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"As Mistress said, you can't keep a pregnancy secret, especially when you're living here," Marcia said, continuing. "It's when we got real technical with our rules. Master can have sex with anyone desiring a child during her fertile cycle, but never with me present. If we both don't sleep with her at the same time, no one else can get added to our bed. He never sleeps with anyone else except Brianna and Monique, unless they're trying to get pregnant and only when fertile. If I'm not a slave, I'm not having sex with anyone but Mistress, Monique, Chantelle and Master. Of course, as the second lowest ranking slave here, I have very few limits on who has sex with me as a slave, but never with Master participating and never when I'm not in slave mode. As a slave, I can have sex with Julia or Lisa, as you witnessed, but never another male, nor with Master participating. This means though, we've both had sex with Zoe, for instance, we've never both had sex with her at the same time and she will never be a permanent member of our bed. Actually, Zoe's a bad example. Both Riyuki and Zoe are slip ups we've conjointly had sex with them before we fully developed our rules, but never since. Of course, when Master is here, any women slaves must seek his permission to have sex with me. Even Brianna, as Mistress, usually asks Master's permission, but it's a little looser with her. She has ordered me to have sex with her, and unless Master countermands the order, I'm fucking her. It sounds complicated, but it seems to be working."
"Your life is much more complicated than mine will be," I said. "Hopefully I won't be getting anyone pregnant but Julia and maybe Lisa."
"It's still complicated, Master," Marcia said. "People are messy and illogical, emotional creatures. As much as you care for one another, stuff will crop up. It's why we stress communication so much. When Master and I started, we talked every day of my slavery about what we did and how it made us feel. Adding Chantelle made communication even more important. We've gotten better at non-verbal communication, but it doesn't obviate the need for regular verbal chats. It's why Mistress has her meetings every Sunday. When stuff crops up, you can't always talk about it in the moment, but you can certainly ensure you set aside time to deal with it later."
"I think communication was the biggest mistake we made," I said. "I wish now we'd done better at it. It might have eased some of the pain we experienced."
"Your communication is something which can easily be fixed," Brianna said. "Nothing you've done so far is a deal breaker. Three weeks doesn't allow a lot of resentments to build and fester, but going forward, it will be critical."
Chantelle came out to tell everyone that dinner was served and a parade formed of people waiting to dine. We gathered the children up and joined the group, although everyone quickly gave way for their Mistress and guests. Lisa joined me. We still hadn't seen Zoe and Julia since they left for Zoe's room. I sat down with Lisa in my lap. It was Julia's turn, but she wasn't here.
"What are we having today, Chantelle?" Brianna asked, taking a seat.
"In honor of our guests, today we are having avocado and lime grilled salmon and a grilled peach summer salad, both with and without chicken for our Vegan slaves. We also have a grilled vegetable medley, and a few other salads as choices for lighter fare on the sideboard, which people can help themselves to if they desire."
"It sounds absolutely delicious, Chantelle. Thank you," I said.
As they'd done yesterday, several of the slaves served themselves and disappeared to wherever they ate when they couldn't dine at the table, which only seated twelve. Chantelle and the other cook served those who remained, taking orders for the food they wanted. I had the salmon, peach salad with chicken, vegetable medley and fresh cut fruit salad I used as a dessert instead of the chocolate cake. Lisa had the same except she went for the chocolate cake. I fed Lisa, playing with her as I was wont to do while feeding my slaves.
About halfway through the meal, Zoe and Julia hurried into the dining room, their faces still covered with girl cum as I'd asked them to be. They both showed themselves to me, then Zoe hurried to her Mistress and knelt down. There were no chairs left, Marcia sitting next to me on one side and Monique on the other. Julia grabbed one of the cushions assigned for the purpose and knelt at my feet beside Monique.
"Scott," Brianna said, "since Zoe monopolized your slave's time this morning, she owes you. If you wish, she will suck your cock while you eat."
I looked down at Julia with Zoe's cum still smeared all over her face. "I'd like that very much, Brianna, thank you. Julia, please give your cushion to Lisa. You can grab some food and eat over in the corner." I pointed to the nearest one.
Brianna snapped her fingers and pointed to me and Zoe crawled to my chair. Julia got up and Lisa took her place beside me so I could continue feeding her. Zoe started sucking my cock. It had been over a dozen years since I'd had sex with Zoe. Not since we dated. She had sucked me off a couple times when we dated. She was substantially better now, which surprised me given I doubted she'd had much practice sucking cocks since. She was deep throating me as easily as my own slaves did.
"Excuse me, Brianna. I'm surprised Zoe is as skilled a fellatrix as she's currently demonstrating. I would think she wouldn't get much practice sucking cocks, and she's much better than she was in college."
Brianna laughed. "All of the slaves who wanted Sam to father a child had to learn to suck cock to get Sam hard again for another dose of baby batter."
"Who taught them?" I asked.
"I did. I had some experience prior to having Sam impregnate me, but Marcia insisted I become better to serve her Master and she quickly taught me what pleased her Master. I passed those skills to my own slaves."
"You're an excellent teacher," I said, moaning.
"Thank you."
I'd cum four times already today, the last two not much more than two hours ago, so Zoe, bless her heart, was going to work for this one. I calmly ate and fed Lisa as she worked herself up and down my cock. The state of her face led me to believe her tongue and jaw received a good workout before she started on my cock and would likely be quite sore stretching around my girth. Both Lisa and I were done eating before I exploded in her mouth. Zoe swallowed every drop.
When I was clean, she released me, massaging her jaw slightly, working it around before saying, "Thank you, Master."
"Thank you for what, Zoe?" Thinking she was going to say my cum.
"Thank you for the use of your slave this morning. Try not to punish her too severely, as it's my fault she was gone so long. Punish me if you must, but please spare Julia."
I looked at Julia kneeling quietly in the corner eating her dinner. There were tears in her eyes. I looked back at Zoe.
"As much as I'd love to smack your beautiful, bare behind," I said, "I think Julia's been punished enough. It was her turn to be fed. You can clean off your face now."
"Yes, Master Scott." She crawled back to her Mistress. Marcia put her hand on my arm and squeezed it. Apparently, she approved of my handling of slaves.
I pulled Lisa back up into my lap and finger fucked her to cumming, twice, her panting gasps and moans audible to the entire room, including the forlorn little slave sitting in the corner.