077

JULIA
Shasta was at the house before 7:30. "We need materials for an Alaskan King bed frame, Julia. I want to start today. Soon as we get the stuff, I start working on it through lunch, stay as late as you let me stay to keep working on it."
I called in the order to Lowe's from a material list, charging it to Scott's account.
"They said everything will be here by two. You'll be able to start on it tonight. When are you going to have your surgery done?"
"When his first bed is made."
"I don't know if Reneé's and Janet's Masters will give them the extra time. You can check with them yourself, but I'll give anyone else who wants to help time and a half on their wages for two hours each night, until seven. After then, my family usually wants to play and they may not wish to stay."
"Thank you. You don't need to pay me extra. I'm doing this 'cause I want to, not have to. How late can I stay?"
"If you don't care what you might be exposed to, you may work until 9:30, at which time we'd like the noise to end. You can take an extra half hour to shower, use the pool or hot tub to refresh yourself, then leave by 10:00. We're up by 6:30, so you can arrive then to get started if you wish."
"Can I work weekends too?"
"You may. Don't be offended by what you might witness. There is usually lots of sex and other things on the weekends."
"It mostly happens in rest of house and pool area, not in the basement?"
"None of it happens in the basement," I assured her.
"His bed going to be done in a week, if I have to do it myself."
"I believe Mr. Thornhill would appreciate it a great deal, Shasta. It's important to people they know their generosity is returned with gratitude. I offered to suck his cock, with Master's permission."
"Did he ask for it?" She seemed upset he'd ask for a sex act for it.
"He didn't ask for it, nor did he accept it. I offered because I was grateful and I'm a sex slave and our gratitude is frequently expressed with sex. He declined."
"You ask in front of his missus? His wife didn't care you ask to suck his cock?"
"I don't know if his wife cared or not. His wife is his sex slave. I asked in front of her so she knew everything was in the open and not done behind her back. He can answer in accordance with whatever rules they have."
"Evelyn Thornhill is a sex slave, like you. She richer than God!"
"Yes. There were lot's of indications. The collar/necklace she had around her neck, the way she addressed him constantly as sir. Of course, the best indication is when she stripped so I could demonstrate all of the bed's functions on his naked slave. You didn't think he wanted the bed frame solely as a bed, did you?"
She laughed. "No, I guess not. Be pretty expensive. You white folk are damn freaky; you know that?"
"Black folks do it too, Shasta. Rhonda is only one example. I know of others, and I've licked the cunts of Asians, both Japanese and Chinese, someone from India, a Swedish woman. Although the others of different races I know are submissive, there are black Master's and Mistresses as well. We ship our bed frames to all parts of the world. Dominants and submissives exist in every part of society, just like everyone else."
"Is it all voluntary?"
"No. I suspect some slaves are actual slaves, kept against their will. Many in what we consider the free world would be voluntary, but there are evil people everywhere. Human sex trafficking is big business, maybe thirty billion dollars worldwide."
The others arrived for work and we got started. I heard Shasta talking to the others about working extra to get the bed done. Charlotte, Melanie and Alice all said they'd like the extra money and agreed to work until seven. Reneé and Janet said they'd speak to their Master's about it and let Shasta know tomorrow.
Cindy came down to say goodbye around nine. She was taking a Lyft to visit her parents again and wouldn't be back until eight and not to wait on supper for her. I hugged her and sent her on her way.
At five, Lisa and I quit to clean up and make supper. Rhonda was already working on it. I kissed her and sent her down to take orders from the four staying until seven or later for sandwiches and salad. Reneé and Janet worked for an extra half hour before they'd have to leave. When Master arrived, I told him what Shasta was doing and who was staying and he smiled and said he'd wait until after seven to get comfortable. After everyone but Shasta left at seven, Master got naked and we got in the hot tub to relax awhile. Lisa and Master had a bottle of beer; Rhonda and I had water. Rhonda had to work again tonight.
Cindy got home and came out naked, filling the hot tub to capacity.
"I told Mom and Dad I'm moving back to California today," she said.
"That's wonderful, Cindy. It will be nice having you around more often," Master said.
It didn't sound so wonderful to me. It sounded like a horrible idea. Nevertheless, I expressed my pleasure as well, so as not to upset the apple cart, but I asked to speak to her in private.
We went inside the house and I took her to our bathroom and locked the door so we wouldn't be disturbed.
"What are you doing?" I asked. "The only reason I've allowed you to take the liberties I have, is because you'd be going home after two weeks. Knowing how you and Master feel about one another, don't you think moving back here is the epitome of recklessness? You can't fuck one another, and if you live here, what do you think the odds would be it might eventually happen?"
"I know that. I wouldn't be moving to Fresno, I was thinking of Los Angeles or San Francisco, or even San Diego."
That made me feel a little better. "It's still only a few hours away by car, not across the damn country."
"It took me five hours to fly here, add in take off and landing, clearing security and cut off three hours for the time zone change. What's that in hours; the drive time to LA in heavy traffic and faster than it would take to drive to San Diego? If we wanted to fuck that bad, the distance was not going to stop us. Look, I know what we've done so far is reckless and I thank you for the opportunity to do what you've allowed. I know we can't do more than that, and I'm not expecting it. Mom and Dad would be devastated, but knowing I can have what I've had with you and Scott without recriminations, makes this possible for me. I don't need to hide in another part of the country anymore. I have another favor to ask."
"What?" I asked warily.
"I want you to treat me like a slave some more. I enjoyed what happened last Friday, but I realize it wasn't a real test. A lot of the excitement was due to Scott being there, watching me. I want to know more. Everything; the spankings, the whippings, the bondage, the discipline. If I enjoy it as I expect to, I want to be trained as a slave. I spoke to Mom about her experiences with it. I want to know for myself."
"I can't train you and neither can Master. Neither of us can fuck you."
"I know. Mom told me you knew a slave trainer, Mistress Dark. If I enjoy what you do with me, I'd like to be trained by her before my vacation is over and I leave for home to prepare to move."
"Who will you get as your Dominant. I remind you, it can't be anyone here. Even my Master's friend dominants would be too close."
"As I mentioned, I'm inclined to seek a Mistress. I'm guessing I'm more lesbian or bi than heterosexual. I was hoping I might end up with Lucia's and Zoe's Mistress if I live in Los Angeles, or perhaps she would know someone in San Francisco or San Diego if I end up moving there."
"If you accept Brianna as your Dominant, you'd end up fucking Zoe, like I do," I said. "Sharing the same woman your brother fucked."
"And I used to be jealous of her for fucking him. Kind of ironic and erotic, isn't it. I get wet thinking about it."
"If you're going to do this, I'm going to have your parents over while you serve as a slave. They should know what you're doing and I don't believe slaves should be allowed privacy or to hide what they are. As I know your father is well aware of how to spank a slave, I may have him spank you."
Cindy shivered, thinking of her father whacking her bare buttocks, yet said, "Whatever you think is appropriate. I'll do what you think is best."
"Okay, Cindy. You're a grown up, and can decide for yourself. You promise never to do anything to harm my Master or ruin his life, and I'll help you."
"Thank you, Julia."
"Julia no more. From now on, you will address me as Domina. You will address Master as Master. The other slaves will be addressed as Miss Lisa and Miss Rhonda. Your father will be Master Dan, and your mother, Miss Sandy. You are the lowest of the low. Everyone may order you and you must obey. I may countermand any other orders but those of Master. He may countermand mine. You will be treated as a slave until Saturday night. If you still wish to remain one by then, you'll start with Mistress Dark on Sunday. It's expensive. You will pay for it. Acknowledge your orders, slave."
"Yes, Domina."
"You will kneel here and wait for us to return."
Cindy got down on her knees and I showed her how a slave should kneel. I felt the familiar rush of power when commanding my slave. Cindy was a tasty slave and I wished I could taste her. I went to get the others. They dried off and followed me into the house.
They saw Cindy kneeling on the floor of the bedroom.
"This girl thinks she might be slave material and wishes to explore her level of submissiveness. She is to experience MOST of what a slave must excepting your cock until Saturday night. If she still wishes to proceed after that time, Mistress Dark will take over her training. She is to address Lisa as Miss Lisa and Rhonda as Miss Rhonda. Rhonda is no longer the lowest slave in the house. She needs to be collared and cuffed, Master. If you would remove mine, you may place them on this lowly slut. I will wear my metal ones."
I knelt down before him and he removed my collar and placed it on her. I waited until my Master put on my metal collar before standing again. It's always best to be collared when kneeling. It teaches you your place.
"Stand, slave, and Rhonda will teach you the Display position. When you've properly demonstrated your grasp of the display position, you will lick her cunt until she cums."
"Yes, Domina."
I removed my wrist and ankle cuffs. Cindy would need them before the evening was over. Rhonda quickly demonstrated the Display position and when satisfied with Cindy's competence, Rhonda made her kneel again and lick her to an orgasm.
She was still licking when I shouted "Display," again. It took her more than a few seconds before she stopped licking and stood up and I smacked her ass for her tardiness. I did not pull my blow. My handprint was clearly visible on her ass. I put my cuffs on her and put my metal ones on.
As I knelt to put her ankle cuffs on, I saw how wet her cunt was. Damn, she might be a slave.
"I need to speak to Master. Lisa and Rhonda, lie on the bed and let this lowly slave pleasure you until we return."
"Yes, Domina," Rhonda replied. I hadn't spoken to Cindy. I didn't have to. She quickly responded to Lisa when told to lick her cunt next.
Master and I stepped out of the room. "Is this what you were discussing when you wished to speak to her?"
"We spoke first about her moving back to California. I was concerned you both might have difficulty restraining yourselves if she lived in close proximity. I realize how much you lust for one another. I'd have no problem with it if it weren't against the law and your parents wouldn't be destroyed by it. She said she'll live in LA, San Fran or San Diego and will not seek to submit to anyone locally. She was thinking of Brianna, or someone Brianna would recommend if she moves to either of the other cities."
"She doesn't want a Master?"
"I don't believe she's interested as much in men except for you, sir. We spoke at great length while we were shopping. She felt she may not have developed long term relationships with men because none she met measured up to you. She was interested in women, but was embarrassed to explore her interest in them. It's why she took to Rhonda and Lisa so easily. I told her we'd let her explore her level of submissiveness until Saturday evening. If she's still determined to proceed, she'll be turned over to Mistress Dark for her full level of training, specializing on women, but not neglecting men. Perhaps she'll serve the Thursday night poker game, Master. I leave that up to you. I know you care for her more than you should, as she does you."
"You and I haven't spoken about that."
"She told me how she felt, and I could see you felt the same. Your erection is always harder and your orgasms more powerful when she's present, Master."
"And you don't care about that?"
"I love you with all my heart, Master, and would like to give you all you want, even your sister were it possible. I don't blame her for loving you. I don't blame anyone for loving you, for I know how much I do and it seems wrong no one else could. I know how much she looks like me and am flattered you were initially attracted to me because of the similarity. She's a lovely girl and I'd love to fuck her myself. But I shouldn't for much the same reason you can't."
Master took me in his arms and kissed me. "You're the most wonderful woman I know, and the best slave," he whispered.
"Thank you, Master."
"I decided to accept William Thornhill's offer to build his house. Perhaps you'll have the opportunity to thank him yet."