CHAPTER 045
SCOTT
As surprised as I was when Gwen said she was bringing her husband to our bash, I was even more surprised at the declaration Julia made to Sarah. How much she loved her slavery and knowing in her heart of hearts, she was a slave and had found herself in her slavery. This did not sound like a woman who intended her slavery to end in less than a week. She sounded like she'd found her true calling. How did I feel about that? It had been hard for me to contemplate giving her this experience for three weeks, knowing I would share her with others during that time. How would I feel if it continued past three weeks? As aroused as I might become watching her used by others, there was still the bit of darkness in my soul as she cried out in ecstasy in someone else's arms.
Almost as surprising was Sarah's declaration she'd reciprocated Julia's pleasuring and watching her lap at her folds after whipping her. She struck me as much heterosexual as I was, and I could never picture myself sharing pleasure with another man. I didn't care if gay men existed in the world; it meant more women for the rest of us, but it wasn't an experience I ever pictured for myself. On the other hand, I realized my beautiful slave was a delight to behold, tasted delicious on the tongue, and brought out the dominant in anyone who had a drop of it in them. It appeared obvious to me Sarah had more than a drop. It was not something I'd recognized in her when I met her, but immediately apparent at the springs yesterday when she'd ordered my two slaves to pleasure her.
It was part of the reason I'd invited her, to give my two slaves another Domme to play with. We were all hungry again. It was nearly one. Lisa made sandwiches for all while Julia did a load of laundry, putting the clothes from last nights wash into the dryer.
"Your clothes should be dry in about an hour, Mistress," Julia said upon returning.
"It looks as if I won't need clothes much while I'm here," Sarah said.
"No," Julia agreed. "Only linens and some of Master's things have really filled up the laundry basket for the last two weeks."
When we ate, I fed my slave, whom I hadn't spent much time with the last eighteen hours. As I fed her, I also played with her, giving her another orgasm, whimpering and shaking in my lap. After lunch, we went back to the pool. Julia and I swam laps while Lisa and Sarah sat in the hot tub, pleasuring one another. I was happy to see Sarah had lost some of the boundaries which prevented her from pleasuring my slaves. Around two-thirty, I got a call and I swam to the edge of the pool to take it. Regina King, why was she calling?
"Hello, Regina, what's up?"
"I'd like to ask a very special favor, Scott."
"What is it?"
"You remember Ron agreed to undergo training with Mistress Dark this weekend?"
"Yes, so he could use my slave's mouth."
"Exactly. Mistress Dark said she's discovered some things about my husband and would like to keep him another night to further train him. She asked if she could keep him until noon and bring him back then. I will be at your place by eleven. Would you have any objection to her bringing him round your place at noon?"
"No objection; did she say what she learned about him?"
"She did not, only that it wouldn't negate his ability to fully please me."
That could mean anything, I thought, or nothing. My slave owed Rose two hours of pleasure for convincing her to fuck me. If Mistress Dark was coming over anyway, I might as well invite her and her slaves to join us. The more the merrier.
"I'll tell Mistress Dark to bring him here and invite her to join us," I said. "You can't have too many slaves around to entertain guests. I should tell you that Gwen is bringing another red silk slave she works with, and her husband."
"Her husband? Did I know she was married?"
"I don't think so," I said. "It wasn't discussed at the poker game. I don't know what Lisa and Julia were telling you during their negotiations."
"I remember they said she was a sales clerk, Julia seduced. That boggled my mind enough I may not have heard any more."
"Also, there's another female staying her for a couple days; someone we met on the Pacific Coast Trail yesterday."
"Another slave?"
"She's proven to be more dominant than submissive," I replied.
"Does she play poker?" Regina asked.
"She's on a tight budget for now. I don't think she has the money for a buy in, but I'll ask her."
"Interesting. Thanks a bunch, Scott. I'll see you tomorrow."
"We'll see you tomorrow."
I called Mistress Dark right away. It didn't sound if she had other plans, if she was planning to deliver Ron at noon, but she might make some if she didn't have any.
Rose answered the phone again.
"May I please speak to your Mistress, Rose?"
"Of course, Master Rivers. I'll bring the phone to her. She's currently training someone."
"It's the reason for my call, actually."
"Wait one moment, sir. I'm putting you on hold."
I waited a couple minutes and Mistress Dark took me off hold.
"Hello, Scott. How are you and your slaves doing?"
"Just peachy," I replied. "You may have the opportunity to witness their progress yourself if you're not busy tomorrow."
"I'm training a young man at the moment and need to drop him off tomorrow at noon, but I'd be available after that."
"That's the reason for my call," I said. "His wife just called me. She's one of our friends and will be attending a Memorial Day barbecue at my place tomorrow. You may bring her husband here at eleven, and since you'll be here anyway, why don't you and your slaves join us for a day of food, booze, fun and games."
"Are you talking about my kind of fun and games?"
"In all probability. In addition to Julia and Lisa, I'll have two other red silk slaves here and I have some sexy games planned for after we eat around one. All three sets of parents will be here along with others of my poker friends besides Ron and Regina."
"All your parents will be there? How kinky are you, Scott?"
I laughed. "Not that kinky, which is why it's helpful to have additional slaves here. Also, it's my understanding that Julia owes Rose two hours of pleasure in return for Rose's agreement to fuck me at the club."
"Rose will love to hear she'll get to enjoy Julia's company. I would love to come. We'll be there."
"Might I ask why you needed to keep Ron past this evening? Regina mentioned you discovered something about him."
"Yes. In addition to being a natural submissive, which was in conflict with his manly self-image, he's a bit of a closet queen."
"Ron is gay?" I asked, incredulous.
"Well, let's say bisexual with a masculine bent. He's able to enjoy sex with women, but he's got a male preference. He loves to suck cock and get fucked in the ass. He's a bit of a boy toy."
"Christ! Regina said she was told he would be able to fully please her."
"Oh, he will. Particularly if treated as the submissive slave he is. He'll perform any type of sex Regina wants if she takes control of him. He's become as good at cunt licking as your slaves were, perhaps better since I've had him for longer, but he may be an even better cock sucker. He'll probably serve as a male slave tomorrow in the event anyone wants to try him out. I've pretty much trained him to get erect on command. I don't let him cum often so he can maintain his erection. He should be able to service both men and women tomorrow."
"I wonder if his sexual preferences have anything to do with the problems Regina and he were having in their marriage. It seemed pretty rocky last Thursday."
"It wouldn't surprise me, but I suspect it also had more to do with his self-image being out of sync with his natural inclinations. He felt he needed to be the man of the house when he needed to be Regina's bitch. Of course, Regina might not want a boy bitch, which would be a problem."
"I can't believe this."
"You'll believe it if you let him suck your cock tomorrow. The other male slaves spoke highly of his cock sucking skills."
"I'll pass on that, Mistress Dark. Not my thing, really."
"Okay. He's hoping though. Likes your cock apparently."
"Oooh. Did not need to know that. Kind of creeps me out," I said.
"He's the same lovable goofball he always was. You just have to tell him what to do and he'll respond a whole lot better."
"You should probably say something to Regina before you drop him off here. Might be a bit of a shock."
"I'm scheduled to call her at nine. I'll break the news to her then."
"Right. Good talking to you then," I said.
"Ta-ta. See you tomorrow," Mistress Dark signed off.
"Julia, Lisa, I need you to do something for me," I called out.
Julia swam to the edge of the pool and Lisa got out of the spa and joined me. Sarah got out as well so she could hear what was going on.
"I'm going to need my slaves to get more food. What the others bought is not going to be enough. In addition to Gwen bringing Rene�� and her husband, which we probably could have handled, Mistress Dark is coming with Rose and Slut."
"With who?" Sarah asked.
"Her two slaves, Rose and Slut," I said.
"She's got a slave named Slut?" Sarah asked.
"It's not her real name, obviously," I said. "Her Mistress gives her the name when she misbehaves, which is apparently quite often, because we've never heard any other name. Slut likes to be punished. I believe she misbehaves on purpose so her Mistress will punish her. That is not the oddest news, however. Mistress Dark has discovered Ron is both a submissive and a male leaning bisexual. He likes cock. Mistress Dark is guessing these important bits of information might be what's making his and Regina's marriage on the rocky side. So, we need additional food for five people, meat, sides, chips, beverages, and pick up more desserts. We should have enough extra booze around the house. I want Julia and Lisa to go out and purchase the stuff in their outfits of the day. Obviously, we now have six slaves, maybe seven, if you count Ron, who's being turned out tomorrow. And Julia, Rose will be expecting you to make good on your agreement. I believe it was two hours, wasn't it?"
"Yes, Master, it was."
"I'm not sure if you'll have time for a straight two hours. It might have to be broken up or perhaps I'll send you there again when I'm working next week. I intend on you being a very busy slave tomorrow."
"Yes, sir."
"Do you need me to do anything, Scott?" Sarah asked.
"I'd like to bounce some more ideas off you if I may."
"Of course."
"Get going slaves. Pick up something at the deli for supper tonight. Let me see what you look like before you leave. I want to know what delicious creatures I'm setting loose on the world."
"Yes, Master," Julia replied.
They went to put on their clothes. In ten minutes they came back. Julia was wearing a backless dress so low in the back it showed the top two inches of her ass crack and the front was deeply cut at the cleavage and narrow at the sides and very thin material. Her naturally hard nipples would poke out, and her breasts would swing loosely in the front, with both front and back clearly showing there was no underwear to be found. Lisa was wearing thigh high red stockings with a black mini dress which came about four inches below her crotch and a red translucent top which showed the shape and outline of her breasts and her areolae and nipples were dark enough to show through. I was certain there would be some wives whose eyes would be shooting daggers at the two whores in the store.
"You both look captivating, like perfect sex slaves," I said. "I couldn't be prouder of how you look."
They both did a small curtsy. I laughed.
"It's almost criminal you sending them out like that," Sarah said. "Half the male population will be walking around with boners."
They left and I was alone with Sarah.
"Before you say anything," Sarah said, "I don't think you can go ahead with your plan to make your slaves think they're having sex with their parents."
"Why do you say that?" I asked.
"I was talking to Julia last night..." She noticed the look I was giving her and said, "Yes, we fucking talked. Even women have to rest sometime." I smiled at her. "You shit. Anyway, as I was saying. Getting them to think they might be fucking their parents might result in mind blowing orgasms, but there's also a chance it will emotionally fuck them both up, put an immediate end to the fun and games, and eventually end your splendid marriage. My personal opinion and I could be wrong, but the risk doesn't match the reward, even if I am wrong. If you remember their conversation this morning of how emotionally distraught they'll be as nude slaves in front of their parents, that should be a hint as to how devastating it would be to think they're having sex with them. On the other hand, being that emotionally charged just being nude means they'll be even more so if they're fucked in front of them. So if you, or one of your twisted, kinky friends were to slip the sausage to them while the parents are looking on, the orgasms should be just as powerful without the mental land mines."
I thought about what she said. It made a lot of sense. The risk/reward ratio did seem to be out of proportion to what I hoped to accomplish, and making them have sex with others in front of their parents might do much the same thing without the risk.
"I believe you're right," I said. "I hadn't looked at it quite that way."
"So what did you want to bounce off me?"
"Adding a lot of other slaves to the mix may be confusing the logistics. My original intent was to auction the slaves off to a pair. With three slaves and seven people, I was thinking two people could pool their money and buy a single slave to have for an hour or two. It would have created the opportunity for my slaves to serve multiple Masters. Even the poorest poker player might participate by pooling with the best. I was thinking I could sit it out. But even if Mistress Dark and her two slaves don't stay for the poker, losing Ron as a player and possibly gaining him as a slave changes the odds dramatically, although I don't know if anyone but Regina would bid on Ron as a slave. Now we're down to six players and four slaves, five including Ron. Can you afford a $150 buy in?"
"No, and I don't play poker anyway. I'm more a bridge kind of card player, not a gambler."
"So, regardless, two of the slaves won't have to serve two Masters, which might be disappointing to them. It seems to be one of the attractions of being a sex slave."
"You mentioned playing some other game before the poker started. What did you have in mind?"
"I have some sex dice. Each of the slaves would be a slave station. Every one there would go to each of the slave stations and the slave and player would roll their dice and the dice would determine what the slave and player would do to each other, and for how long. Both the slave and player would each have to do what their dice said. You would go to each slave station three times, rolling a different set of dice each time. One dice is an action to be taken, one a body part for the action to be taken upon, the third die is regular and would time the action from one to six minutes. The first set of dice is relatively innocuous, involving things like kissing, rubbing and massaging. The second set of dice is sexier and the third involves penetration the possibility or anal or vaginal penetration."
"You don't need money to play, do you?"
"No, not for the dice."
"I'd like to play that game for sure. Sounds like something everyone could do, even the parents, as long as they don't play at their children's slave station."
"You're right. I thought we would be waiting for the non-players to go, but there's no reason we can't involve everyone who wants to play in that game. There would now be seven slaves, including one male which the women might like if they don't like girls. What about you? Would you go to every slave station?"
Sarah laughed. "I'm in this deep. I might as well play it out to the end."
"I like it. Every slave would get used multiple times by multiple people."
"I have a possible resolution to the other problem you mentioned," Sarah said. "The poker game issue. If you don't think anyone but Regina would bid on Ron, don't sell him after the poker game. I can make use of him if Regina has no objection. I could use an influx of cock to remind me I'm still hetero. You said the bidders would purchase the slave for one or two hours. Sell two of the slaves for single use for the first hour, and two for multiple use. The second hour, sell the two slaves sold for single use to multiple users, and the first two sold for multiple for single use. Over the course of two hours, the slaves will be sold to a single user and a double user and serve up to three different people."
"That's brilliant. I'll tell the players to double their buy in, because they will need to bid twice."
"During the early part of the day when everyone is eating, you might want to do something similar to what you originally planned. Bind two of the many slaves on your bondage contraption for thirty minutes apiece for their use by anyone, any hole, excepting any parents. The slaves will all end up well used during the day. I doubt any of them would have a complaint by the end of the evening."
I kissed her. "Sarah, you're amazing. You've got a Mistress mentality. You might want to consider finding your own slave to play with when this is over."
"I've been thinking about it," she said. "It might be kind of fun. Can you show me the dice you intend to use for the dice game. I'd like to see what's involved."
"No problem," I replied. "I'll get them now. I'd like it to be a surprise for the slaves."
I went into the house and brought them out, and showed them to Sarah.
"These are the slaves dice, and these are the players dice," I said. "There's a mild set to get things started; a wilder set, to heat things up; and a finishing set to top things off. The mid-level set is the same for both, but the mild and finishing sets are different for both slave and player."
"What's in the slave set?" Sarah asked.
"Die one is to lick, kiss, suck, massage, rub or touch and die two is the body part; lips, chest, genitals, back, thighs or neck. The mid level set is to lick or kiss, tease, suck on, rub or stroke, use toy or your choice of any of the above; the neck, chest, vagina or cock, anus, thighs or a choice of any of the above. It's the throwers choice, since they're both using the same set of dice. The real naughty set for slaves is to fuck, stroke or tease, kiss, suck or finger, massage or givers choice of the above; the lips or neck, chest and stomach, penis or vagina, back, thighs or ass, or any of the above receivers choice."
"How do you fuck a chest or stomach or back for that matter?" Sarah asked.
"If it's a woman slave, a titty fuck for chest/stomach. If it was a guy, just rub against his stomach. I suppose it's the same with the back; rub it with your cock or cunt if it ends up being the back. Obviously, it's not the choice you hope the dice comes up with. I think the back is mostly there for stroking/teasing, and massage, although I guess kissing isn't out of the question. Sucking back doesn't make much sense either."
"What if the back included the ass, and the thigh remain just thighs. I mean you can fuck thighs or females can rub themselves against a thigh. I let a boy fuck my thighs once when he didn't have a condom."
"I like your thinking," I said, making a note. "For the non-slave dice, which is what you'd be since you're not a slave, the mild dice have you licking, kissing, sucking, nibbling, squeezing, touching; the ears, lips, penis or vagina, nipples, ass or boobs, or thighs. The only difference is it specifically includes the ass or boobs and drops the back and says nipples instead of chest. So two ways to play with the boobs area and one to play with an ass. The finale dice say you may kiss, touch or fondle, lick or suck, bite or slap or spank, finger or stroke, and rub your pussy or cock on; face or neck, lips, chest or nipples, ass, pussy or cock or wild card, which is any of the above. I thought it was good to include biting, slapping, or spanking when dealing with a slave, whereas the non-slave may not want slapping or spanking. Slaves would be used to it. I expect the players to do their bit with the slave first, then the slaves to do their things to the non-slaves. That way, it could end with a fucking."
"That does sound like a lot of fun," Sarah said. "Lots of foreplay leading to a big finale."
"You can skip any slave station you wanted to for any reason, such as familial relationship or gender identity, but once you throw the dice at a station, you're committed. The slave is committed regardless. Or let's say you were willing to play the first couple rounds, but didn't want to commit to intercourse, you could play the first couple rounds and then opt out."
"Even if you opt out of intercourse, you can still end of sucking cock or licking cunt."
"Still some people make the distinction. The distinction may not fit any legal description, but it does make a difference emotionally to some people, me included. Remember when Clinton said, 'I did not have sex with that woman,' talking about Monica Lewinsky even though she'd sucked his cock. I felt more comfortable with Julia sucking cock or licking cunt than I did if she was fucked in the cunt or ass. It was easier letting her be white silk than red. I realized it's still intimate relations, but less emotionally devastating to me."
"Since you mentioned sex toys, do you have any besides the Slave Trainers?"
"I only have a vibrating anal plug," I said.
"I have a vaginal vibrator I can donate to the cause, but I think you should have several, some specialized for the anus and not too big if they've never done anal, and some for the cunt, maybe a penis sleeve for males and nipple vibrators."
"I'll call Mistress Dark," I said. "She has a wide selection she sells and she can bring some with her when she comes."
"So anything else you wanted to chat about?"
"No, actually that covered all the problems I was seeing. Let me put the dice away for now, then I'll text the players about the increased buy in, and Mistress Dark again about more toys."
Which is exactly what I did. I put the dice away, then texted the players to double their buy in because they'd now have four red silk slaves to bid on, for an hour of use each time and at least once as a partner with someone else. I got a lot of excited responses to that piece of news. Jerry asked who the new girl was and I told him it was another employee at Gwen's store. I wondered if he thought she might be the sex slave he was thinking of attaching to himself.
I also called Rose again and said I'd be texting a list to Mistress Dark of items I needed her to bring. I wanted six vibrators which could be used on vaginas and clits, three anal vibrators of a size to be used on anal virgins, one penis sleeve and a couple of nipple vibrators. She said she'd give Mistress Dark the message and thanked me for inviting them and sharing my slave with her. I told her my slave would pay her debts for Rose's generous agreement to be used by me.
"As Mistress said, Master; I could not refuse you once the timers went off. Once you learned of it, I thought my agreement null and void."
"It was a good faith agreement on your part. I do not resent your use of my slave in the slightest although you might not get all two hours tomorrow. It's going to be a busy day."
"Thank you, Master."
"I'll see you tomorrow."
"I would not be unhappy to serve you once again, Master."
"Thank you. You'll be happy to know there will be other women here for you to pleasure as well, not just men."
"You're most kind to think of me, sir."
I went back to the hot tub with Sarah and we conversed on a variety of subjects for the next half hour. My slaves returned and after they undressed and put away food, we sat down to dinner. The girls had purchased a beef bourguignon and noodles and we had salad to go with it. This time I had Julia on my lap and Sarah fed Lisa. I hadn't spent much time with my wife the last day, so I was enjoying her sitting on my lap and feeding her. We frequently kissed and I played with her lovely body parts often, giving her two orgasms during supper.
I finally thought to ask about their shopping experience. Julia looked at Lisa and they burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Apparently we were mistaken for ladies of the night, Master," Julia said.
"We were propositioned three times while we were there, sir," Lisa said. "Twice singly and once together. An older gentleman offered two thousand dollars if we would both go home with him."
"We told them all we weren't prostitutes, but merely liked dressing provocatively," Julia said. "One of the young guys didn't believe it, so he offered more money; five hundred for one of us. I had to tell him my husband would be very disappointed in me if I accepted his offer. He thought I lied until I showed him my wedding ring."
"He asked why her husband would let her dress like a slut" Lisa said, "and Julia said it was better than wearing nothing which was her only other alternative as her husband liked her in minimal clothes so he could fuck her at any time without any effort, such as removing undergarments or panty hose. He finally left us alone, but he seemed quite frustrated."
I laughed, but reminded them if others were too persistent, not to take chances and call me or at least get someone else to walk them to the car. Some guys didn't like being told no and would take matters in their own hands if they thought they could get away with it.
"Yes, Master. Of course. We should have thought of it. Fortunately, one of the baggers did go with us to the car, I think because he didn't want to stop looking."
"It is a risk of looking sexy," Sarah said, "although even older, less attractive women get raped. Rape is a power game, not a sex game."
We finished up supper, cleaned up and I told Sarah she had her choice of slaves once again.
"I'll let you have your delightful wife, Scott while I take the other one for the night. It will be as interesting to see if she delights me as much as your wife did."
"We may not have a lot of time tomorrow for punishments. Keep that in mind when you decide whether or not you'll let your slave cum when she needs to."
"When do you anticipate being able to drop me off back at the trail?" Sarah asked.
"I have to work on Tuesday, so Julia and Lisa will have to drop you off. It can be anytime all of you get up and are ready to go."
"In that case. I'll reserve the right to punish her for any infractions committed tonight, on Tuesday before we leave."
I smiled at her. "Keep in mind they may be well used tomorrow and various parts of their bodies may have more difficulty tolerating pain on Tuesday."
"An interesting experiment in itself," Sarah said. Lisa looked worried. "But I'll make sure her body is flooded with endorphins before we punish her." Lisa looked relieved. Endorphins meant she would be cumming frequently.
"A glass of wine while we watch a little TV or we talk while our slaves satisfy us?" I asked.
"That would be lovely," Sarah said. "Do you by any chance have HBO Now? I was watching 'Game of Thrones' when I started my trek, but only saw the first episode before hiking. I'd like to catch up."
"Of course," I replied. "Julia, why don't you get things ready while I pour us some wine." Julia left for the living room to turn on the TV. "What would you like to drink? I've got Cabernet, Sauvignon, Pinot Noir, Pinot Grigio, and Shiraz."
"Something light, with sweet notes."
"The Pinot Grigio then." I got the bottle and opened it, allowing it to breathe while I got the glasses.
"Thank you, Scott. In case we don't have much time tomorrow or before you go to work on Wednesday, I also wish to thank you for your hospitality, inviting me into your home and extending me the use of your slaves. It's been an entirely unexpected break in my trip and one which has been very surprising. It has taught me a lot about myself I did not know before. You've been very generous in your cordiality. I could not have imagined this."
"You're welcome. I'm glad you're enjoying your stay. It's been a pleasure having you as our guest, isn't that right, Lisa?"
"Yes, Master."
I poured the wine into four glasses, giving two to Sarah and carrying two myself. We went into the living room where Julia knelt, waiting for us with the start of episode two queued on the TV. I sat down in my favorite chair while Sarah sat on the couch.
"Julia, start the episode and then I want you to seduce me with the best blow job you can. You may have your wine after I cum."
"Yes, Master."
"Excellent idea," Sarah said. "Lisa, I want you to seduce me and when I'm satisfied with your performance, you may have yours."
"Yes, Mistress."
So while Sarah and I watched the show, my two slaves proceeded to exert their talents in giving us the greatest amount of pleasure they could. I don't know about Sarah's orgasms, they sounded as if they were delightful, but between the show and the lavish tongue lashing Julia bestowed on me, I couldn't pay much attention to her. I'd already seen these episodes, so I could pay at least some attention to the superb cock sucking I received. Perhaps Julia was just happy to have cock after the last day of cunt, but she exceeded all my expectations.
She would bring me to the edge of an orgasm, then pause, allowing the immediate need to pass, while licking the tender skin of my inner thigh or rubbing my calves while she merely breathed upon my mast, then start again, spending roughly eighty percent on my cock itself, and twenty percent on the family jewels. Licking, sucking, rolling one ball in her mouth then the other. Every time I was close, she'd pause, a smile on her face, doing just enough to keep me hard for when she began again. Four times she brought me to the brink, then stopped. My balls were starting to ache and I feared I might contract a case of blue balls before she let me orgasm and swallowed mouthful after mouthful of my cum. It was very powerful and lasted a long time. She was able to gather drops of my seed from the tip of my prick even two minutes later.
When there was nothing more to be had, she climbed into my lap and I gave her the well deserved glass of wine. Lisa was already drinking hers, so apparently her Mistress was well satisfied as well.
"Beautifully done, slave," I whispered.
"Thank you, Master. I don't think you've ever filled my mouth so much before. I could scarce swallow it all."
As a reward for her service, I played with her body, touching her in all the ways I knew she enjoyed, her lovely breasts and sensitive nipples, the slick folds of her cunt, the protuberant spike of her clit. She squirmed and moaned on my lap, smothering her moans with her lips against my chest, or even my lips, so as not to overly disturb the others. After she'd had three orgasms, we sat quietly enjoying the show, her cunt and my lap wet with her spend.
A little after 9:30, I got a call; Regina King again. I could imagine what she was calling about this time. She must have had her talk with Mistress Dark. I paused the show and took the call. The armies of the winter king were arrayed around the Stark Keep and the Dothraki had practically disappeared in their attack. Shit! I didn't want to take this call, and not just because of the timing of it. I didn't know what to say to her.
"Hello, Regina."
"Did you know my husband was a fucking homosexual, Scott!" She raged.
"No, it was news to me when Mistress Dark told me this afternoon," I said, in the most soothing voice I possessed. "He's never given me any indication he was anything other than what you thought he was. And he's not really homosexual according to her. He's still capable of satisfying you in all the ways you'd want him to, Mistress Dark said. My understanding is he's become an excellent cunt licker and can maintain an erection while pleasing a woman. There's no reason you can't remain married."
"No reason other than he prefers a cock to my cunt," Regina stormed. "I know he'd prefer sucking some guys knob to licking me, and getting fucked in the ass instead of fucking me. I should have known, you know. He didn't like licking my cunt and couldn't do it worth a damn. He liked fucking me from behind where he could pretend I was some guy instead of face to face where it was fucking apparent I was a damn woman."
"But he doesn't have to," I said, calmly. "More than cock, he craves submission. If you can provide what he needs in the way of dominance, he'll be happy to remain with you. You've been married for what, six years now. Surely you can find enough common ground to remain together."
"So I have to become his fucking Mistress instead of his wife? Punish him if he misbehaves? Order him to pleasure me instead of him wanting to? What if I don't want a fucking slave? What if I want a husband instead, one who desires me instead of some fucking guy? It might be fine for you and your wife and your fucking neighbor, but how would you feel if all they wanted to do was fuck each other and ignore you, given any fucking choice in the matter?"
"I would be upset, like you are, Regina. I'm sorry. I know you're hurt by this. But I'd ask you to keep this in mind. You've just learned about this. It's a shock and you haven't had a chance to process this at all or think about what it means to you. I think you should give it some time and think about it before you make any decisions. Approach this from a position of reason instead of anger. We can talk about it some more later. I promise. I can give you some perspective on what it means to be a dominant. Lisa and Julia can talk to you about a slave's perspective on a dominant/submissive relationship. You can get more information from us and Mistress Dark and even Ron before you make any decisions. I'm not asking too much, am I?"
"I suppose not. God, I'm so angry though. Why the hell did he marry me if he was gay?"
"I suspect because he either didn't realize he was or because he couldn't acknowledge, even to himself, he was. Like I said, it's as much news to me as it was you. I think the rest of his friends would be as surprised as we were, Regina."
"Shit!...Shit, shit, shit! Okay. I'll think on it for awhile. I won't do anything rash. I'll talk to you. I'll get some more information. I'll see you tomorrow. Shit!"
"I'll see you tomorrow, Regina. Take care."
"Tomorrow then," Regina said and hung up.
"Obviously, we couldn't hear both sides of that conversation," Sarah said, "but it appears Regina just learned about her husband?"
"Yes."
"And she wasn't happy about it?"
"Double yes."
"What exactly was her issues, Master?" Julia asked.
"That he probably prefers cock to her cunt and that he'd prefer being a slave to being a husband," I said.
"Those are weighty matters, Master," Lisa said.
"If you wanted to be a slave, none of us would have a Master, sir," Julia said. "It would be quite sad."
"I'd volunteer," Sarah said.
"Good thing for me, we don't have that problem," I replied. "Let's watch the rest of this episode, and head to bed. It will be a very busy day tomorrow."
We watched the rest of our episode and Sarah was surprised to find the Winter King didn't die from dragon fire and Arya Stark was the one who killed him. I'd been surprised too when I'd seen it the first time. After it was over, we each headed to our respective bedrooms. My slave was in for a good fucking tonight. I was so happy with her. I had her assume the 'tie up' position and she lay down on her back on the bed and I tied her down spread eagled across the sheets.
"I'm going to make you cum hard, slave," I said. "I enjoyed watching Sarah keep you from cumming this morning and how hard you climaxed when she wouldn't let you. Don't expect to get permission to cum easily nor within three minutes today."
Julia was already breathing hard when I told her, feeling vulnerable and exposed when I tied her down. "Yes, Master," she whispered, trembling.