037

JULIA
I thought we'd outgrown the Slave Trainer, being the properly trained slave sluts we were. Master had other ideas, however. Well within his prerogative, of course. Our orgasms did belong to him. Still, the Slave Trainer was so fucking diabolical. Every time we got close to an orgasm, it shut off, and we came close to climax multiple times during the day. It slowed our work, we became so desperate, yet we could see we would finish anyway. I wanted nothing more than for Lisa to get me off in anyway she could. We might have gotten away with it while the fucking Trainers were charging, but if we weren't obedient slaves, then all we were was neighbors fucking against my husbands wishes, a fucking lesbian slut. It was a neat moral box, made all the worse when I received a photo of Master getting his cock sucked by Slut during a visit to Mistress Dark's.
"Fuck him. Slut is sucking Master's cock. We should be able to cum too," I said.
"Think about what you're saying, Julia. Your husband is getting his dick sucked by another woman and the only thing you're concerned about is whether or not you should be able to cum as well. You're sharing him with your next door neighbor and friend and he's cumming in the mouth of another slave and you don't give a shit about it. Only whether or not we should ignore his orders and cum anyway. How twisted have we become?"
I laughed. "Pretty damn twisted."
"You know Master. He was probably offered Slut's mouth. He likely refused initially until Mistress Dark told him he was being stupid to ignore a waiting slave to ease his suffering. Dollars to doughnuts he's buying something to make our lives more enjoyable. She's a slave, so he's not cheating on our agreement. He's well within his rights as Master. Just grin and bear it. Tell him you wish it was you instead."
So, that's what I did. Sent him a big sloppy red kiss emoji and said I wished it was me sucking his dick. It was true; I wished I was. I did wonder what he was doing there. We'd find out soon enough. The rest of the day dragged because we were so fucking horny and unable to do a thing about it. We finished at four and went home, showered, and started dinner. I was nearly dying when Master got home, I needed to cum so bad. He was carrying a bag. We begged for him to fuck us or at least let us take the Slave Trainers off and pleasure ourselves. He refused, even refused the blow job we offered him when he got home, saying he needed to save himself for later. Later couldn't get here soon enough for me. He didn't even feed one of us, leaving us on the Slave Trainers as we ate.
At the conclusion of our meal, he said, "I have some good news for you slaves." I was hoping he'd tell us we could cum now, but what he told us was almost as good. "Our bondage furniture sold. After taking her cut, Mistress Dark gave us this check for $3850. After the expenses for the materials, $760, half, or $1545 will go to me for expenses and $772.50 for each of you. After you're done with the real estate agent tomorrow, I want you to deposit this check, and open up savings accounts for each of you to deposit your money into. I will be responsible for all of your expenses from now on, from clothes to food to toys, whatever we need. Your accounts are yours and I don't want any money removed from them for any purpose. You will let your money accumulate."
That was extremely good news, one we were both happy to hear.
"I have developed plans for a new bed frame for our new bed. The supplies will be delivered on Tuesday. You will start cutting the wood according to my plans on Tuesday, including sanding, staining and finishing. Next weekend, I will show you how it needs to go together. We'll be selling our other bondage furniture as used through MD, which means we probably won't get as much for it. Someone will pick it up on Wednesday. Whoever arrives to pick it up, you'll be allowed to pleasure to four orgasms. You may have none yourself. I expect you to wear the Slave Trainer's every day this week."
Shit. Master was taking complete control of our sexuality. Wearing the Slave Trainers for a week was going to turn us into slavering Pavlovian dogs begging to cum at every opportunity. Even Lisa looked upset and she usually took the news better than I did when Master wanted to deny our orgasms. She still had to work on a couple things involving address changes, including driver's license. She'd be doing all of this wearing her Slave Trainer. She'd have to carry a towel to wipe the juices running down her legs while she was out in public. I'd be working at home, other than tomorrow, and that was only at her house when the real estate lady came, so it wouldn't be quite so bad for me.
"Why don't you clean up the kitchen and I'll show you what I bought from Mistress Dark."
Finally, maybe some sex? I sure hoped so.
"Yes, Master," I said, soon echoed by Lisa.
We hurried. I mean fast. We still hadn't been allowed to cum since getting up and we'd been edged all day by the Slave Trainers. Both Lisa and I were dying to cum. We joined Master in the bedroom. He was undressed and his cock was enlarged, though not yet hard. Lisa or I could make quick work of getting an erection. When we were finally allowed to remove the trainers, Master made us lick the other one's clean before we could wash it and put it back on the charger. They were each coated in our love juices, so aroused were we from its affects. I'd have preferred licking the source, the underlying material having a rubbery taste to our snack.
Then Master made us shower, further delaying our release. Lisa and I didn't dare touch one another as we were so ready to cum. When we returned, still damp, Master made us get some lube, so I imagined one of us was getting fucked in the ass. Instead, he handed us this long, thick, double headed dildo and told us to put one end in each of us and to hump each other, bottom to bottom. At this point, I would have humped a buffalo, I was so horny, so we put some lube, (unnecessary, I assure you) on each end, and got ready to put it in.
"You must have my permission to cum," Master said.
"Master, I'm sure I'll cum the instant I put it in me," I informed him, "so please give me permission to cum now."
"How about you, Lisa. Is it the same for you?"
"I believe so, sir."
"Then you may each cum once, but you need to have permission to cum any subsequent time."
I didn't wait. It was long and thick and I put it in me and orgasmed, moaning wildly. My climax went on for almost two minutes, and when it ended, I aimed my buttocks at Lisa. She reached behind her and put the other end against her cunt and slid over the end until our bottoms bumped and she was climaxing too, if the sounds emanating from her lips was any indication. Fuck we were desperate. I gave it a couple minutes with our asses kissing so she could work her way through hers, then started moving, back and forth. Heavenly. Three minutes later, I was ready to orgasm again, panting like a dog in August.
"Master, may I cum please," I begged.
"Not yet."
I groaned. Master was too cruel. I had to stop moving or I'd cum again. I stopped, but Lisa didn't. She kept moving and I was ready to explode.
"Master," I pleaded, "please let me cum!"
"You may cum when Lisa cums," Master said.
"Then she can cum now," Lisa moaned, "because I'm cumming."
I wailed in relief and shuddered through a monstrous orgasm.
"You didn't have permission to cum yet, Lisa."
"Then punish me, because I couldn't wait any longer."
Master laughed. "Don't worry, I will."
Given we'd both orgasmed twice in a relatively short time, we were able to put off the next one for several minutes, but not indefinitely. Soon we were both begging again. Master laughed again.
"Nothing I like better than desperate slaves," he said.
Desperate is right. I tried to hold out as long as I could, maybe lasting about four more minutes, though it seemed more like four hours. Finally, I gave up the fight and surrendered to my need, whimpering like a baby. Lisa didn't last much longer.
"That's thirty for you, Julia, and sixty for Lisa, thirty with The Enforcer. I'd like you to change positions now and scissors one another."
I was familiar, it was one of the things Zoe and I had done in her bedroom. Without missing a beat, we moved until we our cunts were pressed together, almost as if glued there. We started rubbing, pussy to pussy, the genital contact mixing with the double dong to bring us rapidly to another crest. Fuck!
"Please let me cum, Master," I implored him.
"You may both cum as often as you like for the rest of the night."
I was cumming before the word 'rest' left his mouth. Lisa was right with me. We quickly gave each other three more before Master fed me his cock. He didn't cum in me, just let me suck his dick for several minutes, then letting Lisa finish him off. It was his third blow job of the day and she still had trouble swallowing it all. He must be enjoying our performance. We were each allowed to cum three more times. It almost made up for wearing the Slave Trainers all day. Master made us lick the dildo clean before we were allowed to wash it. I licked Lisa's cum and she licked mine. It was even creamier than the Slave Trainer had been. Then we were told to lick each other's cunt, but no more orgasms while we did, so we had to be careful, but managed to avoid more punishment.
"That was entertaining," he said, his cock still engorged with blood, lying limp upon his thighs. "Lisa, get The Enforcer."
It was for me too. Nine orgasms so far, and if Master's cock was any indication, more would follow. While Lisa was up, Master tied me to the bed with a pillow under my hips, raising my bottom for his punishment. Being bound to the bed immediately ratcheted up my arousal again. Master waited for Lisa to return before starting, going slowly through all thirty of my spankings. He was getting harder with his spankings. We were growing into them together, his spankings now no worse to me than the first ones he gave me, even though they were harder. In fact, I orgasmed during my spanking. He'd told me I could cum as much as I wanted for the rest of the night except when Lisa and I cleaned ourselves off and I took Master at his word. Still I know my ass was glowing red before he finished.
Master released me and tied Lisa down the same. He gave her the spankings by hand, hitting her as hard as he'd struck me. She took it as well as I did, though not cumming. When he was finished, he handed me The Enforcer.
"You'll give her the remaining thirty," Master said.
I stared at Lisa's bottom, still red from Master's spanking, her pussy glistening from her own need. I thought briefly of going easy on her, knowing how The Enforcer stung like a bitch, but knew Master would give it to me too, if I failed to give her one as hard as he expected.
"May I give her another orgasm first?" I asked.
"How?"
"Either licking her or with this." I held up the handle of the Enforcer.
He thought for a few seconds. "You can give her an orgasm with The Enforcer if I can spank your bottom ten times with it after you're done giving hers."
My bottom still felt warm from his spanking, though it barely hurt anymore and ten times wasn't so bad. I could withstand ten more to give Lisa some relief. "Agreed," I said before pushing the handle into her creamy cunt. Lisa grunted and spread her legs wider, the handle quickly soaked in her juices. Within a minute, she was cumming, moaning as he body shivered through another orgasm. I continued fucking her until it was over, then licked the handle clean. I proceeded to give her the thirty swats, rather hard ones as I didn't want to add to the ten I was already getting. She was silently crying when I was finished, and I kissed the salty tears from the side of her face. Master released her and turned her over onto her flaming ass and ate her to two more orgasms, while I held her head in my lap and stroked her hair.
When he was done, his face was covered in her cum. I licked his face, his whiskers long enough to rasp on my tongue. He kissed me, then ordered me over his lap. I obediently complied, my bum arched over his legs.
"Why did you agree to be spanked to ease your sister slaves's pain?" Master asked.
"I didn't want her to suffer through consecutive spankings without some relief, sir."
"Thank you," Lisa said. "You didn't have to do it knowing you'd get ten of your own."
"I wanted to. Ten isn't so bad," I said. "I can almost enjoy ten."
Master laughed, then he struck me with the first. It was hard, harder than he usually used The Enforcer on me. I flinched, since it was harder, but it was only ten. I barely moved for the next nine, though my ass burned again, as much as it had after the first spanking. Master plunged the handle up my own pussy, giving me the relief I'd given Lisa, fucking me to an orgasm, the pain washing away in the pleasure. When my trembling eased, he pulled me to my knees and rammed his cock into me, his body smacking against my ass in a mixture of pleasure/pain. He fucked me until his cock spewed the contents of his balls into me, giving me four more orgasms in the process since he lasted quite awhile. When he pulled out, I cleaned up after myself, while Lisa cleaned me, giving me another. I was such a fucking slave slut.
"By my count," Master said to me, "you owe your sister slave three orgasms. No more for you, however, if I'm to be completely fair."
"Yes, sir."
So as Master settled in to sleep, I licked Lisa to three more climaxes. We were as quiet as could be in order to avoid waking him, then Lisa licked my face clean of her cum as we settled into each others arms and fell asleep, feeling quite sated.