SCOTT
I was mostly listening to the music as I drove, but it wasn't so loud I couldn't hear my former slaves talking in the back seat. Their getting wet comment didn't escape my notice, nor did many of the other comments they made regarding the nature of their recently ended slavery. It sounded as if they still wished to be sex slaves and would welcome the opportunity to become one again.
Both of them said they understood why it couldn't continue, but sounded as if they'd leap headlong into slavery if they could. Maybe I was doing the wrong thing once more, bringing them to Brianna's where they'd be surrounded by beautiful submissive slave girls as they'd once been. I almost thought of turning around and going back home, but no, I knew how much Julia was looking forward to seeing Zoe again and I did need the paperwork.
The drive seemed shorter than usual because I started to dread arriving and it always seems those things you want take forever to get here and the things you hate, are but an instant. We pulled into the gated compound and Zoe was waiting for us to arrive. She was naked, as most of Brianna's slaves were on the estate. Zoe's pregnancy was barely visible. If I didn't know about it, I could easily have missed it, a slight swelling of the abdomen. It would have been invisible under clothes. It wouldn't be long before Julia sported her own. I'd always liked Zoe and could have easily seen myself with her if she hadn't decided she was into girls. In a way, it was good she was because then I would never have met Julia and I couldn't imagine loving anyone more than I loved her.
"Hello, Scott, Julia. Welcome. I'm so glad to see you both again." She hugged us both. "And who might this be," Zoe said, indicating Lisa.
"This is our friend and neighbor, Lisa McManus," Julia replied.
"Lisa, I'm pleased to meet you. Did they warn you we were primarily nude here most of the time? I can put on clothes if you'd be more comfortable that way?" Zoe said, taking her hand.
"Julia told me you were a submissive to your employer, so I suspected there would be attire indicative of that. You don't have to put on clothes for me. I just came out of two weeks of sex slavery myself. Julia and I were submissive to Scott. It ended yesterday."
"Scott, you dog. You told me about Julia's slavery, not that you had another slave as well."
"It was ending," I said. "Didn't seem relevant for a short conversation."
She turned to Julia. "Does this mean you and Lisa have had sex together?"
Julia blushed. "It does."
"Did you enjoy your walk on the other side of the street?"
"I didn't hate it," Julia admitted. "It was just part of my subservience. Being a slave makes you quite hungry for sex."
"Doesn't it though," Zoe laughed. "I'm horny all the time, and I swear my pregnancy makes it worse."
"That brings up an unexpected bit of news," I said. "Julia informed me yesterday I'm going to be a father."
"Really? How marvelous for you both." Zoe hugged us again, whispering congratulations in my ear. "Listen, why don't we get the business out of the way first, then we can catch up. I know I have a lot of questions, and I'm sure you do too. Let's go sit down at the dining room table. If you haven't eaten, I'm sure there's still something to be had, even if it's just fruit and pastries."
I was hungry. We hadn't eaten before we left nor stopped on the way. "Lead the way," I said.
Zoe led us to the dining room table. A gorgeous, caramel colored black woman was clearing some of the food away. She was naked as well.
"Bon jour, Monsieur, Maîtresses," she said upon seeing us. "Can I get you anything? Coffee, tea, juice? I was making crepes today. I can make you some. I still have some batter left. Or we still have pastries and fruit; whatever you wish."
"Thank you...I'm sorry, your name is?"
"Chantelle, Monsieur."
"I'd love some crepes and coffee, Chantelle. Julia and Lisa, what would you like?"
"Have the crepes," Zoe suggested. "Chantelle is a world class chef. You won't be disappointed."
Lisa and Julia looked at one another and Julia said, "We'd both like the crepes as well, and some tea would be good for me." "Juice for me," Lisa said.
Chantelle nodded, saying "Very well," and disappeared in the kitchen.
Zoe started going over the paperwork. It was pretty straightforward. She told me to make sure I kept 51% of the company so I would always have control. No matter how much I liked and trusted Jerry, it was still my company and I should maintain it as such. Zoe had figured different prices for the company based upon how quickly Jerry purchased his shares as she said that unless there was a sudden crash in the housing market, my company was growing rather quickly and becoming more valuable over time. She calculated each percentage share as a portion of the expected value of the business. His 49% would be a lot cheaper to obtain if he purchased it all this year as opposed to chunk by chunk over the next several years. How much and when would be up to him.
Our discussion was interrupted when Chantelle returned with the crepes. The conversation died quickly.
"Oh my God," I said. "These things are heavenly. Thank you, Chantelle. They're melting on my tongue. What is it?"
"Smoked salmon and goat cheese crepes, Monsieur. They have a little garlic, baby spinach, red peppers, capers, and fresh dill is sprinkled on the top."
"Zoe wasn't kidding. You're a fantastic cook. I'm impressed. Are you Mistress Brianna's sex slave, too?"
"I used to be, Monsieur. I submit to Monsieur Sam now, and his wife, Marcia."
There was that Sam guy again. Who the fuck was he? I was starting to develop more and more questions for Zoe unrelated to business. It could wait until we finished anyway.
We went back to the paperwork in between bites of the food. I'd weigh three hundred pounds if I lived here and ate like this all the time.
It was all laid out with historical past growth and expected future growth. She said if Jerry got an attorney to look it over for him, his attorney could call with any questions, or Jerry himself could call. She'd be happy to answer any questions. She showed us all the places for our signatures and had marked them with tabs. There were a couple places Julia had to sign as she was nominally part owner in the business as well. Julia wasn't having any difficulty following along, so it would be clear to everyone.
"Any questions about the legal papers?" Zoe asked when we'd finished.
"Not about the papers, lots of questions about other things," I replied. "Who's the father again and did you undergo artificial insemination?"
"Oh, no. Did it the old fashioned way." She held up her left hand with a circle formed of her thumb and fore finger, and poked the finger of her other hand back and forth, mimicking the sex act.
"I thought you gave up men," I said.
"For everything but pregnancy, yes. Sam lives here now. Would you like to meet him?"
"I think I would," I said.
"Everyone's out by the pool," Zoe said. "I'll warn you, there are no clothes being worn there at the moment."
"Sounds like our Memorial Day party, Scott," Julia said.
"Yes, though I'm guessing it's like that almost all the time," I said.
"Pretty much 100% of the time," Zoe agreed.
"Before we go out there, could you tell us a little about him?"
"Of course. Sam and Mistress met at a BDSM convention in Las Vegas. Sam and Marcia lived in Florida at the time. They kept up a correspondence, and Mistress asked Marcia to model for the Nude for the Homeless benefit here in LA. They came out and stayed here for a few days during the time of the benefit during which Mistress got the permission of Marcia to have children with Sam. Marcia agreed she could because she couldn't give Sam children. Mistress had to consent to be Sam's submissive during their attempt at mating as Marcia felt more comfortable if Mistress had to submit. Their sex was productive and Mistress had twins. They came for the birth.
"During their second stay here, when Brianna delivered the twins, Marcia agreed Sam could father additional progeny if the slaves wished it. Monique, Adele and Ingrid became pregnant at that time. Riyuki became pregnant when we attended Sam and Marcia's going away party in Florida. Dorinda and I became pregnant two months ago. Only one other woman is interested in having children at this time, but she's undergoing counseling for a previous trauma and has not yet received clearance from the doctors. There's a chance someone else is the father of Monique's, Adele's and Ingrid's kids; there was another male participating in the stud farm, but it really doesn't matter. Sam will be the acting Dad regardless."
"Why the direct method of getting pregnant instead of in vitro fertilization?" I asked. "I thought you were done with guys?"
"You mean why fuck with a living, breathing person instead of lying on a cold metal table getting impregnated with a turkey baster?" Zoe asked.
"When you put it that way," I said, "maybe it's not so odd."
"Sam is a very nice man, as is his wife, Marcia. Chantelle, is also his slave. Sam knows we're all lesbian or bisexual, and he's always respected that. Every time he's been with one of us to procreate, he ensures there are also females present to put us more at ease and we enjoy it more. He knows we're in it for the kids and doesn't try to change us from what we are. The rest of the time, he leaves us alone and isn't pestering us for sex. Brianna wouldn't have invited them to live here if he didn't respect everyone's boundaries. Of course, with both Marcia and Chantelle to fuck, they keep him busy. He's actually been quite helpful in a lot of ways. Believe me, you'll like him. Be careful or you'll fall in love with his wife. She's as hot as molten lava. Everyone here loves her a little."
"Let's meet everyone then," I said.
Zoe took Julia's and Lisa's hand and led us out by the pool. Many naked women were cavorting in the water and there were five children. Brianna's twins looked to be over year old. There were three others who looked to be a couple months. The three youngest all seemed to be dining on fat nipples. The twins were crawling on a huge blanket set under a tented sunscreen, under the watchful eye of several people, one of whom was male.
"Shouldn't there be another baby?" I asked, counting in my head.
"You pay attention. She's asleep in the nursery, not feeling well today. Her mother is with her," Zoe said. "Let me introduce you to Brianna and the others."
Zoe led us under the awning and knelt at the feet of a lovely woman I recognized as Brianna.
"Mistress, these are my friends, Scott and Julia Rivers, and their friend, Lisa McManus. I believe you previously met, but it would be several years now, shortly after we moved here. Scott, this is my Mistress, Brianna Worth, her wife, Monique, slaves, Adele and Ingrid, our financial specialist, Sam Evans and his wife and slave, Marcia."
We were shaking the hands of each of the people as Zoe introduced us. As I shook Sam's hand, he said, "Thank God, more testosterone. I'm drowning in a sea of estrogen here," getting a quick laugh. Marcia was an incredibly beautiful woman. She had piercings in both of her nipples and it looked like she had a slave medallion hanging from a loop piercing of her outer labia. She looked like she could be a movie star, though I didn't remember seeing her in any movies or TV shows. She was kneeling by Sam's chair, sitting on her heels. They were holding hands. She said, "Any friend of Zoe's is a friend of ours. Please have a seat."
We all sat down and Brianna told Zoe she could take a seat as well. She gracefully rose and took a chair.
JULIA"Pleased to meet you again, Scott and Julia," Brianna said. "Zoe tells me Julia recently submitted to you as a sex slave.""It was a temporary thing," Scott replied. "I noticed Julia kept reading slavery romances and asked her if she'd like to try the real thing instead of just reading about it. So, we gave it three weeks to give her a taste of what slavery would be like. It ended yesterday.""How did you like it, Mistress?" Marcia asked me."I loved it," I replied. It felt odd being called Mistress. I'd been a slave for three weeks and now someone was calling me Mistress, just as I used to do as a slave when addressing a non-slave."They informed me when they arrived, Julia is expecting a child now." Zoe added. "Scott learned yesterday he's going to be a father for the first time. I'm guessing they might be having a baby a short time after I do. I also learned Julia was not the only one to have served as a slave. Lisa was also Scott's slave for a period of time."Everyone congr
SCOTTEveryone watched Lisa and Julia strip. They were fresh meat, I suppose. The women as interested in females as the males were.When Julia and Lisa went into the pool, Brianna said, "Scott, why the hell aren't those two still in collars? It sounds as if they want to be.""I couldn't do it anymore," I said."Do what?" Sam asked, "Be a Master?""Share my wife with other people," I replied."What do you mean?" Brianna asked."Part of Julia's slave fantasy was to be shared and used by other people. She's had sex with eight other men since she's been a sex slave. I couldn't watch her do it anymore.""What the fuck!" Marcia exclaimed, standing up. "Who's the fucking Master here?""Slave," Sam warned, "watch your mouth.""What? You know I'm right. This idiot has been topped from below," Marcia said. "He's no fucking Master!"Sam slapped Marcia's ass, hard. "Over my knee, now, slave. I won't say it again."Marcia immediately dropped over Sam's knees and he gave thirty of the hardest bare
JULIA"Julia, Lisa, could you come here, please.""Listen, Scott's calling," I said."What do you think he wants?" Lisa asked."Only one way to find out," I said.We got out of the pool and joined the people under the canopy. Scott was holding two collars. Just seeing him holding a collar again started arousing me. Everyone else was watching expectantly. Slaves started bringing out items for lunch. Salads, fruit, water, were being set up on a table under the other end of the canopy in bowls of ice."You both seemed reluctant to give up your slavery yesterday," Scott said. "I've been speaking to everyone here and they think I'm making a mistake by giving up two marvelous sex slaves. I'm reconsidering my position. Would you be willing to accept a collar again as my sex slaves?""Of course, sir," Lisa said."Are you sure, Scott?" I said. "You were very unwilling to continue yesterday. Now you know I'm pregnant, it seemed even more unlikely you'd want me to continue.""They made some very
SCOTTI didn't quite understand what Sam intended doing. The fact Zoe trusted him did mean something to me, so I was willing to consider playing along until I found out what he was doing. Calling my wife and friend to me, I asked them if they were willing to accept my collar again. Lisa jumped right in. Julia was more hesitant and questioned me, not understanding why I'd change my mind in the space of a day. I found an answer she was willing to accept. She knelt at my feet again, as did Lisa. My heart leapt when they both knelt, yet I couldn't foresee changing my mind. I put collars around both their necks, then I gave her to Sam as he'd requested.Both were startled at the sudden change, their eyes growing wide. As their Master, I was entitled to do so and they'd just agreed to their submission. Julia was the more panicked of the two, immediately pointing out she couldn't stay. Sam had an immediate answer. She would make it to her doctor's appointment and he'd still have time to fuck
JULIAWhen we'd finished fucking, the other slaves were eager to hear all about it. They dragged us back to the pool Lisa and I were prodded to tell them everything about our Master and the sex we had. Being lesbians, they were interested in whether Lisa and I were allowed to pleasure each other in addition to our Master. We both admitted we had engaged in sapphic love with each other as well as other women. We said neither of us had been with a woman before we'd started our slavery."Perhaps we could have sex together before you leave," Zoe said to both of us. "We could go to my room now if you were still interested in sex.""As a slave, I'm always ready for sex. Last Monday was the first time I can remember going to bed not wanting to fuck some more. It would be up to our Master," I told her. "We're not allowed to orgasm without his permission. Does your Mistress impose restrictions on your orgasms?""Not when we're not serving her directly," Zoe said. "Since there are so many of us
SCOTTI woke up on Sunday morning, two naked slaves on either side of me, sleeping soundly. So, I suddenly had two slaves again. I can't say I was disappointed, as long as I didn't have to share them any more. It was my fault for confusing Julia's reading material with what she actually wanted. To think part of the reason she'd so enjoyed sex with the men I put her with was because I'd given her to them. Doing so had allowed her to enjoy them freely.It was clear we had a lot we had to decide and do when we got home. I was thankful we'd come here and some sense had finally been knocked into me. Sam was a lot like myself, thinking much the same as I did. Having two gorgeous slaves who he loved and wanted for himself. He wasn't afraid to share them with women but unwilling to share with other men.Naturally, waking up between two lovely naked slaves, led to some great morning wood. I was facing Julia, so by partially lifting one leg and placing it over my hip, I was able to slide into h
JULIAThat is how I found myself over Sam's lap undergoing a spanking and licking the cum from Marcia's cunt a second time. She won both contests."You understand you must keep from having an orgasm as long as you can once we start fucking?" Master asked."Yes, Master, I understand. You know how difficult it is for me to keep from climaxing?""I do understand. I witnessed Sam spank Marcia's ass yesterday and it was a very hard spanking. If you lose, he'll be spanking yours thirty times. Perhaps it will give you incentive to hold out.""Yes, Master.""Sam, for the contest, should the slave be facing out or facing in?" Master asked."Your choice," Master Sam replied."Let's have the slave facing outward," Master said. "May the slave or Master help the slave in cumming for the second contest?""Like rubbing the clit or something?" Sam asked."Yes.""Your choice again," Sam replied. He seemed very confident to me. Of course, Marcia had been his slave for close to three years, though never
SCOTTI'd learned more in this one weekend at Brianna's than in three weeks of Julia's slavery and all the books of hers I'd read. I had my two slaves again, fucking one and sending the other with my old girlfriend to fuck. Strange. Lisa had cum like crazy, the recommendations of Sam and Marcia working as they'd said. I finally squirted my cum up her cunt, climaxing for the fourth time this young day."Scott, why don't you come out by the pool while we wait for lunch," Brianna said. "I imagine you'll have to leave afterward. It's a long drive to Fresno. If there are any further questions you might have of us, we'll be happy to answer all that we can.""Thank you, Brianna. I appreciate the offer."We all wandered outside by the pool, the lovely female bodies slipping into the pool, wet and utterly awesome. I sent Lisa to join them. Monique was under the shade again, closely watching the five older children with, I believe it was Adele. Riyuki was feeding Hideko, her little mouth latche