A Taste of Slavery Ch. 13

"I don't see why not," Reggie said. "It's not like our food will go to waste if she buys something. We can always freeze it. Do you need us to bring anything. Your mom makes those great deviled eggs."

She looked at me and I shook my head yes, why not. She did make great deviled eggs. Heaven knows us slaves needed lots of protein.

"That would be wonderful, Dad, and I'll remind you to bring your swim stuff if it's a nice day. It will be out by the pool, but there's something else we need to tell you. I wish Mom were there."

"You're not sick or anything are you?"

"No, but I'm in another relationship, and I thought you should both know."

"I'll tell her when she gets home. Is it anyone we know?"

"Yes, it's Scott and Julia."

"Both of them?" Reginald asked.

"Yes, Dad, both. It's kind of this polyamorous thing. It started when Julia decided to try out becoming Scott's sex slave. She wanted to see what it was like. Anyway, she seemed to be having so much fun, I asked if I could be a sex slave with her. So, Scott's our Master and he dominates us. I'm going to be a naked sex slave when you come on Monday. So's Julia and another woman we've met. I wanted to warn you before you came over so you wouldn't be shocked by our nudity."

"Let me see if I understand this," Reggie said. "You and Julia are serving as Scott's sex slaves and you're both going to be buck naked when we come over. That's what you're telling me?"

"Yes, Dad. I know it might be shocking to you, but both Julia and I find it very fulfilling to serve as sex slaves to her husband. We love it a lot. I hope it's okay with you, but I'll understand if it isn't, but I'm not going to stop until it's over."

"When does it end?" Reggie asked.

"One week from today. Julia agreed to do it for three weeks and she's been doing it for two. I started a week ago and we're both stopping at the same time."

Reginald was silent for quite some time, and we both thought he was going to hang up any minute now in disgust. What he said next was nowhere close to what we expected.

"I'm not as shocked as I might have sounded, pumpkin. In fact, your mother and I have wanted to tell you something for a long time, and this sounds like as good a time as any to tell you. We're swingers. Have been ever since shortly after we were married. It was pretty hard to keep it secret from you when you were at home. We used to have some of the parties at our house. We'd have to send you and your brother to grandma's when it was our turn to host."

"You and Mom, swingers?" Lisa said. "You and Mom having sex with other people since shortly after you married? Does that mean someone else could be my father, or my brother's only my half brother?"

"Oh, no, pumpkin. We'd stop having sex with others when she was trying to get pregnant. No, you're definitely mine all right and so's your brother."

"So you just have sex with other people, go out on dates and such?" Lisa inquired.

"No, no dates. We didn't want to do anything behind each others backs. We have sex with others as a couple, either spouse swapping with other couples or having group orgies with several other couples. It can get kind of wild, as you might expect. Women with women, guys with guys, everyone with everyone else. We'd just pile a bunch of mattresses in one of the bedrooms, get naked and get it on. It's a lot of fun."

"Are you still doing this?" Lisa asked.

"Of course. You don't stop just because you're older. You just can't have sex as often, although Viagra helps immensely in that department. I sometimes envy your mother. She can fuck for hours, although she often needs lubricant now. The natural fluids can't quite keep up with the number of cocks."

Oh my fucking God, I thought. Every one of our parents was as deviant or more so than we were. I was worried we'd be telling them something shocking which could end up disgusting them and altering our relationship. It might be altered, but not by anything we were doing.

Lisa asked, "So you've had sex with other men?"

"It's not my preference, you understand," Reggie answered, "but sometimes all the women were busy and so you'd take whatever was available. Any port in a storm, so's to speak, but I wasn't disgusted by it. Your mom's been with women too. You can compare notes."

"I don't really believe that's necessary, Dad," Lisa said. "I don't need to compare being fucked in the ass with you either. I'll just assume you enjoy it as much as I do and let's leave it at that."

"Fine. So we'll be there on Monday. You kids have a good time." He hung up.

"That did not go nearly close to what I expected," I said. "I'm shocked beyond words."

"Shit, me too. I thought our relationship was odd. It's only about halfway up the weird scale. The only thing stranger would be hearing they fucked corpses, or engaged in drinking urine or eating shit or fucking enjoyed golden showers or something," Lisa said. "Our life is practically tame in comparison."

I sent a text to Master telling him all the parents had been invited to attend on Memorial Day and would be coming. He was also informed they knew naked slave girls would be there and we'd both learned new things about our parents I would share when he arrived home. He said he wouldn't be getting off until five and he would like to have supper waiting when he arrived. Lisa and I discussed how we'd welcome Master home and I worked on the new bondage furniture while she prepared supper.

When Master arrived, we had a nice antipasto salad with lots of meat and beans for protein. It was Lisa's turn to be fed tonight. Since it was salad and wouldn't get cold nor too warm, I sucked Master's cock while he ate and fed Lisa. My first protein was the flood of cum he gave me when he climaxed. When his cock had been cleaned, I got off the floor and ate. He frigged Lisa to orgasm when she was done feeding. I hadn't cum since last night so I was getting desperate to cum again.

Master had just cum, so I didn't expect he would be ready to do so again very quickly. When your pleasure was at the whim of a Master, sometimes you didn't get to orgasm as much as you wished. After we cleaned up the kitchen, Master took both of his slaves to the living room. He sat on the couch and pulled me into his lap. I turned to kiss him, so thankful he was my Master.

"Lisa, I want you to lick my slave to orgasm several times as she sits in my lap."

"Yes, Master," Lisa replied and I felt her tongue sliding between my folds. I spread my legs farther to give her complete access to my cunt. As she did, Master played with my breasts, pinching and tugging on my stony hard nipples, quickly moaning at my pleasure.

"Why don't you tell me what you learned about your parents, slave," he whispered into my ear while nuzzling my neck.

"We called your parents first, Master, to tell her of my nudity at the barbecue and of Lisa's involvement in our games. We also wished to find out what she recommended we tell Lisa's and my parents because they're both of her generation and we thought she might have insight as to what to say and how to say it." I moaned again, Lisa and Master both teasing this slave girl relentlessly. When I regathered my breath, I said, "She was somewhat surprised to learn of Lisa's involvement and we were all involved sexually. She said what we were doing went far beyond whatever she and Dan did."

Master took a nipple in his mouth and bit lightly on the puckered bud, and I spasmed, unable to restrain myself, my orgasm so sudden. My hips bucked up against Lisa's mouth. "I'm cumming, Master. I'm sorry I climaxed without your permission."

"You'll be punished later," Master said.

"I know, Master." I was still trembling from the intensity of the sudden orgasm. I turned and kissed him again. "I accept I'm a bad slave and must be punished," I said when he released my mouth.

"Continue your story," he ordered.

"She wondered if she should treat Lisa as a daughter-in-law since she's sleeping with her son. Lisa said she'd be honored to be considered as such. Afterward, we called my parents. Both of them were on the phone when we explained the situation to them. They admitted to us they were in an open marriage, each of them going out with other people, having sex with them. They'd been doing so for the last ten years. After we told them we were in a polyamorous relationship, Mother asked me what it was like to have my cunt licked by a woman. She's never been with a woman."

Having this conversation with my Master while he played with my breasts and Lisa licked my cunt sent me over the edge again, and I barely got out a quick 'permission to cum, sir,' and received permission before I shivered through another climax, inundating Lisa's face with a second glazing. Master was making sure his slave was satisfied tonight after being without all day long.

"What did you tell her, slave?" Master asked when my trembling stopped.

"I told her that though Lisa and I preferred cock, we both enjoyed receiving oral pleasure from the other," I moaned, almost ready to cum again. Lisa was becoming an accomplished cunt licker and I did enjoy her efforts.

"Did she sound like she'd like to find out what it would be like?"

"Yes, Master," I panted.

"Would you like to make your Mother cum on your tongue, slave?"

The instant he asked, I orgasmed, the sound of his suggestion so bad and naughty I was struck with the perversity of it, though I wailed "NO!" as I glued my cunt against Lisa's tongue. My whole body shook with tremors like I was the only one affected by a massive earthquake.

"I'm not entirely sure I'm convinced by your protestations, slave," Master said, still playing with my nipples.

"No, Master," I whimpered. "It would be incest. I couldn't do it. I'd have to say 'Omega'."

"The thought did send a perverse bit of pleasure through you, didn't it?" Master asked. "You orgasmed without permission again."

"Yes," I admitted. "But I can't. I just can't." I still trembled through my last orgasm.

"What about Lisa's parents?" Master asked.

"Her mother wasn't home, but Reggie was. When we told him what we'd be doing, he said he and Marge had been swingers since shortly after their marriage. They did things together. Swapped spouses and engaged in orgies together. Both of them had found themselves having sex with the same gender at times."

"Well this bit of information does shed a different sort of light on our festivities. I might have to make some naked slaves serve all day long. I thought that might have to wait for later in the day, but if everyone is into sex with other people, there's no reason to protect them from it, is there?"

"Please, no, Master," I begged, "not my parents nor yours. You'll have other slaves to serve them."

"Does that mean you'd service Lisa's parents?" He asked.

"Better them than anyone else," I said. I quivered even as I said it. Lisa's parents were almost as close to me as my own, but at least they weren't related to me.

Even Lisa was having difficulty concentrating on my cunt as Master spoke. She undoubtedly imagined herself serving Master's and my parents as I did hers. They weren't kin to her. Master could direct her to pleasure them.

"You can stop, Lisa. My slave needs to be punished for cumming without permission." Lisa stopped licking me and Master pushed me off his lap and said, "Go get the Enforcer, slave."

I went into the bedroom and found the evil instrument. I returned and handed it to him. He set it on the couch.

"Over my lap," Master said. "Lisa, get on the couch so Julia can lick your cunt."

Lisa lay down beside him and put one of her legs over the back of the couch and one on the floor. Her legs were spread so wide and her pussy was slick and dewy with her moisture. Slaves were always ready to fuck.

"Start licking," Master said. "If you stop for any reason or lose focus on that beautiful cunt in front of you, I will add ten swats to your spanking each time. Spread your legs apart."

I spread my legs and lowered my face into her bald slit and started licking her, waiting for Master to begin. I gave Lisa an orgasm and my spanking still hadn't started. Master was softly caressing my ass. When her first orgasm ended, Master struck me with his hand. It was hard and I flinched, but I kept licking. Nine more fell on my cheeks, painting my bottom red. I was quietly crying, my tears dripping on Lisa's cunt where I licked them just as I licked all her other fluids leaking from it. After the first ten, Master pushed the handle of the Enforcer into me and began fucking me with it. Still I concentrated on Lisa's slick pussy and she had another orgasm. So did I. Pulling the handle from my pussy, he slid two fingers into my quim, soaking them in my cum, then shoved the fingers through my sphincter and into my ass. The handle went back into my cunt and both of my orifices were fucked while I laved the liquid folds of Lisa's vulva. I climaxed again, rocking back against his fingers and moaning even as I brought Lisa to another one.

We were two sizzling slave girls, left in a state of torrid need all day long and now we couldn't stop cumming as Master played us like a violin. He switched back to smacking mode and finished my spanking. Lisa orgasmed twice more because I didn't stop nor fail to indulge her despite my own pain or pleasure.

"Very good," Master said. "You did well. Lisa, you'll be giving Julia her thirty swats with the Enforcer."

"Me, Master? I know nothing about punishing a slave," Lisa said.

"You know what it's like being on the receiving end," Master said. "It should make you eminently qualified to deliver them as well."

"Why can't you spank her, Master?" Lisa said.

"Because I'll be getting my cock sucked, and because I want you to spank her. You'll do as I do. Test the Enforcer on yourself first to get a feeling for how much it stings when you swat with that amount of strength. Then you'll begin swatting Julia's ass while she's sucking my cock. If she loses focus on pleasing me, I will say something and you'll increase the number she receives by five. If I do not feel you're spanking her hard enough, I will apply any strokes you went light on her to your own behind, up to the entire thirty or whatever number she's earned by losing her focus on pleasuring me. Do you understand, slave?"

"Yes, sir," Lisa replied.

"You'll need to keep count out loud because my slave's mouth will be otherwise engaged. Don't start until she's been sucking for at least fifteen seconds. Julia get on your knees in front of me and begin sucking."

My bottom was already sore, though Master had given me a number of orgasms to ease the pain. I knelt down and took Master's cock into my mouth. I heard a smack and flinched, losing concentration before I realized Lisa had tried it on herself.

"Thirty-five," Master said. I knew I couldn't falter again or I would be very uncomfortable sitting tonight. I heard another smack, not mine, and kept right on sucking, Lisa still finding a swat which wouldn't be light enough to earn her the spankings I would be receiving. Apparently, she found it and the next smack landed on me, the hot, sharp pain reminding me of why I hated the Enforcer. Lisa was determined not to earn any swats herself, and I believed she was hitting me harder than Master usually did, though it was perhaps, the current redness of my ass that made me believe so.

I tried to disassociate my mind from my bottom, to ignore the painful swats landing on it as Lisa spanked me and concentrating whole heartedly on Master's cock. At some point, I was mostly successful, not feeling the Enforcer land as a lancing pain, but instead a heat which was spreading around my cunt. I didn't even hear Lisa counting, shutting everything out of my mind but his prick, continuing to bob up and down his shaft, giving him pleasure even as I'd done for Lisa. All of a sudden, I realized I was going to cum, ready to explode and I had no time. I slapped Master's leg two times, hoping he'd remember the signal for needing to cum when I couldn't speak. He did and told me I could cum, and I orgasmed, relieved he'd remembered. I knew I couldn't take another thirty.

Since I'd been ignoring the count, I didn't realize Lisa was almost done until my orgasm was over and I heard her say thirty-one. She finished the last of my swats and my ass was relieved not to receive any more. Master still hadn't cum, but now it would be easier to pay attention to him. I was right. Within a couple minutes, I felt his cock swell and a warm flood of his cum spurt to the back of my throat. I gratefully swallowed every drop, wondering how I'd managed to cum while being spanked. Was it because I'd managed to concentrate on something other than the paddle falling on my bottom? While I didn't know the reason, I was nevertheless grateful for the experience.

******

SCOTT

Hearing Julia tell me all the strange stuff her parents and Lisa's had been engaged in after knowing my own parents had done some of the dominance/submission stuff we experimented with, was surprising as hell to me. Yet it shouldn't have been. I suppose all people somehow imagined they were the ones to have invented sex, but the species wouldn't have survived without it. From the bacchanals of the Greeks, to the orgies of Caligula, to the key parties of the fifties and the free love communes of the sixties, I was certain everything under the sun had been tried at least once. Still knowing our parents had engaged in this stuff was as shocking to me as my own participation in the sex slavery of my wife. And the way she'd reacted to my suggestion she might deliver the experience of lesbian love to her mother teased the darker regions of my brain.

This really did throw a whole new light on the activities of Memorial Day. I'd thought to protect our parents from the most egregious of our carrying on, but it was more we might need to be protected from them. I'd gone one step further than my parents by involving others in our game, but the rest of them were regularly going beyond anywhere I'd conceived. I couldn't imagine myself with another man under any circumstance, yet Reggie Lloyd had gone there. I wanted to be in control of the sex my wife was participating in, yet Julia's parents were unconcerned with who was having sex with whom. They just dated whoever they felt like sleeping with. To each his own, but if they didn't need to be protected, there could be some participation, changing the dynamics of what I'd originally planned.

Then there was the matter of Julia cumming while being spanked with the Enforcer. That was something new. She'd previously orgasmed while being spanked with my hand or the whip, but only after being relentlessly teased and played with during the punishment. Lisa hadn't interrupted her spanking once to play with Julia, delivering swat after swat with metronomic precision and quite hard as she didn't want the paddle applied to her for failing to strike hard enough. I knew Julia had zoned out, concentrating like hell on my cock, though becoming somewhat mechanical in her sucking, becoming much more aware and creative when the spanking was over. Her blow job was the second time she'd drained my balls tonight and I still hadn't fucked anyone. Since I'd fucked Julia's ass last night, it was Lisa's turn.

I took the party to the bedroom. I tied Lisa spread eagled to the bed and told my other slave to begin licking her cunt. While she did so, I kissed and fondled Lisa's breasts as I'd done to Julia sitting on the couch. She quickly climaxed twice while we did. After the second one, I started asking Lisa about her parent's revelations.

"Did it surprise you to learn your parents were swingers?" I asked.

"Yes, sir."

"And the fact your parents engaged in same gender sex was new to you. You'd never heard them discuss something they might have done before they were married?"