CHAPTER 039
JULIA
Master got up at 6:30 instead of two hours earlier, and we all appreciated the extra time in bed. Master had both of us put our heads over the edge of the bed and fucked our throats a minute at a time until he climaxed, sending his cum down my throat, then making me share his cum with Lisa, so we both got a taste. Before he left, he told me to count the money in the three marked bags and send checks to the charities. We got up when he left and went to the gym, spin class today followed by weight training.
We didn't have much time to talk until we were on the way home. Too tired on the way in, too busy there, but on the way home...
"What are you going to do, Julia?" Lisa asked. "Are you going to go naked in front of your folks?"
"I don't know. It's easier being naked in front of strangers than your parents. It might be different if they were nudists or something, where we were accustomed to being naked in front of one another, but they're not. I'm not sure if Mom has been naked in front of anyone but Dad since she was married. At least Dad had a gym membership, so he's been naked in front of other men. It's going to be so hard if I decide to do it. Will you? You know them too. They're of another generation. I know Master's parents played some of the same games we have, as far as dominance and submission go. I don't know if they included other people. Master didn't even know they did it."
"Do you want to give up your slavery?" Lisa asked.
"No! I want every minute of every day available to me. This has been the greatest experience of my life."
"Me too. Then it sounds like you're going to do it."
"Unless I get cold feet at the last minute," I said.
"You don't have until the last minute. You have until tomorrow night to decide."
"What about you?" I asked. "Are you going to invite your parents to the barbecue and then go naked in front of them? Master said he wanted to invite them. If I have to be a slave in front of my parents, you should too. We should both commit to exposing ourselves as sex slaves. If it's something we want and like and don't want to give up, shouldn't they know? Please. You did say you'd do anything to repay me for sharing my Master. Stand with me on this so I'm not the only one."
"You won't be. Gwen will be here."
"It's not like she knows any of them," I said, "They'll all be strangers. It's not like exposing yourself to family. She won't feel the shame and humiliation I will."
"What if we told our parents we'd be naked before we invite them? If we do that, maybe they won't come, knowing we're going to be naked slave girls? It's their choice to come or not. At least they'll know what to expect."
So before we got home, we decided we'd make the invites ourselves and tell everyone we'd be naked and see what happened. Master's parents already knew I was serving as a sex slave, only my state of total undress and Lisa's and Gwen's participation would be unknown. Because they knew, I decided to start with them.
I reached Sandra. "Mistress Rivers, this is Julia. Scott and I will be having a bunch of people for a barbecue on Memorial Day and we wanted to invite both of you to attend. But I wished to warn you that there will be naked sex slaves there."
"Who else besides you?"
"My next door neighbor, Lisa, and a friend we've met named Gwen."
"Goodness, who are their Master's?"
"The same as mine, Mistress."
"Scott! My son Scott has two other slaves?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Oh, dear. How do you feel about this, honey?"
"I'm fine with it, Mistress. It was my suggestion Scott accept Lisa as well. She's undergoing her slavery in concert with mine. They're both due to end at the same time. She's staying with us for the duration."
"Does her submission include all the things you do for your husband?"
"If you're asking about sex, yes. She is a sex slave in every way I am."
"Are you having marital problems, Julia? Is this why you agreed to this?"
"No, Mistress. It's because I don't have any problems with Master that I could do this. We didn't fully discuss this when you were here before, but when Master first discussed fulfilling my fantasies, he read some of the things I was reading to see what I was interested in. It included being made to serve more than just one person. So when he offered to fulfill my fantasies, it included the participation of others. Master has allowed me to be with others during my slavery, both men and women. If he could do this for me knowing how he felt about sex outside our marriage, I felt I could do no less than your son. When Lisa asked to participate, I wanted Master to experience all the aspects of a Master as I was experiencing all the aspects of my slavery. Who better than my best friend who wished to experience what I was."
"Are you sure, Julia. I don't feel it's right if you were coerced into this."
"I'm not coerced at all. Master has been very careful. Since Lisa had not had the same kind of fantasies I did, he refused to accept her submission until she went through 24 hours of slavery to see if she was willing to undergo everything I was. He didn't want to have sex with her just to have sex. Lisa trusts him the way I do."
"And who is this Gwen person you mentioned?"
"Gwen just kind of happened, Mistress, but she's not here with us on a regular or permanent basis. Master wanted me to seduce someone else as part of my training, a woman. I seduced a sales clerk in the woman's department of the big store at the mall, getting her to allow me to pleasure her. When she found out about our arrangement, she wanted to try it briefly. She was here last night for our weekly poker game, and she's asked to come on Memorial Day as well. Her husband is much older and medically incapable of an erection and refusing to do or allow other forms of sexual activity which he could still do. She'd been without any sex for about five years and wished to serve as both Lisa and I did."
"So what goes on at these poker games?"
"The winner of each hand was orally satisfied by one of us for two minutes and at the end of the game, each of the slaves was sold to the highest bidder for her sexual services, using only the money won at the poker game and with the money going to charity."
"And you participated in this? And Scott knew and approved of this?"
"Yes, Mistress. He was one of the three who purchased me."
"My God, this goes far beyond anything Dan and I ever did."
"I understand, Mistress."
"You're not going to be doing any of this stuff while we're there are you?"
"I'm unsure, Mistress. I know we'll be serving food and beverages as naked slaves. Before the poker game starts, non-participants will be gone. I don't know what else Master might have planned."
"I'm not sure I could watch anything involving my son and daughter-in-law having sex with other people."
"I don't think I could have you here for that either, Mistress. That does bring up another matter. Lisa is here with me and I'd like to put this on speaker phone. I called you first because you already knew of my status as slave. My parents and Lisa's are being invited as well. Other than me asking them not to unexpectedly drop in on us for the duration of our experiment, they know nothing about it. Nothing has been said to Lisa's at all. I don't know if either set of parents has been as adventurous as you and Master Dan. I was hoping for suggestions about what to tell them so they don't just walk in on three naked slaves."
"Oh, mercy. That is a bit of a conundrum, isn't it? Go ahead, put me on speaker."
I did so and Lisa immediately said, "Hello, Mistress Sandra."
"Good morning, Lisa. So you're sleeping with my son as well."
"Yes, Mistress, your daughter-in-law as well, as Master directs."
"You're having sex with each other too?"
"Not as a self-directed occurrence. Master doesn't let us orgasm without his consent, so we only have sex with each other if he's here to grant permission. Usually, it's the three of us at once unless someone else is here."
"And you don't know what to tell your parents either?"
"Yes, Mistress. Anything you can suggest will be welcome."
She was silent for awhile while she thought.
Finally she said, "Well Julia, you have to tell your parents you and Scott are exploring an aspect of your sexuality which requires you to be naked. The other slaves can be exploring theirs as well, but I'd leave off the fact they're Scott's slaves as well. If they're like you, they can just call everyone Master and Mistress and they won't know who they belong to. You don't have to tell them both you and Scott are having sex with anyone else, if you won't be doing it in front of them. Really, it's your own business anyway and what they don't know can't hurt them."
"And what about Lisa's parents, Mistress? Do we tell them the same as we say to mine?" I asked.
"Do they know Lisa's doing this and living at your house?"
"No, Mistress," Lisa replied.
"Have you been dating anyone, or is it going to be obvious this is something you're doing with Julia and Scott?"
"It may be obvious, Mistress. I haven't dated anyone in six months at least and the fact I'm doing my slavery now with Julia would be more than mere coincidence."
"What if we asked one of the other poker players to be her Master?" I asked.
"You don't think Lisa would have mentioned being with someone she was comfortable in entering a dominant/submissive relationship with?"
"It's not the sort of thing you blurt out to your parents, is it, Mistress?" I said. "Otherwise it would be something we'd have mentioned to you before."
"I don't agree with out and out lying to them. Keeping them ignorant and withholding information is different from a lie. Lying is a slippery slope and when you get caught in a lie, it loses any trust you've built up with people. The more I think of it, the more I think you should both just tell your parents you're in a polyamorous relationship with each other. The slavery thing is a different issue and doesn't necessarily need to be brought up. Failing to do so isn't a lie. It's going to be over in another week anyway."
Lisa and I looked at each other.
"She's right," I said. "We've always been close. Our parents might not find it too weird if we were all just lovers."
"If any of the others addresses us as a slave, which they've been known to do, the slavery issue will come out as well. We might as well get that out there too," Lisa said. "Just admit it and live with it."
"I think it's for the best," Sandra said. "It's not going to be an easy thing to hide in front of lots of other people, some who know and some who don't. Other than yourselves, it's probably best if they don't find out you're both having sex with others besides each other. You could maybe mention to those in the know to keep it on the down low. If it comes out, it comes out, but no point in broadcasting it."
"Thank you, Mistress. We can expect to see you and Master Dan at the barbecue then?"
"With bells on, dear. I'll be interested is watching some of the dynamics. Good bye. I'll see you both in a couple days. I wonder if I should look at Lisa like she's another daughter-in-law?"
"I'd be honored if you did, Mistress," Lisa answered.
"Don't forget your swimsuits, Mistress," I said. "It will be around the pool if it's a nice day."
"Of course. Goodbye."
Sandra hung up and we called my parents next.
"Hey, Mom, this is Julia. Could you get Dad and put him on speaker phone with you. I've got Lisa here with me."
"Hi, dear. It's so nice you called. Give me a minute, okay. I'll get him."
She set down the phone and we could hear her calling out, "Harold, Julia's on the phone. Could you pick up on the extension. She and Lisa want to talk to us."
Pretty soon, she picked up again saying, "I'm back," and five seconds later, Dad was picking up the phone, "Hey sweetie, what's up?"
"We wanted to invite you to a barbecue on Memorial Day. We're having some folks over for some food and alcohol, and wondered if you'd like to come."
"Sure, we're always up for grub and booze. Sounds like fun," Harold said.
"We'd love to come, dear. Anything you need us to bring?" Mary asked.
"Everything is pretty much taken care of, Mom, except for dessert. Could you make some of your toffee bars?"
"How many will be attending?"
Seven poker players, three slaves, six parents. "Sixteen," I said. "But there's something else we wanted to talk to you about. It's kind of important and we wanted to tell you and why Lisa's on the phone with me."
"What would that be?" Harold asked.
"You know I've always enjoyed romance novels, right?"
"Of course. The house is still full of them. Your Mom won't let me get rid of them until you have a chance to go through them and decide if you want to keep any."
"Lately, my taste in romance genres has changed somewhat, going to some darker things than I used to read before, stuff about sex slavery primarily. Scott noticed what I was reading and asked me if instead of reading about it, if I'd like to experience it for myself and become his sex slave. I agreed to play along for three weeks to see if my fantasies were anything like reality, so I've been his naked slave girl for the past two weeks."
"So that's why you didn't want us dropping in unannounced," Mary said.
"Yes, Mom. It might have been quite embarrassing. Anyway, my slavery isn't up. I'll be naked on Monday, and I wanted to let you know ahead of time in case it would affect your decision to come. Additionally, Lisa was intrigued by my slavery and wanted to join me with my permission. She's currently serving as a slave as well. We'll both be naked as well as one other person, who's joining us for the day. I think you should know that both Lisa and I are serving as Scott's slaves. She's moved in with us for the duration and we're together right now in a polyamorous relationship as determined by our Master."
"The three of you are sleeping together? Is that what you're saying?" Mary asked.
"Yes, Mom, we're all boinking. For the last week and for an additional week to go."
"My goodness," Mary said. "I'm so surprised. You've always been such a straight girl, never doing any strange or outlandish things."
"Things change. This is one of them."
"You don't think this will harm your marriage?" Harold said.
"I can't know for certain, but I don't believe so. Our marriage was and is very strong. We seem as deeply committed to one another as ever."
"I suppose this means we can tell her, Harold, without her getting all bent out of shape," Mary said.
"Do you think so?" Harold asked. "Kids have such odd feelings about how their parents are supposed to behave. Doesn't matter if they're doing the same or worse themselves."
"Tell me what?" I asked.
"You might as well tell her now, Mary. The cat's out of the bag and she'll pester us until she finds out," Harold said.
"Your father and I are in an open relationship, darling," Mary said.
"An open relationship? What's that mean?" I asked.
"It means that despite deciding to remain married to one another, we see other people. You know; have some on the side," Mary replied.
"What? Since when?" I asked, stunned.
"I told you, Mary. Doesn't make any difference she's serving as a sex slave to her husband along with her best friend, sharing the same bed; she's going to have judgments about her parents doing something out there."
"She just wants to know what's going on, don't you, dear? Nothing judgmental about it, yet, isn't that right Julia?" Mary inquired.
"I guess not," I replied. "When did this all start?"
"Around the time you got married," Mary said. "Harold and I realized we were no longer capable of giving each other everything we needed from a partner. We still loved each other, but something was missing. There was no mystery anymore; no surprises. Since we still loved one another, we didn't want to get a divorce, so we decided to just open the marriage and let other people in, though I don't think either of us has gone so far as to engage in any homosexual behavior, have you, Harold?"
"Nope, strictly ladies for me, though I did have a threesome with another fellow and a woman. We didn't really touch one another except accidentally," Harold answered.
"Just men for me. I had a threesome once myself. Quite the night," Mary reminisced. "In fact, your wedding might have been the first night your father and I went home with different people. Weddings are such a good place to meet and hook up with new people, don't you think?"
"It's not like she would have noticed," Harold said. "She had eyes only for Scott."
"What's it like being with another woman?" Mom asked. "Do you think I should try it?"
My head was ready to explode. I couldn't believe I was having this conversation with my parents. Here I was, worried about telling them about my escapades over the past couple weeks, and they'd been doing the dirty with other people for a decade.
"It's okay," I said, looking at Lisa. "We're both committed heterosexuals, but Master doesn't want either of us to be ignored, so we've been together several times as slaves. She's a well trained pussy pleaser, as am I. We were both trained by the same person. You'd probably enjoy it, if the woman knew what she was doing."
"I might have to try it sometime then," Mary said. "I'd like to see if women are any better at it than most men are?"
"I'm assuming from your revelation we can expect to see you on Memorial Day then?" I asked.
"Of course, Julia. We wouldn't miss it. It will be nice to see you again, even if you are naked," Dad said. "Might even add a little spice to the day."
"Harold, be nice. You're speaking about your own daughter," Mary said.
"Doesn't mean I don't think she's a knockout," he said. "Looks kind of like you did back in the day."
"We'll see you then," I said. "Take care. Don't forget your swimsuits. We'll spend most of the day around the pool, weather permitting."
"Goodbye, Mistress Mary, Master Harold," Lisa said.
"Goodbye, Lisa," Mary said. "I guess we'll be seeing a lot of you on Monday too."
"Yes, Mistress."
They hung up and Lisa and I looked at one another.
"I can't believe I didn't know this about my parents," I said.
"I can. When do we ever talk to our parents about sex. I've never talked to mine about it. They didn't even have to give me 'the talk' before my wedding night. I'd lost my virginity several years before."
"So my parents are in an open marriage, Master's parents have engaged in dominance and submission. I wonder if your parents have any surprises up their sleeves."
"I can't even begin to guess anymore."
"You're turn," I said.
I'd met Reginald and Marjorie Lloyd several times as a close neighbor to Lisa. She usually saw them a couple times a month. Lisa called them up and put them on speaker.
Reggie answered the phone. "Julia, why are you calling. Has something happened to Lisa?"
"No, Dad, it's me," Lisa said. "I'm using Julia's phone."
"Has something happened to your phone?"
"No. I'm over at her house and we were making some phone calls on her phone, so we're still using it. She's here with me, you're on speaker phone, is Mom there?"
"She's out shopping for groceries for the weekend. Long weekend this week."
"That's the reason we're calling. Scott and Julia are having a party on Memorial Day at their house and we wanted to invite you and Mom. Around eleven, with barbecue and booze, a few friends. Can you make it?"
"I don't see why not," Reggie said. "It's not like our food will go to waste if she buys something. We can always freeze it. Do you need us to bring anything. Your mom makes those great deviled eggs."
She looked at me and I shook my head yes, why not. She did make great deviled eggs. Heaven knows us slaves needed lots of protein.
"That would be wonderful, Dad, and I'll remind you to bring your swim stuff if it's a nice day. It will be out by the pool, but there's something else we need to tell you. I wish Mom were there."
"You're not sick or anything are you?"
"No, but I'm in another relationship, and I thought you should both know."
"I'll tell her when she gets home. Is it anyone we know?"
"Yes, it's Scott and Julia."
"Both of them?" Reginald asked.
"Yes, Dad, both. It's kind of this polyamorous thing. It started when Julia decided to try out becoming Scott's sex slave. She wanted to see what it was like. Anyway, she seemed to be having so much fun, I asked if I could be a sex slave with her. So, Scott's our Master and he dominates us. I'm going to be a naked sex slave when you come on Monday. So's Julia and another woman we've met. I wanted to warn you before you came over so you wouldn't be shocked by our nudity."
"Let me see if I understand this," Reggie said. "You and Julia are serving as Scott's sex slaves and you're both going to be buck naked when we come over. That's what you're telling me?"
"Yes, Dad. I know it might be shocking to you, but both Julia and I find it very fulfilling to serve as sex slaves to her husband. We love it a lot. I hope it's okay with you, but I'll understand if it isn't, but I'm not going to stop until it's over."
"When does it end?" Reggie asked.
"One week from today. Julia agreed to do it for three weeks and she's been doing it for two. I started a week ago and we're both stopping at the same time."
Reginald was silent for quite some time, and we both thought he was going to hang up any minute now in disgust. What he said next was nowhere close to what we expected.
"I'm not as shocked as I might have sounded, pumpkin. In fact, your mother and I have wanted to tell you something for a long time, and this sounds like as good a time as any to tell you. We're swingers. Have been ever since shortly after we were married. It was pretty hard to keep it secret from you when you were at home. We used to have some of the parties at our house. We'd have to send you and your brother to grandma's when it was our turn to host."
"You and Mom, swingers?" Lisa said. "You and Mom having sex with other people since shortly after you married? Does that mean someone else could be my father, or my brother's only my half brother?"
"Oh, no, pumpkin. We'd stop having sex with others when she was trying to get pregnant. No, you're definitely mine all right and so's your brother."
"So you just have sex with other people, go out on dates and such?" Lisa inquired.
"No, no dates. We didn't want to do anything behind each others backs. We have sex with others as a couple, either spouse swapping with other couples or having group orgies with several other couples. It can get kind of wild, as you might expect. Women with women, guys with guys, everyone with everyone else. We'd just pile a bunch of mattresses in one of the bedrooms, get naked and get it on. It's a lot of fun."
"Are you still doing this?" Lisa asked.
"Of course. You don't stop just because you're older. You just can't have sex as often, although Viagra helps immensely in that department. I sometimes envy your mother. She can fuck for hours, although she often needs lubricant now. The natural fluids can't quite keep up with the number of cocks."
Oh my fucking God, I thought. Every one of our parents was as deviant or more so than we were. I was worried we'd be telling them something shocking which could end up disgusting them and altering our relationship. It might be altered, but not by anything we were doing.
Lisa asked, "So you've had sex with other men?"
"It's not my preference, you understand," Reggie answered, "but sometimes all the women were busy and so you'd take whatever was available. Any port in a storm, so's to speak, but I wasn't disgusted by it. Your mom's been with women too. You can compare notes."
"I don't really believe that's necessary, Dad," Lisa said. "I don't need to compare being fucked in the ass with you either. I'll just assume you enjoy it as much as I do and let's leave it at that."
"Fine. So we'll be there on Monday. You kids have a good time." He hung up.
"That did not go nearly close to what I expected," I said. "I'm shocked beyond words."
"Shit, me too. I thought our relationship was odd. It's only about halfway up the weird scale. The only thing stranger would be hearing they fucked corpses, or engaged in drinking urine or eating shit or fucking enjoyed golden showers or something," Lisa said. "Our life is practically tame in comparison."
I sent a text to Master telling him all the parents had been invited to attend on Memorial Day and would be coming. He was also informed they knew naked slave girls would be there and we'd both learned new things about our parents I would share when he arrived home. He said he wouldn't be getting off until five and he would like to have supper waiting when he arrived. Lisa and I discussed how we'd welcome Master home and I worked on the new bondage furniture while she prepared supper.
When Master arrived, we had a nice antipasto salad with lots of meat and beans for protein. It was Lisa's turn to be fed tonight. Since it was salad and wouldn't get cold nor too warm, I sucked Master's cock while he ate and fed Lisa. My first protein was the flood of cum he gave me when he climaxed. When his cock had been cleaned, I got off the floor and ate. He frigged Lisa to orgasm when she was done feeding. I hadn't cum since last night so I was getting desperate to cum again.
Master had just cum, so I didn't expect he would be ready to do so again very quickly. When your pleasure was at the whim of a Master, sometimes you didn't get to orgasm as much as you wished. After we cleaned up the kitchen, Master took both of his slaves to the living room. He sat on the couch and pulled me into his lap. I turned to kiss him, so thankful he was my Master.
"Lisa, I want you to lick my slave to orgasm several times as she sits in my lap."
"Yes, Master," Lisa replied and I felt her tongue sliding between my folds. I spread my legs farther to give her complete access to my cunt. As she did, Master played with my breasts, pinching and tugging on my stony hard nipples, quickly moaning at my pleasure.
"Why don't you tell me what you learned about your parents, slave," he whispered into my ear while nuzzling my neck.
"We called your parents first, Master, to tell her of my nudity at the barbecue and of Lisa's involvement in our games. We also wished to find out what she recommended we tell Lisa's and my parents because they're both of her generation and we thought she might have insight as to what to say and how to say it." I moaned again, Lisa and Master both teasing this slave girl relentlessly. When I regathered my breath, I said, "She was somewhat surprised to learn of Lisa's involvement and we were all involved sexually. She said what we were doing went far beyond whatever she and Dan did."
Master took a nipple in his mouth and bit lightly on the puckered bud, and I spasmed, unable to restrain myself, my orgasm so sudden. My hips bucked up against Lisa's mouth. "I'm cumming, Master. I'm sorry I climaxed without your permission."
"You'll be punished later," Master said.
"I know, Master." I was still trembling from the intensity of the sudden orgasm. I turned and kissed him again. "I accept I'm a bad slave and must be punished," I said when he released my mouth.
"Continue your story," he ordered.
"She wondered if she should treat Lisa as a daughter-in-law since she's sleeping with her son. Lisa said she'd be honored to be considered as such. Afterward, we called my parents. Both of them were on the phone when we explained the situation to them. They admitted to us they were in an open marriage, each of them going out with other people, having sex with them. They'd been doing so for the last ten years. After we told them we were in a polyamorous relationship, Mother asked me what it was like to have my cunt licked by a woman. She's never been with a woman."
Having this conversation with my Master while he played with my breasts and Lisa licked my cunt sent me over the edge again, and I barely got out a quick 'permission to cum, sir,' and received permission before I shivered through another climax, inundating Lisa's face with a second glazing. Master was making sure his slave was satisfied tonight after being without all day long.
"What did you tell her, slave?" Master asked when my trembling stopped.
"I told her that though Lisa and I preferred cock, we both enjoyed receiving oral pleasure from the other," I moaned, almost ready to cum again. Lisa was becoming an accomplished cunt licker and I did enjoy her efforts.
"Did she sound like she'd like to find out what it would be like?"
"Yes, Master," I panted.
"Would you like to make your Mother cum on your tongue, slave?"
The instant he asked, I orgasmed, the sound of his suggestion so bad and naughty I was struck with the perversity of it, though I wailed "NO!" as I glued my cunt against Lisa's tongue. My whole body shook with tremors like I was the only one affected by a massive earthquake.
"I'm not entirely sure I'm convinced by your protestations, slave," Master said, still playing with my nipples.
"No, Master," I whimpered. "It would be incest. I couldn't do it. I'd have to say 'Omega'."
"The thought did send a perverse bit of pleasure through you, didn't it?" Master asked. "You orgasmed without permission again."
"Yes," I admitted. "But I can't. I just can't." I still trembled through my last orgasm.
"What about Lisa's parents?" Master asked.
"Her mother wasn't home, but Reggie was. When we told him what we'd be doing, he said he and Marge had been swingers since shortly after their marriage. They did things together. Swapped spouses and engaged in orgies together. Both of them had found themselves having sex with the same gender at times."
"Well this bit of information does shed a different sort of light on our festivities. I might have to make some naked slaves serve all day long. I thought that might have to wait for later in the day, but if everyone is into sex with other people, there's no reason to protect them from it, is there?"
"Please, no, Master," I begged, "not my parents nor yours. You'll have other slaves to serve them."
"Does that mean you'd service Lisa's parents?" He asked.
"Better them than anyone else," I said. I quivered even as I said it. Lisa's parents were almost as close to me as my own, but at least they weren't related to me.
Even Lisa was having difficulty concentrating on my cunt as Master spoke. She undoubtedly imagined herself serving Master's and my parents as I did hers. They weren't kin to her. Master could direct her to pleasure them.
"You can stop, Lisa. My slave needs to be punished for cumming without permission." Lisa stopped licking me and Master pushed me off his lap and said, "Go get the Enforcer, slave."
I went into the bedroom and found the evil instrument. I returned and handed it to him. He set it on the couch.
"Over my lap," Master said. "Lisa, get on the couch so Julia can lick your cunt."
Lisa lay down beside him and put one of her legs over the back of the couch and one on the floor. Her legs were spread so wide and her pussy was slick and dewy with her moisture. Slaves were always ready to fuck.
"Start licking," Master said. "If you stop for any reason or lose focus on that beautiful cunt in front of you, I will add ten swats to your spanking each time. Spread your legs apart."
I spread my legs and lowered my face into her bald slit and started licking her, waiting for Master to begin. I gave Lisa an orgasm and my spanking still hadn't started. Master was softly caressing my ass. When her first orgasm ended, Master struck me with his hand. It was hard and I flinched, but I kept licking. Nine more fell on my cheeks, painting my bottom red. I was quietly crying, my tears dripping on Lisa's cunt where I licked them just as I licked all her other fluids leaking from it. After the first ten, Master pushed the handle of the Enforcer into me and began fucking me with it. Still I concentrated on Lisa's slick pussy and she had another orgasm. So did I. Pulling the handle from my pussy, he slid two fingers into my quim, soaking them in my cum, then shoved the fingers through my sphincter and into my ass. The handle went back into my cunt and both of my orifices were fucked while I laved the liquid folds of Lisa's vulva. I climaxed again, rocking back against his fingers and moaning even as I brought Lisa to another one.
We were two sizzling slave girls, left in a state of torrid need all day long and now we couldn't stop cumming as Master played us like a violin. He switched back to smacking mode and finished my spanking. Lisa orgasmed twice more because I didn't stop nor fail to indulge her despite my own pain or pleasure.
"Very good," Master said. "You did well. Lisa, you'll be giving Julia her thirty swats with the Enforcer."
"Me, Master? I know nothing about punishing a slave," Lisa said.
"You know what it's like being on the receiving end," Master said. "It should make you eminently qualified to deliver them as well."
"Why can't you spank her, Master?" Lisa said.
"Because I'll be getting my cock sucked, and because I want you to spank her. You'll do as I do. Test the Enforcer on yourself first to get a feeling for how much it stings when you swat with that amount of strength. Then you'll begin swatting Julia's ass while she's sucking my cock. If she loses focus on pleasing me, I will say something and you'll increase the number she receives by five. If I do not feel you're spanking her hard enough, I will apply any strokes you went light on her to your own behind, up to the entire thirty or whatever number she's earned by losing her focus on pleasuring me. Do you understand, slave?"
"Yes, sir," Lisa replied.
"You'll need to keep count out loud because my slave's mouth will be otherwise engaged. Don't start until she's been sucking for at least fifteen seconds. Julia get on your knees in front of me and begin sucking."
My bottom was already sore, though Master had given me a number of orgasms to ease the pain. I knelt down and took Master's cock into my mouth. I heard a smack and flinched, losing concentration before I realized Lisa had tried it on herself.
"Thirty-five," Master said. I knew I couldn't falter again or I would be very uncomfortable sitting tonight. I heard another smack, not mine, and kept right on sucking, Lisa still finding a swat which wouldn't be light enough to earn her the spankings I would be receiving. Apparently, she found it and the next smack landed on me, the hot, sharp pain reminding me of why I hated the Enforcer. Lisa was determined not to earn any swats herself, and I believed she was hitting me harder than Master usually did, though it was perhaps, the current redness of my ass that made me believe so.
I tried to disassociate my mind from my bottom, to ignore the painful swats landing on it as Lisa spanked me and concentrating whole heartedly on Master's cock. At some point, I was mostly successful, not feeling the Enforcer land as a lancing pain, but instead a heat which was spreading around my cunt. I didn't even hear Lisa counting, shutting everything out of my mind but his prick, continuing to bob up and down his shaft, giving him pleasure even as I'd done for Lisa. All of a sudden, I realized I was going to cum, ready to explode and I had no time. I slapped Master's leg two times, hoping he'd remember the signal for needing to cum when I couldn't speak. He did and told me I could cum, and I orgasmed, relieved he'd remembered. I knew I couldn't take another thirty.
Since I'd been ignoring the count, I didn't realize Lisa was almost done until my orgasm was over and I heard her say thirty-one. She finished the last of my swats and my ass was relieved not to receive any more. Master still hadn't cum, but now it would be easier to pay attention to him. I was right. Within a couple minutes, I felt his cock swell and a warm flood of his cum spurt to the back of my throat. I gratefully swallowed every drop, wondering how I'd managed to cum while being spanked. Was it because I'd managed to concentrate on something other than the paddle falling on my bottom? While I didn't know the reason, I was nevertheless grateful for the experience.