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Lisa and I discussed our meal plans for Jerry and how to approach Regina. There was blunt honesty or a more layered approach, which is what we eventually decided on.
I called her and we asked if she could join us for lunch in two hours. She agreed and we prepared for her arrival. First we made a chicken, pecan and craisin salad over lettuce. I put on the clothes I'd earned for the day, but Lisa remained naked and I hooked her to the cross, facing outward, splay legged and with the nipple clamps on. We figured it would open up a conversation more easily if she started asking what the hell was going on.
Regina arrived and I invited her in. We gave each other friendly hugs before she looked into the living room and saw Lisa fastened to the cross, very naked.
"What the hell are you two up to?" She asked, shocked.
"That's a long story," I said. "Why don't you come in and we'll tell you. I need to remove Lisa's nipple clamps now. They can't stay on too long."
I walked over to Lisa and removed each clamp, licking her nipples as the blood rushed into each one, making her moan. I released her from the cross and she knelt down at my feet in the slave position.
"Why don't you bring our salads and wine, slave," I told Lisa. "We'll eat here in the living room."
"Yes, Julia. Right away."
"Slave?" Regina asked.
"Well, actually we're both slaves," I said, "but I'm head slave so Lisa has to do as I say."
"Head slave?"
"Yes. In fact, Master prefers his slaves remain naked when we're home, so if you'll excuse me, I should remove my clothes. I only put them on to answer the door."
I proceeded to remove my clothes right in front of her and if Regina's eyes had gotten any wider, I'm sure her eyeballs would have dropped to the floor.
"What the hell is going on?" Regina said. "What are you talking about? Slaves?"
"Scott noted I liked to read certain kinds of books, usually books involving sexual fantasies like sex slavery to alien races or reverse harem novels involving serving multiple men. Eventually, he asked me if instead of just reading about it, I'd like to participate in an experimental sexual slavery for three weeks to see if the reality matched my fantasies. It began a week ago Friday. Thus far, my sex slavery has exceeded my expectations. I've had the greatest sex I've ever had. I'm sure I've climaxed well over a hundred times since my slavery began. It still has a week and a half to run."
"So what does any of this have to do with Lisa?" Regina asked.
Lisa was bringing in a tray with our salad plates and wine. She answered as she handed each of us our glasses of wine.
"As best friends, Julia was keeping me informed about the progress of her slavery. She told me how wonderful everything is and how great the sex was. As you know, I was divorced a year ago and my sex life has totally sucked since. Actually, for longer as my husband was fucking another woman and neglecting me. During last Thursday's poker game, Julia was made to serve us naked. Each hand won, she had to orally pleasure the winner for two minutes, and after the game; Master sold her to whoever had the highest bid for fifteen minutes of oral pleasure or until they orgasmed, whichever took longer."
"Fuck! I knew monkey business went on at these fucking poker games. Damn that little shit, Ron!"
I laid my hand on Regina's arm. She glared at me. "No, Regina. Nothing like that has ever occurred at the poker games before. I promise you. It's the reason we wished to speak to you. The others, except for Master, are all single. There was no reason to be concerned if I had sex with anyone. No one else was affected by our games. We know Ron is married and someone else would be affected if he played. Master and I both felt it was appropriate we speak to you before he participated."
"You're looking for my approval to fuck my husband? Fat chance!"
"It wouldn't necessarily be without its compensations," Lisa said.
"What compensations?" Regina demanded.
"Lisa or I or both are willing to do for you now what Ron might experience on Thursday night. If you'd allow him to play, you should receive some pleasure as well. We can make you cum now and you're also welcome to attend on Thursday to see what happens. If you feel the pleasure is disproportionate, we would be willing to further compensate you."
"I'm not a lesbian," Regina said angrily.
"Neither are we," Lisa said. "But as sex slaves, we're required to serve whomever our Master directs us to serve, man or woman. You're not required to respond in kind. We're here for your pleasure not ours. In fact, we're not allowed to climax without Master's permission, so any return on your part would be very frustrating for us."
"So, if I wanted, one of you would lick me to orgasm and I don't have to do anything? That's it?"
"One or both," I said, "until you're satisfied to the point you have no objection to Ron playing."
Regina started to eat her chicken salad, and we began to do likewise since it seemed she was willing to talk and listen.
"You'd do that and you don't call yourselves lesbians?" She asked
"Neither of us had ever been with a woman before our slavery started," I assured her, "though Master made sure we were well trained immediately."
"We both prefer cocks," Lisa said, "without question."
"I still don't know how you became involved," Regina said to Lisa. "What happened to cause Julia to let you fuck her husband?"
"Lisa was a player on Thursday," I answered. "Every time she won, I had to lick her the same as I had to for the men. After the game, she bid on my services and won the bid. I licked her to several orgasms after her winning bid. She approached me on Friday saying she was aroused by the whole thing at the poker game and wanted to experience what I was talking about herself. She's had limited sex for so long and wanted to see if it was as enjoyable for her as it was for me. She asked for my permission to join me in my slavery while it lasted."
"And you agreed?"
"My Master is letting me be with other men in order to experience my fantasy as much as possible. It didn't seem right I should keep Master from having another to serve him while I served others."
"How many other men have you fucked?"
"So far, I've only been a white silk slave, able to serve others orally. I've sucked eight other cocks thus far and licked three different cunts, my trainer, Lisa, and a sales clerk at a department store Master made me seduce."
"Gwen will also being here on Thursday, serving as red silk slave," Lisa said. "She's gone without sex, even toys, for five years, and wants to be fucked again."
"Okay, so who's Gwen and what's a red silk slave?" Regina asked.
"Gwen is the sales clerk I seduced so I'd be allowed to orgasm and red silk is a slave who must surrender all three of her holes in order to satisfy someone," I said. "Gwen and Lisa will be red silk on Thursday. I haven't decided yet what I'll be."
"So everyone who wants, gets to fuck any one of your holes on Thursday night?" Lisa was asked.
"No, they are each bid upon by the players. They may only bid what they've won in the poker game, with the money going to charity, so Chen wasn't able to bid at all because he went all in and lost. All he got for the evening was having his cock sucked for the times he won a hand."
"He still climaxed twice though," I said.
"So other than having his cock sucked for two minutes after winning a hand, Ron might not win anymore sex."
"That would be a true statement," I said. "It would depend upon his skill as a poker player, the size of the pots he won and what others bid for our services."
"There will be six men in the game and seven or nine possible sex acts to bid on if three women are serving as slaves, depending on whether you choose to be white or red silk?" Regina computed.
"Which means one or more men would have to be pleasured twice," I said following her reasoning, "unless they run out of money to bid. They can only bid what they've won, no money from outside the game."
"That also means if someone cleaned everyone else out, they would be the only bidder for any of your services and they'd get all of the sex."
"Theoretically," I agreed, "though I don't think anyone else wants to stay up all night in order to ensure they can get it up seven to nine times. That's a lot for any man, even if we offered twenty-four hours to collect. We've only done it once, so it hasn't come up, but we're thinking it all needs to be done in a couple hours after the game."
"Not to mention, they might have cum a couple times before the bidding started," Lisa added.
"Is there anything preventing me from playing poker with you?" Regina asked.
"No. I didn't know you played," Lisa said.
"I can play. I normally don't, but I can play. And I can win the same services as anyone else can?"
"The services of a female. We don't have any male slaves," I said.
"Does Ron know he's got the opportunity to bid on sex slaves?" Regina asked.
"I don't know if he's spoken to any of the other players," I replied, "but neither we nor Master have discussed it with him. At this point, no one knows about the participation of Lisa or Gwen either. As far as anyone knows, it's just me."
"I'll agree to Ron playing if I can play as well, and you both lick me to an orgasm now. I want to see what I'm playing for."
"We agree," Lisa said. "Would you like to finish eating first then retire to the bedroom for comfort, or would you like us to start while you're eating?"
"Start now," Regina said. "I'll take the first one while I'm eating, then we can get comfortable for the second."
"Who would you like to start?" I asked.
"You, since you started this thing," she replied.
I proceeded to give Regina what I considered to be the best job of pussy pleasing I'd ever done, despite her thatch of pubic hair. Every bit of the seduction Mistress Dark taught me, taking my own sweet time to show her how much we appreciated her cooperation. She started out by eating as I went, but soon put her plate down to concentrate on what I was doing. Within five minutes, she was panting hard, within ten, she was shuddering, she felt so good. In fifteen minutes, she screamed in orgasm, clutching my face to her moist folds.
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