A Taste of Slavery Ch. 31

"Please, Master."

Julia got another pill and Lisa took it with a sip of water. We walked to the bedroom.

******

Three hours later, Lisa was riding me, moving slowly over my cock. Julia was drenching my mouth with her cum, gasping in pleasure. It was the third time around for all of us. I'd fucked Lisa while she was kneeling and eating out her sister slave, and fucked Julia's ass while she did the same for Lisa. After a brief respite to give my cock a chance to recover, Julia had sucked me to hardness so I could fuck Lisa again. I was close to cumming the third time.

"How close are you, Lisa?" I moaned; Julia giving my mouth a brief rest as her pussy was quite sensitive.

"Very close, sir."

"Me too. Cum with me. I've got no more than a half minute left."

"Yes, sir."

She sped up, trying to obey. Of course, her increased speed was hastening my own explosion. I held out as long as I could, moaning as my sperm sped through my prick and into Lisa. She orgasmed moments later, her sexual contractions doing their best to drain every drop. Our climaxes ended, she rested where she was, my softening shaft inside her.

"I swear my orgasms do more to relieve my chest pains than the drugs, sir."

"Good to know. Would you like my help taking a shower again?"

"Please, Master."

"What about me, sir?" Julia complained. "Don't you want to help me shower?"

"You're not helpless, slave. You can wash yourself."

She tried to strike a sexy pose, ruined somewhat by her swelling stomach.

"Do you no longer find my body irresistible, Master?"

I laughed. "I find you eminently irresistible, slave. Very well, I'll wash you too, but you'll have to wait your turn."

"Thank you, sir."

Putting the chair in the shower again, I helped Lisa sit and washed her, carefully sponging her ribs. "I'll never forgive Jack for what he did to you. The rape was bad enough, but to harm you physically was unforgivable."

"You're not upset he raped me, sir?"

"I'm upset he raped you, but not because of the sex. I told Julia this last night and I'm telling you now. I was foolish enough to share you with other men. I don't want to do so again, but I can't claim this other incident of sex has tarnished or besmirched you in a way I haven't already done. You didn't deserve to be hurt or raped, but it doesn't affect how I feel about you. You're as lovely and wonderful as you've ever been, and nothing Jack could do to you can alter my feelings for you in the slightest. If you're concerned about it, don't be. I don't care about the sex. I care what he did to you."

She wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. "Thank you, Master."

"You're welcome, but I don't feel I've done anything special."

Of course, having expressed my affection for her, I had to finger fuck her to another orgasm, pushing deep and making her shiver and gasp in pleasure.

"I see you're in need of another shave," I said. "How often must you shave your cunt?"

"Every day, sir, if I wish to remain as smooth as I want for you."

"Is there any other way of removing pubic hair?"

"Waxing, though I would have to allow it to get longer before they can wax it off."

"What's waxing?" I was so ignorant.

"They fasten wax to the hair and rip it out by the roots, sir."

"Ouch! Women do that?"

"Women do a lot of things to be attractive to their men, sir."

"Can't you put creams on it to make the hair fall out; like Nair. They use that on legs don't they?"

"Most depilatories aren't to be used around genitals, Master. I haven't found any. I've looked."

"What about laser treatments? I've seen some TV ads about using lasers for hair removal."

"They cost thousands of dollars as you have to go multiple times and even then, it will have to be repeated in the future. They also aren't as effective on blonde hair like Julia's though they'll work better on my black hair. We could always let it grow back, sir."

"And have to pick hair out of our teeth when we have oral sex? No thank you. I'll shave you again."

"Thank you, sir."

Thus, I ended up shaving her again, and being in such close proximity to her cunt, licked her to another orgasm when I'd finished.

"Mmm. I feel so much better, Master. I'd like to try sleeping with you and Julia tonight. If it's too uncomfortable, I'll go back to the easy chair."

"It will be nice getting back to normal again," I said.

When it was Julia's turn, I didn't need the chair, but I washed her as I did Lisa, with much the same result. I even shaved her, taking notice in the differences in their pussies. It wasn't this often I was this close without having my face buried in their folds. Having shaved her, I needed to taste her again. She was leaning back against the wall with one of her legs over my shoulder to open herself to my attentions, breathing hard after she orgasmed.

"I love you, Julia," I whispered against her sex.

Julia grasped my hair and held me against her. "I love you too, Master."

"I know you do. You'll never know how much it means to me you do so. I was somewhat blind to how deeply you did. Dawn pointed out to me how much you would have to love me to first invite Lisa to join us, then arrange for me to have sex with other women while I was in LA. She said it took extraordinary love to do so, and I should never make you regret your gift to me."

"Dawn sounds like a perceptive young woman, sir."

"More so than you'd believe. She doesn't strike you as being profound, but she's amazingly so."

"Did you enjoy your time in LA, sir?"

"You made sure I did."

"Then I'm content, sir."

"As am I."

My tongue dipped between her folds again until she screamed for me, shuddering in my arms.

******

When we returned from the bedroom, Lucia was nowhere to be found. Then we heard tools in the basement. Julia helped get Lisa settled while I went into the basement. Lucia was industriously working on the bed frame.

"I'm going to need help getting some of this put together, sir," she said, pausing.

"Don't worry about it now. We were going to order some Thai food to be delivered. You need to pick out what you want."

"Are you sure you should have strangers coming to the house, Master."

Lucia was thinking a great deal about our safety. She was taking Marcia's instructions seriously.

"The reason we're ordering Thai. We know the delivery person. He's been here before." Though he wouldn't enjoy this delivery as much as he enjoyed his previous trips to our house.

"Very well, sir."

Lucia came up and picked out what she wanted from the menu. She was ready to return to the basement.

"Stay, Lucia, it's Sunday, a day of rest. You needn't work so hard when everyone else is relaxing."

"I want to make myself useful, sir. You've accepted me into your home and I should do something for your kindness."

"You can and you will, but not today. No one here will resent you taking some time to relax, least of all, me."

"Yes, Master."

"You can read, watch TV. Julia and I love to play cards, especially euchre. Are you familiar with the game? Do you even play cards?"

"No, sir. My family usually didn't have a lot of leisure time and we usually socialize around the pool at Mistress Brianna's. I know how to play dominos."

"We don't know how to play dominos. We'll teach each other to play different games. Euchre takes four people and we don't usually have four people. It will be fun having an extra person around."

"Thank you, sir. I'd enjoy that."

"Julia, while you're shopping for clothes tomorrow, pick up some dominos."

"Yes, Master."

"While you're at it, pick up some ammo that Marcia recommended."

"You'll have to write it down for me, sir."

"I know what it is, Master," Lucia said. "I'll pick it out for her."

I handed Lucia the gun. "Since you have a concealed weapons permit, I'll let you carry the gun for now. I'll get you the ammunition I have. You can replace it with the new stuff after we buy it."

"Yes, sir." She cleared the weapon. She looked quite competent doing so.

"If they haven't caught Jack by Friday, we'll all go to the gun range on Saturday and get in some practice. Maybe buy a smaller gun. One of the crimson trace laser aimed guns Marcia talked about."

All three of them agreed. I got the box of ammo I had for the automatic and the other back straps that came with it. Lucia replaced the back strap with the smallest one and held the gun, finding herself satisfied. She showed the empty gun to Julia and Lisa.

"Always assume the gun is loaded unless you've checked it first." She slid the slide back until it locked. "This is called clearing the weapon. You can see there's no magazine in it and see there's no bullet in the chamber. Before you hand the weapon to anyone else, clear the weapon. The person who accepts the weapon from you should also check it, otherwise they're assuming the weapon is unloaded and you should never assume it is. This is the slide release. When you push down on it, the slide moves forward into the firing position."

Lucia pressed down and the slide snapped forward. "If the gun were loaded, it would now be ready to fire." She pulled the trigger and there was a click.

"Doesn't a gun have a safety?" Lisa asked.

"Some do. This one doesn't have anything but this safety in the trigger," Lucia said, pointing it out. "When you depress the trigger, the safety is released. It keeps the gun from going off if you drop it, but when you pull the trigger, it fires."

She handed the weapon to Julia "See how this feels in your hand. You're taller than I am."

Julia took the gun and in the process of looking at it, pointed it at Lisa. Lucia snatched her arm and pointed it at the ceiling.

"Be careful. In the process of handling the gun, you pointed it at Lisa. Always know where you're pointing the barrel. Plus, what's the first thing I told you to do when you're given a gun?"

"To clear the weapon."

"Clear the weapon. I could have dropped a bullet in the chamber before handing it to you."

Lucia released Julia's arm and this time, Julia cleared the weapon, making sure it wasn't pointed at anyone. Julia tested the grip, pointing it at the couch.

"Don't aim down the barrel, but point it at the pillow, like Marcia showed you," Lucia said, "like pointing a finger."

Julia pointed. "Not bad, lower your hand, then try it again. Point at the pillow."

Julia dropped her hand, then raised it, pointing at the pillow, about six feet away. She did it several times, getting more comfortable each time she did it.

"That's pretty close. The pillow is about a foot in diameter. All you're hoping for is to hit center mass, which on a six foot man would be about eighteen inches wide and two and a half long."

"Let me try," Lisa said from the chair.

Learning, Julia cleared the weapon before handing it to Lisa, who cleared it upon accepting it. She pointed it at the pillow several times until she was comfortable doing so.

"This is the slide release," Lisa said, pointing at the one she'd learned. "What are these other two buttons for?" She indicated the button on the grip and another one near the slide above the trigger.

"The button on the grip is the magazine release. It drops the magazine out, so you can insert another one. The other lever you pointed out allows you to remove the slide and barrel from the plastic part of the gun for cleaning. I'll show you how to clean it after we fire it at the gun range."

Taking the box of bullets, Lucia showed them how to load them into the magazine. After sticking a couple of them in the magazine, she handed it to Julia, who loaded four, then Lisa, who loaded four more.

"This magazine holds fifteen rounds. The last few bullets get harder to load as the spring inside is compressed, but you should be able to put all fifteen rounds in a magazine." Lucia put another five in. "It's possible to keep a bullet in the chamber, ready to fire, then removing the magazine and adding another bullet so there are sixteen in the gun. I don't recommend doing so. It makes it too easy to fire. It takes very little pressure on the trigger to send death out the barrel, about five pounds. My suggestion is to leave the barrel empty, and load it when you need to shoot it."

Lucia took the loaded magazine, inserted it into the grip, pulled back the slide, let go and the slide slid forward.

"This weapon is ready to fire. Depress the trigger and the gun goes off. When carrying the gun, don't put your finger in the trigger until you're ready to shoot. Put it alongside the trigger." She showed them what she meant. "When you pull the trigger, the gun fires. When the bullet explodes, the back pressure causes the slide to go back, which ejects the old cartridge and loads another bullet in the chamber, ready to fire again. A loaded magazine keeps the slide from locking back again unless you engage the lock. When the magazine is empty, the slide locks back, so you know it's empty and another magazine needs to be loaded. You push the magazine eject button and the empty magazine drops out."

Lucia pushed the button and the magazine dropped into her hand. "There's still the bullet in the barrel. It won't come out until I pull the slide back." She demonstrated and the bullet flew out to the right of the gun. She loaded it back into the magazine. "Normally, I don't catch the empty magazine when I'm dumping it from the weapon. It's useless to me. I didn't want to drop one with bullets in it. When you practice, you drop the empty one on the ground and stick a new one in. Getting more bullets into the gun should be your highest priority."

She released the slide, then slammed the magazine back in. "To fire, pull the slide back and it will put a bullet in the chamber and will be a fully loaded gun, ready to fire. Do not carry it around with your finger in the trigger. Do not point it at anyone unless you intend to shoot them. Treat a gun with the respect it deserves."

"Can I try?" Julia asked.

Lucia handed the firearm to Julia. She dropped the magazine, pushed it back in, cocked it by pulling back on the slide, ejected the magazine once more, ejected the bullet remaining in the chamber, put it back in the magazine, then replaced the magazine in the gun, all without pointing it at anyone.

"I think I have the mechanics down," she said. "Only time will tell if I have the point and pull the trigger part down."

"The important part is not to yank on the trigger. A continuous squeeze, slow but fast. I know it sounds like an oxymoron, but you want to do a slow squeeze quickly, steadily. It should almost be a surprise when the gun goes off. We'll practice at the gun range. Lisa do you want to try?"

"Not while I'm sitting down. Give me another couple days."

Lucia nodded. She didn't load the second magazine and I asked her why.

"I won't need more than one, Master. We'll save the other magazine for the new ammo. Therefore, we'll always have one loaded magazine."

"You're very competent with a firearm," I commented.

"Many hours of practice with Marcia. I was doing fairly well as long as there were only women on Brianna's estate. When Sam came, it changed things for me. Not that he was ever cruel or aggressive towards me. In fact, he was the one who noted I was having problems, which is when I was able to tell everyone what happened. Brianna ended my submission until my counseling determined it wasn't the result of my gang rape. She didn't want a slave for all the wrong reasons. It had to be my choice to submit, not a result of trauma. She even told the other women to leave me alone in case it was also the reason I chose to be a lesbian."

"Wasn't it?" Julia asked. "Lisa and I wondered."

"My psychiatrist believes your sexual preference is something you're born with. You may not realize until you're older what your preferences are because of lack of exposure to it. You assume you're supposed to be with men and never realize why your emotional connection to them is so weak, until you realize it's possible to be with a woman. You were just raped. You know how cruel and brutal a man can be to you. Do you feel any less desire for your Master?"

"No," Lisa said. "In some ways it's stronger, because I know now what a good man he is, as if I had any doubt of it before."

"And if a woman were to rape you, it might alter your perception about having sex with one and make it less likely, but it's because you're not as attracted to women anyway. I have less desire to attempt to be with a man because of my rape, but it wasn't the reason I was attracted to women. I was born with that. I've come to believe that. We are the way we are because God made us that way. Even your desire for submission is something you were born with. It took you submitting to find out you were submissive, but once it happened, you knew it was for you."

"Julia was always seemed more attracted to it," Lisa said. "She thinks now she realized she might have submissive tendencies after Zoe told her she was going to be Brianna's sex slave. It's when her reading habits changed. I always thought it was odd she was intrigued by it until I witnessed it. Seeing her submit is what made the difference for me. I can't imagine another way of life any longer."

"What about me?" Julia asked. "I love being submissive to my Master, but I find myself attracted to dominating women?"

"You can be a switch. I've met complete switches, those who want to dominate people more submissive than them and to be dominated by those more dominant, irregardless of sex. Yours seems to be more gender based. Submissive to men and dominant towards women. I'm not sure it's incongruous for it to be so. Don't try to attach too much to it either way. Let it be what it is."

Further discussion was interrupted by the front doorbell. I sent the women into the bedroom since none of them were dressed. Lucia took the gun, charging it as she went to the bedroom. I looked out the spy hole. It was Marcus, holding our Thai food. I opened the door for him taking a quick look around outside. He looked around when he came inside, wondering where my slaves were.

"I'm sorry, Marcus, but the ladies are no longer available as a tip. You'll have to be satisfied with money." I handed him a ten.

"Can I ask why?"

"I'm not comfortable sharing any longer, nor do they wish to be treated as communal property. It was a mistake on my part to allow it originally. I'm correcting the mistake."

"I'm sorry to hear. I loved coming to your house."

"Does that mean you'll no longer come?"

"It's still my job, just won't be as much fun anymore." He paused. "I saw on the news they had a bit of trouble. Is that the reason why?"

"No. It stopped before it happened, but until the man is caught, we're being more cautious. It's why I asked for you when we put in the order. We know you. I'm very hesitant allowing strangers into my house at the moment. We know who it is, but he's got to have someone hiding him, or he'd be caught by now. He's not at his house. Unless he's dead somewhere and we don't know it, I'm assuming he's running around loose out there."

"Tell the ladies I'm sorry what happened. It's not right."

"I'll tell them. Thanks for bringing the food."

"Good night, sir."

He left and I locked the door and set the alarm behind him. The women came out of the bedroom and we brought the bags to the table and started divvying it up. Tonight, I fed Julia. I held her naked body in my arms and fed her the food. During the meal, I played with her pussy frequently, making her cum. Each time she squirmed through her orgasm, I kissed her, inhaling her breath, her gasps of pleasure. Even Lisa started to squirm, watching it. It was so nice having both of my slaves home again with me.

After supper, we taught Lisa and Lucia how to play euchre. It's not a difficult game and after playing four open hands, we could get started on the real thing. Since both of them were new to the game, I took Lucia and Julia took Lisa. Lucia was a card demon. For someone who'd never played a lick of cards before, she was an assassin. We won three quarters of the games played. Around ten, we broke up.