SCOTT
Everyone 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 handed swats I'd ever seen anyone receive. Her ass was flame red before he'd reached ten. She never cried out, receiving all thirty stoically. Nobody else said 'boo' or even paid much attention to a slave being punished.
"She insulted you, Scott," Sam said, finishing up. "You can give her another thirty if you want."
"You just spanked her," I said.
"That was for not heeding my warning to watch her mouth. She deserves more for criticizing a Master which is not and never will be within her allowed behaviors. I mean it. Give her another thirty for sassing you. Get over his lap, slave."
She got up from Sam's lap and placed herself over mine and I was staring at the most beautiful ass I'd ever seen. If there was such a thing as perfection, I was looking at it. I thought Zoe's ass was great. This one was better. Her bottom was bright red from Sam's spanking. I looked up at Sam and he nodded his head. I started spanking her.
"Harder," Sam said.
I spanked her harder. She still didn't speak or cry or sob, absorbing each of my spanks in silence. Halfway through, she choked out a "Master, I need to cum. May I cum please?"
"Can she cum, Scott?" Sam asked.
"No, she can't," I said.
"There's your answer, little slave," Sam said. "You may not cum."
Marcia moaned. Thereafter she started squirming delightfully over my legs as she tried to avoid climaxing. I finished the spanking and she crawled to her Master. Her bottom was a dark red.
"Say you're sorry to Scott, slave," Sam said.
"I apologize for my rudeness, Master Scott. It was uncalled for."
"I'll accept your apology," I said.
"Marcia is only a part-time slave and sometimes her regular employment pops through her slave persona and she speaks her mind," Sam said. "It needs to be corrected immediately."
"What's her job?" I asked.
"Deputy Sheriff for Los Angeles County," Sam said, tousling her hair.
Okay, that was a new one on me. I'd just spanked a deputy sheriff for the first and probably only time in my life.
"A deputy sheriff?" I said. "I'm not going to be arrested now, am I?"
Sam laughed. "She's not working and she earned that spanking, so no, you won't. She did raise a good point though, despite the politically incorrect way she raised it. Why don't you tell us how you put your wife into sexual servitude and what happened that you don't want to keep her there? Especially since it seems like two beautiful slaves for the price of one deal."
Why not share the story. "I noticed Julia reading a lot of the same romance novels all the time, primarily sex slave or reverse harem novels. Alien abduction or paranormal romance primarily, though some other types of things as well. I read some of her novels and thought it might be a good thing for her to experience sex slavery for real. Perhaps the reality wouldn't live up to the fantasy, but at least she'd know. I think I've made a mistake introducing her to it now."
"I'm not a reader of romance novels," Sam said. "What's reverse harem?"
"Many men sharing a single woman, instead of one man having many wives and concubines. It kind of negates the biological and physiological deficiencies of male reproduction."
"Hence why lesbianism is preferable to women than heterosexuality," Brianna stated matter of factly.
"If you don't love cock, Mistress," Marcia stated, just as certainly.
"And these romance novels were the only source of your understanding of dominance/submission and sex slavery?" Sam asked.
"I read one Gor novel, too, which really isn't a romance novel."
"No contemporary BDSM books, no how-tos, nothing like that?" Sam inquired.
"No. That was pretty much it," I replied.
"Did your wife have a safe word?" Brianna asked.
"Yes. I figured there had to be some way for Julia to opt out of her slavery if the reality wasn't meeting her expectations," I answered.
"With the exception of the John Norman Gor novel, all of the romances were by women authors? In none of the reverse harem books, the multiple men were ever upset or jealous at having to share their woman?" Sam asked again.
"No, not in any of the ones I read."
"Fantasy is right," Sam laughed. "I'm sure there are some men out there who won't mind sharing a woman they love, but none of the men in my experience would ever fit that description. I've shared Marcia two and a half times with other men. One was kind of a hall pass experience which she earned by sharing me with a model on my hall pass list, and the other person who came with her. The other one was a former police partner who was dying so I had no expectation he would ever become competition for her love. Both of them bothered the hell out of me. And you've let your wife have sex with eight other men? No wonder you don't want her to be a sex slave anymore. I wouldn't either if I believed I had to keep sharing my wife. You do realize that if you're the Master, your slave can't have sex with anyone you don't want her to, don't you?"
"Intellectually, I know it, but it was part of her fantasy, which is what I was trying to give her. It's not her fantasy anymore if I try to restrict her sex to just me. It becomes my fantasy now, not hers."
"I'm sorry for my earlier outburst, Master Scott," Marcia said. "I didn't realize the nature of your dilemma, but are you sure your wife's fantasy is to have sex with other people? Are you sure she wouldn't be happy with just you as her Master? I'm a total slave, but I'm not in this to have sex with other people; it's more the act of submission to my Master. If he chooses to share me with other people, it's within his prerogative, but except for a few women who my Master might also have sex with, I'm not having sex with anyone else and I'm perfectly content."
"It's the types of books she was reading."
"I try not to confuse the inner workings of a mental fantasy world with real life, Scott" Sam said. "People enjoy science fiction, yet realize it is speculative fiction. Some women fantasize about being raped, but would never want to be raped in real life. There are a few people I've met who I might have happily murdered, including just about everyone who slept with my first wife, and I could probably add her to the list too, but it stayed there, in my head, not out in real life. I would suggest a test to you if you're willing."
"What kind of test?"
"A test of what they want out of their slavery. Do either Julia or Lisa work?" Sam asked.
"No."
"Is there any reason they couldn't stay here for say, three weeks?"
"Our first ultrasound is on Wednesday, but I'm not going to leave them here for three weeks," I replied.
"Of course not. I don't want you to, but I want both of them to think they might have to stay here," Sam said. "Is there any reason they would reject you putting them back into slavery? Would they readily agree to be enslaved again?"
"I doubt they'd reject it. They both wanted to continue their slavery when it ended yesterday."
"Marcia and Zoe, give me your collars. We're going to try an experiment. Scott, I want you to re-enslave them, and if they're agreeable to being sex slaves again, say you're giving them to me for three weeks. I won't actually take them, but I'll treat them as if I am going to accept them and question them as if I am. We'll find out a whole bunch about what your slaves really want out of their slavery."
I looked at Zoe, the only person I really knew here. "Do it, Scott," she said. "Sam is an honorable man. He won't harm or even touch either of them. You can trust him to do what is right."
"I promise I won't, Scott," Sam said, "although I may have Zoe and Marcia touch them, if you have no objection. You want to know what Julia and Lisa want out of their submission, this is the way to find out. If, as I suspect, you're wrong about Julia's reason for submission, you'll have two delectable slaves back to keep and cherish and never share again if you don't want to. I certainly have no desire to share mine except with other women."
"Okay," I said. I was going to trust Zoe, even if I didn't know squat about Sam.
Zoe and Marcia had removed their collars and were holding them in their hands. "Give your collars to Scott, slaves, you'll get them back soon," Sam said. They handed me the two collars. "Marcia, please tell Chantelle to go along with anything we suggest to her. Go ahead, Scott. Call your slaves over and collar them."
I shouted out, "Julia, Lisa, could you come here, please."
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
JULIAIt was so odd to be fucking someone Master had fucked when he was in college. There was something wickedly delicious to be licking the cunt of Master's old girlfriend. When they knocked on Zoe's door to announce dinner, we were in the midst of a sixty-nine close to cumming. Of course, we ignored the summons so we could cum, and it was so good, we had to go for another after it, and one more after that. When we arrived, everyone was halfway through the meal. Zoe hurried to her Mistress and I hurried to my Master. Lisa already had taken a place on Master's lap. It was expected, I guess, even though it was my turn. I hadn't been there when everyone sat down to dinner. I grabbed a cushion and knelt beside my Master.My day took a distressing turn for the worse when Brianna offered him the cock sucking services of Zoe in return for her monopolizing my time this morning. Master accepted her offer and had to relinquish Lisa from his lap in order to give Zoe access to his cock. He gave
SCOTTI was shocked as hell when Julia said she wanted to be branded. I couldn't imagine applying white hot metal to her beautiful skin and listen to it sizzle and watch it smoke. The thought of it disturbed me, yet she was so sure it was something she wanted to do; that somehow, it would prove beyond all shadow of a doubt she was mine and mine alone and forever would be. Merely the declaration she'd be willing to do it made my heart pound. It seemed something unequivocal in her declaration of love and submission.She asked me a second time if I'd fucked Marcia. I answered her question once, though when she made her point in asking a second time, I could see the distinction between the two answers. If I'd fucked Marcia behind Sam's back, it wouldn't have been an honest answer. I had no intention of fucking anyone behind someone's back, but my answer could have been clearer.I found both Marcia and Chantelle attractive; there was no denying they were sexy as hell. Goodness, all the wom