A Taste of Slavery Ch. 48

JULIA

We all went to the pool, including Cindy. Both newly pierced slaves were conscious of the plastic badges dangling between their legs. Lisa and Rhonda had gotten used to theirs and you never noticed a change in their gate, though they must feel them. Cindy and Sandy were walking slightly oddly, almost spraddle legged.

Brianna was out by the pool, as were Evelyn and Bill. They were chatting as we approached.

"Let me look at you, darling," Brianna said to Cindy. "My God, you're gorgeous. Your new jewelry really enhances your beauty. Monique said she explained the rules to you. Do you have any questions?"

"No, Mistress. Well maybe one. Monique said if anyone asks about my chiming bells, I'm to show them my piercings. Is that true, even my bare cunt?"

"Yes, dear. Slaves have no right to privacy or modesty anymore. You're mine now and I sell jewelry. The jewelry sells best when it's properly modeled, and you show it off exquisitely. It's very likely our orders from North Carolina will skyrocket while you're there. I'm sure showing it off will keep you aroused most of the time, so that's an added benefit to me. When you return, I want you begging to be fucked." She pointed to Bill and Evelyn. "I'm told William sometimes uses his slave to pull fast ones over on his competitors. Evelyn is required to wear a mask so she can't easily be identified, but she serves him naked during business meetings which so flusters them, he can take advantage of them. They often make multi-million dollar mistakes. She can tell you what it's like to be a naked slave in semi-public settings. I'd hoped to be here when you were pierced, but Zoe's unexpected delivery interfered. Who gave you your orgasms for the piercing?"

"Julia, Mistress."

"Good choice. Julia's become quite the cunt licker since she has two other women to practice on. When she came for her tattoo, she was used day and night. I have fond memories of her nestled between my thighs."

She turned to Sandy. "I'd hoped to spend more time with you this morning, fucking you in return for your use of Dawn, but, things don't always work out as planned. Dawn has asked me if she might come to Fresno for one of Scott's poker games. One which I understand you're going to be sold at. I should like to see that. I understand all three of your holes can be sold at once. Perhaps I'll visit some time with a couple slaves to add to the pot, so I can play a little poker, see which slave tickles my fancy. If I allow Dawn to go for two, I shall expect further use of at least two slaves for one day, or one for two. I understand you're coming to be tattooed in a month. Perhaps Dan will consent to make it a weekend and you can serve everyone here."

"Yes, Mistress," Sandy said. She was a full time slave now, one of us, and all Dominants needed to be addressed as such.

"I'd like to have you lick my cunt now, and I'll smear my cum all over your face."

"Yes, Mistress."

She knelt down and began servicing Brianna. Dan's cock began getting hard, watching his wife. Brianna called Dawn and told her to bend over so Dan could fuck her.

"You have a fine slave, Dan. It's too bad she was just pierced. I'm sure this slave slut would love your cock in her now. She looks prime for her age. I'm sure you'll keep her in line. What decided you to turn her into your full time slave?"

"The wonderful time Scott was having with his. Since she often served as one anyway, it required very little to make me think she'd be splendid doing it all the time."

"Who provided your orgasms, slave?" Brianna asked Sandy.

"Master Scott, Mistress," Sandy said quietly, pausing in her duties long enough to answer.

"Really? With your permission, Dan?"

"Yes. Since it isn't a crime and Cindy seemed to be open game, I thought all slaves should be open game as far as the law permits."

"And how did you feel?"

"It's my son. I can handle it. I imagine I'll have some conflicting emotions when she's sold at the poker game. I don't know them as well."

Brianna laughed. "You got your hood pierced, slave. Do you need to cum?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Too bad you can't have sex for three days. I'm sure you'll jump your Master when you're able to fuck."

"I hope so, Mistress."

"Well, I've been up most of the night, so I'm going to bed now. Scott, would you mind loaning me one of your slaves to lick me to sleep? A lot of mine are visiting Zoe."

"Which one?" Master asked.

"Well, Rhonda's probably still the best, but thinking of Julia licking my new slave's cunt got me all hot and bothered. I'll take her if you don't mind."

"How long do you want her?"

"No more than an hour. I should be ready to snooze by then. She should be back before lunch is over."

"Fine," Master said, "take her."

"Thanks, I'll owe you one. Come along dear."

Brianna took my hand and led her to her bed. Despite my best efforts, she was asleep in forty minutes, even as I licked her. She continued to lightly moan, even in her sleep, so I kept it up for the full hour before searching for my Master.

They were in the dining room. Master noticed my cum covered face and being my Dominant, wanted to replace it with some of his own. He had me sit down instead of kneel, then he stood and I sucked his cock. There, in the dining room, not on the floor, but in front of everyone present. I swallowed a load of his cum with William and Evelyn; Cindy, Dan and Sandy; Shasta, and several of Brianna's slaves all watching me. I was proud to do it. He was my Master, my everything. When I was done, his cock gleaming with my saliva and limp again, he kissed me and had Rhonda get me something to eat, but nothing as good as his creamy cum was to me. I don't care if Chantelle did make it. Perhaps I'd never felt so much a slave as I did at that moment, existing only for my Master's pleasure.

I looked at his mother and sister, sporting the signs of their new slavery, their bodies pierced and lovely. My sister slave, pierced and beautiful in her slavery. My ebony goddess slave, her gold piercings so spectacular against her dark skin, keen to satisfy me whenever I wanted. I eagerly awaited when Master did the same to me. I would get a clitoral hood piercing so I would always be his horniest slut, willing and eager to fuck at any time he wished, even now, owning my body fully and completely.

"Are you happy, slave?" Master asked.

"More happy than anyone has a right to be, Master. So happy it seems my heart will burst with it."

He kissed me again, his tongue seeking mine, perhaps tasting himself there. How I wanted to kneel to him at that moment, proclaiming myself his, carrying his child, my child, our son, a piece of him.

"I love you," he said, breaking his kiss.

"I am yours, Master."

Sandy's and Cindy's alarms went off before lunch ended and they both had to put cream on their punctures. Sandy climaxed as she put the salve on her hood piercing. Needy slave girl.

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The time came for Cindy to leave for the airport. Adele would take her, Brianna still asleep. All of the people awake came to say goodbye. She was their sister slave now, one of them. I was pleased to see Lucia and Shasta both hugging her goodbye. Perhaps she would be forgiven at some point for loving her brother. Cindy hugged each of us as well, whispered words exchanged with each of us.

To me she said, "I'm so glad I came to visit and you were willing to share your husband with me. It's filled a hole in my heart that's been there for a long time."

"You're welcome, sister. We love you. It's good to have you back in our lives." We kissed. "I don't envy you the next month. It's going to be hard."

"I'll survive."

"Of course you will."

After she left, we got ready to leave. Everyone turned out to see us off as well. Evelyn and William both hugged me goodbye.

"When are you due, Julia?" Bill asked after I bumped bellies with him.

"In three weeks, Master Bill."

"Expect a surprise around that time."

"It's not necessary, sir. I'm just glad we made your acquaintance."

Lucia hugged us all goodbye as well. She and Shasta had become good friends over a shared horrible experience. Not in the lesbian sense, but one of friends for life. When I kissed her, I told her we'd decided to name our son Lucas, after her.

She cried, so maybe she could get over it with us eventually. Dawn was there, giving very warm hugs to Master and Dan.

"I asked Mistress if I could come for one of the poker games," she said.

"Brianna told us," Master said. "You're always welcome."

"You know, this weekend was the first time I was ever fucked by a father/son combo. I really enjoyed it. Perhaps we can do it again."

Master looked at his father. "You never know. Stranger things have happened."

Dawn laughed. "I know. Life's a gas isn't it."

We put on a few clothes, sufficient for the drive and a hospital visit, then headed north to say goodbye to Zoe and see her new girl. Shasta was in our car at the moment. Lisa riding with Master's parents. While generally taciturn as a whole, Shasta seemed quieter than usual, and I suppose she was still dealing with all she'd learned this weekend.

"Do you still want to meet with the prospective male slave with me tomorrow, Shasta?" Master said.

Shasta looked up, startled, lost in her own thoughts. She didn't answer for awhile, but she didn't say no either.

"I'll change the meeting to our house instead of my work if you're still interested," Master said.

"Okay. I'm still interested," Shasta said.

"I'll change the appointment to four PM," he said. "Do you want to be clothed or nude when you meet him?"

"Does it make any difference?"

"I imagine he might be as interested in seeing what you look like as you might be interested in seeing what he's like. But you'll be the Mistress if it works out and you can dress or not. He will always have to dress as you wish him to."

"If it don't, he doesn't need to see my naked body until it's decided. I'll dress."

"It's your decision."

We got to the hospital and went up to see Zoe. There wasn't enough room for all of the people there to see here. Her sister slaves went to the waiting room to open up space. Shasta, Lisa and Rhonda also waited until Master, his parents and I saw her. She was breast feeding Jenna. I could almost feel the tug on my own nipples as the tiny mouth sucked on her.

"Zoe, she's beautiful," I exclaimed. "She even has quite of bit of hair, not as bald as other children I've seen."

"Thank you. She's been an angel so far. I feel very lucky."

"I had the weirdest thought when I saw you feeding her," I said. "We're both going to be breast feeding at the same time. We could feed each others babies."

Zoe laughed. "As long as you don't try to keep this one, that might be fun."

"They'll be close to the same age. Perhaps someday they grow up and fall in love and we'll be related by marriage," I said.

"Which will make their parents fucking all the kinkier, won't it," Zoe laughed again. "But it does have a certain symmetry to it, doesn't it. They could complete what Master Scott and I never could."

"You missed something big this morning," I said.

"What? Don't tell me it's stranger than what I've already seen?"

"Not stranger. Just big. Dan made Sandra his permanent slave. No more playing around on the weekends. She's his full time slut slave now. She was pierced and everything."

"That explains her new collar. Welcome to the sisterhood, Sandy. You've graduated to the big time. Took you long enough. Can I see your other piercings?"

"Show her, slave," Dan ordered.

Sandra was wearing a dress. She had to pull it off to the point of nudity to show Zoe. She shivered. She hadn't lost all modesty yet. Zoe closely inspected them before she was allowed to dress again.

We spent about fifteen more minutes chatting with her before we decided to give way for the others.

Before we left, Zoe said, "If I decided to have another child, would you mind if Scott was the father?"

"Never," I said, kissing her. "His cock is your cock. After all, you fucked him before I did and you rejected him, which gave me a chance to swoop in and snatch him."

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it. Master Dan and Sandy, I told you not to worry about grandchildren. You'd have as many as you'd care to have. Master's seed will get planted in lot's of different places. So far, two and counting."

We left and Lisa, Shasta and Rhonda entered next. Before I was out of earshot, Zoe was apologizing to Rhonda about her water breaking at such an inopportune time. Rhonda was laughing.

I asked Dan and Sandy if Shasta could ride home with them so we had a chance to talk together. Some things needed to be discussed and a long drive was the perfect place to do so.

As soon as our seatbelts were buckled and we were out of the parking lot, I got the ball rolling.

"Master, you let your father fuck me."

"Yes." Noncommittal.

"He's the first man you've let fuck me since my slavery became permanent, sir."

"I'm well aware."

"Might I ask what prompted you to agree to such a fucking, Master."

"Uncertain. I had my cock buried in the throat of his wife, my mother. It seemed bad form not to let him fuck you in return."

"How did you feel while he fucked me, sir? Was it as bad as when other men fucked me?"

"Better in some ways, worse in others, both connected to him being my father."

"How so, sir?" Lisa asked.

"He's my father. I've loved and respected him longer than anyone else in my life. I love him more than any other male with the possible exception of the son I'm about to have. To share wonderful things with him has been a big part of my life. You're the most wonderful thing in my life. Somehow, that made it better."

"What made it worse, sir?" Rhonda asked.

"He's my father. It made it weird. Like unseen chains had been broken. It was like mother sucking me off. She gave birth to me and now she's swallowing my sperm. We're taught all our lives, relationships like that are forbidden. Even though we know no laws were violated, it's still definitely fucking with my head."

"Is it better or worse than what you did with Cindy, Master?" I asked.

"Worse somehow. Perhaps it's partly an age factor. Perhaps it's because I never had sexual feelings for my mother before, and have lusted after Cindy for years."

"Was Sandy a good cock sucker, Master?" Lisa asked.

"As good as Gwen. Apparently many more years of practice combined with a part time Master who ensured she was doing it right in the first place. Then the fact she was my mother. I was afraid I'd drown her in my cum. She could give all of you lessons."

"The most important question in my mind, sir" I said, "is will it happen again in the future?"

"I don't know. A door has been opened. They don't always get locked up again afterward. I certainly didn't discuss it with Dad or Mom. Dad intends for Mom to serve at the poker game. Unless I pull out of the game or make myself unavailable; it's possible she'll be sucking my cock again next Thursday."

"How does it make you feel to think your mom could be fucking lot's of other cocks on Thursday and why do you think your dad wants to open up their marriage to that extent, sir?" I asked.

"Well, I saw Mom get fucked by Ron on Memorial Day. Since I'd never seen Mom and Dad have sex before, it was the first man I'd ever seen fuck her. I also saw Dad fuck several of the slaves. Little decisions at one point, often lead to bigger decisions at another. They'd both seen their spouse fuck other people and it didn't damage their marriage. They started playing around more with Dominance and submission more than they had in years. They saw us happy in our relationship despite us fucking with other people. Perhaps that was the crack in the door they needed to step through. They felt their marriage was on solid enough ground they could explore. From what happened today, I felt Dad had been thinking about making Mom his permanent slave for a fairly long time. It's like he had a plan.

"Then comes the extra fucking around we did while Cindy is here. Punishing slaves, fucking in front of each other. They still didn't know we were having blatant sex with Cindy, but it was on the edge. She masturbated in front of them and needed to cum when Dad was paddling her. I think it kind of built to a certain moment and broke when they realized no laws were going to be broken. They still had to wrap their heads around it, so it took another day for dam to burst, eventually, it did, and here we are."

"Do you think you can let your Dad fuck me?" Lisa asked.

"That's just the thing, Lisa. You've already fucked him. Granted, it was before your slavery was permanent, but how is it that much different if he fucks you again? Is it worse than letting him fuck my wife?"

We were all quiet, thinking about the various possibilities now laid out before us. Many of them were drenched in strangeness. It could have been a one time thing, never to be repeated again, all the way to becoming a regular occurrence.

"What did you think of your mother's suggestion she'd like to watch your father and you fucking one of us like you did Dawn, sir? Not to mention the opposite is now also true. You and your father could fuck your mother together. As long as you stay out of her cunt, it's legal."

"Christ! I know. I've thought of it half dozen times since you said she wanted to see it. It's so fucking perverse, but I can't help but get an erection thinking of it."

"If your Dad sells all of your mother's holes, you could buy one and fuck her with someone else, sir."

"Can we not discuss it now? I'm driving and it's distracting."

"I could take care of that lump in your pants, Master, if it would help."

"I give up. Please, suck my cock. I feel like I'm going to burst."

"Pay attention to the road, Master. Slaves aren't the only ones who should learn to concentrate on what they're doing while being pleasured."

I loosened my seat belt and leaned over and released his cock. I took his rampant prick down my throat and sucked. It only took about five minutes for him to release, pumping my mouth full of his cream for the second time today. I didn't lose a drop. I'd even managed a small orgasm when we passed a big rig and the driver saw what I was doing and blew his horn. The thought of sucking Master for a stranger to see exciting to me.

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