A Taste of Slavery Ch. 26

"Thank you, Master," we both said at once and I laughed again.

So while Jerry finger fucked his slave to a screaming orgasm, I did the same to Lisa with my mouth. The first one took almost no time at all. My tongue barely rasped over her protuberant clit and she spasmed, sending a spate of her fluids onto my tongue, warm and salty. The second one took slightly longer, but Lisa was worked up in anticipation and I was becoming quite good at giving her pleasure. She climaxed again shortly after Reneé did and with as much noise. When I finished, I glanced at Janet to see what she thought of our little performance. I don't believe she was conscious of what she was doing, but her hand was rubbing lightly on the outside of her suit over her pussy. She saw where I was looking, realized what she was doing and hastily pulled her hand away. Poor woman. She didn't realize how freeing it was to finally surrender to her sexuality. I backed away from Lisa; she'd had her two orgasms.

Master continued with his explanation. "Jerry, 'The Enforcer' stings like a bitch. I suggest you hit yourself on the leg a few times to get a feeling for how much it hurts. You need to understand how painful it is. You will not strike Reneé with anything like full force. When you have struck yourself as hard as you feel you can stand, it gives you a starting point for how hard you might paddle Reneé's bottom. I'll generally give my slaves another orgasm about halfway through their spanking of thirty strokes. Somewhere about fifteen or twenty strokes. I'll demonstrate on Lisa."

Master hit his own thigh until he found the force he was willing to use, then began spanking Lisa's delectable ass. Lisa gasped with the first one, as we usually did because the sting was so sudden, but quieted down as she grew accustomed to it. As he swatted her bottom; slow, deliberate strokes, he continued speaking.

"It's important to keep an eye on your slave. It's okay if she cries, or screams suddenly, or her body wriggles, but pay attention. You never want to strike her so hard she's forced to use her safe word. You can slow down, speed up, cut back the force, but never increase it from what you started off with. Her bottom is becoming increasingly inflamed and sore, and a blow of exactly the same force will hurt proportionately more than the last one. It's also a good idea to keep moving the location from side to side and up and down."

Of course, as he was speaking, he was also demonstrating and Lisa's backside was turning a familiar shade of red. Both Jerry and Reneé were watching intently, as was Janet. Lisa's moans were as much of pleasure as they were pain. Master stopped after twenty and fucked her with the handle of the Enforcer. Lisa screamed through another orgasm. When she did, Reneé quickly begged Jerry for permission to cum as well and given permission, climaxed merely from watching. She was going to be a very good slave. She might as well bond to Jerry now rather than wait a month.

Janet watched with wide eyes as both slaves climaxed. Master finished the paddling and left a panting Lisa hanging while he handed the Enforcer to Jerry to start on Reneé. While Jerry began by testing it out on himself as Master suggested, I asked Janet if she wanted to touch Lisa's ass to feel how warm it was.

"May I?" She asked.

"Of course. You should understand completely if you want to watch."

She reached out and put four fingers lightly on Lisa's red bottom, lowering them to the palm, her hand spread over Lisa's cheek. Lisa whimpered.

Janet snatched her hand away, thinking she'd somehow hurt her.

"That was a whimper of pleasure, not pain," I said, and she tentatively put her hand back to feel it again. "Put your hand on her back or thigh so you can feel the difference in temperature between the spanked and unspanked parts," I suggested. Janet slid her hand down Lisa's ass to her thigh and back up, noting the temperature difference. Reneé's spanking was starting, but we ignored it for the moment.

"It's amazing," she whispered, "the difference."

"Yes. When I'm spanked on the ass, the heat seems to spread from my bottom to my pussy as if the heat spreads. My cunt feels as warm as my buttocks do. Master loves to fuck us afterward, to feel the heat of our bottoms and cunt after a spanking. Do you want to cum again?" I ask Lisa.

"Please, yes," she answers.

"Ask Master for permission."

"Master, your slave begs for permission to cum again," Lisa pleads.

"Julia, take care of it for me," Master said, still monitoring Reneé's punishment.

"Do you want to do it," I ask Janet, "make her cum?"

"No, I couldn't."

She doesn't yet understand the needs of slaves, or she might not be so hesitant to grant a poor slave relief. I push three fingers into Lisa's cunt and she orgasmed, moaning. When her climax ends, I lick the renewed fluids from her cunt and my fingers. We both turn our attention to the other slave.

Reneé is dancing at the end of her tether. She's crying softly, but she's not used her safe word. Master suggests another orgasm might be in order at this point. Jerry stops her spanking and uses the handle to bring her off. She surrenders to a gasping, moaning, powerful orgasm that ripples through her body for several minutes. Oh, how I envy her. I would give anything to be hanging in her place. Janet is so surprised by the pleasure Reneé is undergoing. She can't understand it. I'm not. How can you explain the close association of sensual pain to sexual pleasure if you've never experienced it yourself?

Jerry finished Reneé's paddling. There was a smile on her face. She was limp, not from exhaustion, but from her ecstasy. Cum was dripping down her leg. Jerry collected it on his finger and licked it off.

Master picked up the whip and showed it to Reneé.

"Reneé, once again I'll ask you for your permission. I'm going to show Jerry how to use the whip on you. After I'm done demonstrating this whip on Lisa, he's going to use it on you; on your back, your legs, your buttocks, your stomach, your breasts and your cunt. We won't do anything to your face, nor your neck because it's too close to your face. I'll be monitoring you and Jerry. Do you give your permission for him to whip you?"

"Yes, Master Scott."

"Is there any part of your body you'd prefer not to be whipped."

"I'd like to try everything at least once, sir" she said breathlessly, realizing she was giving permission for her Master to lash her tender young nipples and juicy cunt. I could almost feel the strands myself and I gave a quick exhalation to think of it, the proud buds, the soft folds.

"Pay attention, Jerry," Master said. "This is important. Once again, test this on yourself before you strike your slave." He struck his leg several times until he was satisfied. "Normally, I'd reduce the strength of my blows on Lisa's buttocks because she's just had a paddling and they would still be tender, but she's had some time since her bottom was paddled and you can see, the red is already fading." Master stroked Lisa's ass, making her moan again. "Therefore, I'll hit her as hard as I just hit myself. I'll use the same force on her back and her legs as I do her bottom. I'll do the first fifteen to her backside, then give her another orgasm before proceeding to whip her front. The nice thing about the whip compared to all other forms of punishment I'm familiar with is almost the entire body is available to be struck. Thirty lashes with the whip can be well spread over Lisa's body without concentrating on one particular area. In my mind, it makes it easier to tolerate on the whole."

Master proceeded to demonstrate, the lash striking first just over Lisa's buttocks, the next one on the backs of her thighs, the third on her reddened butt cheeks. Lisa remained silent but for soft whimpers. He finished the first fifteen and finger fucked Lisa to another orgasm. She was thrusting her hips against Master's hand in a most salacious and lustful manner and watching her, I ached to finger myself to orgasm. Apparently, Janet had the same idea, but she wasn't restrained by a Master's command that a slave's pleasure belonged only to him. She was idly rubbing herself again, not even conscious of it until she saw me watching her. She pulled her hand away guiltily and hastily.

I said something to her. "If you want to touch yourself, go ahead. No one here will think less of you and the slaves completely understand," I whispered. After, she let her hand drift back to her swimsuit and allowed herself to touch her pussy, though I'm sure she would have preferred to dip under her suit as opposed to over it.

Master had turned Lisa so she now faced the others, her front now exposed to his whip.

"As a general rule of thumb, I assume my slaves can tolerate about half of what I did to their backs to their bellies. And when I whip their tits or cunt, I cut it by half again what I'll whip their bellies at. Are you ready, Lisa?"

"Yes, Master."

He started with her stomach, spreading five strokes all over her belly and legs, pink stripes appearing wherever the strands fell. The next five were to Lisa's lovely breasts, high and taut from her position, her nipples hard and puckered. Master applied the whip to the tops and bottoms of her breasts before striking her peaks with the last two. Lisa was silently crying after her nipples were struck, but not groaning or muttering in pain. I could almost feel the burn in my own, the flare of fire, quickly dying. The next three were to Lisa's mound and upper thighs, red streaks appearing where the lashes kissed.

"Spread your legs, slave," Master said, and Lisa's legs sprung apart.

"Master, may I cum?" She cried before he struck her, knowing how close she was to her orgasm.

"Yes, slave, you may cum," Master answered before twirling the strands up between her legs, making her dance on her toes. She climaxed though, whimpering and moaning as the waves of her orgasm swept through her. Master sent the next blow to the same place, continuing her dance and her climax. Master handed the whip to Jerry and lifted Lisa into the air, plunging his rampant prick into her pussy. Lisa screamed in pleasure. Master bounced her up and down on his cock until he shot his semen deep in her cunt. The whole time Master fucked Lisa, Janet was frantically rubbing the front of her swimsuit, until I heard a quick gasp of pleasure and her eyes closed.

"It's okay," I whispered. "I understand."

She opened her eyes and looked at me, then kissed me quickly on the lips. I let her kiss me, but didn't kiss back, not knowing if she'd welcome it. She was just wound up. We all were. Reneé was panting nearly as hard as Lisa and the whip hadn't been used on her yet. Jerry's cock looked as if it wanted to split at the seams it was so hard. The slightest touch on my cunt would have sent me over the edge.

When Master pulled out of Lisa, I was responsible for cleaning both her and him off, Master releasing Lisa from her bonds as I licked their fluids from her reddened twat, pounded hard by Master after her whipping. Lisa had to ask permission to cum again as I licked her she was so wound up. Master kissed her after granting permission. It made my task slightly more difficult, but his cock was immediately available to be cleaned after I finished with Lisa.

Then it was Jerry's turn to whip Reneé. As far as I could tell, he followed Master's instructions perfectly, with the exact same result, Renee climaxing when he whipped her cunt and plunging in afterward to empty his black balls in her tight sheath. Master offered my services to clean her cunt afterward, but Jerry took it upon himself to clean her off, then she did the same for him. Everyone had cum but me, and I still hadn't tasted Reneé yet.

I was immensely surprised when Janet asked if someone would punish her so she could experience what it was like. I suppose I shouldn't have been. She'd been aroused by witnessing it to the point she'd masturbated, but she'd expressed deep reservations about what we'd done.

"No," Master replied. "First of all, you're not a slave yourself. Secondly, I know Chen wouldn't appreciate us demonstrating this on you. You witnessed what happened afterward. It wouldn't be right. He's not even here to tell us it's okay."

"I'm not his girlfriend yet," Janet explained. "We've only gone on one date."

"But he certainly hopes to be, and until you're definitely not, it would be a major violation of the bro code."

"How can I know what it's like to be a slave if you won't show me? What about the women? Certainly one of them could show me what it was like."

"My slaves don't have sex except with other slaves, and you're not a slave."

"What about Reneé?" Janet asked Jerry. "Can she show me what it's like."

Interesting choice. After all, Reneé was her friend. If she was concerned about what might happen, her friendship might ease any concerns she might have.

"I don't think Chen would be overly concerned if Reneé showed you what it was like if neither Scott or I were around," Jerry said, "but it's already quite late. Why don't you wait until Thursday?"

"We have poker on Thursday, Master Jerry," Lisa pointed out.

Jerry thought a moment. "If it's okay with Scott, you can show Janet what punishment is like today, but I'm going home to bed. I expect you home by 11:30, and when you return, wake me up with a blow job." That gave Reneé an hour to play and a half hour to get home. Perfectly reasonable to me.

"I have no objection," Master said. "Lisa you remain down here to monitor her punishment. No more sex for you. Come to bed after they leave. Julia come with me. I'm not done with you."

Finally, I was going to get fucked. As we went up the stairs, we heard Reneé order, "Strip off your clothes, Janet. I'm going to put my collar and cuffs on you. You'll give me an orgasm for every one I give you. Say, 'Yes, Mistress,' slave."

I heard her say, "Yes, Mistress," before we were up the stairs.

******

Master was asleep when Lisa came to bed. He'd fucked me soundly for a half hour before going to sleep. I'd cum five times, I was so ready; once as soon as he entered me and four other times before he filled me with his cum. In order not to disturb him as he slept, I whispered to Lisa to come to the bathroom so I could question her. We crept into the bathroom and I kissed her.

"What was it like?" I asked. "What did Reneé do?"

"Reneé finger fucked Janet to an orgasm to flood her body with endorphins, then she gave her a hard hand spanking of twenty swats. As hard as you've given me. She must have been close to another orgasm, because as soon as Reneé licked her clit, Janet climaxed again. Then Reneé used the Enforcer on Janet for twenty strokes, turning her ass totally red. After, she fucked her with the handle until she orgasmed again. For the next thirty minutes, Reneé made Janet lick her to three orgasms, totally coating her face in her fluids. They still had a few minutes before Reneé had to leave so she offered Janet to me to have an orgasm, but I told her Master didn't want me having sex again, especially with a non-slave. So they left."

"Had Janet ever had sex with women before?"

"I don't know. We know Reneé was bisexual and they were friends, so possibly, though she didn't look particularly skilled. As aroused as Reneé was, it still took her almost thirty minutes to make her cum three times. You or I could have made Reneé cum three times in ten minutes as buzzed as she was. I think she was doing it for the first time as part of her exploring what slavery would be like."

"If Janet ends up being submissive, do you see Chen being dominant?" I asked.

"Beats me. He's never struck me as being dominant. Always willing to participate in the sex, yes, but I don't know."

"Did Janet say anything about her experiences before she left?"

"Not to me. She was pretty quiet after it was over. She thanked me for helping with her exercise, but nothing more. I don't know what she may have said to Reneé. Reneé told me she was willing to work with us if Jerry agreed she could, but she'd have to give Gwen two weeks notice."

"It's the honorable thing to do. I don't begrudge her the notice." I held Lisa's arm. "I'm still horny. I wish Master had given us permission to have sex again."

"Me too," Lisa replied. "Watching them made it worse. It wouldn't take much to make me cum."

"Even if we can't have sex, I'd like it if you would hold me and kiss me," I said. "It would comfort me."

She kissed me. Her kiss I returned, not like Janet's. "I'd be happy to hold your naked body in my arms, my love."

"As I would you, Lisa." I took her hand and led her to our bed. We lay down in each others arms, pressed against one another and kissing until sleep overtook us. We didn't wake our Master.

******

"Master," I asked after swallowing his cum the following morning, "will I be allowed to attend the poker game on Thursday at Regina's or is it still too soon for me to act the slave again?"

Lisa was already taking a shower, but I'd lingered to speak to Master.

"I'd prefer you remain home another week at least," Master said. "The one following will be at our house."

"While you're in LA, Master? Wouldn't it be better if you monitor your friends behavior once while you are here before they come over here while you are gone. I don't fear for their behavior, but it was agreed we should restrict our slave activities around them until we're sure they'll behave. The only chance to observe their behavior as a group is at the poker game."

"Mmm. You're right of course. And it's not as if I fear for your safety any more than you do. I do worry about their attitude towards you and Lisa. You were treated as the slaves you were by everyone, but you're only my slaves now, exclusively, and until I know they are ready to accept the changed status quo, I'm reluctant to expose you to their scrutiny until I'm sure it won't be taken amiss."

"What shall I do while you are gone then, sit in my room? Hide in the basement?"

"Lisa's house hasn't closed yet. You could go over there for the evening," Master suggested.

"Even though it's not been closed upon, it is supposed to be Chen's property. Should we use it without his permission?"

"No, of course not. I can speak to him."

"Perhaps I might make a suggestion, Master."

"Of course."

"This Thursday, I do yoga and swimming with Janet since she wouldn't be attending the poker game either. Next week, while you're gone, I'll go with her to the gym for several hours, then perhaps go to her house after the gym and wait for the game to end."

"Do you want to fuck her, slave?"

"Not without your permission and only if she's a slave, sir."

"But you are intrigued by her?"

"Yes, sir. What did she think about last night? Was she afraid, ashamed? Did she enjoy herself, or does she condemn herself for feeling the way she did; for wanting to experience what it was like to be a slave? Does she desire to become one like us, or is she afraid of her desires, especially given her past relationship with an asshole? If she ends up wanting to be a submissive, will Chen wish to be a Master, or will she have to seek someone else? I do have many questions."

"And you hope she will answer them for you?"

"Yes, Master. I do."

"I suppose it would be beneficial for Chen to know exactly who he's interested in. It would be unfortunate if they're not a match. He's so lonely and seems quite smitten with her."

"I hope to learn what is driving Janet, sir."

"Very well, Julia. You may carry out your plan to acquire information. Anything you find out which might affect Chen, please discuss them with me."

"Yes, Master, though I don't want to hurt Janet. She may be a fellow slave."

"We won't hurt Janet, but we may warn Chen of what to expect. He should know if he's gaining a girlfriend or a slave."