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"You had a fantasy of being a sex slave?" She kept glancing at me as if I might jump up and grab her too.
"For several years," Julia admitted.
"Why?"
"It's silly, I know, but I read a lot of romance novels which depicted women placed into sex slavery or serving multiple men. They intrigued me. Of course, it's just fiction, but it sounded so exciting to me. My husband, my Master, saw what I was reading and asked me if I'd like to try it for real. We're trying it out for three weeks and I'm two weeks into it."
"And you like it?" She asked.
"Very much. I love it."
She turned to Lisa, who'd been quiet thus far and asked. "And you wanted to do this too?" Convinced she was dealing with escapees from the loony bin.
"Yes. My friend was having some fantastic sex and I haven't really had much sex at all for maybe two years. I was feeling pretty desperate for some of what she was getting and asked if I could join."
"So what kind of sex are we talking about here? What makes it so special?"
"Pretty much any sex Master wants," Lisa replied. "Anal, oral, vaginal; and it's hard to describe why it's so special. I mean I'd done all those things before and it was sex, right. I mean all sex is good and the stuff I had before was fine, but we're talking mind-bending sex now. Last night, I must have climaxed ten, twelve times. It's like that every time."
"A dozen times?" She said sarcastically. She looked at me, wondering if I had them under some kind of spell or they were demented, or what I possibly had which could make anyone orgasm a dozen times.
"Don't look at me like I've got magical powers," I said. "They were responsible for half of them themselves where I was merely a not so innocent bystander."
"You had a dozen orgasms last night too?" She asked Julia.
"At least," Julia replied. "I even had one when my fellow slave was spanking my ass with a paddle. Being a sex slave has freed my libido in ways I can't even begin to describe."
"And you let your two slaves have sex with each other?" She asked.
"Sex slaves have needs," I answered, "and it would be tough for me to provide fully for two needy slaves. Theoretically, they can have sex with each other all the time, but since I have to approve their orgasms, they don't do it much when I'm not around."
"And you don't care if your wife has sex with a woman?"
"I prefer her having sex with a woman as opposed to another man, and I get to have sex with the woman too, so it's not like she gets to have all the fun."
"So all three of you are sleeping together?"
"Every night," I smiled. "We need to get going slaves. Let's get a move on." We all stood up.
"Do you mind if I come along with you?" She asked.
"Why?" I inquired.
"I'm curious and I want to ask more questions. Plus you look like you intend on having more fun than I was planning to."
"Which way were you headed?" I asked.
"The opposite direction actually, but I passed the place you were talking about a couple miles back and I don't mind back tracking that distance to learn more."
"I don't have an objection," I said.
"What about them?" She asked.
"They don't get an opinion. They're my slaves."
"I don't have to hike naked like they do, do I?"
"Not unless you want to. You're not my slave."
"I'm Sarah, Sarah Shepard, by the way." She stuck out her hand. I shook it. We started walking.
"I'm Scott Rivers, the taller slave is Julia and the other one is Lisa, last name McManus."
"So Julia is your wife?"
"For over ten years. How heavy is you pack?" I asked.
"I started with over sixty. I've probably eaten my way down to just over fifty."
"I'm carrying around twenty, twenty-five. Would you like to switch for awhile? It will make it easier for you to keep up with us."
"You wouldn't mind?"
"No. I wouldn't offer if I minded."
"Thanks."
We stopped long enough to switch packs, and we had to adjust the straps of our respective packs. She took out what looked like a bankroll from hers before giving it to me. I didn't mind her level of distrust. We'd just met, I was probably somewhat of a perv in her mind and a certain amount of caution and wariness was probably called for if you were walking the trail. My slaves had gotten a little distance ahead of us while we switched packs, as they didn't notice us stopping, but eventually saw we stopped and paused. While Sarah was adjusting the straps on my pack, I noticed a couple more fellows coming down the trail and they stopped and talked to my two naked slaves for a couple minutes, then started down the trail.
When they reached me, the larger of the two stopped and said, "The two naked ladies up ahead told us they might be able to have sex with us, but it was up to you. Do you care if they have sex with us?"
I looked them over. One was about six foot, and solidly built, looking like he was or had been into some kind of team sports, like rugby or football. The other one looked three inches shorter, more wiry and I wouldn't be surprised if he was a runner. They both looked to be in their early twenties, still in college or similar, and rather pleasant and earnest. At least they'd asked instead of trying to take. I was willing to give them the opportunity of having sex with two needy sex slaves who still hadn't cum today.
"Here's the deal," I said. "We can't dally too long, so fifteen minutes or one orgasm apiece, whichever comes last. You remain in sight of me the whole time, and if you do anything to harm either one of them, your life won't be worth living. I hope I've made that plain enough."
"Yes, sir. Plenty plain and plenty fair. This isn't costing us anything is it?"
"No. They're not prostitutes, and they probably need to climax today anyway. Remain on the trail until Sarah and I get there, then you can go off the trail a couple dozen feet and have sex, but remain in my sight at all times."
"If it's at least fifteen minutes, would you have objections if we switched back and forth?"
"No objections."
They practically skipped back up the trail and I heard them saying 'let's fuck one in the mouth and the other one in the cunt, and switch. Then we can have both.' I grinned.
Sarah said, "You're really going to let them fuck your wife?" We were walking in their wake. They were going twice as fast as we were.
"They're needy sex slaves and haven't been fucked this morning. This is what my wife fantasized about, being forced to have sex with others. I don't want to deny her the fantasy."
"You guys are fucking weird," Sarah said.
"Others have said that," I replied, "but if we're going to experiment, we might as well do it right."
They'd reached my slaves and stood waiting for us to arrive. When we reached them I told my slaves they could cum without permission, removed a blanket from my pack, now on Sarah's back, and handed them to the larger guy and said they'd probably be more comfortable on it. He took the blanket and they went about fifty feet off the path and spread the blanket. The men both shed their shorts and they were already hard. Lisa knelt on the ground and took the larger guy in her mouth, the wiry fellow made Julia get on her hands and knees and plunged into her cunt. I knew he was finding her wet and ready to fuck. My slaves were always ready. I started a fifteen minute timer.
Sarah waited with me, watching with interest as my two slaves did their best to satisfy the two randy young men. We were far enough away it wasn't easy to tell when they both climaxed, but I thought they'd both cum within five minutes. They switched slaves anyway and they were close enough we could hear the sounds of a slave climaxing, Julia because she was the one getting fucked. After a few minutes, the smaller guy left Lisa's mouth and went into Julia's, double teaming her. She climaxed again. I thought Lisa might need some attention later because she was all alone for the moment and hadn't cum yet, but they switched up again, both of them double teaming Lisa while Julia watched with envy on her face. Lisa climaxed finally.
The timer went off and Sarah and I moved slowly in their direction. They both looked like they were ready to cum again when we drew close, panting hard and thrusting harder and faster, so I let them go for an additional couple minutes until they both orgasmed again, one in Lisa's mouth, the other in her pussy.
"That's it boys," I said. "You got over fifteen minutes and two orgasms. We need to keep moving."
They got up, rather reluctantly, I thought, but with good grace. They'd just had the greatest stroke of luck in their young lives and realized it.
"Thanks, mister," they said, getting dressed again.
"Thank the women, they were the ones who fucked you."
They did thank them and each of my slaves gave them quick kisses before they hit the trail again. I picked up the blanket and packed it back in my pack on Sarah's back.
"How many times did each of you cum?" I asked.
"Twice, Master," Julia said. "Once, sir," Lisa replied.
"Julia, you owe Lisa an orgasm when we get to our stopping point."
"Yes, Master."
For the rest of the way up to the spring, Sarah walked with my slaves and I could see they were having a rather lively discussion back and forth. Sarah and my slaves could walk a little faster than me with the heavier pack I was toting, but they remained within eyesight all the time. Close enough at the start I could see cum running down both their legs.
They were about a hundred feet in front of me when they arrived at our destination, and Julia had taken the blanket out of my pack, spread it on the ground and was avidly licking the cum from Lisa's cunt before I got there. Obedient slave. I set Sarah's pack down and sat beside her, watching.
"Did you have all your questions answered?" I asked.
"Most of them, I guess," she replied. "I'm still not sure I understand it."
Lisa suddenly asked for permission to cum and after I told her she could, climaxed, grasping Julia's head against her cunt. Her orgasm went on for quite a lengthy period.
"That didn't take long," Sarah noted.
"No. They're always ready for sex and to orgasm. It doesn't take much anymore."
"Were they always bisexual?" Sarah asked.
"I'm not sure they are strictly bisexual," I said. "Neither of them had ever been with a woman before their slavery started. If you define bisexuality by who you actually have sex with, I guess they are. If it's defined by who they'd prefer to have sex with, I'm not sure they qualify. I think they both prefer men, but as a sex slave, they can't refuse the order of their Master nor any other free person who asks, provided their Master, has no issue with it."
"You mean I, as a free person, could ask them for sex and they can't refuse, as long as you have no problem with it, like the men today."
"That would be a true statement."
"Do you care if I try?"
I smiled at her. "If I didn't care about the men, do you think I care about you?"
"Do you care which one I ask?"
"Either or both, no problems. Have you ever been with a woman before?"
"Never."
"So this would be a first for you, an experiment, so's to speak."
"Yes."
"I suggest you ask them to seduce you," I said. "They can speed through the process of getting you off, or they can really take their time and make you appreciate it."
She nodded. "Julia," she said, "I want you to seduce me."
Julia glanced at me and I nodded, yes. "It's her first time," Master said, "make me proud."
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