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Julia knelt on the ground and Marcus released his cock, already hard. Probably got hard on the drive over. He had to be at least eight and maybe nine inches long and damned close to three inches thick. Julia struggled getting all of him in her mouth. I saw her swallowing over and over again to fit him all in her throat.
"Damn!" Marcus exclaimed. "I can't believe both of your slaves can take all of my cock. I've never had anyone get it all down before."
"It is pretty impressive," Sarah said.
"Has Mr. Rivers picked you up as a third slave?" Marcus asked.
"Not on a bet," Sarah answered. "Just a guest of the house."
"Can that one lick cunt as well as she sucks cock?" Marcus asked.
"Well, she was with two guys earlier who had no complaints; but I can't really speak to the cock sucking. She's a damn fine cunt licker though. In fact, she's making me cum again." Sarah ground her cunt against Lisa's lips.
"Is it the same deal as before?" Marcus asked me.
"Which deal are you referring to," I asked. "The tip. You get to keep it if you make her cum?"
"Well that, and I can use any hole I want?"
"That's correct. Any hole you want," I answered.
"Bend over, slave. I want to fuck your ass. I've never fucked an ass before."
My poor little slave. Perhaps we should have gone to larger butt plugs before we stopped. Marcus was carrying quite the bat. I tossed him the lube.
"Catch," I said. "Moisten your cock in her cunt and use some of this. She's never had anything as large as you in her ass before."
The second he stuck his cock in her cunt, she orgasmed, without asking for permission.
"Fuck me! God, fuck me with that beautiful prick, you stud."
Listening to your wife begging another man to fuck her is a jolt to the system. I won't try to deny I wasn't hit with massive pangs of jealousy. Watching her go wild on his tool still aroused me, despite the green monster rearing its ugly head. My cock was growing. This was the closest I'd been when Julia was fucked by another man, without sharing her at the same time. I'd been a substantial distance away when she was fucking the two on the trail today. They'd both been in Lisa when I got closer. I'd been in her ass when Jerry fucked her and really unable to see much except when she first climbed aboard his cock. This was more somehow, sitting a few feet away while her pussy was packed and churned to jelly. As Marcus slid back and forth in her climaxing cunt, he spread lube liberally around her anus. When he was ready, he pulled out and Julia moaned for him to put it back in. Damn!
Marcus placed his powerful prong at the entrance to her back door and Julia begged him to be gentle. Fortunately for her, he was. He reached around her to play with her pussy while he slowly pushed inside. She pleaded to be allowed to cum before he was halfway in.
I answered for him, "cum as much as you want, slave."
She started shivering and didn't stop for several minutes.
"Shit, she's tight," Marcus said, finally embedded in her fundament.
I thought a milk carton would be tight on him. Sarah was watching with some amazement despite the fact Lisa was still licking her. Her attention kept wandering from Julia to Lisa's tongue delving into her slit. Sarah climaxed again. So did Julia. Both of their moans clamored for attention.
Marcus was able to fuck her ass for five more minutes before his cock pulsed and his balls pumped voluminous amounts of cum into her ass. Julia orgasmed twice more before that happened. He never stopped playing with her clit as they fucked. Julia lay on the floor unmoving when his cock pulled out. Lisa was also still occupied, so I got a washcloth from the bathroom, rinsing it in warm water, and handed it to Marcus. He wiped himself off, then put his sausage away.
"The food stays pretty hot in the packaging," he said as I handed him the money, including his well deserved tip. "If you need to, just microwave for a minute right in the box and it will be right as rain."
"Thank you," I said. "Another excellent delivery."
"Call anytime. I mean it. They can drag me out of bed if you'd like something delivered."
I laughed. "I doubt we'll be calling again before the end of her slavery."
"Well, I appreciate it. I'm not likely to forget."
He left and I helped Julia get up off the floor and on her feet. I released her cuffs from the harness and handed her the washcloth. Sarah finally allowed Lisa to stop and she remained kneeling on the floor with Sarah's cum all over her face.
"You may want to sit on this for awhile, until your sphincter has a chance to close again. He looked like he pumped a pint of cum into you."
"I'm not sure I can sit down, Master. I'm very sore right now."
"You can sit in the spa after supper," I said. "You can stand to eat, and I'll feed Lisa instead."
"Yes, sir." She took the washcloth and held it against her backside.
"Dinner's on," I said. I got the bag of food and carried it into the kitchen. I put the salads on the table and the rest of the food went into the microwave for a minute. Sarah sat down, while Lisa set the table. Julia washed her hands and got a pitcher of ice water and four beers.
"I hope you like beer, Mistress. We find it helps with the heat of the food."
"I enjoy a good beer."
I set the heated food on the table, putting each one's dish before them.
"I recommend you not let any slaves lick your cunt after supper until they've had a chance to brush their teeth. The peppers linger in the mouth for awhile and you'll find God in a whole new way if you start too soon."
"Good warning tip. Thank you."
"If you have a small taste of everyone's food, you'll be exposed to a wide variety of Thai," I said.
"I'll do that, and please, help yourself to mine."
Julia remained standing for about half the meal, eventually sitting down when she felt she could tolerate it. I pulled Lisa into my lap and fed her, kissing her frequently, tasting Sarah's cum which she hadn't wiped off because no one had given her permission to do so. We shared each others food, but unlike other foods, I was kind enough to not attempt wiping any part of the food on any part of her body. The peppers could burn for quite awhile even exposed to saliva working to digest it, let alone on some part of the body they weren't being processed away. It would be like being sprayed with pepper spray without the chance to wash it off.
The beer helped with the heat of the food, plus lots of ice water. As we ate, we talked and learned Sarah had been born in Connecticut, got her bachelor's degree in English from Georgia, graduated with her Master's degree in Communications from the Northwestern and was walking the Pacific Crest Trail from South to North before starting a good job in the fall. She'd started at the southern end of the trail in early April and was working her way North as the weather warmed the miles ahead. Her job would be at a local TV station in the Portland, Oregon area.
"I've always been a bit of a gypsy," Sarah said, "as you can tell from all places I've been. I like to travel and meet new people, although I've got to say, you're about the oddest bunch I've met."
"I don't know we're all that odd," I replied. "Bondage and discipline aren't that unusual, at least on a casual, weekend gig, and I know that some people do it all the time. You'd probably be surprised how many participate on at least some level. There are clues sometimes. Collars or chokers of one sort or the other; matching bracelets on both wrists, medallions with an M or an S on it, charms featuring handcuffs or manacles or looking like ropes. Sex slavery might be one step further up the scale, but it was this scene that attracted Julia, not just punishment and confinement. She's been more aroused by the semi-public humiliation and/or nudity, the sex, the service to a strong Master. You can see how easily aroused she is, how quickly she cums, how much she cums. Which reminds me, slave. You'll need to be punished for cumming without permission this evening."
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