025

JULIA

The poker game was held at our house on Thursday. The players were served by naked slaves once again, though only food and drink, no sex. When asked why my slave couldn't be used by the players again, they were told my slave was being punished and not allowed to have sex. Regina seemed the most upset by the news.

"Just because she's being punished is no reason we should suffer," Regina said.

"You had a slave, Regina," I said. "One who would have done anything you asked. You didn't want a slave. You sent him away. My slave is mine and not available to be your fuck toy every time you desire it."

"Perhaps I'm rethinking my position, but maybe I'd like a female slave instead of a male."

"Then you may find your own. This one is mine and will do as I say, not you."

"Can't you talk some sense into her, Scott?"

"Not regarding her property," Master said. "She is attempting to make allowances for the slaves sexual preferences, which are female."

"Don't tell me you're not fucking this prim