A Taste of Slavery Ch. 52

Scott continues to surprise his slaves by keeping them occupied with multiple individuals. Sarah visits and Sharon had a debt repaid with interest. This chapter contains oral sex, anal sex, gay sex, lesbian sex, interracial sex and taboo sex. Double and triple penetrations both occur. This fantasy doesn't allow STD's so unprotected sex happens. Enjoy

A Taste of Slavery, Ch 52- Two Weeks of Fucking, Pt 3

SCOTT

I got a text from Julia asking for me to call her as soon as I could. I imagine she just found out she'd be eating Thai food tonight and Marcus would be delivering. I inwardly smiled at her consternation. Around four I had the opportunity to call.

"I loved your pictures, slave," was the first thing I said. "Looked as though you had a good time at Chen's last night."

"It was pleasant, Master," she admitted. "Do you still love me, Master?"

"Of course. Why would you even ask?"

"I'm confused by your actions, Master. You made it clear to me nearly a year ago the sight of us fucking other men made you uncomfortable, if not angry. We've done as you've asked, but now everything has changed. You have us not only fucking other men, but you want to see the pictures of us being fucked. I know it causes you pain, and I wonder why you're going out of your way to see us cause you pain? I keep thinking it's your way of learning to hate us so you can get rid of us."

"I love you more than anything in the world, Julia."

"Do you want to love us less, Master?"

"No. I want to love you more."

"Then why are we fucking other men and you looking at the photos and videos of us doing it? I don't want to hurt you, Master."

"It hurts me less than it used to," I said.

"Does it still hurt you at all, sir?"

"Yes, a little, but the pain of it is less than the joy I feel when I see the ecstasy on your face as you get fucked."

"I don't want to cause you any pain, Master; only pleasure. Don't the pictures make everything worse?"

"Nothing's worse than my own imagination, slave. The pictures are better."

"I see." She paused. "Sharon, the waitress from Luigi's called, sir."

"Is she cancelling?"

"No, sir. She said as a result of our invitation, her husband asked how she knew us and why they were being invited. She told him what happened. Rather than being angry, he wanted to see her get her reward and perhaps watch her lick me back. She was wondering if she and Phil could come Monday after work and I want to check with you."

"Rhonda and Lisa would be there?"

"Yes, Master, and probably Sean and Shasta as well if your plans remain the same."

"I'd be concerned if it was just you, but if Rhonda is going to be there and can protect you if Phil decides to get rowdy, I have no objections. In fact, if Sharon and Phil would be agreeable, Phil can get his cock sucked or fucked as well. Any one of you can suck it. I'd like to see photos of the entire episode. Ask them if they'd protest to being photographed in the act. I won't keep the photos after I've seen them to ensure you were pleasing in your service. They'll be erased after I've looked at them."

Julia was silent briefly, probably wondering what I was doing now.

"Are you sure, Master?" Julia asked.

"Quite sure."

"As you wish, Master. I'll let Sharon know your decision."

"I have another matter to discuss," I said.

"Yes, Master?" Julia asked.

"Sarah called. They are flying into Fresno before the ceremony on Tuesday. She said Ron would like to see Regina since they're going to be in California anyway. I told them they could stay at our house on Tuesday night as you'll still be there. They will get the Master bedroom as Jerry did. You will provide full slave services to them while they are there, including Ron if Sarah wishes it. In fact, why don't you invite Regina for supper Tuesday night. Give her and Ron a chance to see one another without Ed and Rob around. You may service Regina as well if she wishes it. I'll expect to see photographs if they wish slave services. Sarah will make other arrangements after Tuesday night, and come with the others on Friday."

"Yes, Master. I will obey."

"Good. I'd hate to have to punish you for disobedience before our bonding."

"As would I, sir."

"Talk to you later. Make sure to send me lots of pictures, slave. Oh, and make sure both you and Lisa cleanse your asses tomorrow. I'm sure they'll get heavy use."

They didn't yet know what was in store for them tomorrow. I liked surprises.

"Yes, Master."

She hung up and I was left with a raging boner. Too bad I was working at the moment. I'd like nothing better than to stroke my cock to the videos of my slaves satisfying Chen and Jerry last night. Even imagining her with Sharon was very stimulating. Unfortunately, I was working until six tonight, then returning to my lonely motel room. I thought of asking Brianna for the use of Dawn or Zoe, but then I'd have something my workers didn't have and I thought it was unfair to them. Guess I'd have to be satisfied with Rosie Palms tonight.

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JULIA

Master not only didn't satisfy my curiosity regarding his intentions for us and why we were fucking all of these men all of a sudden; he was giving us more people to fuck or suck. I sighed.

I called Sharon back and told her she could come on Monday night and I gave her the address. I said Master had some special requests and I'd tell her when she and Phil got here. A short time later, Reneé came out to the patio, having finished doing whatever wedding plans she'd been working on with her mother. She found me soaking in the hot tub and sat on the edge of the tub.

"I want you to lick me to four orgasms," she ordered. "I'm so fucking stressed out right now. Mom is driving me apeshit. I don't know why she's so intent on perfection. I think she doesn't want Jerry's family to think she'd throw a wedding that was any less than what they'd throw if the tables were reversed."

"A white/black competition then," I said sliding across the tub to her spread legs.

"That's what it feels like to me," Reneé said, patting her pussy. "Maybe five instead of four. I could really use it."

My mouth descended on her cunt, already wet. Of course, as a slave herself, it didn't take me long to give her the five she craved. I added a sixth for good measure and she melted down into the tub when I was done. She kissed my cum laden face, licking some of her fluids off me as she kissed me.

"Where's your Master?" I asked, wiping my face clean in the rolling water.

"There's another period left in the game. He'll come out and join us when it's over. Then we're ordering Thai food."

"Yes, I'm to be the tip for the delivery driver," I said. "He usually takes one of my holes instead of the money."

"So, you've done this before?"

"Yes. Marcus has a cock to rival your Master's. It might even be thicker. Think of someone as thick as the Strong twins and as long as Jerry."

"Heavenly," Reneé sighed. "I wish my Master let me fuck other men as much as yours does."

"I'm scared my Master is. He wanted us to quit fucking other men when our slavery became permanent, but for the last week, I've been fucking more men than ever on his orders. What would you think if Jerry suddenly told you to fuck everyone?"

"I'd think something was wrong."

"Right, you'd wonder if your wedding was still on. I'm wondering why he's making us do this right before our bonding ceremony. I'm so confused, even though he keeps reassuring me things are fine."

"You can always say no," Reneé said.

"Yes, I can obey him and keep fucking other people or refuse, disobeying him on the eve of our ceremony where we make as permanent a commitment as we can to one another. Neither choice seems palatable to me."

"Shit, you must be as stressed as I am. Do you want me to lick you?"

I smiled and kissed her again. "Thank you for your offer, but I'm going to be fucked plenty tonight, including taking up much of your Master's time and energy. I'm sure I'll burn off all the stress I'm feeling now."

She spent the next half hour or so telling me about her day as we held hands. Jerry came out to join us.

"Go put on your Slave Trainer, Julia," Jerry ordered. His voice brooked no argument, so I acknowledged his order, got out of the tub, dried off enough to go inside and put it on. I thought to put the second one on the charger, but it wasn't there. I returned to the patio and he told me to open the app on my phone and turn it on. Again, I didn't see the point in arguing. I'm sure Jerry was following Master's instructions. I turned it on and felt the insistent buzzing which would soon turn my cunt into a needy pool of crazy desire and arousal.

"Do you know where the other Slave Trainer is, Master?"

"Chen sent Janet to pick it up a short time ago. She came over while you were out here and Lisa's wearing it."

"How long will I be wearing it, Master Jerry?" I asked.

"At least until our food arrives," Jerry said, "After it does, you need to beg the driver and I to fuck you. If you do, I'll remove the Slave Trainer."

"How long before we order our food, Master Jerry?" I asked, already feeling my juices start to run down my leg.

"About an hour, slave," he said, climbing into the hot tub with his slave, beginning to play with her.

About two hours before our food arrived, I thought. I'd be begging the whole neighborhood to fuck me before Marcus arrived. Lisa would be begging as well.

"Come into the hot tub, Julia. I heard you making my slave cum earlier. I want to see you doing it again while I play with her tits."

"Yes, Master." The equipment was waterproof and wouldn't be harmed by the water.

Jerry had Reneé lift herself up until her cunt was out of the water. While Jerry played with her perky, gum drop nipples, I licked her soft, velvety folds, making her orgasm over and over again. Rhonda woke up and joined us, bringing the baby monitor. She climbed in with us, and helped me with Reneé. After five more orgasms, I doubt she had a stressful bone in her body. I wanted to cum so bad by that point, I was ready to scream. Yet I got no relief from my torment. Jerry had done a wonderful job of keeping me on edge most of the day without allowing me a release. I wished now I'd taken Reneé up on her earlier offer.

When the time came, we went inside and ordered our food. Jerry asked Marcus to be the one to deliver our order.

"Yeah, great," Jerry said. "Thanks for everything."

He hung up and said, "Ours is the last order Marcus will deliver tonight. He can stay and play awhile."

Great, two big cocks to service for several hours. I don't know if I was thrilled or afraid. By the time he arrived, though I was aching to cum. My nipples throbbed from being hard so long. My thighs from cunt to knees were slick with my fluids. Since I had time before he arrived, I fed Lucas and changed his diaper, putting him back down when he was done.

When the doorbell rang, Jerry clipped my wrist cuffs together behind my back and sent me to the door. Fortunately, Rhonda accompanied me so she could open the door.

Marcus smiled when he saw me at the door. When he saw Jerry, who looked far different than Master, his expression changed. Seeing Rhonda and Reneé instead of Lisa gave him pause as well.

"I'm sorry. Where's your husband?"

"He's working in Los Angeles. He left his work partner, Jerry, to look after me while he was gone. Reneé is his slave. They're getting married in a month. Rhonda is my slave."

He made an incorrect assumption on the basis of color, especially since I was unable to point to the respective people, assuming Rhonda was Reneé.

"Pleased to meet you Reneé," he said sticking out his hand to Rhonda."

"That's Rhonda, my slave," I said. "Reneé is sitting next to her Master."

He looked again. Jerry's white slave, my black one. "And where's the other lady?" Marcus asked. "The one who's usually here?"

"My sister slave is next door, serving another Master," I replied.

"Scott said to offer you the slave's choice of holes or a nice tip," Jerry said, smiling.

Marcus unzipped his pants, releasing his cobra.

"Good! I can see where this is going," Jerry said. "Your boss said this was your last delivery of the night and you might be able to stay awhile."

"Yes," Marcus said, pushing down on my head, directing me to my knees. Rhonda helped lower me since I had no arms to help myself.

I opened my mouth and the bulbous head of his cock pushed through my lips. He pushed halfway in. I swallowed desperately to take him all, speechless now, my mouth full.

"Good," Jerry said. "Perhaps we could double team this needy slave."

Marcus held the back of my neck as he went deeper with each stroke. "Hell, yes," he mumbled, moaning as he got all of himself in me. He'd said other women hadn't been able to take all of him in their mouths.

From here on out, it was pretty much a face fucking, and I still didn't get to cum. Jerry handed Reneé my phone and told her to take pictures.

"I know you can't answer me, slave, but I have to ask; do you want to cum?" Jerry asked.

I nodded frantically.

"You know you have to beg in order to cum, don't you, slave?"

I nodded again, Marcus's huge cock going in and out of my throat.

"How can you beg with a cock in your throat, I wonder?"

Oh, I needed to cum so bad. How did I beg? Inspiration struck. I grabbed a handful of his nuts and started tugging gently, getting Marcus to lower himself to his knees, which he did in response to my insistent pressure downward. With him on his knees, I was low enough and I wiggled my buttocks at Jerry. He laughed.

"Good one. I'll accept that."

He unfastened my wrist cuffs so I could support myself on my hands as opposed to the cock in my mouth and loosened the Slave Trainer and lowered it down my thighs. It kept me from spreading my legs too far, but it was enough. I felt Jerry smear the head of his prick in the fluids leaking from my pussy, then he pushed in and I orgasmed, moaning like a banshee around the prick in my throat.

Jerry started thrusting hard, slamming into me, driving me infinitesimally farther on Marcus's schlong with each thrust. Thank God Marcus knew enough to pull out of my throat every thirty seconds or so, or I might have collapsed from loss of oxygen. Instead, I just climaxed, over and over again, my pussy throbbing, convulsing, each time.

Marcus had been in me longer, so he climaxed first, stream after stream of his thick cream shooting down my throat, too deep by far for me to taste him. It wasn't until I started cleaning him off I could tell what his cum was like. I hadn't finished cleaning him off before I felt Jerry pulsing his own load in my cunt. As soon as I was done with Marcus, I turned round and cleaned Jerry's cock, tasting the mixture of him and me.

"Rhonda would you like to clean the slave?"

"Yes, Master," and soon I felt Rhonda's tongue dipping into the mixture of Jerry and I, licking me clean; giving me another orgasm in the process.

"Marcus, why don't you stay for supper? I'm sure we have enough food given the slaves both got a helping of cum. After, we can retire to the bedroom and fuck this slave once more. She's wanted it all day, haven't you, Julia?"

"Yes, Master Jerry."

"Thanks, don't mind if I do," Marcus said, finally slipping out of his clothes to join the rest of us naked. I was able to take the Slave Trainer off now it was around my ankles.

"Normally, we're accustomed to feeding the slaves ourselves, putting them on our laps. We have an extra one tonight. Do you think you can handle two of them, or should we let Rhonda feed herself?"

"No, I think I can handle both of them."

"Rhonda is a lesbian, hence why she's Julia's slave instead of Scott's, so you can't fuck her cunt or ass, but she will suck your cock if you need it, and watching her and her Mistress lick each other will often get your dick hard enough for another proper fucking," Jerry explained.

Rhonda sat on one knee, and I sat on the other facing each other. Theoretically, Marcus fed us. I definitely did eat some food, but he was entranced by the two of us. He played with our breasts and cunts, licking and sucking and nibbling on our nipples. Kissed us, one at a time, or watched us kiss each other, which we were happy enough to do. Or he had us finger fuck each other as he watched, twisting a different nipple in each hand, hard enough to make us groan. I climaxed half a dozen times during the meal, but only ate half of my apportioned food, kept too busy to eat. At one point, his prick hardened again, and he had Rhonda kneel on the floor and suck his cock, just to see her do it; black and a lesbian, sucking his massive root. He didn't let her finish him, wanting a cunt for that.

"I'm ready to fuck again," Marcus said, his cock waving, glistening with Rhonda's saliva.

"Reneé, put away the food in the fridge for later. We'll have some more after Marcus leaves."

"Yes, Master."

Rhonda and I took Marcus's hands and led him to the bedroom. He was amazed at the size of the bed.

"We often have four of us sleeping together," I said. "We need the size."

"Would you like her cunt or ass, Marcus?" Jerry asked, his own prick at half mast. He tasked Rhonda to finish the job while Reneé tidied the kitchen.

"Her cunt," Marcus replied, eyeing me. "I'll take her ass later, but I'd like to be on top so I can drive harder. Would that be an issue?"

I shuddered slightly. "No problem by me," Jerry said.

Jerry was stiff enough so he got on the bed with a couple pillows behind him and had me mount him, his cock in my ass in a reverse cowgirl, then lean back against him. We both spread our legs to the side so Marcus could move up between us and he held his cock against my cunt, positioning himself before driving forward. I spasmed, releasing once more. God, I was so full. The Strong twins could take up as much space in width, but never had I had two cocks so deep at the same time.

True to his word, Marcus stroked hard and deep with each thrust, letting me feel the full length of his big prick with each plunge. Jerry couldn't do much himself, only able to move an inch or two in my ass with his prodding, but between the two, were driving me wild. Having been kept on the edge pretty much all day since Chen finished with me this morning and on the Slave Trainer for two hours, my body responded to their fantastic fucking by cumming over and over. I was clinging to Marcus's neck, rubbing my breasts against his hairy chest, kissing him as I shuddered through one orgasm after the other.

I saw Reneé, filming it, moving around the bed, catching our coupling from every angle. She moved near enough she could get a close up of the black shaft in my ass and the white one in my cunt, the two of them stretching me to the limit. I wanted to stop enjoying it so much, knowing my Master would be seeing it tonight or tomorrow, but I couldn't for the life of me stop. I loved it. Two massive cocks, filling my most sensitive holes, fucking hell out of me. By clinging to Marcus, I could raise and lower myself on their pricks, and I was, enthusiastically.

Marcus froze, deep inside me, his cock pulsing as he pumped me full of his cum. It must have taken close to a minute for his sack to empty itself. He pulled out and Jerry told Rhonda to clean him off. Reneé was told to clean me and she licked the cum dribbling from my pussy while her Master still fucked my ass. I finally felt Jerry's prick throbbing in my butt, and spasmed one last time, sending another spate of mixed cum out for Reneé to clean up.

I gingerly climbed off Jerry's shrinking shaft and Reneé cleaned my bottom as well, drinking her own Master's cum from my poor bum. I could feel her delicate tongue around the edges of my sphincter, lapping the leakage.