CHAPTER 065
JULIA
When Master got up the next morning, two slaves eagerly sucked his knob, earning our clothes and competing for the prize of his cum. It was the last time we'd be doing this unless Master changed his mind about keeping Lisa, at least, as his slave. I understood why Master didn't want to keep sharing his wife with others, and I had other reasons to quit my slavery as well, but Lisa could continue to serve as Master's slave. I surprisingly had no problem with it. Two slaves can become very close when serving a single Master. Once we sucked Master, we didn't stay abed afterwards. We needed to say goodbye to Sarah and Ron, even if Master was leaving for work.
Sarah was already up as well, her new slave licking her cunt while she sat on the couch. She looked up when we entered the room, but didn't stop. Mistresses are not ashamed of being serviced by their slaves. She had a well fucked look a slave could recognize.
Master had toast and peanut butter and coffee for breakfast. We offered to make Sarah and her slave something more substantial, since they would start walking the trail again today. She took us up on our offer and said her slave would clean up since we were cooking. Sarah and Master kissed before he left, wishing her good fortune on her trek with her new slave. Sarah looked pointedly at us with raised eyebrow.
"I promised them I'd consider the options," Master said.
So he was still considering the needs of his two slaves. He also kissed us goodbye before he left. We would be freed when he returned.
"We still have time before Regina gets here," Sarah said. "I want each of you to lick me to an orgasm."
Being slaves, we couldn't refuse the orders of a Mistress. Getting progressively better with each experience licking cunt, it didn't take either of us long to satisfy a Mistress.
Sarah sighed when we were finished, our faces covered in her cum.
"I'm going to miss you slaves. You've been quite beneficial to me in terms of both sex and understanding of slave mentality. Nor am I as hung up on labels as I used to be. I shall never squirm except in a good way at the thought of pleasing or being pleased by a woman."
"We're happy we were of service to you, Mistress," I said. "I think I speak for both of us when I say we've enjoyed your visit as well." Lisa nodded.
"As my parting gift to you both, I will allow you to cum twice today, but not until after one PM. I want you hungry for awhile."
"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress," Lisa replied. Slaves were not in charge of their pleasure; Master's were. We were lucky to be allowed to cum at all.
Mistress Sarah gave Ron a pair of her underwear to wear. He put it on. Plain cotton, but definitely a woman's cut of underwear. It was a tight fit, Ron being bigger waisted than Sarah. Fortunately, he wasn't hard. Sarah hadn't given him permission to have an erection. Just before eight, he was allowed to put on his pants, shirt and shoes he was wearing yesterday. Sarah got dressed as well, wearing the clothes she was wearing when she arrived, clean and unused for the past week. Ron was given her pack to carry. He'd have his own in short order, but for now, he could be Sarah's beast of burden.
Regina arrived a few minutes after eight.
"Put the slave in the back, Regina. I'll be out in a minutes to tell you where we need to go to get what Ron needs for the trip. Thanks."
They left, and Sarah turned to us. "Give me a kiss now, both of you," she said.
While we kissed, her hand plunged into our cunts and stroked us several times, pulling her fingers out of our pussies just before we could orgasm, wanting to leave us as needy slaves, unable to cum until after one. Both our cunts were dripping. Sarah laughed, knowing what she was doing to us. She licked her fingers clean instead of feeding them to us, tasting us for the last time.
"Behave yourselves, slaves. I hope to see you again sometime."
"Yes, Mistress. We do too." Though the next time we might meet, it wouldn't be as pathetic slave girls, but Julia and Lisa, next door neighbors and friends.
She left, closing the door behind her.
"If we can't cum until after one, we might as well go to the gym," Lisa said.
"Our slavery ends when Master gets home. He won't be able to punish us if we cum now," I pointed out.
"Is it slavery if we do whatever the fuck we want?" Lisa inquired.
"No," I admitted.
"Then you're saying our slavery is already over and we're just two horny neighbors who'll be fucking while one's husband is at work."
"I see your point. Let's go to the gym."
Fuck. Lisa's logic was impeccable, but I wanted to cum so bad. Damn Sarah for ratcheting up our need. Pathetic slaves and evil Mistresses. I was impressed. She really did understand slave psychology.