A Taste of Slavery Ch. 31

Everyone deals with the aftermath of the attack on Julia and Lisa. This chapter has oral, anal, and vaginal fucking, masturbation and lesbian sex. No STD's exist for the purposes of this story.

A Taste of Slavery, Ch 31 - Aftermath

JULIA

I had tests all day, never quite getting any sleep between them, feeling tired and worn out. My face hurt, my head slightly less so. Dr. Sturgis came to see me just before they served supper.

"The test results look pretty good. We're going to keep you overnight again, just to be on the safe side. Barring any setbacks, you can go home tomorrow morning."

"When can I have sex again, Doctor?"

"Surely, your husband can wait a few days before needing sex again," Doctor Sturgis said.

"It's not for him, it's for me. I need to have sex again." She looked at me curiously. "Perhaps it's my pregnancy, but I'm horny all the time," I said. Not the pregnancy, but my slavery, but she had no need to know that.

"I'd recommend you delay sexual intercourse until Tuesday," the doctor answered.

Shit! "What about anal intercourse?" I asked. Any port in a storm.

The doctor looked at me again. I smiled sweetly.

"I suppose you could resume anal intercourse any time you wish."

Sweet. "Thank you, Doctor. I'm assuming there's nothing preventing me from having lesbian sex with my other partner?"

"As long as you don't use strap-ons vaginally until Tuesday."

Great! Life might finally be getting back to normal once I was home. That asshole, Jack, had done enough to spoil my life.

The doctor left and it wasn't long before they brought supper in. I suppose it satisfied nutritional requirements for a pregnant mother, but ugh; hospital food.

Master arrived around 6:30. What I wanted more than anything was for him to fuck me, which I suppose was out of the question since I couldn't vaginally fuck until Tuesday. We talked, him tending to stay away from the subject of what happened. I suppose he didn't want to think about another man fucking me. I didn't want to think about it. I was still ashamed I'd taken him so easily, such a fucking slave.

Janet arrived at quarter after seven, just having gotten off work. She hugged me, telling me she was sorry for what happened. I supposed I should be checking on her as her Mistress.

In front of Master, I asked, "Are you naked underneath your dress, Janet?"

"Yes, Mistress." Blushing. Still not accustomed to having no privacy as a slave.

"Show me."

She glanced at Master, her eyes wide. I snapped my fingers, drawing her attention back to me and signaling she raise her dress. She did so, her blush deepening. When both Master and I had viewed her naked cunt, I told her Master was going to test her wetness. Shivering as if she had the ague, she stood still as Master ran a finger through her slit, then showing me his juice slicked finger.

Suddenly, I had a marvelous idea.

"Slave, put a chair in front of the door. Sit down in it. Don't let anyone in. If they should ask why, tell them I'm having oral sex. I also expect you to masturbate the entire time. You may cum once."

Master looked at me with a huge grin. "Are you sure, Julia?"

"Yes, Master. I need you so badly." I pulled up my hospital gown, baring my sex, getting stubbly as I hadn't shaved it in a couple days.

He didn't question my decision, which surprised me somewhat, only waiting for Janet to obey and pull a chair in front of the door and sit down. He then crawled into the bed with me and began licking my cunt. Fuck, it felt good! For five minutes, he caressed me with his tongue. I was getting close to my first orgasm. The monitors attached to me started blipping faster and faster as my heart rate increased. Someone tried to push open the door, running into the chair.

"Go away. They're indecent," Janet said, rubbing herself as I'd ordered.

"Her pulse and blood pressure are elevated," the nurse called out. "I need to check her."

"It's elevated because she's receiving oral sex. It will go down when she stops," Janet replied.

There was the longest pause outside the door, as the nurse considered the situation. Finally she said, "Fine, call me if she needs help."

Janet couldn't help herself. "With the sex?" Then she moaned and climaxed herself, unable to help herself. I laughed and Master paused momentarily to chuckle, before finishing me off.

"Master," I whispered, post orgasm, "I needed that so much. I missed you so, and to have this happen as you were about to come home was devastating to me."

"Not nearly as much as it was to me, Julia. If anything serious had happened to you, I'd be lost."

"Something serious did happen."

"Not to me, Julia. Maybe to you, but the baby is fine and you will be. If you're concerned how I would feel about it, don't concern yourself. I was stupid enough to let you fuck other men. He's just another man. He doesn't even count. The only thing that matters is you're both okay." He patted my tummy. "Do you want to cum again?"

"Yes, please, sir."

Master dipped between my legs again and he didn't stop until I'd cum twice more. When he got up, he tried to wipe his face with facial tissues, but it left little white fuzzy particles all over his face. I laughed and pointed towards the mirror. He looked at himself and smiled ruefully.

"Looks like I'll have to wash my face," he said. He went into the bathroom and I heard the water running.

Janet was still masturbating herself. "You can stop now. Lick your fingers clean."

"Yes, Mistress."

"When you're done, open the door again so they know I haven't died."

"Of course, Mistress."

Janet did as I instructed, waving to the nurses station after she opened the door. She moved the chair back into place.

A nurse came to the door, a little cautiously, I thought, not knowing what to expect or what she'd see. I was sitting innocently on the bed, my gown down around my knees again. Master was in the bathroom, washing his face.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"Never better. The best I've ever felt in a hospital."

The nurse gave a nervous smile. She left and Janet asked, "Weren't you embarrassed?"

"Slaves are seldom embarrassed," I said. "I've been fucked in front of other people. This was nothing. The door was closed. Were you embarrassed?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"You should get over it. Sex is as natural as breathing. I don't know what happened to society that something so normal, suddenly became so wrong. We're the only species in the world concerned about the privacy of our mating. Violence runs rampant in our society, but our politicians squeal more about someone walking naked in the street than they do about the number of murders and assaults we have in the country. Somehow, things got turned upside down. Jack would probably be more castigated if he raped me in public than he'll be for the rape itself. Something is wrong."

Master came out of the bathroom. "Do you know what time you're supposed to be released tomorrow?"

"The nurse told me nine when they fed me supper."

"I'll come by at 8:30. The others are staying long enough to see you settled at home before they go back to LA."

"Good, sir. I'd like to thank them once more for all they've done for us. I'm feeling remarkably relaxed. I should have no trouble sleeping tonight." Master smiled at me. "Thank you, sir. I was worried how you felt."

"Lucia knew how you'd be feeling, having gone through similar herself. She warned me of what you might be going through. I was trying to treat you with kid gloves because of what happened. She told me what you really wanted was a good fucking. Janet," he said, "good to see you again." Janet blushed again. He left.

"Unless you want to start licking my cunt; you might want to leave as well. I'm tired. Give me a kiss."

Janet kissed me. "I'll see you Tuesday morning for work, and probably more submissive activities."

"Yes, Mistress."

She left. I turned over on my good cheek and went to sleep; the best night's sleep I'd had since Master left for LA. He still loved me.

******

SCOTT

I'd been surprised when Julia had me touch Janet's cunt. Surprised she asked me to and surprised how wet Janet was. I suspect she was more submissive than she might ever have believed she'd be. That surprise didn't hold a candle to how surprised I was when Julia urged me to have oral sex with her in the hospital bed.

Fortunately, I remembered Lucia telling me my slaves required reassurance they were still desirable to me. I overcame my own nerves at doing it at the hospital to give her the assurances she needed. The fact Janet was masturbating in the room with us was an added benefit.

I couldn't help but laugh when Janet asked the nurse if she wanted to help with the sex. I actually felt better than at any other time since being notified of the 911. Of course, it left me with a bit of an erection I would need to take care of at some point. It had been over 36 hours since I last had sex. Unfortunately, both of my slaves were out of commission. I thought briefly of exploring whether Zoe would be up for more sex, but the thought of fucking her while my slaves were hurt left a bad taste in my mouth. I supposed it meant I would have to take care of it the old fashioned way; maybe in the shower.

Lisa was sleeping in my easy chair when I got back home. Sam, Marcia and Zoe were watching "Schitt's Creek" on Netflix, the sound turned low and closed captioning on. All of them were naked, which did its part to kickstart the erection I'd managed to lose on the way home.

"Would you like a drink, Master Scott?" Lucia asked, looking up from the book she was reading.

"Are you familiar with a whiskey sour?" I asked.

"Yes, sir."

"I'd love one of those."

"Of course, sir.

Lucia got up and went to the kitchen to mix the drink.

"Why don't you get comfortable, Scott?" Marcia asked. She pointed to my clothes.

"I'm afraid I'd feel a little out of place," I said. "I'm a wee bit excited."

"There's no one here who hasn't seen an erection, Master Scott," Zoe said. "As you recall, I've even played with yours recently."

"I guess I'm concerned about Lucia."

"Why, Master Scott?" Lucia asked, returning and handing me my drink.

"Because of what happened to you, I guess."

"Are you one of the men who raped me, sir?

"No."

"Do you intend to rape me, Master Scott?"

"Never."

"You do realize I've fucked Master Sam a couple dozen times in an attempt to become pregnant, sir?"

"I assumed so."

"Then you won't be showing me anything I haven't seen on him, Master Scott," she said. "I don't know how long I will need to stay here, but you have two beautiful slaves and I don't expect you to quit fucking them whenever you choose because I'm your guest. I'm accustomed to seeing people fucking. Mostly, it's women, but Master Sam isn't too particular about where he uses his slaves either. So, do what you normally would. I don't want to interfere in your home life."

I smiled at her. "As you wish."

Going into my bedroom, I removed my clothes, putting everything in the dirty clothes hamper. When I returned, Mini Me was quite rampant, pointing up at the 10:00 position.

Lisa spoke up from her chair, apparently awake. "That looks quite painful, Master. Would you like your slave to take care of it for you?"

"You're awake?"

"I heard people talking about your cock. It seemed like something I'd be interested in, sir."

"How are you doing?"

"Ready for more pain relief, sir." Lucia got up to get more ibuprofen. She'd made herself useful before, I imagined. "You haven't answered my question. I can take care of your erection. Would you like me to?"

I hesitated. Lisa was hurting. She'd just asked for more pain pills, so I knew she was hurting, but Lucia was standing behind her with the pills shaking her head, yes.

"Are you sure you're up for it, Lisa?"

"As long as you let me dictate the action and don't smash into my face, I'll be fine, sir."

"Very well. Take your pills first."

Lucia handed her two pills and the glass of water beside the chair. Lisa swallowed them down, then opened her mouth for me. I put my cock in her mouth, then held still, letting her drive.

In front of four people, Lisa sucked me off. She didn't take me all the way down, accepting about half of my prick, moving quite slowly and gently so as not to move too much. But within the limits of what she allowed herself to move, she was doing a fantastic job, and I was ready to spill my seed after so long without. I was groaning, having the hardest time not to thrust into her mouth. I could feel the percolation in my balls, the stirring foreshadowing of my orgasm. Lisa felt it too. The increased hardness of my cock, the rubbing against the roof of her mouth as it tried to rise higher and stiffer. She reached over with her hand and cupped my sack, gently weighing the contents. I felt them rise, and my cock twitched and pulsed, jets of cum surging to fill her mouth, overloading her ability to swallow. Dribbles of my cum, leaking from the corners of her lips as I groaned in relief. Sucking fiercely for the last few drops, Lisa emptied me, then wiping her chin for the drops which escaped, she licked her fingers clean.

"That was quite the show, Scott. Much better than 'Schitt's Creek'," Sam said, standing, pulling Marcia up with him. His cock now hard as well. "Come, dear. You have something to take care of now."

He kissed her and led her to their bedroom upstairs. The sight of her ass disappearing up the stairs, making my cock twitch again.

"That actually seems like a very good idea to me too," Zoe said. She took Lucia's hand. "Come with me, Lucia, and we can pleasure one another."

They disappeared in Lucia's room, closing the door behind them.

"Would you like to continue watching the show?" I asked.

"What I'd really like is a shower, sir," Lisa said.

"Can you stand that long?"

"I don't know, sir. Could we put a plastic chair in the shower?"

We had some plastic chairs we used around one of the tables on the patio. "Sure. I'll get one."

I got a chair and put it in the shower, then assisted Lisa stand and helped her into the shower. I had a wand shower head so I could carefully wash her. I was particularly careful around her ribs, mostly letting the water spray do the work. I also washed her hair.

"Master, my cunt is getting bristly. Could you please shave it for me?"

"You trust me with a razor around your cunt?"

"You have as much reason to be careful as I do. It belongs to you, sir."

I laughed. "Whatever you say, slave."

Being very careful around the slick folds, I scraped the hair stubble from around her slit. After rinsing the shave cream off, and since I was in the neighborhood anyway, I licked her to an orgasm. No reason she shouldn't have a little fun as well, and orgasm endorphins would help her chest pain as well as her ibuprofen would.

"Another please, Master," Lisa panted.

I not only gave her one, I gave her two more.

When we were done, I helped dry her off, brushing her hair until it was dry.

"Would you like to sleep in the chair," I asked, "or will you try the bed?"

"I'd love to be with you, Master, but I should sleep in the chair so I'm not lying on my ribs."

"I'll sleep on the couch so you can sleep close to me," I said.

"Thank you, Master."

I set Lisa up with another cold pack, Vicodin, and a pillow on the chair. I grabbed a blanket and pillow for myself. As I went to sleep, I held Lisa's hand.

******

I woke up with a pair of lips wrapped around my cock early the next morning. The house was dim, still too early for anything but street lamps to shine through the windows.

"What?" I mumbled groggily.

"Shh, Master. I woke up and need to be fucked."

"Lisa?"

"Yes, Master." She dipped back over my cock, again, unable to take all of me, but doing what she could. As soon as she had me hard enough, she mounted my cock, sliding easily over my shaft.

"I needed this so much, Master," bouncing up and down on my dick.

"More than rest apparently," I moaned.

"I've slept enough the last two days, sir. I needed fucking more."

Lisa didn't move quickly, nice slow movement up and down my prick, taking it easy so she wasn't jolted. She was able to ride me for fifteen minutes, cumming twice, before I groaned and sent a load of sperm into her cunt. She shivered as she felt me empty into her.

She lay down over my chest. "Thank you, Master."

"Thank you."

"Is it okay if I stay here for awhile."

"Of course. As long as you're comfortable."

The second time I fell asleep it was with Lisa draped over me. It wasn't particularly comfortable, but it was soothing. I slept again.

******

My alarm woke me up at 7:30, waking Lisa as well.

"Looks like someone had a good time," Zoe said. "Breakfast will be ready in five minutes. I was about to wake you."

I looked around. Everybody else was up. Lucia and Sam were making breakfast. Marcia was setting the table. Lisa slowly maneuvered herself off me. She winced when she stretched.

"I don't feel like I'm being a good host since you're cooking for me," I said.

"No problem," Sam said. "Considering the reason we're here, you've been an excellent host." He started dishing up some fried potatoes, handing the plate to Lucia, who added scrambled eggs and bacon, who handed the plate to Marcia, who set it on the table.

"Do you want to try sitting at the table with us, Lisa, or should I put you back in the easy chair?" Zoe asked.

"I'd like to try sitting at the table," Lisa said.

"Take my arm," Zoe said.

Zoe helped Lisa sit down. Zoe handed her some orange juice and more pain pills, ibuprofen instead of more Vicodin.

"I'm sorry if this isn't right, but I didn't know when you took your last prescription pill."

"This is fine," Lisa said, "I don't like taking prescription painkillers anyway. Too many people become addicted to them. I'll take one later if I need it."

"A couple of my fellow officers became addicted to opiates after surgeries," Marcia said. "Both lost their jobs. It's a very valid concern."

Sam and Lucia both sat down, carrying the last of the plates. Zoe and Marcia sat down as well.

"To friends," I said, raising my juice glass, "who'll drop everything to help you out."

"To friends," they echoed.

"We'll stay until I need to leave in order to get home on time for work," Marcia said. "Hopefully, I'll have time to give a few self defense pointers before I leave, since it appears they haven't caught the guy yet. Lucia can help you practice. She's become very good."

"What are you working this week?" Lisa asked.

"Same as last week," Marcia replied, then realized Lisa might not know what she worked last week. "Four to midnight."

"Probably need to leave at eleven then, to be sure to get back in time," I said. "It's too bad you're not driving a truck. We've got two bed frames done. They can be broken down, but not small enough to take in a car."

"Gives us another reason to get together," Zoe said. "Your slaves owe Mistress and me favors."

I laughed. "They're good for it."

"Perhaps after Sam, Marcia and Zoe leave, you can show me how to use the power tools, Master Scott."

"Of course. I'll show you the plans for the other things we're building too."

It was soon time to leave to pick up Julia. I went by myself. At least she didn't have broken ribs. Julia was ready to check out. I was given several pages of post-hospital instructions for her too. She'd already graduated to lesser pain pills. She had 800 mg ibuprofens, four times the amount in the pills at home, but if we ran out, she could take four of the smaller pills, perhaps staggering them. The nurse helped wheel her out in a wheel chair, while I parked the car at the entrance. She helped Julia into the car.