007

JULIA

Master not only didn't satisfy my curiosity regarding his intentions for us and why we were fucking all of these men all of a sudden; he was giving us more people to fuck or suck. I sighed.

I called Sharon back and told her she could come on Monday night and I gave her the address. I said Master had some special requests and I'd tell her when she and Phil got here. A short time later, Reneé came out to the patio, having finished doing whatever wedding plans she'd been working on with her mother. She found me soaking in the hot tub and sat on the edge of the tub.

"I want you to lick me to four orgasms," she ordered. "I'm so fucking stressed out right now. Mom is driving me apeshit. I don't know why she's so intent on perfection. I think she doesn't want Jerry's family to think she'd throw a wedding that was any less than what they'd throw if the tables were reversed."

"A white/black competition then," I said sliding across the tub to her spread legs.

"That's what it feels like to me," Reneé said, patting her pussy. "Maybe five instead of four. I could really use it."

My mouth descended on her cunt, already wet. Of course, as a slave herself, it didn't take me long to give her the five she craved. I added a sixth for good measure and she melted down into the tub when I was done. She kissed my cum laden face, licking some of her fluids off me as she kissed me.

"Where's your Master?" I asked, wiping my face clean in the rolling water.

"There's another period left in the game. He'll come out and join us when it's over. Then we're ordering Thai food."

"Yes, I'm to be the tip for the delivery driver," I said. "He usually takes one of my holes instead of the money."

"So, you've done this before?"

"Yes. Marcus has a cock to rival your Master's. It might even be thicker. Think of someone as thick as the Strong twins and as long as Jerry."

"Heavenly," Reneé sighed. "I wish my Master let me fuck other men as much as yours does."

"I'm scared my Master is. He wanted us to quit fucking other men when our slavery became permanent, but for the last week, I've been fucking more men than ever on his orders. What would you think if Jerry suddenly told you to fuck everyone?"

"I'd think something was wrong."

"Right, you'd wonder if your wedding was still on. I'm wondering why he's making us do this right before our bonding ceremony. I'm so confused, even though he keeps reassuring me things are fine."

"You can always say no," Reneé said.

"Yes, I can obey him and keep fucking other people or refuse, disobeying him on the eve of our ceremony where we make as permanent a commitment as we can to one another. Neither choice seems palatable to me."

"Shit, you must be as stressed as I am. Do you want me to lick you?"

I smiled and kissed her again. "Thank you for your offer, but I'm going to be fucked plenty tonight, including taking up much of your Master's time and energy. I'm sure I'll burn off all the stress I'm feeling now."

She spent the next half hour or so telling me about her day as we held hands. Jerry came out to join us.

"Go put on your Slave Trainer, Julia," Jerry ordered. His voice brooked no argument, so I acknowledged his order, got out of the tub, dried off enough to go inside and put it on. I thought to put the second one on the charger, but it wasn't there. I returned to the patio and he told me to open the app on my phone and turn it on. Again, I didn't see the point in arguing. I'm sure Jerry was following Master's instructions. I turned it on and felt the insistent buzzing which would soon turn my cunt into a needy pool of crazy desire and arousal.

"Do you know where the other Slave Trainer is, Master?"

"Chen sent Janet to pick it up a short time ago. She came over while you were out here and Lisa's wearing it."

"How long will I be wearing it, Master Jerry?" I asked.

"At least until our food arrives," Jerry said, "After it does, you need to beg the driver and I to fuck you. If you do, I'll remove the Slave Trainer."

"How long before we order our food, Master Jerry?" I asked, already feeling my juices start to run down my leg.

"About an hour, slave," he said, climbing into the hot tub with his slave, beginning to play with her.

About two hours before our food arrived, I thought. I'd be begging the whole neighborhood to fuck me before Marcus arrived. Lisa would be begging as well.

"Come into the hot tub, Julia. I heard you making my slave cum earlier. I want to see you doing it again while I play with her tits."

"Yes, Master." The equipment was waterproof and wouldn't be harmed by the water.

Jerry had Reneé lift herself up until her cunt was out of the water. While Jerry played with her perky, gum drop nipples, I licked her soft, velvety folds, making her orgasm over and over again. Rhonda woke up and joined us, bringing the baby monitor. She climbed in with us, and helped me with Reneé. After five more orgasms, I doubt she had a stressful bone in her body. I wanted to cum so bad by that point, I was ready to scream. Yet I got no relief from my torment. Jerry had done a wonderful job of keeping me on edge most of the day without allowing me a release. I wished now I'd taken Reneé up on her earlier offer.

When the time came, we went inside and ordered our food. Jerry asked Marcus to be the one to deliver our order.

"Yeah, great," Jerry said. "Thanks for everything."

He hung up and said, "Ours is the last order Marcus will deliver tonight. He can stay and play awhile."

Great, two big cocks to service for several hours. I don't know if I was thrilled or afraid. By the time he arrived, though I was aching to cum. My nipples throbbed from being hard so long. My thighs from cunt to knees were slick with my fluids. Since I had time before he arrived, I fed Lucas and changed his diaper, putting him back down when he was done.

When the doorbell rang, Jerry clipped my wrist cuffs together behind my back and sent me to the door. Fortunately, Rhonda accompanied me so she could open the door.

Marcus smiled when he saw me at the door. When he saw Jerry, who looked far different than Master, his expression changed. Seeing Rhonda and Reneé instead of Lisa gave him pause as well.

"I'm sorry. Where's your husband?"

"He's working in Los Angeles. He left his work partner, Jerry, to look after me while he was gone. Reneé is his slave. They're getting married in a month. Rhonda is my slave."

He made an incorrect assumption on the basis of color, especially since I was unable to point to the respective people, assuming Rhonda was Reneé.

"Pleased to meet you Reneé," he said sticking out his hand to Rhonda."

"That's Rhonda, my slave," I said. "Reneé is sitting next to her Master."

He looked again. Jerry's white slave, my black one. "And where's the other lady?" Marcus asked. "The one who's usually here?"

"My sister slave is next door, serving another Master," I replied.

"Scott said to offer you the slave's choice of holes or a nice tip," Jerry said, smiling.

Marcus unzipped his pants, releasing his cobra.

"Good! I can see where this is going," Jerry said. "Your boss said this was your last delivery of the night and you might be able to stay awhile."

"Yes," Marcus said, pushing down on my head, directing me to my knees. Rhonda helped lower me since I had no arms to help myself.

I opened my mouth and the bulbous head of his cock pushed through my lips. He pushed halfway in. I swallowed desperately to take him all, speechless now, my mouth full.

"Good," Jerry said. "Perhaps we could double team this needy slave."

Marcus held the back of my neck as he went deeper with each stroke. "Hell, yes," he mumbled, moaning as he got all of himself in me. He'd said other women hadn't been able to take all of him in their mouths.

From here on out, it was pretty much a face fucking, and I still didn't get to cum. Jerry handed Reneé my phone and told her to take pictures.

"I know you can't answer me, slave, but I have to ask; do you want to cum?" Jerry asked.

I nodded frantically.

"You know you have to beg in order to cum, don't you, slave?"

I nodded again, Marcus's huge cock going in and out of my throat.

"How can you beg with a cock in your throat, I wonder?"

Oh, I needed to cum so bad. How did I beg? Inspiration struck. I grabbed a handful of his nuts and started tugging gently, getting Marcus to lower himself to his knees, which he did in response to my insistent pressure downward. With him on his knees, I was low enough and I wiggled my buttocks at Jerry. He laughed.

"Good one. I'll accept that."

He unfastened my wrist cuffs so I could support myself on my hands as opposed to the cock in my mouth and loosened the Slave Trainer and lowered it down my thighs. It kept me from spreading my legs too far, but it was enough. I felt Jerry smear the head of his prick in the fluids leaking from my pussy, then he pushed in and I orgasmed, moaning like a banshee around the prick in my throat.

Jerry started thrusting hard, slamming into me, driving me infinitesimally farther on Marcus's schlong with each thrust. Thank God Marcus knew enough to pull out of my throat every thirty seconds or so, or I might have collapsed from loss of oxygen. Instead, I just climaxed, over and over again, my pussy throbbing, convulsing, each time.

Marcus had been in me longer, so he climaxed first, stream after stream of his thick cream shooting down my throat, too deep by far for me to taste him. It wasn't until I started cleaning him off I could tell what his cum was like. I hadn't finished cleaning him off before I felt Jerry pulsing his own load in my cunt. As soon as I was done with Marcus, I turned round and cleaned Jerry's cock, tasting the mixture of him and me.

"Rhonda would you like to clean the slave?"

"Yes, Master," and soon I felt Rhonda's tongue dipping into the mixture of Jerry and I, licking me clean; giving me another orgasm in the process.

"Marcus, why don't you stay for supper? I'm sure we have enough food given the slaves both got a helping of cum. After, we can retire to the bedroom and fuck this slave once more. She's wanted it all day, haven't you, Julia?"

"Yes, Master Jerry."

"Thanks, don't mind if I do," Marcus said, finally slipping out of his clothes to join the rest of us naked. I was able to take the Slave Trainer off now it was around my ankles.

"Normally, we're accustomed to feeding the slaves ourselves, putting them on our laps. We have an extra one tonight. Do you think you can handle two of them, or should we let Rhonda feed herself?"

"No, I think I can handle both of them."

"Rhonda is a lesbian, hence why she's Julia's slave instead of Scott's, so you can't fuck her cunt or ass, but she will suck your cock if you need it, and watching her and her Mistress lick each other will often get your dick hard enough for another proper fucking," Jerry explained.

Rhonda sat on one knee, and I sat on the other facing each other. Theoretically, Marcus fed us. I definitely did eat some food, but he was entranced by the two of us. He played with our breasts and cunts, licking and sucking and nibbling on our nipples. Kissed us, one at a time, or watched us kiss each other, which we were happy enough to do. Or he had us finger fuck each other as he watched, twisting a different nipple in each hand, hard enough to make us groan. I climaxed half a dozen times during the meal, but only ate half of my apportioned food, kept too busy to eat. At one point, his prick hardened again, and he had Rhonda kneel on the floor and suck his cock, just to see her do it; black and a lesbian, sucking his massive root. He didn't let her finish him, wanting a cunt for that.

"I'm ready to fuck again," Marcus said, his cock waving, glistening with Rhonda's saliva.

"Reneé, put away the food in the fridge for later. We'll have some more after Marcus leaves."

"Yes, Master."

Rhonda and I took Marcus's hands and led him to the bedroom. He was amazed at the size of the bed.

"We often have four of us sleeping together," I said. "We need the size."

"Would you like her cunt or ass, Marcus?" Jerry asked, his own prick at half mast. He tasked Rhonda to finish the job while Reneé tidied the kitchen.

"Her cunt," Marcus replied, eyeing me. "I'll take her ass later, but I'd like to be on top so I can drive harder. Would that be an issue?"

I shuddered slightly. "No problem by me," Jerry said.

Jerry was stiff enough so he got on the bed with a couple pillows behind him and had me mount him, his cock in my ass in a reverse cowgirl, then lean back against him. We both spread our legs to the side so Marcus could move up between us and he held his cock against my cunt, positioning himself before driving forward. I spasmed, releasing once more. God, I was so full. The Strong twins could take up as much space in width, but never had I had two cocks so deep at the same time.

True to his word, Marcus stroked hard and deep with each thrust, letting me feel the full length of his big prick with each plunge. Jerry couldn't do much himself, only able to move an inch or two in my ass with his prodding, but between the two, were driving me wild. Having been kept on the edge pretty much all day since Chen finished with me this morning and on the Slave Trainer for two hours, my body responded to their fantastic fucking by cumming over and over. I was clinging to Marcus's neck, rubbing my breasts against his hairy chest, kissing him as I shuddered through one orgasm after the other.

I saw Reneé, filming it, moving around the bed, catching our coupling from every angle. She moved near enough she could get a close up of the black shaft in my ass and the white one in my cunt, the two of them stretching me to the limit. I wanted to stop enjoying it so much, knowing my Master would be seeing it tonight or tomorrow, but I couldn't for the life of me stop. I loved it. Two massive cocks, filling my most sensitive holes, fucking hell out of me. By clinging to Marcus, I could raise and lower myself on their pricks, and I was, enthusiastically.

Marcus froze, deep inside me, his cock pulsing as he pumped me full of his cum. It must have taken close to a minute for his sack to empty itself. He pulled out and Jerry told Rhonda to clean him off. Reneé was told to clean me and she licked the cum dribbling from my pussy while her Master still fucked my ass. I finally felt Jerry's prick throbbing in my butt, and spasmed one last time, sending another spate of mixed cum out for Reneé to clean up.

I gingerly climbed off Jerry's shrinking shaft and Reneé cleaned my bottom as well, drinking her own Master's cum from my poor bum. I could feel her delicate tongue around the edges of my sphincter, lapping the leakage.

We took a break, pretty fucked out at the moment. I was still lying between the two men, Marcus in front, Jerry behind.

"I thought your husband didn't want you fucking the delivery drivers anymore?" Marcus said, stroking one of my milk laden breasts.

"I thought the same," I admitted. "Not just the delivery guys, but anyone other than females. It all changed about a week ago. I admit I'm a little confused at the moment as Master hasn't explained why he changed his mind, but even with him in LA for the last week, I've been fucking or sucking guys every day."

"When did you acquire your own slave?" Marcus asked. "I never imagined a slave could own a slave."

"You remember the news reports regarding our troubles about seven months back?"

"Yeah, I was sorry to hear about it."

"I met Rhonda at that time." No point in telling him she was the police officer who helped with the problem. "She was helpful and I learned she was submissive. I can be a Dominate to female submissives, but am submissive to male and female Dominants."

"How does that work?" Marcus asked.

"Essentially the same, except as I have my own Master, she must also submit to him."

"So she's kind of your husband's slave, once removed."

I laughed. "That's a good way of expressing it. She's not usually allowed to cum every day until she's made Master orgasm first."

"The four of you sleep together in this bed?"

"Two nights a week. Rhonda works five nights a week, and sleeps in her own bed the following days so she's not disturbed."

"What kind of work does she do?"

"I'd prefer not to say," I replied.

"It's okay, Domina," Rhonda said. "I'm a police officer. We prefer to keep that information protected, so I'd ask you not spread it around."

"Wow, a cop. I would think being a cop and a submissive would be mutually exclusive."

"We know other law enforcement submissives, plus a lawyer," I said. "We come from all walks of life. I guess you could say I'm a business woman. I started my own bondage furniture business with my sister slave. Reneé is one of my employees. We also have a male submissive working for us. His mistress also works for us. We built this bed frame."

He looked at it. "This is bondage furniture?"

"Yes. Disguised. It has stocks, suspension points, St. Andrews cross, tie downs. It's quite creative. Master designed it."

"How many employees do you have?"

"Nine, all women except for the male slave. It's as many as we can handle in our basement."

"Could you hire me. I'd love working with eight women."

I laughed. "That depends. Could you submit to our female dominant and wear a cock cage?"

"A what?"

"A cock cage. A device you wear on your cock and balls to keep you from getting an erection. There are four female submissives working for us with three different Masters. Do you think they'd allow their slaves to work here if there were a randy, unfettered male around dying to stick his cock in any one of the horny sluts. Nor might the boyfriends of the non-submissive women appreciate their girlfriends working around a naked male. We work naked because we keep the house warm so the naked slaves don't get cold. Ask Master Jerry. He'll tell you the only reason we have a man working with his slave, soon to be his wife, is because he can't have an erection if his life depended on it."

"It's true," Jerry said, laughing, "and you don't strike me as the submissive type."

"Fuck, no. I have to say I enjoy some of the fringe benefits of my current job. Do you think your Master will allow you to keep fucking other men? I'd love for this to be a regular stop."

"I have no idea, since I don't know what possessed him to relax the restrictions now. For all I know, he could change his mind in a week."

"Well, you're not the only women I've had a quick fuck with on the job, but you're the only ones who can swallow all of my cock. Can I watch you and your slave lick each other. I'm almost ready to fuck again. All I need is a little incentive."

"Of course. I love licking her pussy. Rhonda take the bottom and when Marcus is ready, he can fuck my ass while you lick my cunt and his balls."

"Yes, Domina."

Rhonda lay on the bed and I got over her in a sixty-nine, my legs doubled up beside her giving her unrestricted access to my cunt and Marcus to my ass. Rhonda and I licked each other to a couple orgasms before Marcus was ready again.

"Do you need me to use lube?" He asked.

"Shove it in my cunt a few times. It will be wet enough to go in my ass after," I moaned, arching as Rhonda made me climax again.

It also lifted me high enough to penetrate me and in a half dozen thrusts, he was more than slick enough to enter my bottom, especially as loose as Jerry left it. Marcus easily slid all the way up, me cumming again as he did. Jerry and Reneé were taking more photos or movies as we fucked. With Rhonda primarily working my slit and clit with the occasional break to nibble his sack, I was cumming frequently once more. I wondered again what Master might think and feel when he looked at them later. I couldn't help how much I enjoyed it. I was a sex slave, designed to be a submissive slut and how much I enjoyed sex was a part of that equation, Master's feelings be damned. I'm sure Rhonda had her work cut out for her, keeping up with the flow of fluids escaping my cunt.

At some point, the filming stopped and Jerry fucked his future wife, plowing as hard into her as he had me. Marcus lasted twenty minutes this time, having cum twice before. Finally grunting and his cock throbbed in my back door, flooding it with more of his seed. When he pulled out, Rhonda continued licking me to gather what she could of his cum, dribbling out of my ass. When she finished, I got a warm, wet washcloth to wipe him with. Jerry finished in Reneé and Rhonda licked his cum out of her cunt before Reneé addressed her Master's prick.

"Well, Marcus, it's been a pleasure sharing this slave with you. I don't believe her Master would appreciate you spending the night and five in even this size bed is too much."

"I understand. This was great. I can't say I've ever enjoyed fucking more. Keep me in mind if you want delivery again."

"I shall inform my Master you enjoyed yourself," I said.

I helped him gather his clothes and put them on, buttoning his shirt for him. He gave me a final kiss and I closed the door behind him.

Going back to the bedroom, I asked Jerry if Rhonda and I could shower and brush our teeth before bed. He granted us permission and we took care of our ablutions before he and Reneé did the same. When they returned to the bed, we reviewed the footage taken since Marcus got here. I definitely looked like the slave slut I felt like. Jerry was hard when we were done reviewing all the photos and video so he fucked my mouth, using my third hole of the night. Reneé took more photos. It took quite a while for him to finish, having cum multiple times in the last twenty-four hours. My jaw ached before he sprayed his cum in my mouth.

"Send these to your Master per his instructions," he said.

Due to the sheer volume of material, it took three emails to send it all, after which we went to bed. I didn't receive a response before I fell asleep.