056

JULIA
Our alarm had gone off once and I applied the salve to Lisa's and Rhonda's piercings. We then dozed again until Marcia woke us up for supper. As we had done for lunch, we had to do for supper, more or less singing for our supper, save we did the licking and those licked did the singing. I was doing Adele, Lisa was doing Dorinda, and Rhonda was taking care of Jade. I don't know how they determined who we'd pleasure, whether it was totally random or there was some unknown plan. We were allowed to eat after pleasing our assigned woman. When everyone had eaten, all three of us were tied down to Mistress Brianna's bed, the two on the outside with their heads near the headboard. Rhonda, in the middle, tied down with her feet near our heads and her head at the bottom of the bed.
I wondered at the arrangement until women started coming in and riding our faces. Having us alternated kept them from getting in the way of each other. For two and a half hours, we lay there, confined, as woman after woman took advantage of our positions and helplessness to seek their pleasure on our tongues, often multiple times. Even Master Sam's slaves used us for their release. We, on the other hand, could not cum, so our need rose exponentially as we satisfied our partners.
When our three hour alarm went off, whoever was in the room with us applied the salve to the piercings. No one bothered to wipe our faces, so I could see Lisa's face glazed in a mask from the cum of countless women. I imagine mine looked as bad. I know I licked every woman living on the estate save the three sharing Master's bed currently.
Mistress Brianna was the last one to use me before our scheduled stop time at nine. She moaned and writhed on my lips as she climaxed, going a second time after, she enjoyed the first so much. Adele and Monique were using the other two.
"You're a much better cunt licker than when your slavery first started," Brianna moaned. "You've done well, slaves, repaying us for the use of mine. One more session tomorrow morning and I'll consider your debt paid. I hope your husband is using my slave's well. You may clean up before retiring."
She climbed off me and patted my head. "You seem pensive, slave. Why so thoughtful?"
"We just learned yesterday a friend of ours was gang raped when she was eighteen, traumatizing her, Mistress. She had a child as a result. The leader of the street gang who did the raping tried to take her son. He was attempting to run her off the road so he could claim the child for the gang and she was in a bad car accident and disfigured as a result. My sister slaves and I have decided to finance plastic surgery as a Christmas gift to have the scars on her face taken care of. I was wondering at the cost of the surgery and if we'd have enough to take care of the scars elsewhere on her body. As far as I can tell, she doesn't have sex with anyone. I'm sure partly due to the trauma, but perhaps she no longer feels pretty anymore."
"What's your friend's name and is she a slave?" Brianna asked.
"Shasta, Mistress. She's not a slave. She works for my company. I doubt any responsible owner would accept her slavery until she's had counseling. She broke down when Lucia was describing her experiences. Our health insurance doesn't pay for elective cosmetic surgery. It's not bad enough to be necessary, merely bad enough to be disfiguring."
"Monique, put out an email to all staff asking them if they'd like to contribute. Include Sam and his slaves."
"Yes, Mistress." Monique, who was still riding Rhonda's face, climbed off, picked up her phone and addressed one to everyone.
"You don't have to do that, Mistress," I said. "It's not the reason I told you."
"Nobody's being forced to donate. They'll do it of their own will if they're willing. I suspect most will, simply because they understand the nature of what happened to Lucia. It's a horrific thing to happen to any young woman."
In three minutes Monique started receiving responses.
"Sam will write you a check tomorrow for the amounts people chose to donate. He's in charge of our personal finances."
I knelt at Brianna's feet and hugged her legs. "Thank you, Mistress. This means a great deal to me, and I'm sure it will to Shasta as well."
Rhonda and Lisa followed suit. It seemed we might have more to assist Shasta than I could have believed possible. We hugged each other, then returned to Sam's place, retiring to sleep. A three hour alarm set to wake us whenever we needed to apply ointment.
******
SCOTT
We were taking a break in our activities. Dawn had just been fucked again and Zoe and Lucia were cleaning us off. Suddenly, all three slaves received a text at the same time. They each responded quickly, then resumed doing whatever they'd been doing prior to getting the text, which in this case was Zoe, licking my cock.
"What's that all about?" I asked.
Zoe looked up at me from between my legs. "You'll see, Master Scott. It's nothing to concern you at the moment."
"It isn't about my slaves, is it?"
Dawn was arching her hips into Lucia's mouth as she orgasmed, again. She'd cum six times already. When they were done, Dawn and I would have to return the favor, both women more than willing to accept oral favors from anyone, even me.
"No," Dawn moaned. "Nothing about any slaves at all, sir."
Mollified, I let Zoe complete her task, then switched places with her, going between her legs and dining on her liquid heat until she squealed in delight.
"You didn't used to be so talented with your mouth, Master Scott. You've gotten much better since you have to satisfy three slaves."
I paused. "Granted, I'm probably better than I was eleven years ago, Zoe, but you weren't a slave at the time either. It doesn't take any time to get a slave off. It's harder to keep them from cumming."
"Touché, sir. I'm a much bigger slut than I used to be."
I gave her a couple more before stopping for the night. Lucia and Dawn were winding up too, Dawn pleasing Lucia in return for her pleasure. I slept with my arms abound Zoe, feeling the baby moving within her as I liked to feel it move in Julia.