WBDP - Brianna Delivers Pt. 16

Dawn handed me the phone. As soon as I took it, she did begin cleaning Chantelle and myself of our mutual pleasure.

"Sam, that was so fucking erotic, I came six times just watching," Marcia enthused.

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself as much as I did."

"Now I want you even more. I hate Chantelle gets to enjoy your cock and I don't. I want you so bad."

"I want you too, honey."

"How can you want me right after you've fucked that ebon goddess, Sam?"

"Because you're the goddess I married and the one I want. It was watching you masturbate helped me get hard. I don't know if Dawn would have been successful without watching you."

"It's true, Mistress," Chantelle said. "He thinks and talks about you all the time. I think he fucks me as much to honor your gift as he does for sex."

"I doubt that's true, knowing Sam. He does like to fuck and Dawn was right; you were very much in sync with her. It's obvious you've fucked a few times and developed a good rhythm together."

"Well, it's certainly true we've fucked a few times," I said, "though until tonight, not since yesterday afternoon. Chantelle was punished for cumming too many times while Dawn was pleasuring her."

"You're such a strict Master, Sam. You like to play with your slaves, don't you."

"Of course. It's half the fun. If you don't control their sexuality, they pretty much do whatever they want. Spankings aren't much good for either you or Chantelle because you like them so much, and Dawn may end up being the same. She climaxed while Chantelle was spanking her pussy with the Enforcer at Joe's apartment. You need to ask Chantelle and Dawn about their experiences with Joe. It's quite arousing, and somewhat surprising. Chantelle thinks Joe might be a possibility for Lynn. When given the opportunity and knew the women appreciated it, he stepped up to the Master stuff."

"Really? How interesting."

"Yeah. Though it might have been a one time type thing. She has no way of knowing if he'd want to do it some more," I said.

"Joe is so unfailingly polite and gentlemanly. It surprises me he would do it."

"He was resistant at first, Mistress," Chantelle said, "and unsure of himself, but he got into the spirit of things when we pushed him. He got quite creative using the two of us."

"Hmm, I wonder if I should talk to him about becoming a Master for Lynn?"

"Not until she tries fixing whatever's broke with her current Master. I don't want him thinking we're meddling in his affairs. It's too dangerous."

"I suppose not."

"It's getting late here, Marcia. I think we need to say goodnight for now. I'll call again tomorrow to see how your first day went."

"Goodnight, sweet prince. I'll see you in about a week."

"Kisses and hugs," I replied, "topped with a royal fuck.

"Back at you," she laughed, "though I need to wait until you're here for the royal fuck. Goodnight, Chantelle. Thanks again for looking after my boy."

"No problem, Mistress. It is my pleasure."

"I'm sure it is."

We disconnected. Dawn had finished her maid duties. Both Chantelle and I were glistening clean.

"What about you, Dawn? Will you need to be confined again or can we trust you to abstain from further orgasms?"

"I am still feeling needy, Master. It's probably best I be confined. I don't know what I might do in my sleep."

"As you wish."

Quickly attaching her snap links again, I kissed her briefly and slipped into bed behind her. It felt safe to do so, I was fairly certain I wouldn't get hard again soon. I kissed her neck and shoulders a little, just to torment her, and I'm sure she felt my limp cock tight against the crease of her ass, but I was asleep in no time with Chantelle pressed up against my back, her nipples pressing against my shoulder blades. I felt like a Sam sandwich, with a slice of dark bread on one side and white on the other.

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