075

SCOTT
When I got back to Brianna's, Zoe was waiting for me.
"Chantelle made a nice dinner for us at Sam's. We'll be eating there tonight instead of with the others."
"Wonderful. Is Marcia here?"
"No. She's working evenings through Thursday. She's off on Friday."
"Do you know what we're having?"
"No, only that it will be good."
We had thin slices of beef cooked in wine with a burgundy sauce, jasmine rice with vegetables, a fresh garden salad with a homemade vinaigrette dressing, with a fruit crepe for dessert. All of us with a glass of red wine, except the pregnant Zoe. Another outstanding meal by a superb chef. Two men, two naked slaves, and a meal to kill for.
"Dawn was telling me about the story of how you acquired Chantelle as a slave. It was quite a story. I'm happy to see it worked out for everyone."
"It looked like it was touch and go there," Sam said. "I'm very lucky Marcia could see her way to accepting Chantelle. I couldn't have done it if our positions were reversed. I'm not that self confident or gracious."
"Yes, Dawn pointed out to me how lucky we both were to have slaves willing to arrange companionship for us on while we were alone. For Julia, it was strangers essentially, not like Lisa when she invited her to join us, someone she already knew and liked."
"How did you like Dawn?" Sam asked.
"I liked her a lot. She's very perceptive."
"I know, right. She looks a little like a flake, very brassy and impertinent. You'd think she wouldn't have a thought in her head but the name of the latest hit song, but she helped me a lot after Chantelle announced her affection for me. I was completely flummoxed when it happened. Didn't have a clue what I should do." Chantelle laid her hand on Sam's arm and squeezed. "She's got a good head on her shoulders and an amazing heart."
"She also told me about Lucia. Poor girl. I hope she can get pregnant somehow."
"It won't be from lack of me trying," Sam said. "We all promised we'd do everything we could."
We finished the meal and Zoe and I helped clean up.
"Do you need to study tonight?" Zoe asked as we put the last dish away.
"I need to spend a little time on it, yes."
"My suggestion to you is to bring what you need to the nursery. They have comfortable chairs there. You can study and if one of the babies needs to be fed or changed, I'll help you take care of it."
"Not too much screaming and crying?"
"No. The reason there are people there is to take care of hunger and diapers, which are the main reasons children cry. Give it a shot. You can always leave if it's too noisy, but they'll mostly be asleep."
So I went to the nursery with Zoe. As she said, the kids were mostly sleeping. One was nursing, so he must be a hungry little beast or hadn't gotten onto the same schedule as everyone else. The one who was nursing wasn't on a real teat. They had a small bag like contraption which they slung over a breast with milk in it. I asked Zoe about it.
"It allows everyone, even men, nurse a child like a real mother would." Zoe whispered. "So when Julia has her child, Lisa could also nurse it and bond with the baby, as well as you. Everyone holds the baby the same so feeding is consistent. It gave everyone here a chance to be like a mother, and the real moms didn't have to wake up all night to take care of the babies, and get sleep once in awhile."
"Where can you get them?" I whispered.
"On line if you can't find them locally. I'd like to introduce you to Lucia. She's the one nursing the baby. She tends to haunt the nursery."
"The one was who was traumatized when she was younger?"
"One and the same."
"Please. She doesn't get jumpy around strange men?"
"Well the only men around here is Sam and now you. Obviously, there are always other women around, so she's never alone with one, but mostly, the counseling helped substantially."
Zoe led me over. "Lucia, this is my friend, Scott Rivers, who is staying with us this week while he attends a class. Scott, this is Lucia." She spoke quietly to keep from waking the sleepers.
I put out my hand. "Buenas noches, señorita. Como estás? Es un placer conocerte."
"Muy bien, seńor. Gracias por preguntar." She took my hand without disturbing the baby. "I can speak English quite well, Master Scott."
"Probably much better than I can speak Spanish."
"I didn't know you could speak Spanish at all," Zoe said.
"I've had to pick up some. Almost half of my employees are Hispanic."
"How do you know Zoe, Master Scott?"
"We dated in college before she really understood she preferred women."
"Why was your wife and other slave unable to come, Master?"
"She has a doctors appointment tomorrow, her baby doctor, and she's quite busy working on bed frames for Mistress Brianna and Master Sam."
"That's right, she's pregnant too. She's a carpenter?"
"She is now. She helped me in my carpentry business when I first started it, so she learned a lot with me."
"My father was a carpenter. I learned much from him as well."
"I heard what happened to your family. I'm very sorry."
"Thank you, sir. There's a fertility clinic in Fresno I've been trying to get an appointment at for months; Sturgis Obstetrics. I heard the doctor might help me conceive."
"Sturgis, that's Julia's doctor. The one she has the appointment with tomorrow."
"Your wife had difficulty conceiving as well, sir?"
"No, she was Julia's doctor before she began the fertility business. She's been Julia's gynecologist since she was in high school."
"I know you don't know me, sir, but is there any chance you or your wife might be able to help get an appointment?"
"We can ask at least."
"Thank you, sir. I'd be most indebted to you."
"I'll send Julia a text asking her to call me when she's free. She should be exercising with three other women right now."
"Muchas gracias, señor."
"De Nada." I sent the text.
I was in the nursery until just pass nine. It was relatively quiet. Zoe and Lucia spoke softly to one another. I changed my first diaper. When I finished studying, Zoe and I went back to Sam's. They'd gone to bed already, though they certainly weren't sleeping. Lights were on and the happy noises of sex came from under their door.
"Sounds like what we should be doing right now," I whispered.
"All men think about is sex," Zoe said, grinning.
"Sex slaves think about it much more than I do. I'm lucky I haven't been fucked to death."
Zoe laughed. "It does weigh heavily on our minds."
I hadn't undressed yet since returning from class, still wearing slacks and polo. Zoe helped me remove them.
When I was naked she knelt and took my cock in her mouth.
"Wouldn't you be more comfortable on the bed?" I asked.
She looked up at me, still holding and stroking my saliva covered shaft, and said, "I enjoy small moments of subservience. As long as it won't take more than a few minutes for you to get hard."
No problem of that, blood was already rushing to my prick. I nodded and it disappeared back in her mouth. In two minutes, Zoe was standing, leading me to the bed, my freak flag waving.
"Do you have a problem with me driving tonight?" she asked. "Missionary is becoming uncomfortable."
"Not at all."
She pushed me on the bed and climbed over me. "I wouldn't do this for just anyone, you know," sinking over my cock.
"I know, and I thank you so much for your contribution to my sexual well being."
"De nada."
I was comfortably wrapped around Zoe's body, half awake and half asleep. Dawn hadn't let me get much sleep last night, and I was tired tonight, though my dick was thinking about an encore performance tucked between Zoe's fine ass. The phone rang and I answered it.
"Hello, Master. I apologize we didn't get your message earlier," Julia's voice said. "What do you need."
"Having sex, were you?"
"Yes, Master. We were kind of desperate. I was going over some things with Janet tonight before I sent her home that got me wound up."
"We can speak of it later. Do you remember Lucia from here at Brianna's?"
"Young Hispanic woman?"
"The same. She's been trying to get an appointment with Dr. Sturgis for several months on a fertility issue. It's quite a tragic story. We were hoping you might speak to Dr. Sturgis tomorrow about her case and see if you could speed up the process."
"I can try talking with her. What's her story?"
"I'm going to give the phone to Zoe. I'm sure she knows it better than I do, hold on."
I handed my phone to Zoe and after exchanging pleasantries, Zoe went over the sordid details of Lucia's gang rape, her lack of proper medical care after the rape before coming to the US, the months of counseling and doctors visits, the seeming lack of progress. It was horrid. What a tragedy. Julia promised to speak to Dr. Sturgis to give her the details and see if she would look at the case. When they were finished, Zoe handed the phone back to me.
"What types of things did you go over with Janet tonight?" I asked.
"We discussed submission and slavery as being a state of mind. I put a collar and cuffs on her and told her she had to wear them constantly when she wasn't working or exercising, told her she couldn't wear underwear anymore, must go naked around her house, showed her a couple slave positions and told her to practice them, and told her she had to masturbate once an hour while she was home without completion until she saw me Thursday. I gave her a homework assignment to read about BDSM and to identify those areas she was interested in learning about. I also gave her one of my slave novels to read and talk to me about when she was done, though she has more time to finish that than the homework."
"Nice. I see you're really taking this to heart. Whose collar and cuffs?"
"Mine Master. I'm wearing the slave jewelry now. I intended to get Janet her own tomorrow so she can return mine. I'll have it back on no later than Thursday. We also spoke to Chen. I made Janet masturbate while we were talking to him. He agreed he had no current issues with Janet attempting to discover her nature. If we wanted to introduce men into the equation, he might be bothered. I don't foresee Chen having issues at this time, Master."
"Very good. Have a nice time tomorrow, let me know what the doctor says."
"Of course, sir. I think you should lick Zoe's cunt for us sir, to thank her for putting up with you."
Laughing, I said, "You do, heh?"
"Yes, sir. And you should do an excellent job of it, since you're doing it for us. None of those slapdash Master lickings. Give her a proper slave licking." I laughed again.
"Got it. Anything else?"
"No, sir. Goodnight."
"Goodnight girls."
I hung up and turned to Zoe. "My slaves inform me I'm to give you a proper 'slave' cunt licking in return for having to put up with me."
Zoe spread her legs. "What are you waiting for, sir?"
I not only gave her a proper 'slave' licking; I gave her a proper 'Master' fucking, because one good turn deserved another.