Slavery: A series of erotic games (Book 04)

"She didn't really speak of it," Sarah said, catching the daggers. "She wouldn't tell me anything about what happened, only that you're a strong capable woman I wouldn't want to mess with."    

    

"She's right. You don't want to mess with me."    

    

"I feel we've gotten off on the wrong foot somehow, and maybe it's just two strong, independent women butting heads a little for no reason. Have I done anything to offend you?"    

    

Shasta considered the question seriously. "I don't suppose you have, but you look close at Sean when you met us."    

    

"I guess I was a little surprised. First that you're a Mistress yourself, but working for submissives. Second, you have a white slave; which is perfectly okay, mind you, but somewhat surprising to see. Plus he's very well trained, kneeling when I came into the room after I was introduced as a Dominant. Made me curious I suppose. Would it would make you feel more comfortable if I told you I'm actually more interested in having sex with you, than I am in sex with Sean."    

    

"You a lesbian, why you got a male slave, and a gay one at that?" Regina snorted.    

    

"I don't consider myself a lesbian, though I do occasionally enjoy a female's sexual abilities."    

    

"I don't lick cunts."    

    

"I wouldn't necessarily expect you to. I was more interested in licking yours. Scott told me I could use any of his slaves to lick mine, so I'm good in that way. I certainly have all the cock I need. Despite liking a cock in his mouth or ass sometimes, Ron has no trouble keeping me satisfied. When I stayed here before, I learned to appreciate a lovely pussy. I don't often have the opportunity to enjoy one, but thought I might enjoy yours."    

    

"You can lick my cunt if you want to lick pussy," Regina said. "I like women who like pussy. Don't want to lick one myself, but any pussy licking is a good pussy licking if you ask me."    

    

Sarah laughed. "But I might find it a wee bit disconcerting licking the cunt of my slave's ex-wife. Plus, you don't have a slave of your own, in fact, rejecting the one you had, while Shasta has no problem owning a slave. It makes her more intriguing as a cunt licking choice, dear. It's why I want to know her story. She's a much more interesting person."    

    

Which almost shut Regina up. Not that Sarah was snotty about it, merely stating facts as she knew them. Almost.    

    

"Does Shasta have a faggoty slave too, likes to take it in the ass or suck dick?"    

    

"As far as I can tell," Shasta said, "Sean doesn't have a faggoty ass bone in is body. He keeping two women satisfied, just fine."    

    

"Really," Sarah said. "Who else?"    

    

"My momma, Bernice."    

    

"That's a bold move, Shasta. Why your mother?" Sarah asked.    

    

"She have to raise me as a single mother until I'm almost grown, then when I got raped, have to raise my son, too, while I work. Ain't had no time to date, meet men, so she can share my slave all she want."    

    

"Raped?" Sarah said. "So that's the story Julia wouldn't tell me. Now you've spilled the beans, I'd like to hear the rest."    

    

"It's okay, Shasta. Sarah won't make unkind judgements," I said, "nor will she shower you with pity. She knows you don't want any."    

    

Shasta looked at me. I nodded and she told her story. The party, the gang rape, the resulting son, raising him alone without help, struggling to make ends meet, but working her ass off to provide for an unintended child. How the gang leader ignored her son until Cedric was old enough to try to indoctrinate in gang ways and crime. How he tried to buy him for a ridiculously large sum of money to her, but she refused, then trying to kill her by running her off the road to take her child, the injuries and scars. Regina hadn't heard any of the story before. She was crying, as was Ron.    

    

Sarah was made of sterner stuff, having heard similar stories before as a journalist and knowing Shasta didn't want pity, she didn't give her any.    

    

"It must have been very hard on you, Shasta, and I think you're remarkable for persevering as you did. How did you acquire a slave?"    

    

"After I was raped, didn't trust men enough to have sex. Didn't like women, so except for vibrators, didn't have no sex at all. Then I meet this bunch, and they having sex all the time. Can't hardly walk through the house without seeing somebody fucking someone else, but I learned about the slavery. Didn't do me a lick of good until I find out there be male slaves, too, some for men, others for women. Scott was thinking of getting a male slave for his slaves, help share the load, let them fuck other men because he's fucking other women. He decide at last minute not to get him another slave, but offer him to me. They figured it might be easier for me to have sex with someone I controlled. How I ended up with Sean.    

    

"At first, I don't let him do anything but lick me with his hands tied behind his back. Then I figure I can tie him onto the bed and ride him like a horse. I eventually get some counseling, help me get used to him touching me normal. Get me used to sex again. I can even date other men, but I still go slow on the sex cause I got me another man to fuck, keep me happy. Even keep Momma happy. Slaves used to being shared, don't care if he fuck Momma too."    

    

"You don't have scars anymore. I understand William Thornhill paid for plastic surgery. How did he hear about your plight?"    

    

"He friends with Brianna, woman who be hosting the bonding ceremony Scott and his slaves be having this week. Lucia, one of Brianna's slaves visiting one day. She pregnant with Scott's child, going to doctor here because she raped too, baby organs damaged."    

    

Everyone's eyes opened at that. No one but our parents, Chen and Jerry knew about Lucia yet and them only because we'd celebrated the news with them at the time they proposed to their slaves.    

    

"Oh, we really do have to talk some more," Sarah said. "Why don't I know any of this shit already?"    

    

"We only knew you a week, even if we did lick your cunt," I said. "How were we supposed to know you want all the juicy details of our lives?"    

    

"You don't think your Master having a child with another woman, and apparently someone who's at least somewhat lesbian, since she has a Mistress, isn't something I would like to know?"    

    

"Fine. We'll tell you everything. Just let Shasta finish her story first," Lisa said, redirecting everyone's attention back to her.    

    

Shasta continued. "I hear Lucia's story, what happened to her, and I break down, crying and shit and everyone finally learn what happen to me. Right after they find out, Scott's slaves at Brianna's repaying her for use of her slaves for Scott, and they mention they want to help me with some plastic surgery and trying to find out what it cost. Everyone of Brianna's slaves know Lucia's story, they all want to chip in and help me. Mr. Thornhill hear about it from Brianna, pay for the whole thing, have me a house built to give my family a better place to stay, get me away from damn gangsters who rape me."    

    

"Dear God," Sarah said. "This is an incredible story. It makes you even more interesting. I want to lick your cunt all the more now."    

    

Shasta laughed. "You not interested in Sean; maybe I let you."    

    

Sarah squeezed her hand. I was happy that Sarah didn't ask about making Shasta a news item. It happened a long time ago and she didn't like us to keep dredging it up.    

    

Sarah looked at us. "Lucia, Scott, baby, spill."    

    

Lisa and I told the story of Jack, our rape, Lucia, here for fertility problems, but acting as our guardian angel, us offering Master's sperm for in-vitro, but her conceiving by accident when fucked at the tail end of her ovulation.    

    

"What an interesting life you've led," Sarah said, our tale finished. "And you acquired Rhonda as a slave how?    

    

"She was on duty when Jack shot up our house, responded with a number of other officers. She kind of fell for Lucia, and we let her stay with us while Lucia was living here so they could spend time together. She wanted to watch, was it Janet, Rhonda?" Rhonda nodded, "get punished one night. She didn't believe a slave could cum from being punished. I bet her a day of slavery if I made her cum whipping her. She got one day, didn't want to stop. She kept on for a month's trial so we could see how it all worked. Made it permanent when it did."    

    

"That's almost unbelievable," Sarah mused.    

    

"Oh, it's definitely been the most interesting time of our life," Lisa said, standing up, starting to clear the table. "Anyone want any more?"    

    

"I couldn't eat another bite, or drink another beer," Sarah said. "Ron, you wanted to spend some time with Regina. Is there anywhere they can go to spend a little time together in private?" Rhonda and I began helping Lisa.    

    

"You have the master bedroom tonight. They could use it," I said.    

    

"I'm still hoping to convince Shasta to let me lick her cunt. I was perhaps wishing to use the bedroom myself for a little private time with her."    

    

"You were here Memorial Day and give a shit about privacy anymore?" Lisa said. "What's wrong with the living room for sex?"    

    

"I don't need the privacy, but I thought she might."    

    

Rhonda said, "Ron and Regina can use my bedroom. Anyone else can use Master's room. If you follow me, Regina. I'll show you the way."    

    

"Ron, come here," Sarah ordered. She removed his cock cage. "You will do whatever Regina wants you to do. You are hers until she leaves. You'll be punished if you don't do precisely as you're told."    

    

"Yes, Mistress."    

    

He followed Rhonda and Regina. Sarah took Shasta's hand. "I would dearly love to drink your nectar, Shasta. Would you please come with me to the bedroom?"    

    

She looked at us. "She doesn't expect you to reciprocate, Shasta. It will be just like one of us licking you," I said.    

    

"Except not as good, because she doesn't get as much practice," Lisa said. "Sarah is a beginner when it comes to cunt licking."    

    

Shasta nodded and followed Sarah into our bedroom. Sean helped us finish cleaning the kitchen. Rhonda joining us shortly.    

    

"How are you doing, Sean?" I asked.    

    

"Very well, Domina."    

    

"I'm not your trainer, Sean. Don't call me Domina. Call me Julia or call me boss, if you feel you need to address me by something other than my name. Be specific about how you're doing. Very well doesn't tell me a damn thing."    

    

"I'm very pleased you and Lisa have been teaching Shasta about sucking cock and ass fucking. It gives me other ways to serve my Mistress and enjoy her company."    

    

"How do you feel when Mistress goes on dates with other people?" Lisa asked.    

    

"She's a Mistress and can do as she pleases," Sean replied. "I want her to be happy."    

    

"What if she found someone to love and got married?" I asked.    

    

"You're married to your Master and share him with other women," Sean said.    

    

"I'm not sure most men would want their wives fucking their male slaves," I said. "Men tend to view women as their possessions exclusive to themselves even if they themselves fuck around. I'm very surprised Master has let us fuck other men the past week. He was adamantly opposed to doing so before. He even decided not to acquire you, which is how you became Shasta's slave. Unless her husband were bisexual and wanted to fuck you himself, Shasta might have to give you up. Could you fuck men if your Mistress married a bisexual who was willing for her to keep you."    

    

"I could do anything Mistress required of me, even if it meant fucking men. She means the world to me."    

    

"Well, you might want to keep in mind your choices could boil down to losing Shasta as your Mistress or fucking men. I don't mind fucking women, even enjoying it more than I believed possible before I became a slave, but if it was a choice before I was a slave, I would have refused."    

    

"I see." He paused before continuing. "I would be very distressed if Shasta freed me. I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life. I care for and enjoy pleasing Miss Bernice. I love Cedric. He's such a good boy. I doubt I've ever met a child his age so polite."    

    

"Do you love your Mistress?" Lisa asked.    

    

"Very much."    

    

"Have you told her you love her?" Lisa continued.    

    

"Is it the place of a slave to tell his Mistress his feelings?"