Okay. I know the ending is four chapters away because it's done except for editing. It could have been one disgustingly long chapter, but I felt I could break it down into four. This chapter's content includes oral and anal sex, lesbian and heterosexual sex, interracial sex, bondage and discipline. All four chapters should be published within the week. Thanks to all those who comment. I appreciate constructive criticism. Take care.
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World's Best Diet Plan - Brianna Delivers, Pt 15
During the middle of the night, I awoke hearing halting breath again as Chantelle edged Dawn, before closing my eyes and going back to sleep.
In the morning, I heard Dawn whispering, "Please let me cum, please, God, please!" Her hands were gripping the bed sheets in total frustration.
"Monsieur has ordered me not to let you cum, Dawn. I do as Monsieur says."
"Good morning, girls," I said, startling both of them. "How are you this morning?"
"Good morning, Monsieur. I am fine."
"Good morning, Master. I'm not," fumed Dawn.
"I heard. That will be forty strokes with 'the Enforcer' for you."
"I didn't cum, Master," Dawn protested. "Chantelle wouldn't let me."
"If she had, the number of strokes would be much higher for you and she would be getting punished alongside you. You are getting twenty for attempting to get around my ban on your orgasms and twenty for attempting to get another slave to disobey her Master. Chantelle, we'll need 'the Enforcer'. Please get it."
"Oui, Monsieur."
Chantelle got up and retrieved it, bringing it back to me. I had Dawn lie over my lap. She was instantly aware of my morning wood throbbing against her hip. I'd soon be taking care of that in Chantelle. Seeing Dawn's youthful bottom draped over my lap merely increased its hardness. I removed her plug and handed it to Chantelle to clean off.
"Please count for me. If you lose track of where I am, we'll start again."
"Yes, Master," with a choke in her voice. I brought it down with a satisfying thwack. "One." Another. "Two." And so it went. The Enforcer would come down on her bottom and she'd gasp out another number, squirming provocatively on my lap. Her struggles were somewhat vigorous and at some point, my cock went between her legs and began rubbing against her clit and slit. I wasn't opposed to the delightful sensations and let her squirm there.
About the time I got to the mid-thirties, Dawn suddenly gasped, "I think I'm going to cum, Master."
"If you do, I will add fifty to your total. Do not cum!" I ordered.
"Yes, Master. Please hurry. I don't know how long I can resist."
I rushed through the last few and pushed her off my lap so she was no longer rubbing against my erection.
"Chantelle, lie down on Dawn. I'm going to fuck you now. You may arouse her thrice more, but she's not to cum. Give her a couple minutes before you start."
Chantelle pushed Dawn flat and laid herself over her in a sixty-nine. I told Dawn to start licking Chantelle's clit and I slid deep into her cunt without effort. I was already stimulated from Dawn rubbing against my cock during her spanking, so it wasn't going to take long to cum now I was enveloped in Chantelle's finely tuned pussy. A dozen strokes and I was gushing a full load deep into her cunt. When my pulsing stopped, I pulled out and told Dawn to clean me off and I felt her mouth cleansing the joint fluids from my prick. When it was clean, she was ordered to do the same for Chantelle until she climaxed three times. I went to take a shower.
My shower done, I went into the bedroom. Chantelle was sprawled across the bed in satisfied completion, Dawn was huddled in a frustrated ball.
"You may both shower now. When you're done, we'll put a larger plug in Dawn for her to wear all day."
"Oui, Monsieur."
She led Dawn to the shower and they came out twenty minutes later, fresh and squeaky clean. I had the lube and a larger plug waiting when they got out. I had Dawn bend over the bed and greased her bottom and the plug and worked it into her back door. She'd learned from the first one and didn't clench up so hard, so the only rough spot was getting the wider section past the gate. I gave it a little push with the heel of my hand to push it on in and she grunted when I did so; a ladylike grunt if there is such a thing. Helping her stand, she walked around some to test how it felt.
"Remember, collar and wrist cuffs all the time, today. You can remove the ankle cuffs if you have to go into a store for any reason. I will double the spanking you received this morning if you attempt to cum," I told Dawn.
"Yes, Master. I'll obey."
"Good, slave."
I handed Chantelle a twenty and told her to stop someplace for a fast breakfast, go to Dawn's apartment, help her to pack and bring whatever needed to go with the movers tomorrow over to the house. I said we could wash any clothes that needed cleaning, so bring those, too. Above all, Chantelle was to ensure Dawn remained a frustrated slave all day. I'd see them at the house as soon as they were done.
"Don't forget Dawn's suitcase. It's there, in the corner, and any clothes of yours you want washed."
"Oui, Monsieur."
I left on my own, heading to the house after a quick stop at Mickey D's. Once at the house, I stripped the bed of the linens, grabbed used towels and whatever was in the dirty clothes basket, separated into dark and light colors and started a load of laundry, starting with towels and bedding. I'd hold off on the clothes until the girls got here. While the washing machine was working, I checked my texts and found another one from Brianna. There was a movie of Marcia secured spread eagled to Brianna's bed. She was being hand fucked by Zoe with a big vibrator and cumming hard from the amount of thrashing about going on. Lucia and Riyuki were nibbling on her breasts. It was good to see she was being shared with others and Brianna wasn't having all the fun. The camera moved in for a close up of Marcia's cunt and you could see the liquid almost dripping from it. It was easy to see it wasn't her first orgasm of the evening. The camera person said to say 'Hi' and the three slaves all waved to me before they returned to their task of making Marcia cum. I hoped she was having a good time.
I started boxing non-perishables from the pantry the movers could take. Things with a shorter shelf life, I put in other boxes to take to the food bank. Things from the fridge would go last and we'd haul everything straight to the Harry Chapin Food Bank before going to the Hyatt. We had two cars, so we could do it one trip. Anything opened, went straight to the trash, but I'd wait until the day before the trash pick up to haul it out so I didn't stink up the garage. The bedding was in the dryer near the end of the cycle when Dawn and Chantelle arrived. Chantelle automatically got naked. I told Dawn to strip down too, so I could see the butt plug in her ass as she moved around. I told them to start a load of dark clothes if they had anything to wash. They added their things to my dark load and started the washer.
"I will be awhile before the washers done, I think we should have more fun. And by we, I mean Chantelle and I. You still can't have fun yet," I told Dawn.
I tied her to bed frame as I'd done to Chantelle a couple days before. When she was secured, we left her there. Chantelle leaned over the bed and I speared into her pussy, right in front of Dawn, fucking her through two orgasms before I climaxed myself. Chantelle licked me clean and I licked Chantelle. I touched Dawn's cunt and she was dripping wet when I ran my finger through her slit. She bucked against my hand, seeking more contact. I pulled it away, waving my finger at her.
"You seem tense," I said, "frustrated. You should take it easy. A good orgasm always helps me. I'm as loose as a goose, right now."
"I'd love to have an orgasm," Dawn spat. "I have a Master who doesn't think I should have one."
"I wonder what you did to piss him off?"
"I teased my Master to an erection when he couldn't fuck anyone."
"No wonder you're being punished. That seems a dangerous game to play with a Master."
"Master, I'm sorry. I've apologized to you. Please let me cum. Stop teasing me."
"Not yet. Chantelle, please pleasure this slave close to three more orgasms."
"Oui, Monsieur."
She knelt at Dawn's feet and started her slow tease and Dawn screamed in frustration. The bedding was dry so I pulled it out of the dryer, folded it and set it on the empty bed as Dawn was thrashing about, straining to push her cunt into Chantelle's face. I pinched Dawn's nipples and told her to be careful. She didn't want to cum or she'd face a worse punishment. She desisted with an unhappy groan. Chantelle smiled up at me with Dawn's sex fluids all around her lips.
I went into the kitchen and made sure every dish with a speck of dirt on it was loaded in the dishwasher and turned it on. Chantelle came in shortly after.
"That didn't take long," I said.
"Dawn is ready to explode," Chantelle said. "I barely touched her and she told me she was ready to cum. I rested more in between attempts than I actually spent trying to bring her close."
I laughed. Chantelle helped me finish emptying the pantry. We went under the sink for the cleaning products and I said I would leave anything with a substantial amount left in it for the new owners, but to throw away anything half empty or less. When we finished there were about seven bottles or cans left, plus half a tub of dishwasher soap. The dark load finished and I tossed them into the dryer and the whites in the washer. I went back into the bedroom and looked at Dawn stretched out.
