A Taste of Slavery Ch. 43

"After I've been fucked in the ass," Rhonda said, "I enjoy a turn in the hot tub. Would you like to join me Cindy?"

"Yes, please. Sounds refreshing."

"Of course, I often enjoy other things as well. I hope you find those refreshing."

Cindy laughed. "I could be persuaded."

They disappeared. "I see you've managed to corrupt my sister, Julia," Master said.

"I believe your sister was corrupted before I ever met her and you were the source of her corruption. She's been in love with you since she was a teenager. You might be the reason she can't settle down with someone."

"Me?" Master protested.

"It's not just lust she feels for you, Master. I believe she's in love with you. It's the reason she's moved away and avoided us for years. She can't deny her feelings for you, so avoids them by staying away. I felt sorry she couldn't just love you as we do, so arranged for this. It isn't fully what she wants, but perhaps it can lesson the pain she feels being without you."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"I know you didn't, Master. It's okay. We'll take care of you both."

I bent over and took his cock in my mouth. I felt Lisa slip between my legs and caress my slick folds with her tongue. I was cumming in no time. I didn't release his cock until his warm cum spurted down my throat. Later, Cindy slipped into the bed beside us. Four fit easily on our bed.

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Master had to work for half a day today. Lisa sucked him off and shared his cum with Cindy. Poor boy was nearly as hard when Lisa finished.

"You need to shave your cunt, Cindy," I said.

"Why?

"If we're to make Master think he's licking your cunt instead of one of ours, you need to be shaved. None of us have pubic hair."

"I like my pubic hair."

"It will grow back, Cindy, but if we're going to play these games where you get to pretend you're fucking your brother, and he's fucking you, he needs to imagine he's licking your cunt when he's licking someone else's. It's harder to imagine if you know the pussy has pubic hair."

I kissed her. "Lisa will show you how to do it. We both need to shave ours every couple days."

Lisa and Cindy disappeared into the bathroom and forty minutes later came out with Cindy sporting a bald cunt.

"You have a gorgeous pussy, Cindy. If I weren't married to your brother, I'd gladly go pussy spelunking like the other two women."

"Why won't you?"

"It seems too familial, even if it's not illegal. Kind of like fucking my own sister if I had one."

"But you're letting me fuck everyone else."

"Letting them is not quite right. They don't have the same relationship to you as I have. It was Lisa's choice to have sex with you. She's closer to Master than Rhonda and it might have bothered her more. Would you like to go out to the hot tub after lunch?"

"Yes, please."

******

SCOTT

Lisa sucked my cock first thing in the morning, sharing my cum with Cindy. I left the house as hard as I started the day. I only had to work half the day, sending everyone home at one for the holidays. When I got home, Julia, Lisa and Cindy were in the hot tub. I kissed each of them.

"Stand up, Cindy. Show Master your cunt," Julia said.

She stood up and I saw her pussy was now as bare as everyone else's. Her pussy lips appeared blood engorged and puffy, as if she was aroused to even be standing there in front of me.

"Get in the hot tub, Master," Julia said.

I was hard even before I climbed in the tub.

"I've got this one," Lisa said.

She sat between Cindy and I. "Master, I want you to put my fingers in my cunt and I'll put mine in Cindy's and I'll stroke your cock."

I turned a little so I could use my right hand, which was my dominant hand, my spanking hand. Lisa slipped two fingers of her left hand down to Cindy's crotch and grasped my cock with her right.

"Close your eyes, drift off and let me take care of you," Lisa said.

I did close my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her hand stroking my erection. I heard Cindy moaning as Lisa played with her pussy. My fingers were buried in Lisa's and she kept thrusting her hips against my hand. I reached across Lisa's body, found Cindy's arm; slid my hand down her arm until I found her hand. She squeezed it. I felt my the cream in my balls stirring; Lisa's steady stroking of my stiff staff doing the job. Cindy orgasmed, moaning deeper, squeezing my hand harder as she spasmed. Lisa also shivered through an orgasm, my thumb fingering her clit as I thrust inside her. I groaned and my cock head expanded and bursts of cum pulsed out the top, floating away in the bubbling water.

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JULIA

It was a rather quiet afternoon, with Master and his sister becoming reacquainted after so many years. Rhonda got up at five, dressed, and went to her familiy's to exchange gifts and perhaps argue about her love of women once more. Some people have difficulty accepting people for what they are. Master fed me my supper, giving me an orgasm after.

"You're almost too big to sit on my lap anymore," Master teased me. He put a hand on my belly. "Junior's kicking quite briskly."

"He seems to enjoy my orgasms, Master."

"Are you going to name your son Junior?" Cindy asked.

"We've kicked some different names around," I said. "Scott Junior is not the most popular at the moment. We've also considered Daniel after your father. Taylor, John, Ransom, Fredrick, but I think we're leaning most to Luke, the masculine, anglicized version of Lucia, who saved our lives."

"We need to get up early to start the bird and ham cooking," Lisa said. "We should think about sleeping, or at least playing if we plan to do it again."

"What shall we do tonight, since Rhonda's gone?" Cindy asked. "I really enjoyed the things you've come up with."

"We've already done the pretend thing," Master said. "It's enjoyable, but I'm not in the mood for pretending tonight. I want some reality."

"You want to really fuck me?" Cindy asked.

"No. I can't. We can't. I know that, but instead of pretending; just have sex with Lisa and I can enjoy watching you have sex with her instead of trying to imagine I'm somehow fucking you. I'll have sex with Julia, and you can just watch and enjoy it the experience. I can get almost as much joy and satisfaction out of watching you have pleasure as having it myself."

Cindy thought about it for a minute. "Cum on me."

"What?" Master said.

"Cum on me. We can't fuck. Fine. But there's no rule that says you can't squirt your goo on me. Let them suck you or stroke you or even fuck you, but when it's time for you to cum; cum on me. Shoot your cum all over me and let me spread it all over my skin, then Lisa can lick it off or I'll take a shower or something."

Lisa and I looked at one another. A cum shower could be fun. Maybe a facial. Suddenly I had an even better idea. An idea with a twist.

"I'm going to suggest for your enjoyment, a one time special since it's Christmas Eve, that Lisa and I suck Master's cock. When he's ready to cum, you put your mouth right in front of him, and he orgasms straight into your mouth. You've already had his cum shared from one of us. Get it straight from the source. Let him cum in your mouth. No, check that. You ride Lisa's face so you can get some pleasure out of it. I'll suck his cock until he's ready to cum and then aim it into your mouth."

"I'll do it," Cindy said. "Sounds like fun."

"Master?" I asked.

"I'm game."

"Lisa, do I need to ask you if you want to lick Cindy's beautiful, bald pussy?"

"No you don't."

"We've got a plan then. Master, I'll need ten or fifteen seconds warning so I can get out of the way and your cock aimed in the right direction. Cindy, you ride Lisa's face. I'll get Master primed, he'll give me a warning, I'll move and you just lean forward until you're almost touching his cock. You'll feel his hot jizz squirting directly into your mouth."

Lisa lay on the bed and I knelt right behind her head. Master stood up on the bed and gripped the upper rails to hold himself steady. Cindy squatted over Lisa's face. She put her hands on my hips to hold herself steady. Lisa must have started licking immediately as she moaned right away. Master's cock was already hard with the thought he'd be shooting his cum into his sister's mouth. I just had to get him there. My mouth descended over his cock and Master groaned as I swallowed all of him. Sucking him was as natural as breathing any more. It took almost no effort, nor even concentration to do so without anything to distract me.

Cindy was cumming often on Lisa's tongue. Every time she did, she'd grip my hips harder and rock enough to slightly bump my back with her stiff nipples. Several minutes later, Master was getting close to his orgasm. I could see and feel the signs even without him telling me.

I wasn't surprised when he said, "It won't be long now."

I leaned to my left while continuing to pump his prick with my left hand. Cindy leaned forward to catch the cum which would suddenly shoot from his cock. She wasn't as close as I wished her to be, so with my right, I pushed her head forward until the head of his cock was almost in her waiting mouth. I felt his shaft swelling, the inevitable beginning of his climax. The first spurt of creamy seed shot out and I pushed her head until his cock was three inches deep in her mouth.

"Don't lose a single drop of his precious cum, Cindy," I whispered in her ear.

He couldn't stop. Nor could she. Almost automatically, her lips wrapped around the shaft invading her mouth. She started swallowing, trying to keep up with the flow of cum, gurgling and moaning as she had another climax herself. She sucked the tip of his cock like she was drinking the sweetest nectar on earth. It was to me. Master's cock throbbed for a minute, emptying his balls. Cindy didn't lose a drop.

"Be a good girl, Cindy. Clean him off," I whispered.

Her mouth bobbed up and down a few times, retrieving anything she might have missed off his shaft. Master was looking at me, half in horror, half in ecstasy, as his shrinking cock was finally released from his sister's suction. Lisa's face was still buried under Cindy's groin.

"Was it good? What did I miss?" She asked, struggling to wriggle out from under.

"It was perfect," I said. "You didn't miss a thing."

"Did she get it all?" Lisa asked sitting up.

"As far as I can tell, Cindy didn't miss a drop."

I set my alarm to get up at 3:30, turned off the lights, and curled up in Master's arms with my back tucked against his front. Lisa snuggled in front of me. Cindy slipped into the bed on the other side, silent.

"Merry Christmas, Master," I said. "Merry Christmas, Cindy." I paused to let them know it was my gift to them. I kissed Lisa, in front of me. "Merry Christmas, Lisa."

I pulled Master's arm around me and put his hand on my breast, feeling warm and secure.

"Merry Christmas, slave," Master said, squeezing my breast. "Merry Christmas, everyone."

I slipped into a restful slumber, surprisingly, without guilt.

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SCOTT

Everything was going the way it was supposed to go. I was rock hard, aroused as hell. Julia was giving me her usual efficient and expert blow job. It was going to be one hell of an orgasm. I was going to blow a monster load right into Cindy's mouth. I signaled it was time and Julia moved out of the way. Cindy leaned forward. She was right there, ready to capture the fountain of cum I was about to give her. Julia kept stroking my cock, making sure I would pop in a timely fashion. I felt the rush of cum up my shaft and groaned, that first spurt exquisite and suddenly, Cindy's mouth was wrapped around my dick, sucking and swallowing. I didn't think my balls would ever empty. I kept pumping away and Cindy kept sucking it down. Christ! What the fuck had just happened?

Julia whispered to Cindy and she gave me three or four more sucking strokes, then pulled off me. Lisa was struggling to get out from underneath Cindy. I knew she was speaking, but all I could hear was the rush of blood in my ears like a huge wind. Lisa sat up.

"Did she get it all?" Lisa asked.

Julia answered, "As far as I can tell, Cindy didn't miss a drop."

No, she'd vacuumed the cum right out of my sack.

Cindy looked just as stunned as I was. Julia quickly set an alarm on her phone and turned out the light. Everyone climbed into bed. Julia pushed her back against me snuggling against me.

"Merry Christmas, Master. Merry Christmas, Cindy." Had she just let Cindy end my blow job as a gift? She'd had her hand on the back of Cindy's head. Did she push it onto my cock? She had to know what happened. She was watching us, but Julia didn't say a word about it. I heard her kissing Lisa, right in front of her. "Merry Christmas, Lisa."

She pulled my arm around her, putting my hand on her swollen breast. Didn't she care what just happened? Didn't she know? Of course she knew. She must have made it happen, hearing me complain about imitation pretend sex. A gift no one else would know about.

"Merry Christmas, slave," I whispered. I couldn't ask what happened; not now anyway. I squeezed her breast, wishing I could speak. What did Cindy think? Was she horrified? Disgusted? Maybe I could let her know it was okay.

"Merry Christmas, everyone," I said.

Julia was soon breathing softly in slumber. It took me a lot longer to fall asleep.

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At 3:30, the alarm went off and all three women got out of bed. There was the clattering of pans in the kitchen as food got put in the oven. I couldn't fall asleep again, but lay there thinking. They came back to bed for another hour or so, the early stuff done. I must have slept again, because I woke up with the next alarm at six. Cindy and Lisa took a shower, then Julia and I did. Julia didn't talk about last night at all. I didn't know if I should speak of it, or keep my mouth shut. Maybe no one else but Cindy and I knew what happened. Julia certainly wasn't saying a word and surely she would have if she believed I'd committed incest.

"Feed me, Master. I'm starving," Julia said, leading me into the kitchen. "Junior is hungry again."

Cindy and Lisa had started breakfast while we were showering; scrambled eggs and bacon.

"Lisa didn't get to cum last night, Master. Feed her this morning," Julia said.

She took a seat beside me. When Lisa and Cindy brought the food to the table, Cindy and I exchanged significant glances. More than a few times, I guessed. I pulled Lisa into my lap and fed her, fingering her to two orgasms when she was fed.

"Thank you, Master," Lisa said, kissing me when she got up with a beautiful smile on her face. "I needed that."

Julia went into wife and hostess mode after. "Our guests should be arriving around one for dinner. Everyone should be dressed by 12:30 in case anyone comes early. I'll concentrate on the food today, because I can sit down to peel the potatoes and do a lot of the other cooking shit. Lisa, why don't you vacuum. Just the first floor. I don't want to disturb Rhonda any more than we need to. Cindy and Master; the patio needs tidying up. We don't have enough room at the dining room table for everyone, and some of our guests may wish to sit outside if the weather holds and remains pleasant. We should drain the spa, wash it, and replace the water. It's seen a lot of hard use the last couple days. If we don't have enough time to do that before one o'clock, hit it with some chlorine and replace the filter."

I looked at Cindy again. Maybe we'd have a chance to talk. Or maybe we shouldn't speak of it at all.

"One more thing. Follow me into the bedroom, both of you."

Shit! She did see us and she was going to ream us a new asshole or worse.

As she led us to the bedroom she was saying, "I want clean sheets on the bed, we've been fucking like crazy and we should change the sheets and make the bed so it doesn't smell like a whorehouse in here."

We went through the door and she shut it behind us.

"Get over it," Julia hissed. "It's my fault, I made it happen, okay. My little Christmas present to you both. It will never happen again. Nobody else knows it happened and nobody ever will. But if you keep acting like something happened, eventually, somebody will figure out something did. I did all the heavy lifting. Her mouth was on your cock for maybe a minute or so. It's no big fucking deal. You didn't fuck. Cindy was going to eat your cum anyway, just like she has a couple times already. I figured what's the fucking harm if she got a little dick with it. Now talk it out if you have to, but when you come out of this room, your game faces are on and this is done and behind you. No more significant looks, no worried faces." She looked at both of us. "Is that understood?"

We shook our heads.

"Good." She opened the door and called out loudly, "I want military corners on the sheets. Make it tight. Put the bolster pillows on the bed."

She closed the door again behind her.

"Thank God. I thought it was my fault," Cindy said, "maybe I lunged too far forward or something, though I thought she was pushing my head over your cock. When it happened, everything else left my head. I couldn't think, I could only react. I was blaming myself for everything."

"Are you okay? You're not going to freak out or anything, are you?"

She thought a moment. "I think I'm okay with it if you are. I was worried you would be angry with me it happened, that you'd hate me. You don't hate me do you?"

"I don't hate you."

"Are we going to get past this?" Cindy asked.

"Actually, that was a pretty interesting and exciting Christmas present. I was stunned, but it was great. I climaxed so hard and had so much cum, I thought I'd drown you."

"Oh, God, me too. Lisa was making me cum anyway, but the second I felt your cock in my mouth, it became exponentially better. I'm sure I drenched her face."

"So we're good right? No recriminations, no guilt, no regrets. It happened and it's over and done with?"

"Yeah. I think I'm good. In fact, I think I'm really good. I wish Julia would have sex with me."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I want to fuck hell out of her for her Christmas present."

I laughed then I hugged her, pulling her naked body against mine, giving her more than a brotherly kiss. I released her and started to leave the bedroom before I started to get an erection.

"Scott," Cindy said.

"What?"

"We really do need to change the sheets. It does smell like a whorehouse in here."

I laughed and returned to strip the bed.

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At 12:30, Cindy was sent upstairs to wake Rhonda up. The house and patio were neat and tidy. We all had clothes on. I was carving the meats, Rhonda was mashing the potatoes. Cindy was making salad. The green bean casserole was being kept warm in the oven. My parents were the first to arrive, bearing a bag of presents and two pumpkin pies. She hugged me.

"Mary's bringing apple pies," Mom said. "We decided to divide and conquer. Marge is bringing the snack mix and a few bottles of wine. Cindy, Merry Christmas dear."

"Merry Christmas, Mom. Daddy, Merry Christmas. How are you?"

"Same as I was a couple days ago. Show me where to put the presents."

"Under the tree, Dad. It will be interesting to see how many presents fit under there."

The Pinters and Lloyds showed up soon after. Shasta and her family weren't far behind.

"Momma made some sweet potato pie," Shasta said. "I hope you all like it."

"I'm sure we will. Please come in and make yourselves at home. Cedric how are you? Bernice, it's good to see you again."

Cedric ran over to the tree. "Momma! Look at all the presents."

"I know, baby. Don't touch them. They're not all yours. Come here and meet everyone else."

He came back and stood behind her leg as we introduced them to everyone.

"This is my mom and dad, Dan and Sandy," I said. "And this is my sister, Cindy. The last time you were here, my wife was gone on a visit to Los Angeles. This is my wife, Julia. This is her mom and dad, Harold and Mary. You can just call him Harry. This is my very good friend, Lisa. She lives here with us, and this is her parents, Reggie and Marge. This is our other very good friend, Rhonda who also lives with us. Everyone, this is Shasta, Julia and Lisa's most valued employee and friend, her mother, Bernice, and son, Cedric. Dinner is ready. Why don't you dish up and eat before everything gets cold. We'll open gifts afterward."