Summer Surprise Pt. 08

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"Erin, if you want to do this slave thing, you have to decide now. There's only three weeks left in the semester and I think Matt should have another chance to fuck you if you do it. The woman who is quasi-planning your slavery will be here tonight at six. You should meet her, see how you get along. She's bringing Chinese food and wine. You should be prepared to talk about anything you won't do, and I'm assuming you're good on anything we did with Dianne, but if you want changes, now's the time to voice them. If you don't want to do it, decide now, because we have to make other arrangements regarding Dianne if you aren't. We're hiring her protection for her classes and we need to reward the bodyguards. You might be part of that reward."

A couple minutes of silence and Chloe said, "I don't care. Bring Barbara if you want. We should have plenty of food, but do you want her to know everything you might do as a sex slave, or would you like her to be kept out of it or be surprised, depending on your relationship? It's your choice. We'll all be viewing the movie we made of Dianne's Sunday slavery spectacular except Dianne. She's seen it and will be busy doing other things involving muff diving."

Chloe hung up the phone and Dianne told her that a woman named Bree would be one of her defenders.

"Yeah, I know Bree. I dated her a couple times. She's kind of rough."

"I imagine that might make her a better guardian, Mistress."

"Maybe. You'd better get your studying done this afternoon. I suspect you'll be busy this evening and night. I take it Todd is going to be one of them?"

"Yes, Mistress. He saw me cumming in class today and couldn't wait to sign up. Is Erin coming over?"

Chloe laughed. "She's coming, but she's jumpy as hell. She's willing to listen to Sophia's pitch."

Dianne sat down to study, putting another towel under her bottom.

******

Erin arrived at quarter to six, appearing quite nervous. Barbara wasn't with her, so either Erin was keeping her out of the loop, or perhaps she hadn't made up her mind yet and didn't think it necessary to say anything until she did. She kept watching Dianne, sitting quite calmly on the couch, totally starkers, studying having looked up and saying 'Hey, Erin,' when she arrived. Matt came out of the bedroom, still damp from a shower and wearing a tee and sweat pants, and nothing else given how his cock seemed to be swinging free and easy. She wondered what would have happened if he'd paid attention to her when they dated. Would they still be together, or another of the near misses she had while playing the field? Would she be with Babs now, if she'd had a reliable guy like Matt. Matt gave Erin a hug before sitting on the couch with Dianne.

Sophia arrived precisely at six carrying two large plastic bags with food and wine. Chloe stood up and helped put it in the kitchen.

"Slut, put your books away now. You have other things to do. Why doesn't everyone grab some food. It looks like we've got about six entrees here, so you should find something you like. We only have four wine glasses, so anyone have a problem with wine from water glasses. I'll give our two guests, Sophia and Erin, wine glasses. By the way, Erin, the tall drink of water is Sophia. Sophia, Irish ginger, Erin. Erin, we met Sophia in a sex toy shop while buying toys for Slut. Her rabbit died. We spent a very pleasant Saturday night in her magnificent home playing reindeer games. Erin attends school with us and witnessed Slut submit for the first time."

"Pleased to meet you, Erin," Sophia said. "I understand you're thinking of undergoing the same thing?"

"Still thinking about it, yes."

"I've been thinking about it too, and I think I have some ideas which would lead to a very good time if you're interested in submission."

"Okay. Still don't know if it's something I'll be into, but I guess that's why we're all together tonight."

"Slut why don't you pour wine for everyone and don't drop it if someone wants to feel you up."

"Yes, Mistress."

As the others put food on their plates, Dianne poured wine in four wine goblets and one water glass. She made sure her Mistress and boyfriend got the goblets. She took the water glass for herself. When she gave Chloe her drink, Chloe ran her hand up Dianne's thigh until she reached her cunt. Dianne shivered.

"Wet already, Slut and the evening's barely started. I don't know what I did to you, but whatever it is, sure made the faucet leak."

"Yes, Mistress."

With Chloe breaking the ice, the others felt free to touch her too, Matt patting her ass, Sophia pinching a nipple, and Erin actually licked her cunt.

"Mistress, may I cum tonight?"

"If you get permission. I'm not giving blanket permission now. Get your food and come sit in my lap so I can feed you."

"Yes, Mistress." Dianne got a plate of food and sat on Chloe's lap in the big easy chair they had. The other three sat on the couch. Sophia was asking Erin questions about school, her family, any boyfriends or girlfriends; small talk, getting to know her. Chloe did feed her, giving her every other bite, frequently kissing her, or fondling her breasts, sometimes leaning down and suckling a nipple, all managing to keep Dianne on edge, but not tip her over.

When everyone had pretty much eaten their fill, but were still sipping their wine, Chloe told Dianne to lick Sophia's cunt while she and Matt took care of the dishes.

Dianne knelt at Sophia's feet and asked, "May I, Miss Sophia," ready to reach under her dress and remove her underwear. Sophia agreed and raised her hips so Dianne could pull them down to her ankles and slip them over her shoes. She pushed Sophia's legs apart, but went under the dress as Erin was someone Sophia hadn't been naked in front of before and she might be shy about exposing so much.

Dianne quietly lapped at her alternate Mistress' folds, not in a hurry to get anywhere unless Sophia wished to. Dianne figured she'd be doing this for the rest of the night anyway, so why rush. It didn't take long to put the food and dishes away and Chloe came in and turned on the DVD.

Sophia's eyes were wide with shock when she saw what happened to Dianne, the total surprise in realizing she wasn't alone with her lovers. She climaxed the first time when she saw Dianne fucking herself with the cucumber. Sophia climaxed a second time when she saw Chloe spank Dianne's cunt with the spoon. When they got to the climax, she exclaimed, "You fist fucked her?"

"By that time, it wasn't a problem. Dianne was so wet I could probably have shoved a two x four up there. Isn't that right slut?"

"Yes, Mistress," she agreed, pausing in her licking and oral caresses, before diving back in.

"Did you do the editing, Chloe?"

"I did. I'm trying to learn editing before I start work on a documentary about the Madison Massacre. Everyone here helped immensely putting the Memorial together. The other actors in the film as well. Marty was the other guy, Yolanda, the black woman, is his semi-fiancée. Barbara, the dark haired beauty is Erin's girlfriend. She's lesbian, I guess Erin would be bi, unless she gives up cock totally, but she still wanted to fuck Matt, so she hasn't totally gone over to the dark side yet. I'm more lesbian, but Matt's been my friend since we first met, and I suppose I can tolerate his dick in the name of friendship and for fucking his girlfriend."

"Why semi-fiancée?"

"Marty's asked and bought the ring, but Yolanda wants him to grow up a little. He was doing his damndest to get Yolanda to fuck a woman and let him watch. They all got a one day dispensation in their relationship to turn Dianne into a slut."

Sophia closed her eyes and shuddered her way through another orgasm. When it ran its course, Sophia said, "That's enough, Dianne. I'm feeling quite sensitive now. Why don't you take care of Erin next.

"Yes, Miss Sophia." Dianne moved down to Erin. Erin wasn't wearing a dress, she had jeans on. She had no qualms about removing them or her g-string panties when Dianne was kneeling in front of her. Sophia noticed Erin was a natural redhead with a neatly trimmed muff. Given her fair skin and sprinkling of freckles, she wasn't surprised. She could easily see Erin kneeling between her feet and hoped she'd agree to a days slavery. Nor would Sophia mind dipping her tongue between her folds.

"So, Erin, I'd like to tell you that I consider myself bi-sexual as well, possibly leaning more favorably towards women. You're very attractive. I wondered if it was seeing Dianne surrender control and have such marvelous orgasms that made you consider doing the same thing."

Erin was feeling mellow with Dianne between her legs, plus the wine, so she was less guarded than she might normally be. "I think that plays a part in it. Surrendering control is quite scary though."

"What about it scares you?"

"Everyone seeing me. Not having any say it what happens to me."

"That's not quite true, Erin," Chloe said. "In a way, Dianne has the ultimate control. She can always stop it, no matter what it is. We didn't have a ton of rules before the Sunday event, and let's just call that Super Sunday from now on, no matter what the NFL says. But she was given two safe words, one Sprinkles, in which she was allowed to question anything that was happening; and which she used once to make sure she wasn't stepping on Matt's and Yolanda's toes when Marty began to fuck her face. She had Chocolate Sprinkles to stop the whole thing. She never used it. Our rules are more elaborate now since she's asked to make it permanent, but they're still rules we all agreed to."

"Why didn't she stop it then?" Erin asked.

"You want to field that question, Slut, if you can tear yourself away from Erin's liquid honey."

"I didn't want to," Dianne answered, before attacking Erin's sweet cunt again. Erin orgasmed Dianne assaulted her with such exacting relish.

"What about the punishments?" Erin said. "I imagine they hurt."

"I imagine they do. Mine certainly hurt when I got a spanking, but Dianne is climaxing half of the time she gets a punishment, so at least for her, they can't be that bad. I could give you one so you can see for yourself, or better yet, have Sophia give you one. You don't even have to remove anymore of your clothes. Your ass is already naked. Plus the orgasms Slut is giving you will increase your tolerance for pain."

"Have you given anyone a spanking before?" Erin asked Sophia.

"Forty swats to Dianne Saturday night after brief instruction from Chloe. That's the first time I've ever done it."

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but fuck, why not. You'll stop if I want you to stop, right?"

"Of course. I'm not vicious. Dianne, give Erin two more quick orgasms, then bring me that paddle I used on you Saturday."

"Yes, Miss Sophia."

In five minutes, Erin had her two orgasms. Dianne got up and got The Enforcer, bringing it to Miss Sophia. Erin looked at the instrument with trepidation. "Since you seem to enjoy your spankings, have you got any recommendations for me?"

"Would you please give the paddle to Erin, Miss Sophia?" Dianne asked.

Sophia freely surrendered it to Erin. "What am I supposed to do with it?"

"Hit yourself. You trust yourself not to hurt you, don't you? Smack your bare thigh."

Erin hit herself. "Bitch, that stings."

"Give it fifteen seconds." After the allotted time, Dianne asked. "How does it feel now?"

"It barely hurts, it's like warm, but not painful."

"Both Chloe and Sophia tested the paddle on themselves, before they used it on me. Chloe tested the spoon on herself before she used it on me. She knew how much it hurt and how much she could tolerate before she smacked me. Now, Sophia will be striking you more than once, so it's not like everything will feel better in fifteen seconds, but fifteen minutes afterward, you may have no problem sitting down. That paddle is light and won't bruise you. Striking yourself didn't make you feel like you needed to go to the hospital. You've probably stubbed a toe worse than that and you survived, no matter how much it stung.

"The submissive who told me about it, said that she found what she called sub space. I think I've entered it myself. It's a feeling of just floating for me. I'm aware that I'm being struck, I feel it, a sharp pain like you experienced, but it washes through me, the pain leaves relatively quickly, leaving warmth behind. I feel the warmth in my ass first, because that's where I'm being struck, but the warmth begins to spread. Since my cunt is so close, it seems to go there first. I feel myself liquify, and get wet, which is usually when I know an orgasm isn't far behind, especially if stimulation is applied to my clit. The warmth also spreads to my tits and nipples, even slowly to my neck and face.

"I believe it helps to enter sub space by thinking of other things. Don't think about the paddle, or your ass. Think about a picnic on a sunny day, or Barbara licking your cunt, or your favorite birthday or Christmas. Shove the present into your subconscious and put the memory in your conscious mind. Think of it, feel it, smell it, taste it, touch it. The pain stuck in your subconscious drifts away. That's as good as I can tell you. I'm studying to be an accountant, not an author."

"That's not a bad description. I'll see what I can do." Erin handed the paddle to Sophia. "Whack away."

"I'll make a deal with you, Erin," Sophia said. "The deal is this. Your safe word tonight is Red. If you say Red, and only Red, the spanking stops and you win. I will take you and Barbara to a nice restaurant and lick both your cunts to four orgasms apiece. Not in the restaurant, mind you, but my house afterward. As I spank you, if you feel like you can take one more swat, just one, don't say Red. After that one, if you think you can take one more, don't say Red. If you haven't said Red after thirty swats, I win. You will lick me to three orgasms as soon as your spanking is over. After which, I'm going to lick you to three, because I'm dying to see what you taste like and what you smell like."

"What makes you think I won't say 'Red' just to get a meal out of it?"

"You could, I suppose, but then you won't know if you're going to survive your day of slavery, and if it's just a meal you crave, I'll take you out anyway, although they'll be no cunt licking afterward unless it's something we all want to do together."

"That's a deal, and if I don't say Red, I'll do my day of slavery and put you in charge."

"Don't you want to know what it might entail first."

"Fuck, if it's anything like Dianne's I probably don't care."

"Similar, but you'll be fucking and sucking more cocks and more cunts."

"I've already got a bit of a reputation as a slut. A few more bodies won't make a difference, right Dianne?"

"Probably not, Erin. Probably not."

Erin placed herself over Sophia's legs. She received fifteen swats, at which time, Sophia fucked her with the handle. It only took a few seconds for Erin to orgasm with the fucking, so she'd been relatively close. She also withstood the second fifteen, never needing to say 'Red'. When it was finished, Erin got on her knees and gave Sophia her winning prize. Sophia took her prize as well, taking off her dress and getting into a sixty-nine with Erin. Dianne rode Matt while Chloe watched. Maybe being a Dominant wasn't just a role she'd chosen to play. Maybe it fit her all too well. She certainly was enjoying it.

Erin got ready to leave afterward and Chloe prepared some leftovers to take for Barb. Sophia said, "If you want a hint at what you're in for on your day of slavery, show up at Matt's apartment at seven on Thursday."

Erin grinned. "I'll be there," she said and left.

Sophia looked at Chloe with a gleam in her eye.

"Now, what was that you said about making me airtight and giving me a good ass fucking?" Sophia asked.

"I thought you'd never ask," Chloe said. "I need to cum and my slave has been busy with everyone else but me tonight, so you're going to get a righteous fucking and I'm just the girl to give it to you. Shall we adjourn to the bedroom? It has a lot more room for four bodies than the couch. Do you want to make a deal with me?"

"What's the deal?" Sophia asked.

"If it's the best ass fucking you ever had, you lick me to half a dozen orgasms. If it's not, you spank my ass like you did Erin's and I lick you to three."

"I'll make that deal."

Sophia paid up when she lost, but it was worth every lick.

******

Sophia stretched exuberantly when she woke up, the bed now empty. How in the hell could they fuck like that and still get up early. She padded into the kitchen where the three were eating breakfast, already showered. As usual, Dianne was naked. Sophia had hardly ever seen her not naked, so she was becoming used to it.

"I can't believe everyone is up, already."

"We're up because we have to be. Classes and whatnot," Matt replied.

"I don't want to move," Sophia said.

"That's because you fucked us all under the table," Chloe said.

"Me?"

"Hell yes, you. You're at your sexual peak. Matt is past his and Dianne and I haven't reached ours. We are young and resilient though, and used to cramming for an exam all night and getting up to take it. Lots of caffeine helps. You definitely fucked us under the table."

Sophia laughed. "You barely had time to instruct me on the finer points of Dominance."

"Considering what you did to Erin last night, you're grasping it fairly quickly, however, Dianne is getting tattooed on Friday evening. Since our primary sex toy will be out of commission," Chloe said. "We should have more time to talk. Matt and I will be wanting to keep a close eye on Dianne. She's being tattooed in a very tender place."

"Are you going to a tattoo parlor?"

"No, Alice makes house calls. We're doing it here," Matt replied.

"If you're willing, why not change location to my house. I can make you supper, and more importantly, I have bigger beds."

"We were going to invite Alice to spend the night," Chloe said. "She strikes me as a sexual firecracker. Are you willing to have another relative stranger spend the night?"

"If you trust her, why shouldn't I?"

"I have no reason to think she's anything but a nice, though tattooed and pierced, young woman," Chloe replied, "but we don't have loads of shit to steal. The most expensive piece of jewelry we have between us is Dianne's engagement ring from her first husband, and Robert was young and a soldier, so he didn't have a ton of money. Given you drive a Lexus and the house you're in, I'd be surprised if you didn't have twenty to thirty times more money invested in the jewelry you own than we have, plus silver and other fine things."

"I suppose you're right, but I was planning on having Erin's slave day thing at my house anyway. Catered food, expensive champagne, some new furniture I'm buying just for the occasion, so that's more strangers in my house, but I find, generally speaking, most people to be honest, decent people, and you're more likely to get ripped off by strangers than people you know and are friendly towards. Besides, you have more to lose than you think. I'd be surprised if all that computer equipment in the other bedroom isn't worth thirty grand. I was actually wondering if you were rich."

"Really. I didn't know," Chloe said. "It was given to me by a very rich woman, so I had no idea how much she spent. I recently got a nice chunk of change from the community theater for the last play I did. They gave me a percentage of the gate, but other than that, I doubt if I had two fifties to rub together."

"A lover? A sugar mommy?"

Chloe laughed. "Matt's mom's fiancée. She helped us a lot when Monica was killed. I think she singlehandedly got the Governor to declare April 15 as Monica Franklin Day in perpetuity. Except for the last few weeks, I haven't had much in the way of lovers since meeting Monica. Once she died, it felt like I wasn't going to have a special someone anymore, so I'm with a lot of special someones. Perhaps I'm fucking a lot to ease the pain. Fine, we'll invite Alice to your house, but we have to be back here by ten on Saturday morning. Matt's younger sister, Beth, is coming from Madison for the weekend to help me get the most out of my computer gear. She's a tech geek and I could use her assistance. I'm a theater major and what I knew about tech, you could have written on a small fingernail with a magic marker. I could work a TV and DVD player so I could watch movies. I'm having to teach myself everything."