Slavery: A series of erotic games (Book 04)

"Wendy, would you be a dear?" I said. "Before Lisa has her piercing, she must be thoroughly washed for sanitary purposes. Can you take a shower with her and ensure every nook and cranny has been completely washed with soap and water?"    

"Of...of course I'll help. I'll do whatever I can to assist."    

"Good girl."    

They left for Brianna's room.    

Master looked at me. "It's not sex," I said. "It's a shower. What? We wouldn't let her give Lucas a bath because she's never been with a boy before." I smiled at him sweetly.    

"Fine, but we need to be careful. I don't want her turned into another needy slave. We can't keep her and she's too young."    

"I know. Still it doesn't hurt to know a little about sex if she's going to have some. She should also know how to say 'no', so boys or girls know she means it. It wouldn't hurt for Rhonda to teach her a few tricks on self defense either. Right, Rhonda?" Rhonda nodded. "Besides, if she does date girls and can't bring them home to Mom and Dad, she needs a place to bring her dates where she won't be judged."    

"And you think she should bring them to our house? We're not a particularly good example to young people."    

"We can dress. We don't have to be naked. We can be the cool aunts and uncle. Or we can visit the neighbors, have a little fun and games of our own."    

"You're incorrigible."    

"I'm a sex slave. Your sex slave as a matter of fact. I have the collar to prove it. I will never be anything more than a sex slave. Well, I guess I'll also be a business owner and mother, but primarily a sex slave. This means I'm very interested in sex. Get used to it."    

Sam and Bill laughed.    

"And a very warm, intelligent, creative and beautiful sex slave to boot," Sam said.    

"Exactly. Can I help it if I like all of my holes be filled as often and completely as they can?"    

"Apparently not," Master said.    

"Just remember, Master. You will always be my preferred filler. I'm happy you're willing to share, but you'll always be number one in my cunt."    

Everyone laughed.    

"I don't think it's possible to be any happier than I am, Master. You were the one who started me on this journey. I was a normal housewife who just happened to read kinky books. You decided to see what turning fantasies into reality would be like." I waved my hands up and down my body. "This is what it looks like. It looks like me; a needy slave slut, Grade A prime meat."    

"And me," Rhonda said. "And me," Evelyn added. "Don't forget us," Marcia and Chantelle said.    

I smiled at my sisters. "And them."    

"It's not just slaves that are sluts," Shasta said. "I know a lot of men fuckers want to stick their cocks in every hole they can as often as they can get it up."    

"Can I hear an amen?" Bill said.    

"Amen, brother," Sam said.    

"It's not our fault," Master said. "Really. They manage to coax another erection out of me no matter how tired I am. Can I help it they're so delectable I can't leave them alone?"    

"Amen to that, too," Sam said. "Slave sluts are totally delicious and fuckable. It's not our fault. They even want to fuck each other." He squeezed his slaves on either side of him.    

"Too true," Master said. "They don't even need a cock. They just prefer one," long pause, "or two, or three."    

I laughed. "Yes, I just love to fuck and I'll fuck anything that moves as long as you give me permission."    

Wendy and Lisa returned, both looking squeaky clean. They wondered what we were all laughing about.    

"I'll tell you later," I said. "My sister slave needs a fuck piercing like I have."    

"That's a lot of different things you've promised to tell me later," Wendy said.    

"We have a long car drive ahead of us. We'll have plenty of time to chat."    

"Well, at least tell me what a fuck piercing is?"    

"A fuck piercing is a piercing that makes you want to fuck all the time."    

"You want to fuck all the time anyway," Wendy pointed out.    

"And this makes it worse, or better, depending on your perspective," I said. "My poor sister slave will be dying to have sex and won't be able to have it for three days. We'll probably have to tie her hands down so she doesn't touch herself."    

"It's that bad?" Lisa asked.    

"It's that good," I replied. "A slave trainer that allows you to cum."    

"Let's get started then," Lisa said smiling.    

"If you'll follow me," Monique said. "We'll get you taken care of."    

We followed Monique to their piercing room. Adele was already there with the appropriate tools and utensils and the jewelry Master had chosen, sanitized and ready. Wendy came along to see. I was surprised to see Evelyn and Bill there, too. Bill was whispering in Evelyn's ear.    

"Who will be giving the slave her pre-piercing orgasms?" Adele asked.    

"I'd like for Julia to provide them," Master replied.    

"Thank you, Master."    

"You're welcome."    

Monique and Adele fastened Lisa securely down so she couldn't move an inch. Her cunt was gapping for me and dripping, the needy slave. They had me clean my mouth out with Listerine, then I was given a large glass dildo. It slid so easily into her wet cunt. Every time I slid it into her, it made her clit stand up.    

"I love you," I said, before covering her clit with my mouth and sucking.    

Lisa moaned "I love you too," and spasmed. I gave her two more before Adele made me scoot back. Her cunt was washed with disinfectant and dried with a lint free cloth. Monique pushed the hood back, exposing Lisa's clit. Adele grabbed it with felt padded forceps so the slippery little sucker wouldn't slide back in. Monique pinched the hood and inserted a sharp thick needle above Lisa's clit, Lisa gasping, immediately withdrawing the needle and replacing it with a hoop which locked into place. Adele released her clit and it slid back home. Two clicking bead balls were added to the hoop the same as I had. Once again, we matched, twin slaves.    

Monique released Lisa while Adele put together a goody bag of Tylenol and ointment.    

"You remember the rules. No vaginal sex of any kind for three days. Put this cream on every three hours. It's both an analgesic and disinfectant. No underwear which shouldn't be a problem for a slave like you. Nothing but Tylenol for pain relief as it won't promote bleeding. You may still provide oral services to men and women like a good little slave. You may shower beginning tomorrow morning, but dab dry, don't rub. Any questions?" Adele asked.    

"No," Lisa replied.    

"Stand up and walk around," Monique said. "Test it out."    

Lisa took maybe three or four steps before she said, "How the fuck do you stand this, Julia?"    

"I know. Right," I laughed. "Horn dog on a stick, right here."    

"Cripes. And no one is allowed to touch me for three days."    

"Not even yourself," Monique said, "except when you're in the shower, washing."    

"Expect me to take a lot of showers the next few days, Master."    

"Sorry, you have work to do. Shasta's informed me the work has piled up while you've been gone," Master replied.    

Lisa groaned. I sympathized.    

"Evelyn," Bill said. "I'd like you to get one of those piercings."    

"You want me craving sex all the time like they do, sir?"    

"Of course. Every second of every day. If I'm going to let you fuck other men, you'll have to earn it."    

"Whatever you wish, Master, I will do."    

"You still haven't had your spanking this morning. Run and get your paddle." Evelyn hurried off. "Scott, would you like to provide her spanking this morning? Since you weren't involved in her triple, perhaps you'd like to fuck her when it's done. Then Shasta can get her showered for the piercing."    

"Thank you, Bill. I'd be honored," Master said. I was proud he was going to fuck Evelyn.    

"Adele, why don't you show me what jewelry you have available for my slaves piercings. If you have something with diamonds, I think she'd enjoy that."    

"Of course, Master Bill. Please follow me to the showroom."    

"You can get started on the spanking without me, Scott. I won't be too long."    

They left to find her jewelry. Evelyn came rushing back. She looked around, not seeing her Master.    

"Master Bill went to find you some nice jewelry for your new piercing, Evelyn," I said. "He directed my Master to provide your paddling and your post spanking fucking. Enjoy it. You won't get another for three days."    

She looked to the others for confirmation and was told Master was going to spank her. We went back to the living room and the big punishment chair. It wasn't long before other slaves drifted in, somehow knowing a slave was going to be punished. Even Brianna, Sam, Marcia and Chantelle came to watch.    

Master sat down. "Put your hands and feet on the floor," he said. "If they come off it, I'll start over. I'm going to give you half with your paddle and half with my hands so I can feel your lovely naked ass. You will keep count and thank me for each one. Do you understand, slave?"    

"Yes, Master Scott."    

Master struck himself with the paddle to test it out. Evelyn draped her naked form over his lap. Master was already getting an erection. Since he'd cum four times already today, Evelyn was going to get a good fucking out of it. Her hands and feet went on the floor which thrust her bottom up for her spanking. I felt myself getting wet. No, I'll amend that. I'm always wet. I got wetter.    

Smack. Evelyn bounced. She kept her hands and feet on the floor. "One, thank you, sir."    

Smack. The other cheek. She bounced again. "Two, thank you, sir."    

By a dozen, she was crying, not sobbing, just alligator tears falling to the floor at Master's feet. She got a spanking every day. She was used to this. Before she reached twenty, she asked permission to cum.    

"You may cum, slave," Master said, finger fucking her slave cunt to make it last longer and feel better. She squirmed wildly on his lap as she spasmed.    

Bill had returned. Adele wasn't with him, so I assumed she was preparing everything for the next slave. He smiled to see her wriggle on Master's lap. Reaching twenty-five, Master set the paddle down.    

"Do you mind if I do the remainder with my hand?" Master asked, his fingers still slick with Evelyn's cum.    

"Not at all, as long as it isn't any lighter."    

"No risk of that," Master said, laying down the next swat. "Twenty-six, thank you, sir."    

I loved the way Evelyn's ass jiggled when his hand came down. He'd leave it resting on her bottom for a few seconds, feeling the heat rising up from her ass before he gave her the next. The little slut wanted to cum again when Master got to forty-one.    

"No more cumming until you're riding my cock," Master said.    

"I can't wait that long," Evelyn moaned. "Please, Master Scott, let me cum."    

"Nope."    

Poor Evelyn was able to wait until the end of her spanking but nary a second more. Master picked her up and set her on his prick and as soon as Master penetrated her, she climaxed, like a bitch in heat. He wasn't even all the way in. She orgasmed multiple times during the balance of his fucking. He eventually lifted her off his lap and bent her over the arm of the chair to finish off. As I expected, he lasted quite a while.    

Her last orgasm caused him to release and squeeze all the cum in his balls into her cunt. Evelyn was rather limp when Master finished, resting over the arm of the chair, panting hard. I signaled to Rhonda to take care of her while I cleaned Master off. The slut climaxed twice more as Rhonda cleaned her and she wasn't even trying.    

"Shasta, would you please take my wife to my shower and ensure she's thoroughly cleaned for her piercing."    

"Why don't you use Brianna's," I said. "It's closer."    

I showed Shasta where Brianna's room was and how the shower worked. I kissed Evelyn. "Was it a good fucking, slave? Did you enjoy my Master?"    

"Yes," she said, then gave me another, deeper kiss. "I suspect we're going to have a lot of fun together the next few years."    

"I suspect you're right." I patted her red ass. She shied away. "Good spanker, too."    

I left the two of them in the shower and returned to Master, sitting on his lap and leaning my head against his chest. It only took ten minutes for the two of them to return. We all went back to the piercing room. Adele was waiting as before. They fastened Evelyn securely so she couldn't move and spoil her piercing. Considering the spanking she'd just taken, I doubted she'd have any trouble taking the needle.    

"Who will be giving the slave her orgasms?" Monique asked.    

William was about to speak when Shasta said, "If it don't bother anyone, I'd like to give the slave her orgasms."    

"Be my guest, Shasta," Bill said, motioning to his wife pinned to the chair like a butterfly.    

"I'm not all that good at this," Shasta said to Evelyn, "but I know how to work a dildo just dandy. Only thing I used for sex for years."    

Adele gave her the Listerine and told her to rinse her mouth out completely a couple times. Shasta did as instructed and was handed the glass phallus. Evelyn's cunt glistened and Shasta had no problem shoving it into her sheath. She began pumping the dildo back and forth, working it with a nice twisting motion. Evelyn climaxed once, moaning. For the next two, Shasta sucked and nibbled on Evelyn's clit while fucking her with the dildo. She did pretty good, too. Sarah must have given her a little instruction.    

Master watched with some fascination. He'd missed much of what happened the last couple weeks and though we'd told him Shasta had engaged in oral sex with a woman, this was the first time he'd seen any of it. Bill had said Shasta fucked Evelyn last night, though not how. I didn't know if Evelyn had been pleasured orally or if Shasta used a strap on. She was definitely going oral now though.    

When Evelyn had her third orgasm, Monique had Shasta move and washed and disinfected Evelyn's soggy cunt, dabbing it dry. We witnessed the same thing as Lisa had undergone, with the same result, a pierced slave. Adele had found something with diamonds and oh, how they sparkled against Evelyns dark pink folds.    

She seemed to get the little clapper balls Lisa got, though they looked to be solid gold. It was nice to be rich.    

"Get up and move around," Monique said.    

Evelyn made about five steps before she rushed to Bill and said. "What have you done to me, Master?"    

"I made you my slave slut, Evelyn."    

"I won't be able to keep from cumming, sir" she said. "I'll have cum running down my legs all the time."    

"Everyone will know what you are, then," he acknowledged.    

If her collar didn't give it away, cum leaking down her legs certainly would.    

"It will get better over time," I said. "Of course the piercing orgasms aren't nearly as nice as a good fucking, so you'll want to be fucked more, too."    

"We need to get ready to go," Master said. "I want to be on the road by four. Do we need to pick up any of your things from the motel, Wendy?"    

"Yes. I didn't bring anything but what I was wearing."    

"Then I want us gone by 3:30."    

"Yes, sir," I replied for all.    

We would have to drive back in two vehicles. Master had his truck here and we had the car. Master told us he'd ride with Lisa to ensure she didn't touch herself and treated her new piercing properly. Wendy and Lucas would go in the car with Rhonda and I. We gathered our possessions, my child, everything we'd brought. The slaves had very little in the way of clothes, but Master had two weeks worth of work clothes which would need washing when we got home.