A Taste of Slavery Ch. 15

"With who?" Sarah asked.

"Her two slaves, Rose and Slut," I said.

"She's got a slave named Slut?" Sarah asked.

"It's not her real name, obviously," I said. "Her Mistress gives her the name when she misbehaves, which is apparently quite often, because we've never heard any other name. Slut likes to be punished. I believe she misbehaves on purpose so her Mistress will punish her. That is not the oddest news, however. Mistress Dark has discovered Ron is both a submissive and a male leaning bisexual. He likes cock. Mistress Dark is guessing these important bits of information might be what's making his and Regina's marriage on the rocky side. So, we need additional food for five people, meat, sides, chips, beverages, and pick up more desserts. We should have enough extra booze around the house. I want Julia and Lisa to go out and purchase the stuff in their outfits of the day. Obviously, we now have six slaves, maybe seven, if you count Ron, who's being turned out tomorrow. And Julia, Rose will be expecting you to make good on your agreement. I believe it was two hours, wasn't it?"

"Yes, Master, it was."

"I'm not sure if you'll have time for a straight two hours. It might have to be broken up or perhaps I'll send you there again when I'm working next week. I intend on you being a very busy slave tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

"Do you need me to do anything, Scott?" Sarah asked.

"I'd like to bounce some more ideas off you if I may."

"Of course."

"Get going slaves. Pick up something at the deli for supper tonight. Let me see what you look like before you leave. I want to know what delicious creatures I'm setting loose on the world."

"Yes, Master," Julia replied.

They went to put on their clothes. In ten minutes they came back. Julia was wearing a backless dress so low in the back it showed the top two inches of her ass crack and the front was deeply cut at the cleavage and narrow at the sides and very thin material. Her naturally hard nipples would poke out, and her breasts would swing loosely in the front, with both front and back clearly showing there was no underwear to be found. Lisa was wearing thigh high red stockings with a black mini dress which came about four inches below her crotch and a red translucent top which showed the shape and outline of her breasts and her areolae and nipples were dark enough to show through. I was certain there would be some wives whose eyes would be shooting daggers at the two whores in the store.

"You both look captivating, like perfect sex slaves," I said. "I couldn't be prouder of how you look."

They both did a small curtsy. I laughed.

"It's almost criminal you sending them out like that," Sarah said. "Half the male population will be walking around with boners."

They left and I was alone with Sarah.

"Before you say anything," Sarah said, "I don't think you can go ahead with your plan to make your slaves think they're having sex with their parents."

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"I was talking to Julia last night..." She noticed the look I was giving her and said, "Yes, we fucking talked. Even women have to rest sometime." I smiled at her. "You shit. Anyway, as I was saying. Getting them to think they might be fucking their parents might result in mind blowing orgasms, but there's also a chance it will emotionally fuck them both up, put an immediate end to the fun and games, and eventually end your splendid marriage. My personal opinion and I could be wrong, but the risk doesn't match the reward, even if I am wrong. If you remember their conversation this morning of how emotionally distraught they'll be as nude slaves in front of their parents, that should be a hint as to how devastating it would be to think they're having sex with them. On the other hand, being that emotionally charged just being nude means they'll be even more so if they're fucked in front of them. So if you, or one of your twisted, kinky friends were to slip the sausage to them while the parents are looking on, the orgasms should be just as powerful without the mental land mines."

I thought about what she said. It made a lot of sense. The risk/reward ratio did seem to be out of proportion to what I hoped to accomplish, and making them have sex with others in front of their parents might do much the same thing without the risk.

"I believe you're right," I said. "I hadn't looked at it quite that way."

"So what did you want to bounce off me?"

"Adding a lot of other slaves to the mix may be confusing the logistics. My original intent was to auction the slaves off to a pair. With three slaves and seven people, I was thinking two people could pool their money and buy a single slave to have for an hour or two. It would have created the opportunity for my slaves to serve multiple Masters. Even the poorest poker player might participate by pooling with the best. I was thinking I could sit it out. But even if Mistress Dark and her two slaves don't stay for the poker, losing Ron as a player and possibly gaining him as a slave changes the odds dramatically, although I don't know if anyone but Regina would bid on Ron as a slave. Now we're down to six players and four slaves, five including Ron. Can you afford a $150 buy in?"

"No, and I don't play poker anyway. I'm more a bridge kind of card player, not a gambler."

"So, regardless, two of the slaves won't have to serve two Masters, which might be disappointing to them. It seems to be one of the attractions of being a sex slave."

"You mentioned playing some other game before the poker started. What did you have in mind?"

"I have some sex dice. Each of the slaves would be a slave station. Every one there would go to each of the slave stations and the slave and player would roll their dice and the dice would determine what the slave and player would do to each other, and for how long. Both the slave and player would each have to do what their dice said. You would go to each slave station three times, rolling a different set of dice each time. One dice is an action to be taken, one a body part for the action to be taken upon, the third die is regular and would time the action from one to six minutes. The first set of dice is relatively innocuous, involving things like kissing, rubbing and massaging. The second set of dice is sexier and the third involves penetration the possibility or anal or vaginal penetration."

"You don't need money to play, do you?"

"No, not for the dice."

"I'd like to play that game for sure. Sounds like something everyone could do, even the parents, as long as they don't play at their children's slave station."

"You're right. I thought we would be waiting for the non-players to go, but there's no reason we can't involve everyone who wants to play in that game. There would now be seven slaves, including one male which the women might like if they don't like girls. What about you? Would you go to every slave station?"

Sarah laughed. "I'm in this deep. I might as well play it out to the end."

"I like it. Every slave would get used multiple times by multiple people."

"I have a possible resolution to the other problem you mentioned," Sarah said. "The poker game issue. If you don't think anyone but Regina would bid on Ron, don't sell him after the poker game. I can make use of him if Regina has no objection. I could use an influx of cock to remind me I'm still hetero. You said the bidders would purchase the slave for one or two hours. Sell two of the slaves for single use for the first hour, and two for multiple use. The second hour, sell the two slaves sold for single use to multiple users, and the first two sold for multiple for single use. Over the course of two hours, the slaves will be sold to a single user and a double user and serve up to three different people."

"That's brilliant. I'll tell the players to double their buy in, because they will need to bid twice."

"During the early part of the day when everyone is eating, you might want to do something similar to what you originally planned. Bind two of the many slaves on your bondage contraption for thirty minutes apiece for their use by anyone, any hole, excepting any parents. The slaves will all end up well used during the day. I doubt any of them would have a complaint by the end of the evening."

I kissed her. "Sarah, you're amazing. You've got a Mistress mentality. You might want to consider finding your own slave to play with when this is over."

"I've been thinking about it," she said. "It might be kind of fun. Can you show me the dice you intend to use for the dice game. I'd like to see what's involved."

"No problem," I replied. "I'll get them now. I'd like it to be a surprise for the slaves."

I went into the house and brought them out, and showed them to Sarah.

"These are the slaves dice, and these are the players dice," I said. "There's a mild set to get things started; a wilder set, to heat things up; and a finishing set to top things off. The mid-level set is the same for both, but the mild and finishing sets are different for both slave and player."

"What's in the slave set?" Sarah asked.

"Die one is to lick, kiss, suck, massage, rub or touch and die two is the body part; lips, chest, genitals, back, thighs or neck. The mid level set is to lick or kiss, tease, suck on, rub or stroke, use toy or your choice of any of the above; the neck, chest, vagina or cock, anus, thighs or a choice of any of the above. It's the throwers choice, since they're both using the same set of dice. The real naughty set for slaves is to fuck, stroke or tease, kiss, suck or finger, massage or givers choice of the above; the lips or neck, chest and stomach, penis or vagina, back, thighs or ass, or any of the above receivers choice."

"How do you fuck a chest or stomach or back for that matter?" Sarah asked.

"If it's a woman slave, a titty fuck for chest/stomach. If it was a guy, just rub against his stomach. I suppose it's the same with the back; rub it with your cock or cunt if it ends up being the back. Obviously, it's not the choice you hope the dice comes up with. I think the back is mostly there for stroking/teasing, and massage, although I guess kissing isn't out of the question. Sucking back doesn't make much sense either."

"What if the back included the ass, and the thigh remain just thighs. I mean you can fuck thighs or females can rub themselves against a thigh. I let a boy fuck my thighs once when he didn't have a condom."

"I like your thinking," I said, making a note. "For the non-slave dice, which is what you'd be since you're not a slave, the mild dice have you licking, kissing, sucking, nibbling, squeezing, touching; the ears, lips, penis or vagina, nipples, ass or boobs, or thighs. The only difference is it specifically includes the ass or boobs and drops the back and says nipples instead of chest. So two ways to play with the boobs area and one to play with an ass. The finale dice say you may kiss, touch or fondle, lick or suck, bite or slap or spank, finger or stroke, and rub your pussy or cock on; face or neck, lips, chest or nipples, ass, pussy or cock or wild card, which is any of the above. I thought it was good to include biting, slapping, or spanking when dealing with a slave, whereas the non-slave may not want slapping or spanking. Slaves would be used to it. I expect the players to do their bit with the slave first, then the slaves to do their things to the non-slaves. That way, it could end with a fucking."

"That does sound like a lot of fun," Sarah said. "Lots of foreplay leading to a big finale."

"You can skip any slave station you wanted to for any reason, such as familial relationship or gender identity, but once you throw the dice at a station, you're committed. The slave is committed regardless. Or let's say you were willing to play the first couple rounds, but didn't want to commit to intercourse, you could play the first couple rounds and then opt out."

"Even if you opt out of intercourse, you can still end of sucking cock or licking cunt."

"Still some people make the distinction. The distinction may not fit any legal description, but it does make a difference emotionally to some people, me included. Remember when Clinton said, 'I did not have sex with that woman,' talking about Monica Lewinsky even though she'd sucked his cock. I felt more comfortable with Julia sucking cock or licking cunt than I did if she was fucked in the cunt or ass. It was easier letting her be white silk than red. I realized it's still intimate relations, but less emotionally devastating to me."

"Since you mentioned sex toys, do you have any besides the Slave Trainers?"

"I only have a vibrating anal plug," I said.

"I have a vaginal vibrator I can donate to the cause, but I think you should have several, some specialized for the anus and not too big if they've never done anal, and some for the cunt, maybe a penis sleeve for males and nipple vibrators."

"I'll call Mistress Dark," I said. "She has a wide selection she sells and she can bring some with her when she comes."

"So anything else you wanted to chat about?"

"No, actually that covered all the problems I was seeing. Let me put the dice away for now, then I'll text the players about the increased buy in, and Mistress Dark again about more toys."

Which is exactly what I did. I put the dice away, then texted the players to double their buy in because they'd now have four red silk slaves to bid on, for an hour of use each time and at least once as a partner with someone else. I got a lot of excited responses to that piece of news. Jerry asked who the new girl was and I told him it was another employee at Gwen's store. I wondered if he thought she might be the sex slave he was thinking of attaching to himself.

I also called Rose again and said I'd be texting a list to Mistress Dark of items I needed her to bring. I wanted six vibrators which could be used on vaginas and clits, three anal vibrators of a size to be used on anal virgins, one penis sleeve and a couple of nipple vibrators. She said she'd give Mistress Dark the message and thanked me for inviting them and sharing my slave with her. I told her my slave would pay her debts for Rose's generous agreement to be used by me.

"As Mistress said, Master; I could not refuse you once the timers went off. Once you learned of it, I thought my agreement null and void."

"It was a good faith agreement on your part. I do not resent your use of my slave in the slightest although you might not get all two hours tomorrow. It's going to be a busy day."

"Thank you, Master."

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"I would not be unhappy to serve you once again, Master."

"Thank you. You'll be happy to know there will be other women here for you to pleasure as well, not just men."

"You're most kind to think of me, sir."

I went back to the hot tub with Sarah and we conversed on a variety of subjects for the next half hour. My slaves returned and after they undressed and put away food, we sat down to dinner. The girls had purchased a beef bourguignon and noodles and we had salad to go with it. This time I had Julia on my lap and Sarah fed Lisa. I hadn't spent much time with my wife the last day, so I was enjoying her sitting on my lap and feeding her. We frequently kissed and I played with her lovely body parts often, giving her two orgasms during supper.

I finally thought to ask about their shopping experience. Julia looked at Lisa and they burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"Apparently we were mistaken for ladies of the night, Master," Julia said.

"We were propositioned three times while we were there, sir," Lisa said. "Twice singly and once together. An older gentleman offered two thousand dollars if we would both go home with him."

"We told them all we weren't prostitutes, but merely liked dressing provocatively," Julia said. "One of the young guys didn't believe it, so he offered more money; five hundred for one of us. I had to tell him my husband would be very disappointed in me if I accepted his offer. He thought I lied until I showed him my wedding ring."

"He asked why her husband would let her dress like a slut" Lisa said, "and Julia said it was better than wearing nothing which was her only other alternative as her husband liked her in minimal clothes so he could fuck her at any time without any effort, such as removing undergarments or panty hose. He finally left us alone, but he seemed quite frustrated."

I laughed, but reminded them if others were too persistent, not to take chances and call me or at least get someone else to walk them to the car. Some guys didn't like being told no and would take matters in their own hands if they thought they could get away with it.

"Yes, Master. Of course. We should have thought of it. Fortunately, one of the baggers did go with us to the car, I think because he didn't want to stop looking."

"It is a risk of looking sexy," Sarah said, "although even older, less attractive women get raped. Rape is a power game, not a sex game."

We finished up supper, cleaned up and I told Sarah she had her choice of slaves once again.

"I'll let you have your delightful wife, Scott while I take the other one for the night. It will be as interesting to see if she delights me as much as your wife did."

"We may not have a lot of time tomorrow for punishments. Keep that in mind when you decide whether or not you'll let your slave cum when she needs to."

"When do you anticipate being able to drop me off back at the trail?" Sarah asked.

"I have to work on Tuesday, so Julia and Lisa will have to drop you off. It can be anytime all of you get up and are ready to go."

"In that case. I'll reserve the right to punish her for any infractions committed tonight, on Tuesday before we leave."

I smiled at her. "Keep in mind they may be well used tomorrow and various parts of their bodies may have more difficulty tolerating pain on Tuesday."

"An interesting experiment in itself," Sarah said. Lisa looked worried. "But I'll make sure her body is flooded with endorphins before we punish her." Lisa looked relieved. Endorphins meant she would be cumming frequently.

"A glass of wine while we watch a little TV or we talk while our slaves satisfy us?" I asked.

"That would be lovely," Sarah said. "Do you by any chance have HBO Now? I was watching 'Game of Thrones' when I started my trek, but only saw the first episode before hiking. I'd like to catch up."

"Of course," I replied. "Julia, why don't you get things ready while I pour us some wine." Julia left for the living room to turn on the TV. "What would you like to drink? I've got Cabernet, Sauvignon, Pinot Noir, Pinot Grigio, and Shiraz."

"Something light, with sweet notes."

"The Pinot Grigio then." I got the bottle and opened it, allowing it to breathe while I got the glasses.

"Thank you, Scott. In case we don't have much time tomorrow or before you go to work on Wednesday, I also wish to thank you for your hospitality, inviting me into your home and extending me the use of your slaves. It's been an entirely unexpected break in my trip and one which has been very surprising. It has taught me a lot about myself I did not know before. You've been very generous in your cordiality. I could not have imagined this."

"You're welcome. I'm glad you're enjoying your stay. It's been a pleasure having you as our guest, isn't that right, Lisa?"

"Yes, Master."

I poured the wine into four glasses, giving two to Sarah and carrying two myself. We went into the living room where Julia knelt, waiting for us with the start of episode two queued on the TV. I sat down in my favorite chair while Sarah sat on the couch.

"Julia, start the episode and then I want you to seduce me with the best blow job you can. You may have your wine after I cum."