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SCOTT
We met Brianna as we were coming out of Dawn's room. The double bed didn't really lend itself to post-coital lazing about for three people.
"I heard you had a rough night, Scott, but it looks like your morning greatly improved."
I supposed. If it weren't for the fact we'd cleaned each other off, cum would be running down all our legs. I was moving stiffly, as were my slaves.
"Did Julia really spend the night with you?" I asked.
Julia slapped me. Brianna smiled.
"Has your wife ever lied to you, Scott?"
"No," I admitted, rubbing my cheek. That stung.
"Have you ever had reason to suspect your slaves lied to you?"
"No."
"Then why would you suspect they would lie to you now? It's insulting, which is probably why she slapped you."
"I'm sorry, Julia."
"Don't make that mistake again, Master."
"Chantelle is holding breakfast for you at Sam's, since you missed our normal breakfast hours. I suspect you have a great deal to discuss."
I nodded. We really did.
We went to Sam's. He had some clothes on, more for my benefit, I think, than his. Though I would be inclined to rip his balls off, so he was wise not to tempt me. Marcia and Chantelle were still naked though.
"I apologize for any pain I put you through, Scott, no matter how temporary." he said, standing. "It's a rough lesson, I know. I appreciate you trusted me enough with your women to auction them off that way, but you took an awfully big chance on someone you barely know. I realize how dear they are to you. Your trust wasn't entirely misplaced as I would never do anything to harm them or you, but don't be that trusting when it comes to your slaves. What you told Chen was very good advice. Keep control of your slaves at all times. Trust in each other, talk to each other, don't make plans you haven't discussed in advance. I like you. Don't make a mistake like you did the first time around and ruin a perfectly good thing."
"Was everyone here in on this?" I asked. "The whole estate? I suddenly realize you might have been unable to pull it off without help?"
"Pretty much everyone, yeah," Marcia said, "except your slaves, Janet and Chen. I think your slaves pretty much sold it for us. Their reactions were normal. They thought you'd sold them. If no one but my Master bid on them, you might have been suspicious it was really happening. There was no way for you to outbid us. The three extra chips Dawn retrieved came from us. She had to appear to be trying to help you."
"I almost attacked you last night. I wanted to kill you. I trusted you. I couldn't believe what you were doing to me."
"As much as Chen trusted you?" Sam asked.
I had to admit they had a point. I'm sure there was a point last night where he wanted to strangle me. I made it good faster and he didn't have to stew all night thinking I was fucking his slave, but if he'd punched me right away before I'd had an opportunity to explain, I would have deserved it.
"We tried to prepare for that eventuality, Monsieur Scott," Chantelle said. "It's part of the reason Monsieur stood so close to Julia. We hoped you wouldn't risk hurting her, but Mistress and I were prepared just in case. I think we might have calmed you down without hurting you."
I shook my head. "I can't believe you let me hang out to dry all night."
"Master," Julia said. "I'm glad they did. I was furious with you. The fact you would sell us as red silk slaves enraged me; allowing everyone to bid on us. What you did was wrong. You didn't even give us a chance to protest or use our safe word, gagging us. You made it quite clear to everyone we could be used fully by anyone who purchased us and would not renege if it was a man. I did not resent you adding us into the nyotaimori, nor letting Sam tie us, or even figging us, which is no worse than a severe spanking, but to sell us and Janet without a word of explanation or even a clue of what would happen was terrible. Do you have any clue how Janet felt being sold to you, let alone Chen? They're dating! If Sam had done anything less to you for your behavior, I'd still not have forgiven you. The only reason I have forgiven you is because I know how much you suffered."
"I tried to make sure a man wouldn't buy you," I said, looking at Sam again, who shrugged his shoulders.
"But you let us think one of them could. Even Chen. I heard your little conversation with him when Sam was purchasing Lisa. Chen made us think he might buy us, even though he only wanted Janet. You wanted the men to sell the idea they could purchase us. After all the trouble fucking other men caused you and the fear I could ruin our relationship if I ever did it again, you made me think it might happen again. It was horrible."
"And I'll apologize once more to you, Julia, and you Lisa, for playing along with Scott's idea. We wanted him to think everything was going according to his plan," Sam said.
"Julia is not wrong, Master," Lisa said. "As slaves, we cannot help becoming aroused by the thought of our sale, but with our arousal, came great fear. Fear you would look upon our arousal as a betrayal to you and hate us for it."
"I could never hate you," I said.
"Yet you're ready to hate Sam and everyone else for merely pretending to take advantage of our arousal," Julia said, "which was not significantly worse than what you did to Chen and only with the goal of protecting our relationship, which they apparently care more about than you. While I know it was awful for you, I'm hoping he taught you a valuable lesson because I never want you to do it to us again. I wish you to shake his hand and make up and thank everyone here for caring enough for us, they'd bother to give you this lesson, just like the one you gave Chen."
Sam stuck his hand out. He hadn't taken advantage of my slaves, when by all rights he might have. I was the idiot who sold them.
"Please, Scott. I do value your friendship," he said.
I shook it. "Thanks for not taking advantage of my slaves."
"Marcia and Chantelle would have had my nuts if I tried. They were perfectly safe, I assure you. I sincerely apologize again for the pain you suffered last night. It may have made for an effective lesson, but I know it hurt you deeply."
I nodded, gripping his hand harder. Then I offered my hand to Marcia.
"You don't get off that easily, Master Scott," pulling me in for a hug. What the hell. I patted her ass. She laughed. "Touché."
"Monsieur," Chantelle said, hugging me. "Veuillez excuser notre maladresse. Please excuse our clumsiness if we hurt you in any way." I patted her bare bottom too. It made it seem more even. Sam smiled. He understood.
"Now, Master," Julia said. "After we eat, Zoe and I are going shopping. We have maternity garments to purchase. I shall try to keep a Master's prerogatives in mind as I pick out fat clothes. We shall probably play once or twice in the dressing room as we are both slave sluts, and dine out for lunch as we are women who need a lot of time to shop. As for you, Dawn will be coming by shortly. Since you weren't up to fucking her last night, she thought you might be in a better mood this morning. She and Lisa expect to drain what remains of your cum. Sam, Marcia and Chantelle have agreed to vacate their house so you can make them scream without embarrassment. I assume we're all good here now." She looked pointedly at me.
"Yes, we're good." I said.
"If it remains that way until we leave, I shall suck your cock on the way home. I intended to do it yesterday before the fiasco. I figured what was good for Chen, was good for my Master."
"I'll behave myself, thank the others, apologize to Chen, fuck hell out of Dawn and Lisa and be sure to ask about your activities in the dressing room on the drive home before you suck my cock. Anything else?"
Julia smiled at me. "No, sir. I think that covers it perfectly."
We adjourned for breakfast.
I was sitting around the pool, enjoying the view. Breakfast had gone well and I was pretty much feeling normal again. I didn't hate anyone, I'd spent two hours fucking Dawn and Lisa as well as watching them pleasure each other when I ran out of steam. I'd spoken to Brianna, thanking her for the valuable lesson and for looking after my slave last night. I'd purchased new slave jewelry for Julia. I was feeling pretty mellow, sipping a cold beer, more of them in a bucket of ice below my lounging chair. When Chen and Janet came out to the pool, I did observe a fancy new metal collar on her. Not visible was the one she'd received from Julia. It may have been my imagination, but I thought Janet was walking a little bow legged. I called them over and offered them a cold beer. Chen sat and Janet knelt beside him.
"Please, sir, may I have a beer?" Janet asked. "I've worked up a huge thirst this morning."
"You may have just one, Janet," her Master said.
"Thank you, sir." I handed her a beer.
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