A Taste Of Slavery Ch 27

Julia and Lisa prepare for their Master's absence. Janet wishes to learn more about herself. Scott goes to LA for the week, receives a nice surprise. This chapter contains oral and anal sex, lesbian sex, forced orgasms, bondage and good old fucking. STD's are not an issue in this fantasy.

Ch 27 - Missing Master, Pt 1

JULIA

Lisa claimed Master's reward Friday morning. Again, I had to kiss her and taste his cum before she swallowed. What a change from before my slavery. It was like nectar to me now.

After Master left, Lisa and I worked on the bed frames. We were progressing well, and as we worked, we talked.

"When are you going to contact Zoe?" Lisa asked.

"When we break for lunch," I replied. "How was the poker game last night?"

"Good. Regina won the big money, but without a slave to win, she seems bored with it. Everyone was generally on their best behavior. I received the usual double entendres, but no worse than I'm used to. Reneé was treated fine by everyone. A few people patted her ass as they were served, but no more liberties were taken above that. Jerry never had to speak to anyone. Naturally, being made to serve naked had Reneé in a sexual dither. I could smell her across the room. She's quite the slave meat. How was your meeting with Janet?"

"It went well. I believe she felt better when she left than she did when she arrived. I recommended she come clean with Chen about Tuesday night. I think she will."

"How do you think Chen will deal with it?"

"I suspect okay. He was the one who said you must learn to deal with people as they are, not try to change them. Obviously, Tuesday was at least a small part of who Janet is. The only one she fucked was Reneé. No one in our acquaintance seemed put off by two women having sex together. Hell, Chen even let Ron suck him off because he was curious. It shouldn't be a fucking big deal to him."

"I suppose you're right. Do you think she's a sex slave?"

"I don't know yet. She has submissive tendencies, but she's coming from a bad relationship which shattered the trust she feels towards men. It's hard to be a sex slave without trust. She might trust women more, but she's likely not really interested in women, or she'd have expressed her interest before Tuesday. She could end up doing submissive things with the right person, but it may be a while before she's a true submissive."

And so the morning went. We were working like a team and getting things done. We stopped for lunch, a big one as we'd eat lightly tonight and while Lisa prepared something to put in the oven for supper, I called Zoe.

Apparently Zoe didn't have my cell phone number in her phone, because she didn't know who was calling.

"Hello?"

"It's Julia Rivers, Zoe."

"Julia, I'm pleased to hear from you. I'm so sorry you can't come with Scott when he stays here. We could have had a good time while he was in class and I still haven't tasted your sister slave yet. Does she taste as good as she looks?"

"Much better, if I'm being honest."

"What can I do for you?"

"We'd like to arrange for a slave to take care of Master if we could."

"What a loving, caring slave you are to want your Master served in your absence. You do know we're all lesbian here, right?"

"We know you are, yes. But some of the women were trying to have children and Master would make an excellent father. He's tall, handsome, intelligent. Plus, I thought, perhaps since you'd had sex with him before, you wouldn't find it totally repugnant to have sex with him again. It wouldn't have to be every night. A few times perhaps to take the edge off."

Zoe laughed. "For you, I'd probably do it. You're right. He's a handsome hunk and it wouldn't kill me to fuck him again. He can't even make me pregnant. I don't think any of the others seeking a child will be going through a fertile period while he's here, and thy tend to only want to accept man meat when they are."

"We met a girl at the pool. I think her name was Dawn. Anyway, bisexual as opposed to pure lesbian. Perhaps she'd like a good prick as a change of pace. Perhaps you could check with her."

"Yes, Chantelle's replacement. She does like cock. Mistress is somewhat leery of letting bisexuals play with cocks too much since Sam stole Chantelle from her. Your Master isn't ready to add a third slave to your triumvirate is he?"

"He says the two of us are more than he can handle so I doubt it, but he fell in love with Lisa, so who knows. I never thought I'd fall in love with Lisa either. Good friends only."

"Perhaps if she doesn't spend consecutive nights with him, Mistress might consider allowing Scott to fuck her. Perhaps we can alternate, but I'm really starting to show now. Maybe Scott won't be interested in fucking me."

I laughed. "I'm showing as well and it hasn't seemed to affect his desire to fuck in the slightest, if last night's any indication."

"You'll owe me if I fuck your husband."

"I'm good for it. I'd rather owe you all of my life than try to cheat you out of it," I said, laughing. "I enjoyed the last time we were together."

"You and Lisa both, since I'm doing it for her too," Zoe said, laughing some more.

"I'm sure something satisfactory can be arranged. If Dawn is a satisfactory bedmate, perhaps she can play with Master while the rest of us share a bed."

"You might owe Mistress as well."

"Perhaps the four of us then. Her bed is big enough."

"Yes, it is. I'll add your phone number to my contacts and text you her response to your request."

"Thank you, Zoe. I appreciate it."

I hung up. Lisa said, "It sounds as if you were successful in arranging sexual companionship for Master?"

"If her Mistress approves."

"There's to be some quid pro quo involved?"

"Yes, she said she'd like to spend time with both of us in exchange, and her Mistress may need to be repaid as well. Brianna is reluctant sharing her bisexual slaves with cocks after losing Chantelle to Sam."

"When are you going to tell Master?"

"Not until I know for sure and it might be a nice surprise for him if I say nothing at all."

"He might be reluctant to accept unless he knows we're both on board. Master is quite honorable in regards to our feelings."

"We'll make sure he knows the slave comes with our full support. Zoe can inform him and he can call us if he wants confirmation."

"That would make a fabulous surprise, a naked slave girl slipping into his bed."

I laughed. "He might need to know before she slips into his bed. He might think it's a burglar and strangle the poor girl. I'm sure Zoe can handle it appropriately."

We got back to work on the bed frame. It appeared we would have the first one done before Master came back from LA. Too bad it wouldn't be before. We'd have to make a special trip down there to deliver it. Since we'd have two, we'd probably wait until both were done. At least it would provide us the opportunity to repay any favors we owed.

******

SCOTT

I almost wished I'd taken the day off today. Leaving my two slaves for a week would be hard. Then there was exercise class tonight, so I'd not get to fuck them until they came home. I would certainly spend as much time fucking as I could on Saturday and Sunday before I had to leave. I was used to sex now, and lots of it. It was amazing how much you could have sex when you were having sex frequently. It's as if your body jacked up the hormones or chemicals it required for erections because you needed them more. I'd gone from having orgasms two or three times per week pre slavery, to two, three or four times daily post slavery, and if I had my way, it would be six or seven tomorrow, and maybe four more times Sunday. I hope my cock would be up for it, pun intended.

Jerry informed me he found a General Contracting class which ran from four to nine each weeknight. He would be starting after I got back from LA, so I guess Reneé's exercising with my slaves was safe for now. I admit I missed not having them the whole evening either. I'd practically stopped watching TV except when I was teasing them. Sex was our usual agenda anymore. One thing about female slaves is their needs were quite pronounced. Both of them wanted to fuck often. If I didn't let them pleasure each other part of the time, I'm sure my dick would fall off from overuse. It was a great problem to have.

When I came home, I realized they were feeling the same sense of loss from my pending trip as they were. I don't remember a blow job so lovingly given. They had me lie down on the bed and while one of them laved my ball sack, the other caressed my cock so beautifully with their mouths, I almost didn't want to cum. Switching back and forth, each of them exhibited extraordinary care and attention to my shaft and when Julia accepted my seed, it seemed she drank the nectar of the gods she swallowed so eagerly. To top it off, the last few drops collected on her tongue, she dripped into Lisa's waiting mouth, sharing it with her. I wanted to fuck someone immediately, but they had to leave.

"Your supper's in the oven on warm, Master," Lisa said after swallowing her share. "We'll see you later."

"God, I want to fuck one of you right now," I growled hoarsely.

"Save that thought, sir," Julia said. "We'll eagerly accept whatever you wish to give us when we get home. We cleansed our asses for you when we cleaned up after work. We'll do it again tomorrow morning. You may have your slaves in whatever manner you choose to have them tomorrow."

I attempted to grab one of them to plunge my cock into a tight ass, if even for a moment, but they deftly dodged. Of course I could have ordered one to comply, but I wasn't ready to be that bastard just yet. Later tonight would come soon enough. It was just three hours until they returned. It would give me more time to recuperate. So I lay there on the bed watching them don their exercise clothes, my cock hard again. After they left, I got up and ate, then worked on the plans for bed frames for different sized mattresses. I was incorrect on my estimation of the St. Andrews cross attachment. It fit under a double bed as well, though just barely. As I doubted any Master's with slaves would much care to sleep on anything smaller than a double bed, that shouldn't be an issue.

I checked on the progress they'd made on the new bed frame and it was in an advanced state of construction. It wouldn't be ready before I left, but it might be before I returned. They were becoming quite accomplished carpenters. The advancements in power tools certainly had helped females to work wood. Axes, hand saws and drills, regular screwdrivers and wrenches might have required more brawn, but if you could hold a power tool, you could do anything now. It wasn't as if they weren't both in prime physical condition either. They both worked hard enough at it. That reminded me. I should speak to Mistress Dark and tell her about the new bondage pieces we were making.

"Good evening, Master Scott," Rose answered. "How may I help you?"

"Good evening, Rose. How are you?"

"Very well, sir."

"Is your Mistress available?"

"Of course, sir. Give me a moment and I'll put her on."

"Thank you."

The phone went silent as she put me on mute and a minute later, MD picked up.

"Good evening, Scott. What's up?"

"I've developed a new bondage bed frame which will work on bed sizes from double to Alaskan King. We're looking to build more and sell them and I wanted to see if you still wanted to do business with us?"

"Of course. Do you have pictures?"

"I do have some, taken when I sent them to Mistress Brianna. She ordered one for $10,000."

"That seems steep."

"It's for a nine by nine mattress. I'm thinking maybe eight or eight and a half for a King or California King. Seven or seven five for Queen. A little less for a double, though most people don't do doubles anymore."

"Text me some pictures and let me take a look at them."

"One moment, they'll be on their way."

I picked four of the photos which showed Julia displayed on various bondage points. I waited a few minutes.

"Well, what do you think?"

"Fucking exquisite," she said. "It's making me so fucking aroused just looking at the goddamn pictures. Rose, honey, start licking my cunt, dear." I heard a couple low moans as Rose settled into her task. "Would you make me a King sized at your price less my 30% commission?"

"Of course."

"This will be a big seller, no question. By the way, I believe your other piece sold. I'm just waiting for the check to clear."

"How much?" I asked.

"Five."

"You sold it used, right?"

"Lightly used. It's still in pristine condition. I probably have two more orders for them as well, as soon as you can get them to me."

"Shit. You know, if these become higher volume pieces, we'll probably have to start our own website and shipping rather than go through you, no offense."

"None taken, though I shall miss doing business with you. It would be the smart thing to do, business wise. I never mind people doing what's good for business. I'll take what I can get while I can get it. Can I use these pictures in my on-line catalog."

Mistress Dark started moaning and I assume it meant Rose was successful in giving her an orgasm. I waited until her breathing seemed more normal before continuing.

"I'd prefer my naked wife not become a permanent fixture on the internet. I'll be happy to take pictures of your slaves in their place if you want models for the pieces."

"It will make them sell much better. Look at me. Instantly horny. I'll send them both on Monday if that's all right."

"I'll be out of town on Monday, but my slaves can handle the task."

"May I tell my slaves they may enjoy the favors of yours when they come."

"Two orgasms apiece for each of them from each of mine," I replied.

"It's a shame I can't come myself," Mistress Dark laughed. "I have prior business scheduled. I'll send you a check for the piece after the check clears unless you'd like to pick it up yourself."

"No, I trust the mail system that much, at least."

"You should set up a business account. I could deposit the money electronically."

"Have to think up a name for the business, but thanks, that's an excellent idea."

"We'll talk to you later. I'll let you know when your bed frame is done."

"Goodbye, Scott."

So my slaves now had three more pieces to make, and MD thought the beds would sell like crazy. They might need the extra help sooner than I thought, and I wasn't sure we could keep building things in my basement if they needed mass production. Maybe Chen would be open to leaving his garage available to my slaves. God, if Janet joined their workforce, they could go back to exercising in the morning and give me the evenings to fuck my slaves. It would make Jerry plenty happy as well.

I wondered how Chen's date with Janet was going, anyway?

******

I already had an erection before I heard the girls come in. Fucking slaves telling me they'd cleansed their asses earlier, then leaving me to work out. I'd be working out their lovely bums in no time. They were naked before they walked through the bedroom door, probably suspicious they'd left me in a state before they left. So I was. Wrapping both of them in my arms, I kissed them both, their hungry mouths searching for mine.

Breathless, Julia said, "Would you like us to shower, or would you like to fuck us as is, hot and sweaty?"

"Hot and sweaty works for me," I growled, hauling them to the bed.

They both laughed merrily. "I told you he'd be ready to fuck," Lisa said.

Julia got on the bed, the modified slave position with her ass up, her head down and her arms stretched out in front of her. "Which hole do you desire, Master? All of them are open for business."

In answer, I got behind her and slid into the humid wetness of her cunt, making her gasp in pleasure. I enjoyed fucking her pretty pussy only long enough to make her cum and lubricate my cock, then switched to the other hole so enticingly arrayed for my viewing pleasure. She gasped more sharply when I plunged up her rectum. Not to be left out of things, Lisa weaseled between our legs and alternately licked Julia's cunt and sucked my ball sack. Fuck. She was going to make me cum faster than I'd planned, but I was sure she planned on sucking me to hardness again as soon as I emptied myself in Julia's ass. Whatever she was doing to my balls, she was doing one better to Julia's cunt. Julia climaxed again, and that one barely died and she spasmed again, squeezing delightfully on my cock. As soon as she did, Lisa switched back to my sack and with a deep groan, I exploded into Julia's bottom, spewing an evening's worth of anticipation far up her fundament.

As soon as Julia collapsed forward on the bed, my cock falling out of her puckered star, Lisa had her lips around it sucking up a storm. She gathered the last few drops of my cum from my shaft and kept me hard enough to use it again. Planting herself in Julia's place, she waggled her ass and looking back provocatively, said, "My turn, Master." My cock still glistening from her saliva, I easily pushed into her back door, eliciting an enticing moan.

I knew my slaves alway preferred to be the second one, as I always lasted longer the second time than I did the first. This would be no exception. I settled in for the long haul, slow deep strokes through the tight ring of her anus. Julia had switched as well. She was now burrowed between our legs making magic upon Lisa's pussy while caressing my balls. Lisa moaned through one orgasm, then a second, followed by a third, almost screaming her pleasure. I was still going strong.

"Heaven's, sir. Fuck me, fuck me hard. Claim my ass as yours. It feels so fucking good," Lisa moaned, cumming a fourth time as I pounded her.

Julia was clutching Lisa's ass, holding her head up so she could lick the soaking slit I was ignoring. Lisa climaxed a fifth time before I spewed another stream of white goo up Lisa's buttocks. I pulled out, drained, my cock dripping cum. A pair of lips wrapped around them gently sucking, cleaning, urging another erection from me. It felt good, despite the sensitivity it felt from sliding through two tight anal rings a hundred times and cumming.

"I don't think you'll urge me to another one," I said. "I believe I'm done for the night."

She grinned at me from between Lisa's legs. "I could suck harder, sir." She proceeded to demonstrate, making me groan, half in pleasure, half in pain.

"When they find my withered pecker lying on the ground, my wrinkled, shrunken body beside it, the coroner will conclude I've had the life sucked out of me."

"Will you have died happy, Master?" Lisa said.

"Very, very happy, slaves."

"Then we'll have done our jobs, sir," Lisa said.

"Enough, Julia. It's clean. I'm serious. You've drained me dry tonight. Why don't you clean your sister slave? She's as untidy as I was."

She released me. Damned if I wasn't about five minutes away from another hard dick. How could they do that? Without another word, she licked the cum leaking from Lisa's rectum, making my other slave moan in delight. For a couple minutes, Julia worked diligently until there was no evidence this ass had ever been fucked save the smallest of gaps left by my tool plunging hard for many minutes, not yet returned to its original pristine condition.

"Lisa, you owe Julia three orgasms, and her ass should be cleaned as well."

"Wait just a minute!" Julia said. "I kept goddamn close track this time and I had three orgasms and Lisa had five. She owes me two, not three. Master, you keep better track than that. What the fuck is going on?"

I didn't say anything, suddenly caught in a lie. A good lie, but a lie nonetheless.

"Lisa, you bloody well know what's going on. Spill!" Julia demanded.