091

SCOTT
Like any other week after a week in LA, I was busy as hell, catching up on everything going on, all the work we had in Fresno, planning for the upcoming week away from home. This week seemed worse than usual. I was usually dragging myself home at least a half hour later than usual. I figured it was going to be end of July, beginning of August before I'd finally finish Thornhill's house and could quit making the weekly trek. I received a call from Bill himself on Wednesday.
"A problem with the house, Bill?" I asked.
"Not at all. I had a favor to ask."
"Can't promise anything, but I'm willing to listen."
"What are the chances I can get in the poker game on Friday?"
"I think they'd be reasonably good. Do you play?"
"Rich billionaire, lots of money to burn, a keen understanding of human psychology. What do you think?"
"I'm thinking we might have trouble winning a pot."
He laughed. "Maybe I'll let you win a couple just to keep it interesting."
"Regina is pretty good too. Made a regional at the World Series of Poker. Did you ever try out?"
"No time. You have to really commit to playing poker. I had more important things to do with my time, better ways of making money."
"I get it."
"Can you explain the rules of your game to me?"
"We have a slave serving under the table. The winner of each hand gets two minutes of oral service for winning the hand. If we have enough slaves, they switch after a half hour so no one's stuck on their knees too long. Usually take a break midpoint to drain the lizard. Around 11:00, we stop play and if a slave is being auctioned, we hold the auction, we usually sell each of the slave's holes individually. The winning bid usually has the use of that slave's services for fifteen minutes, or one orgasm, whichever comes last. A couple times the slave has been sold for the night to be returned at ten the next morning. Whoever is at the house where the slave was sold get to use the slave for the night. So if Regina, Ed or Rob Strong wins, you can expect all three to use the slave. You can only use the money you win at the poker game to bid. You can't plunk down ten thousand and buy out everything."
"What's the buy in?"
"Two hundred."
"Pretty cheap."
"Yeah, no billionaires in our game."
"I'm assuming the slave or the owner can't keep the money."
"No, the bids all go to charity. We send out checks on Monday."
"I'd be putting up a slave for the auction."
"Evelyn?"
"I don't own any others."
"Are you sure you want to do that, Bill?"
"Yes. Evelyn really enjoyed her night with Jerry and Chen. I would prefer she ended up with someone she's already been with, but I'd like her to enjoy the experience of being sold. Dawn was raving about it."
"Can't promise that. Luck of the draw and skill of the player."
"Who are the best players?"
"Regina is the best for sure. I'm not too far behind usually, but I had some fucking horrid cards last week. Chen, Ed and Jerry are usually in a nice group together. Rob, Lisa and my Dad are in the last group. The fact Ed, Regina and Rob all live together and considering their skill levels, gives them about a 50% chance of taking someone home for the night, if that's what they bid on. Last week, they spent a lot of money on Shasta instead of saving their money for Sandy or Julia who were sold for the night."
"Shasta has submitted to someone? I find that hard to believe."
"No submission. You're right there. She and her slave, as you know, were on the outs for awhile. She sold her holes, but on her terms. You could buy her ass, but she'd decide how you fucked it. Regina bought her mouth and ass. There seems to be something going on between them, like a competition or something. It was a pretty rough fucking, though Shasta got her back on the oral. She made sure she smeared Ed's cum all over her face."
"So Regina could be rough on Evelyn?"
"I'm not sure. She seems to treat the slaves okay. Julia thinks she has a problem with more dominant women, like she has to cut them down a notch. Doesn't have to do that to slaves. Their submission puts them on the bottom already."
Bill nodded. "I don't know her all that well, but from what I've heard, I wonder if she isn't a little like Evelyn used to be? Interesting."
"How do you mean?"
"Catty, bitchy, superior, full of herself. Does she have money?"
"Independently wealthy, obtained from her father. I don't think she's ever worked a day in her life."
"It will be interesting sitting across the table from her. On another matter, I heard Marcia and Chantelle really enjoyed their night with you. I'm impressed."
"They're both incredibly beautiful women," I laughed. "I was inspired. I think not having Sam there watching helped too. I always feel a bit strange fucking a man's wife in front of him."
"Are you saying you might be equally inspired if I'm not there when you fuck Evelyn?"
"Who knows." I smiled. "Stranger things have happened; but there was a confluence of events. Lack of my own slaves so I only had the one, and in Chantelle's case, no sex for two and a half days."
"I can see where that might be inspiring."
"Before I started on your house, I don't think I'd gone for more than ten hours without sex since Julia became a slave. Essentially sleep and work. Even for the week I stayed at Brianna's while taking the continuing education class, it was probably no more than fifteen or sixteen hours without sex; Brianna loaned me slaves. Just the time in class and usually some study time after. It's been a great run."
"It's amazing what naked slaves do to the libido, isn't it?"
"Damn straight."
"What time does the game start?"
"Seven on Friday night."
"Check with your friends to see if they'll accept another player and slave for the auction and thanks for everything."
"You bet."
I sent out a group text to all the poker players telling them William Thornhill wanted to play with us and he'd be offering up Evelyn for auction afterwards. Would anyone have an objection? I'd received about half the responses to my query when I got a call from Julia. She told me Shasta had a special request and would be staying for supper tonight.
"Do you know what she wants?"
"No, Master. She said she'd tell us both when you got home."
"Bill wants to play on Friday and is offering Evelyn up for auction."
"Are you going to let him, sir?" She asked.
"I haven't heard from everyone, but response is favorable so far. Just think, Bill could be the one to buy you for the night."
"It sounds exciting, Master."
"I'll see you at supper then. Talk to you later."
"Yes, sir."
Everyone was all in on William joining us on Friday. Looked like we'd added another person, at least for this week.
******
I tried to get home earlier than the last couple days since Shasta wanted to talk to me. It was still close to six-thirty before I got home. Shasta and Julia followed me into the bedroom and Julia closed the door behind us, meaning Shasta wanted privacy.
"How can I help you, Shasta?" I asked.
"You know how Sean and I had trouble."
"I do. Is he acting up again?"
"No, he's been good so far, but I want to make sure he stays that way. He's the only one I've fucked since I took him back and I don't want him getting complacent. I want him to know I can still fuck other people."
"So you want me to fuck you again? What's so secret about that. All you have to do is ask."
"It's more than that. I want to reinforce Sean's compliance. I'd like him to be used by a man, you know, suck cock or get ass fucked. He won't like it, which is the reason I want to tell him to do it."
Julia and I looked at one another. Shit! I was willing to do just about anything for Shasta, but this was asking for a lot.
"Yeah, I'm not sure I can do that, Shasta. I've never had a desire to be with a man, and I don't think I want to start now."
"Do you think it's because people might view you as gay, Master?" Julia said. "Your slaves can attest to the fact you're not gay. None of us would look at you any differently because you helped Shasta with this."
"That might be part of it, but it's more than that. It gives me the willies thinking about it."
"She's not asking you to suck his cock, sir. I can understand how you couldn't stand to do that. She's asking you to let him suck yours. If you closed your eyes, you might not be able to tell who's sucking you."
"Maybe, except he has facial hair, and I definitely don't want to fuck his ass."
"If I might make a suggestion, Master, what about this? We put Sean in the stocks. We make him suck you hard enough to fuck Shasta's cunt. You fuck her, and afterward he need to clean you and get you hard enough to fuck her ass. While you're fucking her ass, one of us can put on a strapless and fuck his ass too."
"What if I can't get hard while he's sucking my cock. My brain has to be involved and I'm not sure my brain won't be saying, get your cock out of that man's mouth."
Julia laughed. "Kind of like my brain was saying the first time I licked cunt, sir. What are you doing licking that woman's pussy? Are you crazy? If you think it would help, Shasta or I could suck your balls at the same time. If you don't get hard, we make him stop and take over completely. It's got a chance of working anyway."
"Christ! I don't know. I'll definitely fuck you if you want me to Shasta. Let me think about the rest. I need to shower. I don't want to hear anymore about it. You've made your case, leave it be. I'll decide, but whatever I decide, I don't want another word said."
"Yes, Master," Julia said.
"Thanks for considering it," Shasta said.
"Go away. Shoo."