Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 143

"Yes, mi Reina, I was just about to leave," Desiree answered.

Karen, the former nun, suddenly bolted from the table and went running out of the room. I followed her, concerned, and saw her disappear into the bathroom. I looked inside and then looked away. Karen was retching into the toilet and I couldn't watch that. Just knowing she was doing it was enough to make my stomach queasy. What was wrong with the girl? She had been throwing up for the last several mornings.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yes, Mistress," Karen answered, washing her mouth. "I don't know what's wrong with me."

"You're not pregnant, right?" I wondered. "Is this morning sickness?"

"Nuns don't get pregnant," Karen answered. "It's one of the gifts we're given, since we may have to have unprotected sex. So, it would have to be since Lilith stripped my powers. And if Master has impregnated me, its far to early for morning sickness to develop. I mean, it hasn't even been a week, yet since he first fucked me."

I nodded. "Okay, well if you're feeling better." I motioned her to follow and we returned to the dining room. I sat down and ate a piece of my pancake, then continued with my orders, "Tonight, only Fiona, Thamina, and Desiree are to remain." Desiree had to stay because she was the cook. The other two I just picked at random. It didn't really matter which sluts stayed, they were all beautiful. You three need to get some less slutty maid outfits to wear. The rest of you sluts will go next door while my family is here. The Laytons are supposed to move out today. Order pizza and do whatever you want."

"Yes, Mistress," the sluts answered back. It sent a naughty thrill through me, all these sluts obeying me.

"Allison, Karen, and Xiu, we're going to go see a florist and several caters for the wedding."

"Mistress, I have that doctor's appointment today," Xiu, the former Asian waitress, said. "But I'll be more than happy to cancel."

"Oh, sure, go to the doctor. Violet, you'll come instead." I didn't really care which sluts came. I just wanted some company and some second opinions on flower arrangements and food and whatnots.

Teenaged Violet beamed at me. "Oh, thank you, Mistress."

The three I chose went upstairs to change while the other sluts began cleaning the house. I went upstairs to take a quick shower and then I dug through my underwear drawer, finding a red thong and pulling it over my hips. Next, I pulled on a pair of cute, skinny jeans with scroll-work tracings on the rear pockets that really made my ass look nice. Lastly, I put on purple halter top that didn't quite reach the waist of my jeans and left the back of my thong visible. I fished out some lip gloss from my purse, peach flavored, and smeared it on my lips.

The sluts were waiting for me, dressed. All three were giggling and excited to go out. Teenage Allison, our first slut, was wearing a similar pair of skinny jeans to the ones I wore, a blue thong on display, and a flower printed belly shirt draped her breasts. Violet, our other teenage slut, had white knee socks and a pleated, green skirt. For a top she was wearing a green bikini.

"Are you wearing the bottoms?" I asked her when I noticed her top. Violet grinned and flipped up her skirt exposing her tight, naked ass. I reached out and squeezed her cheek. "Naughty slut," I laughed, wickedly.

Karen was wearing tight, lycra shorts, hot pink, with the word "Slut!" printed in sparkly red letters on her ass and a hot pink, matching halter top, that had "Nice Tatas!" written in red sparkles. She was definitely a slut, I thought, licking my lips, and had some nice tatas.

"Let's go, sluts," I ordered.

We piled into my cute Eos. Karen was entrusted with the GPS. I wasn't that familiar with South Hill and I had no idea where some of these places were. At the florist we settled on a color theme for the flowers: white and pink with purple for a splash of vibrancy. My bouquet would be made up of white daisy's and snapdragons, pink orchids, and a few deep purple anemone. The same flowers would be placed in vases lining the aisle and for smaller arrangements at the tables.

Next, we headed to the caterers and ate some delicious food. One had these delicious squabs that I absolutely loved and while the other cater had pumpkin ravioli. I was leaning towards the squab. I got to-go boxes from both for Mark to try later and see what he liked. Then we were off to the bakery to order the cake. A triple layered, white cake decorated with pink, frosting flowers, and little figures of Mark and I perched atop the cake beneath a white arch. It was going to be so beautiful.