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"Yes, Master. I was a disobedient slave once again."
"What's the punishment for cumming without permission?" Sarah asked.
"Thirty swats with my hand for the first offense, thirty more with either a paddle or a whip for second and subsequent offenses."
"She cums without permission more than once a day?"
"She's a very needy slave who finds it difficult to contain her desire," I said. "She's been punished more than once a few times in two weeks. So has Lisa. She's a needy slave too, aren't you, slave?"
"Yes, sir. Very needy. I haven't been able to cum since we were at the spring at lunch," Lisa said. "I should greatly love to cum again."
"Why do they need permission to orgasm?" Sarah asked.
"Needy slaves like these would be fucking each other all the time to cum. I want them ready for me to fuck, not have them fucked out on each other. By controlling their orgasms, I control them. They know they have to be pleasing to me to earn one. There's very little push back when a slave needs to cum, is there, Julia?"
"No, Master, none I'd say. My goal in life is to be pleasing to you. If I were not, Lisa might become your favorite and I'd suffer from your lack of attention."
"Christ! I think I'm going to write a book," Sarah said. "It's like the calendars been turned back two thousand years."
"Yet, it hasn't stopped you from taking advantage of the situation yourself," I pointed out. "Lisa's still got your cum smeared all over her face." I kissed her again. "I adore your cum face, slave. So tell me, Sarah. Have you enjoyed your exposure as a Mistress with access to sex slaves?"
"Damn. I have. They've been well trained to please. It's been months since I orgasmed this much."
"Sex is one of the prime motivators," I reminded her. "Continuation of the species, of your own DNA."
"Why haven't you got any children?" Sarah asked.
"Julia wasn't ready to have kids yet. I've been working at building up the business. We've still got time."
"I know you can wait longer to have children now," Sarah said, "but realistically, do you want your children graduating from high school when you're turning sixty and getting ready to retire?"
A good question. One I hadn't asked myself yet.
"Probably not," I said. "Since we're done eating, why don't we clean up and adjourn to the hot tub. I'm sure Julia's ass would welcome a hot soak."
"Yes, Master, your slave would."
We cleaned everything up, Sarah helping as any good guest would. I asked if anyone wanted something more to drink and we decided on Scotch on the rocks to temper the remaining heat of the food. I poured everyone a double shot and we went out by the pool, turned on the hot tub and climbed in. Sarah shrugged off her robe and got in like everyone else, naked.
"You also seem to be getting more comfortable with your nudity," I pointed out. "It doesn't seem to be bothering you anymore than your use of sex slaves."
"When in Rome," she shrugged. "I like it, but you Californians always seemed more relaxed about your clothing than Georgians and Illini."
"So how would you rate your first experience with lesbianism?" I asked.
"Is it really lesbianism if all I do is receive and not give?"
"Probably not, but it was females licking your cooch, so it definitely has a percentage of lesbianism, doesn't it?"
"I suppose. It wasn't horrible. No, I'll admit I enjoyed it. They are very proficient and I'd say they're both skilled in pleasing a woman. But, I'd still prefer it if a man was doing it."
"Then by my definition at least, you don't have to worry. You're not a lesbian."
"My mom will be so relieved. She wants to have grandchildren."
"Of course, by my definition, you wouldn't be a lesbian even if you licked a slave back."
"So what is your definition?"
"Given a cock or a cunt, which would you prefer to have sex with. That's my definition. By that one, neither of my slaves is a lesbian, because given the choice, they will always pick a cock. If you'd always pick a cunt, you're a lesbian and if it's something in between, then I suppose you're a bisexual of one kind or another."
"Doesn't it depend on circumstances. If I were faced with a nice clean freshly washed cunt and or a dirty, filthy cock which hadn't been washed in two weeks, I could easily pick the cunt over the cock."
"That only proves you're fastidious. All other things being equal, which one do you pick?"
"Yeah, the cock."
"There you go. My next question to you is are you a giver or a taker?"
"What do you mean?"
"You've taken full advantage of my two slaves without giving them any relief in return. How many orgasms have you received versus how many have you given?"
"I've received several..." Sarah started.
"But?"
"Given none. Is that the deal here?" Sarah asked. "Are you trying to turn me into a cunt licker?"
"Not at all. You certainly don't have to give them relief by licking any cunts. They can't have orgasms without permission. Have you given either one permission to have an orgasm?"
"No. What? I should finger them to an orgasm?"
"You don't even have to do that. You could tell them to masturbate themselves. There are two of them; they could masturbate each other. They can even lick each other, if given permission to. I would find it very difficult to sexually satisfy two needy slave girls all by myself. I have told them to masturbate for me, or to masturbate each other. Frequently, when I'm fucking one, she's licking the other one to orgasm, if I'm not licking her myself. It's only fair. Julia, how long would our experiment have lasted if I was the only one receiving pleasure and you never did?"
"Maybe two or three days, Master."
"Lisa, would you have joined us if you saw me using the slave, punishing her, but never let her have any pleasure herself?
"No, sir."
"Sarah, tell Lisa she can cum. She hasn't cum since the spring. Give her permission to cum."
"Would you like to cum, Lisa?" Sarah asked.
"Very much, Mistress."
"Why don't you and Julia finger each other to two orgasms apiece, but only two," Sarah said. "I want to see lots of kissing and fondling."
"Thank you, Mistress." They moved together and started the process of making each other cum.
"There may be kissing and fondling, but you won't be here to see it," I said. "Stay out here, slaves, until one of us comes to fetch you. Sarah, come into the house and I'll tell you why I wanted you to join us. Bring your glass; I'll pour you another drink."
We got out of the hot tub and dried off, going into the house after, where I poured another drink for both of us, then we sat down on the couch.
"Okay, what's the dealio?" Sarah asked.
"As I mentioned to you earlier, we're having a barbecue on Memorial Day. Several of our friends will be here, but also, all three sets of parents. My parents knew what was going on previously, but none of the others knew before Friday when they were invited. They were called to warn them their daughters would be nude because they were sex slaves. In the process of inviting them, we learned Julia's parents have been in an open marriage for a long as we've been married, and Lisa's have been swingers since they were married, engaging in spouse swapping and group sex orgies involving all matter of sex acts between multiple people, not all of it heterosexual.
"Originally, it was my intent that the slaves, and there will be three; would only serve food and beverages to the parents nude until three o'clock, when they'd be ushered out before the real games began. This is my poker group and for the last two poker games, first Julia, then Julia, Lisa and Gwen, have served the player who won each hand, orally for two minutes. At the end of the game, their sexual services were auctioned off to the highest bidder, using only money won from the game, and money paid going to the slaves preferred charity, under roughly the same criteria as the two men today, fifteen minutes or until the bidder orgasmed, whichever came last. We'll be playing again on Monday although I have some other fun and games planned before the poker starts involving dice. Essentially, every player would get to be with every one of the slaves for some brief foreplay as determined by the dice.
"Knowing now that all of our parents have participated in some sexual weirdness themselves, I'm rethinking the original premise of them just eating and leaving. I'm thinking of binding each of the slaves for forty-five minutes for anyone to use in any way they want, with a couple exceptions. I don't want the parents of any of the slaves engaging in incestuous acts with their children. Or even my parents engaging in sex with their daughter-in-law. Even if it's not strictly incestuous, it has an ick factor I can't wrap my head around. I'd like you here to shoo off those people who shouldn't be fucking the slaves."
"Why do you need me? Anyone could do that."
"Agreed, anyone else could have, but every one of them knows who the other parties are. We've gotten together often enough as a group they all know each other. Something came up when my slaves learned about their parents and they were discussing it with me. Neither one of them would ordinarily have sex with their parents, when I suggested they might have to, they were both highly aroused and had extremely explosive orgasms. For instance, Lisa admitted that she saw her father having sex with her mother when she was younger and imagined herself as the person her father was fucking. He was the first man she ever fantasized about. So despite her realizing she can never have sex with her father, it still brings up very deep seated feelings. Julia's mother said she'd never been with a woman and wondered if Julia liked being with Lisa and if she should try it. When I said she might have to lick her mother to orgasm, she had a powerful one herself.
"Now, the other slave, Gwen, doesn't know or isn't related to anyone here, so anyone can fuck her, but my slaves would be limited, but I don't want them to know they're limited. I intend to blindfold everyone while they're confined, but the only ones it will affect is Lisa and Julia. They won't know for sure who's fucking them. No one will. They might be able to guess if it's someone who's fucked them before, but they won't know for sure. And if someone new is fucking them, they won't be able to tell anything about them. Every other person at the party would be able to tell them if it was their mother or father, but you, being new, wouldn't necessarily be able to inform them. You might have gotten confused during the introductions. So when someone is fucking them, you might be able to whisper in their ear that their father has a lovely cock, or was your father heavy set or thinner, did he have a mustache or not. I want them guessing a little as to who is fucking them."
"You don't want their parents fucking them, but you want them to think they might be? And you want me pushing their thinking in that direction, or at least confuse the issue?"
"Yes, because if they do have confused and somewhat twisted feelings about their parents, I anticipate they will have some very powerful orgasms. Now their safe word is 'Omega'. If either of them says it at any time, their slavery has ended. They're to be released, blindfolds removed, collars and cuffs taken off and told to dress. If they knew their parents were actually fucking them, I believe they'd both use the safe word and it would be over. But with the element of doubt created by their blindfold, and your supposed confusion, they might continue thinking you're mistaken and it couldn't possibly be their parents, and it won't, but the seed of doubt will be sown. You're the only one who might be able to pull this off."
"That's some really kinky shit," Sarah said.
"It's kinky mind games, but ordinary slave shit," I said. "I'll test a couple things tomorrow and see how it goes. One other thing I wanted to mention about our conversation in the hot tub. I'm going to offer you one of the slaves tonight to take to bed if you wish. You don't have to take them to your bed if you don't want to, or you can take them and use them without having to reciprocate in kind. But you will be responsible for seeing that she's rewarded for her service in some way. Give them permission to use a dildo, or to masturbate, but don't just use them and keep them frustrated. I intend their slavery to be as enjoyable for them as it is for you or me. It's all I ask if you wish to use one. Are we clear?"
"Crystal. Use slave if I wish, but don't leave them high and dry. Got it."
"Now, I have to punish my slave for cumming without permission. Do you wish to watch?"
"Yes, I admit I'm curious about it."
I went back on the patio and called for the slaves to come in after drying themselves. Three minutes later, they were both kneeling at my feet.
"It's time for your punishment, Julia."
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