A Taste of Slavery Ch. 33

"I know it might be a difficult thing to realize about yourself, but knowing isn't going to kill you and it's possible you'll enjoy the rest of your life more for knowing," Julia said. "Come with me. You too, Lucia. We need to prepare for the evening."

The three of them disappeared into the bedroom. Lisa and I finished preparations for the evening and waited for our guests to arrive.

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JULIA

Janet arrived at 7:45 AM and gave the all clear signal. We let her in and explained what everyone would be doing today. Janet removed all of her clothes without a word, didn't even bother bringing an apron or smock today, intending to work naked as we did. Lucia and I left at 8:15 to be at the clinic by nine.

Lucia was done with the last of her tests by noon. We went to a mall afterward for the crowds and the safety they provided, getting some dominoes from a game store and eating lunch at the food court. I showed her a picture of Jack from my phone from a time before Lisa's divorce so she knew what he looked like and didn't look ready to attack any man who approached our table too closely. It helped, but Lucia always remained alert.

We went to the grocery store afterward for food and supplies for tonight. I also bought ginger root. Hard to have a figging without it. Lucia was unfamiliar with the practice just as I had been. Her Mistress, Brianna, never practiced figging, and none of those she had sex with played with it either. I was wondering about the practice as well, and thought I might have Lucia insert the root in my ass as well. Might as well. As her Mistress, I should know what I was putting her through.

Master was happy when we sent him the text we were home. He was worried about us being scattered. We worked hard all afternoon, nearly finishing by 4:30. We stopped then to prepare a light supper and snacks for the poker game. When Master got home, he took a shower with Lisa and got dressed. He came out to help with the preparations and saw the ginger, not recognizing it. I told him what it was for.

Janet blushed again when reminded of what was in store for her this evening. Apparently, Master had come to a realization of what Janet was before Janet did. She was a sex slave and he went about proving it. He made her display for him. He fondled her, made her release his cock and stroke him to hardness, all without a single word or protest or even without an order needing to be repeated twice. When she admitted she'd suck him to orgasm, Master told her she was a sex slave, and to accept what she was and move on. She started crying.

I put my arms around her shoulder. "I know it might be a difficult thing to realize about yourself, but knowing isn't going to kill you and it's possible you'll enjoy the rest of your life more for knowing," I said. "Come with me. You too, Lucia. We need to prepare for the evening."

I led them both into the bathroom where Janet continued to cry.

Lucia hugged Janet and kissed her. "Shh, shh, slave. Accept who you are. Be proud of who you are. You know several sex slaves now, from your Mistress to Lisa to your friend, Reneé. Are any of them unhappy with their role in life? Are they not content? I know I am happy with who I am. I'm not afraid of it. I'm a sex slave and happier for it. The words frighten you. They're just words and mean only what you want them to mean. You wish to serve a Master who will love and cherish you for who you are. Is that so wrong?"

"What if Chen doesn't want a sex slave?" Janet wept. "What if he wants a normal woman?"

"Then he wants a normal woman," I said, "and there's nothing anyone can do about it because that's not who you are. Perhaps you didn't know it before, but you know it now. Maybe, he accepts you for who you are, and maybe he doesn't. If you attempted to be normal for him, it would have ended badly anyway, because you want to serve. You demonstrate it every day. It was only a matter of time before you both knew. Better to know now before you become closer and the parting becomes harder if he doesn't want to Master you. If he doesn't, we'll find you another."

Reneé chose that moment to join us. She'd arrived and Master sent her back to join us.

"Why is Janet crying? Did she receive a severe spanking?"

"No. Master just made her realize she's nothing more than a slave girl like the rest of us. She has to accept she is and quit trying to pretend she isn't."

Reneé put her arms around her. "There, there, Janet. Now you're just another sex slave. It's nothing to cry about. I'm happier than I've ever been. You'll be fine."

"What if Chen doesn't want a slave girl?" Jane sobbed, holding her friend.

"Then you can join Jerry and I and I shall have a girl to fuck again."

I kissed Janet. "Hush now. I don't want my slave blubbering for the rest of the night. It is what it is and there's no use crying about it."

Her crying slowed and eventually ended. As soon as she stopped crying, I showed all three of them how to give themselves enemas, demonstrating on myself first. One more item checked off on Janet's list.

"Why are you showing me how to give myself an enema?" Lucia asked.

"One of the things Janet wished to explore is anilingus," I said. "Since she's going to be licking our asses, I thought we'd present her with clean rectums." Lucia nodded. She understood the concept. "I'm showing you how to give yourself an enema, Janet, so that when you finally surrender your ass to Chen, you can present him with a clean one. After, you may wish to lick his cock clean. By cleansing yourself first, you won't be licking your shit off his dick."

"I'm not sure I could lick his cock after he fucked my ass, Mistress."

"Whether you do so or not will be up to you, slave, but you did say you'd like to try anilingus and I cannot for the life of me, see any difference between the two. In any case, it's easier to clean up afterward."

"And you've done this for your own Master?" She asked.

"After he's fucked me and fucked Lisa," I admitted.

Since they hadn't had enemas in perhaps forever. It took three times before the water ran clear for the three of them, whereas twice was sufficient for me. Everyone properly cleansed, I fitted Janet with the slave trainer.

"You're going to become desperate to cum before the night is over, slave. This device is quite diabolical in training slaves. I tell you this now because you'll beg and plead to cum, but it's no use. I shan't let you cum until I'm quite ready."

"What are we doing tonight?" Reneé asked.

"We'll start with a bit of figging," I replied.

"What's figging."

"You'll find out. Perhaps we'll all find out. I'm curious about it myself. Janet wanted to experience it. It's on her list of things to explore. I bought enough ginger root for all of us." I gathered everything else I needed from the bedroom, including ball gags for two, the other Slave Trainer, a charger, blindfold, The Enforcer and the whip. I pulled out three girls robes from the closet, and handed them out. "Put these on until we get into the basement. Then you may remove them. I'm sure the others have arrived and started playing poker. We're trying to get them to realize slaves are no longer available to be used by anyone."

They donned the robes, left, and made their way down to the basement. I put on one of Master's robes which was a tad too large, but at least I wasn't swimming in it. I made my way past the card table into the kitchen for the ginger root and a sharp knife. The players commiserated a little on the crime, asking how I was doing and if I needed anything.

"No thank you," I replied. "I'm doing well as a whole. Disappointed they haven't caught Jack, which means we have to remain extra cautious, but doing fine, in large part."

"Who's the extra girl? I don't think we met her," Regina said.

"That's Lucia. She's here to go to the Fertility Clinic in town. Lady problems." No point in telling all her secrets. "She's also a trained self defense expert. She's helping protect us until Jack is caught."

"That itty bitty thing," Edward said. "What does she know about self defense."

"Enough to shoot your nuts off at thirty feet and kick them off at three," Master said. "I wouldn't take her on."

"Really? That good?"

"Detective Riley, in charge of our case, wanted to test her out and she disarmed him twice," I said. "After, he said he didn't need to send us home with a police escort. She was good enough all by herself. I need to go now. We're working on something down in the basement."

Chen looked at me with a question on his face. I winked at him and slightly nodded. He looked down at the cards in his hand nonchalantly, a slight smile on his face.

When I went into the basement, the begging started immediately.

"Please, Mistress, let me cum," Janet begged.

"I told you before begging would do you no good. If you beg or complain some more, it will be much longer before you cum. I don't want to listen to it. Kneel," I ordered.

She knelt down and I put a ball gag in her mouth, the blindfold over her eyes, and suspended her from our finished bed frame, so I didn't have to listen to her, nor would she know what I was doing.

I broke off a couple fingers of the ginger root.

"Do you want to be figged?" I asked Reneé.

"I don't know. What's it do?"

"According to what I've read, it causes an intense burning sensation in your ass and/or cunt accompanied at some point by a desire to be fucked. It was used as a punishment for slaves as far back as the ancient Greeks."

"Let me see what it does to Janet first," Reneé replied.

Janet wasn't deaf. She squirmed hearing us discuss it. I was of a similar state of mind, but I was afraid if Janet reacted too bad, I wouldn't want to do it myself, yet I felt I should know what it was like if I was going to do it to someone else.

I handed Lucia one of the knives. "I'm going to do it as well. We need to carve these these ginger root fingers into slim anal plugs with a knob at the end that will keep it from sliding all the way into the anus. When we're done with that, we'll carve slender tongues for our pussies with a little groove for the clit. From what I've read, you don't want any of the ginger juice to get into your eyes, so don't rub them once you start carving."

Lucia nodded and she and I proceeded to carve two anal plugs which would slide relatively easily into our bums. Then we carved two tongues of ginger root that would slide into our cunts with a wee piece which covered our clits. In short order, we had both pieces prepared for Janet and I.

I removed the Slave Trainer and showed Lucia how to cut little vertical grooves in the root. "My understanding is the insertion of the ginger root is usually accompanied by caning or other punishment. It causes you to squeeze on the root and release more of the juice, increasing the pain. Reneé, you may spank Janet hard. Don't spare her. Lucia, I'd like you to use the paddle on me, a typical paddling. Don't spare me either. I want the full experience Janet will receive. Hang me by my wrists so my feet barely touch the ground and put the other ball gag in my mouth. If it hurts too badly, at least no one upstairs will hear me scream."

"Are you sure?" Lucia asked.

"I'm not letting anyone else do it unless I know what it feels like," I said. "It won't kill me. It's been done for centuries without permanent harm to anyone."

Without another word, the two women strung me up like Janet and the ball gag went in. With Reneé behind Janet and Lucia behind me, they inserted the root into our rectums, sliding past the muscular ring. Almost as quickly, the other piece went into our cunts and over our clits. I waited. Slowly, bit by bit, it seemed heat was building up in my bottom and my pussy. Then, it wasn't heat, it was burning. I squealed, muffled by the ball gag. So was Janet.

Lucia began to spank my bottom with the paddle. Every time she struck me, my buns constricted. Each time they did, more juice was squeezed out and the burning increased. I'd attempt to relax my buttocks, I was struck once more and the process began again. I was dancing on my toes, it burned so badly, but then came the need. The ginger root in my cunt and on my clit; though it burned like the root in my posterior, still I wanted - no needed - something in my cunt post haste. It was like the only thing which would give me relief was for something to plug my cunt, fast. I wanted to tell Lucia to finger fuck me to exhaustion, but the ball gag prevented all but the most meaningless of noises. I tried spreading my legs, hoping they would recognize my need, but I was tied too high to do more than raise one leg at a time and to Lucia, it might have been nothing more than the fall of her paddle or the juices coursing through my private parts making me dance.

Janet was doing the same; squealing behind her gag and jumping around with spread legs begging for someone to fill her. No words came, only the high pitched moans of someone desperate for relief. Finally, after more than twenty minutes, our bottoms red from our spankings, the ginger root juice burned itself out, and we finally came to rest, panting hard, drool running down our chins and chests. Still, I wanted to be fucked in the worst way, almost as bad as wearing the Slave Trainer for several hours. Lucia removed my ball gag.

The moment I could speak, I said. "Release us quickly."

We were both released and I grabbed Janet and finger fucked her hard as she fucked me, kissing and panting, our cunts throbbing with desire. I climaxed three times before I even thought of stopping.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned, finally able to speak coherently.

"Was it bad, or was it good?" Reneé asked, intrigued by our actions.

"As bad as the worst spanking I've ever had," I mumbled, "and still I had to have something in my cunt immediately it ached so much." Hell, I still wanted something in my cunt, the bigger the better; Janet's fingers scarcely enough. "Do you want to try it?"

Lucia said no. Reneé hemmed and hawed a couple times before saying no herself. I suspected she might try it herself where she could remove the ginger if need be. I put the Slave Trainer back on Janet. She complained immediately, but I threatened her with the ball gag and another figging unless it stopped immediately. She zipped her lip. Good, it was time for her to lick ass.

We started with Reneé, which I knew Reneé would appreciate. Reneé lay on a couch we had in the rumpus/pool room and pulled her legs back beside her ears, baring her crinkled star. I had Janet kneel with her head buried between Reneé's cheeks and start licking.

"What a good little ass licker you are," Reneé moaned, embarrassing Janet no end. She blushed scarlet, but didn't stop.

"Push your tongue past her pucker," I ordered, "or you won't cum again tonight."

Hesitantly, Janet began pushing through Reneé's star, which really made Reneé squirm.

"Put your fingers in her cunt and make her cum, slave."

For the next ten minutes, Janet massaged Reneé's bunghole with her tongue and finger fucked her to two orgasms. Then it was Lucia's turn. She got on her knees, parting her ass cheeks with her hands. Janet dove right in. Apparently, it was the first time her bottom had ever been penetrated by a tongue and she loved it, cumming almost immediately.

"Deeper," I said. "I want your tongue so deep you could scoop a Master's cum from her bottom."

Janet strove to drive her tongue deeper yet and Lucia climaxed again. I let Janet lick her as long as she'd licked Reneé, Lucia orgasming twice more without any stimulation to her cunt. When Janet was done, I let her drink some water and rest her tongue. I told Lucia to put her robe on and go upstairs and get the dominoes.

"Dominoes!" Reneé complained. "Why the hell would we want to play dominoes when we can have a slut lick our assholes?"

Janet blushed again. I was going to break her of that, though probably not today. Today, she was going to squirm for sure.

"Don't worry," I explained, "there's a method to my madness."

While Lucia was getting our purchase, I thought about whether I wanted to position myself like Reneé, or like Lucia. Both had their distinct advantages, but finally, I decided I wanted to watch Janet lick my asshole, especially if there was still ginger juice back there. I got into Reneé's position. With my legs drawn back, I parted my butt cheeks and ordered Janet to lick and suck me. Her tongue licked over the wrinkled surface a few times before her tongue pushed past my pucker and started twisting in my rectum.

"See if you can suck any ginger juice from my ass, slave."

I felt her tongue wriggle between my buttocks and a gentle sucking at my back door. Whether or not she actually found any juice or it had been absorbed by my body, I don't know but it felt superb. I climaxed, my cum trickling out of my pussy and dripping down between my cheeks for Janet to lick up. I gave myself no more time than I gave either of the others, but I orgasmed twice.

By then, I'm sure Janet needed to give her tongue a rest. It had been boring into three assholes for the last thirty minutes.

"Mistress, may I cum now?" Janet asked.

"Not yet," I replied. "Lucia is going to teach us to play dominoes. Like our former poker game, oral pleasure goes to the winner of each game. Janet to provide the orgasms to the players. Lucia, can you please explain how the game is played?"

Lucia showed us the rules of the game and the three of us were quickly playing one another. Each time one of us won, Janet would have to lick her to another orgasm while the other two set up the game again. Given Lucia's experience with the game, she won three times and Reneé and I only won once, though I did enjoy watching Janet lick cunt and I made sure she knew it, calling her a cunt licker each time. At some point, the Slave Trainer's battery died and we had to remove the dead one and put the freshly charged one in. Janet had to clean the old one which was thick with her lubrication. A couple times, we had the game set up quickly and I was able to spank her bottom as she licked the winner, and I made sure she kept licking despite the spanking she was receiving.

Janet was getting desperate by this time. She hadn't cum in several hours and I know how bad it can be to be on the Slave Trainer for any extended period of time. Her cunt was liquid and squishing, with her fluids running down her legs. She begged to cum again, and again she was told she had to wait. I won another game and Janet was licking me to my orgasm when Master, Lisa and Chen came down. She heard Chen talking, grew embarrassed again to be licking cunt in front of him and tried to stop. I grabbed her head and held her face against my bare cunt, threatening her with the direst of punishments if she failed to complete her task.

Blushing horribly the whole time, she licked me to a screaming orgasm, my pleasure enhanced by having her lick me in front of Chen. After I climaxed, I released her head and she knelt on the ground with the cum of six separate orgasms from three women smeared all over her face. I warned her of the penalties for wiping her face off.

"Chen," I said, "I must inform you that Janet is a natural sex slave. I know it might not be what you hoped for out of a relationship with her, but there's no doubt in my mind, nor do I believe there's any remaining doubt in hers, is there, slave?"

Janet whispered, "No, Mistress."

"Speak louder, slave. I'm not sure everyone heard you."

"No, Mistress. I'm a natural sex slave," blushing furiously, red as a beet.

"Do you want to cum, slave?"

"Please, Mistress," unable to remove the pleading from her voice.

"You may cum if you suck Master Chen's cock. Please ask him nicely."

She looked at him helplessly, despondent and hopeful at the same time. She lowered her head and asked, "Master Chen, may I please suck your cock, sir."