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By the time we'd watched and sent them, Phil was hard again and Sharon said. "I can't believe I'm horny and wet again. Oh, the look on my face when you made me cum."
"Now you know how I feel all the time," I teased. "I want sex all the time. If I didn't have responsibilities, I'd be fucking constantly. Being a slave has turned me into a horny slut, but I have an antidote to both your problems. More sex. I want you to watch me delete this from my phone so you know I'm not keeping it."
I proceeded to do exactly that, then set the phone aside. "Phil, I'm going to suck your prick until you cum again. Rhonda will pleasure Sharon until you cum, at which time we'll need to stop. All right?"
"I can't believe you're going to let me cum some more," Sharon said, "but I love it." She leaned back and spread her legs for Rhonda.
I took Phil's cock in my mouth and gave him a full fledged blow job, sucking him down to the root. Apparently, he didn't realize I could do so as he exclaimed. "Christ, you're deep throating me. Fuck! How do you do that?"
It was easy. Compared to Marcus or Jerry, his cock was a piece of cake. Even Master and his father had an inch or so on him. The only comparable cock to his was Chen's. I made him give up his third load within fifteen minutes. Sharon had already cum four times.
I sat up after cleaning Phil. "Except for Sharon trying the Slave Trainer, we're done," I declared. "Phil if you step out of the room with Rhonda, she'll give you some refreshment; something non-alcoholic, coffee, tea or soda. I'll join you shortly. You may want to bring your clothes with you so you can dress."
"Sure." He grabbed his clothes and followed Rhonda out of the room. Rhonda closed the door after they left. I got the Slave Trainer from it's storage drawer and showed her how it worked and how to put it on. She put it on and I adjusted to straps so it was snug, tight against her clit, still on the excited side, peeking shyly from its hood. I turned it on with my phone and was about to leave the room.
"Wait," she said. "Why did my husband have to leave the room for me to test this?"
"Lie down on the bed and relax again," I replied. "Give it about ten minutes and I'll tell you."
She got on the bed and lay down and I sat beside her, holding her hand. After a couple minutes, she started moaning, "Oh, God. I'm going to cum again."
"No you won't," I smilingly said. "Wait."
In seconds it shut itself off.
"It just quit," she said. "The battery must have died."
"Nope. Wait."
A couple minutes later, she startled when it began buzzing again. "Oops, there it goes again."
It didn't take long. Sharon was already in a high state of arousal due to our night of sex. It stopped again.
"No fair," she complained. "I was just about to cum again."
"That's the purpose of this blasted device. To keep you on the edge of cumming, but never letting you cum. It will keep this up for two and a half hours before the battery dies for real. I'll get an alert on my phone that the battery has died and I can remove this one and replace it with a fresh one."
"That's diabolical!" Sharon exclaimed.
"Now you know why I needed your help so much that night and I was so relieved you were willing to lick my cunt. Except for two brief orgasms for sucking Master's cock under the table, I would have suffered all night long just like this.
It started again and she was soon moaning, hoping to cum, but her hopes were quickly dashed.
"How does it know to shut itself off?" Sharon asked.
"I'm unsure myself. Master might know, but he wouldn't tell me. I've wondered if it could detect fluid build up, temperature changes, detect contractions beginning to form in my cunt, electric potentialities. Obviously designed by someone who understood a woman's orgasms, but not a woman unless she was the cruelest bitch in history. It just works."
"So you still haven't told me why Phil couldn't stay in here."
I laughed. "I was protecting you. Imagine Phil seeing you squirm in that device for awhile and what he might be able to do with it."
"Like what?"
I tried to mimic Phil's voice. "Sharon, I'm not going to take your Slave Trainer off until you agree I can fuck your ass. Or Sharon, I'll turn it off after you manage to get all of my cock down your throat. Believe me, you'll agree to almost anything to get it to stop, including letting some stranger lick your cunt in a restaurant bathroom. It's how I learned to deep throat, swallow cum, and lick cunt."
"Oh, hell. You're right. Take it off. Take it off now. I can never let him know about this."
I laughed and turned it off and helped her remove it. I put the phallic piece in my mouth and licked it clean. "Your fluids taste delicious," I said.
"Now I need to fuck again," Sharon said.
I pulled her into a close embrace and began kissing her while my fingers found their way into her cunt. I finger fucked her to two quick orgasms, feeding her my fingers when I was done.
"Go home and fuck your husband," I said. "I'm sure he's still got a little cum left in him and he should be able to fuck you for at least fifteen minutes before he cums again, maybe longer."
"Thank you. I think I will."
"We'll see you Saturday then."
"I probably could keep Phil away after tonight. I'm sure he wonders what other tricks you've got up your sleeve."
"Slave girl tricks. I've got a few more, but Phil probably won't be able to enjoy them, unless you wish to learn them yourself. We could teach you to deep throat his cock and enjoy a good ass fucking."
"Phil would certainly be in heaven if I could do those. What tricks could you teach him?"
"How to lick cunt better."
"That alone would be worth it. I never realized I could cum like you made me cum."
"Tricks of the trade." I handed her the clothes she'd removed. "I'll let you dress in private. Thank you again. What would you like to drink on the way home?"
"Iced tea if you have it."
"Iced tea it is. I'll have it ready for you."
I left her to get dressed and got her an Arizona Iced Tea from the fridge.
"What did you talk about in there?" Phil asked, drinking a mug of coffee. He'd probably need the energy provided by the caffeine.
"I told her to take you home and fuck you, Phil. After wearing the Slave Trainer a few minutes, she wanted to cum again, but our time here is done, so it's up to you. I said I'd see you next Saturday at our bonding ceremony. My debt is paid now. I hope you paid attention when Rhonda was licking her cunt." I kissed her, putting an arm around her. "She's the best cunt licker here and could teach you a lot if you were attentive to more than stroking your dick."
He laughed. "Probably not enough. It was too much of a rush watching to actually pay attention."
"You can bet Miss Sharon was paying attention," Rhonda said. "If you listen to her and what her body and moans are telling you, you can learn to lick pussy like a lesbian."
He laughed again. "I'll keep it in mind."
"No better way to please a woman; keep her happy. Your tongue can last longer than your erection does," Rhonda said.
I kissed her again. Sharon came out dressed, some lipstick on, but she still looked freshly fucked. The only thing she lacked was the bow legged walk of someone pounded hard in the pussy.
I handed her the ice tea. "Goodbye and I hope you enjoy the rest of the evening as much as you enjoyed the beginning."
Sharon took Phil's hand and with a smoky voice said, "I can almost guarantee it. Let's go baby. You still have some work to do. Ta-ta girls."
******
Rhonda went to get Lisa, Shasta and Sean, bringing them back downstairs and into the bedroom.
"How has your training gone, Shasta?" I asked.
"Well, I finally get all of Sean's cock in my mouth. It was tough. I keep wanting to gag, but Lisa show me how to do it. Just giving Sean a rest before we try it again. He can get hard again, but probably nothing in his nuts. Hoping to swallow his jizz this time. Cough most of it up last time. Kind of surprised me when he blow his load."
I laughed. "It does help to recognize the signals. You can tell him to warn you if you don't see it yourself. He should have done it anyway. Perhaps he should be punished. Have you taken a paddle to his ass yet? Or you could whip his cock and balls. I'm sure he wouldn't forget to warn you the next time."
"I'm sorry, Mistress," Sean scrambled to say. "It won't happen again. I thought you knew."
"How many times I suck your dick, I'm such an expert already," Shasta said. "I should forget about sucking you at all you have no more manners than that."
Shasta winked at me, hidden from Sean.
"Please Mistress, I'll be better. I'll be sure to tell you next time."
"Maybe good ass whooping do you good. Mistress Dark tell me slaves need one once in awhile to keep them on their toes. I forget that lesson until now. Think I give you one when we get home."
"Whatever you think is best, Mistress."
Penitent slave. Never piss off the source of your pleasure.
"Are you ready to try again?" I asked.
"Anytime slave is ready," Shasta said. "Get hard, slave."
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