enough to walk. Now that is the history of the book.” Julian finished.
“You have known Phillip, all your life,” Treasure asked Julian. “Yes, I have, he is a few years older than me.”
“Well how did you get me?” Treasure asked.
“Thomas and I found out I couldn’t get pregnant. Thomas told Phillip how depressed I was. He told Thomas one day he had seen two little girls in the market stealing fruit, he had his people check them out, they found out you were and orphan. Phillip made arrangements so we could get you. Honey, Phillip had us appointed as your guardian’s, when you told us you wanted to be just like me, we thought it was a phase and you would grow out of it but you didn’t.
Phillip saw you once when you were sixteen or so, he said you were beautiful and he said he would love to have you as a slave. Thomas talked to me, and we thought why not? He had done so much for us it was only then that we allowed you to see more and more of the life style. The more you saw Heather, the more you wanted, we allowed you to see more.”
Treasure looked at Julian, “I should be mad as hell with you and Thomas, but I can’t be mad, I love him so much and I do love you both.” Treasure looked at Margarete. “I suppose you have something to tell me to don’t you?”
“About what Missy?”
“Try about how you wound up here.”
“Oh dat” ain’t much to say. I came here as a young girl to clean and cook after Julian’s momma died. I took care of old Mister Dubois while Phillip was off in college. Phillip came home after college and when his daddy died he went to the bank I worked for him then, like I do now.”
“How long have you been here Margarete?” “I been here thirty-two years, I came here when I was thirteen maybe fourteen. My momma was kilt by my daddy dem dey hung him, my daddy.”
Treasure flipped the pages checking off the rituals and protocols she knew by heart it wasn’t until she got almost to the end that there were protocols and rituals she didn’t know. Treasure looked at Julian, “It won’t take me two days much less two weeks to learn these why did he leave for two weeks?” Margarete looked at Julian then at Treasure.
”Treasure,” Julian said,” Phillip did not really give you two weeks, he gave Margarete two weeks to see if she could get along with you, she was going to retire and leave if she couldn’t.
Treasure stood up, “No way, no way in hell; you leave over my dead body you hear me Margarete?”
“Missy Treasure, I stay only if you stay out of my job what I done for Thirty-two I do for another thirty-two, I don’t do yourn job, and you stay out of my job.”
“Ok,” Treasure, said. “But you have to tell me what you do.”
“No Missy Treasure.”
“What?”
“I will tell you what my job ain’t, dat be easier.”
Treasure smiled. “Ok, you have a deal.”
“Well not yet we do,” Margarete said. “Dare are some things, Mister Phillip do to me and I do to him, dats my job too.”
“Like what,” Treasure said.
Margarete looked at Julian.
“Tell her,” Julian said.
“I help, Mister Phillip when he wants two girls or when he wants to poke my butt.”
“Oh is that all,” Treasure said.
“What if I wanted a girl would you be that girl, Margarete?”
“Yes Missy.” Treasure,
“Mister Phillip said I was to be with you any time, he wanted me too, or you wanted me too,”
“Oh did he huh.”
“Yes Missy,”
“He did, well he is the boss isn’t he.”
“Yes Missy.”
“Ok then, now do we have a deal.”
“Yes Missy Treasure, we do.”
Treasure went to Margarete, hugged her, and kissed her.
“Now that we have that all straightened out. What should we do? Julian said,
“Hot tub?” treasure said.
“Oh yes, let’s go.” Julian said,
Margarete, Julian, and Treasure went to the hot tub, stripped and got in.
“What are we going to do for two weeks?” Treasure said.
“We vacation wid out dem dam mens!” Margarete said.
“Oh you are such a slut Margarete.” Julian said.”
“Only to you and Missy Treasure I will be you slut.” She laughed.
They sat in the tub and talked. Treasure learned what her jobs were, she learned the secrets of the house and the little things that Phillip liked, and things he didn’t like. Julian told her a little about the Society de Sade.
Treasure now knew the how and why of that little scar was on Julian’s mound, it was Thomas’ brand.
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