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In late March, Sean goes to the therapist and she talks to him a couple sessions and she goes over all the rules she's created for initiating intimate contact with Shasta, after which, he starts attending with her. Shasta talks to us about her progress after each session.
Her therapist brings in a licensed sex therapist to assist. After a couple sessions together, the sex therapist has them doing things like having Sean hold her hand, or touch her cheek or stroke her hair. The training is still intensive, going on three times a week. After three sessions of nothing more than gentle, non-sexual contact, they have Sean disrobe Shasta and hug her naked. The fact he can control his erections so precisely is critical to the process. It makes him non-threatening and less pushy. Every session afterward, they're working naked together.
Holding her loosely in a spoon, nuzzling her neck. Then moving on to spooning while his hand explores her upper torso. Then giving her a naked massage. Still no erection, the touching is erotic now, but still not sexual. Finally, Sean is allowed to touch the holy of holies, merely the outside, but he gives Shasta an orgasm, lightly stroking her pussy. He still doesn't get an erection in therapy. This is for his Mistress, meeting her needs. Since Shasta knows he has his own, after each session, he's allowed to masturbate and cum.
The day finally arrives where he's allowed to push his fingers inside of her, while they kiss. He's very gentle and well trained, knowing exactly how to pleasure a woman. He gently strokes her g-spot. Shasta cums, then cums again, her back arching, her hips thrusting against his hand. He moves his kisses from her lips to her breasts, then suckles her nipples. She orgasms again, moaning his name.
"It was almost better than fucking him while he's tied down," Shasta said, telling us afterward. "Tomorrow, the therapist is going to have him lick my cunt while his hands are free and touching me. If that goes well, he's going to mount me for the first time. I'm nervous, but excited too."
After her next session, Shasta told us that Julia was right. Being licked while fingered was better than licking alone. Sean had a big grin on his face, knowing how pleasing he was to his Mistress.
"Wipe that grin off your face, slave," Shasta said. "You can still get better. Maybe I have Julia smack your balls with her whip while you licking so you learn to concentrate better. Better yet, take herself one of her monster strap-ons and fuck your ass."
"Yes, Mistress. Whatever you say."
She patted his cheek. "He is a pretty good boy. Maybe don't have to be your biggest strap-on, Julia." We laughed.
The next session went even better. They started with Sean sitting cross legged on the floor and Shasta mounted him, but his hands were free and they hugged and kissed, touching her breasts and stroking her bottom. He didn't move, and he didn't lose his erection, and they just sat that way for a half hour, no thrusting and no riding, just his stiff prick sitting in her pussy. Then Shasta was told to move and she started sliding up and down his cock. He still didn't cum. Shasta did, a lot. That was going well, so Sean laid her on her back, never leaving her cunt and his body covering hers, fucked her. She climaxed a lot more. So much, she forgot about him.
"Mistress, may I please cum," he said. "I've been hard for over an hour and it's starting to hurt my balls."
"You can cum, slave," Shasta whimpered, cumming herself. Sean stiffened and sent quite a flood of cum deep inside her which leaked quite profusely on the therapists floor cushions.
"I'll pay for new ones," Shasta said, when she saw the mess they'd made.
"It's not necessary," the therapist said. "I was warned and these are washable. I believe you've advanced to the point that thrice weekly sessions are no longer necessary. We're done with the sex therapist now, but I still want both of you to see me every week for the next month to talk about your progress and how you're doing together. If we don't see any regression, your therapy is over."
"Then, Sean and I go home and I don't chain him to the bed anymore. We have sex again. Great fucking sex. This time I remember he need to cum too. Tonight, when we go home, I'm going to introduce him to Cedric as not just a guest, but his Momma's friend, and Sean start to join the family in activities. Of course, he have to wear clothes around the rest of the house, but he have to strip as soon as he closes the door to his room. I'm going to try spending a couple nights a week in there."
"Are you still going to allow Bernice to fuck him?" I asked, wondering if he'd become more than a sex toy.
"Sure. Momma have needs too. She may not get him as much if I spending some nights with him, but she still fuck him. I'm reaching the point where I might consider dating someone. Maybe not so afraid to get intimate with someone. We'll see."
Sean kept his expression even, but I thought I detected a brief flicker of sadness in his eyes. I think he was feeling like more than a sex toy.
That brings Shasta up to date, so let's talk about my Mom and Dad for awhile. Dad said Mom needed a full two days to recuperate after the poker game, but fucked him near to death on Sunday, thanking him profusely for making her his permanent sex slave and willing to share her so completely. Of course, it took a few weeks before she got used to her hood piercing and she was quite demanding for a slave. Dad said he hadn't had as much sex for so long since they were on their honeymoon.
Dan took her back to Brianna's after a month for a tattoo on her mons. In a pretty script it said, 'slave slut, insert here.'
The poker games were moved to Friday after the night of Mom's baptism. Dad didn't let Mother participate every week, but he became a fairly regular poker player and Mom was there every two to three weeks, serving as a slave. He never let her get used as much as she was the first time, but she was fucked regularly. When Lucia came for her next OB appointment, Dawn came with. Dawn was sold for the night. So was Mother. Dawn got sold to Rob, Ed and Regina as a group. Mom got sold to Jerry and Reneé. Dad spent the night at our house, and Rhonda took care of him orally before he retired and again when he woke up. They both were delivered to the house at the same time, around ten AM. Mom went and sat in Dad's lap, hugging and kissing him, quiet.
Dawn was anything but quiet. "I don't think my pussy and ass will ever be the same again," Dawn said. "What a pair of pricks. And Regina couldn't get enough cunt licking."
Father and I fucked Dawn much of the rest of the day, ensuring she wouldn't need cock for awhile, Lucia and the other slaves looking on. Then Mom and Dad took Dawn to their room for the night. Lucia, becoming quite large now, spent the night with Rhonda.
"Your Mom and Dad seem good," Lisa said, stroking my cock, trying to get me hard again. It was going to be a difficult task.
"They do," I said. "Her slavery hasn't seemed to affect them negatively."
The baby monitor went off, Lucas crying softly, hungry again and maybe a diaper too. Julia started to get up.
"I've got this one," Lisa said. "I'll bring him to you for his feeding." She released my cock and Julia took over, sucking it into her mouth.
"If you have to feed Lucas, maybe we should desist for the moment."
Julia grinned at me, her mouth poised over my mast.
"Lisa can always use a fucking, even if you can't fuck me. Besides, as often as you've cum the last twenty-four hours, you might still be fucking when his feeding is done, trying to dredge up more cum and I can finish you off."
"I'll say."
Other than the blow jobs at the poker games, I hadn't fucked my Mother again, bidding only on her oral services, which weren't to be taken lightly. Her oral skills were extraordinary and emptying myself down her mouth, a guilty pleasure. Past the one time at Brianna's, Dad didn't fuck any of my slaves either, except to get blow jobs from Rhonda. I believed Mom still wanted Dad and I to fuck Julia together and Julia wanted us to fuck Mom together. There was something in the slave mentality which made it seem wicked and fun to them. We were treading lightly, however, waiting to see where things might go, but not rushing to get there. We did spend more time together and while frequent fucking was occurring, it was with our own slaves.
That would bring me to my sister, Cindy. Now the feelings which had kept her far away and distant were exposed and open and insignificant to those who mattered, we spent quite a lot of time FaceTiming with her. My slaves would suck my cock on video and show her me cumming.
"No fair," she complained. "I'm still not allowed to cum."
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