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"Oh, fuck! Don't stop, don't stop. Oh, God! Don't stop."
Of course I couldn't stop. She wouldn't let go of my head and since I was there anyway, I kept going. Her shivering finally stopped and her legs relaxed.
"You do that so much better than Ron does," Regina said, breathing hard. "Are you sure you're not a closet lesbian?" She finished off her glass of wine in a single gulp and Lisa poured her some more.
"I'm fairly certain," I said, looking up at her from between her legs. "Another slave recently told me sexual orientation is not about who you fuck, it's about who you want to fuck. Since she preferred cunt all the time, she considered herself a lesbian. Since I would prefer cock, I'm heterosexual."
"If you just started, how did you become so good?"
"Master put us to training with a dominatrix who keeps female slaves. She made sure we were competent rug munchers before she finished our training. We were pleasing or we were punished, plus we couldn't cum unless our Mistress came," I said. "We're to seduce and love our Master in the same way, to always strive to be pleasing to him no matter what we're experiencing ourselves."
"And Scott sent you to the same training, Lisa?" Regina asked.
"Twenty-four hours to learn how to lick pussy, deep throat cock, tolerate punishment, and be pleasing to a Master or Mistress," Lisa replied. "Scott wanted to be sure I would actually enjoy being a sex slave before accepting me as his sex slave since I'd never had the same fantasies as Julia did."
"I should send Ron for training," Regina said.
"My understanding is she does train males to be subs as well. Master said he saw one there went he was learning how to be a Master. He was in a cage lapping his food from a dish. We've both seen male sex slaves at a BDSM club we visited."
"I didn't get much eating done, so let's eat before we do that again. I'm suddenly starving," Regina said.
"We're always hungry. Good sex burns a lot of energy."
"No wonder I'm never hungry."
We all finished our meal and had another glass of wine before retiring to the bedroom.
"Lisa can pleasure you as I did," I said, "or if you want to get undressed, I'll lick and suck your breasts while she's licking your cunt."
Without a word, she began removing her clothes. Regina had a nice body and looked like she cared for herself.
"You would make a lovely slave," I said, "with the type of body and face a Master would love to slap a collar on."
"I'm afraid I wouldn't make good slave material," she said. "I'm not very submissive." The last of her clothes came off and she lay down on the bed, spreading her legs. Lisa got on the bed with her, but delayed her pleasuring so we could finish our conversation. She was idly rubbing Regina's leg.
"I understand," I said. "I've never dreamed of being in a position of power. I always imagined myself as a slave type, finding true love at the hand of a strong Master."
"And have you found true love with your Master?"
"I love him more than I could ever say. When he first suggested this to me, I thought it was to have more and different types of sex, but when he offered me the full slave experience including letting me have sex with others, despite knowing how he feels about infidelity, I love him even more. He didn't even do it so he could have sex with others. I know he refused offers of sex with two of Mistress Dark's slaves and he was reluctant to accept Lisa's offer of slavery until I pushed him to accept. He shared me with others for my pleasure, not his, and I'll be forever thankful."
I nodded at Lisa to begin and she began the same slow seduction I'd used. I climbed onto the bed with them and began to kiss and lick and suckle Regina's proud nipples. Hers were big and prominent and sensitive like mine. Her breath hissed sometimes when I sucked them.
"Why haven't you served as a red silk slave?" Regina asked after a few minutes, beginning to breathe heavily.
I stopped what I was doing momentarily to answer. "I know Master is more comfortable seeing me with women. I don't want to hurt him." I resumed what I was doing.
"It seems to me...pant, pant...he's offering something special...because he wants you to enjoy a special fantasy...of yours. He wouldn't have offered...if he didn't want you to enjoy it to...the fullest. Enjoy his gift..." She moaned. "Refusing....seems like....not wearing....some clothes....or jewelry....he gave you....that you don't....appreciate the....gift." She screamed, "Oh, fuck. I'm cumming again, ooohhhh, please don't stop. Damn you're so good at that." Regina trembled.
"She's right, you know," Master said, standing at the door. "It is like not appreciating my gift."
Regina scrambled to cover herself with something, but we were all sitting on the bed and there was nothing to be had immediately at hand. Finally, Lisa and I sat in front of her, while she grabbed a couple pillows and covered the good bits.
"Master," I said, "you're home earlier than we expected."
"I also left two hours earlier for work. I apologize Regina," Master said, "I didn't mean to bother you mid negotiations. I'm assuming my slaves were trying to gain your acquiescence for letting Ron play?"
"Yes. Could you please give me a moment. We can discuss this more after I'm dressed."
"Don't stop unless you're done. I can leave you alone for awhile," Master replied.
"We were just finishing up," Regina said. "Nothing more to negotiate."
Master smiled at us. "Are you sure your orgasm was complete? I may have kind of blown the end of it for you."
Regina laughed. "It could have gone on a bit more, but I'm afraid it's gone now, so I think we're pretty much done here."
Master stepped out of the room. Regina got up and hastily dressed. Lisa and I were slaves and had no need to dress. We waited with her until she was ready to go, then went out together, me leading the way.
"So, will Ron be joining us on Thursday night?" Master asked.
"Regina agreed he could play if she could play as well," I said. "She just wanted to see what she was playing for."
"You play poker, Regina? I got the impression from Ron you didn't play, or we could have invited you to play more often," Master asked.
"Probably what he said was he didn't like to play with me. I usually beat him. These neighborhood games tend to be boring for me. I end up taking everyone's money. I tend to doubt this game will be as boring as most of them for other reasons."
"Really," Master said. "How so?"
"I've played in the World Series of Poker a few times. I never made it to Las Vegas, but I've been to the regionals a couple times."
Master laughed. "Well that should make it more interesting. Did my slaves explain the rules of the game to you?"
"Rudiments, I guess. Each winning hand gets two minutes of oral pleasure for the winner. After the game, you can use your poker winnings to bid on the sexual services of a slave. Is there anything else I should know?"
"Well, to avoid delaying the game too long, the men started leaving their cocks out of their pants to speed up the payoff, so expect to see a lot of erections. Second, in order to ensure my slave wasn't harmed or mistreated in any way, I felt it was important for me to keep an eye on the sale payoff, which didn't seem to bother anyone, although with Lisa winning the slave, perhaps not that surprising. I feel responsible for all three people now, so it's probably even more important. When Lisa played, she initially wore jeans and had to borrow one of Julia's dresses with no underwear so she could receive her two minutes without the men staring at her crotch. She got naked at the end, more of her own volition, I believe, because she had a side bet with Jerry to rim her ass while she was getting her pussy licked. I'm unsure if you'd need to do so, depending on what you bid on and how you intended to collect. I do believe some of the men felt they should get to see Lisa since she got to see them, but it's up to you, I think."
"It's a little more organized than a full blown orgy then, but no sneaking off to the bedroom for the action?"
"Not without an audience, but a little more organized. I don't want a sexual melee. I consider the slaves my property for the duration and don't want anything bad to happen to them. There will be some limit on how long they're used, usually up to one orgasm or fifteen minutes. Since for two of them at least, I'll be selling all three of their holes, I'm leaving it up to the slave whether they will take all three at once, or one at a time."
"I could have three cocks in me at once, Master?" I asked.
"If you're red silk," he replied.
"Would you be terribly hurt if I serve as red silk, sir?" I asked.
"Regina was right. I'm trying to give you a full slave experience. I've protected my emotions as best as I can and I would not be offering if I didn't want you to accept. Refusing to take what's offered is somewhat of an insult, although I try not to take it as such because I know you're doing it to protect me, but it also says I don't know what I'm doing, or can't handle my own plan."
"Then you won't mind if I'm red silk when Jerry comes for dinner tonight, sir?"
"No, dear slave. I want you to enjoy your fantasy to the fullest extent. How can you know if you truly enjoy being a sex slave without the entire experience?"
"You're going to let your wife have sex with Jerry tonight?" Regina asked.
"Whether or not she has sex with Jerry will be up to Jerry. I'm offering one of my slaves to him, his choice. There is the matter of the anal rimming Lisa took from him last week. He may be hoping for some payback, but which slave he chooses will be up to him."
Master was right. Lisa may get some payback tonight. She didn't look unduly concerned though. Why should she be concerned when everyone saw what a nice cock Jerry had?
Regina said, "We'll both be here on Thursday. Be prepared to lose your money. Thanks for the use of your slaves."
"You're welcome. Look forward to it."
Regina left and Master took a shower, both of his slaves waiting for him when he left the shower stall. I knew I was next on the list to be fucked and was looking forward to cumming, the incident with Regina and discussing being red silk leaving me very aroused. I made sure Master understood my need.
"Something you want, slave?"
"Only for my Master to fuck his slave girl," I replied.
Master did fuck his slave girl, this time having me at the edge of the bed while Lisa rode my face so Master could kiss her and play with her breasts as he fucked me. I didn't mind though. He was fucking me and Lisa tasted good. His two slaves both came multiple times before Master emptied himself in me, leaving us all panting.
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