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In the background, Lucia was saying, "I win, I win." I laughed to hear it. Soon she'd have her own child to play with.
"Were you always this way?"
"A Dominant? No. It started about eight or nine months ago. My wife, Julia, was always reading these books about women taken in sexual slavery, some of it science fiction, abducted by aliens or the like. I read a couple of her books and asked her if she'd like to experience it for real. I'd become her dominant and she'd be my slave, just as an experiment for three weeks. At the end of it, she didn't want it to end. She wanted to remain my slave."
"How did the others get involved?"
Another game had started, but Shasta came over to listen to us, wondering what we were talking about. Dawn offered to get her another Corona and Shasta accepted.
"Lisa was our next door neighbor and Julia's best friend. When she saw how much Julia was enjoying herself, she asked to become one too."
"Were they fucking before?"
"No, neither of them had sex with women before Julia's slavery started. Rhonda was helping us when we were having the rapist problems. She knew we were all together and they were submissive. She didn't believe a slave could have an orgasm while they were whipped. Julia bet her a day in slavery to her she could make Rhonda cum whipping her. Rhonda lost and became a slave for a day. She didn't want to stop either. She agreed to become Julia's slave even if it meant having sex with me."
"I don't believe it," Bernice said. "A woman cum while being whipped."
"I've seen it, Momma," Shasta said. "Scott is being truthful."
Bernice looked at us in wonder.
"Are all white folks this strange?"
I was flipping the burgers the second time and adding the cheese.
"Well, I don't think it's exclusive to whites. Rhonda is black. Dawn's Mistress has Indian, Japanese, Chinese, Swedish and Hispanic slaves. I know of another black slave, bonded to a Master. Zoe is a lawyer, Rhonda and another woman are police officer's, and they know of an FBI agent. I believe it cuts across all cultural lines, economic classes, and occupations. I don't think it's for everyone. Might be like sexual orientation. Maybe you're born one way or the other. Maybe you never know until you try it. I didn't know I'd like it until I tried it."
"Are you fucking these women?" Bernice asked Shasta.
"I have even less desire to fuck a woman than a man," Shasta replied. "None of them has made any improper moves on me. They are what they are and not trying to force themselves on anyone else. You think I'd invite you and Cedric if I thought they were?"
"Burgers are up," I said. "Medium. If you want them cooked more, let me know."
"Stop your game, Cedric. You can leave the board there," Shasta said, "and finish the game after you eat."
"'Kay, Momma." He leaped to his feet and came over, hugging Shasta around her legs. "I'm having a great time. Are you?"
"I'm having a wonderful time. Here's a burger. Do you want potato chips or potato salad with it?"
"Can I have both?"
"A little of both, but just a little. Eat what you have, then you can have more."
"'Kay. Lucie, you sit with me?"
"Of course, little man. I'd love to sit with you. Let me get my food."
Zoe lifted him onto a chair and he started eating.
"I'm so glad you get to have your own kids, Lucia," I said. "You love them."
"I do. This is good practice, isn't it. Thanks for sharing him, Shasta."
Lucia sat down with Cedric and he was soon chattering away on any number of topics, Lucia listening with the greatest of interest to every one. I gave cheeseburgers to everyone else and they helped themselves to the rest of the food. I wanted another Corona with my burger.
Seeing Dawn's bottle was empty, I asked, "You want another beer, Dawn?"
"Yes, please, Maassster," just this side of impertinent.
I laughed, "Anyone else?"
"I'll have another please, Scott," Shasta said, finishing the last bit in her bottle.
I took the empties with me for the recycle. I got three beers, added more lime and brought them out, sitting beside Zoe. I gave her a quick peck.
"Are you having fun?"
"Very much, sir. This is nice. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves. Are you?"
"I am. It's a taste of what it's going to be like with my own son."
Everyone ate. Zoe and I had two cheeseburgers apiece. Shasta and Lucia shared their second, Lucia eating the lions share. After eating, Cedric finished the game he started before lunch. After it was over, everyone wanted to play one game.
"We only have four pieces," Cedric said.
"We can make our own, Cedric," Lucia said, taking a penny, nickel and dime from her purse. "I'll be the penny, you be the dime, your Momma can be the nickel, and everyone else can take a piece."
So all seven of us played Chutes and Ladders and it got quite raucous. I thought I was going to win until I hit that last slide that took me back nearly to the beginning. Bernice ended up winning. We all ended up in the pool and I showed Cedric how the ball floated and we could play catch in the pool. He played hard with several of us for an hour, then he started to get tired.
"We should go," Shasta said. "Cedric needs a nap."
"You don't need to go," I said. "We can put him down in my bed. When he gets up, we can order a couple pizzas. He's having a good time. No point in ending it early."
"Momma," Shasta asked, "is it okay with you?"
"I got no place to go, Shasta. You want to stay, we can stay."
We put Cedric in the middle of my bed. Lucia and Zoe decided to take a nap too, laying down on either side of him and Cedric was happy to have his new buddies with him. Bernice saw how large it was.
"No wonder four people can sleep in this bed. This the biggest bed I ever saw."
"We love it."
The rest of us got more beers and went into the hot tub. Dawn snuggled up next to me.
"Thank you for inviting us, Scott," Shasta said, leaning back. "I've had more fun today than I remember in a long time."
"You're welcome. It's been our pleasure. Cedric is a great young man. You've done well by him."
"I had a lot of help from Momma," Shasta said, squeezing her hand. "She raised him more than I did with me having to work all the time."
We chatted about a number of things, learning more about Bernice, and Shasta's father. He was a tank driver, dying in the second Gulf War which deposed Saddam when Shasta was only five years old. Bernice had essentially been a single mother ever since, taking care of first Shasta, then Cedric when Shasta was raped at age eighteen. At five-thirty, Cedric woke up and Lucia brought him out to the pool. We ordered pizza and soda. By eight, Cedric was worn out and the three of them got ready to go. I told Cedric to take the ball with him, but we'd keep the rest of the things here so he'd have something to play with the next time he came to visit.
"Can we come back, Momma?" He begged.
"If we're invited, we'll come back, I promise. Thank Mr. Rivers for inviting us so he'll want to invite us again."
"Thank you, Mr. Rivers."
"You're welcome, Cedric. I was very pleased to make your acquaintance."
"Promise me something, Mr. Rivers," Bernice said, lingering as the others left. "Don't you ever hurt my baby girl."
"That's an easy promise to make. I will never intentionally hurt your daughter, nor will anyone else if I have any say in the matter."
"I can't say I understand your life in the slightest, but you seem like nice enough folks."
"Coming from you, Bernice, I would consider your words to be high praise. Thank you for coming."
She nodded and ducked out. The rest of us retired to my bedroom and found ways to entertain ourselves until we went to sleep.
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