Twenty minutes later, Brenda stepped out of her shower, still toweling off her naked body.
Anika was waiting for her, showing no reaction to her boss's nudity, as usual. "Brenda, I've been vaitink to speak vis you."
"Oh, sorry. That was an usually long shower, wasn't it? Aidy and I had soooo much fun! Somehow, I got stuck on 'cleaning' his penis and ended up stroking it for a good five minutes, until he finally couldn't take any more and stuck it inside my pussy again! Then he fucked me up against the wall, with all that water running over both of us! It was such a BLAST! And in more ways than one, since he came and came inside... uh, me..." She'd realized she was getting a little carried away with her graphic language. "Um, but you probably don't want to know all that. Is this about dinner? Is it getting cold?"
"Uh, vell, it is, but dat's not vhat I vant to talk about."
Brenda saw Anika's hands fiddling with each other, which was something she did when she was nervous. "Uh-oh. This sounds serious. What is it?"
Anika sat down on Brenda's big bed, looking at it. "Did you see I made the sheets?" But she was just stalling for time to gather her thoughts, so after Brenda thanked her, she continued, "Brenda, you know dat I fully approve of vhat you unt Adrian are doink. Even doh he ist your son, dat doesn't madder to me. I can see dis is goot for him, unt for you. I saw him valk out of the shower unt go to his room a couple of minutes ago, unt he vas like a new boy."
"I agree." Brenda sat on the bed near Anika but continued to dry her wet hair with the towel, heedless of her nudity. "So what's the problem?"
Anika looked to the floor. "Vell, I'm just tinkink long term. Now dat you two have done de deed unt dere vas no big disaster, ve can all breathe a big sigh of relief. But do you stop to tink about de future?"
"I did," Brenda admitted, "and it troubled me. Then I had some long talks with Mistress Susan, and she pointed out that it's not my role to worry. That's what you and Mistress Suzanne are there for. I've told you about Mistress Susan's Big Tits Theory. Look at my body. How can you deny that this is a body built for sex?"
Anika couldn't deny that. However, she pointed out, "But you don't haf sex vis just anybody."
"No. Just Alan and Aidy. I would never THINK about having sex with any other men."
Anika though, shook her head. "But isn't dat vone master too many? Brenda, I know dat you haf an incredible body. Dat vas obvious since you vere about tirteen. But you also haf a goot brain. Except you don't use it."
Brenda stopped drying her hair, and walked to her dresser to comb it. "I know I don't, at least not when it comes to sex. Having two masters is very tricky business. When I'm with Master Alan, I can't be thinking about Adrian, and when I'm with Adrian, I can't be thinking about Alan. What good would that do, anyway? The best thing I can do is clear my mind and live entirely in the moment. These past weeks, I've been training myself to do that. That's why I've taken up meditation and yoga. And I've been getting pretty good at it, I must say."
"Vell, dat's... interestink, but vhen it comes right down to it, you're placink de fate of your family into de hands of a near total stranger. I don't know a tink about dis master business, so it's really up to Suzanne."
"Mistress Suzanne," Brenda corrected, automatically. "I'll admit, when I placed my fate in the hands of her family, she was mostly a stranger. Even Alan was a stranger. But I just knew in my heart it was the right thing to do. Since then, I've gotten to know them a lot better, especially Mistress Susan. I talk to her on the phone every day, as you know, sometimes for hours. You've met or talked to both of them, and now you've seen Master Alan. What do you think; was I wrong?"
"Vell, no, not exactly. I like Mistress Suzanne a lot. Just vone look at her, unt you can tell she's a smart cookie. Unt your Master Alan, I vas pleasantly surprised. He seems kvite mature for his age. Unt he carries an air of kindness unt responsibility."
"Not to mention an air of sexual superiority and masterful domination," Brenda added smugly. Just thinking about that gave her a rush.
Anika wasn't exactly convinced. "Ya, vell, maybe dat too. But dis Mistress Susan, I don't know about her. She seems to have some kooky ideas. Wery kooky. It's obvious she has a goot heart, but if she's advisink you, den dat's like the blint leading de blint. You're smart. You need to tink for yourself sometimes. Vat Suzanne, Susan, or Alan tink is best for de Hunter family may not alvays be vat's best for dis family."
Brenda sighed. "That's true. Everyone has their own biases, no matter how much they may try to think objectively, and oftentimes they don't even realize it. It would probably be best if I take a time out from my increasingly active and satisfying sex slave life, from time to time, and look at the big picture. It would be good to have someone else to confer with, someone with a different point of view."
Anika saw the way Brenda was staring at her, and waved her hands in the air in distress. "No! Not me! Don't look at me like dat! You know dat all I know about is cookink unt cleanink. I've lived an even more sheltered life dan you!"
"Hmmm. Well, at the Plummers' weekly poke-her party I met a woman named Xania. The Plummers use her as their psychologist and sex therapist."
"Is she objective?"
"Well, she is big-titted and beautiful, and Master Alan does fuck her hard and long, just like any woman he fancies. But she seems surprisingly immune to his charms. Oh, she loves it when he fucks her, of course. The Big Tits Theory will tell you that. But she was invited to join his harem, and she actually turned the offer down! Can you believe that?! She has her own life up in L.A. And from all I've heard, she gives good advice, and she likes to help people."
Anika sighed. "Vell, dat's sometink, I guess. Does she believe in dis Big Tits Teory?"
"No, sadly, she hasn't seen the light about that, yet."
"Goot! Maybe she'd be a goot advisor after all. You should talk to her soon. Vere are tinks goink? Vat if dere's a conflict between Alan unt Aidy, for instance? Vat if both of dem need you at de same time?"
"If there's a conflict, hopefully Mistress Suzanne and others could help me resolve it. If they both need me, I've already talked that over with the Plummers, and they agree: Aidy comes first. After all, Master Alan has a large harem with lots of women in it, but Aidy only has one mother."
"Vell, tank Gott for dat! Dese Plummers do seem like good people, unt dat's vone good example of dem havink some sense, but I still vorry. I know you really need to live dis submissive lifestyle, unt Aidy can't be de master you need, at least not until he becomes a man, unt maybe not even den. But you're svimmink in uncharted vaters, unt I've got a bad feelink about dis two masters business. You need to tink vis your brain! Aidy is your son first und foremost, your only real family."
"You're right. Thanks for the reality check. But what happened to dinner? It must be getting cold by now, and Aidy's probably getting nervous. Can you help me dress? I wanna pick out something really revealing and SEXY!"
She got up to go to her walk-in closet, but then she stopped and turned back. "That is, unless there's anything else that's bothering you?"
"Yes, dere is." Anika thought, Vat if Aidy makes Brenda pregnant? Or Alan does for dat matter? Vat if Aidy talks at school about vat he's done? Vat if Brenda's soon to be ex-husband finds out vat's happenink? Dat's just a few of many, many problems she could face, unt she doesn't see!
Instead of giving voice to her fears, she merely said, "But ve can talk about dose tinks later. Tonight is de night for fun."