053

SCOTT
I woke up to Dawn sucking my cock, already half hard. As soon as she realized I was awake, she mounted me, riding me hard. Not as hard as I wanted given she woke me up, so I flipped her off me and plunged into her from behind, driving forcefully into her liquid heat.
"Fuck!" She groaned as I plumbed her depths, "I love it when you manhandle me that way. Women just don't do that."
I slammed into her again. "Like this?" Again, harder. She moaned. "Like this?" Battering her pussy with my pelvic bone. "Wake me up this fucking early, will you?"
"Oh, shit, I'm cumming, you bastard. Fuck me!"
Never one to disappoint a lady, particularly when she was following my own agenda, I fucked her. After I orgasmed, spewing a night's worth of cream into her sodden pussy, I made her suck me hard, then fucked her again, going longer this time. I made her scream that time. When we finished the second time, we both lay sprawled across the bed, exhausted. My cum was dribbling out of her cunt.
I decided to tidy up after myself, since there was no one else to do it. I started lapping Dawn's cunt.
"Be gentle. It's very tender right now," Dawn moaned.
I finished up, then said, "Not as tender as it's going to be."
"Sir?"
"That's the first time you've addressed me properly this morning. Not 'fuck me, you bastard, sir'. Not 'fuck me, you bastard, Master'. Not a 'women don't do that, sir'. Pretty much ignoring my honorifics all morning. Apparently, you feel it's okay to slack off when you're getting fucked and your Mistress is not around. I'm here to tell you, you're very much mistaken."
As I spoke, the nature of her infraction dawned on her and a panicked look replaced the look of post coital bliss.
"I'm sorry, Master Scott."
"That's the first time I've heard it spoken this morning." I yelled loudly, "Lucia, I require your assistance, please."
In two minutes, Lucia was in the room, her eyes darting around to see if there were danger anywhere. None for me, perhaps, but lots for Dawn.
"Good morning, Master Scott. Do you require my assistance?" She asked, puzzled.
"Yes, slave, I do. It seems this slave," I pointed to Dawn, "doesn't feel it's necessary to address a Master as Master or Sir when she's being fucked. Bastard flies right off her tongue though. I think I need to address this failing on her part. What punishment do slaves receive on Mistress Brianna's estate if a slave does not address her properly?"
"Twenty swats with a paddle, sir." Lucia smiled. "How many times did she fail to address you properly?"
"Three times," I replied. "There was an 'I love the way you manhandle me,' a 'fuck me, you bastard,' and a 'be gentle, I'm very tender right now'. That's sixty, yes?"
Zoe had shown up finally to see what the fuss was about, standing in the doorway.
"Sixty for sure, Master Scott," she said.
"Well, this slave needs to be punished."
I dragged her out of bed. She didn't try and fight me. She knew the punishment was earned. I pulled the suspension point out from the bed frame and hooked her on it until she was standing on her tiptoes, her slim body taut. I took out The Enforcer, the only paddle I owned. Dawn recognized it, her time in the sex toy shop not totally wasted.
"Not The Enforcer, sir," she begged.
"It's the only paddle I own, slave."
I decided to give her a break, putting spreader bars on her ankles, then lowering her slightly until she was on tiptoes again. I'd fuck her with the handle halfway through and give her another orgasm to go with those she'd had already this morning.
"How hard?" I asked.
Zoe replied, "Depends on who's giving them. Mistress usually goes the lightest of all. When she delegates it to Adele, it's usually harder. Sometimes, she delegates it to Sam, who's the hardest of all, as Marcia and Chantelle like sound spankings every so often."
"Has Dawn ever been spanked by Sam?" I asked.
"He trained her," Zoe laughed. "It's who Dawn started with, sir."
As she was getting sixty, I decided something less than the normal amount of force. Within five strokes, she was dancing. By fifteen, she was groaning. By thirty, she was crying, her entire ass flame red. I flipped the Enforcer around and fucked her with the handle until she was dancing for an entirely separate reason. When she'd had two more orgasms, I continued the spanking. She was fairly limp when I finished even though I'd taken some off the last thirty strokes.
"Lucia," I said. "I know you and Dawn are close friends. Perhaps you'd like to lick her to two more orgasms to soothe her while she's hanging here before you release her?"
"Yes, Master Scott."
Lucia knelt in front of Dawn. When her hands gripped Dawn's bottom to steady her, Dawn flinched and Lucia moved her hands to her hips instead. Dawn was quickly moaning in lust.
"Zoe, perhaps you'd like to assist with breakfast?"
"Of course, sir."
Before we got started, I had to kiss and fondle her for a few minutes, giving her an orgasm to start off her day. We started breakfast.
"We may have a bit of a problem, Master Scott," Zoe said, putting bread in the toaster.
"What kind of problems?" I asked.
"We didn't travel with swimsuits to your house as we knew nudity was acceptable to you. You told Shasta we wouldn't be nude today."
I stopped stirring the eggs for a second, thinking.
"Dawn might be able to get into one of Julia's old suits, though she's slimmer in the hips. Lucia might fit in one of Lisa's. I don't know what to do about you though."
"I'd say I could wear one of my maternity smocks, but none of them is terribly long. We don't usually carry a large selection of clothes unless we're staying with vanillas. I'm afraid I might be flashing our guests."
"Perhaps you could wear one of Julia's things, although I believe she wore the longest of them to Brianna's. Maybe one of her old nightshirts or my oversized football or hockey jerseys?"
Lucia and Dawn joined us in the kitchen. Dawn began setting the table. Lucia took over for Zoe so she could sit down as the more pregnant of the two.
"We're going to need groceries for today," I said.
"I'm familiar with the area," Lucia said. "I can go shopping."
"Go to Target or WalMart, please. Pick up a Chutes and Ladders and maybe a couple other kid's games from the same age group; a large rubber or plastic ball which will float in the pool, kids water wings or noodles. Make sure to get orange soda, Coronas and limes, mild cheddar and American cheese slices for the burgers. I have potato chips, but get some pre-made potato salad and Cole slaw, more eggs for tomorrow and whatever Dawn would like to drink."
"I'll have Coronas, Master Scott," Dawn said.
"Coronas sound good to me, too. Get a case and a half dozen limes. Zoe mentioned you didn't bring swim suits. You could pick up something for yourselves, my treat. Zoe, why don't you go with so you get something that fits. Dawn, what size are you?"
"34C bra, small bottoms, sir."
"Much better, slave." I smiled at her. "Would you like to sit down?"
"No, sir." Dawn gave me a saucy grin. "I'm perfectly comfortable standing."
"When our guests arrive, you may desist calling me Master or sir while thy are here."
"Yes, sir."
We all sat down for breakfast, Dawn the only one who remained standing. "Not yet, sir," she said when I invited her to sit down. After breakfast, Lucia and Zoe left to do the shopping. Dawn and it cleaned up after breakfast, then tidied up the house and patio, putting my bed back together. Dawn vacuumed the house and I wiped down all the tables and chairs outside and prepared the grill. By the time Zoe and Lucia returned, the place was looking pretty spiffy.
At 10:30, we all showered and put on swimsuits. At 11:00 my doorbell rang and I opened the door to let Shasta, her mother, and Cedric into the house. Her mother was a sturdy, firm woman in her mid-forties. Cedric stood quietly clinging to Shasta's leg as she introduced us.
"Scott, this is my mother, Bernice, and my son, Cedric." She patted his head affectionately. "My pride and joy. Momma, this is Scott, Zoe, Lucia, and Dawn."
Bernice took my hand in her firm grip and shook it. "Pleased, Scott. Which of these ladies is your wife? Shasta tells me she's pretty far along. Is it this lovely lady?" Taking Zoe's hand.
Apparently, she knew something about our household, knowing there were three women here, but not necessarily their names.
"I'm sorry, Bernice, but my wife and other companions are in Los Angeles this weekend. These are other friends visiting for the weekend. It's a long story which we can share later if you wish. In the meantime, I have something here I thought Cedric might like."
I reached behind me and Dawn placed a big red ball in my hand and I held it out for Cedric. "We thought you might like to play with this today."
He stared at the ball with a gleam in his eye, then looked up at his mother.
"It's okay, Cedric. You can take the ball. He's not a stranger to me."
He held out his hands and I put the ball in it.
"What do you say, Cedric?" Shasta asked.
"Thank you, sir."
"You're welcome, Cedric. Why don't you go out to the pool with these three ladies. They have some other things for you out there."
He looked at his mother again. "It's okay. I'll be out in a minute."
Shasta waited until my three ladies led him out to the patio, then said. "You didn't have to do that. What other things did you get for him?"
"Some water wings for his arms, and a couple of noodle things to help keep him above water, a couple of age appropriate games including Chutes and Ladders. The women are all used to keeping any eye on children around water. He'll be fine."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. May I?" I held my arms open for her and she stepped into them and I gave her a brief hug, then did the same for Bernice. "I'm so glad you could join us today. Would you like a Corona with lime?" I asked Bernice.
"My baby told you what I like?"
"She did. Several of the rest of us are drinking them today too."
"Thank you."
"Shasta, same for you?"
"Fine."