Chapter 27

Soul POV
Six weeks later
Rhea has come to me at least once a week for the last six weeks. She has been so demanding and dominant in my life. She wants what she wants when she wants it. She has done something to me that I have never allowed another woman to do. She is a dom for me.
It is strange to have someone to come in and take over the way she has in the last six weeks, but I have to admit. I have enjoyed it. Damien has been out of town off and on allowing her to come and go as she pleases. I do not expect to see her for a while since Damien is now home and watching her like a hawk. I want her to be mine but I do not think Rhea is the type of woman that can be controlled. Rhea is wild and free.
I have started calling number one Roxy all the time now. She is the only one that I call by name. It is not even her real name but it is what Rhea likes to call her. I have allowed Roxy to speak with Rhea and spend time with her away from the house and me. I cannot believe the things I let Rhea talk me into but here we are bending to Rhea and her will.
I will give her everything. Rhea can have it all, every piece of me and my soul. Damien is in love with her or at least some version of love. I suspect I will receive a visit from him soon about her and I am ready for it. He cannot threaten me for I know all his dirty little secrets.
I have tried to encourage Rhea to talk to the witch that lives on Damien’s property but she has not done it yet. If she ever sets foot in that little cottage where the witch lives she will run from there and never return to him. It has to happen. I need her to see the secrets he holds from her and everyone else. Well, everyone but one, me. I know the true Damien and all his secrets.
“Master, your breakfast is ready,” Number three says as she enters the room.
“I am coming down,” I say to her. Number three waits in the doorway naked. She is waiting to see if I want any attention from her, but I do not. I want Rhea but that will not happen today.
I walk out of the room past number three. I stop realizing I should pay her some sort of attention. I turn to number three. I pull her close to me and brush the hair away from her face.
“Thank you for coming to get me this morning,” I say to her. Number three looks stunned. “You are welcome, sir,” number three says.
I roughly kiss her on the lips and pull her to me. No I am not going to fuck her right now. I let her go and carry on down stairs. I will fuck her later and think about Rhea while I am fucking her pussy. I cannot stop thinking about her.
I walk into the dining room and sit down at the table. I wait as I am served by my women. The numbers have grown in the last few weeks thanks to Rhea providing me with some excellent candidates that are willing to do whatever I want whenever I want. Rhea really has looked out for me in ways I did not even know I needed from someone. She has fulfilled me sexually and mentally. It is strange to have someone like her in my life. I have to wonder in the back of my mind if she is playing with me.
The women serve me my breakfast. I look over at number three how does look sad this morning. Did I hurt her feelings? Why do I even care?
“Number three, come here to daddy,” I say to her. Number three smiles and walks over to me. “yes, master, how can I serve you?” number three asks.
“Do you want to serve your master this morning? Is that why you look so sad?” I ask her.
“Yes, master, I am afraid you are tired of me. I only want to please you, master,” number three says.
“How would you like to please your master?” I ask number three.
Number three smiles. She gets on her knees and goes under the table. She unzips my pants and takes me into her mouth. “Oh, I see you are hungry, number three,” I say to her.
Number three continues taking me in her mouth as number eight comes into the dining room. She sets my breakfast down in front of me. Number three continues to take me deep into her throat as I eat my breakfast. I reach down and pat her on the head and then push her down hard onto my cock.
“Such a good slave you are number three. Your master loves the way you suck cock,” I say to number three.
I eat my breakfast holding back as not to cum in number three’s mouth. I have other plans. I let her suck me and she is so good at it. I rub her head occasionally and push her head down hard forcing my cock deep into her throat. She does not fuss at all. She just keeps sucking like such a good sex slave.
I finish my breakfast and wait for one of the women to come get my plate. Finally number seven comes out and collects my plate. I push back from the table. “Come with me number three,” I say to her.
I take her by the hand and we walk to the patio that over looks the garden. “Undress your master,” I say to her. Number three undresses me. She looks extremely happy as she takes my clothes off. She stands in front of me when she is done waiting for my instructions.
“Tell master what it is you are wanting so bad this morning?” I ask her.
Number three bites her bottom lip as she moves back and forth almost giddy. “I want you to fuck me this morning please, master,” number three says.
I lift her face up by her chin and lean into her kissing her roughly. “You want me to fuck you, number three?” I ask her.
“Yes, master, I need you to fuck me, please,” number three says.
Number leans over the table. Her beautiful round ass ready for me to take, her pussy wet and on display. I smack her on the ass really hard. “Which hole do you want my cock in this morning, number three?” I ask her.
“Both please, I want you to fuck both of my holes really hard. Fuck me master, please,” number three begs me.
I grab her hips and position her so I can enter her pussy first. I pound hard into her hole. “Is this what you want you little slutty slave?” I ask her. I hold her ass as I thrust deep into her core hard.
“Yes, master, fuck my hole harder please, master,” number three begs me.
I grab her hair and pull it as I pound into her hot wet pussy. “This pussy is all mine number three,” I moan as I fuck her. Number three moans loudly as I pound into her harder and deeper. “Harder please master, I need it hard,” number three says.
I pull out of her pussy and position my cock to enter her ass. “How hard do you want this ass fucked?” I ask her. “ummmm master, I want you to fuck my ass hard please I need it please,” number three says.
I push into her ass. I push all the way into the depth of her ass. She gasps and then moans as I completely enter her ass. I pull out slowly then pound back into her. “yes, master, please fuck me hard,” number three says.
As I am fucking number three in the ass on the patio table I look up and through the patio door a see a vision walking through my living room on her way to the patio. It is Rhea. She is here. Why is she here?
Rhea opens the patio door to see me with my cock in number three’s ass. She says nothing. She sits down in a chair and watches me fuck number three hard. I finally fill number three with my cum. Number three gets up from the table and kisses me then Rhea.
“Thank you, master, may I go down to my room to shower?” number three asks. Rhea looks at number three. “You can have the day off number three, do as you please for the rest of the day. I will take care of master,” Rhea says.
Rhea walks over to me. She kisses me and smiles. “Go wash your cock and meet me in your bedroom,” She says. She leaves me on the patio.