A Taste of Slavery Ch. 41

Rhonda initiated a group phone call. "I'm going to start the tail job. Both of the other cars need to park about a block away from Alice's. I'll be as far back as I can be to start the tail since we're in a residential area. If we reach an area with more traffic, I'll try to situate myself two or three cars behind Alex. The next one on the tail stay two or three cars behind me. That puts four to six cars between you and Alex, making you pretty obscure. I want another car on a parallel road running as even as you can to Alex. Being a few cars behind Alex means I could lose him at a traffic light, but hopefully we can catch up at the next one, but if not the parallel car can get behind him and pick up the tail if we can't. They should be on the same traffic light cycle.

"If Alex makes a turn on another street, I'll go past the street reading off the street name he turned on. The car following me will make the turn and we'll turn on the next street running parallel. The previous parallel vehicle needs to get into position to take over as the second trail car. We'll leave the phone call going while we're driving, so make sure you plug your phones in."

"This is more complicated than I thought," Master said.

"It's a good thing Alex isn't a spy or it would be hard as hell to tail him. Hopefully, he's not expecting anything and is rather oblivious and doesn't try to break our tail. We should be doing enough to stay off his radar."

We were parked a half block away from Alice's house by 6:45 PM. Rhonda cancelled the phone call while we waited, scrunched down in the seat so it wasn't blatantly obvious there were people in the car. I followed her example. She called the police department while we waited.

"Dispatch, this is Sergeant Meadows, badge number 692. I'm running a private surveillance. If you get any phone calls of suspicious vehicles involving my vehicle or a white Kia Cadenza, or tan Ford F150, license plates..." She rattled off our plate numbers, "...please ignore. They are also involved in the surveillance. Please notify Sheriff of same in event we leave Fresno jurisdiction."

"Copy, Sergeant Meadows." He read back the information which Rhonda confirmed. "Purpose of surveillance."

"Friend believes she has a cheating spouse. I'm trying to confirm for her."

"10-4, Sergeant. Good hunting."

After hanging up, Rhonda said, "Hopefully we won't have a police officer giving us away coming to the car to question us."

At 7:05, Alice called and said Alex was leaving. Rhonda sat up and started the car. "Call the others and let them know we're moving." A minute later, a red Mustang pulled out of Alice's driveway.

"That should be fairly easy to follow," Rhonda said. "Let the others know we're following a red Mustang tonight and heading West on Fedora. The tail lights on Mustangs are very distinctive. It will help."

We continued for a block, the street dead ending on Ezie. Alex turned left.

"We don't need to turn in the opposite direction do we?"

"No, not when there are limited choices. Most of the cars would have to go one way or the other. We're okay turning left. Just don't want to be right on his six."

"Six?" I asked.

"Right behind him. Master, go right one block on Dayton to Stanford and parallel Ezie going south."

"Check," Master responded.

We followed to the access road beside Shields, turned right and got on Shields at Stanford going east towards the airport. Master was behind us now. Traffic on Shields was heavy this time of day, so Rhonda slowly let Alex get several cars ahead of us. She kept up a running commentary of what she was doing so everyone knew.

"Okay, this is the first place we need to be careful. When Alex pulls off, I'm going to keep going straight. Lisa, you'll follow after, Master after you. I'll make the next exit after and circle around to you."

Alex turned north on Clovis, while we went straight Airways, past the airport to where it curved to the North on Peach which was going in the same direction as Clovis.

"Alex is turning left on Ashlan Avenue," Lisa said. "I'm going straight, Master's got his tail now."

"We can't get on Ashlan off Peach. We need the next left after," Rhonda said.

"Never mind that, he's turning right on Minnewawa," Master said.

"You have to stick with him, Master," Rhonda said. "No one else is in position now. We'll cut right on Gettysburg and try to get behind you. Don't make another turn with him, no matter what. Lisa, come right up Peach and take a right on Santa Ana."

"We might lose him if he makes another turn," I said.

"If we do, we do, Domina. If he's paying attention, another turn by Chen's truck would be a dead giveaway. Hopefully he turns left if he does turn, but he's heading toward residential sections so maybe we can pick him up again."

The second we turned on Minnewawa, Rhonda asked, "Master, where are you now?"

"We're on the traffic light on Shaw. Alex is still going straight."

Rhonda sped up a little, hopefully not enough to draw attention for speeding. A few minutes later, Master said, "He's turning left on Barstow. I'm going straight."

"Shit. Lisa if you haven't passed it yet, turn left on Villa. Get up to Barstow as quick as you can without breaking traffic laws."

"You told me just in time. Turning left on Villa."

It was three minutes before we could turn left on Barstow. Master had turned left on W Tenth and headed back to Barstow on Lind. We didn't see any Mustang tail lights.

"Call Alice, Domina. See if she knows about any friends or drinking buddies who live anywhere near Barstow and Minnewawa."

I called Alice on my phone, putting it on speaker and asked her if she knew of anyone who lived near there.

"My best friend lives in the Del Parque Apartments right off Barstow."

Rhonda and I looked at each other. "What's the apartment number?" Rhonda asked.

Alice told us and we told the others. "Look around the Del Parque Apartments, find building 203, see if you can find the Red Mustang."

A minute later, Master said, "I found it."

"Park there. The rest of us will swing by and get our subs. I suggest Master get in his own car and Janet get in Chen's. It's more common for a couple to sit in a car than a couple men. Chen and Janet will have first watch since Chen has the camera. I'll give you a small pair of binoculars. In an hour, Domina and I will take over if he's still here. You can kiss and talk while you're sitting in the car; it looks normal. The apartment is 212 which would be the second floor. It should be directly above 112. Take the long lens camera, Chen and shoot the apartment door. Make sure the camera is all dialed in. We want to catch any interactions he has at the door."

"Got it," Master replied.

We all met at the truck. Master and Janet changed vehicles and we all got our subs. Rhonda parked a couple buildings away. I was starving, so the first thing I did was eat. I had a spicy Italian, and Rhonda had a roast beef. We were done eating in twenty minutes and had time to kill.

I looked at Rhonda. She had a suspicious line under her dress. "You aren't wearing underwear, are you?"

"Yes, Domina."

"Why?"

"Because I left the house, Domina."

"Not to go to work. We left on private business. Give them to me now." Rhonda hesitated. "Do you want to wear the Slave Trainer tonight?"

Rhonda quickly slid them off and handed them to me. No one wants to wear the Slave Trainer.

"The bra, too."

"Domina, I'd have to raise my dress above my tits to remove it."

"You have thirty seconds. I'll not repeat myself."

Rhonda took a quick look around the car. The parking lot was busy, but no one seemed to be paying particular attention to us. As fast as she could, Rhonda raised her dress above her breasts, released the front clasp of her bra, exposing her hard nipples, slipped it off one arm, lowered the dress and pulled the bra out of the sleeve of her other arm. Less than ten seconds, all told, from start to finish. Well done.

"Unless you're going to work or exercise, your cunt is to be bare and available to me or anyone else. We haven't gone out much since you've joined us. Perhaps we need to go to Luigi's and have you suck cock and lick cunt under the tablecloths. You're not a part time slave. You're my slave full time. I only make allowances for your work."

"Yes, Domina."

"I should make you get on the floor of the car and lick my cunt."

"Please, Domina; it's too busy out here."

I suppose there had to be some limits as to what I'd make my police officer slave do in public.

"Fine, but we're going to kiss and I'm going to finger your cunt. You can keep your dress pulled down."

We leaned towards each other and kissed. I slipped a hand between her legs and Rhonda gasped when my fingers penetrated her pussy.

Master said, "The phone lines are still open."

"Enjoy the show, Master."

I gave Rhonda three earth shattering orgasms during the next fifteen minutes, keeping half an eye open for anyone who might be paying too much attention to what was going on in the car. Rhonda was quite vocal during each one, giving the others quite the sound show with her moans and whimpers. I fed her my fingers after the last one.

"Fuck, I'm hard as a rock," Master muttered.

"You have a slave in the car with you, Master," I said. "There's a car throw in the back seat. Lisa can lie in your lap with the throw over her and she'll take care of your problem."

For the next five minutes we enjoyed the slurping sounds of Lisa over Master's cock, his panting breaths, the stifled moan as he released.

"You need to take our place," Chen said. "We can't do anything while we're watching."

"On our way, Master Chen," Rhonda said, starting the car.

We made our way over and finding a spot with a view of the apartment, and parked. She got the camera and binoculars, and they left. Rhonda took a couple photos of Alex's car and the surroundings. She took another photo of the apartment door to make sure the camera was set up for a fast shot. She handed me the camera.

"I'll watch with the binoculars, you take the photos when I say, Domina. If you hold the shutter button down, it will take a shitload of pictures, a few of which might be useful."

As we were both on surveillance duty and Rhonda was keeping a constant eye on the apartment door, we couldn't do anything, but we heard both Chen and Janet cum, then Lisa. I still hadn't cum and I was getting horny as hell, listening to the others have sex.

About halfway into our shift, someone knocked on my car window. I rolled the window down.

"What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for a friend who get's off work at ten," Rhonda said. "Why is it any of your business?"

"I'm the manager. Why do you need binoculars and a camera?"

"My friend is interested in buying rental properties. We're checking to see how busy this one is and taking pictures of things which might need improvement."

Getting the idea of where Rhonda was going with this, I said, "For instance, I think by repaving and repainting the parking lot, you could get another dozen parking spaces in here. It could also use an exterior paint job."

"I haven't heard the owner is looking to sell."

"He may not be. My friend hasn't made an offer yet," Rhonda replied. "We still need to work the numbers; see if it's financially viable. We'll be out of here in thirty minutes, though my friend may want to look around himself."

She sounded so convincing, explaining why we'd be here and why someone else might be here after us.

"Can I get a business card?"

"We don't have one of his cards," I said. "Scott Rivers Construction. Look it up in the phone book, call, leave a message. He can call you back on Monday. If you see him later, you can ask him for one of his cards."

Our phone line was still open, so Master could hear our conversation; if he wasn't getting his cock sucked and paying attention. We could bring him up to speed when we switched out anyway. Satisfied, he went away.

"Very quick thinking, Domina."

"You too, slave."

We finished up our watch and Master and Lisa came to relieve us. We warned him about the apartment manager, the conversation which he'd heard anyway. Rhonda asked if he needed an explanation for how the camera worked and he said Chen showed him earlier.

"Chances are, Alex will leave during the next hour or it's going to be midnight before he gets home," Rhonda said, "so be alert, sir."

We pulled away. Rhonda found a dark, dimly lit part of the parking lot, "just in case", she said. I smiled at her.

"Oh, yes, you're going to lick my cunt, slave. Activity is dying down, people are inside watching TV or out for the evening. I need to cum."

"We can still hear you," Chen said.

"Don't be jealous," I replied. "I heard you cum already."

I pushed my seat all the way back and pulled up my dress to waist level. "Get over here and take care of your Domina, slave."

"Yes, Domina."

Rhonda got out of the drivers seat and got on the floor in front of me. Ten seconds after her tongue touched my twat, I was cumming. I orgasmed three more times, the last one particularly good. So good, I held her head against my pussy and ground her face in my cunt as I climaxed, drenching it in my cum. I pulled her up so I could kiss her and lick my cum from her lips. We kissed for several minutes. She was a really good slave.

"Alex is coming out of the apartment now," Master said. We heard the camera clicking in the background. "Holy shit. There are two women in the doorway kissing him goodbye. Are we going to follow him home?"

"No point, sir," Rhonda replied, returning to the drivers seat. "We got what we came for. We'll let Alice know he's on his way home, so to keep her eye out for any further evidence of what he was up to tonight and we'll speak to her on Monday."

Rhonda took a different route home so we wouldn't possibly run into Alex again. He lived on the same side of town, though we lived farther East, in a better, more exclusive section of town.

When we got home, Master took the digital card from the camera to download the pictures. Chen and Janet went back to their house. From the looks of the bulge in Chen's pants, Janet was going to be fucked again, soon. Master said he'd return the card tomorrow after downloading the pictures onto his laptop. It was late, so after everyone showered, we went to bed, Master fucking all three of us to one orgasm before emptying himself in me. We snuggled together and went to sleep, all satisfied.

******

SCOTT

Saturday morning started with another round of fucking. We were up and making breakfast when there was a knock on the door. Rhonda opened the door and Alice stood there. It looked like she had been crying. Her eyes were red and teary looking. Lisa shrugged and put three more slices of bacon cooking and added two more eggs to the bowl of scrambled eggs and cheese she was preparing. Julia poured another cup of coffee and asked Alice to sit down, handing her the cup.

"What do you need, Alice?" Julia asked.

"I want to see the pictures you took last night."

"Why not wait until Monday?" Julia asked. "You're seeing us then anyway."

"Because if Alex is fucking my best friend, I want to know today, and I'll be moved out of my house before the day is over."

"Why do you think Alex is fucking your best friend?" I asked.

"We asked her who she knew anyone living in the area of Barstow and Minnewawa last night and she told us her best friend lived in the Del Parque Apartments. It's the obvious connection," Rhonda said.

I nodded. "We're going to eat first. We haven't had breakfast yet. Why don't you have some with us?"

"I don't think I can eat anything."

"Try. Lisa's already put some on and I'd hate for it to go to waste."

"Where's Alex now?" Julia asked.

"He said his boss wanted him to work today, and he was going into the office. I called up my friend and asked her if she wanted to go to the movie. She told me she had a date and couldn't go today." Alice started crying again. "A fucking date with my husband, the bitch!"

"Did she say that?" Rhonda asked.

"No, but I know it is. It can't be coincidence they're both busy at the same time."

Julia handed Alice a tissue. "I'm sorry, Alice. Sorry your husband is such a disgusting pig."

"Why do men have to fuck around?" Alice said. "Why can't they be satisfied with what they have at home?"

I didn't know what to tell her. I'd been faithful to Julia before her slavery, but I'd fucked close to a dozen other women since, and I liked it. I liked the variety, short, tall, black, white, soft or muscular, as young as Reneé to as old as Gwen and everything in between. I could have remained faithful, but I had to admit, the alternative was pretty damn nice. Fortunately, I suspected it was more a rhetorical question and not something I had to answer.

When we sat down to eat, Alice started by picking at her food, but soon developed enough of an appetite to finish it all. Nobody really knew what to say, so nothing much was said. Alice was sad and mad and we couldn't really help her. Our very lifestyle was the antithesis of what she wanted. It was loving and close, but involved multiple people.

After breakfast, I cranked up my laptop and downloaded the digital card to my Photos app. There were a number of photos Chen had taken of Janet in various sexual poses. I didn't delete those from his card, but deleted them from my laptop. I didn't need photos of Janet. I saw her naked frequently anyway. Alice and the others were watching over my shoulder and I think Alice appreciated I wasn't keeping naked photos of her sister on my computer. I erased the pictures from last night from the card and took it out. I started going through the other photos we'd taken, deleting the test photos we'd taken and anything which wasn't a quality shot where a better one existed. Whatever remained, I adjusted the exposure, shadows or highlight settings to show the people the best. We started scanning through one at a time.

"That bitch!" Alice exclaimed when we got to the first one of Alex leaving. A woman was visible in the doorway wearing a thin robe. I'd depressed the shutter and let it run, so there were another five or six showing Alex and the same woman beginning to kiss, his hand going to her breast and grabbing it. Then a second woman appeared, her arm going around the other woman's waist. She was also wearing a robe, terrycloth, but it wasn't securely closed and when she leaned up to kiss Alex, the robe opened to show she was naked beneath it. I heard Alice gasp behind me.

"What's the matter?" I asked

"She's another of my close friends," Alice said, crying again. "The bastard doesn't even pick strangers to fuck. He picks my friends instead."

Nothing to say to that.

The second woman then put her hand over Alex's, still on the other woman's breast and squeezed it as she kissed her. We were obviously witnessing the end of a ménage a trois; a threesome involving Alex and two other women, both friends of Alice. It couldn't get much worse for Alice.

We went to the end of the photos, Alice silent for the rest. I heard a noise behind me and turned and Alice was removing her clothes, stripping down to the skin.

"I want you to fuck me, Scott."

"I can't fuck you. You're not a slave."

"I don't want to be a slave, I want to be fucked. I want pictures of me fucking. I want your cock in my mouth, my pussy and my ass, and I want to show those pictures to Alex, the asshole. I've already got 50% of his assets. I want to hurt him the way he hurt me. I want him to watch me getting fucked."

"I'm sorry, Alice, but if you're not a slave, I can't fuck you."

"Julia, you let him fuck other women. Why can't he fuck me?"

"Because I'm not allowed to fuck non-slaves anymore," Julia replied. "There has to be some balance or we're in an open marriage and neither of us wants that. This way, there's some control of who we have sex with."