A Taste of Slavery Ch. 63

"My briefcase smells like a whorehouse," I said.

"Something to remember me by, sir."

I laughed, pulling her vibrator out of the rag I'd wrapped it in, and replaced the batteries, then changed them in her butterfly. The rag was thrown onto the floor in the back. I told her to put everything back on.

"The pussy vibrator will just fall out if I try to walk, Master."

"Not today," I said, pulling out the panties. "Now you can walk around with it inside of you."

"Ooh, sir. That should be an interesting feeling. The plug in my bottom and this in my cunt," Evelyn said, sliding the vibrator back in. "I thought Master's liked to keep my fuck holes available."

"Well, I can't fuck you while we're here and both your holes are occupied anyway."

She put the panties on. I turned on all of her vibrators.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned.

"You're going to walk back to the same place with them both operating."

"If you could possibly describe how I'll be moving as walking, Master. More like crawling, I should think."

I laughed and got out of the truck, carrying the two towels and camp chair. Evelyn tried to follow me, but it was more of a halting, crabbed walk until I took pity and turned them off until she could sit down. I set up the chair in the same location as previously, putting one of the towels down over the seat.

"You'll still need your bare ass on the towel unless you want to soak the back of your dress."

She looked around to see if it was safe, then raised the back of her dress to sit down, tucking it in around her. I gave her the other towel to lay on top of her lap, to better hide the fact her dress was rucked up.

"This will be much better, sir," she whispered. "Thank you."

I turned on the vibrators again. "Don't thank me yet," I said. "It's not over til it's over."

She moaned. "It's like the vibrator is making my plug vibrate as well."

I left her alone. She sat there the rest of the afternoon, with her stimulants keeping her on edge the rest of the day. Over the course of the afternoon, she had another bottle of water and bathroom break. I'd see her legs and body tighten on occasion as a new wave of pleasure coursed through her, but on the whole, I don't think anyone else ever realized she was cumming frequently. I stayed there until everyone else had left. When no one else was at the job site but the two of us, I turned both vibrators on and left them on. Finally able to make a sound, Evelyn screamed softly as she climaxed over and over again.

She couldn't leave her seat. I hadn't given her permission yet. She watched as I pitched a rope over one of the bare interior rafters and screwed two eyebolts into the wooden floor, her eyes widening.

"Get up and strip, except for your panties," I said.

Evelyn jumped up, doing what I asked. Her panties were soaked. I called her to me, fastening the rope around her hands and tying them together and lifting her arms above her head. I fastened her legs to the two eyebolts with more rope, spreading them far apart, opening herself to me.

"We're going to inaugurate your new house a little early" I said.

I ripped her sodden panties off, catching the vibrator as it slithered from her slick cunt. I left the butterfly on and running. It wasn't in the way from anything I was doing anyway. I got a new paint stirrer and standing beside her, gave her the fifty swats she was supposed to get every day, though not all of them landed on her lovely bottom. Some found her breasts, some her twat, which is why I left the vibrator on, continuing to give her orgasms. She was thrashing, both in pain and pleasure, though mostly pleasure from the moaning she could now release.

The last of the fifty administered, I released her legs and my cock, and crouching, thrust into her cunt, making her spasm wildly. Lifting her legs around my waist, I fucked her tight cunt as she hung there, the anal plug making a snug fit for my cock despite the slickness of her soaking pussy. She orgasmed six more times as I fucked her, the butterfly continuing to stimulate her clit even as my cock reamed her cunt. Her exhortations of "Fuck me! Fuck my cunt, Master!" moaned into my ears. My cum rising, exploding deep into her as she sobbed in joy. The last few thrusts into her clenching cunt, milking the last of my cream.

I lowered her legs to the floor as I shrank and fell out of her, our cum running down her legs. I turned off the butterfly, and released her arms and she clung to me, like a drowning man, whimpering, "I feel so good, Master. You made me feel so good."

"Masters should make slaves feel good."

I put everything away, removing the eyebolts from the floor. She donned her clothes. She was right about the towel, it was soaked, though it hadn't gone through to the chair beneath it. I threw her torn, soggy panties into the construction dumpster. I put the chair into the truck, not thinking she'd want to come again tomorrow, despite the warm glow she was feeling now. I stopped at my usual restaurant and the witch wasn't there.

We sort of rushed through supper. I wanted to get Evelyn back to the room and fuck her again. As soon as we closed the door, we had our clothes off and I was fucking her from behind, turning and twisting the plug in her ass as I did, making her cum five more times before freezing, my cock throbbing my load deep inside her cunt.

We kissed and spooned for awhile, enjoying the afterglow of some terrific sex.

"Go remove your plug and shower. I need to make a few phone calls and get things lined up for tomorrow's work. Put a swim suit on afterward and we'll go to the pool."

"Yes, Master."

I made my phone calls, still talking when Evelyn padded into the bedroom, naked and drying her hair. She found her suit and put it on. It was a tiny bikini and didn't cover much. I whirled my finger around and she turned, showing me the T back, baring her buns. My cock twitched. Noticing, she opened her mouth and mimed sucking my cock. Christ, not yet. I shook my head no and she smiled.

Finishing my calls, I put on my swimsuit and we went to the pool. It was relatively quiet this time of the evening, the sun seekers gone, only a dedicated swimmer doing laps. We both got in the water, and I held her, rubbing her ass.

"I'm not taking you to work again tomorrow."

"Why not? I had a great time, Master."

"Because you were too distracting. I didn't get nearly as much accomplished as I'd hoped to. You do want it done on time, don't you?"

"For another day like today, I could be persuaded into a delay, sir."

"I'm not sure your husband would appreciate a delay caused by my fucking his wife."

"Very well, sir. I shall sit here, waiting for you with bated breath, alone in my misery."

I laughed, sneaking a finger under her suit bottoms, penetrating her. She whimpered softly.

"If I weren't worried about you needing the bathroom, I think I'd tie you spreadeagled on the bed to wait for me with your vibrators on burning through the battery."

She moaned, not all of it due to my finger; her imagination making up the rest.

"Do it, Master. Do it to me. Call Marcia and have her swing by our room and release me around 10:30 AM. I should be fine until then."

I kissed her. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, sir," she moaned softly, her cunt fluttering over my finger, cumming. I waited until her climax ended before withdrawing it.

"Very well, we'll call her when we get back to the room."

Actually, I was starting to recover, the longer I stood holding this delightful lady in my arms, the more my prick was responding, to the point I didn't want to get out of the pool. I told her to go sit up on one of the deck chairs until I could recover. She smiled and got out, getting more than a glance from the man who had been doing laps. I did a few laps myself until I felt it was safe to get out of the pool myself, taking her back to the room as soon as I'd dried off. Once again, as soon as we'd entered the room, our wet suits were off and tossed onto the tile floor in the bathroom and I was in her ass, so nicely prepared by the plug she'd worn all day.

I'd taken my damp towel beside the bed and wiped us both off afterward. I dialed Marcia.

"Good evening, Scott. You're back in town this week again, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am and I have a favor to ask."

"If you want to have sex again, I'd need to call my Master and ask if he's okay with it."

"Actually, I have Evelyn now and she's keeping me pretty busy. Where's your Master?"

"He and Chantelle took a couple of his kids up to Minnesota to visit his family. What are you doing with Evelyn?"

"Bill is allowing her to spend the week with me while he's in Fresno with my slaves. Which is the reason for my call. Do you believe you'll have anything pressing tomorrow?"

"Well, you never really know. Why do you ask?"

"I'm going to leave Evelyn tied to the bed with vibrators on at her request. She'll need to be released sometime between nine when the battery dies, and eleven, when she should probably be released to use the toilet."

"How kinky, Scott. Sounds like fun."

"Will you be working in the area and do you think you can swing by during that time? I'll leave a key in an envelope for you at the front desk."

"I'm working the area, and if I'm busy, I'll call by 10:30 to let you know I won't make it there before eleven."

"That's fair. Of course, if I get pulled off the job again, I'll have to punish her. I didn't get enough work done today."

"What happened today?"

I told her what happened at the house today.

"I'm tingling, Scott. You're such a naughty boy. Okay, we're set. I'll let her go or call by 10:30. I'll talk to you later."

It wasn't long before Bill called his slave again to check in on her. She was able to answer this time.

"Hello, Master. Thank you for calling to check up on me. Let me put you on speaker so we can all speak." She pushed a button and we were all talking. "Speaker now." She gave an abbreviated version of what we'd done today. Bill laughing for much of it.

"How's Whore's training going?" I asked.

"She's currently licking Lisa's cunt, Master," Julia said. "We took her shopping this evening after our laser removal appointment. I have some bad news about that. We actually have to let our hair grow in order for the lasers to work and they work better on dark hair than they do on blonde. He said to come back in a couple weeks after our pubes have grown out a little, but I may require more visits than Lisa and Rhonda as I have blonde hair. We've stopped shaving for now and we'll all have to deal with stubbly cunts for awhile."

"Whatever is required," I said. "What happened when Whore was shopping?"

Julia and Bill explained everything which happened during their shopping trip and both Evelyn and I were laughing when they were finished. Regina wasn't laughing, and neither was Lisa, who was moaning in the background.

"We'll tell you about the rest of her day when we see you on Friday, sir," Julia said. "She has to lick me again before she goes to Robert's room to get fucked. Robert wants her wearing her tail when he fucks her. We'll talk again tomorrow."

We broke the connection, and we continued to chuckle as we snuggled together.

******

JULIA

We had Whore wake Bill with a nice slow blow job. Lisa and I took turns nibbling on his nuggets while Whore kept her lips wrapped around his stalk. After he orgasmed, we got out of bed to make breakfast. Bill gave Whore her fifty swat spanking, doing the same thing he'd done on Saturday, making her repeat his statements. 'Be nice,' 'Be kind,' 'It never hurts you to be polite.' She had to repeat his litany of responsibility and respect for the entire fifty swats.

Shasta and Sean got there early so Shasta could get her cunt licked by the new slave. Whore kept licking her all through breakfast and even when the other workers started showing up for work.

"We got ourselves a new slave trainee," Shasta said. "She be providing everyone's cum break today."

I said, "Master William is staying at the house this week in our Master's absence. He wished to inspect our business operations this morning. You may wish to keep your clothing on if you don't want him seeing you in all your naked glory."

Reneé and Janet just laughed and took off their clothes anyway. Alice, Charlotte and Melanie shrugged and removed their own as well. Everyone was becoming less shy about their nudity. Next weekend, most of them planned to be posing for naked pictures anyway, masked or not. Only Melanie hadn't committed to doing it yet, still wanting to think it over.

We had to take the baby monitor with us because Rhonda hadn't arrived home yet, having to make a stop at the hair removal clinic first.

We took Bill into the basement and showed him our work spaces. He asked a bunch of questions about the pieces we were selling and their normal selling price. He asked about the cost of the raw materials, and our current sales and sales costs. He started making a bunch of notes in a notebook.

"How far behind are you in your orders?"

"We're not as far behind as we were at Christmas, as we hired Sean since then, and Melanie, and Charlotte got much better at the job, but the orders are still flowing in and we're back up to a two week delay again," Lisa said. "Master is designing another couple pieces and we expect orders to increase with the new products."

"Do you have more room for growth?"

"Not here. We were thinking we'd need to expand into some other building, hire regular employees. Maybe keep a small part of the business here for those who still like working naked." He continued working on notes and figures in his notebook.

Rhonda came home and told us we needed to grow our plumage again before we could have it removed.

"The laser can't remove what isn't there, Domina. There has to be hair for it to work on, including the hair pores. They recommended a couple weeks growth before we go back in."

"Did you cancel our appointment?"

"She told me to say you could keep it, Domina, and wouldn't be charged for showing up, but she might need to set a different time for your new appointment, so just keep it and set a new one."

"Swell, wasting an hour of our time," I said, "just to make a new appointment."

"We can take Bill with us when we go," Lisa said. "Do some shopping with Whore after."

"Good. At least it won't be a total waste. Go to bed Rhonda. I'll keep the baby monitor with me. I know you're exhausted by now."

"Thank you, Domina."

It wasn't fifteen minutes before Lucas was crying for some food. I went upstairs to get him and was suckling him when Bill asked if he could speak to me again.

"I never realized the potential and profit margins of building bondage furniture. I'd like to go into business with you."

"Mistress Shasta, could we have a moment of your time upstairs," I said. "Master Bill is wishing to make us a business proposition and we'd like your input."

"Keep working," Shasta told the others. "No fucking around just because we gone."

The four of us went upstairs and sat down around the dining room table.

"I've been running some of the numbers and here's what I'm willing to propose. I have furniture factories already and will take over production of all but your favorite bondage pieces, only that which you can successfully build at this location. I'm thinking of the beds for here, primarily, since they are more built to order. I would build everything else and pay you ten percent per piece sold for the use of your current designs and any more Scott can design. I'll pay Sean for the web design, but host the site on my own servers and run all the business through my own companies. For the pieces you still build, I'll pay you 80% of retail to cover shipping and administrative costs. For the pieces I build, mass produced as they remain essentially the same from piece to piece, I believe I can cut prices and costs ten percent and increase sales by forty to fifty percent with the advertising I can afford to do. I believe within a years time, your end of the monthly business would amount to this much money, with a lot less work on your part. Would you be interested?"

He slid us his notebook, with a number circled, a number fifty to sixty percent higher than we were making now. We three looked at each other.

"We're definitely interested," I said, "and we'd like to speak to Master about it when he comes back on Friday. We were thinking of cross selling Mistress Dark's bondage toys for ending our sales arrangement with her. She'd continue promoting our products on her website, and any of her products we helped demonstrate on our site as part of our sales photos and videos, would be referred back to her business."

"I don't see a problem with that. I have no subsidiaries selling sex toys anyway. It might actually increase her business as well. I do have a share of Brianna's Baubles. We could cross promote with her business as well for any jewelry you're wearing. I'd benefit twice."

"Could you provide us with a formal business proposal and we'll send it to Master to look over before he comes home."

"I'll have my business manager and attorney draft it up and overnight it to arrive Wednesday, both here and to Brianna so Scott can look it over."

"Thank you, Master Bill," I said. "I believe we have the opportunity to do business with you. I think we'd enjoy being a part of your company umbrella. If you would give us a moment to speak with one another."

"Of course."

He moved into the living room, taking advantage of Whore and fucking her ass. Apparently, talking about business and money was arousing to him. Looking at his numbers had stimulated me.

"What do you think, Mistress?" I asked. "Can we do much more than we're doing now without expanding?"

"No. Your employees already working hard. They're good people and they know the better they do, the more money they make. We don't have any slackers. They even like working here. We can't build faster without expanding and this a chance to expand without much risk. I don't understand all his numbers, but that last one looked pretty sweet to me."

"I agree," Lisa said. "Janet is going to have to go on maternity leave soon. Who knows when it will be my turn or Reneé's if she wants to get pregnant after her marriage in a couple weeks. We're going to lose her anyway for her honeymoon. If we have some slack capacity, we won't be sucking hind tit when people need to take time off. Right now, neither one of us feels we can take a vacation together without seriously hurting our production capacity. We might even get to build enough ahead of our orders, everyone could take some time off. We might even want to consider only building king size and larger, let Bill take the smaller beds. The rest should keep us plenty busy. We give up 20% on every bed we sell, but more than make it up on everything else which gets sold without sweating over every one. King size is our most popular bed size. We've only done the Alaskan kings for our friends. Getting rid of the administrative side of the business would also be a blessing."

"So we're all in agreement that if Master believes it's beneficial to us, we sell part of our business to Thornhill."

"I don't have a vote, but I think it's a good idea," Shasta said. "We still get to do what we want here and don't work as hard."

"Good. I have to give Lucas the rest of his food, but I'll be down shortly. I'll let Whore know when she needs to come to the basement for our cum break."

Lisa and Shasta went back downstairs and I fixed the rest of Lucas' food. When Bill finished with Whore, they both joined me in the kitchen.

"We have to make new appointments at our laser surgery clinic this afternoon, Master. If you'd like to go with us, we can do some shopping for Whore, and perhaps eat after. We'll pay for dinner. I promise it won't cost us nearly as much as the last two have cost you."