"Good girl. We can stop when you want it to. You don't have to go the full two days."
I didn't look at him while he was speaking and he lifted my chin. I felt the juice flow down my chin, but I didn't dare stick out my tongue and clean myself. His mouth went to the offending liquid and he slurped it up without much fanfare. He stayed so close that I wanted to kiss his lips.
'You do it, and your security in obedience is over.'
His words were so emotionless in my mind. I held myself where I was.
"Pity," he sighed as he set my plate down on the table where I could reach, "I really wanted you to initiate that kiss."
He smoothly sat down and picked up his fork. "You'll be waiting until I'm done with my meal. Then, you will be given ten minutes to clear your plate. If you have not done so, you will be punished."
Punished?
He smiled broadly at my questioning face and ate so slowly that I thought I'd scream. His lips would part and I would watch his pink tongue make contact with the food before it entered his mouth. Every bit that he ate made me think of his mouth on parts of my body. He could be rough and gentle at the same time on different parts of his tongue. He watched me carefully and when I started to pretend to get woozy from starvation he finished his last fork full and looked at his watch.
"You may begin."
I ate as fast and as cleanly as I could, but my mouth is only so wide and he would pile the plate with extra food when I seemed halfway done. He pulled me to standing and walked me outside. I was led to the pool and three men waiting. Dominic, Ryan, and James stood in a group at the edge of the pool. When I approached, they removed their clothes. Sebastian spoke in words that I didn't understand. I was bent over a bench so that my breasts dangled obscenely toward the cool cement. They made no sound as I was strapped down with a series of thin ropes. Sebastian sat down quietly in the corner of my vision. My head pointed down, I couldn't get a fix on where the others were. I heard a metallic click. I wasn't quite sure what it meant until I felt the sting on my ass. The belt struck me again and I pushed at the bench. It gave way slightly. Not wanting the bench to move, Sebastian made some hand gestures. I saw Dominic and Ryan sit on either side of me so that I couldn't work the bench further out of the ground. The blows that James delivered grew faster and harder. I tried to hold on to my tears. Sebastian sat on the edge of his seat as I received hit number 12, 13... The way that they just sat there made me realize how little I cared for any of them. Sebastian's hand raised and James paused. So what, they've been inside me. They showed me what I am, but that does not give them the right to raise welts on my skin. This was the twenty first century. Sebastian looked me in the eye and gestured for James to continue. I easily pulled free from the strings on my wrists and braced against the bench under my ribs before the next blow was expected. Sebastian got up and moved to stop me from moving. The bench gave and I was struck diagonally across my back. The tip of the belt struck me between the shoulder blades as I snapped the last of the restraints and stood up straight. Sebastian looked down at me and said, "So, you've decided to end your obedience?"
I took off the stupid rags, that I'd worn out of respect, to the ground and headed for the door. I felt a pair of hands turn me around and Rousseau bent down to talk to me. Bitch! I back handed him so fast, he thought better of touching me again.
"Don't you ever think of hitting me again!" My voice was full of the heat that was starting to take me over. 'Unless, it's for pleasure.' I needed to get out before I had to be fucked by one of these assholes. I figured I had a good four or five more hours before I started to attack anything with a cock.
I shoved a couple days worth of clothes into a bag. I made sure that my jeans were zipped and I had my wallet. I slipped the keys off of the holder without a sound. I heard someone run past the kitchen and up the stairs. I went out the side door and walked to the front. I looked at the key and hoped it was for an automatic transmission. As I moved through the garage, I felt the strange anger slowly dropping away. The first three cars didn't quite work out. When I got to the fourth one in the line, the key opened the door. I looked down and saw a nothing. There was just a simple shift knob. Yes, jackpot! I hopped in and started it up without a problem. I hit the remote control to open the door, and they were all standing in front of the car. Dominic, Ryan, and James walked to within inches of the car. The headlight obscenely cast the shadows of Dom's cock across his belly.
"It's too late for you to try to go out on your own," Sebastian loudly said directly in my ear. "Let's just go up to your rooms and get you ready."
My jump was sufficient enough for him to brush my bra covered breasts as he turned the car off and deposited the key in his pocket. He opened the door and undid my seatbelt. I looked up at his devouring eyes and I knew it was true. I'd have to choose who would be the father of my... pups? I sat in the car wondering what I should do. I surveyed the possibilities in my mind.
'Okay, there's Jimmy. I've never been with him, so I don't know what to expect. There's Sebastian. The scary guy that I've had, but I'm not sure if I liked it or not. There's Ryan. Sufficient in a pinch, if I don't have Dom's big long fun ride. But, Dom means a three day commitment, right?'
Sebastian lowered his voice to a bewitching sensual tone, "Since you have more of an emotional attachment to the others, I think you should be blindfolded. You think too much. It's been hard to filter out your negative tendencies. You'll be on your own. No one will make you feel that something is good when you think it isn't. You are free to refuse and go back to the master servant relationship, but we know you'd be flailed for trying to leave. You don't like that."
He offered a hand and I took it. He rewarded me with a pat to my fingers and I was followed into the foyer by the men. Sebastian let go of me and instructed Ryan to have everyone leave except for Karen and Veronica. I would choose two for the night. The blindfold would restrict my decision to touch. I was offered an opportunity to be washed and dried. I accepted it. I took as long as I could to wash every part of my body. I didn't get out until I was shriveled up like a prune. I couldn't remember what anyone felt like. I must have been desensitized by their subtle controls to not feel exactly. I determined to know every bump ridge and patch of rough skin by the time I made my choice. When I got out of the room, all four of them were undressed and waiting. Sebastian had taken the bed as his lounging spot while Dominic stood closest to James as he settled in my chair. Ryan was with Karen and her fairest of the fair complexion. Even her freckled body and the light brownness of her hair made me think of suntans. Veronica stood near the door with her hands crossed over her abdomen. Her response to my arrival was a genuine relaxation. Dominic gave me a red cloth. The red silk warmed in my hands. It was nearly transparent. I was surprised when all I saw was blackness when he pulled it tight over my head. The strange language filled my brain and I knew they were debating how each would approach me. The disorientation of the darkness made me hit my shin on the bedpost. I was immediately caught by a pair of hands on either side. I was forced to the floor by both people. I felt their hands on my ass as they spread my thighs. I felt the air wash over my still damp mound. They were smelling if I was ready. I suddenly had this urge to run. I got up and was knocked down quickly by my own clumsiness. I'd always been able to see in the dark.
I heard Veronica say, "Let me help her."
"You girls are for the ones that are not chosen," Ryan whispered. "You need to get in the corner and pray that it doesn't get too rough or you'll be her consummation meal."
I felt hands and arms wrap around me. I felt hair and a chest as I was turned onto my back. A hum in my head started to move down my body. I felt them moving and posturing over me. A series of low rolling growls told me that they were all huddled over my face. I reached up and was greeted with something sharp closing on my finger. I moved away and reached parallel to the floor. I felt the fur on the long slender legs. This would really be a problem. I tried to raise up and was licked back to the ground with whimpering. I hadn't changed. I didn't know how. I moved up again and met free air with my hands all around. I stood up and felt that humming in my brain. Maybe, I could remember what it felt like and figure it out. My pussy told me I should hurry the fuck up. I opened my mouth and got on all fours. I arched my back and remembered the throbbing pain as my tail grew. The itchy pin pricks of my hair made me arch my back further. It was working. The silk flopped off of my head and I turned on my suitors. They all greeted me with submission. There were two blacks and two reds. How would I know which one is which? The reds and blacks were equal in size. I scanned the room to collect my options. The girls sat in the small space between the chair and the corner. As I watched them, they clutched each other and cried. I saw the open window with its welcoming ledge and trailing slate roof. I launched myself through. The roof was slick and I slid down to the very edge before jumping into a soft bush. I knew they'd be coming after me, so I didn't sniff after the mice that were running for cover. I looked for a good place to camouflage my scent. I raced through the horse barn and over the far fence. I nearly fell over when my nose stopped my head before my body had a chance to. There was another. He was upwind. I could run. He wouldn't catch me any faster than the others. I heard the horses respond to the followers. I ran as fast as I could. The far field was where I would go. I remembered seeing an overgrown raspberry patch. They'd move slower through there, which would give me more time to figure out which one I wanted to start with. I caught my hair in the thorns and tried to get free. I heard his voice in my head before he came into view.
