097
JULIA
We both slept late the following morning. Lots of good sex will do that for you. Of course, Mistress wanted more when she woke up. Girls are so much more capable when it comes to cumming. I wore more of her cum on my face when we showed up for breakfast since she ordered me not to wash my face. She cleaned up, perhaps shy she'd licked a woman for the first time. Slaves don't need to worry about being shy. It isn't allowed. Master showed Sarah how he usually fed his slaves. Lisa sat on Master's lap, but I was too big for Sarah's. I tried and her leg quickly went to sleep, so I sat beside her as she fed me.
Master took note of my face as we ate and asked me if I had a satisfactory night.
"Mistress ensured your slave received sufficient gratification, Master. I have no complaints. I'm sorry to inform you that I orgasmed three times without permission last night." Actually, it was closer to a dozen, but I only promised to say it was three times. "I stand ready to be punished again today."
Master said to Sarah, "It's common for the Dominant with control of the slave when she was disobedient to perform the punishment."
"Your slave informed me of the same thing," Sarah said.
"Is that why she had so much trouble getting your permission to cum?" Master asked.
It was hard getting anything past my Master.
"That might have something to do with it," Sarah replied. "I actually wanted to see you whip her, but she said I'd have to do it."
"So you're enjoying being a dominant?" Master asked.
"I am, very much. I only wish your slave was male."
"I very much prefer she isn't," Master said, laughing.
"I'm not terribly disappointed she isn't either. I had a wonderful time last night."
"I'd like to inform everyone that Mistress Sarah is a squirter," I said. "We have some extra laundry to do today."
"Do tell?" Master said, and Sarah blushed. "I didn't witness any squirting yesterday while at the spring, nor while Lisa was pleasuring her before Marcus's arrival. How did this get discovered?"
"In order to make her understand the plight of a slave when she is not allowed to cum, I asked her to hold back from cumming as long as she possibly could, while I did my utmost to pleasure her. She kept asking for permission to cum and I refused her. When it seemed she couldn't possibly hold out any longer, I shoved a third finger into her cunt and my little finger into her anus, while sucking as hard as I could on her clit. The rest is history."
Master and Lisa both laughed, Sarah and I joining quickly. It was a joyous laughter. No one was making fun of her.
"So now she knows how difficult it is for a slave to be refused an orgasm," Lisa said.
"And how powerful your orgasm is when you've waited so long to climax," I said. "I was quite surprised. I thought at first she was peeing on me and I was horrified. You don't know how relieved I was to find it was only cum."
We all laughed again, Sarah smiling at me. "You had to tell, didn't you?"
"Of course, Mistress. You didn't order me not to tell, and you will be punishing me today. I felt it only fair."
"I shall have to remember to order you the next time I do something embarrassing."
"Don't be ashamed of something natural," Master said. "It's no worse than if it were some other sexual issue such as premature ejaculation or inability to orgasm."
"No one here suffers from that problem," Sarah offered. "Cumming seems to be a natural state of affairs."
"Since I didn't share Master's bed this morning, Lisa," I said. "I hope you earned our clothes for the day, by swallowing Master's cum this morning?"
"I happily took care of that chore for us, Julia."
"Clothes," Sarah said. "You hardly ever wear any clothes. What do you mean you earn them?"
"What little we wore on the trail yesterday was earned, Mistress," I replied. "If we wish to leave the house in anything approaching presentable, we must suck Master's cock first thing when he wakes up. The alternative choice is much worse, usually approaching plain nudity. And the secondary choice must be won by undergoing a twenty swat spanking with the paddle in addition to the blow job he should have received earlier, usually in front of someone. The Sunday after my slavery started, I slept in late and ended up wearing a transparent top and a micro mini skirt so short, I showed my cunt every time I stretched or sat down in front of my Master's parents. Because my slavery just started, I didn't have to undergo the spanking and cock sucking in front of them, but I was wiping his cum off the corner of my mouth before they walked in the door. I was so embarrassed. To think I'd be wishing I was wearing something so revealing tomorrow was beyond my comprehension."
Master laughed. "Ah, yes, the good old days, two weeks ago."
"I admit, Master, I'm scared of how much I'm going to be showing tomorrow and to who. I'll do it because I don't want my slavery to end yet, but I'm terrified. Being naked in front of strangers in public on the trail yesterday was easier than tomorrow is going to be in our own home."
"Do you agree, Lisa?" Master asked.
"Definitely, Master. I get the shakes every time I allow myself to think about it."
"Good!" Master said. "Slaves should be uncomfortable sometimes. You're not getting the full experience if we only play behind closed doors. Sarah, are you ready to learn how to punish slaves?"
"Yes, I'd definitely be interested in learning."
"Let's clean up the kitchen first," Master said, so all four of us quickly set the kitchen to order.
Going into the living room, Master told Lisa to fetch the Enforcer and the whip. I'd agreed to do this, but I was not looking forward to training a new Mistress, though I was sure Master would ensure I wasn't harmed. Before Sarah sat down, Master had her slap her thighs several times to get a feel for how much pain she could tolerate from her hand before she started smacking me. It looked as if she could tolerate quite a bit of pain. Sarah sat on the couch and I bent over her legs.
"You really have a lovely ass," Sarah said, caressing it before the spanking began.
"Thank you, Mistress," I said. I'm ashamed to say my bottom was arching up into her hand, her touch was so light and delicate.
Master sat down beside us with Lisa in his lap. I could hear Lisa's pretty moans as Master petted and caressed his other slave.
"Count for your Mistress, slave," Master said.
"Yes, sir."
Sarah's hand left my bottom and I knew pain was soon to follow. Smack. It was harder than Master when he first started, and less than he struck me now, but I'd become toughened to my punishments since then. It proved to be a bit of a warm-up though, as she was soon striking me as hard as Master ever usually did. I was soon squirming on her lap, having difficulty holding still. I was also sobbing quietly, her hand stung so. I still felt the warmth spreading from my ass to other parts of my anatomy. I was certain my splayed legs revealed the depth of my arousal to my Mistress. She stopped after twenty swats.
"You mentioned something about the endorphins released by orgasms allowing a slave to endure more pain," Sarah said.
"That's correct," Master replied.
"Hmm," she said. "Interesting."
Sarah plunged two fingers into my cunt. I almost climaxed immediately. If I'd been less prepared by the nature of her conversation, I would have.
"Mistress, may I cum, please?" I gasped.
"You may," she said and I spasmed over her fingers.
"Your slave cums so easily," Sarah said, continuing her intimate caress of my pussy.
"Both of them do," Master replied and I heard Lisa cumming as well, her soft moans nearby. "I believe it's a function of their slavery. Julia was rarely this orgasmic before."
Speaking of orgasms, another was rapidly approaching, quickly trailing the first. "Mistress, may I cum again," I whimpered.
"Not yet," she said. "I want to see how long you may resist cumming."
I knew then I wasn't totally forgiven for outing her as a squirter. I was going to pay for her embarrassment. I'd already admitted to cumming without permission three times. If I climaxed again, it would be the fourth and I didn't know if I was capable of withstanding another thirty with the whip or Enforcer. She continued playing with my pussy. A minute went by, then two, and the pressure was horrible.
"Please, Mistress, let me cum?" I begged.
"I don't think so," she said. "This is in the nature of an experiment."
She took one of her fingers out of my cunt and pushed the wet digit into my flaming ass. A third finger went into my sodden pussy. Now both of my nether holes were being stimulated by her fingers. I gasped. I grew closer to an explosion. Another minute went by, then another. The squirming I'd done before as a I was spanked, nothing to the squirming I was doing now. I could feel my fluids running down my legs as she churned my cunt to butter.
"Mercy, Mistress," I cried out.
"Not yet," She said.
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