Slavery: A series of erotic games (Book 04)

At some point we men seemed ready to continue by a general, unspoken consensus. I was feeling like very little would be needed to fuck again. The others seemed the same way. Sam kissed Chantelle and told her he'd like me to be in her cunt, Bill in her bottom and for her to suck him and asked if this would be okay to her.    

"Oui, Monsieur. I have no doubt I shall enjoy it as much as Marcia."    

While we were ready, we weren't quite ready, if you take my meaning; so three slaves went to their knees to rectify the situation. Julia was sucking me. She not only got me hard, she got me rigid. I got on the bed and Chantelle got on with me. She was a lovely woman, who I'd greatly enjoy fucking.    

"Monsieur, I see you're ready," she said.    

"Just waiting for you. May I taste you for a moment before you mount me."    

"Oui, Monsieur," Chantelle smiled.    

She moved up my chest and swung her leg over my face, opening herself to my mouth. I lapped at her folds for a few minutes until Chantelle was panting, dripping, and eager to cum. I lowered my head from her crotch.    

"I want the first time you cum to be on my cock," I said.    

"Oui, as you say, Monsieur."    

Chantelle moved back down to my waist, gripped my cock, pointing it at her moistness. She sank down over my shaft, actually cumming as she did so. I palmed her breasts, thumbing her nipples to extend her pleasure.    

"Bend over for Master William. I'm going to part your ass cheeks now so he can fuck your ass."    

"Oui, Monsieur," Chantelle panted. "I want to feel both of you in me."    

Just like one of the times we fucked Shasta, Bill and I would be facing one another. Evelyn was the one to prepare her bottom and her Master's cock. I felt her fingers briefly through Chantelle's flesh as it wriggled in her bottom, then Bill's cock slid in beside me, making Chantelle even tighter than she was naturally. I saw Sam's cock lined up with Chantelle's mouth above my head and her mouth opened to accept her Master's organ.    

Bill and I got into a nice rhythm down below and Chantelle enjoyed it as much as Marcia and Shasta had, cumming frequently. Every time Sam pushed into her mouth, I would see her throat swell from the depth of his cock. After a quarter hour, I felt Bill's cock throbbing next door as he grunted and realized he was cumming. As soon as he was gone, Evelyn sucked him clean then crouched behind Chantelle, tonguing her ass. I couldn't feel it, she couldn't reach deep enough, but to know it was there was nearly as arousing.    

Sam climaxed, buried deep in Chantelle's throat, unlike me who enjoyed knowing my slaves were tasting me. Her throat wobbled as she swallowed around his prick. He pulled out so she could breathe and she sucked in a huge gulp of air. Now it was only me going as I'd also fucked Lisa this morning and had a little more stamina and less juice. Julia had risen from her chair and was standing close to the bed with her arm around Wendy's waist.    

She was pointing out to her the signs when Chantelle was about to orgasm. The actual orgasms weren't hard to detect, because they were usually accompanied by vocal sounds of Chantelle's pleasure, but she'd point to her cunt contracting around my cock or even her ass once Evelyn was done.    

"Master is getting close to cumming," she said. "Remember how Rhonda got this morning when she needed to cum? Master will exhibit many of the same signs. Another one for men is how their balls move inside their sack. Instead of hanging loose, they look as if they want to crawl back inside his body. Hold them for a moment and feel it. If you ever give a boy a blow job, you'll want to know how it feels so you won't be surprised when they squirt in your mouth."    

I felt a feminine hand loosely grip my nuts and my cock twitched, knowing it was Wendy.    

"Do you feel it?" Julia asked.    

"Yes," Wendy said.    

"When he starts to cum any second now, you'll see his balls moving and his cock twitching and you can actually see the cum moving up his shaft, like a heartbeat in his prick. Oh, look, Chantelle's cumming again, do you see her asshole clenching up tight like it wants to grip something?"    

That did it. The combination of Wendy's hand holding me, Julia's commentary, and Chantelle's cunt clamping down in spasmodic waves did it for me. I moaned as loudly as Chantelle was and released, pumping.    

"There you see? He's pulsing his cum. You can feel it in your hand too, can't you."    

"Yes," Wendy said, breathlessly. "I feel it."    

A minute later, Chantelle panted, "I would not have believed it possible. Mon Dieu. Magnifique."    

She rolled off me, my cock and her cunt slimy with the number of times she'd cum. Lisa immediately attended to me, cleaning me off. Julia was planning to attend to Chantelle. She knelt between her sprawled legs and licked at the cum spilling from her. I knew there was more to be found inside.    

"If you ever intend to become a sex slave, Wendy," Julia said, "you should know you're expected to clean up after yourself and your Master or Mistress. We would constantly be changing the bed linens if we didn't. Someone must lick up the cum before it gets all over the sheets and someone has to sleep in the wet spot or change sheets. This is Master Sam's bed and it should be kept clean since he's graciously allowed the use of his slaves. Chantelle cleaned her Master when he came in her mouth. Evelyn cleaned her Master's cock and then his cum from Chantelle's bottom. It is my job to clean Chantelle's cunt after my Master. Somebody must do this every time. Master and Sam are lucky because they have additional slaves who can assist. Evelyn is responsible for her Master and if he doesn't clean up after himself, she should be prepared with wet cloths or towels afterward to wipe up."    

Julia finished the outside of Chantelle's cunt then stuck two fingers inside her where I knew more was hiding and pulled more out. She left a glob on her fingers and told Wendy to lick it off. Wendy was reluctant so Julia told her slaves needed to learn to love the taste of cum, whether it was male, female or both mixed together, after which she reluctantly licked her fingers, making a face at either the taste or texture.    

"You thought you were ready to be a sex slave," I laughed. The other slaves laughed as well. She made another face, this time irritation at being made fun of.    

Julia went back to her duties, licking and sucking to get most of our cum out.    

"Pay attention what happens when Chantelle has another orgasm," Julia said, then quickly gave her another.    

As Chantelle spasmed, more cream squeezed out of her tight tunnel, which Julia quickly lapped up. "You should finish cleaning a woman with another orgasm to make sure you get any hiding where your fingers can't reach."    

Chantelle was stroking Julia's hair as she wound down from her last climax. "Merci, Julia. You did a wonderful job."    

"Thank you for being such a beautiful fuck toy and providing my Master with so much pleasure. I enjoyed watching very much," Julia said.    

Chantelle pulled her up for a kiss, which I greatly appreciated. I liked my slaves got along so well with Sam's.    

"More champagne, everyone?" Marcia asked.    

Everyone was up for another glass. Marcia and Wendy got more for everyone. Chantelle and Julia kept kissing until they returned.    

"We're dining on reheated leftovers today, I'm afraid," Chantelle said. "Brianna gave me the day off."    

"No problem," I said, "your leftovers are often better than some meals."    

The others agreed. We started back to the pool for lunch. It was being served al fresco today. As we walked, Sam said, "We may have time for one more triple penetration before Lisa has to be pierced and you need to leave. Which one of your slaves would you like it to be?"    

"Actually, Lisa and Julia have both had one within the week. Rhonda prefers not having cocks shoved in every hole. They all got fucked to a fare thee well yesterday. I'm not averse to sharing if you'd like to fuck one of them before they go, but I have no compelling need to provide them one right now. A lazy afternoon of rest and quiet contemplation might be more my speed at the moment. I suspect we can arrange one in the future when they can be tantalized by the prospect."    

Sam smiled. "I understand. We wouldn't want our slaves becoming accustomed to one too often."    

"Right, it should be a well earned treat. I fully expect them to earn it, because they are very good slaves."    

"Indeed, they are. You aren't planning on doing anything with Wendy are you? She is much too young."    

"Not me. I suspect Rhonda and the others might give her some small instructions regarding sex in general, like they did today. It appears she's quite inexperienced and naive. A lot of girls her age have already had sex. I think Rhonda will keep close tabs on her in the event she does turn out to be a lesbian, due to her issues when she came out. I don't think she wants Wendy ostracized to the extent she was by her family. I have no intention of turning her into another submissive. I don't think I'd have the energy to keep four slaves happy. If it's something she really does want sometime in the future, I would prefer steering her to someone else I trust. Three is enough for me."    

Sam nodded. "I would agree she's too young and immature to decide on something as radical as submission at her age and experience level."    

Rhonda was with Lucia at lunch and all the munchkins were out now the more torrid activities had ceased and the guests had left. Rhonda was holding Lucas and very comfortable with him. Shasta was sitting beside her and making faces and I realized she'd raised Cedric and would be very familiar with babies. My slaves and I went and greeted Lucia.    

Julia picked up Lucas and Rhonda said, "Good. He was starting to get hungry and I was going to bring him back to the nursery. I'm sure he'd rather have Mama's milk." Julia put him to her breast.    

I kissed Lucia's cheek. "I want to be present for the birth of our child," I said. "I hope it happens when I'm here anyway, but if I'm in Fresno when you think she's coming, please call me and let me know. I'll hire a helicopter if I have to in order to get here in time."    

"Gracias, Scott." She fingered the necklace I'd given her. "I'd like to thank you for the beautiful necklace and the many kind words for me yesterday. I love the way it changes color with the light."    

"I'm serious about the words as well. I can never do too much for you or your child."    

Shasta said to William, tapping her watch, "Bill, you told me when you invited me to spend the night with you that I'd be back at the hotel before the bus left. Then you go off and fuck Marcia and Chantelle all morning. Even if we left now, I won't make it in time. What will my son and mother think?"    

"Oh, dear, it seems I forgot to tell you," Bill said, with a twinkle in his eye. "Your family isn't taking the bus today."    

"How are we going to get home? Scott's car have five in it now and everyone else is gone."    

"Well, I talked to your mother and Cedric and it seems none of you have ever flown before. If it's all right with you, and I hope it is since, as you say, you have no other way of getting home; Evelyn and I want to take you all on a helicopter ride back to Fresno. We'll be able to leave later and get home sooner than the bus. Bernice thought it was an excellent idea and would greatly expand Cedric's horizons to go on a helicopter ride."    

"Are you serious?"    

"Dead serious. Of course you'll have to dress more warmly than when you came down since it can get chilly at higher altitudes but Bernice gave us your sizes, so I'll have jackets for each of you. I even thought we might swing wide and see the mountains on the way. Has Cedric ever seen snow?"    

"You fucking bastard!"    

"Why yes. As you just pointed out, I spent the morning fucking Marcia and Chantelle. And last night, I fucked you; three times if you include the triples, and as I recall, you fucked Evelyn, so I'm not the only fucker around here. If you don't want to fly, I can arrange a Limo, but I really hope you'll fly with us. But I think my mother would be upset you called me a bastard. I'm fairly certain she was married to my father when she got pregnant."    

Shasta jumped up and threw her arms around Bill. "You wonderful prick. I could just eat you up."    

"Evelyn might object. She's grown quite fond of me."    

Shasta threw her arms around Evelyn as well. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, for being my friend. I don't have the words."    

"You're most welcome, Shasta. I know we'll enjoy the ride more with you three flying with us. It's always more enjoyable doing something with someone for the first time. Cedric sounded so thrilled. First Disneyland and now this."    

"It's been a magic kingdom all around," Shasta said. "I had a little magic thrown my way too," glancing at Bill.    

"We've all had a little magic," Evelyn said. "My Master was very good to me." She grabbed Bill's arm and leaned against him.    

"Last night didn't cause any problems on the home front?" I asked Bill    

"No," Bill smiled. "None at all. Evelyn was quite the cheerleader for Marcia and Chantelle to get fucked this morning, to experience what she had. She might have kept Sam from changing his mind."    

"Then I should thank her too. They really are beautiful slaves and it was an honor to partake."    

Everyone dished up their own food. I fed Lisa and Julia fed Rhonda. Rather than merely finger her to an orgasm or two after I fed her, I bent her over the table and fucked her since it might be the last time for three days. No one paid any attention except Julia, and Wendy. Julia, because she was happy to see her sister slave receive the last bit of attention before her piercing. Wendy, because our activities were still too new to her. When I was done, Julia had Rhonda clean my cock while she took care of Lisa. She ensured Lisa had three more orgasms before she had to start her period of abstinence. When she was done, I kissed her, tasting myself and Lisa on her lips.