079
JULIA
Master got up early again on Thursday. Even though we'd be naked for the game, we still sucked his cock to earn clothes in case we needed to go anywhere. Lisa licked his balls while I sucked his bat. Master gave me a big mouthful of cum. He told us it was Chen's turn to host the poker game and he would provide the food and beverages even though it was being held at our house. We did our yoga as usual, but I was so excited about what might happen that night, I swam laps for an additional hour to burn off the adrenaline rush.
At lunch time, Lisa ran over to her house and got some stuff. It looked like a hot water bottle and a tube and some other stuff I didn't recognize.
"What is that stuff?" I asked.
"It's an enema kit."
"Why do you need an enema kit?"
"Because I know my ass is going to get fucked tonight, and since I know that, I want to clean my ass out," Lisa replied. "You don't need to worry about cleaning Master's cock afterward since it will be clean. You can even suck the cock afterward."
"You're joking!"
"I would not joke about, pardon the pun, shit like that."
"You'd suck a cock after it's been in your ass?" I asked, totally astounded.
"If I've thoroughly cleansed it first, yes. You'll see what I mean after I've done it, then if you want, I'll do it for you."
"If by giving yourself an enema, you can clean out your rectum, why not do it every day?" I asked. "Master uses our asses frequently."
"He doesn't use it every day. And using even plain water every day can deplete your body of electrolytes. Salt water works fairly well, but we don't have access to large amounts of salt water. There's a certain amount of bacteria that's useful in your colon and doing an enema every day reduces this healthy bacteria. Like almost anything, too much of something can be harmful, but knowing our ass will be used today, this would be a good step to take."
So Lisa used her enema bag with water and mild soap for the first application, and just plain water for the next three. Satisfied with the results, she used some lubricant and the largest of Master's anal plugs and inserted it. When she removed the plug, it looked perfectly clean. Still the idea of putting it in my mouth made me queasy. Even without considering putting it in my mouth, the idea of less mess and fewer concerns of cleaning up afterward was attractive to me, so I allowed her to show me how to use the equipment and did the same thing for myself. I had to hold the liquid in for about fifteen minutes each time or until the urge to empty my bowels became oppressive. She used the plug on me with the same result, so I'd be satisfied I was cleansed as well.
Master got home early again, but didn't use either of his slaves due to the planned activities that evening. We carried all the parts of the second bondage furniture we were building to the rumpus room in the basement, then we all took showers to be fresh and clean for our guests. Lisa and I touched up our shaved pussies to make them smooth as silk.
Gwen arrived before six. Master made her remove her clothes. I hung them in our bedroom. Gwen certainly had nothing to be ashamed of. She was on the slim side, with B cup breasts. They had a minimal amount of sag owing to their size, and her nipples were still perched high on her breasts and were big and stiff on small areolae. Master inspected her pussy, checking to see how she shaved it. Except a small triangular patch of short hair above her slit, she'd removed it all. His fingers came away wet and Gwen had to lick them clean. Being a naked slave can be very arousing, in and of itself. Master showed her the two basic commands of display and kneel. He also explained basic slave/Master etiquette. Lisa brought him the Slave Trainer and Master put it on Gwen. He turned it on and she quickly learned how devastatingly effective it was at arousing a slave, but not letting her cum. He explained she would receive an orgasm anytime she brought a Master to orgasm, and only then. The other one was left on the charger to charge for later in the evening.
Master Chen arrived about ten minutes early with the food and beverages. Since Jerry had kept the secret, Chen was surprised to see not one, but three naked slaves, including one who'd been playing cards last week. He looked questioningly at Master.
"Surprise," Master said.
The naked slaves helped him set everything up, put the beer on ice and heat the hors d'oeuvres. He couldn't keep his hands off the slaves and every one of us felt him cupping our breasts or patting our asses.
Ron and Regina arrived next and Ron couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the three of us nude. Regina, of course, knew there'd be naked slave girls serving tonight. She'd kept Ron in the dark and he kept looking at her as if he expected her to tell him they were leaving, but she ignored us and kept on as if we weren't there. He finally stopped looking at her and started looking at us instead.
Jerry came, looking chipper. He was the other one who knew there'd be three of us tonight. Since Ron hadn't gotten any clue as to what was going on from anyone else, he asked Jerry what the hell was going on.
"We have three naked sex slaves serving us tonight," Jerry replied nonchalantly.
"Sex slaves?" Ron whispered, so loud everyone heard him. He glanced at Regina again, more convinced than ever they'd be leaving.
"You'll learn their purpose when Scott explains the rules," Jerry said. "In the meantime, enjoy the view."
Jerry walked up to Gwen and she knelt quickly at his feet. He pulled her up and took her hand. "Hello, my name's Jerry."
"This slave is called Gwen, Master Jerry. Can I be of assistance?"
"A beer would go down easily," he said.
"As you wish, Master." Gwen got him a beer and opened it up, bringing it to him.
"Could I get a bourbon and seven?" Ron asked, realizing they might not be going anywhere.
"Of course, Master Ron," I said. "Mistress, would you like something to drink?"
"I'll have a martini please, slave," Regina replied.
Edward and Rob were the last to arrive.
"Hot damn," Edward said, "three of you. I've died and gone to heaven."
"Master Edward, Master Rob, can I get either of you something to drink?" Lisa asked.
"Some of that sweet titty," Rob said, suckling Lisa's breast, turning Lisa's nipple to a wet popsicle.
"Everyone have a seat," Master said, "while I explain the rules of tonights poker game." He waited until all the players were seated. "First of all, a pleasant welcome to Ron and Regina who weren't here last week. Secondly, in addition to Julia and Lisa, who all of you know, we have a guest slave tonight. Her name is Gwen. She is being trained and can't have an orgasm unless one of you is, so it's your responsibility to inform me of your pleasure in the event it's not immediately obvious. During the game, one of the slaves will orally pleasure the winner of each hand for two minutes on a rotating basis every half hour, while the other two serve food and beverages. They may be stroked and petted as they serve. All of the slaves are serving as red silk tonight, which means you'll be bidding on their full services after the game; ass, mouth, and cunt. You may only bid what you win at poker and not any outside money, so if you lose, tough shit, right Chen?"
"That's right."
"As we did last week, all the money goes to the charity chosen by the slave. Julia, will you still be going with the American Red Cross for your winning bids?"
"Yes, Master."
"Lisa?"
"The March of Dimes, Master."
"And Gwen?"
"The local Humane Society, Master."
"Very well. The poker game will end on the last hand dealt before eleven PM. You will then have ten minutes to inspect all of the three slaves going up for sale, one bid per hole. At the conclusion of the bidding, the slave will serve you with her sold hole for fifteen minutes or until you climax, whichever is last. At the slave's discretion, she can choose to serve you one at a time or all three at once, unless of course the same person won more than one hole. I'm told that Regina is an expert poker player. She said she's here to win."
"I thought Ron said she didn't know how to play," Rob said.
"No," Ron replied. "I told you not to play with her. Not the same thing. Be fucking careful or she'll take all your money. Are we really playing in this game?" Ron asked Regina, still unable to believe they'd be playing for naked slave girls.
"Yes," she said.
"You're going to let some other woman suck my cock?"
"If you win a hand, just as I'm going to have one licking my cunt if I win."
"Are you a ...?" Ron asked. He couldn't ask the question.
"No, but I like having my cunt licked by someone who's good at it. Scott said both of his slaves have been well trained to lick cunt."
Of course, Regina had first hand knowledge both of Master's slaves knew how to lick cunt.
"When did you talk to Scott about this?"
"Julia and Lisa invited me over to explain what was happening at the poker game since you were the only married player. They figured I might have some problems with you bidding on and winning sex with slave girls, and wished to talk to me about it. They also informed me the rules would apply to me if I played and I could also win sex. If it's good enough for you, it's good enough for me. Scott arrived while I was still at the house and told me his slaves took training to ensure they could please a woman."
Actually Master arrived while his slaves were pleasing a woman, her, but again, no one said so.
"Okay. Just wanted to be clear on the rules we're playing by."
"The same rules as everyone else, honey."
Master continued, "Since this is the first time any of these three slaves have served as red silk, they may not have realized what they were getting themselves into. They all have the same safe word. If any one of them say's 'Alpha', you must immediately stop whatever you're doing. I don't care if you're going to cum in two seconds. Whatever it is stops. If the slave can't speak because her mouth is full, she can slap the floor three times, or the leg of whoever is plugging her throat. Everything stops, since we won't know what the problem is unless the slave has the opportunity to explain. Activity may continue once the needs of the slave have been addressed. Anyone who violates the safe word is gone and won't be invited back. If the slave says 'Omega', they are done with their slavery and anything beyond that will be considered sexual assault. The women volunteering as slaves are doing this because they believe it will be fun and lead to some satisfying sex. When it ceases to be fun, it's rape."
I was glad to see Master was making this clear to everyone. I was planning on having a good time, but I didn't know what I might be getting myself into. My imagination and reality could be vastly different.
"Is everyone clear on the rules?"
Everyone nodded or said yes as Master looked them in the eye.
"In order to ensure everyone is following the rules, Jerry or myself will be observing each slave as she performs her responsibilities so I know the rules are being followed. If anyone takes issue with that, they can leave now."
No one left. "The slave will determine at the time of her sale whether she's serving one or all three of her purchasers at a time. Julia will start under the table, followed by Lisa, followed by Gwen. Get ready to play some poker."
I got under the table. Lisa and Gwen started filling orders for food and drink. They cut for deal and Edward started. Regina won the first four hands and everyone realized she was for real. She'd done as Lisa suggested and worn a dress with no underwear. She had an orgasm the fourth time I licked her. Lisa and I weren't wearing Slave Trainer's, so we couldn't have orgasms when the players did. It was the first time I regretted not wearing one. On the other hand, it wasn't keeping me on the edge of orgasm either, though the very fact I was serving as a red silk slave was doing a fine job of keeping me aroused in and of itself. Gwen was the one who'd really be suffering since she'd be on it for an hour before she could earn her orgasms. I could hear her frustrated cries from under the table as she was denied her climaxes.
The rest of the players buckled down a little after her winning streak and Master won on the fifth hand and I happily sucked his cock. Jerry won the next hand and I sucked his cock as well, and then it was time for Lisa to take over. The men had learned from the first poker game that when he had his cock sucked, he might as well leave his cock out of his pants from then on. This meant Master and Jerry were both sitting with their lovely erections poking out of their pants.
Every time I served someone a beverage or snack, hands were fondling me, including my cunt. Several fingers made their way into me and I finally had an orgasm right before Gwen was due to take over for Lisa. Regina was winning roughly twice as much as any other one player, though together, the other six were winning around seventy percent of the hands. Master was doing the second best, followed by Chen, then Edward. Ron was the only one who hadn't won a hand or had his cock sucked. Lisa swallowed the cum of both Master and Chen.
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