A Taste of Slavery Ch. 67

"Are they sex slaves, too?"

"Only one of the women, currently around six months pregnant, and the man. One of the women is a Mistress to the man. The others are just workers who like working naked because we keep the house warm for ourselves. There is another female slave, but she's on her honeymoon this week."

She thought for a moment. "I am exhausted, if you don't mind."

"Another warm, naked body to snuggle up to," Lisa said. "Who minds that?"

Becky was asleep in the middle of the bed before Lucas was done feeding. Lisa and I got on either side of her and went to sleep ourselves. I hadn't cum yet, but I still felt pretty good. Around two AM I felt someone's arms around me and two lips kissing mine.

"Lisa," I whispered.

"No, Becky," she replied. "Lisa's asleep."

Kissing soon turned to touching and touching to stroking and then Becky whispered she wanted to lick me. Who was I to deny the poor girl. I turned end over end and settled my face between her legs. I started licking her. It took a few minutes before I felt her start to kiss my pussy, but it wasn't long before her tongue was trying to copy mine. She climaxed three times before I felt myself surrendering to her. I tried to keep the noise down, being largely successful, but Lisa woke up anyway, as much from our movements as our noise, and soon it was them nuzzling molten flesh while I went back to sleep, their moaning whimpers music to soothe my soul.

******

I woke up before my alarm went off with Becky between my legs, licking me. I caressed her face, her hair, letting her know how much I appreciated the efforts of her slick tongue slithering between my folds. It didn't take as long this morning as last night. After I orgasmed, I pulled her up so I could kiss her. We lay together gently stroking the other's body, not seeking pleasure, merely comfort.

"I really should get going," she whispered. "I need to sleep a little more, feed my cat, shower the sex stink off me and go to work by eleven."

"We enjoyed your company," I whispered back. "Your clothes are on the chair over there," pointing to where Rhonda had placed them. "If you could dress in the living room so you don't waken Lisa, I'd appreciate it."

She hesitated.

"Can I come back tonight after work?"

I slipped out of bed and grabbed her clothes and her hand, going out into the living room and closing the door behind me.

"I would have to ask my Master first," I answered, "but he usually has no problem with us fucking other women, so I'm reasonably confident he would have no problem with it. I would still need to contact you with an answer. I need you to text me your phone number and other information." I gave her my number and she sent me her v-card. "What time should we expect you if we get approval?"

"I'm supposed to get off at five again. If someone else has problems, I'll tell my manager I have a date tonight and to get someone else."

"So you think you'd be here around six?"

"Pretty close. I still have to feed the cat."

"We'll hold supper for you then. So I take it you enjoyed having sex with women?"

She kissed me. "I enjoyed it a lot. More even than I thought I would."

"We can talk about that tonight. You have to realize this cannot be a full time thing. I belong to my Master. I'm not, nor can any of my friends be, your girlfriend. You were cute and we had fun."

"I know, but I wouldn't mind a little of the same fun again tonight."

"I'll text you with my answer. It may take awhile. Master is busy and he can't always answer me right away."

"Thank you." She kissed me again, then dressed and left. I went back to bed to get what sleep I could.

******

I sent Master a text when I got up telling him we'd been successful in having sex with Becky, and she wanted to know if she could come again tonight.

He called me shortly after.

"You know we don't need any more sex slaves or even girlfriends running around. It's exhausting giving you all the sexual attention you want and need."

"I know, Master. I've told her none of us could be her girlfriend. She just wants another night of pleasure and you won't be here until tomorrow. Are you even going to be back for the poker game?"

"No, it's already been cancelled. Jerry wouldn't be there, Dad can't make it, and I'll probably be running late."

"So maybe just the one more night, though I think you'd love fucking her, sir. She's very cute."

"I'm sure I'd love fucking her. I love fucking everyone, but there are limits, even for an expert fucker such as myself. Do you even know if she's interested in fucking men?"

"Well, she'd never done it with women before and she's twenty-four, Master. I doubt she was a virgin."

"I'll talk to you later, but let's just say one more night for now."

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

I let Becky know she could come back tonight.

******

Shasta and I worked on our furniture until after the cum break, what normal people would call lunch. Then we had to dress and go check Master's building sites again. I hated wearing clothes anymore. I very seldom had to wear them. Lisa and I had let our gym membership lapse as we could swim, do yoga, kickboxing, and Rhonda had us doing some martial arts, though it was limited with a small mat. We'd purchased one stationary bike which we could take turns on and there was always the fucking, which turns out is a great cardio exercise. Without worrying about gym class, about the only time I wasn't naked was in a car traveling between places I would be naked, and shopping, though that got split between us. Rhonda did most of it on her way home from work when she was already dressed.

Worse yet, I had to put on jeans and a safety helmet. It was not only a safety issue, but Shasta said I couldn't go around flashing my cooze to a bunch of construction assholes; her words, not mine. Wearing jeans, I had to jam all my cunt jewelry into underwear, because jeans rubbing against your bare crotch is a nightmare.

"Some of those fuckers aren't particularly nice," Shasta said. "Scott tries to hire the best of the bunch, but has to ride herd on them when women are present. You give them an inch and they take a mile. It's like none of them ever had a mother or sister the way they treat women. Those from the other construction companies are worse. Don't entice the bastards. You could end up getting raped again."

I would be so happy when I didn't have to do this. We went from job to job until 4:30 when we started home. As soon as I got home, I got naked. Shasta went downstairs to check on the progress everyone made while we were gone while I started supper with Rhonda. Lisa was feeding Lucas. Sean had continued working until Shasta got back so he came up with Shasta when she was done checking.

"Don't look like no one slacked while I was gone," Shasta said.

"Did you think I'd let them, Mistress?" Lisa asked petulantly. "I started the company with Julia."

"Are you sassing me, slave? You want to lick my cunt til your tongue falls off?"

"No, Mistress. I apologize."

"That's better. I know you started the company, but you put me in charge and I like to make sure. You not getting enough sex? Is that why you're so cranky."

"I only climaxed about eight times yesterday, Mistress."

"It's Sean's turn to fuck you, so why don't you go get your fucking while I finish feeding Lucas. Fifteen minutes, Sean, before you cum."

"Yes, Mistress."

Shasta removed his cock cage and Sean and Lisa disappeared in the bedroom. Shasta sat down and took over feeding Lucas.

"What about you, princess? You gettin' fucked often enough?" Shasta asked me.

"I'll live. I'll be happy when Master returns, Mistress. We have a new girl coming over tonight. Last night was mostly about her. Tonight I expect to get more sex."

"Who is she?"

"Pizza delivery girl, Mistress."

"That why we had leftover pizza for lunch?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"You planning on turning her into a slave bitch too?"

"Master says he doesn't want another one, Mistress. I admit our bed would start getting crowded if we had five in it regularly."

"So you did think on it?"

"I wouldn't mind another female slave, Mistress."

"Is she a lesbian, like Rhonda?"

"More bisexual would be my guess, Mistress. She said she never was with a woman before last night."

"It's amazing to me how you get so many women who never licked cunt before to lick a cunt."

"Because we're good at it, Mistress," Rhonda said. "You certainly enjoy it."

"More enjoy the getting licked than the licking. Speaking of licking cunt, since Sean is fucking one of you, one of you should be licking me."

"Yes, Mistress," I replied.

I left Rhonda to the food prep. Shasta was still wearing her jeans, so she had to stand so I could tug her jeans and panties down her hips. Wearing clothes had also made her a little sweatier and more fragrant, but I had no problem in doing what I was supposed to do, make her cum. I was still making her cum when Becky arrived. Rhonda let her in. I ignored her until Shasta said I was done, which is when Sean and Lisa came out of the bedroom. Shasta told me to leave her cum on my face until I ate.

I introduced Becky to Shasta and Sean.

"Becky, this is Shasta Williams, the person in charge of making our furniture and her slave, Sean." Of course, Sean was still naked like a good slave. Becky blushed red at seeing both Sean and Lisa emerge from our bedroom and Sean's bare prick. "Mistress Shasta and Sean, this is Becky, our pizza delivery girl."

"She doesn't have pizza tonight, does she?" Shasta said.

"No, Mistress, not tonight," I said. "We have other plans tonight."

Which made Becky blush a deeper shade of red. Shasta stood up and circled her.

"She's a cute one; I'll give you that. Make someone a nice slave slut. Lisa, did Sean do a nice job of fucking you?"

"Very nice. Thank you, Mistress."

"Come on, Sean. Momma and Cedric be holding supper for us. Get a move on, leave these folks to their fun."

Sean quickly got dressed and they left. Becky was still red when they went out the door.

"Would you like to undress, Becky, or do we start over from the beginning like last night?" I asked.

She blushed some more, but removed her clothes. I pulled out a chair for her and invited her to sit down. The food was almost ready.

"What just happened?" She asked. "Why do you call her Mistress?"

"We're to address all Dominants as Master or Mistress. Since Shasta is a Dominant, she's addressed as Mistress by all slaves. Master arranged with Shasta that either Lisa or I are fucked each evening by Sean before they leave so we may have a little cock while he's gone. In return, one of us must lick her cunt while said fucking is going on. It was Lisa's turn to get fucked, and she chose me to lick her cunt."

Lisa was setting the table and Rhonda was bringing the food, grilled pork chops, baked potatoes, green beans and dinner rolls. She also set out sour cream, dried chives, grated cheese and bacon bits for the baked potatoes.

"What would you like to drink?" Lisa asked. "Soda, water or wine."

Becky asked for wine, and Rhonda and Lisa had ice water. I put Rhonda on my lap to feed her. Becky blushed again when she saw my hand go between my slaves legs.

"Rhonda's my sex slave," I reminded her, "and must be accessible to me to have sex with at any time."

Becky nodded. She tried to ignore us, but of course, she couldn't.

"So your Master doesn't care if you have sex with other men?" Becky asked as we ate.

"He cares, but allows it under certain conditions," Lisa said.

"What about you, Becky," I asked. "I doubt you're a virgin. You must have fucked men in the past. Why women? Why now?"

"No, not a virgin. Had a boyfriend up until a couple months ago. No one since. I guess I'd always wondered what sex with a woman would be like. Found myself watching lesbian porn more often than the straight stuff."

"Was the sex good with your boyfriend?" Lisa asked.

"It was okay. Nothing special. He never went down on me unless he was a little drunk and couldn't get it up, though he wanted blow jobs all the time. The regular sex was fine, but rarely showed any imagination. Mostly missionary or doggy style. Didn't like me on top."

"How old was he?" I asked, before nibbling on a plump black nipple, making my slave moan.

"My age, couple months older."

"Sounds like you could do with a more experienced and affectionate boyfriend," Lisa said. "Maybe someone older."

"Maybe I just needed a girlfriend," Becky said. "I've been wet since you let me know I could come tonight. Had to jill myself off a couple times today, and I've never had to do that before."

We laughed. "I did talk to Master about you," I said. "He's rather adamantly opposed to anyone acquiring a girlfriend to play with on the side."

"Even if I agreed to fuck him too? I hoped he would change his mind. I got the next three days off."

"Do you know how many times he needs to get erections now in order to satisfy mostly Lisa and I? Four or five times a day he's fucking one of us. Adding you makes it harder for him and worse for us. I could use every one of his erections myself, let alone sharing him with another female."

"Better for me then. I just have to keep the women satisfied. I wouldn't have to fuck him too."

"Do you think Rhonda and Lisa are incapable of pleasing me? Or I them? You've experienced what we can do. We're not lacking in cunts. I warned you this morning you can't plan on us being there for you. You'll need to find your own sex partner, not use us as one. Master said we could enjoy you again tonight, but not to plan anymore beyond this."

The rest of the meal was mostly silent except when my slave climaxed on my fingers. Becky couldn't look away. When everyone was done, I sent Rhonda under the table to pleasure Becky while Lisa and I cleaned up and put Lucas to bed. When I came back from the nursery, Becky's back was arched up off the chair, grasping Rhonda's head, clutching her to her cunt, gasping for breath.

I tapped Rhonda's head and told her to stop. I held Becky's head in my hands and looked her in the eye.

"If you think you want to be a lesbian, Becky. Show me, show us, you have what it takes to pleasure another woman. So far, all you've proven is you like your cunt getting licked. Shasta likes getting her cunt licked and she's no lesbian."

I pulled her up by her hand, led her to the bedroom and lay down with my legs spread wide. "Fuck me," I ordered, "Make me cum as fast as you can."

I'll give her credit. Maybe she thought it was some kind of test which if she somehow managed to pass, she'd be accepted into our circle. She'd done a little licking last night, but she did a lot more tonight. Without any training whatsoever, she made me cum in four minutes, four times within twelve as she got better and better.

When given the opportunity to lick Lisa and Rhonda, she did just as well, both of them cumming early and often. Her face was a mess when she finished. Rhonda got a washcloth to wash her face. We all lay on the bed, kissing, hugging and stroking each other after, idly with no intent.

"Tell me more about what it's like to be a slave?" Becky asked.

"It's different for every Dominant and submissive," Lisa said. "Julia and I fuck anyone Master allows us to fuck. Rhonda, through her agreement with Julia, only has to fuck one man, our Master. Other men are her choice. It was part of her agreement. Some Dominants are harsher and more brutal than ours. Some submissives enjoy that, others would not. One of our friends, Slut, as she is frequently known, though her real name is Penelope, enjoys being punished. She becomes disobedient to her Mistress so she can be punished. The other slave, Rose, does not like being punished and does what she can to avoid it. You reach agreement with your Dominant as to which things you'll allow and what you won't. What you won't allow is your hard limits. You can have soft limits too, which need to be approached very carefully and under certain conditions you'll do them and others you won't."

"Like what?"

"All three of us will suck our Master's cock after he's fucked our ass if certain conditions have been met. We need to have our asses cleansed ahead of time, flushed out with multiple enemas. If we're not, we won't suck his cock afterward. So Ass to Mouth is a hard limit if we're not cleansed and a soft one if we have been, but depending upon how recently," I said. "Have you ever been fucked in the ass?"

"A couple times. Didn't really enjoy it either time and I certainly wouldn't have sucked either cock after."

"So a hard limit for you. Other hard limits might be how many times you're struck during a punishment, or what your Dominant uses to punish you or where on your body they punish you. There are lots of different things which can be limited by your agreement. Sometimes, you haven't established a limit for something yet, so you'll have safe words. Ours are alpha to ease up or slow down, and omega to have something stop altogether. Some agreements are pages long, others may be only a few lines and only the safe word will be used to control what happens."

"All you're really telling me is what sex slavery is. I want to know what it's like."

"I can show you what it's like," I said. "How much do you trust me?"

"Why? What are you going to do?"

"You don't get to know that. You have to trust me enough to believe I won't do something so bad you'll hate it, but you will have a safe word. You can use it if you need to, but you need to surrender your will to mine and do what I want you to. At the end, you'll know what it's like to be a sex slave."

Becky looked at me for about three minutes, wondering what I had in mind for her. Finally she said, "Okay. I trust you."

"What do you want as a safe word. Something you can remember even under stress," I said.

"What about just 'stop' or 'quit'?"

"Too confusing. What if I'm pleasuring you and you're saying 'don't stop'. Do I stop? You don't want to use words which come up in general conversation, so it has only one meaning; Cease Now. A friend used kumquat. Or use ours, Omega. Those only have one meaning unless you're discussing fruits or Omega watches."

"I'll use kumquat."

"Fine. Rhonda, bring me The Enforcer, lube, and an anal plug, smaller sized since Becky hasn't done a lot of anal."

"You're not going to make me lick it, are you?"

"If I asked you to, you'd say kumquat, and our experiment is over, but no; that's not my intent in asking you to trust me."

Rhonda brought the items I requested. Becky was staring at The Enforcer with the proper amount of trepidation.

"I want you to put yourself over my lap. The Enforcer is one of the instruments Master uses to punish us. I'm going to strike you with it once and once only, so you know what it feels like. Then, I want you to imagine it hitting you twenty-five or more times in a row. That's what could happen to you if you're disobedient. One of our friends is spanked fifty times every morning. Sometimes with only a hand, other times with something worse. Every morning. You will be hit once and you can make assumptions from there as to how bad fifty is. Get ready, over my knees, NOW."

I shouted the word, so she'd realize it was an order I expected to be obeyed. She was over my lap in two seconds, her delightful buns sticking up in the air. Since I was only doing it once, I didn't pull back or attempt to soften the blow in the slightest. SMACK.

"Oh, fuck!" Becky groaned. "What the fuck! Christ, that stings."

"And that was just once. Imagine thirty or more of those. If you knew you'd be punished like that, would you want to be pleasing to your Master?"

"God, yes."

"Let's see if you are. I'm going to tie you to the bed."