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Master appeared to consider the implications of what I was offering. Every one of us knew he could fuck other slaves. His former girlfriend was there. Fortunately, most of the slaves were lesbian except for Sam's and he said he wasn't sharing. Still, someone might offer, especially Zoe. I knew there was another slave there who appreciated cock. I think her name was Dawn and she'd been Brianna's replacement slave when Chantelle left Brianna for Sam. Still, it would save a bunch of money and if I or Lisa couldn't care for Master's needs, another slave could.
"I could check with them," Master said, eyeing me.
"I think you should, sir," I said, my expression bland and emotionless. After all, I would have Lisa. It's not as if I'd do without sex, only without Master's wonderful cock.
Master nodded and dialed Zoe first. He put the phone on speaker so we'd all be privy to the conversation.
"Hello, Scott. To what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?"
"Hi, Zoe. I have to take continuing education credits to maintain licensure. There's nothing in Fresno I really want to take, but there is a class in LA I'd love. It's next week. Julia suggested I check with Brianna and Sam to see if I could stay the week there, arriving on Sunday evening, and coming back home after class on Friday."
"Sam is here. Did you want to ask him if his room was available?"
"I thought I should generally check with Brianna first since it's her estate, then check with Sam."
"We're all out here by the pool. I can put you on speaker."
"Please."
Zoe put it on speaker and said to the others, "You're on the phone with Scott Rivers."
"Hello, Scott," Brianna said, "what's up?"
"I need continuing education credits to maintain my contractor's license and there's a class I'd very much like to take being offered in LA next week. If it's not too much of an imposition, I wondered if I might stay on your estate at Sam's place if he still has a spare room at the moment."
"Sure, you can have the room," Sam said. "Will you bringing your two delightful slaves with you?"
"Not this trip. I'm going to be busy and Julia has another baby doctor appointment next week, plus they're working on a bondage bed frame for an Alaskan King mattress we're getting."
"Really?" Brianna asked. "How far along are you?"
"Pretty much done except for another coat of varnish."
"Could you show it to me?" Brianna asked, "turn it into a FaceTime call?"
"Sure," Master said. "Let me hang up and FaceTime Zoe right back."
"Please do."
Master hung up and we went downstairs. He started the call. Then while Lisa held the camera, Master hooked me up to all the bondage stations he'd created on the bed frame. One after the other. Naturally, as he did so, I became soaking wet, slave slut that I was. I think the others could see the evidence of my arousal as he posed me. He left me hanging on the St. Andrews cross which pulled out from under the bed when he'd finished demonstrating.
"I'll pay you $10,000 for another just like it," Brianna said.
My jaw dropped. So did Lisa's. We wouldn't even have MD's 30% sales fee to contend with.
"I'd be willing to sell one for $9000 since you're letting me stay there next week," Master said. It was the right thing to offer.
"I'll take another," Sam said. "I've been looking at getting an Alaskan King as well. We're a little snug in our King Size and Chantelle has been making hints she'd like to get preggers in the next couple years, before her father and mother get too old to enjoy grandkids."
$18,000 dollars. After Master took out for materials, we'd have close to $8,000 to split between Lisa and I with two more beds. Not to mention the furniture Mistress Dark was currently selling. I was feeling better and better about our business venture. Of course, we probably wouldn't get as much for bed frames for smaller size mattresses, but they wouldn't take as long to do either.
"I'll see you on Sunday then," Master said. "Thanks for letting me stay there."
"No problem," Brianna said. "See you later, Scott," Sam said. Zoe mentioned, "Master Scott, we can discuss the work I've done on your contract when you arrive. You might be able to bring it home with you when you leave."
They hung up and Master examined me, his spread eagled slave.
"I'd like to whip you, Julia. Would you object?" Master asked. "It's for nothing you've done. I simply wish to do so, you look so helpless and delicious right now."
"No, Master," I whimpered, practically cumming already, just fastened there.
"Lisa, please get me my whip," he said, his cock starting to swell.
"Yes, Master." She disappeared with haste.
Master approached me, and I had a small orgasm, panting hard, apologizing to Master for cumming without permission, almost quivering with need. He cupped my mound and shoved two fingers inside me and my orgasm strengthened and lengthened. I moaned like the bitch in heat I was. "Fuck."
Master smiled. "You love this, don't you slave."
"Yes, Master." I was humping his hand unashamedly.
He pulled them out fed me his fingers, dripping with my fluids. I sucked them clean, tasting myself.
Lisa returned with the whip and handed it to him. He shook out the strands, tested it on himself, then smacked me on my stomach; a delicious mixture of stinging pain and pleasant warmth. Up to my breasts, taut, crinkled, peaked nipples, aimed at him. Indrawn breath, a whimper, a moan, more heat, flowing down to my cunt. A switch across my mound, red streaks, more heat, more wetness, another moan. Then measured strokes all up and down the front of my body from the tops of my boobs to my knees. Fifteen then twenty. Me melting, panting, an inferno of desire. Finally done and he bent his knees to get his cock aimed at my cunt and thrust upwards, and I screamed, cumming. I hadn't screamed for any of the stripes crisscrossing my body, but screaming for his cock, so good, so big, so perfect. It was a lengthy climax, riding his thrusts, moaning at his touch, his fevered lips on mine. I couldn't kiss him fast enough. Everything ideal, my idea of heaven, cumming on Master's cock.
He climaxed, flooding my cunt with his cum and I orgasmed with him, breathing hard, on edge. His pulses over, he pulls out of me, our fluids leaking down my legs, rivulets of our love. Lisa pouncing on his cock, cleaning him, keeping him hard. Pushing her face at my cunt, ordering her to lick me clean, then plunging into her while she's bent over, clinging to my hips, gasping, licking, kissing. I climaxed again, shortly before she did, her panting breath hot on my bare pussy as Master ravished her. If I'd died at that moment, I couldn't imagine a better way to go. Tied to a cross, Master's cum leaking from my cunt, Lisa's tongue on me while Master pounded into her. Some moments just too perfect, too special to last. Lisa cumming again as Master arched into her, filling her as he'd filled me, Lisa's whimpers of pleasure music to my ears.
"Fuck," Master moaned.
"Don't you mean, double fuck, sir," Lisa said. "You didn't stop at one."
I laughed. "Someone needs to release me," I said. "Master, may I say that was the finest whipping and fucking I've ever had. It's hard to believe the sex is getting even better."
"I'm glad you liked it."
"Just thinking of the two orders we have is wonderful," Lisa said. "It means we have a real shot of making this a successful business. Master, we may have to incorporate or do some type of limited partnership."
"I'll discuss our options with Zoe while I'm in LA," he replied, finally starting to unfasten my legs, which he was doing before my arms. Before he released my hands, he caressed my breasts and kissed me. "I'll order the supplies for the next couple beds tomorrow. Another thing you may wish to do is take a lot of pictures of the finished product and develop instructions for putting it together from a kit, and forward them to Mistress Dark. We can't just make a bunch of specific bed frames. Mistress Dark will have to take orders for specific sizes. The plans my have to change slightly for other sizes. A St. Andrews Cross may not fit under anything smaller than a Queen. We'll also need to develop prices based upon the different sizes and perhaps options. I was thinking of a small cage under the bed, plus some of the other things you showed me, accessories and add ons. I'll try to develop plans for other size beds while you girls are exercising every evening."
When I was finally released, I had to clean his cock of his and Lisa's cum which I was happy to do. Both flavors were quite familiar and beloved to me now. I also owed Lisa two orgasms according to Master, though it seemed it should be three. He told me I could take care of her while we were in bed.
Master watched me pleasure Lisa when we were in bed. He started getting hard again watching us. We offered to take care of his erection, but he declined saying he needed to sleep. Lisa and Master licked her cum off my face when I finished, so I wouldn't wear it all night.
As we lay in bed after, I said, "It's possible we might have to have help sooner rather than later with our business. I'm getting fatter and it will soon be harder for me to move around."
"Did you have anyone in mind?" Master asked.
"Our friends to start," I replied. "Reneé could do it if she wants more money than she makes as a sales clerk. Her hours might more closely align with ours, which would make Jerry happy. If Chen were to move next door and Janet and he becomes a couple, it would be very convenient for her to come from there to our house."
"They haven't even been on a second date yet, and you think they could become an item?"
"It's possible. She accepted a first date with him knowing some of his back story and agreed to go out with him again. Chen is a very nice man who would be perfect for her. It may not happen, but it could."
"How would you want to pay them?" Master asked.
"We could offer them a choice of the percentage of the profits as we get, or $15 per hour. Their choice, perhaps a combination of the above, so they know they can depend on a paycheck, and a smaller percentage of the profits. We've already got approximately four weeks work right now without taking any further orders. I suspect business could boom once we get organized. We may even want to have our own web site and take over the sale of the items ourselves once we really get going."
"Yes, if orders increase," Master said. "Neither one of them probably knows fuck all about wood working."
"Neither did I when I started," Lisa said. "Julia still doesn't trust me to use the saws or other dangerous equipment, but I can measure, drill, screw, and hammer, and anyone can sand, stain and varnish."
"All slaves can screw," Master said, teasing.
"All slaves can fuck," Lisa retorted, "not all slaves can screw."
"It's your business," Master said. "You can do as you like, but you may want to wait until you start getting more orders in before hiring more help."
"Thank you, Master," I said. "We'll have some preliminary discussions with Reneé tomorrow. No promises, but explore whether she's even interested."
"As you wish. It's time to go to sleep now."
We both snuggled up against Master, and I fell asleep listening to his breathing.
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