This chapter has our three slaves joining their Master in LA. His behavior continues to befuddle them. What is he trying to do? This chapter contains, oral, lesbian, interracial sex and lots of fucking with multiple partners. Scott finally explains himself. Like every other chapter in this series, Sexually Transmitted Disease doesn't exist and unprotected sex is allowed.
A Taste of Slavery, Ch 53 - Master Leaves His Slaves Bewildered
I woke up at 6:00, when I got a text, dragging from the night before. It was from Master.
Expect a hard fucking.
Good, I missed him, no matter how many people who fucked me since he left. Sarah was awake watching me as I stretched.
"I need you to lick my cunt again," she whispered, parting her legs.
"Yes, Mistress," I mumbled. I crawled between her legs and found her core, wet in contemplation of the tempting slaves she had at her disposal. Using my fingers and tongue, I gave her an orgasm. "Again," she whispered. I didn't answer, I just kept licking, my tongue doing a song and dance up and down her slit. Lisa woke up, smiling when she saw what we were doing. Sarah motioned Lisa to ride her face. Ron felt the rustling and movement of the bed, and leaned on one arm watching.
"Slave, you think you get to lie there like a fucking lazy bones just because Julia is pleasing your Mistress," Lisa said. "Get your ass in gear and fuck Julia. Her cunt needs attention."
Fifteen seconds later, Ron's erect prick pierced my pussy and started thrusting. We were all busy, so no one told him to cum. He was still fucking me thirty minutes later when Sarah finally pushed me away. Since my mouth was no longer busy, I said, "Cum" and felt his prick pulsing in my pussy, filling it with his cream; a cup of it, it seemed.
Fortunately, he cleaned up after himself and I didn't feel I would embarrass myself by standing up and having it all run down my leg.
"I suppose I should start looking for a motel," Sarah said.
"I thought you might be staying with Regina," I said.
"It would be weird for both my slave and I," she said. "His ex-wife, her two paramours, the bi-sexual ex-husband and his Mistress. Sounds like an Agatha Christie murder waiting to happen."
"We'll be gone, but there's no reason you can't stay here," I said. "If Master trusts you with his slaves, he should be good trusting you with his house."
Lisa chimed in. "The party bus is picking up a bunch of people from Chen's, right next door on Friday. Janet and Chen know the codes to set the burglar alarm. You can take an Uber or Lyft if you need to go anywhere, but there's plenty of food in the house. You know your way around it."
"The offer would be even more tempting if you were here," Sarah smiled. "God, that was fun last night. I haven't cum like that in a month of Sundays."
"We were thinking of sending the workers home at noon when we have to leave," I said, "but I'm thinking now we should leave Shasta in charge. She's taking on more responsibility all the time. Some of it earned, but some is her Dominance beginning to exert itself. She gives an order and we've all started to jump. Everyone is starting to take orders from her like they come from me."
"You're right," Lisa said. "Let's make her like shop foreman or something. Put her in charge of production. She can do as well as we can. We can concentrate on administration or something, maybe work on getting our own website up instead of selling everything through Mistress Dark."
"She spent the night, let's talk to her at breakfast," I said. "Ugh, I need a shower. I feel covered in cum. Sarah, shower with me. It will give Lisa a chance to get a shower fucking with Ron, since I just had mine."
She joined me. I only had to give her one more orgasm as the water cascaded down her body. Since I was trying to put Lucas on a regular schedule, I got him and started his feeding.
Shasta and Sean were up already, and Sean had started getting out some ingredients for breakfast. Lisa started to help him while Sarah and I sat down.
Sarah smiled at her. "Good morning, Shasta. You look lovely this morning."
"Don't you think you get me to lick your cunt this morning, cause it won't happen," Shasta replied. "I ain't quite decided if I want to become like all you other perverts who don't know the difference between a cock and a cunt."
Sarah laughed. She held up a thumb and forefinger, a quarter inch apart. "Not even a teeny, tiny one, like this."
Knowing Sarah was pulling her leg, Shasta laughed too. She seemed much more relaxed now she was getting sex regularly and settling into her role.
"Shasta," I said, "Lisa and I have noticed you starting to take over things in the basement."
"I'm sorry, Julia. I'll try not to do it again."
"We're not. Don't be sorry. We want to make it official. Make you the shop foreman, in charge of making everything. You understand what's needed as much or more than we do. We'd give you a raise, a larger percentage of the profits. You'd have to do the ordering, but you know what's needed."
"I don't know anything about being in charge of nothing."
"Nonsense. Just treat us all like your slaves. When you want something done, just say it like you're telling me to lick your cunt."
"Like this. 'Lick my fucking cunt, slave'."
"Exactly like that."
"No, I mean it. I want you on your knees licking my cunt, now." She spread her legs under the table. "Now, slave."
I got on my knees and started licking her cunt. She sounded serious. Some of Sean's cum was leaking out of her cunt. I licked it up, then licked her until she orgasmed.
"That's enough, slave." I crawled out from under the table. "I think I can do that," she said, smiling.
Sarah started laughing. "Oh my God!" Through bouts of laughter. "You've screwed the pooch now, Julia. You're going to spend a lot of time on your knees. Might want to invest in knee pads." Sean and Lisa were tittering in the kitchen.
"No fucking way," Shasta said. "Not at work. We got things to do. Might be busy during lunch break though. What the fuck are you going to do if you ain't the boss?"
I started to wipe my face on a napkin, but Shasta told me to leave it there. "Going to wear me on your face all morning, slave."
I put down the napkin. "Fine. I'll still work, of course, but one of the things I'd like to do is start our own website. We lose 30% of our gross to shipping and handling by using Mistress Dark's business to sell on-line. If we start our own, I think we can cut that substantially, maybe down to 10%. Big increase in profits if we can do it. I need to find a web designer though."
