Chapter 6: Finding Pride
It was the next day at dinner that Bob spoke up. "After you get this all cleaned up, go take a shower. I am in the mood for some fun and games."
Donna's eyes lit up and she gave Junie an excited look.
Junie was just finishing braiding Donna's hair when they heard a loud series of thumps in the play room. Junie peeked out of the bathroom and stared as Bob wrestled a large complex wooden frame down the access doors into the basement. Donna was looking over her shoulder and exclaimed, "This has to be it!"
Bob stopped and stared at the two women peeking at him and growled, "Don't just stand there. Come help me with this."
Junie darted to grab one end and helped him maneuver it through the double doors that led to the outdoors. Donna stood back looking at the thing warily, "I am not helping until I know what he is going to do to us with it."
Bob laughed ominously. "I think you are going to be surprised." He gave her a hard look, "And I think you are going first."
Donna shook her head and began to back away. "Not until I know what to expect."
Junie watched in consternation. She knew that no matter what Bob said, she would do it. This resistance was puzzling to her. "Sir, I would be glad to do it, whatever it is."
Donna giggled, "Yes, let Junie be first."
Bob looked exasperated, "All right who is the Master around here?"
Both Donna and Junie chimed in together. "You are our Master."
The complex wooden frame looked like a cross between a yard swing and a torture device. A seat like device hung from an A-frame, but there seemed to be a lot of pegs and things that could be moved so that the whole thing looked confusing. Junie could see the source of Donna's suspicion. Squelching down a giggle she stepped in front of it, "Okay, how do I climb onto this?" She tried to look serious and properly subservient, but she was having trouble keeping a straight face.
Donna was doing a worse job. "Or maybe you should say into it."
Junie was intently watching her Master. Bob was at a loss for words. He had obviously put hours into making this... this thing and had expectations of 'ooohs' and 'aaahs' and now instead both she and Donna were struggling to fight insane giggle attacks and losing ground every second. Junie could tell that Bob was trying to get angry, but he was fighting the urge to laugh too.
Of the three of them, Junie had the most control, but she was losing ground fast. "Come on, show me. I want to do it." By now Donna was sitting on the floor tears running down her face holding her sides and Bob was not doing much better. Junie put her hand on the swing seat noticing that it had a wide access opening like a toilet seat and lost what little control she had.
They were all in a pile on the floor, giggling weakly, wiping tears from their eyes when Bob finally took control of the situation. Standing up he shoved the contraption up against the wall. "Okay, you two. Change of plans. Neither one of you get to see what this is for, at least not now." He began to pull off his clothes and, when he was nude, he turned and headed out the door. "Come on." Both Donna and Junie followed him out the door little giggles still rising up to the surface occasionally as they walked out into the cool night air.
They followed Bob down to the edge of the lake and, without any warning, he picked Donna up and threw her out into the icy water. She shrieked as she splashed into the water and then called out in a strangled voice. "Come on in the water's fine!"
Bob turn to Junie, "You too!" He grabbed her wrist and began to walk out into the water. Junie gasped as the icy water rose up around her thighs and then knowing it was inevitable, dived in and swam out to where Donna was treading water. Bob swam beside her, his arms cutting through the dark water smoothly.
The water was almost unbearably cold and almost instantly her teeth were chattering as violent shivering began to shake her. Bob was shivering just as hard as he laughed and said, "I guess I should have asked if you could swim."
"Oh, Sir, we fat girls float like corks."
Donna laughed, "Now I am jealous. Honey, this is just too cold, I am starting to cramp up. I really need to get out or you will have to save me." And she began to swim to the shore.
Bob followed her. "Okay, let's go get a shower and warm up."
Soon they were all in the basement shower and had all the shower heads running, letting the warm water run over their bodies. It felt sizzling hot against Junie's icy skin. After they had dried off, they all got big cups of coffee and snuggled up together in Junie's king sized bed.
Bob chuckled again in memory and said, "Well, that was a disaster."
Junie protested. "Oh no, Sir, I am sure it will be just fine. And I can't remember the last time I had such a good time laughing. Maybe if you told me what to expect I could maintain a... um... I could behave better."
Bob looked at Junie and then Donna, trying to look serious, but Junie could tell he was a little embarrassed at the same time. "I just was trying to figure out a way to position you or Donna so we could have easy access for either anal or vaginal intercourse, or both at the same time. I wanted to provide support to you and get you up a little higher." He looked perplexed. "I am not even sure that thing would work." He then looked at Donna, his eyes warning her to be careful. "I also bought a fucking machine!"
Both women froze and looked at him and then at each other. Donna spoke carefully, "Honey, why did you do that?"
Bob looked surprised and then laughed, "Because I think the idea of sitting and watching you get fucked by a machine to be insanely sexy." And then he looked thoughtful, "And also I worry about keeping up with two such beautiful, responsive and horny women. I figured a little mechanical help might not be such a bad idea. I am not as young as I used to be."
Donna climbed up into his lap and wrapped her arms around him. "Bob, you will always be our Master and whatever you have to give us will be more than enough to keep your bitches happy. But if you think the idea of watching a machine fuck me silly is sexy, go get the thing and hook me up. I have to admit I am curious as hell about the whole thing myself."
When Bob came back into the bedroom, he was carrying what looked like a large plastic tool box. Junie stayed on the bed, but Donna was up and looking over his shoulder, peering curiously into the box when he opened it. "Oh I have seen those on the internet!" Her tone changed a little. "Those are expensive."
Bob laughed and shook his head. "I spent more on making that wooden sex swing and Junie's new leather shackles. Donna, we have plenty of money; stop being such a scrooge." He took a metal shaft out of the tool box and slid it into a hole in the side. He strung out a cord and plugged it into the wall. "Wait here and don't touch." He went out to the playroom and Junie could see him leaning over the scarred wooden trunk she was starting to think of as the toy box. Donna had her hands behind her back and was eyeing the whole apparatus with a fascinated look on her face. She whispered to Junie, "I have always wanted to try one of these, but they are so expensive. I just hated the idea of spending that much money and then maybe not liking it."
Junie was looking at her Mistress trying not to giggle. "I have seen things on the internet about Sybians, but I never thought much about trying one out. I think the money was a barrier and I always was satisfied with just my fingers anyway. That does not look like a Sybian though."
Donna shook her head. "No, I think this is designed to simulate the in and out thrusting movement a lot more."
Bob spoke from the door way. "Which one strikes your fancy?" He was holding up two different flesh colored, realistic looking dildos. One was almost eight inches long, but the other was a lot bigger and thicker. Junie made a little squeak at the sight of it.
Donna looked at both and chewed on her lip. She looked at Bob and whispered, "Which one would it please my Master to watch?" Her face was red, but Junie could see her small pink nipples had tightened into hard nubs. Bob looked at Donna in surprise and then grinned. "Let's use the big one."
Donna shivered and her voice was husky as she responded, "My Master can see into my heart."
Suddenly Bob was all business. As he attached the large dildo to the shaft sticking out of the side of the box, he began directing in short clipped sentences, "Junie, drag the chair into here. Put it by the end of the bed. It should be about the correct height. Donna, get on the bed. Let's start out with you on your back." After Junie pulled the chair into the room he picked up the mechanism and put it on the chair. He turned on the machine and they all watched as the shaft began to reciprocate, making the dildo fuck the air. He experimented with the depth and speed for a few seconds and then turned to Junie. "Junie, lie down with your Mistress. Make love to her. Get her all wet and hot."
