A Taste of Slavery Ch. 34

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As we shaved and showered she explained the process.

"Following your showers, you will be placed on tables outside. The plastic tablecloths will have been washed with a sterilant. I will wash your bodies with the same sterilant after you lie down. As a plate, food will be placed all over your body, from knees to forehead, from which people will remove it as I described earlier. They won't be pigs about it, snuffling around your cunt exclusively, but expect you will have orgasms from so many mouths and fingers playing with the food on you.

"Many of our diners love to enhance the flavor of their food by wiping it through your cunt after you've orgasmed. The women are lesbians, after all, and most men love the taste of fresh cunt as well. You must remain as still as possible as the food will be balanced on your flesh and any movement might cause it to fall to the table, or worse, the ground. Even when you're climaxing, you must remain still. The food will be chilled. We keep it refrigerated for health reasons before it's placed on your skin. The contrast between chilled foods and warm tongues is one of the enjoyable features for the plates.

"There will be main courses of sushi, sashimi, rice balls, and vegetables. There will be a dessert course, a different dessert on each of you, warm chocolate and nuts, berries and cream, and bread pudding with butterscotch sauce. Wine and champagne will served with dinner. You will need to shower again when you're done. The desserts are especially messy. You will be fed after. Do you have questions?

"Who here has participated in a nyotaimori before?" I asked.

"I did, on a cruise we went on. I prepared the food and served as a plate. Two other women served as the dessert plates. Here, only Marcia has done it before. There was another woman as well, but she doesn't reside here."

"Who?" Lisa asked.

"It's confidential. Her name would be known to you so we don't divulge it as it would be embarrassing to her and her husband."

"Was he here when she served as a plate?" Janet asked.

"He was."

So Master Sam wasn't the only one to have dined off his wife. Master Scott would join him. To think all the people here would be eating off me was driving me crazy with lust.

"Are the rest of you as aroused as I am?" I asked my fellow plates.

"Yes, Mistress," Janet said. "I need to be fucked so bad," Lisa said.

We finished and Chantelle led us outside. By now, we were all used to being naked most of the time, but this was different somehow and my nipples were so hard when we were paraded in front of all the diners. Chantelle had us lie down and used a clean cloth with the sterilant to wipe us down, then poured cool water over us to rinse it off. I practically climaxed when the water ran over my cunt. Chantelle, Zoe and Dawn decorated our feet and hands with flowers and began setting food on us. Delicacies went everywhere. My boobs, my belly, my mons, even the top of my slit, which was probably being flavored with my juices as it just sat there.

When they were done, the crowd was turned loose and people began dining off us, almost everyone using only their mouths, tongues and teeth to grasp the tidbits. I climaxed almost immediately, and it took everything I possessed not to throw my legs open, squirm like a slut and beg to be fucked or sucked. It sounded as if the others were reacting as I did, if their moans of pleasure were to be believed.

The food was being replaced as fast as it was eaten. Zoe was doing the honors for me. She kept whispering to me how much she would enjoy me tonight, keeping me as aroused as possible for the diners. Chantelle kept Janet supplied and Dawn was keeping up with the demand on Lisa. Both Master and Master Sam were eating without fingers. Sam plucked a slice of sashimi off my turgid nipple as Master flicked his tongue up my cleft to gather a sticky rice ball. I orgasmed again and Brianna rubbed a piece of shrimp through my dampness, saying she wanted to see how I'd taste tonight.

Chen ate with his fingers off me the first time, but when he went to Janet's table, he ate with his mouth. After dining off her, he didn't bother with his fingers again. The second time he came around, he nibbled on a morsel on my nipples and I moaned for him.

It was incredible. When I read about the practice of nyotaimori, I'd only considered it from the perspective of Mistress to Janet. I hadn't thought of what it would be like to be the plate. I came four times during the main course. The desserts were worse as with the chocolate sauce, whipped cream, and butterscotch sauce; it was messier, stickier and needed to be licked up. I was the chocolate dessert. I lost track of the orgasms. I'm sure I got chocolate in parts of me I never expected. My cunt was licked so many times, I began wondering what I would taste like with chocolate. The worst part was having to hold still as my body was aroused to completion so many times, when all I wanted to do was move.

Finally, the diners seemed to have sated themselves. Every face was messy and sticky. The water bill tonight would be outrageous as everyone would need to shower. My whole torso was a slathering of chocolate and nuts. I saw Master and Chen following Sam and Marcia to their house to wash off.

Chantelle gave us each robes to cover us so we wouldn't drip all over the house as we went back to Brianna's room. She sent us back to the showers and suggested we wash each other to do the most thorough job of cleaning, taking the robes to wash. We took her suggestion as we all looked a sticky mess. Still, before we washed, I had to lick each of their cunts to taste them covered in cream and butterscotch, and they licked me too. I could see doing this again so I could taste chocolate covered cunt.

Once clean, Chantelle led us to the dining room where we had a quick meal with our servers. Chantelle only gave us twenty minutes to eat, as there were a lot more activities scheduled for this evening.

"Lisa, I may have made a mistake planning this for Janet."

"How, so?"

"It's given Master some ideas. I think whatever Janet goes through this evening will happen to us as well."

I saw Dawn, Zoe and Chantelle look at each other and their looks did not reassure me. I was almost positive I was right.

"What else did you have scheduled for Janet tonight?" Lisa asked.

"Japanese rope bondage by Master Sam," I replied, "called Kinbaku or more often in the US, Shibari."

"Well, that wouldn't be too bad, would it? Master Sam seems nice and you wouldn't have done it to Janet if you thought it would be bad, would you?"

"It's not the bondage bothering me at the moment. I also arranged for Janet to be sold as a White Silk slave."

Lisa looked at me with some astonishment, thought about it some more, then said, "That must be why Master said I wouldn't be spending the night with him and Dawn. Still, how bad could it be? Most of the people bidding on us would be women. Master doesn't have a problem with us having sex with women. It wouldn't be so bad. Hell, it might not even apply to you. You have to play with Mistress Brianna, Zoe and Monique tonight anyway. Your night is taken. It might only apply to me and not you at all."

"How much money are you carrying on you?" I asked.

"None."

"What about you three?" I asked the others.

"We don't even have clothes most of the time," Zoe answered. "Where would we keep money? Mistress provides for our needs and we use a corporate credit card when we buy things on her behalf."

"I hadn't worked out the details of the slave sale, but Master said he had it figured out, but if none of the slaves have money to bid for a slave, who does have the money? Master, Sam, Chen and Brianna and maybe Marcia, since she isn't a full time slave. Three men and one woman with money and three slaves and Master said you wouldn't be with him. Doesn't that leave only the other three with money and if Mistress already has me, why would she bid on any other slaves? Zoe, have you heard of any change to the plans of me to spend the night with you and your Mistress?"

"No, but I wouldn't necessarily be told. I'm a slave."

"So if only Sam and Chen bid for slaves, and Chen definitely bids for Janet, who does that leave for you?"

"Sam. But Master said he doesn't want us fucking other men any more. Why would he sell us as White Silk to Master Sam. Chantelle, would Master Sam buy a slave he couldn't fuck due to his agreement with you and Marcia. He doesn't fuck anyone else who isn't trying to conceive, does he?"

"Very rarely," Chantelle admitted.

"Rarely or never."

"Marcia would have to agree, but he has fucked other women. If they wouldn't become regular sex partners because they didn't live nearby."

Now Lisa was worried too. Janet didn't appear to be nervous as she assumed Chen would bid on her and as a white silk slave, had already sucked his cock. She'd done it today in his car. Spending a night orally satisfying her boyfriend wouldn't be a hardship.

"We need to get going now," Chantelle said. "They're waiting for us in the exercise room."

I left half of my meal on the table, as did Lisa, too busy talking to eat. The rest had completed their meal. We followed the others and they led us to the exercise room. Many of the women were sitting cross legged on the mats. Master, Chen and Brianna had chairs, the rest were standing. Sam and another slave were waiting in the center of the room with a lot of rope. I suspected only those caring for the infants were missing. Most of them had just eaten off me. Master spoke to the assembled crowd.

"Janet, please come here."

Janet approached Master and he made her display for all of us. He put his hands over her shoulder.

"Janet here is very new to submission. She just admitted to us all this past Thursday that she was a sex slave, like most of you. Before coming to this realization, in the process of exploring her feelings about submission, she developed a list of things she wished to try. My lovely slave, and wife, Julia has been doing these items with her so she could explore her submission without exploring them with a male which could be upsetting to her boyfriend. Two of the things on her list were nyotaimori, which she participated in at supper, and Shibari rope bondage, which Sam has graciously offered to demonstrate for us here tonight with the assistance of Riyuki. Since neither of my slaves has experienced rope bondage either, I offer them to Sam to bind as he would Janet. One of the other items on her list will be taken care of tonight as well. So I instruct all three of them to do as they're told by Sam and Riyuki as if the order came from me."

He pushed Janet in Sam's direction and waved us over to them as well. Sam and Riyuki took her to hand and had her trussed up like a Christmas goose in no time. Her arms were bound behind her back and tied to her hair which forced her head back. Ropes crisscrossed her chest, compressing her breasts between them and other ropes went between her legs, though none were directly in her crotch. I could see the moisture forming in her cunt and I'm sure everyone else could too. One leg was tied to itself and the foot was tied above the knee on her other leg which left her crotch wide open. They then tied her to the chin up bar so she didn't have to support herself on one leg.

Lisa was next, and though it was completely different in appearance, it was much the same in affect. Her crotch was left exposed to all of us and she was tied to the opposite vertical support of the chin up bar. She was as wet as Janet was. Truth be known, I was just as wet and they hadn't even started on me.

It was my turn next and in the process of being tied, both of them were touching me intimately, which aroused me further, especially since one of them was Master Sam. My arms were tied behind my neck then tugged down by a rope which went between my ass cheeks and vaginal slit. Sam did a knot right over my clit which exerted pressure on it and I climaxed, moaning, showing everyone what a slut I was. Master was smiling, so apparently he didn't care their rope work was making me cum. My breasts were also bound, in a totally separate manner, being squeezed and making them thrust out to my watchers, my nipples harder than diamond points. I was hung from the horizontal bar so constant pressure was exerted on my clit and slit, keeping me needy and aroused.

All of us now tied and confined, Master came up to each of us and kissed us.

"I hope you're all enjoying yourselves, slaves?"

"Yes, Master," all three of us answered. I was enjoying myself. I had never thought being tied could be so exciting.

"Good. Next we need to blindfold you and gag you, for the next part of the evenings entertainment."

Master took out a ball gag and pushed it in my mouth. I couldn't even ask questions before it was impossible to ask them. Then he put a blindfold over my eyes. I heard him on either side of me doing the same to Janet and Lisa. I was scared now. I wasn't sure why we would need to be gagged and blindfolded.

"One of Janet's experiences recently was to undergo a figging. I did not know what a figging was until I saw Janet's list and then I had to look it up. Julia and Janet underwent a figging together. I missed the whole experience because I was playing poker, and I think I would have enjoyed watching, and I suspect you might too. I think it appropriate all three slaves enjoy a figging. Lisa, because she hasn't undergone one yet; Janet, because she was the one who initially wanted to explore it; and Julia because she orgasmed without permission today. Lucia showed Chantelle and I how to carve ginger root and we've got some here, which we'll now insert into the rectums and cunts of our three slaves. Lucia explained that the insertion of the root is often accompanied by punishment. The purpose of such punishment is to cause the slaves to squeeze down on the roots in their bottoms, thereby releasing more ginger juice, effectively increasing the pain. Please watch as all of our slaves enjoy a figging, and don't forget to swat these lovely asses as the evening progresses to make the occasion more memorable."

Oh, no! Not again. Sure enough. I felt carved ginger root being inserted into my ass and cunt. Janet knew what it would feel like and was squealing around her gag even before it went in. Lisa didn't know yet what she was in for, but it only took a few minutes for her to start feeling the burn. Another reason for the ball gags, or we'd all have been screaming to high heaven. As it was, most of our screams died behind the balls, leaving only muffled groans to come out. As soon as our squirming became less, someone would swat our asses and the burning increased. The burning in my cunt was especially bad. If not gagged, I'd have been begging to be fucked by something big and hard.

"Another of Ms. Howard's fantasies she wished to explore was to be sold at slave auction. We can satisfy her curiosity this weekend." I could hear several of the women oohing and aahing. Was it because they were thinking of purchasing her? Or were they thinking of what it would be like to be sold themselves, having to perform for a new Master or Mistress for the night. "It was originally Julia's intention that Janet be sold for the night as a white silk slave, a slave who could only confer oral favors upon her purchasers. Those oral favors would fit in well with many of the people here who sexually identify as lesbians. However, I do feel since Janet has since identified herself as a sex slave, and is not a virgin, white silk is much too modest a designation. I have overridden my slave's plans for Janet and determined she should be sold as red silk, able to satisfy anyone who purchases her in all ways, save anally. As you can see, Janet's ass is currently occupied at the current time as my slave is slowly preparing Janet for eventual anal fucking. As a result, her bottom is off limits."

I heard a moan from Janet, but couldn't see what was happening. Why was Master selling her as red silk? Chen should be the first to take her cunt as a slave. Master should know that. Chen needed to be convinced to be her Master. If someone else fucked her, would he even want her anymore? At least Chen would be able to bid on her.

"As you can see from the copious fluids flowing from her cunt..." Janet moaned again, almost cumming, I thought. "This slave is ripe to fuck. Whether by cock or strap-on, this slave wants her needy cunt filled.

"However, a slave auction featuring only one needy slave is barely an auction at all, which is why I am offering up this other red silk slave for sale to satisfy whatever the purchaser desires. She's a three hole slut, able to satisfy any carnal cravings you possess."

Lisa moaned herself. I could picture Master sliding his fingers through her moistness, showing everyone Lisa was also a slutty slave.

Then, I felt Master put his fingers to my mouth, my sister slave's scent and slickness on them and being the good little slave I was, I licked them clean. Then he put his hand on a breast and pinched a nipple and I shook and quivered. My breasts were probably purple from being constricted by the rope. Shaking caused the knot over my clit to rub and I climaxed again, moaning hard. All I was capable of behind the ball gag. Thereby identifying myself as another needy slave fit only to serve.

"Mistress Brianna has earned the services of this red silk slave for the night for loaning me Dawn during my last visit. She may not wish to surrender those rights, but perhaps with the proper inducements, may be persuaded to part with this delicious slave."

His fingers penetrated my cunt and I danced on them on best I could, making the rope even more effective.

"I show you this so you can know what a juicy cunt this slave possesses. Surely someone might offer something your Mistress desires to taste this liquid treasure or to feel these lips upon your cock or cunt."

He pushed his fingers back into my mouth and I tasted myself, uncontrollably licking my own cum.

"Monique, has a box of poker chips and will pass out an equal number of chips to everyone wishing to participate as a buyer at the slave auction tonight. Five chips each, it doesn't make any difference what color they are, they are all worth Twenty dollars. The sale will be held in one hour. During that hour, I invite any of you to come up here and inspect the merchandise for sale. You may test the firmness of their breasts, the juiciness of their cunts, then buy, borrow, barter or gamble for the other players chips to better your purchasing power. However you wish to make arrangements to purchase these slaves for yourself is within the rules. If two or three of you choose to pool your money to buy one of these luscious creatures, that is your choice. If you want to risk all your chips on the roll of a dice or drawing of cards to get more chips for yourself, more power to you. If you're not in the mood for sex tonight and want to read a good book instead, you can give your chips to a friend who wants it more. Perhaps you can promise to do someone else's chores for more chips. In an hour, we'll hold the auction, starting with Janet, then Lisa, then we'll have to see if any of you can encourage your Mistress to surrender her rights to Julia."

Oh, Master, why are you doing this. You were opening up the bidding to anyone. Certainly it gave everyone an equal chance, but that included the men. You weren't going to share us with men anymore. What if Chen didn't win Janet? What if he didn't even want to bid on her, watch her sold like a piece of meat? Would he then bid on someone else, like Lisa or me? He'd fucked us before. Why wouldn't he want to fuck us again? What about me? Brianna could have anyone or anything. I suppose it would be tough to barter for my services, but there might be something she'd want they wouldn't normally give her. Maybe her slaves would give her their chips and she could buy us all. Not the worst thing which might happen, but Chen wouldn't get Janet, and if he did buy her, it was as red silk. She would have to fuck him, whether she was ready to or not. I sure hoped Master knew what he was doing, but if Lisa was sold to a man, what would he do? He promised to consider for a week if he was considering sharing us with a man again and that certainly wouldn't happen if she were sold tonight.