Summer at Pond Cove Ch. 06

Mistress Tracy walked over to stand in front of cheryl. She slowly sank to her knees and rocked back so that her ass was touching her ankles. Then she lowered her head and extended her arms as far forward as she could so that her fingertips were touching the sand at cheryl's feet.

"I submit myself to you as your slave," she said softly.

"I accept you as my slave," Mistress Cheryl responded. "And I give you the slave name, tracy."

She turned to Mistress Gloria and Mistress Sam and said loudly, "I claim my right as a Mistress and from this day forward shall be known as Mistress Cheryl."

"Welcome, Mistress Cheryl," Mistress Gloria said in response.

"Welcome, Mistress Cheryl," Mistress Sam added.

"What of the former Mistress' slave, puddy tat?" Mistress Gloria asked. "You could claim her as your own, or you could give her to another Mistress."

"I claim her as my own," Mistress Cheryl answered, "if she is willing to submit herself to me."

Puddy tat ran forward and dropped to the sand alongside Mistress Cheryl. "Oh yes," she said excitedly, "Oh yes, Mistress Cheryl, I submit myself to you as your slave."

She looked up into Mistress Cheryl's eyes and added, "... and as your lover if you will have me."

Mistress Cheryl smiled down at puddy tat and said, "You have always been my lover. Now you will also be my slave."

She then looked over at Mistress Sam and said, "This creates a problem for me, however. I do not need two slaves, and you currently have none. I offer you the gift of slave cheryl, if you would take her... and if she would submit herself to you."

She looked down at slave tracy and made a motion with her hand indicating that she should stand.

"She has always followed you around like a lost puppy," Mistress Cheryl said. "Someone who didn't know she was a Mistress might have assumed she was your slave already. I think she loves you and has always wanted to be your slave."

"Is this true?" Mistress Sam asked.

Slave tracy nodded her head rapidly and then ran over to stand in front of Mistress Sam. "If you will have me," she said timidly.

"You know the position from which that should be asked," Mistress Sam said firmly.

Tracy immediately dropped to the ground in the submission position and said, "This humble slave begs that she be accepted by such a gracious and powerful Mistress as you, Mistress Sam. I submit myself to you as your slave."

Mistress Sam looked down at tracy who was visibly quaking as she held the submission position. "I accept you as my slave," she said, "and I give you the slave name tracy."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," tracy sobbed out. "I have been so miserable as a Mistress these past few months. I envied slave cheryl and wished that I could change places with her... and now I have."

Slave tracy then dissolved into sobs and tears. Mistress Sam reached down and slowly ran her hand over tracy's bald head and then on over her back. She softly patted tracy's back for a while and then said, "Go to my room. I will be there shortly. We will see what kind of slave you are."

"Yes, Mistress," tracy yelped as she jumped to her feet and ran toward the cabin.

Mistress Sam watched tracy disappear into the cabin and then said, "Mistress Cheryl, what you said about Mistress Tracy throwing the contest was obviously true. But you placed second in those same areas. That means that you, as slave cheryl, also threw the contest. Do you care to enlighten us?"

"Yes," Mistress Cheryl replied, "I threw the contest. And I maneuvered things in the first place so that the contest would happen and that I would end up totally shaved."

She paused and looked over at holly and I still kneeling in the sand. "But I didn't lose," she said with a smile. Then she ran her hand over her very short, very black, very curly hair. "That black white girl I used to be, slave cheryl, lost."

Looking back at the Mistresses she continued, "I was always trying to fit into that white world... talk like them... straighten my hair so I looked more like them... all of that. But the best I could be was a black white girl."

Looking directly at Mistress Sam she said, "When you cut off my straight hair, slave cheryl died and Mistress Cheryl was born. It took me a little while to figure out how to come out of my cocoon, but the slave cheryl caterpillar has definitely turned into the Mistress Cheryl butterfly."

I know it was against all the rules... and maybe likely to get me punished, but I couldn't help myself. I stood up and started clapping. Holly looked at me in shock, but then she also stood up and started clapping. So did puddy tat.

I heard a low laugh and looked over at Mistress Gloria as she, too, started clapping. Mistress Sam shrugged and added her applause. "Welcome Mistress Cheryl," she said over the sound of the clapping. "The butterfly has emerged."

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