Chapter 24
Monday - Day 24
I woke up in the morning, and without even opening my eyes I could tell that it was Jamie sucking on my cock. Not only that, but she was not doing it very seriously. I could tell she was just playing with me, not trying to get me to cum. I figured out why a moment later when Becky came out of the bathroom and said, "Hey, that's my job!"
"Who's the lazy one now?" she asked, starting to move her mouth more seriously on my cock.
I pulled her off my cock by her hair and looked right into her eyes. I said, "What did I tell the two of you about bickering?" I looked over at Becky, and both girls were looking chastened.
"Chrissy," I called out. She looked at me from the bottom of the bed and I told her, "For the rest of the week, it is your responsibility to get me off in the morning."
She looked at Becky for confirmation, and Becky said sharply, "I told you that you must do whatever he says! Don't look at me for permission. If he tells you to do something, you should treat it as if it were a command from me!"
Chrissy nodded and moved up between my legs. I continued to hold Jamie by her hair, and Becky stood and watched as Chrissy pleasured me. She started licking my balls, then moved up and swallowed my cock. When I say swallowed, I mean that literally. Becky had clearly lifted the deep throat restriction from Chrissy, because she took my entire cock straight down her throat with no preliminaries. She began swallowing and licking around it. As good as Becky was getting at this, Chrissy was far better.
She worked on me for a few minutes, allowing me to get close and then backing off for a minute. She did this three times until finally I had enough and I said, "Make me cum!"
She took her mouth off my cock for a minute and asked, "Sir, would it be OK if I shared your cum with my Mistresses?"
I smiled down at her and said, "Sure," and she quickly took me into her throat again. Just as I started to cum she backed off and left just the head of my cock in her mouth as she jerked the shaft with her hand, and I came hard into her mouth.
When I was done, she reached up and pulled Jamie's head to her and gave her a kiss, pushing some of my cum into her mouth. Then she got up and stood in front of Becky. Interestingly, while she had grabbed Jamie's head to pull her into the kiss, she did not do that for Becky. She stood in front of Becky, waiting for her mistress to initiate the action. Becky dropped her towel and pressed her body to Chrissy's as she kissed her slave's mouth. They remained kissing for a few minutes, until all of the cum was gone.
"That was very thoughtful of you," Becky said to Chrissy. "I'm going to have to find a way to reward you."
"Your pleasure is reward enough, Mistress," Chrissy said.
"Perhaps," Becky replied, "but I'll try and find a more tangible expression of my gratitude."
Becky finished dressing with Chrissy assisting, and she got ready to go off to work. Before she left I told her to take a package from the dresser with her. "What is this, sir?" she asked.
"Just take it," I told her. "Don't look in it, but you'll need it later."
"Yes, sir!" she said, and off to work she went.
Chrissy went to make coffee for herself and Jamie, and as I was getting up Jamie said, "I'm sorry, sir. Sometimes I am having so much fun being part of this family, I forget my place."
"That's OK," I told her. "I am much happier with us as a family that can have fun interacting than I would be in a straight master/slave relationship. As long as you understand that occasionally I will bring you up short if I feel you've stepped over the line."
"You should, sir," she agreed. "I knew what I was getting into when I joined you; you made it clear that you were in charge, and I accepted that. If I do anything to displease you, please punish me. I am trying hard to be a good slave girl, but this is all new to me. Becky seems to be taking to it more than I am."
"That's not necessarily true," I told her. "She is certainly more adventurous trying to find things that she thinks would please me, but as a result she goes over the line far too much. You are obedient and loving all of the time. I know where I stand with you, and I need that in my life, especially when Becky goes off the deep end."
"She can certainly do that, can't she?" Jamie asked.
"That she can," I said. "I live in fear of her next move. I spend Tuesdays waffling between anticipation and fear. On weekends, I never know what she is going to pull. But what about you? You've been here a while now. How do you feel about everything? Especially living with Becky? Do you feel that you have to compete with her?"
"Well first of all, I have to say that I am very happy. I told Jill that I am enjoying this, and I was not lying. It really is like a family, and I've missed that since I've moved away from home. A family with benefits. I'd never have believed that one man could keep three women sexually satisfied, but I have never had more sex in my life, even when I was just starting a relationship. And it certainly has never been this good!"
"Well, luckily I am not the only one who can pleasure you," I responded. "If you were three completely straight women, I would be dead right now. The three of you being bisexual certainly makes my life easier."
"Wow," Jamie said. "I never thought of myself as bisexual. I have never really been with women before, and I always thought of myself as straight. And here I am: a true blue bisexual. Wow."
"Does that bother you?" I asked.
"No, though it bothers me that it doesn't," she said. "I mean, I was brought up fairly sheltered, and while I'm sure that there were bisexuals that I knew, I didn't know they were. I guess I could never understand lesbians and never really thought of bisexuals, but now I could see living with a woman, though I do love cock!"
"I'm glad of that," I said, smiling at her.
"You know, you shouldn't put yourself down," she told me. "I bet if we were horrified of touching each other, you would still find a way to satisfy us all."
"I'm not sure about that, but I'd try," I said. "I love you, and if you have any troubles with how things are going, I want you to tell me, OK?"
"Yes, sir. I love you too," she said.
We got up and got ready for work. On my way out, Chrissy stopped me and asked if she could talk to me. I kissed Jamie good bye and went back to talk to Chrissy.
"I wanted to apologize and to thank you, sir," she said.
"Apologize for what, and thank me for what?" I asked.
"I want to apologize for the way that I've been around you," Chrissy said. "Mistress told me that I should obey you, and I still kept looking to her when you gave me an order. I was not obeying you, and I was not obeying my Mistress. It was wrong, and I hope that you will punish me for it."
"And you wanted to thank me for what?" I asked.
"I wanted to thank you for taking me yesterday," she said. "I know that if it was Mistress or Mistress Jamie at the sink, you would not have treated her that way. I know that you are gentler than that, and I know that you treated me that way because that is what makes me happy. Thank you for making me happy. Thank you for allowing Mistress to own me. I know that all of you could manage just fine without me, but I could not manage without Mistress. Thank you."
I went up to her and kissed her. "Stay here a minute," I told her, and I went to the bedroom. I got the nipple clips and tightened them up. I went back out and attached them to Chrissy's nipples. "You have one minute to lubricate my cock with your saliva, and then I am going to fuck you in your ass," I told her.
She looked at me uncomprehending for a moment, then smiled and sank to her knees. She hauled out my cock and slathered it with her spit. She then got up and leaned over. I moved forward and placed my cock at the entrance to her ass and said, "Tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it."
"Please, sir, fuck my ass," she begged. "Fuck Mistress's slave's ass! Rape me, hurt me!"
I pushed hard into her dry ass, and then pulled out. I spit into her asshole and shoved in again. She was screaming and begging, asking me to fuck her harder; to use her; to hurt her. I fucked her as hard as I could, and despite having cum in her mouth earlier, I was ready to cum again. I slammed in as deep as I could and came hard. As I did, I reached around and pulled at the chain connecting the nipple clips. That set her completely off. She wailed and shuddered and then dropped to her stomach.
I pulled out and went to get a towel to clean off my cock. When she saw what I was doing she said, "I'm sorry, sir, that's my job," and started getting up.
"Stay there," I instructed her. I finished cleaning myself up and I put my cock away. I went over and kissed her ass, which was still sticking in the air. "You may not clean yourself off," I told her. "Anything that leaks out stays where it is. I want you to tell your mistress about this when she gets home, and I want her to see the evidence."
As I was leaving for work I said, "So far this morning I came in your mouth and your ass. Maybe if you are good, I'll do your pussy when I get home."
"I hope so, sir," she said, and I left her lying there on the couch.
I was at my desk when I received my Monday phone call. It was Becky, and she was on speakerphone. "Sir, I am in my office with Rachel and Joan, and we would like permission to go out tomorrow night. Do you have any conditions?"
"As a matter of fact, I do," I said. "Becky, pull up your dress and show them your pussy."
"What?" I heard Joan say, but I knew that Becky was doing it.
"Do you notice anything about it?" I asked.
"She's not wearing panties," Joan said.
"You knew that from last week," I said. "What else?"
"She's shaved," Rachel said.
"That's right," I said. "Becky told me how your Tuesday nights are now panty-free. They are also going to be hair free. If you want to go out with Becky, Jamie and Chrissy tomorrow night, you are going to let Becky shave you right now. Becky, the bag you took this morning should have all the necessary supplies."
"That's all you need us to do?" Joan asked.
"That's all you are going to do," I told her, "but Rachel has a little bit more to do. I want to make sure that your husband is happy, and I want proof of it. Therefore, tomorrow morning before you go to work, you are to have him fuck you. But before he cums, I want you to make sure he pulls out, and I want him to cum on your bald pussy. You have to leave it there and go to work, and I want you to get up on Becky's desk and show her your cum covered pussy. Will you do that for me?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time. I heard Becky tell Rachel, "You told me how much your husband loved what you did last week. He will flip when you do this. Tell him how you want his cum on you all day. He'll rape you when you get home from our night out!"
"Well, he is more amorous on Tuesday nights now. OK, I'll do it," Rachel said.
"Becky," I said, "you have to do it on your desk, not in the bathroom."
"But, sir..." she started.
"No buts," I said, "except Rachel's and Joan's on your desk. If you want to go out tomorrow night, this is the condition. I'll talk to you later." I hung up and went back to work, after adjusting my cock a little.
When I got home, Becky greeted me at the door. "You had an interesting day, didn't you?" she asked.
"No more than yours, I'm sure," I replied.
"Sir, next time you put nipple clamps on my slave, please remember to take them off," she told me.
"Do you mean she wore them all day?" I asked, shocked.
"You know her, sir," Becky said. "She is very literal when it comes to following orders. You put them on her, and didn't tell her she could take them off. So she didn't."
"Was she hurt?" I asked.
"Not seriously," Becky told me, "though her nipples will be sore for a while. We both have to be more careful about what we tell her to do. She told me how she apologized to you and she also said she would follow your orders like they were mine, even if mine were different. I think she finally gets it."
"Now I just have to make sure that I don't hurt her too badly," I said. "Is she angry at me?"
"Are you kidding, sir?" Becky replied. "She thinks that it is a sign that you love her because you were willing to hurt her so much."
"Man, is this universe screwed up," I said. "Even when I do something wrong it works to my benefit. I don't know what set everything upside down so that I am on top for a change, but I hope the wheel doesn't turn for a while.
"And how about you, Becky? Did you enjoy having two new pussies right in front of your nose?"
"That was an evil trick, sir!" she said.
"How so?" I asked.
"You put them in front of me, like forbidden fruit! But it didn't work out like you planned," she said.
"Why not? I asked.
"They agreed to it, and Rachel went first. I cleaned my desk off while Joan got a bowl of water and Rachel took her bottom off. Rachel got onto my desk and I cut her hair, and then shaved it clean. I covered her with lotion when I was done, and she kept looking at it. She wasn't sure what to make of it, but I suggested playing the little girl sometimes, but not tonight. Tonight I told her to get eaten, because nothing feels better than to have your naked box eaten!
"After she was done I had Joan get up. I cut and shaved her, and then put lotion on. When I was done she said, 'You can if you want.' I asked her what she meant, and she said, 'I know you want to lick it, I can see the way that you keep looking and licking your lips. If you want a taste, you can have one.'
"Sir, I was shocked, but she was right. You've turned me girl crazy. The whole time that she and Rachel were spread in front of me, all I could think was, 'I wonder how it tastes.' And then she offered it to me. I didn't know what to do. Rachel looked shocked as well. Joan said, 'Your boyfriend got to spend time with me, why shouldn't you?'
"Sir, I couldn't help it. I tasted her. I ran my tongue over her lips and up to her clit. It tasted so good, I dove in. I sucked and licked her until she came, right on my desk. I know I shouldn't have done that without asking, and I'm sorry sir. Please punish me for being with someone else without permission."
"That is a very serious thing," I said. "I would not be with anyone without you knowing about it in advance, and I expect the same from you. You will be punished, and severely, but it will wait, because Joan needs to be punished as well. Her task next week will be to come over here, and you will both be punished. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir. I'm sorry!" she said, and I saw that she was crying.
"Becky, I know that our relationship has changed, and it is a little bizarre to talk about cheating when we share our bed with two other women, but I still consider this a committed relationship! You may be with Jamie and Chrissy at any time, because they are part of our family. If I want you to sleep with someone else, then I will tell you, and you may, be they man or woman. But you may not, under any circumstances, do anything sexual to another person, man or woman, without my advance knowledge and permission, do you understand?"
She nodded. "In exchange, I promise that I will not stray. I've enjoyed the women that you've gotten for me, and I am not telling you to stop. But you need to understand that I'll never just pick somebody up. If I sleep with anyone, or do anything sexual to anyone, it will be after you or Jamie knows about it, do you understand?"
She nodded again. "I guess it is partially my fault," I continued. "I presented them to you, on a platter. I didn't think through the consequences; I didn't think about how you might have interpreted it. I'm sorry, and as a result, your punishment will be relatively. Next time, however, it will be much worse, OK?"
She nodded again, and I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. "I love you, and I don't want to lose you," I told her.
"I love you too, sir, and I wasn't thinking," she said, sobbing. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize until just now how bad what I did was. I'm sorry! Please forgive me. I swear it will never happen again."
"I forgive you," I said, "though I will still punish you. But you should also apologize to Jamie. You cheated on her as well."
Becky pulled back with a stunned look on her face. "I never thought of that. Please, sir, I have to go tell her!" I let her go and she ran to the bedroom where Jamie was. Becky was crying and Jamie asked what was wrong. Becky spilled the whole story out and begged for forgiveness. Jamie just held her and told her it was alright, that in the same situation, she might have done the same thing, and that she still loved Becky.
After a few more minutes, the tears were dried and things were back to normal. Becky tried apologizing to Chrissy as well, but Chrissy wouldn't hear about it. "Mistress," she said, "if you wanted to sleep with the entire Dallas Cowboys and all the cheerleaders, it would not be my place to be offended. I am here for your use when you please, nothing more." It amazed me the different levels of slavery and mastery that we had in our home.
After dinner, Becky told Chrissy to go to the bedroom. Then she and Jamie came over and knelt down in front of me. "Sir," Becky said, "we need to talk to you."
"OK," I said. "What do we need to talk about?"
"Sir, this coming Sunday will be the thirtieth day of my trial period," Becky said.
"I know that, and I've been thinking about it a lot," I said.
"But sir, it will be only two weeks for Jamie, and we all agreed to a month trial. Sir, I can't believe that I am asking for this, but would you be willing to have me lend one of my weeks to Jamie?"
"What do you mean by that?" I asked, completely confused.
"I want to be your slave more than anything," Becky said, "but I don't want to be in a different place than Jamie. Therefore, I would like to extend my trial period by one week, and reduce Jamie's by one. If you agree to that, sir, than Jamie and I can both become your slaves on the same day. Will you allow us to do that, sir, please?"
I sat back and thought about this. I was very surprised by this, because Becky had been very eager to move forward. "Do you really want to delay this a week, tiger?" I asked.
"Yes, sir," she said. "It would make me very happy to have Jamie become a slave with me."
"And what about you, princess," I asked Jamie. "Are you willing to give up a week? Do you think that you can make a rational decision after only three weeks? Do you really think you can commit that soon?"
"Sir, I can commit right now," Jamie said. "I would be perfectly happy being collared by you right here, right now, but Becky felt that you wouldn't go for that, that you wouldn't allow me to join with her this weekend."
"She's right, I wouldn't," I told her. "I want to make sure that you are sure. I am pretty sure that I know the answer, but I want to be 100% sure.
"OK, if that is what you both want, then if everyone still agrees next week, I will collar both of you a week from Saturday."
"Oh, thank you sir!" they both screamed and launched themselves at me. It's always fun to have two squirming naked women trying to kiss and hug you.
"While we are on the topic of our ceremony," I said, trying to separate from them a little, "I want to talk to you about it. You mentioned that you wanted a ceremony, and I've been giving it some thought, but I want to know what you want to happen, and who you want there."
"Sir," Becky said, "You are going to own us. You are going to be our master. I think that it is up to you to decide on what should happen. It should be up to you to decide everything in our lives!"
"I understand that," I said, "and I knew that you would do that. But is there anything in particular you are looking for?"
"Sir," Becky said, "I hope that you collar me, that you ring me, and that you mark me permanently. I want it to be completely clear to anyone that I am yours!"
"And what about you, princess?" I asked Jamie.
"When I first started talking to Becky, I was very nervous," Jamie told me, "especially about the permanent marking. But not any more. Tattoo me, brand me, cut me; do whatever you want. But I, too, want it to be clear who owns me."
I could only shake my head at these women, and thank the fates that gave them to me.
"I know who I would like to invite, but tell me who you would like to see in attendance," I told them.
"Our friends," Becky said.
"Jill and Lisa and Bob and Mark and Mike and Joan," Jamie said.
"And Rachel and Joan and Nelly and Ronnie," Becky added. "And my family."
"Your family?" I asked. "You want your mother and father there?"
"Yes, sir," Becky said. "This is my wedding. I am committing to you for the rest of my life. I think it is important that my family be at my wedding. I won't hide from them. I have to explain to them what my life will be like."
"Do you feel the same way, princess?" I asked Jamie.
"Yes, sir," she answered, "although I'll have to see how my parents react to decide if I will invite them. Do you think they can get you for bigamy? Because I view this as my wedding as well."
"I think that as long as we don't get married officially, it is not bigamy. Besides, slavery is illegal, so if they wanted to get me on something, it could be that," I told them. "You do realize that for at least some portion of the ceremony you will be completely naked, don't you?"
They both nodded. "And you are OK with everyone seeing that?" I asked.
"If they ever come to visit, and I hope that they all will, they will see just as much," Jamie explained.
"I guess that is true," I said. "Becky, what about Chrissy? Will she have a part of the ceremony, and will you be doing any kind of ceremony with her?"
"Sir, I've talked to her," Becky informed me. "She does not want her parents to know about her lifestyle, and she has no close friends. She is happy with the ceremonies that we have already had, though how you use her in our ceremony is up to you."
"OK, so it's settled," I said. "I will come up with an appropriate ceremony and we will have it a week from Saturday. Between now and then it is your responsibility to talk to your families and invite them. Let me know if there is anyone else that you want to invite besides the people you've already mentioned. But right now, I want to take my two prospective slaves to bed and make love to them."
We got up and went to the bedroom. Chrissy was curled up on the floor. I pulled the girls onto the bed next to each other. I sat with a knee between each of their legs, and I started kissing their faces. I kissed each of them deeply, and then started down their bodies. I kissed Jamie's cheek, then Becky's neck, then Jamie's shoulder. I spent a very long time on each of their breasts. At the same time, I was running my hands lightly up and down their bodies, wishing that I had more hands.
I played with their whole bodies with the exception of their pussies, which I did not touch. When I finished with their feet I moved back up so that my face was near theirs. "Which one of you lovely ladies should I make love to first?" I asked.
Jamie said "Becky!" at the same time that Becky said "Jamie!"
"Now this is the kind of bickering that I like," I said. I moved between Jamie's legs and planted my cock into her as I kissed Becky. I pulled Becky over so that she was kissing and hugging us as we moved together. I slowly went in and out of Jamie while Becky played with Jamie's nipples. I gave up Becky's mouth so that she could kiss Jamie; I moved my mouth to Jamie's nipples. I reached under and wrapped my arms around Jamie and squeezed her to me as I slowly rocked in and out of her. I felt Becky's arms moving around both of us as I ground my pelvis into Jamie's clit. I started moving faster as Jamie's rate of breathing increased. I knew that Jamie was done when she clenched up. I felt her nails digging into my back and my cock felt like it was in a vise.
When Jamie relaxed I kissed her and climbed off. I rolled Becky onto her back and climbed between her legs. I quickly submerged my cock into her hot pussy. I started the slow rocking I had done with Jamie, feeling her cunt walls clenching around my cock. I wrapped my arms around her as well, and Jamie eventually got enough strength back to roll over and start kissing and fondling every available part of our bodies. I started rocking faster and this time it was Becky that was breathing heavily. She climbed to her peak and then went right over.
When Becky had finished I rolled off of her so that I was lying between the two of them. "He didn't cum!" Becky told Jamie.
"Why did you stop, then?" Jamie asked me.
"I wanted to satisfy the two of you," I said.
"Oh no you don't!" Jamie said. She straddled me and impaled herself on my cock. "Get up here," she told Becky, and helped Becky to straddle my face. Two pussies, one on my face and one on my cock. Could life get any better? They were both riding me, and I started getting close. I could hear and feel them kissing and fondling each other. I pulled Becky up a little and ran my tongue back to her asshole and stuck my tongue as far in as I could. That set Becky off again, and she ground her cunt and against my face. She pinched Jamie's nipples hard, which set her off as well. Her pussy clenched insanely tightly, and as soon as it loosened a millimeter I was spurting my cum into her.
The two women collapsed off me to the side, still kissing. I relaxed for a while and Jamie climbed over me to snuggle on my left side, stopping momentarily to clean my cock with her tongue and lips. Becky crawled to my right and we all traded kisses. "I love both of you more than I can say," I told them. They smiled and kissed me, and we all fell asleep in a pile.