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Lisa delayed only long enough for my cock to spear into Julia's back door before she was dining on her pussy. Julia quickly had five more orgasms, shaking uncontrollably through each one. She held herself up enough to facilitate my use of her buttocks, raising and lowering herself over my shaft. Finally, I shuddered myself as my cum spewed deep in Julia's ass.
"Oh, fuck," I groaned, "that is so fucking incredible. I love my slaves."
"We love you, Master," Julia panted, "especially when you're fucking us."
I released Julia and she plastered herself against me, raining kisses on my face. "I'll love you forever, Master."
They led me upstairs and we took a shower together to prepare for the evening, and damned if I didn't have to fuck both of them again they looked so incredibly fine, tempting me beyond reason.
"You owe Lisa four orgasms, slave," I pointed out while we were showering. "You were cumming like crazy."
"When shall I give them to her, Master?"
"Later, after dinner. Do you know you have the most beautiful pussy in the world?" Of course, as I said it, I had to pop right into that pretty pussy, making her gasp. "And you, Lisa," I pulled out of Julia and plunged into her cunt, "I can't believe I have two such incredible slaves. I love fucking you both. I fucking love you both. I'm the luckiest fucker in the entire world."
And I fucked them to prove it, first one, then the other, sliding into one, pulling out, fucking the other. It was incredible. They both climaxed a couple times, wet and soggy in the shower. Two beautiful women, water streaming over their perfect bodies, slick, wet, wonderful, and I had them both. I practically cried when I orgasmed in Julia, my wife, my lover, my slave, the mother of my child, the pinnacle of my life. I could not be happier than I was.
"Master, what got into you," Julia asked while I strained to leave the last little drop of cum inside her. She was still twitching herself.
"You got into me, both of you. I can't believe my good fortune. Look at you."
Lisa kissed me. "Don't you feel as if you deserve us, Master?"
"I don't know how or what I've done to deserve you."
I pulled out, drained, and Julia dropped to the floor of the shower and licked me clean, looking up at me with those crystalline blue eyes as she removed all signs of our pleasure from my rapidly shrinking cock. My heart was breaking; in a good way, bursting with love.
She released me, still stroking me, and said, "You make us happy, sir. You paid enough attention to me you comprehended the secret longings in my heart. You gifted them to me despite realizing how it would make you feel. You've embraced us both, given us our desires, our fantasies. You strive to please us both. Even wearing our Slave Trainers all week is a treasure, despite how miserably they leave us longing for sex. You do it to demonstrate how valued we are as your slaves, to tease us, show us how much you enjoy our arousal, our need. It's done to heighten our eventual pleasure. I would not trade the last five weeks of my life for anything but the life I now carry, the child you gave me."
I pulled her to her feet, not wanting her on her knees at that moment, but against me, body to body, heart to heart. When Julia stood up, Lisa pulled us both into a group hug.
"Both of you; you saved me. I was miserable and depressed most of the time; felt like a failure as a woman after my divorce. I feel wanted and needed again, loved like no other time in my life. You, Julia, my sister slave, willing to share your love and husband with me. You, Scott, my Master, opening your life to include me. Showing me with everything you do, how much you value me, treasure me, adore me, treating me like the love of your life, even though you already possessed one. Both of you, willing to share everything with me, to allow me children, to make me one with you. A month ago, I couldn't even imagine this level of happiness even existed for me. If I were perfect in every way to both of you, it wouldn't be enough to show you how much I love you."
I kissed her. Julia kissed her. I kissed Julia. I might die of happiness, standing in the shower, water pouring over us, water getting cold, but so warm inside. I turned off the water.
"I want you to wear your finest slave jewelry tonight," I said. "I've gifts for you to wear tonight. Something I purchased a while back but I've been saving for the right occasion."
Julia kissed me again. "As you wish, Master." She took Lisa's hand. "I'll help you dry off, Lisa. Let's become beautiful for our Master."
As they began drying each other with large fluffy towels, I could have fucked them again. My heart couldn't contain the feelings I had. We'd have to hustle as it was.
I dried off quickly and while they put on makeup and did their hair, I set out their presents on the bed so they would find them waiting. I put on a jacket and tie. It was a nice place we were dining at tonight and since my slaves would be dressed well, their Master should be as well. They came out, sleek, sensuous and sexy and put their Slave Trainer's in, since they wouldn't be able to do so later. I would leave them off until we picked up our guests. The rest taken care of, they approached the bed and the garment bags on them.
"The one on the left is for Julia and the one on the right is Lisa's."
Lisa opened hers first, exclaiming delightfully when she saw it, a layered red chiffon floor length gown. The layers played hide and seek with the body below it as you moved, exposing a flash, then covering it immediately with the next step. Julia's the same except in blue. Julia looked at the tag on the designer label.
"Master," she exclaimed, "this dress had to cost close to a thousand dollars!"
"Damn close," I laughed, "and I can't wait to see you in them. If I can't keep you as the naked slaves you are when I take you out, I at least want to hint at it. I took the sizes off one of your dresses that fits you best. It's too bad you're pregnant, Julia. It probably won't fit you in a few weeks, but I had to see you in it now."
They put them on and swirled around the room, modeling them for me. I hoped nobody was susceptible to heart attacks, or we'd be leaving a trail of dead bodies behind us.
The both rushed to me and kissed me. "Sir, it's breathtaking," Lisa said.
"To match the slaves wearing them. Put on your jewelry now. I want the full affect."
They quickly added their loveliest slave jewelry and despite the sex I'd had already today, I got an immediate erection. Being the attentive slave girls they were, they recognized the condition of my cock beneath my pants and offered to take care of it for me. I told them we had no time but I'd be happy to accept their attentions tonight.
"Sir," Lisa said. "I hate to say so, knowing how we're being punished for last night, but if we wear our Slave Trainers tonight, we might ruin these beautiful gowns."
"How so?" I asked.
"When we wear the trainers, both Julia and I leak our fluids like crazy. We can't throw these dresses into the washer and it's entirely possible they'd be stained beyond saving. I'd hate to ruin such beautiful and expensive dresses the first time we wear them. Just to be on the safe side, knowing how wet we are all the time anyway, I even feel like we should wear panties to protect the dress."
"Lisa's right, sir. We risk these gowns if we wear our Slave Trainers tonight. I'd rather wear them all day tomorrow than damage these," holding it out from her legs and curtsying.
"Fuck! I guess I wasn't thinking. Okay, take out your Slave Trainers and wear the briefest g-string panties you have."
"Yes, sir."
They scrambled to obey. This was the first time since they'd renewed their slavery they were going to be inaccessible to me. On the other hand, this is not the type of dress I'd be pushing up their backs to fuck them in anyway. Into each life a little rain must fall, and it was sprinkling now. Given how everything else was going, sunshine was on the horizon.
When ready, I said, "Let's go girls, your carriage awaits. I'd like you to both sit in the back so Chen may sit in the front with me."
"Yes, sir. Should we discuss our situation with Janet?"
"If she asks. I want you to be completely honest with her. It may not come up."
Slavery: A series of erotic games (Book 01)
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