Author's Note: You know back in Chapter 3 when I said it would probably be the longest? Yeah, I lied, this beats that out by a good thousand words and I doubt these chapters are gonna get shorter any time soon. Also, apologies for any errors since I probably missed several.
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Emily stretched, waking from her wonderful sleep. At her side, Rebecca slept her hand splayed across Emily's large bust, while her other hand rested on the satisfied cock between Emily's thighs. The futa sighed happily, her body more relaxed then it had been in a long time, as her mind replayed the previous night of enjoyment with Rebecca. They hadn't done anything different, though Emily had gone nearly all night before going completely soft, but the sense of elation Emily had felt after winning once again made the act all the more enjoyable. It was less like a master-servant relationship and more like the two were real lovers.
Carefully, so as not to wake the sleeping beauty that was her servant, Emily got up. The floor was still hidden beneath an inch thick layer of cum from their activities, the jelly like fluid squelching noisily under her feet. She wiggled her toes, finding the sensation of thick cum between her little digits to be quite pleasing, before moving quietly to the door. She was naked as anyone could be, but given how intimate she was with Rebecca the nudity didn't bother her. Though what did was the two feet of flaccid cock dragging through the cum. She soon found her mat, as untouched by cum as before, and replaced the card with the usual creature. She breathed a small moan of relief and continued down the stairs, smiling happily.
That is, until she came down the stairs and saw Alice soundly on the couch. Emily rushed back up the stairs, though still taking care not to wake the other girls. Back in the master bedroom, she leaned against the door and breathed deeply. She had been so caught up in the afterglow of fucking Rebecca last night that she had almost completely forgotten about Alice. Knowing that the girl had a past with sexual violence, Emily began to get dressed, taking great care not to drop her clothes in the cum. With her cock in the way, Emily simply pulled on a pair of sweatpants and left the room.
As she came down the stairs once again, Alice began to squirm. Emily went up to her and shook her lightly, waking the German girl completely. As expected her eyes went wide with shock at seeing Emily, but memories flooded back quickly and she calmed down. Alice looked at Emily who waited patiently for the girl to speak.
"What's up, Mistress?" She asked, a small smile appearing on her lips.
"You don't have to call me mistress if you don't want to." Emily replied, also smiling slightly. She was relieved that Alice didn't seem to bitter about losing and thus having her life completely turned around.
"I know, but it feels like, you know?"
"Well, if you want to, then that's fine. How we make some breakfast?" To Emily's surprise, the German girl was on her feet in an instant.
"Sure! What about Rebecca?" She asked.
"Trust me, she won't be getting up for a while." Emily giggled, Alice, catching on quickly joined in, the act causing her breasts to quiver, something Emily noticed and quickly averted her eyes, "Uh, but first, don't you want to put some clothes on, and maybe shower?" Alice looked and realised she was naked, her body covered in dried cum, a fierce blush spread across her face.
"Uh, yeah, do you have anything I can wear?" Emily directed her to the master bedroom, telling her that she could use her own, since she and Emily were similarly proportioned. With a quick peck on the cheek, Alice left to shower and dress, while went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. It was nothing special, just scrambled eggs, with toast and bacon, though Emily had been struck by a new idea, one that both repulsed and enticed her. Checking to make sure she was alone, she had pulled down her pants and began to jerk her thick meat, reaching her full eleven inches in no time. She thought of the previous day and her battle with Alice, the memories causing her to cum quickly, while holding a large container in front of her cock, catching the massive amounts of thick ejaculate. After that she began to pour it lightly over the breakfast as one would with ketchup.
Just as she was cleaning up the surprisingly large amount of cum that had overflowed from the container, Alice and Rebecca came down. Rebecca had clearly only dressed at Alice's behest, as she was wearing a tight tank top and slightly tattered sweatpants, she was still covered in dried cum unlike Alice who was obviously fresh from the shower.
"Glad you're up." Emily greeted Rebecca, before pulling the Brit in for a lustful kiss, while Alice looked on trying desperately not to get turned on by the sight, but failing miserably. When she pulled back, Emily was lightly panting, while Rebecca was openly moaning for more. Emily then pulled Alice in and repeated the action, leaving the German also moaning. Emily didn't explain why, instead she simply instructed them to grab and plate get some breakfast. The two girls nodded mutely and did as she ordered.
As they ate, Alice and Rebecca's faces lit up as they immediately recognised the taste. Emily smirked as they suddenly began to dig in ravenously, almost like they hadn't eaten anything for days, though Rebecca had ingested more than her fair share of Emily's cum last night. They ate in relative silence, the two slaves simply enjoying the company of their mistress, while eating her wonderful cooking. As they finished up Emily remembered the issue of her clothing.
With her cock as big as it was, even when flaccid, she would need a wardrobe. She only had a couple of dresses, and even then they weren't very long and she certainly didn't have any underwear that could contain it without being extremely uncomfortable if she got an erection.
"Hey, girls," Alice and Rebecca looked at her immediately, "I need some new clothes, feel like going to a mall or something?"
"Sure. I know a couple of places, and I've been dying to do that again." Rebecca said, winking at Emily who groaned, knowing what she was talking about. Alice took a second to think of what she meant, and soon remembered the restaurant, blushing fiercely.
"I've also been meaning to get some new clothes, so this works out great." Alice said, though she was still flushed from both the earlier kiss and the memory of their first real meeting.
"Great!" Emily said, "Rebecca and I'll shower and then we can go." Rebecca's face lit up, while Emily's cock gave a small twitch in excitement. Alice on the other hand was slightly annoyed at having showered earlier, since she could guess what the two would be doing.
Over and hour later Emily and Rebecca came downstairs. Alice had been correct in her assumptions, the two no doubt having to wash themselves several times over before calming down enough. Emily noticed the way she looked at them and promised herself she could make it up to the German girl. Rebecca led them outside and to a large garage, opening the door revealed a large amount of cars all lined up in perfect rows.
"Since when did you have cars?" Emily asked, shocked and amazed by the sight before her.
"Since forever ago." Rebecca replied, almost as though it were obvious.
"But then, why did we take a limo to the restaurant?"
"Because I don't have a license and I forgot to ask if you did."
"Wait, then why do you have all of these?"
"Well, these aren't mine technically, they're my dad's, he just keeps them here since he knows I can't drive yet."
"So why are you showing us this?" Emily asked, trying to figure just why Rebecca was doing this, the Brit glanced about wildly, trying to think of something.
"I have a license." Alice said, "Though I only just got it a couple of weeks ago." Rebecca laughed and hugged the German.
"I knew it! A working girl like you, of course you'd have one." The way Rebecca spoke, made it obvious she had just wanted to show off the impressive car collection, but didn't want to seem like. Emily smiled all the same, knowing Rebecca probably did this more often than not.
"Well then, Alice since you're driving; pick any car you want." Emily said, Rebecca was about to pipe up, but stopped knowing she didn't have any right to be picky. The three walked into the large garage, lights flickering on automatically. Out of the three though, Rebecca was the only one who knew anything about cars; she would point out different details about each one, though the information clearly went over Emily's and Alice's heads. Finally they stopped at one that Alice liked the look of, though Rebecca was clearly not satisfied with.