Co-Workers Turned Sex Slaves Ch. 02

As I watched the stupid sitcom that was playing on McKenna's 86 inch high definition television, I couldn't help but think to myself that this was the dream. Here I was laying naked on a couch that was way too big with Lacey's equally naked body snuggled against mine. Her phat ass was pressing into my bare crotch and I could feel my cock hardening again by the time McKenna came back with our drinks.

"A whiskey girl, eh?" I remarked as I sat up and took my glass, reluctantly allowing Lacey to move away to do so. I patted the couch next to me and McKenna took that as her cue to sit down. Here I was with not one, but two smoking hot naked women sitting beside me. I took a sip of my whiskey and leaned back.

"Lacey, come give me a lap dance," I ordered, spreading my legs. It took Lacey a moment before my command registered. She slowly got up and began moving her hips ever so slightly.

"Come on! You can do better than THAT!" I retorted. "I've seen your Instagram stories at the club."

Lacey's eyes flashed with momentary anger, but she stifled it as she remembered her place. With the amount of leverage I had over these two, I had little to worry about when it came to backtalk. Lacey began to move her ass more and started grinding it on my cock.

"That's more like it!" I said, taking another sip of my whiskey. McKenna was already half-way finished with hers. I put an arm around McKenna who instinctively shied away before also remembering her new role in my life.

"You got a nice ass, Lacey," I remarked as I squeezed McKenna's left tit with my free hand. She downed the last of her whiskey. "I always wanted to fuck that phat ass and now it looks like I'm going to get that chance, but first, I want to make my rules clear. McKenna, move behind me and massage my shoulders."

McKenna stood up and began to massage me while Lacey continued grinding on my cock. I finished my whiskey as well and began running my hands along Lacey's hot body. I smacked her ass once which caused her to yelp more in surprise than in pain.

"Rule number 1, you are my slaves now and as such, you will obey any command I give you regardless of what it is. If I ask you to suck my dick, you will drop to your knees and suck my dick. If I ask you to degrade yourselves, you will do so in whatever way I see fit. If I order you to march outside naked and buy me a coffee, you will do it. Do you both understand, slaves?"

"Yes," they said in unison with no emotion in either girl's voice.

"Rule number 2, you will always address me as sir or master when we are in private. In public, you may call me by my name, but only in a respectful manner. And Lacey, my name is Jack. Not Ben, not Brad, not whatever other guy you mistook me for that day, but Jack. Understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Rule number 3, neither of you are allowed to orgasm unless I give you permission. McKenna, make sure to press your tits into my back as you massage my shoulders. Oooh yeah, just like that, slave!"

I allowed the erotic display to go on for a bit longer before continuing. "Rule number 4, you will always be naked inside the house. You may wear high heels and certain accessories such as collars, nipple clamps, and the like, but nothing else. Slippers may be worn with permission. Got that?"

"Yes, sir."

"Rule number 5, you will take care of all my day-to-day needs. This includes bathing me, doing my laundry, cooking my meals, keeping the place clean, doing my work for me when necessary, and, of course, any sexual demands I may ask of you. Don't pout, Lacey. It's this or prison."

Lacey said nothing but her face said it all. She was not looking forward to being my actual slave. I couldn't care less. I smacked her ass again and this time she took it without so much as a groan.

"Rule number 6, always keep your pussies clean shaven. Same goes for other body hair. Considering what I see now, I doubt that will be an issue for either of you. These are all the rules I can think of at the moment, although I may add more in the future. Follow them, and we'll be fine. Break any of them, and you will be punished. Outside of this arrangement you will be allowed to continue your normal lives. Fortunately, I will always have at least one of you to serve me on any given occasion. Now, Lacey, stop dancing and get on all fours. I'm going to fuck you right here on the couch."

"Wait! Do you have a condom?" Lacey asked. I laughed.

"Bitch, I'm not fucking you with a condom. Neither of you. Better get on birth control if you don't wanna get pregnant, although I believe you're already on it. McKenna, come over here and help line up my cock with Lacey's pussy.

"Yes, sir," said McKenna quietly as she moved around and took a hold of my cock. Lacey repositioned herself and I behind her. McKenna lined up my cock and grabbing Lacey's hips, I thrust inside her eliciting an audible gasp.

"That's right, I'm finally fucking you bitch!" I shouted as I began to thrust in and out of Lacey's warm, inviting pussy. "McKenna, don't go anywhere, you're next!"

McKenna stood by my side quietly as I fucked Lacey while slapping her ass every few thrusts. She tried to take it quietly but moaned with both pain and pleasure as I roughly grabbed her hair and yanked it while I fucked her.

"McKenna, why don't you get on your knees behind me and stick your tongue in my ass. Give me a rimjob while I fuck your best friend!"

I had no way of knowing if McKenna followed my instructions or not until I felt her tongue lapping at my asshole. I smirked thinking about how my boss was now literally kissing my ass.

"Stick it IN!" I ordered as I reached around and grabbed Lacey's tits. Not huge like McKenna's, but not small either. McKenna resigned herself to her fate and stuck her tongue inside my asshole and even swirled it around before I asked. I briefly wondered if she had ever done this before.

"I'm gonna cum soon," I moaned as I felt myself about to climax. Lacey was on the verge of cumming too although she was the last one who was going to admit that. I stopped myself just before and pulled out of her pussy.

"McKenna, move over here and get on all fours. Lacey, turn around and spread your legs. McKenna is going to eat you out while I fuck her.

"But I'm not lesbian... sir," protested McKenna. "Neither is Lacey."

"Or bi," Lacey added.

"Tonight you are," I said as I found McKenna's pussy with my cock and shoved it inside. Oh god, that ass as a cushion and her tits swaying... I nearly came instantly, but I had more self-control than that. I slapped McKenna's ass hard.

"Any day now, slave!" I said, reminding McKenna of her place in the process. She slowly lowered her face and lapped at Lacey's pussy.

"Stick it IN!" I found myself saying again. McKenna hesitantly did as I asked, and Lacey suddenly moaned in pleasure. I smiled as I fucked McKenna. She found Lacey's sweet spot. It looked as thought Lacey, at least, was rethinking her sexuality as McKenna began to eat her out with gusto, most likely to finish sooner rather than out of any actual enjoyment. Nonetheless, both Lacey and I found it difficult to contain our orgasms and pretty soon we were both cumming. I pulled out just in time to ejaculate onto McKenna's beautiful black ass.

"Ahhhhh," I sighed as I flicked the last of my cum onto McKenna's back. "Go get yourself cleaned up. You have five minutes."

McKenna rushed off to the bathroom to wash the cum off her ass. Meanwhile, I explored the apartment. It was a beautiful penthouse in a modern style. Huge glass windows covered much of the place but we were too many floors up for anybody to see, even amongst skyscrapers. Then it hit me, McKenna couldn't afford an apartment like this, even on her salary. She must be embezzling too! I made a mental note to look into that in order to obtain more blackmail material. In the meantime, I opened one of the drawers in the kitchen and found a tape measure. Smirking, I waited for the five minutes to be up before grabbing Lacey by the arm and half dragging her toward the bathroom where McKenna was bent over the sink sobbing quietly, her ass wet but clean. She stopped abruptly when she saw me.

"You'll get used to it," I said as I casually smacked her ass in passing. "In fact, you'll come to find I'm not such a bad master. Now, both of you stand up straight and place your hands behind your head!"

McKenna composed herself and did as I asked, Lacey as well. I took the tape measure and first measured McKenna's tits, ass, and stomach. I then led her to the bathroom scale where I weighed her.

"42-32-45," I remarked, "and 174 pounds. Not bad for 5'8, bitch. Your turn, Lacey!"

McKenna stepped off the scale and Lacey on, turning a bright shade of red at the humiliation of being weight like she was a piece of meat.

"Only 120!" I observed. "McKenna, you could lose some weight!"

I didn't really think that given that McKenna had her weight mostly in the hips and tits, but she did weigh slightly more than she could have if she worked on it more and she knew it. Now, it was McKenna's turn to blush and turn away. I took Lacey's other body measurements as McKenna yawned.

"34-26-40," I remarked with satisfaction as I put away the tape. "And you're only 5'2?! Damn, for a pretty little thing you got a hell of an ass! Twerk for us, Lacey!"

Lacey turned bright red again as she turned around and began to shake her booty. I groped McKenna as I watched Lacey perform.

"Good slave," I told Lacey who gave the slightest hint of a smile as I continued to watch her ass shake. I guided McKenna's hand down to my crotch. She took the hint and began jerking me off.

"Told you you'd get used to fucking a white guy," I said to McKenna, who's eyes flashed for a brief moment before she returned to her task. I cruelly twisted her nipples eliciting a yelp and causing Lacey to stop her dancing in shock.

"Did I tell you to stop?" I asked Lacey rhetorically. She went back to twerking. McKenna continued to whimper softly until I let go of her nipples.

"Say it!" I ordered McKenna as my hand made its way down to her pussy into which I slipped two fingers. "Tell me how much you love white cock."

"I love white cock," McKenna said in a quiet voice, barely above a whisper. I took my fingers out of McKenna's pussy and slapped her hard across the face without warning. Lacey paused again.

"Louder," I requested. McKenna rolled her eyes.

"I love white cock!" she exclaimed loudly. I shot a warning glance at Lacey who continued her twerking while I smiled at McKenna.

"Show me how much you love white cock," I commanded, pushing her onto her knees. McKenna leaned forward to take my cock in her mouth but I yanked her hair back.

"I don't want you to suck it just yet," I told McKenna. "I want you to kiss it."

"Kiss it?"

"Kiss the tip and then kiss your way down to my balls."

McKenna hesitated for only a moment before she planted a quick kiss on the tip of my erect cock. I gave McKenna a look and she sighed before kissing her way down to my balls. Each time she planted her lips on my cock felt like heaven. I had fantasized about her all this time and now I finally had the baddest bitch at the office as my personal sex slave!

"Lacey, you can stop twerking now. Come over here and jerk me off while McKenna sucks on my nuts... again."

I gave McKenna a smirk as she clearly remembered the earlier blowjob back at my shitty apartment. It was at this moment McKenna realised that she was going to be spending a lot of time paying attention to my balls. There is no feeling in the world like having a woman who wants to kick you down there forced to suck on your balls and give them pleasure instead. I knew the type of woman McKenna was so I knew how much this must be getting to her, but she was putting on a nice façade.

"Lacey, tell your friend she looks pretty with her face in my balls."

Lacey hesitated, so this time I smacked her across the face.

"That's abuse!" she complained, letting go of my dick. I laughed in Lacey's face.

"You're my slave," I reminded her with another slap in her face to punctuate my point. "I can smack you around as much as I want to. Now get your hand back on my cock and continue my handjob or else I'm going to punish you in a way that will make you beg for a slap in the face!"

Lacey needed no further encouragement than that. McKenna, however, stopped sucking my balls and looked up at me.

"Please," she begged, "don't punish Lacey. Punish me instead if you must but not her!"

"Your loyalty to your friend is admirable, but if she earns the punishment it's her ass that's going to be red in the morning. Now, did I say you could stop sucking?"

McKenna sighed, her big tits rising and falling erotically, and went back to licking my balls while Lacey continued to jerk me off. For a few minutes, there was nothing but the sounds of my two slaves hard at work. I felt yet another load brewing and decided to have the stop. McKenna had practically invited me to punish her and I wanted to so badly.

"Both of you get on all fours and then follow me into the bedroom," I ordered. Lacey looked confused.

"Jack- I mean, master, if we are on... on all fours, how will we follow you?"

I grinned. "You'll crawl behind me."

Lacey gasped but I didn't care. These bitches were going to learn what it meant to be a slave. I Turned around and glanced once over my shoulder to ensure Lacey and McKenna were both following my directions down to the letter. They were. They looked so pretty crawling side by side behind their master. I led them into what I assumed was the master bedroom. As predicted, McKenna's bed was huge.

"Rule number 7," I said, "we will all sleep in the same bed together with one of you on either side of me. There's certainly enough room. Tomorrow morning and every morning after that, one of you will wake me up with a morning blowjob. You can take turns. Lacey, this is going to be your week. Got it, slave?"

"Yes, sir," said Lacey, looking down at the floor. I smiled.

"Both of you bend over the side of the bed face down and asses up!"

Lacey and McKenna swiftly moved into the position I wanted. They were learning. After instructing them not to move, I went and found my belt in the pile of clothes that I wore. I suddenly remembered that I'd need clothes for work tomorrow. I went back and found my slaves still in position but whispering. The whispering stopped when I entered.

"Lacey, this is a brief punishment for failing to obey immediately in the bathroom," I informed her as I brought the belt down on her ass. She screamed into the bed as I swiftly hit her phat ass with the belt four more times in rapid succession. Tossing the belt aside, I used my hand for the last six spanks.

"Ow, ow, OWIE, OWWWW!" cried Lacey as I spanked her. Satisfied, I roughly pulled her to her feet.

"I need you to drive to my apartment and get me some clothes for work tomorrow. Matter of fact might as well make it enough for the next few days. It's not like I'm going anywhere."

"But I don't have a car!" protested Lacey.

"Take McKenna's," I said. "I'd send her, but I want to have some fun with her first. When you come back, you can come to bed."

"Can I get dressed first?" asked Lacey. I slapped her across the face for the third time that evening.

"Please!" McKenna exclaimed.

"She forgot something," I reminded them.

"Can I please get dressed first, sir?" Lacey asked. I beamed.

"See, McKenna? She's learning! She just needs a guiding hand. Yes, you can, but you can't wear underwear. Normally, I'm going to be picking out your outfits but since this is a quick errand I don't care what you wear, but as soon as you set foot back in this apartment you will strip naked, understood?"

"Yes... master."

"One more thing, a parting gift, if you will. Open your mouth."

Lacey complied, and I spit in her mouth. She swallowed it and I sent her on her way with a smack on the ass. I waited for the door to close before turning to McKenna.

"Where were we?" I asked. "Oh, right, the belt."

"Master," McKenna began, "I will fully submit to you but please let Lacey out of this. She's innocent! I killed that man."

"She was an accomplice. She's liable just like you are. Nah, I'd rather have you both, and you WILL submit to me or else you'll go to prison, and for all your talk about how you can handle yourself in the slammer, I don't think you really want to go to prison. I see your Instagram stories. I see all the guys you dance with at the club and such. You think you're getting dick in prison? Maybe the warden's dick or a guard here or there, but mostly pussy. Hell, they'd probably rape you with how hot you are. At least with this arrangement, you get to keep your job, your money, and your freedom... well, most of it anyway."

"I still have money," McKenna said, turning to face me. "I have lots of it. I'll give you some just please-"

"The money you embezzled?" I asked. McKenna looked at me speechless. "Yes, I know about that too. How else would you be able to afford this place. No, I have so much leverage over you that you're going to be my bitch for a long time. As for your friend, she'll maybe make it out in a few years, but I own your ass. Now, come bend over my knee, bitch!"

Tears welled up in McKenna's eyes as she complied, something I never thought possible. After squeezing her ass for a bit, I began to spank it hard. Unlike with Lacey, I didn't hold back, and I didn't stop after ten spanks. Truth be told, I didn't know how many times I spanked McKenna. All I know is that by the time I was done, she was a sobbing mess.

"You were saying how you don't fuck white guys," I reminded her, "but I best nobody else ever spanked you like that, did they?"

"No..." McKenna said softly, continuing to cry. I pulled her close to me.

"Don't cry," I said soothingly as I rubbed her naked back. "You'll learn to take your punishments better. Clearly you don't have much experience with BDSM and the like. Oh well, at least the next part will be relatively vanilla."

I waited for what felt like hours for McKenna to compose herself before bending her over and inserting my cock into her pussy. Doggy style with McKenna was a must. Grabbing her hips for support, I began to fuck McKenna from behind with a more than occasional smack on the ass, which hurt more than it should given her earlier spanking. McKenna yelped and screamed every time I smacked that phat ass but I didn't care. I was a man possessed.

"Tell me how much you love my white cock!" I demanded.

"I love your white cock!" McKenna screamed.

"Beg me to give it to you!"

"Give it to me! Give me that white cock, master!"

This drove me over the edge, and I made sure her ass cheeks clapped with every thrust. I didn't even get a chance to pull out before I came inside her. Breathing heavily, I withdraw my cock and looked at the cum oozing out of McKenna's pussy in satisfaction. I then collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion.

"Go clean up," I ordered her, "and then come to bed.

McKenna went to the bathroom, and I watched her ass sway as she left. Lacey came back around the same time McKenna was finished. I think McKenna stalled for a bit, but I didn't care. I got what I wanted out of her for the evening and then some. Lacey had thankfully remembered to strip naked upon entering, or at least she did at some point, because she was naked when she walked into the bedroom holding my bag of clothes.

"Put them anywhere," I told her, "And then come to bed. You too McKenna!"

I climbed under the covers and waited for Lacey to get on my left side and McKenna on my right. I turned over and spooned with McKenna with my now satisfied cock resting against her protruding ass.

"Get in here Lacey," I told her as I used McKenna's remote switch to shut off the lights. Lacey snuggled in closer, and I could feel her crotch pressing into my ass. I sighed contently and fell asleep thinking about how good I had it now. What man wouldn't dream of this exact scenario? Two hot, beautiful women naked and in the same bed with him. This is why I said this wasn't a confession. Because I am not sorry, and I would do it again in a heartbeat.