My Descent into Slavery Ch. 10

Michelle and Dominque were the next to arrive; Darla's and Delphine's mother and sister, from France. This one surprised me a little, then I realized it was not just a chance for me to see them, it was a chance for Michelle to see two of her daughters. Gaston was not with them. Dominique informed me she told him she planned to fuck a lot of other men on her trip, and he was not welcome to watch. She'd tell him later of all men she'd fucked while she was gone and let him masturbate to her descriptions of her lovers. I had to taste the intoxication of Michelle's scent again.

Before I disappeared in the bedroom with Michelle, Dominique wanted to know if Sahar was a submissive like me.

"She would try to kill anyone who attempted to turn her into one. She is fond of females though. If you ask politely, she'll lick your cunt, but expect to lick her back."

"I can live with that."

I spent a very pleasant forty-five minutes reacquainting myself with Darla's and Delphine's mother, ensconced primarily between her thighs, though she returned the favor. She was not allergic to pussy juice in the slightest. When we were done, Delphine went to their room with them. I assume Darla would be doing the same at some point.

The next people to arrive for my wedding were Johanna, Ben and Marian Hoffler. They were another surprise to me. I hadn't ever expected to see the Hofflers again. Johanna still had her parents in collars and had them strip when they arrived. Her Dominance had done wonders for their appearance. Both of them had lost a lot of weight and were considerably toned by a steady diet of good food and frequent exercise. Johanna looked good herself. The haunted look she'd had after her gang rape had gone away.

"Mother, father, I want you to orally pleasure anyone who desires it, as many times as they want to cum. You're to obey their instructions as you would my own. If anyone wants to give you pleasure, that's up to them, but you won't beg for sex or you'll be punished. I'm going to have sex with Beth and Sahar again."

"Yes, Mistress," they replied.

Sahar and I took Johanna to our bedroom and we spent an hour fucking.

"Not bad, pretty girl," Sahar said after Johanna had been muff diving on her. "You're a lot better than you used to be."

Johanna laughed. "I get practice. I have both a male and two female submissives in addition to my parents. I like to reward them with personal attention when they've been good. I read every fucking news report I could find on what happened to Mahmoud, but it didn't really go into any details about what happened to the fucking bastards who kidnapped me. I know Joshua was involved. Can you tell me more?"

"Did you know I was taken?" I asked.

"No. I didn't see that in any of the reports."

"I was taken in Algeria while we were looking for Fatima's parents. That was the impetus for Master to finally do whatever it took to find Mahmoud. He wanted to find me before I was branded and sold. Sahar was the one who identified Interpol Agent Fritz Fucking Schultz as her first Master and someone who probably knew where Mahmoud was. Fritz was taken using Miranda as bait, and Sahar tortured the information out of him. He was the head of a large syndicate of human traffickers, so they were able to zero in on many others at the same time. Then Master sent a team of ex-military to rescue me."

"So you were gang raped too."

"So much more than merely gang raped. I was fucked constantly for 72 straight hours while paddled until I begged for another cock to fill me. I was turned into a mindless, begging slave."

"You seem to be okay now, right?"

"I'm better than I was, but not totally back. Sahar helped with that as well."

"So what happened to Abdul and Mahmoud?"

We told her everything we'd done to the two of them. Abdul branded all over his body, then made to eat his cock and balls. Mahmoud shoved out of a helicopter flying about a ten thousand feet over the ground. Johanna was so excited by our description of how they'd suffered, she wanted to have sex again. We obliged her.

When we came up for air, Johanna asked about Hibbah. "I'm hoping to have sex with her again."

"Hibbah is getting married the same day we are," I said. "She's marrying Jake, the big black fellow from the night you fucked Leo."

"So I won't get to have sex with her again?"

"I don't know what she and Jake will decide about extramarital sex. Perhaps if they both have sex with you, but I haven't asked. Henderson also married Maahnoor and James married Ateefah. They both had their babies."

"How are those marriages working out? I don't know if I'm ready for marriage yet."

"They seem to be doing okay for now, but Maahnoor had a slip at one point with someone who wasn't following Master's rules. She's the one who was enslaved the second longest after Sahar. She begged one of the new men we added after the attack in Paris to fuck her ass. Henry fucked him up bad before he left the ship. Then he helped Mahmoud capture me."

"What happened to him?"

"I bit his cock off. Then Mahmoud killed him when he tried to shoot me in retaliation. I was considered more valuable than him. Why don't you tell me about what's happened to you?"

"I went back to Denver and started counseling. Shortly after we got back, I made my parents strip for my brother and his wife, and my sister, and told them I was their Dominant and they were my submissives. They both found that somewhat fascinating. Mom had been up in their lives as much as she'd been in mine, but they'd accepted it easier than I did. I spanked them both in front of their children, then ordered them to have oral sex with each other as their kids watched. My sister-in-law, Mary, became my first submissive who I could have sex with. My brother didn't care as long as she only licked cunt, or fucked him. With her being my submissive, big brother was getting a lot more sex, and different kinds of sex than he used to. She'd let him fuck her ass and was trained to suck his cock all the time. He's not really Dominant, but enjoys the benefits of her being submissive to me.

"The ex-boyfriend, Bernard, mother wanted me to marry, became my second submissive I could have sex with. I turned him into my bitch boy toy, Bernie. Both mom and dad have to suck his cock to get him ready to fuck me. So does his new girlfriend, Nadia, who I turned into my submissive pet cunt licker. She rarely gets to fuck him. She spends more time getting fucked by my father than she does her boyfriend. You should see the look on Bernie's face as she takes it up the ass from daddy. He never gets to fuck Nadia's ass, or mine. The only asses he gets to fuck are Mom's and Dad's. I get most of Bernie's cum in my pussy. Nadia has to lick it from my cunt. I still let Bernie fuck Nadia's cunt and mouth, but it's a reward for being pleasing."

"Tell me the truth. Have you fucked your parents?"

"I've been tempted to make them lick me a few times, especially after they lost the weight and toned up, but no, I haven't fucked them. The other three are quite good at pleasing me. I'm thinking of adding another male so I can enjoy a good spit roasting without resorting to strap-ons or vibrators. From what Bernie and Nadia tell me, they're quite good at oral sex now. I've been tempted to see how good."

"I can understand the temptation to take full advantage of your submissives, Johanna," I said, "but it is criminal behavior, and the more people who know your parents are your submissives, the more likely incest with them would be revealed. You'd be better off letting some other Dominant controlling your parents than risking the act yourself."

"You're probably right, but I love to have Mom and Dad sucking Bernie's cock. She was so adamant I marry the boring bitch, that to think he's now my boy toy and she's preparing him to fuck me, really floats my boat. He's much more interesting as my submissive than he ever was as a boyfriend. Every once in awhile, he'll ass fuck daddy or mommy and the other one sucks his dick afterward."

"Be careful. I'd hate to see you or your parents locked up. That's not why we saved you, so you could do something stupid and end up in prison. It would be as stupid as you slowly sinking into the depression Sahar had to slap you out of and giving Abdul the rest of your life. Have you talked to your counselor about Dominating your parents?"

"No."

"You should do so. I couldn't say for sure, but it might be another facet of your response to your rape. Wanting to take control of the people around you."

When we left the bedroom, we found Ben and Marian had licked Miranda and Angelique, then Francesca and Belle when they got home from ring shopping. Since Johanna hadn't previously met any of the others, we formally introduced everyone. Ben was allowed to ass fuck Marian since everyone reported they'd been pleasing. Marian cleaned his cock when he finished in her ass.

Sahar was about to say something when Marian began cleaning him, but I reminded her that Marian had a safe word she could use if she wanted to stop.

"Some people like doing that," I said. "They're not forced into it like I was."

"Remind me I don't want her licking my pussy," Sahar said. "That's pretty disgusting."

A point made more relevant when they kissed each other after Ben's dick was cleaned.

"Or him either," Sahar said.

"They're diligent in taking care of hygiene afterward," Johanna said. "They carry toothbrushes and toothpaste and mouthwash with them everywhere."

"Still don't want them licking my pussy. It's gross."

"Yes, it is," I agreed, remembering how both Master and Miranda hadn't wanted to kiss me after I'd done the same thing.

The three of them left shortly afterward. I wondered if Johanna wouldn't benefit from a little Sahar in The Bahamas. She still had issues to work out. Perhaps now she knew both Mahmoud and Abdul were well and truly dead, it would be easier to heal.

Since all of our Dominants were gone for the night, Master's four slaves, Hannah's two, and Sahar spent the night together enjoying nonstop, non-cock sex. There was so much pussy juice plastered on so many faces, the scent of it filled the room. If any men had been there, just the smell of it would have hardened their cocks. To actually get some sleep, we split up and took different bedrooms. Miranda stayed in mine. I changed Sahar's anal plug to the second largest.

******

Doctor Kline and Oliva arrived fairly early the next day. They'd taken a redeye out of LA.

"We wanted to come with Mistress Layton," Herman said, "but I had to finish submitting grades."

"I'm just glad you got here. I'd like to take some time and fuck you both with Sahar since you can't check in yet. Do you have any problems with that?"

"What does Joshua think about it?" Herman asked.

"Joshua is off in Oahu conducting business. He left me with free rein to have fun with the arriving guests if we wished. Please realize that Sahar is not a submissive, so when you fuck her, fuck her like you fucked Oliva pre-slavery. Make love to her. My understanding is, the last of our guests is arriving today and Pierre and Reggie are cooking up a storm on the American Entrepreneur. They're going to bring all the food over later and we'll have a huge get together where we can introduce everyone who's been part of my Journey into Submission.

"Of course, you already know a lot of those people. If you can, I might ask a favor of you. Johanna Hoffler is one of our guests for the wedding, the American we ransomed from Mahmoud. I'd appreciate you talking to her. The only sex she's having is with her submissives, and while she denies sex with her parents, she is Dominating them. She's going to counseling, but I think she still has problems that haven't been addressed. It seems to me she's only really comfortable controlling the people around her."

"I'll speak to her," Herman said. "What about you?"

"I'm still craving sex more than I used to, pre-slavery. Master is giving me some leeway around my wedding, not controlling it as tightly as he might after my marriage. Partly because I'm having the opportunity to see people again since my release from captivity, and they won't be around after the ceremony. He's letting me renew old ties, even if those ties were sexual ones on occasion. You don't need to have sex with me, with us, but I'm trying to share Sahar with my other friends and lovers."

Doctor Kline asked Sahar if this is what she wanted to do.

"I haven't been disappointed in having sex with Beth's friends yet. I've enjoyed myself so far."

They looked at each other momentarily, then Herman nodded and said, "We'd love to have sex with you and Sahar."

"Doctor, why don't you start with Sahar, and remember what I said, make love to her. I'll reacquaint myself with your lovely wife. Come join us in the bedroom."

They followed us into the bedroom and three of them had to disrobe, although Sahar never wore that much around me if we weren't going out. We took them to our bed and Professor Kline was sufficiently gentle and slow that Sahar enjoyed many nice orgasms, especially with the large plug in her bottom and Herman's goodly sized prick. I gave Oliva a briefer version of a screamer before she and I enjoyed a sixty-nine. After Herman orgasmed, Oliva and I took turns cleaning up Sahar's pussy. I told Sahar to clean the professor's cock, so she could get more cock sucking practice, since his was larger than Master's. She got him hard enough to fuck me and I rode him while Sahar and Oliva played with each other.

******

We had time for a quick lunch before our last guests arrived. My great aunt, Petra, Lars, Aüne, and two other English speaking relatives. Also from Norway, Lisbet and a girl I'd never met before, but given they were holding hands, assumed was her girlfriend. Doctor Sadiq and his wife, Felicity, were with the same group. They all came on William Thornhill's private jet. Okay, this one surprised me. I could see why Master might have invited my relatives, but Lisbet and Dr. Sadiq were a surprise to me. I wondered if I should dress for Dr. Sadiq and Felicity, but they'd both seen me naked before, so I internally said, fuck it, and greeted them as I was.

Because of Petra and her advanced age, my relatives went to check her into her room as soon as they made known they were here to see me get married. Lars and Aüne said they would speak to me after supper, saying they would take a nap now as well, as they'd been traveling awhile.

"I have to admit traveling the way we did was far superior to traveling commercially," Aüne said. "The seats were so spacious and comfortable. Even Petra was relatively free of hardship from the trip. One stop in England, another in Los Angeles and we are here. We'll talk to you later, Beth. I must know what happened to you."

"It is not a pleasant tale."

"I imagine not, though I would hear it anyway."

"We'll talk to you later then. It may be tomorrow as I don't know what Master has planned for tonight."

Aüne gave me a gentle kiss. "Whenever. Lars wants to fuck you."

"It's no longer under my control," I said. "When Master returns later, he will have the choice.

She fingered my platinum collar. "We know."

Dr. Sadiq was the next to pay his respects, Felicity standing just beside and slightly behind him. "Marrying a woman, Miss Wilson. That is haram in the eyes of Allah," he said with a smile. "And a Muslim woman at that."

"I cannot marry a man, for there is only one I would marry," I said, his smile telling me he was teasing, despite his faith. "Sahar has saved my life in a multitude of ways and I could not refuse her love when she offered it. I feel my life is hers since she saved it. She feels I helped redeem her own, so perhaps we owe each other. We certainly understand each other. Another of your Muslim sisters has decided to marry a man though. It was very sudden. She'll be getting married along with us."

"Really? Who?"

"Hibbah is going to marry Jake. She helped nurse him back to health after he was wounded in defense of me. I believe the attraction was there before, but that helped cement the relationship."

"Do you think she will struggle with fidelity as much as Maahnoor has?"

"Unknown. I've not had contact with her for nearly five months. I don't know where she stands in her treatment. She was not enslaved for as long as Maahnoor was. She's had more time to acclimate to her freedom than Maahnoor did before her marriage."

"I thought you were their primary counselor," Felicity said. "How is it you haven't been in contact with her for several months?"

"Beth was taken in slavery by Mahmoud, along with two of her friends. He was the same slaver who'd captured and enslaved many of the women she treated," Dr. Sadiq said. "I only just learned of it myself. I took over her groups using video conference treatment when I was told she wasn't available. I was not told why she was unavailable. Joshua informed me when he made our travel arrangements. She was just freed in early March, at the same time as all of the other slaves that made the news, just before she was to be branded. She's been undergoing mental health treatment and surgery to repair the scars she suffered to her back."

Felicity's hand was over her mouth, appalled at what she was hearing.

"Beth, I'm so sorry. I didn't know."

"Why should you. It wasn't publicized."

"How is your marriage going to work if you remain collared?" Dr. Sadiq asked.

"Master recognizes Sahar's marital rights. He will do very little to restrict Sahar's access to me, and only if I'm being punished for some reason. She will always be welcome in Master's bed whenever I'm there."

"She is having sex with men again?"

"If I'm present, primarily, so that she could spend more time with me. She's free to have sex with others or not, as she sees fit. It's all still a work in progress for us. It requires a level of trust in the man more than most women would require. She trusts my judgment in men more than her own."

"What ill effects are you still suffering from your slavery?"

"I'm more ready to have sex than I was before. In a way, I crave it more. I enjoyed it before, but I need it more now. I'm hoping that since Master has control of my sexuality, he will temper those cravings. I'm a little less tolerant of ignorance, bigotry and sexism or racism than I used to be. I tended to ignore it, especially when it was directed at me. I've engineered confrontations with a couple men knowing Sahar would protect me. One of them received a broken nose, another a broken arm when they tried to attack me. I'm more tolerant of violence as a whole. I did and said nothing when the slavers who captured me were killed to the last man and woman. I was glad they were dead. I shoved Mahmoud out of a helicopter at ten thousand feet for what he'd done to me and the other women he'd enslaved."

Dr. Sadiq nodded. "I'd like to spend some time talking to you while we're here."

"As much as I can spare. I'll be busy. Doctor Kline is here as well. I'm sure he'd like to speak to you as well. He can tell you what Sahar did to help me."

"Of course. We'll see you later. Allah be with you."

"I'll need it, I'm sure, unrepentant sinner that I am. May He go with you as well."

He smiled again and with a slight bow, he left.

Lisbet took her chance. "Beth, this is my girlfriend, Sonja. Congratulations on your marriage. I never thought you would marry a woman; too committed to cock, I thought."

"I'm still equally committed to cock. I can't marry the one I want though, so I chose the woman I love most in all the world. This is my fiancée, Sahar Hafeez. Sahar, this is my date from Björn and Lynn's wedding, Lisbet and her girlfriend, Sonja."

"I remember her. You chose well when you fucked her."