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"Dad, why don't you help me set up the card table and we'll get started as soon as we get our drinks?"
At least his father wouldn't see my naked ass. As soon as they were gone, I reached for the liquor and the glasses, tugging my dress back down after I did. I started making the drinks.
"How are you doing, sweetheart?" Sandra asked.
"Fine, Mistress."
"Oh, honey; you don't have to call me Mistress."
"You're not a slave, Mistress, which means you're free, which means I would be punished if I don't treat you with the respect owed to a free woman."
"Well, free today, anyway. Not always."
I suddenly stopped what I was doing and looked at her. She smiled at me.
"You don't think you and Scott are the only ones who play these games, do you? Though with Dan and I, it's seldom longer than a day. Although, I do remember one weekend with particular fondness. We're older now and it's harder to play when you get wrinkles. We had some real good times though."
"Mrs. Rivers!"
"Don't be so shocked. We weren't always old. How do you think we stayed married so long? Had to throw a little fun and games into the mix. The question is; are you having fun? One should always have fun doing this kind of stuff. You know, how's the sex?"
"The sex has been very good, Mistress. Spectacular, really. It started even before the slavery began. Just thinking about it made me jump Master's bones every chance I got."
"There is something about surrendering one's will, isn't there? When you know you don't have to be a good girl anymore and can be as bad and sexy as you want?"
"Does Master know?"
"Scott? I don't think so, unless Dan's telling him now like I'm telling you. We didn't make a point of broadcasting it about." She touched my collar. "You're going all out. Three whole weeks. Do you think you'll be able to walk upright when you're done?"
"I'm hoping I'll be walking bow legged, Mistress."
"That a girl. Have some fun. You make a lovely slave, by the way. Scott's lucky to have you."
"Thank you, Mistress."
Master's voice called from the living room. "We're waiting for those drinks out here, slave. What's the hold up?"
"She's being polite and courteous to an old woman, son," Sandra shouted back. "Behave yourself. You're not too big to take over my knee."
"She's got you there, son," Dan said. "I wouldn't mess with her."
Sandra helped me finish mixing the drinks and carry them out. I brought Master's and Dan's drinks; Sandra brought hers and mine.
"Master," handing Dan his Manhattan. He patted me on the rump. "Good girl."
I handed Master his whiskey sour. "Master, your drink."
Sandra took a seat. Master asked. "Would you like to sit down, slave?"
"I'd prefer to stand for awhile, Master. I'm sure I'll be much more comfortable."
"Good spanking, was it?" Dan said laughing.
"Yes, Master Dan. Plus Master Scott does not allow his slave undergarments and this dress is rather short. I'd prefer not to give my in-laws pussy shots," I said, red faced.
"Scott's a smart boy," Dan said, still chuckling. "Never let a slave have her dignity. Keep 'em naked and available's what I always said."
"You didn't say it to me," Master said. "Seems like one of those things fathers and sons should have talks about."
"Nope. Didn't want you kids thinking you could treat your Mom like property. You needed to treat her like a lady. I was the only one who could look at her that way. Husband and wife games, son. You kids have no part in it. Young lady," he said to me. "Do you have to obey me as you do my son?"
Why was he asking me this question? Would I have to serve him like I did Master? I looked at Master and he shook his head, yes.
"I believe I do, Master Dan, unless he were to give me an order countermanding one you gave me."
"As much as I love a pretty pussy, I don't think you should give me pussy shots. I order you to find a big towel or blanket and put it over your legs while we play. Your modesty will be preserved and my wife won't have to take a 2x4 to my head when we get home. Go on now. We've wasted enough time dilly dallying. Time to play euchre."
Sandra blew him a kiss. Thank heavens. I'd learned two things tonight that surprised me. Dan and Sandra played the same games we were playing, and Dan was a wonderful gentleman. This evening was going to be much easier on me than I expected when I found out they were coming over. I quickly found a big bath towel and wrapped it around my waist. My torso still provided a fairly good display, but once my bottom was covered, sitting down was not a problem, despite the spanking.
We had a wonderful evening, playing cards until 11:30, switching partners every six games. Sandra won. After we'd quit cards, Master showed Dan and Sandra our bondage furniture. As he talked about it, I got the familiar tingles from imagining myself bound and helpless. Sandra noticed.
"It still gives me a little shot of adrenaline," Sandra whispered. "Wish I was a bit younger."
To the two men, she said, "Come on, Dan. Let's give these two love birds a little space. I think the slave is getting antsy."
Sandra hugged me and reminded me to have a good time. Dan hugged me and whispered, "Loved the show, sweetheart. Scott's a lucky man."
"Thank you, Master Dan. I'm a lucky slave."
Almost as soon as they were out the door, I had my clothes off and was attacking my Master. He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. After replacing my butt plug with the next largest size, he pushed his cock in my cunt. I was filled like never before and I climaxed early and often as he fucked me. He went into my mouth to cum and I anxiously swallowed every drop of his delicious cum. I was becoming the perfect white silk slave.
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