Derek , Wanda, Sarah and Lou sat on the porch that evening, Sarah and Lou nursing their babies. It was one of those warmer Fall evenings in south Louisiana. Mosquitoes were still out in major numbers but the porch was tightly screened. The temperatures would fall off soon. "I have not gone two days only pumping before!" Lou exclaimed. "And I could not believe how much I would miss this little boy. There were several times either Sarah or I wanted to just come home and the other would talk us down!"
"You coulda had one of the slave girls suck your tits to relieve the pressure." Wanda giggled. "No way could I do that. I pumped myself too. Oh I did have a couple of the slaves suck my nipples because it felt good. But it is completely different from feeding one of these little tykes. Derek did a good job. He's a good Daddy."
Derek, grinned. "So you approve of the way Bev and I took care of the boys? At least we managed to keep them alive." The women flipped him off grinning. "We stayed in bed fucking until the boy's crying got on our nerves enough we had to stop to attend to them." he said. Once again, he got a middle finger raised from each woman, accompanied by grins.
"Okay, when are you you gonna tell me what happened at the party?" Derek asked. Sarah smiled and said what happens at the party stays at the party. This time it was Derek's turn to raise a middle finger. "The girls did not seem as, well, not upset but subdued and needing a rest as previous parties. Leanne and Ginger looked like they had been rode hard and put away wet."
"They were." Lou said. "Both came to one or the other of us at various times to beg us to intervene." Derek asked if they did. "Nope. We made sure they they got their full night's sleep and were fed. Beyond that they served as a slave girl should- when called, they answered. I had Dr. Marge examine each one once when they complained their pussies and especially their assholes could not take any more." Lou laughed. "Marge told them they could take a whole lot more screwing and each time, bent the woman over and screwed her after the examination. She said that was to prove they were good to go and if they complained again it better for for a good reason or she would spank them. She winked at us when the slaves were not looking."
"I'll tell you what happened at the party but I want you to understand Sarah and I do not condone some of it. We have missed several parties and they have changed up the program a bit. We were not asked for our vote about how future parties would be conducted and a few things went on this time that we thought was cruel." Lou began. At Derek's expression, she amended her comment. "Alright, the previous parties were cruel if you looked at it from the slave's point of view. Getting your ass reamed while getting spanked is not pleasant by any standard. But it IS part of being a judicial slave or what you might be subjected to if a slave. In general, most people have little regard for a slave as a person. That has been the prevailing theme of the parties."
"Mostly for Sarah and I, we looked at these parties as a way to network and have some wild sex at the same time. Using a slave without regard for her feelings is just part of the game. We have talked about not taking the girls any more unless they do something to deserve it. That being said, Leanne and Ginger are still going to attend a couple more parties. We decided on that as punishment for past deeds."
"It was that rough?" Derek asked, surprised. He had argued before about the girls being used harshly and both Sarah and Lou had vetoed his concerns, saying the ends justified the means and there were rules in place to prevent actual abuse. "Did they move to the abuse area?" Lou shook her head and said no abuse, but the nature of the USE had turned more cruel than she felt justified.
"If we could take male slaves, I'd have offered up Doug in a heartbeat." Wanda said. "But I hated seeing our girls getting dropped into the pot. Well except for Leanne. I actually relished watching her getting taken by women who not long ago were her friends and peers. Who she joked with as they watched her ream my ass as I cried. Then the next Monday she would act all professional and and friendly at work. I'm going to act professional when we go to work tomorrow morning, but I will know she is having a problem sitting. I am going to have a hard time not gloating." Wanda admitted. "And if she bitches at all, I am going to tear her up. I'm not sure what I might do yet. But she will know just how I felt all those times after a party."
"Ginger needs to attend a couple more parties too." Sarah said. "Unlike Leanne, she did not hurt our girls. She has just been an egotistical bitch and needs to be taken down a few pegs. She overstepped her bounds and I am going to reel her in hard." Derek told them what Bev had even said about her mother being her own worst enemy. And how she and Clarice each had twenty percent interest in the company. "Yeah, I discovered after I demanded my thirty percent to bail the company out she had two daughters who owned the other forty percent. I never learned their names. I never looked to see who any of other stockholders might be until recently when I thought about a proxy vote. But that is another issue. Let me tell you how the party went down."
"Ginger actually took my order to explain how she got in trouble to heart. I told her to explain how she got to where she was serving as an unofficial slave. She stood up and announced she had fucked up in the management of her company. Her words. She said she finally found somebody to bail her out after the banks refused to help. She pointed at me. 'The cost was high. I saved my company at the cost of my ass. I have agreed that I am now for all practical purposes Sarah Lafitte's slave. Even though I am not wearing a collar I am her slave. If I balk or if she just decides to do so, she can collar me as a full service indenture. I am totally at her mercy.' "
"You should have heard the gasps, giggles and exclamations from some of the women who knew her well." Sarah offered. "They knew full well how much just having to say that publicly was tearing Ginger up inside. She almost shook with the humiliation. I'm sure several felt sorry for her. But not enough to not use her hard." Sarah said. "She was a VERY popular girl. She ate more pussy at that one party than she probably had the whole past year combined. It seemed like every time I saw her on Friday night and Saturday morning, she had her face planted in some woman's crotch. She asked me at one point to go to the bathroom to pee. She said she had swallowed so much pussy juice her stomach sloshed and she hardly had an appetite left for food." Sarah laughed.
"Leanne did essentially the same thing. She told all about how she bet you because she wanted to buy me at auction cheaply. She went into detail how she was going to ring me and use me at the firm and how you were nice and had not decided to either tattoo her or pierce her like she deserved. I mean she really fell on her sword. She was doing her damnedest to make Sarah, Lou and I happy. We just told her she better make her speech good. How slave girl justice had to be fully served. Every girl we have told me she was satisfied Leanne did what they wanted. Actually a few told me Leanne went far beyond what she expected." Wanda said.
"Good, because I want the women to get along. I cannot control what they do at the party but I can here at home. So her self -humiliating speech satisfied them. But you say she is still going to more parties?" Derek said.
Sarah nodded. "We can't look weak. I don't want to stop going altogether. The benefits are enormous. We don't sit on our asses while the girls get screwed. If we aren't using a girl ourselves we are walking around watching our girls. And talking to the women. We don't want to really boycott but we are going to word our decreased participation as a protest of some of the new activities."
"What activities?" Derek asked. "It seemed rough before!"
"They have started letting the girls fight." Lou said. "Not exactly fighting but wrestling for domination. Some of women even make side bets on the girls." Derek said he thought fighting was illegal for slaves. Prize fighting in any form was considered abuse because of the potential to force a slave to risk permanent damage. Boxing, and martial arts was restricted to free people who had a choice to participate. "That is for professional fighting. Remember we have lawyers among the women. No laws are being broken. They had established rules. No punching or kicking the body, just open handed slapping and nothing to the neck and face. From what I understand some of the women were disappointed hair pulling was forbidden. Wrestling holds, pinching and almost anything else like gouging are allowed. And believe me, some of those slave girls were mean as snakes. As you can guess breasts and pussies are the primary targets. They'd do their very best to tear up each other's pussies. One group of owners wanted the slaves to wrestle an opponent by random draw. The wanted the whole group of slaves to be risked and some names pulled out of a hat to compete. Others wanted a challenge system. Apparently some of the slaves really do not like each other. This is a way for them to get a little payback. The match goes until one slave submits or if any blood is drawn. Pain is fine but blood is not."
Derek said, "Dr Marge said her nurse was gonna get her ass handed to her sooner or later when I took Rhonda and Caroline for the implants. She did not tell me how. I guess this is it."
"Yeah, a couple of the girls wanted a piece of her for being a bitch when they went to see Marge." Sarah said. "The girl can fight though. She took on two challengers and seriously kicked their asses. They were crying and begging to give up within minutes even knowing what the penalty would be." Derek asked about the penalty. "Winning slave girl gets thirty minutes with the loser. And that was generally the same as the fight, slapping, pinching, gouging etc. Plus the winner got to use a dildo if she wanted it. Every one of the winners did."
"And that is sanctioned by the owners?" Derek asked aghast. The three free women nodded.
