A Taste of Slavery Ch. 46

"Meanwhile, I'm wondering why Evelyn was acting the way she was. The person she was fucking couldn't hold a candle to Bill, in any way, shape or form. I'd wondered the same about my first wife. Why did she fuck around on me? I'd never done anything to her which should have resulted in her fucking around on me. It's almost as if she wanted me to take her over my knee and whip her ass, which of course, I could never do; not then. But after entering into my agreement with Marcia and seeing how even a police officer could enjoy submission, including being spanked, I wondered if there wasn't a connection. A woman who wanted someone to take charge of her, make her behave and punish her if she didn't. In order to avoid a divorce, Evelyn had to submit to morning spankings, random humiliation and exposure. She had to learn how to deep throat a cock and get fucked in the ass. And she seemed to like it. Perhaps her infidelity was an attempt to draw William's attention and make him Master her."

William took over the narrative.

"Before she left the ship, she agreed both in writing and in a video recording that she would become my sex slave in order to avoid a divorce. Since then, she's been a much happier person. She still gets spanked or paddled every single morning to remind her of what she did to me and the love she almost lost. She managed to restore my trust in her as a slave, where she never would have been able to merely as my wife."

"Are you happier, Evelyn?" Julia asked.

"Much happier," Evelyn said with lowered eyes. "I believe Sam was right. I wanted someone over me, a Master, and not just a husband."

"Then why are you kneeling to Sam now?" Julia asked. Before anyone could respond, she sat up straight and blurted, "Wait a minute, William Thornhill is the mystery fucker, isn't he? He's the second person who was fucking any slave who wanted to get pregnant."

"That would be me," he said, smiling. "I like that - mystery fucker."

"The person no one talks about so as not to give away your identity," I said. "Why?"

"I came to visit when Sam and Marcia were here for the birth of Brianna's child. I was looking at an investment in Brianna's company. As Sam had let Marcia spend several days fucking me, it seemed fair he have the opportunity to fuck mine. Plus he was in the process of trying to impregnate the others. It just worked out the women were willing to take pot luck on who ended up as their child's father."

"I don't understand," Shasta said. "You were upset your wife fucking around on you, willing to divorce her skanky ass, but you let Sam fuck her then; and apparently now, if where she kneelin' be any indication."

"I understand your confusion, Shasta," William said. "But there is a big difference between what one does behind your back in secret, against your will and desire; and what you're willing to allow with your knowledge and consent in conformance to your will. I could not abide Evelyn fucking other people on her own against my will. If she did it again now, I'd divorce her in an instant. Nor was it easy knowing she was having sex with someone else, watching it even. Especially after what she'd done before.

"Knowing how I felt when Evelyn fucked other people, I knew how hard it must be for Sam to watch his wife fuck other people, yet he did it anyway; allowed Marcia to fuck me. Plus, it was due to his curiosity and determination to understand Evelyn, he saved my marriage from certain ruination. Given that, I felt it only fair he should get what I had gotten. He didn't ask for it, he didn't pressure me for it, but if I fucked his wife, he should get to fuck mine. That's how I felt about it. So we did it together. We fucked Evelyn together, with Marcia watching, and then we both fucked her with Evelyn watching, and it was okay. I didn't die; the world didn't end. By doing this thing together, as I willed it, and as he did, we could get through it. As we've done it before, I don't feel the same way I did about it before it happened. I know he would never do anything to intentionally hurt me or my wife, no more than I would do the same to him or his. He would never do anything behind my back to my wife and slave, anymore than I would do to his. So even now, after the first time, I have no objection to his fucking Evelyn nor does he to Marcia fucking me. We can share our slaves and know it's okay. We'll be fine even if we do and still remain good friends."

"Why did you allow William to fuck Marcia in the first place?" I asked.

"Because she allowed me to fuck two celebrities on my free pass list. Because William looked like one on hers and because we both felt sorry for him," Sam responded. "I don't regret it. It worked out fine for everyone."

"Why did you allow Sam to fuck two celebrities?" I asked Marcia.

"Because he allowed me sex with my police partner, Morris, as a gift and goodbye, when we found out he was sick and going to die," Marcia replied.

"So why did you allow her to have sex with Morris?" I asked.

"Why does it make so much difference to you, Scott?" Sam asked. "You look like you're going to have a stroke."

"I need to know. I'm desperate to find out why you can be so generous regarding your spouses and I can't be generous with mine."

"What do you mean, Scott?" William asked. "Generous how?"

My mother took my hand. "What's wrong son?"

"I have the most generous wife in the world. The things she has done for me; from Lisa to Rhonda to Dawn to Zoe exceed all bounds. I could not love her more than I do. She gives me everything and I can't give her nearly as much as she gives me." I took a deep breath. "As a result of Mr. Thornhill's generosity, my wife offered to suck his cock if I would agree to it. At first I thought, 'Shit, yeah, what a great guy. I'd almost suck his cock myself, he's so fucking fantastic.' I told her 'you should have asked me. I would have told you yes.' Now I'm sitting across from you wondering if and when she'll ask again if she can suck your cock. I imagine her with her lips wrapped around your prick and I feel blackness inside. Why can't I be as generous towards her as she is with me? That's why I want to know how you do it. How you share your wives."

"First of all, Scott, I'm a little upset you think I'm doing what I did for sex. Offering sex for my help negates my generosity." Julia and Shasta exchanged a glance and I wondered what it was about. "Takes away the good feelings I have for helping others, turns it into a mercenary transaction. I much prefer feeling good about it. I get all the sex I need."

"I'm not suggesting it was anything other than an offer of thanks my slave wished to provide, William. More her own offer of generosity than transactional on her part. One which I should have no problem with her offering considering all she does for me. But I do have a problem with it. I don't want to, but I do. Obviously, you both seem to be sharing your wives again. How?"

Sam responded, "I couldn't do it all the time, nor could I do it with anyone. What you did when Julia first started her slavery would have been impossible for me. I've reached a point in my relationship where I don't worry about Marcia. I don't think she'll ever leave me, nor does she want to. I don't worry about her ever fucking anyone other than someone I allow her to. Like Julia, Marcia has been incredibly generous to me and allowed me to live some of my biggest fantasies. Letting her live some of her own was only right. One of those fantasies was Bill. We've done away with our free pass lists, but the people we already fucked on that list are still available to us. Theoretically, if I wished and they were responsive, I could fuck my two celebrities again. I'm not expecting to, but they live in LA. It's remotely possible.

"Despite what happened, William and I remain close friends and if he's fucked her before, why would it bother me nearly as much as the first time it happened. I would have a problem allowing new men into her life. Not because I worry about her, or her wanting out of our relationship, but only because I don't want to share her with others.

"It's my responsibility as her Master, and well within the bounds of my role as her husband, to pick who I'm comfortable with her fucking. I'm comfortable with Bill because I know he's a good man and won't do anything to make me regret sharing her with him. Knowing he has before and it still falls within the fantasies of my wife and slave, I'm willing to make allowances for him and him alone. Despite believing in your overall friendship and concern for the slaves of others, I wouldn't be willing to allow Marcia, or even Chantelle to fuck you. Not because you're any worse than Bill, but because you don't satisfy a fantasy of Marcia and you certainly don't satisfy any of mine. I don't want to throw my marriage open to everyone, any more than you do. My gut feeling to your dilemma is don't worry about it. You are her Master and her husband and if you don't want her fucking anyone else, don't let her, and don't concern yourself over your decision. Do you want to fuck other people, Julia?"

"No. I don't need to fuck anyone else but my Master, Lisa or Rhonda. I have no problems fucking other people, but it is not a need of mine," Julia replied.

"Then why are you worried, Scott?" Sam asked.

"I just wish I was as generous as Julia is to me. I feel like a Scrooge next to her."

"I think it's somewhat due to their subservience, Scott," Thornhill said. "I think submissives are more likely to want to give to their Dominants than we are to them. It's in the nature of their submission. What do you think, Brianna?"

"Generally speaking; I feel my slaves are more generous than I am. Part of it is due to the sheer number of them. I cannot give each of them individually the attention they may want or deserve. I only hope I give them enough they don't seek another Dominant."

"Are you happy, Marcia?" Sam asked. "Do I provide you with what you want and need as a slave and wife?"

"Yes, Master."

"Evelyn," William asked, "do I provide you with what you want and need as a slave?"

"Yes, Master."

"Do you have any desire to fuck anyone outside our marriage anymore?"

"No, Master."

"But you do enjoy fucking Sam if I let you?"

"Yes, Master. Sam is a good lover. Variety is nice, but not necessary for me. I'm perfectly satisfied with you."

"Master," Lisa said, "I believe I have the best of all possible worlds. Two people who love me..." "Three," Rhonda interjected. Lisa smiled at her. "Three people who love me. A nice hard cock when I need it, the softness of lovely women when you're not around or incapable of getting hard again. I'll be able to help raise your children with Julia and possibly Rhonda, as well as have children of my own. You've made me an integral part of your life. Quit worrying we might have a desire to fuck other men. Sure, variety is nice, but with the people currently in my life, I can get fucked in all three holes at once. I don't need or want anymore than I have. I feel blessed and very happy. You worry about giving us more than we have and I have all I need."

"As do I, Master," Rhonda said. "I don't even have a desire to fuck other men, but I'm happy, even having to fuck you. You worry too much. You're going to end up ruining a good thing."

I was silent, thinking. Mom said, "You should listen to your slaves, son. You are going to ruin a good thing. I've never seen four such happy people in my life."

"Well, shit!" I said. "I may have fucked up then."

"Why, Master? What did you do?" Julia asked.

"I inquired with Mistress Dark about acquiring a male slave to give primarily to Lisa and Julia. I'm suppose to meet with him Monday. I thought it would be easier sharing you with a slave which I had control over. You'd only be having sex with him when and where I wanted you to."

Julia started laughing suddenly, which I didn't understand.

"Why are you laughing, slave?"

"I think you forgot the rules regarding your slaves having sex with other slaves, sir."

"What rule?"

"We can't have sex with any slave you won't have sex with. If we're to have sex with a male slave, you have to have sex with him as well."

Lisa started laughing as well, soon joined by the rest of the table. "Oh, Master," she gasped, "she's got you there. I can maybe see you fucking his ass with your eyes closed if we shaved it, or even letting him suck your cock if you closed your eyes and pretended it was one of us, but I can't imagine you sucking his cock. It would be difficult to pretend you're doing anything other than sucking another prick. You may as well suck Master William's dick, save Julia the trouble and you all the mental anguish."

Everyone started laughing harder, even William Thornhill and my parents.

"I'll gladly cede my next cock sucking to you, Master Scott, just to see you do it," Evelyn said.

I was laughing too. "I forgot about that rule," I admitted.

"Wait a minute," Shasta said. "There are male slaves as well as female ones?"

"It's not as common as a female slave," Brianna said, "but there are quite a few male slaves as well. Some subservient to other males, some to females."

"The one I picked out would be female centric because I wanted him to enjoy fucking women more than men. I wasn't thinking about fucking him myself," I said.

"How does that work?" Shasta asked.

"As an experiment, I let Marcia dominate me for a weekend," Sam said. "Worst 48 hours of my life, but she seemed to enjoy it."

"Not as much as being a slave, but it was fun trying it," Marcia said.

"She made me wear a cock cage, controlled my orgasms, fucked me in the ass with a strap-on," Sam said. "Made me wear a collar and cuffs, led me around with a leash, whipped my privates. Pretty much everything she'd ever had to do as a slave, I had to do except suck cocks."

"What's a cock cage?" Shasta asked.

"We could show you a website photo," Marcia said. "But I still have the equipment. I could get it for you."

"Please. I'd like to see it."

Marcia got up and left. While she was gone, William Thornhill asked, "Why are you interested, Shasta?"

"I haven't fucked anyone since I was raped five years ago. I'm not interested in women and don't trust men. Never wanted to let another one near me, but if I could control one, like Scott controls his three, I might be able to fuck something other than a vibrator again."

"I'm sorry to hear they ruined sex for you, Shasta. That's terrible," Evelyn said. "I can't imagine going the rest of my life without fucking another person."

"Yeah, it's been hard being around these four, they fuckin' all the time."

There was some weak laughter, but the slaves especially realized a life without sex wasn't something they wanted to contemplate. Marcia soon returned with the equipment she'd used to dominate Sam.

"With your permission, Master," she asked, "I'd like to demonstrate on you. I know this fits you."

Sam stood up and Marcia put on the collar, cuffs, leash and cock cage.

"Don't any women do anything to make me hard," Sam said, "because it hurts like a son of a bitch."

"May I look closer, Sam?" Shasta asked.

He said she could and Shasta walked around the table and bent over his cock. "This doesn't come off?" She asked.

"Not without this key," Marcia said, holding it up for Shasta to inspect. "I only removed it when I wanted him to fuck me. He's right about it hurting if he gets an erection without taking it off. It doesn't expand if his cock does."

"And a male slave don't fuck you unless you say, otherwise he behave himself."

"One of my poker buddies became a male slave trained by Mistress Dark," I said. "He didn't get an erection unless told to. Didn't cum unless told to, got limp again if told to. Essentially only fucked on command."

"Too bad I don't have room in my house for one," Shasta said. "My son sleep in my room, but I can see where having one be good for me. Finally get to fuck normal again.

I looked at William Thornhill and he nodded his head.

"Shasta, the house I'm building in Fresno for Mr. Thornhill is for you. We weren't going to tell you until it was ready. You'll have your own room. So will your son and mother. A fourth bedroom if you ever have another child."

She looked at William in absolute amazement. "You giving me a house in addition to surgery fix my scars?"

"Yeah, and please don't tell me you can't accept it. It's only money and I have more than I can spend in a hundred lifetimes. My business manager told me you're still living in the neighborhood where you were raped, and afraid to go out. Scott gave him the locations of safe neighborhoods you could move to."

Shasta dropped down to her knees beside him. "No wonder everyone talk about sucking your cock. If I could, I do it myself. You most kind, generous man I ever meet. Not even expect nothin' in return."

"Your thanks is enough in return. Please, don't kneel down to me. You're not a slave."

She stood and asked if she could hug him. He nodded and she plastered herself against him and squeezed him tight.

"Next one of these you get, I gonna be naked. I get used to going naked now, working at Scott's house. Only wearing clothes now 'cause I want to see how everyone else dressed."

William Thornhill laughed and said he would greatly enjoy a naked hug.

"How do I get me one of these male slaves and how I learn how to control him?" Shasta asked.

"Well, you could meet the one I was looking at accepting on Monday, decide if he's someone you'd be interested in. The same person who's going to train him as a submissive, could train you to be a Dominant. I was also looking at him as someone Julia could use in the business, to help with the heavy lifting. I figured none of the women would have a problem working with a naked male in a cock cage."

"Just you thinking of giving us a male slave to play with, Master, earns you a real good fucking," Lisa said. "I hope you're up to it."

Everyone laughed.

******

JULIA

The meal was delicious, as usual when Chantelle prepared it. I was happy to be provided a chair for the meal, as the days when I could kneel for long periods of time were over until after the baby was delivered. I was confused why Marcia was kneeling beside William Thornhill and Evelyn beside Sam until I overheard Chantelle's remarks to Master who had pondered the exact same thing. I fed my slave her meal, kneeling beside me on her cushion. I was about to have her lick my cunt until I climaxed when Master asked Sam about the relationship between him and William. I decided to wait until the discussion was over so I could pay attention as it was hard to pay attention to much of anything if I was cumming.

Sam described how the met on the cruise and I found the story fascinating. How Evelyn had gone from a snobby rich bitch adulterer to sex slave, now serving her husband. Even now, William made sure she was punished every single morning.

Master kept asking how the other Masters managed to share their wives with others, and I knew he was still stuck on the imbalance in our relationship. It was only an imbalance in his own imagination. I was fucking the same people he was fucking, though he felt bad they were all women. I had no problem fucking women. It wasn't as nice as fucking a good hard cock, but it wasn't like they weren't making me cum. I suspected he was having more problems with it because I was letting his sister suck him, but again, she was licking my cunt too, so he wasn't doing anything I wasn't doing at the same time.

I wasn't surprised when William expressed his displeasure being offered sex with one of Master's slaves for his generosity. I'm glad I told Shasta not to do it.

I thought Sam gave a great explanation for Master. He was letting Marcia fuck William because he was still part of her fantasy and they'd fucked before. He didn't want Marcia fucking anyone else any more than Master wanted other men fucking me. Too bad. I wouldn't mind watching Master fuck Marcia and then suck his cum out of her beautiful cunt. Or Chantelle, for that matter. I'd gotten to lick both of their cunts, but I would have liked watching Master fuck them. I wouldn't mind if Sam plugged me either. It's too bad neither of them wanted to swap slaves the way Sam did with William. It was enough to dream about it. I didn't need for it to happen. I wasn't lying when I said Master was enough for me. I'd happily live without it and enjoy the alternative if it ever happened.