037
SCOTT
I took Rhonda back to our room. She sucked me to hardness and I fucked her long and hard in the missionary position, driving deep into her cunt. I was happy I'd finally told them what I was doing. Everyone seemed calmer and more at ease now. Even Rhonda was more relaxed now she was aware of my strange behavior.
After climaxing, I turned around and we took care of maintenance needs. She kept sucking long after sanitation itself was necessary. I grew hard in her mouth and thought about letting her finish me off, but doing so wouldn't let her cum again unless I kept licking her, so decided use her warm, slick pussy again. While we spooned, I entered her from behind and played with her large sensitive nipples. There was no rush on this fucking, the immediate needs taken care of for both of us, so it was a slow back and forth, three or four inches of cock sliding through Rhonda's liquid honey.
We were interrupted by Julia, coming for the strapless vibrators.
"Pardon, Master. I came to pick up some toys. How are you doing?"
"I'm doing well, and hopefully, from the sounds she's making, your slave isn't missing you too much," I replied.
"She's a sex slave, being fucked. She cannot help herself." Julia bent over the bed and kissed her. "I'm glad you're enjoying our Master." She kissed me, stroking my inner thigh from knee to my balls, palming my nuts. "Save some energy for tomorrow sir. I expect to be well fucked at our bonding ceremony."
"I'm quite certain you'll be well fucked, slave." I intended they spend a good deal of the day fucking, and not just with me.
"Promises, promises, sir," Julia said, releasing my sack.
It was a promise. I believed I was finally ready to share my wonderful slaves. They deserved nothing but the very best I could give them. Just as I had before Julia's slavery first began, I'd been mentally preparing myself to let them enjoy every aspect of their subservience. A few people were in on the plan, or at least aspects of it. I'd made some equipment which needed to be stored here until tomorrow, so Brianna knew parts of it. Zoe had prepared new documents for my slaves. Essentially, they were much the same with a few modifications. I also had new collars and cuffs for my slaves, and new jewelry.
Julia left with the vibrators. I was good for another ten minutes of slow thrusting before I had to speed up and empty myself into Rhonda with a sigh of pleasure. We cleaned each other off once more. I managed to give Rhonda another orgasm before I stopped. We continued lying like this awhile, mouth to groin.
"I'm sorry for screwing it up again."
"You've fixed it, so don't worry about it, sir," Rhonda replied. "I wasn't much bothered, but I was concerned for Domina. She was upset. She didn't know what was going on. She thought you didn't want her anymore and it's why you kept pushing her onto others."
"I will never not want her," I said, "nor not want Lisa or you, for that matter. I know you're in it for Julia, but I appreciate how happy you make her and for helping me to keep her happy."
"You're welcome, Master." She kissed the end of my cock. "I actually like you more than you think I do. The fact you make her happy is rewarding to me."
She turned around and we kissed.
"I'm going to be making changes," I warned her.
"What kinds of changes, sir?"
"Nothing too drastic, but I'm going to loosen up on the Master chains. I realize I've been fearful of letting loose, with no reason. Julia demonstrates every day how loving she is, towards you, Lisa, me. Essentially, she's the most loving person I know. She gives of herself without reservation. I've been a miser in comparison. She lets you have sex with anyone you wish. She's not worried you'll leave her for another Mistress. I want to treat her the same way she treats you."
"I think she'll appreciate it as long as she's confident you love and cherish her. She's happy as long as you're happy with her."
"Exactly why I want to let her free to enjoy herself more, without concern for me. I know she will do anything for me. She has done anything for me."
She kissed me. "She has."
It was comfortable sleeping with only her, her body curled up in front of me.
******
Rhonda sucked me to an orgasm in the morning, well trained by her Domina. We went to breakfast and Chantelle was working, already making preparations for the large influx of visitors. Sam, Marcia and my two slaves weren't at breakfast yet.
"Did you have a good time with my slaves last night, Chantelle?" I asked.
"A wonderful time, Monsieur Scott. You are very fortunate to have such beautiful, accomplished slaves."
"I feel the same way."
Since neither of my other slaves was there, I fed Rhonda while she sat on my lap, giving her the first couple of what I hoped would be many more orgasms today. William and Sam eventually came in around eight leading my two slaves in on their leashes. Their slaves followed. I wondered if they'd shared my slaves last night. They were in the same house.
They handed the leashes to me. "Showered, fresh, asses freshly cleansed, by nine as I promised," Sam said.
"Were they appropriately servile or should they be punished?" I asked.
"I think it's safe to say it was one of the best nights we've had in awhile. Evelyn passed out she orgasmed so hard," Sam said. "They certainly don't deserve to be punished. May I ask you a question, Scott?"
"Of course."
"Do you intend to let all the men present fuck your slaves?"
"Who spilled the beans?" I said. "It's supposed to be a secret."
Lisa and Julia looked at one another, not dismayed in the slightest, like they knew ahead of time.
"No one," Sam said, "Julia thought it was a possibility. I thought she was crazy when she suggested it. I couldn't believe you'd run a train on your slaves? I'm still not sure if I believe it. It's a far cry from what you've demonstrated before."
"I agree. It is. I hope to be a different person than I was before. They've never given me any reason to doubt their love and devotion to me and I feel it should be rewarded."
"But a train? That's drastic."
"It's a momentous occasion, deserving of a special event. All they have to do is say the word and it stops."
"I don't believe you're going to do it," Sam said.
I suddenly had an idea of how I could get even with Sam for letting me think he bought my slaves for the night.
"Would you wager Marcia on it, Sam?" I asked.
"Wager how?" Sam asked.
"Master," Marcia warned. "I don't feel you should treat me as a piece of meat to be bartered. Be careful. I'm warning you."
"Let's hear the terms of the wager first," Sam reassured her. "It might be nothing."
"Not nothing, Scott," I said. "If I offer my slaves to everyone here as I expect to, you offer Marcia for the same, but with a time limit on it. Say ninety minutes, or so. How many different people could fuck her in ninety minutes, Scott? Six, eight, ten? If you're right and I don't offer them up, Lisa and Julia will come one weekend and you have full use of their slave services for two days."
"Master," Marcia warned. "Don't you do it. If you do, I'll be as pissed or more pissed at you as I was when you fell in love with Chantelle."
"Of course," I said. "Marcia would need to be in complete agreement with such a wager before I'd accept it. She would have to beg to be fucked by everyone here. She would have to wear something up until the end of the ceremony where she could decline to be used, or beg to be used."
My slaves looked at each other again. They knew what I was doing. I was going to put Marcia in a Slave Trainer. We'd see how strong she was compared to other slaves who wore them.
"Marcia, do you anticipate begging people to fuck you?" Scott asked.
"No, but what would I have to wear?" Marcia asked.
"Julia, you know what I want, bring both of them."
"Yes, Master." She got up and went to our room to get the Slave Trainers.
It didn't take long for her to return. I showed it to Marcia and Sam.
"Is this like a vibrator?" Marcia asked, eyeing the device, noting the phallic insert.
"Yes, it turns itself off and on. When the batteries die, we'd have to stick the new one on. Between the two of them, it should last about five hours, but we'll be done before then. If you accept the bet, you can't interfere in its use at all, by say, masturbating or something. Leave it alone to do its work."
"Do you think it's like the We/Vibe you use on me, Master?"
"It looks like it." Sam was suspicious. "Turn it on for a minute."
I turned it on. It vibrated, just as it should. The problem wasn't the vibrations, it was when the vibrations stopped.
He didn't see anything wrong with it. No electric shocks or anything to get concerned about except he thought his slave would cum. She wouldn't.
"I'm inclined to accept the wager," Sam said. "We certainly enjoyed his slaves last night. A whole weekend would be great. What do you think?"
"I'm suspicious," Marcia said.
"I'm suspicious too, but you're holding it. You've felt it vibrate. Is there any reason why I shouldn't accept this bet. I just don't think he's going to run a train on his slaves. It doesn't fit his profile."
Marcia handled the thing some more. It was still vibrating. The conditions hadn't been met for it to turn off. She was probably thinking it wouldn't be any worse than any other vibrator she'd ever tried. She was wrong.
"What do you think Bill?" Sam asked.
"As much as it would be fun for you to have these two slaves for the weekend, it seems greedy for no good purpose with a great risk to you and Marcia, but it's between Marcia and you."
I decided to increase the wager. "Two weekends with my slaves within a month's time," I said, laughing. "Four days of sex with my two women, plus your two, provided yours still want to have sex with you."
Sam still had doubts. "Only sixty minutes with Marcia against two weekends," Sam said, "and I'll do it."
"Marcia?" I said. "You have to agree."
"I don't trust you as far as I can throw you, Master Scott," Marcia said. "God knows I had a great time with your slaves last night. They're so creatively amusing. But I can't find anything wrong with the bet, so if my Master wants to make it, I won't object."
"Look at the bright side, Marcia," I said. "If you lose, you're going to be really well fucked for an hour. We need to get this on you. I can have Julia help place it on you."
"You don't want to do it yourself, Scott?" Marcia said, smiling.
"Hey, I'd love to, but if your husband loses this bet, I'm already going to be in his doghouse. I figure I could use a few brownie points by not fondling you now."
Sam laughed. "Look at my erection." It was an erection to make a man proud. "I'm thinking of spending four more days with your slaves. It's not every day I get to fuck other women."
"Good luck on your bet, Sam," I said. "Julia, help Marcia put this on."
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