A Taste of Slavery Ch. 50

Scott starts changing his mind about his slaves participation in extracurricular activities. His mother starts training to pleasure women better. Scott makes arrangements for his slaves to be entertained in his absence. No STD's exist in this fantasy. Enjoy.

A Taste of Slavery, Ch 50 - Two Weeks of Fucking, pt 1

SCOTT

Mom and Dad had come to visit the grandchild during which we discussed the Bonding Ceremony and what we expected to occur there. Dad asked Mom if she'd like to have one as well and she said it sounded like it would be a meaningful commitment to make, one to another. We'd eaten supper and Mom and the other slaves were in the house while Julia fed Lucas and then they'd change his diaper and put him down for the night. Dad and I were out in the spa relaxing, enjoying a glass of wine.

"Dad, do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

"As long as you know I won't guarantee an answer."

"Was Memorial Day the first time you and Mom ever had sex outside of your marriage?"

Dad looked at me for a few moments, deciding if he wanted to answer, then said. "I strayed once when I was younger and more foolish than I am now, just after Cindy was born. Your mother forgave me, thank God, or I would have missed out on the best damn part of my life. As far as I know, she's never stepped out on me before then, though she would have been entitled to after the little stunt I pulled."

"How did it make you feel when you saw her having sex with another man?"

"I suppose it bothered me a little, but I felt I owed it to her. Your mother sucking your cock bothered me more, because I hadn't quite wrapped my head around the idea it's not incest according to the laws of California."

"Why did you?"

"After Memorial Day, I started rethinking the whole concept of fidelity. I realize it may be important for young people to remain committed to one another. So many marriages break up early on, for a lot of different reasons, fidelity being one of them, but your mother and I have been married damn near thirty-six years. If I had any doubts about how much she loved me when I was younger, she's more than settled any doubts I had.

"So if fidelity is not to answer any doubts about the depth of our love for each other, what is it? My holding onto her because she's a possession? If you have ideas of your Mom being anyone's possession, you can throw those right out of your mind."

"But she's your sex slave."

"I know we talk about possessing our sex slaves, but it's not possession in the sense of ownership. All she has to do is say the right word, and it's over. She willingly surrenders herself to me; I don't own her."

"Then how could you surrender her at the poker game? You sold her for the night to Jerry and Reneé. How did you tolerate it?"

"You sold your slaves. You let them all get fucked by multiple people on Memorial Day. How did you tolerate it?"

"I didn't really. I wanted Julia to get the full experience of slavery for the three weeks of her slavery, but it was ending and I expected sex with everyone else to end after the three weeks were up. When we decided to continue it, I couldn't tolerate the idea of her having sex with other men still. I was done with it. I'd steeled myself to withstand so much and that was it. Women I don't care about. She, Lisa and Rhonda fuck each other all the time. You were the first man to fuck her since her slavery became permanent."

"I didn't realize that. I'm sorry," Dad said. "I thought it had continued to one extent or another."

"That's not why I'm talking to you. I want to know how you cope with it. Julia and Lisa are so giving and willing to share me. I feel guilty for all they do for me and I'm unwilling to let them do the same. Sometimes, I hate myself for it. When she learned William Thornhill was giving the Fresno house to Shasta, she offered to suck his cock if I agreed. I feel like it's hanging over my head like Damocles sword. I want to say yes. She deserves to be with someone else. Both she and Lisa do, but I don't even want her sucking Thornhill's cock, an act which probably wouldn't take fifteen minutes and wouldn't involve her cunt at all. I even thought of acquiring a male slave, so they could fuck him, but it would be under my control. It's how Shasta got Sean. He was slated to be mine, but I didn't even want him fucking them. It's why I want to know how you deal with Mom at the poker games."

"I see. Well, as I said, I kind of rethought the idea of fidelity. Sandy doesn't have to remain faithful to prove she loves me. I already know she loves me. So if she tries out a different cock or even a cunt once in awhile, it's not much different than trying on a new dress or new pair of shoes. She likes a new dress occasionally and it doesn't mean she doesn't like the clothes or shoes she owns now. It's something different, but it doesn't harm me at all. She still wants me and needs me. You saw how she was when she returned from Jerry's and I told you how she was after the first poker game. Nigh fucked me to death. I saw how much she enjoyed it. Better than giving her a new piece of jewelry, which she doesn't need anyway."

"You say it doesn't harm you? It doesn't bother you."

"No. Not a bit. Not anymore. You know, we dated Julia's parents after we came to an understanding. Dated is kind of a misnomer, as it wasn't dating as much as fucking someone different. Had a good time, did it a few times, just for fun, but the poker games gives her a chance for sex with someone else, in a less serious, more fleeting setting."

"You fucked Julia's parents? That's what I don't understand. How do you not feel miserable?"

"Let me ask you something? Do Julia and Lisa love you?"

"Without a doubt. I don't question it for a second."

"I would say it's even more obvious to you as they've submitted to you as sex slaves, and are about to engage in a bonding ceremony binding them to you in something as permanent as marriage. She's been pierced for you and wears your sigils hanging from her cunt. She's been tattooed, an even more permanent marking for the rest of her life. The bonding ceremony is obligating her to submit her will to you in every way including how and when she's allowed to have sex and even if she's allowed to cum from her sex without being punished. She lets and even encourages you to have sex with other slaves. Is there anything more she could do to prove how much she loves you?"

"No. I can't think of a thing."

"Given she loves you completely, does it really matter at all if she fucks someone else, if she's not doing it behind your back, with both your knowledge and permission. It's just fucking, it's not love. Not really any different than if she fucks Lisa, except it's a man and not Lisa. It might even be less important because she loves Lisa. She doesn't care about the other men she's fucking."

"I guess not, but I don't know."

"You remember that poster I used to have around the house? The one from the sixties, I think, said something like, 'If you love someone, set them free'?"

"Yeah. It actually said, 'If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's yours. If not, it was never meant to be.'"

"That's the one. "I always took it to mean that you can't make something or someone love you. They either do or they don't and holding onto them doesn't make them love you. But if you free them, and they come back to you, they did love you and they've proved it more than if you held onto them a hundred years. I think Julia has proven in all the ways she can, she loves you, but you're still clinging to her with both hands, afraid to let go. Sometimes the thing you grasp the hardest, slips through your fingers the easiest, like water. You can make a bowl of your hands and hold some, but if you squeeze your hands together, the water squirts out."

He wasn't wrong. I was clutching onto them like I had devil's tail, afraid to let go of them, allow them to spread their wings. Despite them doing all they could every day to show how much they loved and cared for me. What was I afraid of?

The others chose that moment to come out.

"Hello, Master," Julia said. "What have you and your father been discussing out here by yourself?"

"Lots of things," I replied. "Important things, but nothing you need to concern yourself with at the moment. Mother, do you still want to see your husband and I fuck Julia?"

Mom blushed, but she answered, "Yes, I would."

"Just out of curiosity, why?"

"Master has let me fuck others several times. He hasn't had as much opportunity as I have. Only Dawn and Julia the one time and Julia's mother a couple times."

Julia wasn't surprised to hear that, as I thought she might be. She kept quiet, waiting to see where this went.

"I think Dad and I should fuck Julia right now, then Lisa, then fuck you too, and if we have an ounce of juice left in us, fuck Rhonda."

Julia smiled at me. "Are you sure, Master? I don't want you doing anything which you may regret later."

"Yeah, damn sure and I think the bed is big enough to handle it."

Julia took my hand and helped me out of the spa. My cock was already swelling.

"I see you're close to being ready, Master."

"Look at the beautiful slave I'm going to be fucking with my father," I said. "Who wouldn't be ready at the prospect?"

Sandra helped Dan out of the tub and he looked like he'd be ready as well. Good, he'd need every drop of cum we had in our bodies if we were committed to fucking four different women in a row. We went to the bedroom and pulled back the top bedspread.

"Ass or cunt, Dad?" I asked.

"Doesn't make much difference to me. I intend switching for the next one, but since I've had Julia's cunt already, I'll take her ass."

"Good. I want to be watching her face when you penetrate her ass."

Dad laughed. "Let's hope she enjoys the experience."

"She's a slave. Of course she'll enjoy it. She was pregnant the last time you fucked her. She'll want a more vigorous fucking this time around."

"May I cum, Master?" Julia asked.

"You all have freedom to cum," I replied.

I lay down on the bed, my cock hard.

"Before she mounts your dick, let me wet mine in her cunt," Dad said.

"No problem," I said.

******

JULIA

I don't know what they'd been talking about when Master and Dan were chatting, but when Master said they were going to fuck me, I smiled. I still had to ensure he was positive, but when he spoke, it was without the slightest hesitation in his voice and a gleam in his eye. Dan stroked into my pussy half a dozen times to wet his wick.

"Damn, this slave is wet," Dan said.

"Continually," Master replied.

Dan pulled out of me and Master lay down on the bed and I mounted his mast, cumming as I did so, already aroused beyond belief.

"Cumming already, slave? Good thing I gave you permission to cum."

"Yes, Master, a very good thing."

Master spread my buttocks for his father.

"May I insert your prick in her ass, Master," Sandra said.

"Be my guest," Dan said.

I felt her hand on my rump as his cock touched my crinkled star. "Push in, Master," she said. "Fuck this slave slut's ass."

He slid deep inside me. I hope Master liked the look on my face, as I was cumming again. I provided no resistance to Dan at all until his balls smacked the space between him and my Master's cock.

"Fuck me, Masters," I whimpered, full to the brim.

Remembering Master saying I'd like a vigorous fucking, Dan started stroking full length inside my rectum and I moaned at how good it felt. Master kissed me and played with my milk laden breasts and he began a counterpoint thrusting to Dan, entering me when Dan retreated, and pulling out as Dan pushed in. I was orgasming near constantly, one after another. Master sucked on a nipple, taking some milk, like I was feeding Lucas as I was getting fucked. I screamed, so intense was the pleasure.

"Don't you love making a slave scream?" Dan said, pulling out to the tip of his prick.

"I certainly do," Master said, thrusting up into me again, slamming against my groin. I shuddered, properly skewered on their two cocks.

"Dad was telling me, he and Mom have fucked your parents, Julia, since they decided to fuck people outside of their marriage," Master said. I spasmed to think of it. "It made me think we should invite your father to fill your third hole."

I screamed again, cumming so fucking hard, shaking like a leaf to think of the three men fucking me at once, one of them my father.

"I wonder if he knows he can fuck all of his daughter's holes except her cunt?" Dan asked.

I passed out. I don't know if it was for long. Probably not, because they both still had a good rhythm going, though both of them were now entering me at once, and they weren't at all concerned. Perhaps the changed rhythm awakened me from my inadvertent slumber. I was still moaning. Maybe I hadn't stopped, continuing to moan through my brief loss of consciousness. All I knew was it felt so good and I was loving it. Dan climaxed first, able to move the most, his cock buried in my bottom, throbbing as he filled it with his spunk. Master orgasmed just after, his cock pulsing a load deep inside. It was a good thing I was back on birth control or I might have conceived a second child at that moment. His cock felt like it was through my cervix, buried in my womb.

Dan pulled out and Sandra had a wet washcloth waiting to clean him. After he was clean, she started sucking him to get him hard for Lisa. Lisa was doing the same for Master. Rhonda was cleaning me, cum leaking from both of my nether holes, they'd emptied so much of themselves into me.

I lay limp, a damp rag, fucked out, watching the activities of the others like it was a dream, except for the tongue of my slave lapping at me, making me cum again. My back arched, moaning. Both of the men were getting hard again, Dan lying down on the bed, Lisa mounting him. Dan spreading her bottom, Master's mom guiding his cock to her back door, his cock slowly disappearing in her bottom as she whimpered, filled.

I turned to face them, to watch Lisa take the fucking I'd just received. The two Masters finding a rhythm they liked, stroking in and out of Lisa, her flesh clinging to their cocks as they pulled out, surrendering as they pushed in.

I whispered to her, my thoughts becoming coherent again. "I'm not the only person who's father will be at our bonding ceremony. Your father could fuck your ass, too."

Lisa moaning gutturally, driving backward on the cocks filling her, thinking of her father fucking her as her mother looked on. What twisted creatures we'd become, total whores who'd fuck anyone. Perhaps it was best Master had control of us sexually as I might no longer have any mastery over who I'd be willing to fuck.

I kissed her as she was sandwiched between the two men, smothering her pathetic whimpers in my mouth as the poor girl orgasmed over and over, her body shuddering uncontrollably. What sluts we were; sister slaves in every way.

Master groaned and froze, his cock pulsing his load in Lisa's ass. I finally rose, able to stand, taking the washcloth from Sandy, kissing her as I did so. I threw it in the dirty clothes basket, getting another from the linen closet, soaking it in warm water. Returned to find Master pulling out of my sister slave, Dan still fucking her cunt. I began washing his cock as we saw Sandy begin licking and sucking her son's cum from Lisa's bottom. Dan climaxed, his throbbing prick filling her pussy with his spunk. Sandy moving down to clean Lisa's cunt as his cum started leaking from around his shrinking cock. Engulfing his shaft in her mouth as it slithered from her slave slit.

"Would our Masters like to rest a few minutes before attempting to fuck Sandy, or go straight for it?" I asked. "I could bring you each another glass of wine."

"I wouldn't mind a brief respite before we fuck your mother, son," Dan said. "I'm not a young man anymore."

"I'm not a teenager either, Dad," Master replied. "Please, slave, get us a glass of wine."

"Yes, Master."

I got two new wine goblets and added wine to the halfway point, returning to the bedroom and handing each of them a glass. Perhaps more than refreshments, I could do something else to bring a little steel to their shafts.

"Sandy, while you wait for our Masters to recover, perhaps I could lick your cunt?"

"I would enjoy that very much, Julia."

Sandra lay back on the bed and parted her legs for me. She had prominent inner labia which descended well below the outer ones. Her hood piercing made her clitoris very sensitive to any stimulation. Realizing Master had passed through her cunt when he was born and I was tasting his birthplace.

I was curious to determine if the mother tasted much the same as the daughter. I inhaled the scent of her arousal, sharp and acidic, before my tongue went between those lips and tasted her core. A sharper taste, once again leaving me wonder what created the difference in flavors between us. It was more than what we ate. Lisa and I ate the same things all the time, differing only in proportions. Rhonda only ate differently when she was working, eating a mid-shift snack, yet we all tasted differently. Body chemistry, or perhaps other things ingested, like drugs we might need to take. Lisa was on the pill, Rhonda an IUD. I'd switched to a copper IUD so I could have sex faster after Lucas was born. Sandra had gone through menopause, so there was that difference.

She had two orgasms before she told me to get in a sixty-nine with her and I felt her tongue caressing my folds. Sandra was still not a skilled cunt licker, but I had an orgasm while she had two more before our Masters were ready once again.

"Turn over, my mother on top," Master ordered.

We flipped over and Dan entered his wife's cunt, sliding easily through her folds, his sack dangling in my face. Sandra's mouth left my cunt as Master took the other end, the moan of her penetration by Dan turned to gurgle as Master invaded her mouth. I was left with the choice of sucking on his balls or licking her clit and I did both. Roughly two minutes of ball sucking to one of licking. With Dan's fine cock fucking her, she'd have little problem cumming and wouldn't need much of my help. Dan, on the other hand, had cum twice already tonight, and might appreciate my attempts to help him cum again. As it was, Sandra climaxed four more times, and Master orgasmed, filling his mother's mouth with his cream before Dan started pumping his load into his wife.

When Dan's shrinking cock left Sandy, a trail of his cum followed. I licked up what was leaking from her before sucking his member into my mouth and cleaning him off. Done with Master, Sandy resumed licking my slit, and I went back to her to finish the job I'd only started before, removing the remnants of Dan's cum from her pussy. I managed to cum again, my hips pushing up against Sandra's mouth as I orgasmed. When she climaxed, a few more dribbles of his seed pushed out of her as she convulsed.

"What do you think, Dad?" Master asked. "We still have Rhonda to fuck."

"I think I'm done for the night," Dan replied. "That was some pretty vigorous fucking."

"If Sandra is going to do much cunt licking, Master Dan, it would be good to send her to Mistress Dark's for a day or two to increase her skill," I said. "She tries, but she's barely adequate. Rhonda would have make me cum three times in the time it took Sandy to make me cum once."

"Can't you train her?" Dan asked. "You did a pretty good job with Cindy from what I could tell. Her Mistress doesn't complain about her cunt licking."

"She was also trained by Mistress Dark and you'd need to leave her here for a couple days," I replied. "Do you trust Master with your slave enough to leave her for that long, and won't you miss having her."