master! master! taehyung ff

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Sonja, you left the door open again!"

It had been a quiet Sunday afternoon, when without warning, Sonja saw a squirrel outside and rocketed through the door to chase after it. Closing my laptop, I sighed and got up to find her. She was outside, jumping up and down next to a nearby tree and yelling at the squirrel.

"Who are you?! What are you doing at my house?!" Her tail then dropped. "Please come down! I want to run around and play!"

"Sonja, come over here and close this door!"

"But Master, there's a squirrel! He looks tasty! I want to lick him!"

"Leave the squirrel alone! You left the door open! Now come over here and close it!" Sonja trotted over with a pout and closed the door. I patted her head, making her feel better. "Listen, I'm glad you can go out whenever you want, it's why I bought this place. But you have to remember to close the door every time. When the door is left open, mosquitos can get in, and since you're always naked, they'll eat you alive. Not to mention that winter will be coming and we'll need to keep the heat in. Got it?"

"Yes, Master."

I wanted to believe her, I really did, but we had had this conversation almost six times already. Tomorrow, I was planning on going to the hardware store and seeing if they had any springs or mechanisms I could use to have the door shut automatically.

"Good, now do you want to come back inside or stay out here?"

"I'll come in."

I let her back in and we returned to the living room, where a movie was playing on the TV. Actually, it can't really be called a living "room", more like the living quadrant. We took our usual positions on the couch, me in the middle with the girls on either side. Momo had taken advantage of us leaving the couch and stretched out, showing her true cat nature. A few pats on the thigh got her to move and we sat down.

Master," asked Sonja, "since I couldn't lick the squirrel, can I lick your cock instead?"

I couldn't help but grin. "Of course, baby, anytime."

I removed my manhood from its denim prison and stood it upright, letting Sonja crawl over and take it in her mouth. Her head started bobbing and I groaned in bliss. As she worked, I rubbed her ears to thank her. Beside us, Momo watched with slight interest, but not the jealousy she had before. In the weeks since I deflowered Sonja, the relationship between the three of us had greatly improved. Momo no longer tried to keep us apart and didn't seem to mind sharing me. I had made it clear that I loved her just as much as I loved Sonja and that I would always keep her with me, and every day, I proved that. I always gave the two of them plenty of attention, letting the sexual barriers become more fluid. Sometimes she would still get jealous, though, especially when it came to "playing". I would pull out of Sonja and Momo would demand I fuck her next. But on the plus side, her relationship with Sonja was definitely better. They started being affectionate with each other, Momo aloof but open and Sonja a limitless geyser of love. They were even starting to close the distance in the bedroom.

All in all, everything was going great. With this new place, I no longer had to worry about the girls being discovered. They finally had the freedom they wanted, often spending as much time outside as inside. I had fully settled in to my manager position at work and was enjoying the big new paycheck, giving me enough money to take care of the girls and pay for the mortgage.

Now my thoughts were starting to drift to the long term. How long could I keep this hidden? What would happen to them if I died? Without me to look after them, they could starve to death, or someone could snatch them up, either held in captivity by some pervert or spend the rest of their lives in a lab somewhere. Women typically outlived men, so I would need to figure out a way for them to be safe in their old age after I was gone. Maybe we could move to some remote village in a developing nation, where we would be worshipped as gods or something, somewhere that no one from the outside world would ever find them.