Dolcettes: Chapter Eight - There and Back Again

Linda and Joey had been through some turbulent years at the mansion and now yearned for a more simple life, again. Linda had never been exactly the same after her adventures in the orient. Everyone could understand why. And, even though Lena and Joey tried to penetrate her armor, they both knew there was a lot Linda didn’t want to talk about. She seemed more workmanlike, as if doing things by rote. Lena especially noticed that Linda’s attitude toward dolcettes was more concerned and caring, much like her own. Lena and Joey both noticed that Linda never again ate dolcette meat. That pleased Lena and Joey never minded either. After his experiences in the Indies and Lena’s stories about her days as a dolcette, Joey never quite enjoyed dolcette meat again. If pressured he would nibble on the flesh but given the option he would never order it or buy it.

As time went by, Linda hinted more and more to her friends that she was getting sick of her life and yearned for the good old days at the farm. Raising dolcettes for market without a real first hand experience of what was happening to their little charges after they left the farm. Poor little animals reared as meat; going off, to be made into meat. Not frightened beautiful little girls off to abuse, torture and slaughter. She and Joey had used, what they thought were the vestiges of humanity, left after the conversion process, to make the girls more human, vibrantly youthful and powerless victims. They were the very qualities Joey had identified years earlier as the traits the gourmet restaurants and butcher shops had been willing to pay exorbitant prices to obtain for their clients’ tables.

Joey was concerned that his best friend was going through such a troubled time, but initially, he merely attributed it to mid life crisis, He recalled the old days with fondness, when empire building didn’t take such a toll on his soul. Lena was supportive, secretly making a vow to herself and her friends that she would always stick by them, no matter what happened. She didn’t want to be left behind again, without family or friends, to face a cold hostile world.

One afternoon, Linda was called to meet with the Marquis. The Marquis told Linda that the grace period for her recuperation from the orient had long passed and she wasn’t functioning in the same manner as before. He hinted that she seemed to be more concerned with the dolcettes than the paying customers. That was a situation that had to be corrected. When Linda didn’t respond in a manner that allayed the Marquis’ concerns, he offered Linda a generous severance package and terminated Linda’s association with the Mansion. Linda was stunned for a moment and then broke into a big smile. She refrained from kissing the befuddled ex-employer and left to break the good news to Joey and Lena. A great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

Linda practically ran to the farm facilities to tell Joey the good news. “Joey the Marquis fired me just now. That means he made my choice for me. I can go home again, back to the farm.” A bemused Joey’s mouth dropped and her looked into Linda’s big blue eyes. The big smile and the twinkling eyes told him what he had to know. “Hey that’s great Linda. Let’s go find Lena and let her in on it, too. I’m sure she’ll freak when you tell her, but once she sees how happy you are, maybe we can have a little party. Maybe, the three of us, at that small seafood bistro with the lobster Newburg, you love so much. I’m treating.”

They had to wait for Lena to have break and then hit her with the news. “That bastard, after all you went through for him. You were almost killed and eaten. And I could see that you have been suffering, to some degree, ever since. My poor baby.” Lena gave Linda’s a big hug and as she pulled away, Lena saw a big smile on Linda’s face. “OK. What have I missed?”

Linda gushed, “Don’t you see, I can go home now. Back to the farm. Back to a simpler life. A life where I can be my own boss. A life where I don’t need to be a cruel heartless bitch.”

Then unexpectedly, Joe chimed in, “We can go back home. We came here together and I think it only fitting that we leave together.”

Lena was dumb founded and questioned Joe. Linda urged Lena not to do anything on her account and that even if Joe could make the Marquis reinstated her, she had made her choice.

Joe finally did convince Linda, “Linda I really hope that there’s a place on that farm for me. I loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you, in high school. And my happiest moments were always with you. I should of married you along time ago, but, to tell the truth, I never thought I was good enough for you. I was afraid if I asked and you turned me down, that would be the last I would ever see of you.”

And turning to Lena, he continued, “And when Lena came along, I thought I loved her. We had grown apart a bit, then. Then when you and Lena hit it off so well, I was in paradise. My two loves loved each other and the three of us were an item, a secret item but an item, nonetheless. So I figured that as long as I kept my two beauties happy and made sure no one ever went home mad, I could have my cake and eat it too. I just hope that I haven’t lost both of you with this little confession.”

Lena was busting and had to be heard, “Guys, what about little old me? I love both of you guys and it breaks my heart to know your going. Do you suppose there could be a little spot in your paradise for me? I’ll sleep in the barn or attic, or what ever they have on a farm and I won’t eat much. I’ll even milk the dolcettes or what ever you do with dolcettes. Just don’t ask me to seriously hurt or kill one.”

Linda’s laughed back. “Now that’s my little Lena. Of course you wouldn’t have to harm a dolcette, and of course there will be a place for you, My Love. But Lena and you, Joe, still have jobs. I guess my termination was effective immediately, so guess I’ll just pack up my stuff. What am I thinking? I don’t have any stuff here that I need for my new life. Lena, you can have that leather cat suit I had the Marquis make for me, if you want. I’m sure it’ll drive the farm boys mad with desire. Don’t tell the others, I want them to know I how happy I am to go. We should get together and discuss what to do. Joe has offered me Lobster Newburg at my favorite bistro and if you play your cards right, you’ll be joining me in seafood heaven.”

Linda waited in the reception lounge and had a sweet aperitif as her former colleagues entered. She put on a happy face and lied to them, saying that she a handed in her letter of resignation two weeks ago but she didn’t want anyone to know, so she had management keep it quiet. When one or two of the bewildered women questioned her, Linda merely had to mention her problems in the orient to elicited sympathy and shut people up. Linda even used that ploy on Alexa when the blonde bombshell came over with her good byes. Alexa hugged and offered good wishes and acted surprised, even though Linda knew that the Marquis would have consulted Alexa before taking any action. Linda appreciated that Alexa took the cue and made a quick exit.

The trio did met for dinner and, in honor of the day’s events, all three ordered Lobster Newburg. When it arrived, Lena boasted, “I came by earlier with some of my maternal goodies and asked them to use it in the sauce. I know how much Joey likes the taste.” Joe blushed and Linda’s jaw dropped. Lena let out a big laugh, saying, ”Just kidding. But, I am glad, it would have been the only girl meat on the menu.”

The three, loosely, mapped out their future, between courses. They would get a farm and raise dolcettes for sale to the gourmet dolcette market, as before. They would continue to try to deal with the Marquis, if allowed. They wanted a comfortable life style that forced fewer compromises of their values. Lena was adamant that no dolcettes would be killed or abused in their care.

But as the Lobster came and Linda’s face lighted up with delight, the conversation creased and all three enjoyed their dinner. Joe, ever the gentleman picked up the tab, thinking, ‘I’ll be eating peanut butter sandwiches for the next month.’ But, happy that his two beauties were enjoying the evening and his company, he left with a full, contented stomach.

The three met over the weekend, from morning to evening, discussing their plans in detail. Food was ordered in and the Internet was constantly in use. The only break was for lovemaking.

A more detailed plan was fleshed out.

They would look for a farm in a scenic rural setting starting from Linda and Joe’s old stomping ground. None were particular about an actual location but all three wanted a pleasant setting for themselves and the dolcettes. As much ground work as possible would be done to insure that the neighbours were friendly and cooperative and would respect privacy. The same with the local towns. Joey had opted for a large modern farmhouse with a grand kitchen, a mini mansion, thinking that all three would want to live together, for once. But, both Linda and Lena politely deferred, saying that they preferred their own houses or apartments off the farm.

They liked to be independent; and their current living arrangements were doing an admirable job of keeping their friendships growing. So Joey would remain the laird of the realm in less palatial surroundings. Joey insisted that all buildings be modern and have or allow for the easy installation of the newest amenities. Linda concurred and Lena had, from the start, said she would leave farm matters to the experts. The three did a quick financial assessment of their assets and the money they could expect as severance pay and came to two important decisions. Even through Lena had considerably fewer assets; all three would be equal partners in the new venture. Lena objected and Linda and Joey agreed to let Lena pay up to their level, if she wished, as her income grew. Linda echoed Joe when she told Lena, “We’re all in this together and you’re taking as big a risk as anyone. A few dollars down the road won’t amount to a hill of beans. Do what makes you most comfortable.”

Second, the farm buildings should meet Joe’s requirements. The farmhouse should be comfortable enough for him, “And comfortable enough, to allow him to entertain us, in the style we have become accustomed to”, quipped Linda. The other buildings should be suitable for housing the dolcettes. If new facilities were needed, they would be added.

Joe and Linda decided to build quickly to the same stock level as their old farm had been at, when they left for the Mansion. Around 125 to 150 dolcettes. 10 dolcettes per month, going to market. Joe was confident that the fattening period should be no longer than one year or eighteen months at the most. The gourmet market was geared toward young dolcettes. The conversions had to be at least eighteen years old when they were sold to the fattening farms allowing little time, to play with, to get a prime gourmet dolcette at peak age to market.

When the topic turned to dolcettes. It was Lena’s turn to assert herself. The dolcettes were real human women and should be treated as such; they were not mindless, soulless animals. Linda and Joe agreed but explained that they were in the farming business and their livestock was dolcettes. They were powerless to change the system. The best they all could do was to make the final months of their lives as easy and comfortable as possible for their dolcettes and give them some pleasure.

A tearful Linda told her lovers about the hanging of the oriental cutie in the BDSM dungeon and how she was sure that she had murdered the little beauty, without even knowing for sure if the oriental was a dolcette or a sex slave. Jack recounted his brutal treatment of the blonde woman prisoner. The fog of the drinks had cleared enough to know that he had brutalized and mutilated a beautiful woman that wasn’t even a converted dolcette.

All three were soon hugging and sobbing quietly.

Things progressed and a farm was found with a cut stone farmhouse that had recently been renovated by a weekend hobby farm couple. The house had been big to begin with and, now fully modernized, it was a comfortable nest for Joe. As he kept pointing out to the girls, there were bedrooms for them. At one point he even cajoled Lena and Linda to chose their overnight rooms and had the rooms renovated and furnished to each of his beauties’ wishes.

They would have to build a dorm for the dolcettes. Joe had contacted the local conversion centres and found out that the next auction sale of livestock was later that month, a quarterly sale. So Joe resolved to have things ready for at least five or six dolcettes by the time the sale had arrived. It was decided that a quick upgrading of the barn would be done. In essence, building a dorm inside the huge barn structure to house the dolcettes and the house would be used for all the services until proper facilities could be built. Joe vowed that the dolcettes would be sleeping in the guest rooms if need be.

Finally the auction sale day arrived. The trio had picked out about ten dolcettes that might be of interest. Joe was hopeful of acquiring up to four dolcettes. There was one stunning blonde with an angelic face and big bright blue eyes. Her body was a harmony of curves and fleshy round female parts. The breasts were small for a dolcette but in perfect harmony with her body. All three farmers quickly identified the little nymph as the number one target.

Joey and Linda returned from the sale with two small dolcettes. In many respects the two petite girls could have been sisters. One had lustrous black hair as thick and glorious as Linda’s and the other was a little pixie with a blonde pageboy. The bodies were both slim. The raven-haired girl had medium breasts with big dark nipples. The little blonde had small mounds and big puffy nipples that seemed to take up the whole breast area. The faces were innocent and young with a sense of awe etched into their bright blue eyes.

Joey introduced the raven-haired beauty to Lena as Linda’s long lost sister and said the blonde could be Lena’s cousin. Linda gave Joe a nonapproving stare. The couple told Lena that the prize blonde had gone for an unbelievable price. They had purchased the black haired girl at a reasonable price and were happy with her acquisition. They had bid on some of the other dolcettes but quit when the prices rose to the point where Joe had lost interest. The little pixie was a bargain. With her almost nonexistent breasts she had few bidders, but Joe thought she was a late bloomer and his feed and other magical techniques would cause her breasts to become full and prominent assets. He admitted, he was enamored of her elfin beauty and bet the two women that as his little elf matured into a full figured blonde beauty, she too would draw top dollar.

Joe went to the raven-haired dolcette and weighed her breasts, explaining to Lena how he hoped to manipulate their growth to match his standards. From there, he weighted the ass checks and rubbed the thighs. When he sat his beauty down and spread the vagina of the dolcette, Lena freaked, “Stop your mistreating the poor thing. You can’t just pawl and grope her.”

Joe jumped back in amazement, as Linda explained to Lena that Joe was simply showing off it new livestock. The girl was a converted dolcette and their job as farmers was to get her fattened for market and a profitable sale. Lena, at once realized that she had been wrong and apologized to Joey. All three knew that it would take time to harden Lena to the rigors of the dolcette farm and what happened on it.

So there was no need to use the “just in case” bedrooms, but Joey let his new dolcettes sleep in the guest room anyway, rationalizing that he would be able to keep an eye on his new acquisitions all the time and wouldn’t have to constantly going in and out of the house.

Lena agreed to shower and clean the girls and get them ready for bed. The two women had decided earlier to stay the night and help Joey settle the dolcettes. Lena came back from the large bathroom, dripping wet, with a wicked gleam in her eye and a sly grin. And shook her breasts at Joe and Linda who were quietly planning their next move.

Lena spoke, “Guys, washing those little beauties has really turned me on. Do you suppose the conversion has not really taken hold yet, and that, we really have two beautiful scared girls, naked and alone, in a big house with three strangers, that need our loving support and reassurance that they are safe for tonight, anyway. At worst, we would only be teaching dolcettes how to pleasure themselves. I planned to start doing that Monday anyways, as we all decided. I would really like to taste that pixie’s cunt juices and see if Linda’s little sister can fuck as well as the older sib. And Joey I really need you to do my tits. In all the excitement I forgot my breast pump and you know I don’t like to waste my milk. Linda you’re invited to. Oh, not just to suck me dry but give some solace and loving care to our guests. Let’s let them be guests in a house one last time.”

Joe got the message as Lena rubbed her breasts and squirted a jet of milk toward them. He had a hard on when Lena brought the little pixie and had the girl lay on a chair with her legs spread open to Joe and her pussy dripping wet. When the little girl began rubbing her pussy and moaning quietly, Joe was on her. Linda was bewildered. She had expected that the three lovers would end up in one of the beds at some point, but she wasn’t sure fucking dolcettes was quite right. Lena brought in a grinning little beauty and took Linda’s hand. She rubbed the hand over the little body as the girl squealed in delight. Then Lena kissed Linda passionately and whispered, “How can you deny this little one a modicum of pleasure knowing what her future holds.”

Linda hugged the girl and for the night, the little maiden was not a dolcette, only a playful sex kitten. Linda looked at Joe and saw that he had already penetrated his little blonde sex kitten and the two were fucking madly. Linda moved her body over the nymph crushing both sets of breasts together and began lustily kissing her love for the night. Lena joined in the hug for a while. As the women separated Lena licked the nymph’s breast and sucked the nipples hard eliciting a sharp ‘ow’ of pain then she thrust her engorged nipple in the girls mouth urging the sex kitten to suck. The warm sweet fluid, that filled the mouth of the girl, was a pleasant surprise. Lena lay back and allowed the girl to enjoy the rich milk. A pleasant sucking at her other breast told Lena that Linda was attacking the other tit. Lena felt pressure on her cunt and glanced down to see Linda holding the nymph’s hand on her pussy. Linda was showing the girl how to please a woman. The hand was shown how to finger the pussy and penetrate the vagina. Lena could see both the Linda and the nymph fingering their own slits as they pleasured her.

Linda dislodged her student from the breast of her lover and pulled nymph’s head to Lena’s cunt and demonstrated how to arouse a woman’s cunt, stimulating the clitoris and labia till both were engorged, to their full glory. The little girl showed Linda her own expertise by rubbing and licking Linda to sexual flush. The three beauties formed a triangle and attacked each other’s pussies, as if I a contest of lust and passion. After all the clits and labia were engorged, each set of genitals was brought to climax. Then G-spots were found and stimulated to ecstasy. To all three it had seemed like hours of pleasure.

The women rested for a while and found Joe. The little blonde jumped on to them creating a pile of beautiful nude bodies. Joey made sure that Lena’s breasts were not drained and sated himself on Lena’s magnificent milk machines. Lena made sure that the blonde pixie tasted the sweet mother’s milk and lay back to enjoy her breasts being drained.

Joe knew he had to penetrate the little black-haired sex kitten and fuck her till he had ejaculated into her love tunnel, and the minx was just as eager to get her cunt filled with warm man fluid. Joe withdrew his cock three or four time to have it sucked and licked, but when the little beauty didn’t know what to do, Linda took over that job and made sure Joe’s cock was hard and ready to continue his attack on the girl’s cunt. The other three women didn’t miss Joe. All genitals and sexual body parts were licked and sucked to climax. The little raven shrieked her orgasm, followed by Joe’s grunt of satisfaction. The women continued until they had all climaxed.

The five spent lovers snoozed peacefully, a beautiful sight were anyone able to see the glistening bodies.

After a while Lena roused the girls and led them back to their cots. She walked to her room, paused, considered and then rejoined Joe and Linda. Maybe Joe and Linda would wake up later and want to continue or the fun and games may resume in the morning. In any event, Lena didn’t want to be left out. Besides, she thought, she liked the reassuring feeling of her lovers’ body resting against her.

Tomorrow was the dawn of a new day and a new life.

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