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JULIA
Lucia let Reneé out when it was time for her to leave. She came back and slid under the covers.
"You promised to reward me for sucking Master Chen," she whispered.
"And you shall be well rewarded for an hour, then we need to go to sleep."
I gave Lucia a several orgasms, the last few while she licked me as well. We were both physically drained when it was time to sleep. We nodded off in each other's arms. Lucia heard the alarm next door first. She shook me awake.
"I think Jack is trying to break in next door. Let's go to Master's room where I can protect all of you."
We didn't turn on any lights, but crept through the dark until reaching my bedroom. Master and Lisa were already awake.
"I'm guessing Jack," I said.
"I am too," Lisa replied. "He thought he had a place to stay and got thrown off by the new locks and security code. I hope they nail the fucker."
"We'd better put something on. I'm sure we'll have to answer some questions," Master said.
Everyone put somewhat decent clothes on and we waited in the dark in the dining room. Eventually, someone knocked. Lucia checked to see who it was and after informing us, let a couple officers in.
The head of the group was a very dark black woman sergeant with short hair. She was almost invisible until we turned on the lights. She was tall and looked like she might have a nice figure behind all the gear. She said they weren't able to catch the burglar next door, saying he'd broken a sliding glass door, but not stayed. She said they'd also impounded his vehicle and warned us he might be more dangerous now. She'd leave an officer inside the house until morning when the damage could be prepared. Master offered to board it up, but decided to wait until morning before he'd consider moving out.
After the police left, Lucia and I got into bed with Master and Lisa. It was crowded, but cozy.
In the middle of the night, Lucia poked me hard, saying "On the floor now! Someone's shooting."
Lisa responded first, dropping to the floor while tugging on Master's arm while I pushed him. He was taking longer to wake up. He practically toppled on the floor on top of Lisa, indignant. There were several loud bangs and glass breaking and Lucia told him someone was shooting at the house and to stay down. After a few minutes of gunfire, we heard lots of sirens coming and the shooting stopped. Lucia told us to get dressed again as there would be more questions. When there was knocking on the door, Lucia and Master went to answer it. It was Sergeant Meadows again. Everyone joined her and another officer in the dining room. Lucia and the other officer stood, while the rest of us sat.
She told us we had to leave, she couldn't protect us at night from a rifle. She suggested a motel. We discussed the different options we had, eventually dismissing all of them. Master said it looked like we'd be going to a motel.
I had a different idea, rather brilliant I thought, though I might eventually regret it. "Scott," I said, "I seriously doubt Jack would have a clue where MD lived, if you think she'd be willing to help out."
Her house was big. She housed people there, and would understand the slave/Dominant dynamic. Plus she had business with me.
"Excuse me a minute, officers," Master said, "but that may be a possibility. I need to make a phone call. Excuse me a minute."
He disappeared for several minutes, making the call. Sergeant Meadows was looking at Lucia speculatively, like a lion eying an antelope.
"Could I talk to you for a few minutes?" She asked Lucia.
Lucia picked up the firearm on the counter by the barrel, carried it to the table and sat down, the gun close to hand. Sergeant Meadows didn't seem to mind how cautious Lucia was being.
They started talking about the arrangements for getting us all safely out of here and she paid close attention to everything Lucia was saying, as if she respected her opinion. They'd pretty much decided on how they were going to move us when Master came back and told us we had a place to stay. He said she was particularly interested in seeing me and I knew why. I couldn't help it, I rubbed my ass absently and Master noticed.
Master told us we could work on our projects while at MD's, so we carried up everything from the basement and loaded it into his truck, got clothes for several days, Master taking the most because slaves could go naked at Mistress Dark's, and in fact, were expected to do so.
Sergeant Meadows spoke to Master briefly before he locked up the house, then came over to speak to Lucia again.
"Are you in a relationship?" She asked Lucia bluntly.
"If you're interested in romance, I am in a relationship. If all you want to do is fuck, I'm not. If you're looking for a work out partner, I'd love to work out with you, naked preferably."
Lucia's answer surprised her. The sergeant thought for a moment before responding.
"Why aren't you interested in romance?"
"I'm in a relationship, but it's an open one, so if all you want to do is fuck, I'm available. The current situation dictates I really need to start working on my skills again if I'm to remain effective, so I'd love to work out with you."
"But naked?"
"A good naked workout preparatory to fucking makes the fucking more fun," Lucia said, "soothing to tired muscles and overall soreness."
"I'm not sure I know anywhere we could work out naked."
"We don't have to work out naked, but it would definitely be more fun," Lucia said, smiling.
"I'll get back to you on that," Sergeant Meadows said. "Be safe."
"Always," Lucia replied. "You too."
She moved away from the car and we started our drive.
"Lucia, you horny slave, you," I said.
"Don't tell me you'd turn down that dark meat?" Lucia said.
"I wouldn't, but she's not a slave, so Master wouldn't let me fuck her."
"Mistress doesn't impose the same restrictions on me. I like athletic, powerful women. I like working out with Chantelle and Marcia. This could be fun."
I laughed. The thought of a tall, inky black Sergeant Meadows and a short, pale, white Lucia working out naked before fucking together aroused me.
The drive was convoluted, but eventually Lucia told him we weren't being followed. Slut came out to greet us when we got there and told us we could unload in the truck in the garage. There was the van Mistress used for transporting her slaves in there, but the other two spaces was empty, so while the others unloaded the truck, Slut and I brought in our clothes. We left them in the hall and she took me to the kitchen. When the others finished with the truck, Rose returned and started cooking pancakes. Nothing like comfort food after a night of near terror. We ate like animals, scarfing down everything in sight. My baby seemed to be demanding more food.
Slut led us to our two rooms, on which she'd placed our suitcases on the beds. It was two queens. You could see these were the rooms normally reserved for slaves, lots of bondage tie downs, cages under the bed, not much in the way of furniture, nor even closets or bureaus, as slaves don't wear clothes.
Master talked about getting us rental cars, but Lucia told him he was the one most likely to draw Jack here. All he had to do was go to Master's work and follow him here, no matter what Master drove, so he'd always have to be careful coming back here.
Master kissed us all goodbye and told us we could nap three to a bed. We immediately sought a bed when Master left, cuddling together. The other two slept fairly easily. I had more difficulty. I kept thinking of what might happen to me tonight. I don't know why I thought I could usurp Mistress Dark's slaves. It was foolish of me and now she could punish me with Master's permission. She belonged to the BDSM club. I'm sure she was familiar with all kinds of ways to punish slaves, most of them unpleasant. I imagined someone trying to take me away from Master and how angry he'd be. Not too dissimilar to how he felt about Jack, trying to take Lisa back and fucking me. He could easily kill him. Master wouldn't let MD kill me, but he did say he'd go along with most any punishment I warranted. I suppose as long as it didn't harm the baby, I deserved what I got.
I finally fell asleep and the others got up before I did. I barely felt them leave the bed, stirring only slightly. I finally woke up around three-thirty, upset with myself for sleeping the day away. Now, it would be hard to sleep tonight, though when I eventually found how little sleep I'd have tonight, I was glad I rested as long as I did. I finally found my way to the kitchen where Rose and Slut were working on a meal.
Rose said, "My Mistress said you could have something to break your fast, but not too much or you'll spoil your appetite for supper, which will be served when your Master gets done at work."
"Thank you. Where are Lucia and Lisa?"
"In the garage, working on the bed," Rose said
"May I please have a slice of toast which should hold me until supper, then I'll go to the garage to help the others."
Without a word, she added a slice of toast to the toaster and pushed down on the lever. I sat quietly, still contemplating the nature of my punishment which Mistress Dark would impose. Perhaps they would know.
"Has your Mistress punished you for what I did yet?"
"No," Slut said. "She told us we would all be punished together when she had all the guilty parties together."
So no help there. "What are you anticipating as punishment?"
"A caning at least," Slut replied. "She hasn't specified."
"Will it be bad?"
"I tolerate three fairly well. Perhaps even enjoy them, but I'm a glutton for punishment. More than that becomes unbearable."
Three. More becomes unbearable for Slut.
The toast popped up. Rose buttered it and put it on a plate for me. "I'm sorry I informed Mistress about what we did," she said. "I couldn't live with the lie."
I pulled her down for a brief kiss. "It's not your fault; it's mine. I never should have attempted to usurp her rights. I don't know why I did it. Master was going to make me tell anyway. I don't hold you responsible."
"You told your Master too?" Rose asked.
"I couldn't live with the lie either," I assured her.
I ate my toast and Slut led me to the garage. Despite it only being the two of them, it appeared they were getting a lot done. I immediately started to help.
"You were quite the sleepyhead," Lucia said. She was sanding one of the long pieces we'd cut yesterday.
"I had difficulty falling asleep. I'm worried about what punishment I shall receive from Mistress Dark."
"Why would Mistress Dark be punishing you?" Lucia asked.
I told her what I'd done.
"You tried to take her slaves?" Lucia said, her face a mask of surprise. Perhaps fear as well, and I'd never seen her afraid before. Of course, she couldn't protect me from this danger. I'd earned this one.
"Only for when they'd come to see us, but yes."
"You know how much Mistress likes Sam, don't you?"
"Yes."
"Despite that, she was tremendously hurt and disappointed when Sam took Chantelle away from her, even though it was Chantelle's choice to leave and Sam hadn't tried to take her. I mean, she's suppressed her feelings for the most part because she loves all of them, but it still affected her deeply. It helps they all remain on the Estate and Sam is willing to share both of them with her, but I always suspect she uses both of his slaves harder because they're his, than her own slaves. It's almost as if she's trying to get back a little of what he took away."
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