Slavery: A series of erotic games (Book 04)

I came home to the scent of something delicious cooking in the oven. Wendy greeted me at the door, naked and lovely. She took my hand and led me to a big comfy chair in the living room.    

"Sit down, please. I need to practice sucking cock, Mr. Rivers. I've been practicing on Sean, but Julia said I should have more practice with a larger prick."    

Ah. It was bound to happen eventually. At least I'd satisfied both of my slaves last night and paid attention to Lisa.    

"Would you like me to shower first," I asked.    

Wendy thought about it for a moment. "No, not everyone whose cock I suck will have just come from a shower. I should get used to the other kind as well."    

"Very well." I sat down and waited. Nothing happened. I think she was expecting me to remove it myself. Instead I sat there looking at her.    

She watched me, waiting for something to happen.    

"I'm accustomed to my slaves retrieving that which they want to play with on their own without my help," I said.    

The light went on over her head and she knelt down on the floor, pulling down my zipper and fishing my cock out of my pants and out of my boxers briefs. I was half hard already given this young woman was going to be sucking my cock. She smiled and held it for a few moments, eyeing it as it grew before her eyes.    

"It really is larger." She kissed the head, then slid her lips over the crown and down my shaft, getting down about five inches before going back up. "This is going to be a challenge."    

She went down on my cock again, getting another half inch or so. I could tell my slaves had been working with her. I could feel her swallowing as she tried to go farther. She had to go back up for more air. She gave it two more tries, actually getting to within a half inch of the base of my dick, really struggling to get it down. At some point, she decided it wasn't worth it and really started working what she could take easily. I leaned back. She was quite skilled for a beginner. Since she couldn't go all the way up and down, she started working side to side and swirling around my shaft with her tongue. All the while she looked at me with a smile on her lips and a gleam in her liquid brown eyes.    

Her hand went in my pants and massaged my sack, caressing my balls while she continued bobbing up and down three quarters of my shaft. I was moaning.    

Julia came out of the kitchen.    

"How is she doing, Master. Is she proving adequate?"    

"More than adequate. You've done a good job in just a few hours."    

Wendy reached under me to pull more of me out my fly, lightly stroking my cock while she nibbled on my nuts, lightly tugging on the wrinkled skin with her teeth. That was new, no one had ever done that before. She sucked a testicle into her mouth, running her tongue over it. That was one of Julia's signature moves. Back to the crown, more swirling tongue action, more sucking, more kissing, more licking. I moaned some more. She was going to make me cum soon. Had she been trained to swallow, or would I end up with cum all over my pants? Should I warn her or let her be surprised?    

Ah, it felt so good. My abs tensed, my legs tightened, my glutes flexed. It was everything I could do to keep from grabbing the top of her head and jamming her down over my cock until she'd swallowed it all. I felt my cock engorge as the cum surged up my shaft, spewing a lot of sperm into Wendy's mouth. She calmly kept her lips wrapped around my wand as she gulped the creamy stuff down. Finally, my pulses ended. She calmly squeezed out a few more drops and licked them up. No messy pants. Really, a superb job of cock sucking from someone who hadn't done it before today. She even tucked me back in and zipped me up.    

Julia patted the top of Wendy's head. "Good job."    

"I couldn't quite get him all the way down. I'll need to practice some more."    

"I know, but you realized you couldn't and then did the best possible job with what you could do. Master was pleased."    

"How do you know?"    

"Because he orgasmed relatively quickly for a neophyte cock sucker. Rhonda took longer to make him cum the first time she did it."    

"Really?"    

"Definitely. You have a lot of potential sucking cocks. If you want to take your shower, sir, go ahead. Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes. Wendy, let Sean know we're serving supper in fifteen. He's to eat with us."    

Wendy ran downstairs and I kissed my wife. "Teaching young women to suck cocks, slave? Have you no shame?"    

"She is determined to know, Master. Rhonda demonstrated some. We talked her through the rest. I'm surprised she did so well. She only did it twice with Sean. Although it's handy having someone with that much control. He makes a good training tool. Lisa slept most of the day. Wake her up on your way to the shower. She ate lunch on her own. I don't want her to eat supper the same way. In fact, you should feed her. I know you can't play with her cunt, but I'm sure other parts of her might welcome some attention from her Master."    

"I love you, Julia."    

She kissed me. "I know, sir."    

******    

At supper, I fed Lisa, spending lots of time kissing and coddling her, unfortunately having to avoid her pussy.    

"I'm so horny, Master," she moaned. "I wish you could touch me."    

"I do too, my love," kissing her again.    

Lucas started crying, heard on the baby monitor. "I'm sure he's hungry," Julia said. "I'll get him."    

"I might as well get him," Lisa said, getting off my lap, "I've got nothing better to do."    

"You could lick my cunt," Rhonda said. "I just can't lick you back."    

Lisa stuck her tongue out at Rhonda, flipping her the bird. "Thanks for nothing."    

She returned with Lucas, giving him to Julia to breast feed while she started mixing some baby food.    

"How was your day?" I asked Sean.    

"Unexpected, sir."    

"I imagine so."    

"Sir, do you think Mistress might take me back?"    

"I don't know. I would be quite upset if one of my slaves tried to restrict access to anyone else. Nearly as much as I'd be if anyone tried to take my slaves from me. Why would you attempt to do so?"    

"I've found myself falling in love with my Mistress, sir. Seeing her get ready to go out with other men on dates was driving me nuts. I'd try to cajole her into staying home or offer to fuck her if it's what she wanted. She said she'd tell me what she wanted when she wanted it. I couldn't help myself."    

"This despite the fact she was letting you fuck her mother, and the other sex you were getting during the cum breaks arranged at work, and fucking my slaves while I was gone."    

Sean looked down at his plate. "Yes, sir."    

"Sounds pretty shitty on your part. You get to fuck anyone your Mistress allows you to, but she can only fuck you. Do you think that's love?"    

"I don't understand, sir."    

"Sounds similar to what I was doing with my slaves. My attitude towards them was 'I can fuck anyone I want. You can fuck a few other women, but don't fuck any other men. It makes ME feel bad when you fuck another man, so don't. Despite how you might feel about me fucking other women instead of you, I still get to fuck them. If I should choose not to give you my cock, you still can't have any other cock but mine, even if you have to wait a couple weeks for it.' I had no restrictions but they had plenty. Despite my being gone for a week at a time, and their increased need for sex, cock was off the table. They loved me enough to allow me sex with any other slave willing to have me, but I didn't love them enough to return the favor. I began to realize that's a pretty one-sided perspective, and not really reflective of love at all. I'm concerned for myself, but not for the person I'm supposed to love. Should love be that selfish? Shouldn't love be giving, as well as receiving? Why do you think I told my slaves you could fuck them? Because I didn't care who they fucked or because I should be as generous as they are?"    

"It bothered you when I fucked your slaves, sir?"    

"Do you think I'm immune to the same feelings of jealousy you have? I'm not. Nor do I think my slaves are immune to feelings of jealousy either. Just because they're willing to allow me to fuck other people, doesn't mean they feel nothing when I do. I believe women are more giving than men and we're more possessive. Perhaps it's a biological imperative developed over millions of years so we would know it's our offspring we're raising and know our genetic material was being passed into future generations. But the reality today is, my women are on birth control and won't get pregnant unless I allow them to. When we want to have children, I can restrict who they fuck. Which reminds me, Lisa. You can stop your birth control pills now. I'm going to get you pregnant. Until you are, the only vaginal fucking you may have is with me. Your mouth and ass will remain available to others." I blew her a kiss. She returned to the table with the baby food.    

"Yes, sir. Thank you, Master."    

Julia squeezed Lisa's hand. Rhonda got up and kissed her.    

"I came to the realization that my slaves loved me, and wouldn't do anything to harm me, and in fact, did all they could to make sure I was content, happy and well fucked. If I didn't love them enough to do the same for them, I was a selfish bastard who didn't deserve such wonderful and amazing women. That's why you got to fuck them, Sean, because they deserved it; not you. I could give two shits about you, but my slaves deserved whatever pleasure I could give them.    

"Your Mistress was responsible for your pleasure, and she gave you a lot of latitude. She could have restricted your sex only to her, only when she wanted, and fucked anyone else she wants irregardless of your feelings on the matter. She could have left you chained to her bed, fucking you that way. Instead, she underwent counseling so she could fuck you normally, gradually expanded your access to her by surrendering both her mouth and her ass. She let you fuck other people, and you repay her by trying to cut her off from any other source of pleasure. Is it any wonder why you're here now instead of with your Mistress?"    

"No, sir," he admitted. "It's not."    

"Whether or not she's willing to give you another chance is totally up to her. At this point, I couldn't recommend it to her because you're far more selfish than any slave has a right to be. If she does give you another chance, you should be kissing her feet and licking her ass in thanks for the opportunity to serve her. If she wanted to fuck the entire San Francisco Forty-niners football team, you should be greasing her ass and sucking them hard to do it. That's my feelings on the subject."    

"Yes, sir."    

"Now for some reason known only to themselves, my slaves want me to take the virginity of this beautiful young woman. How and why they can be so generous is beyond me. The fact the young woman herself is interested in fucking someone sixteen years older than herself escapes me. But the fact they all do is a bit of a miracle, and I shall endeavor to do the best I can to ensure not a single person regrets her choice. I suggest you return to your dog house and contemplate your circumstances, while I sing their praises to the universe, but not before you do all the kitchen clean up. If they're going to use you for cock sucking lessons and feed you, you can pull your freight for their generosity."    

"Of course, sir."    

"Ladies," I said, standing up and holding out my arms for them to take. "Our bed and an evening of fun awaits."    

"I'll put Lucas to bed, Julia," Lisa said, reaching out her arms to take him.    

Julia handed him over. "Thank you, Lisa." She took one of my arms and Wendy took the other.    

We walked to the bedroom. Wendy was practically bouncing on the balls of her feet, wanting to drag me faster than I was moving.    

"I'm finally going to become a woman!" she exclaimed.    

"Being a woman is more than getting fucked in the cunt," I said. "Your sister was a woman long before she fucked me. If you wish to have an example of womanhood, you could do a lot worse than any of the three women I share this house with."    

"I still want to know what it's like," she demurred.    

"Understandable, however, to make sure you get the maximum benefit of your experience we're going to do it a certain way. I'm going to take my time and do it right. After all, the status of all future men is on the line. If you don't enjoy it, I may be the last man to fuck you as well as the first. I know Rhonda took good care of representing womankind. I have to do the same."    

Wendy giggled. "So what do we do?"    

"We lie down and kiss."    

"That's it?"