Chapter 25
Tuesday - Day 25
On Tuesday morning, I woke not to a blowjob, but to light kisses on my lips, cheeks and ears. I opened my eyes and Becky's face was right there. "You said that Chrissy should provide your morning blow job, but you never said she was the one who had to wake you up," Becky said. As she was talking to me, I felt Chrissy start going to work on my cock. "I hope that it was not too presumptuous of me to wake you up this way, sir."
"It's actually quite nice," I said, pulling her in for a kiss. I moaned into her mouth as I felt Chrissy's throat closing over the head of my cock. Once again, I was kissing one woman while being serviced by another. I wrapped my arms around Becky and reached down to cup her ass under her skirt. I could feel the slipperiness on her ass that indicated that Chrissy had already lubed her up, so in order to avoid wasting a perfectly good lubed ass, I dipped two fingers into it. Now it was time for Becky to moan into my mouth.
We all kept this up until I got close, when I decided to send Becky to work with a little something extra. I broke my kiss with Becky and said, "Stop now, Chrissy," and amazingly, she did! I knew that if it were Becky, or even Jamie, they would have tried to get in those few extra licks. Becky looked confused, but Chrissy just looked like she was awaiting her next instruction. I swung my feet off the bed, and at the same time pulled Becky's upper body onto the bed. I stepped behind her, pulled her skirt up, and shoved my cock into the same orifice that my fingers had been in moments ago.
"Ohhhh!" Becky groaned as I pumped her. Chrissy had me primed, so in just a few strokes I started cumming. Rather than shove my cock all the way in, I held it about halfway in, squeezing her hips hard as I sprayed her ass with my cum.
When I was finished, I pulled out and fell onto the bed. I moved over until I could pull Becky's head onto my lap. "Chrissy, your mistress didn't get to cum," I told her. "Be a good little slave girl and lick her until she does, while she cleans my cock off. You can lick up any cum that leaks from her ass, but don't go hunting for it!"
"Yes, sir!" Chrissy said, and went right to work. Becky started licking my cock clean, but as Chrissy's efforts started affecting her it became less a cleaning and more a sucking. In fact, it felt almost like she was using my cock as a pacifier. She started breathing heavily through her nose and then groaned as she came.
"Thank you, sir!" she said after she came down off her cum.
"My pleasure," I told her, "but I really did it because the thought of my cum leaking out of your ass all day will keep me very excited."
"Oh, sir! You are such an evil man, and I love what you do to me," she said.
"Well you have to move your lazy, dripping ass, or you are going to be late for work," I told her.
"My lazy ass!" she exclaimed. "I don't know if you noticed this, but your other slave slept right through me getting my ass royally drilled!" I looked over at Jamie and I saw that she was, in fact, correct! Despite us making no effort to keep things down, Jamie was still asleep!
"Don't worry, I'm sure that Chrissy can think of some way to wake her up," I said. "After all, we both got off, so it's only fair that Jamie does as well. But Chrissy, make sure when you wake her that she understands she is responsible for ensuring that you cum as well, OK?"
"Yes, sir! It will be my pleasure," she said.
I was sitting at my desk at work when I got the expected phone call from Becky. "Sir," she said, "I am sitting at my desk, and on the desk in front of me is a bald, cum covered pussy. The slut didn't even put panties on!"
"Put me on speakerphone," I instructed.
"Yes, sir!" she said, and I heard the speakerphone go on.
"Every week I hear Becky's description of what happened to you," I said to Rachel. "This week I'd like to hear the story directly from you."
"Really?" Rachel squeaked.
"You heard my master! Spill it!" Becky told Rachel.
"Well, I went home last night and I told my husband I had a surprise for him," Rachel told us. "When we went to bed I started kissing him, and I let him slip his hands into my panties. He was so surprised he turned the lights on and ripped my panties off so that he could see. He loved it! I told him that Becky said there is no better feeling than having someone lick your bald pussy, and he told me I'd have to tell him if that was true when he was done.
"Then he went to town on my pussy. I have to agree with Becky; it's amazing! And he kept doing it till I came, and then he still wouldn't stop! I came about five times before he jumped up and fucked me. It was amazing.
"This morning I was very affectionate with him, and I let him fondle me while we were getting ready. I was wearing panties to throw him off, but when I was ready I slipped them off. I told him, 'I need you to do me a favor.' He asked what I wanted, so I laid down on the bed and flipped my skirt up and showed him by bald cunny. 'I need your cum, ' I told him.
"You should have seen his eyes pop out of his head! He was ripping his pants down as he was running towards me. I was sopping wet, so he slid right in! I told him to tell me before he came, and when he told me he was cumming I said, 'Pull out! Pull out and cum all over my bald pussy. Spray my bare cunny with your cum!' He looked like he had just won the lottery, and he did what I asked.
"When he was done, I pulled his cock up to my mouth and cleaned him off. Then I told him, 'I cleaned you off, but I'm not going to clean myself off. I'm going to be wearing your cum all day, and I won't be wearing panties to cover it. See you tonight!' Then I left before he could say anything."
"You are going to get soooo fucked tonight!" Becky said with a giggle. Then she said to me, "Sir, when she walked in she came into my office, threw some stuff off of my desk, climbed on and spread her legs! She said, 'Do you think that will satisfy your master?' Her husband must have cum a gallon, because there is a ton on her, not even accounting for the stuff that got soaked into her dress! So can we go out together tonight, sir?"
"Oh yes, she did an excellent job following instructions," I told them. "Have fun tonight. Any hints on what is in store for me?"
"Of course not, sir," Becky said, and I could hear the smirk in her voice. "But I wish I could see your face when you open the door!"
"Just remember, if I get frustrated with your antics I can take it out on your body," I warned her.
"Please do!" she said, not at all worried. I shook my head as I hung up the phone and went back to my comparatively boring day at work.
I was at home on pins and needles. I amused myself. Here I was, three women at my beck and call, and I was nervous and excited about getting another one. Now compare that with a month ago, where I couldn't even get any from the woman that I lived with. I've said it before and I'll say it again: life is sweet.
The doorbell rang and I opened the door. "Jill?" I asked.
"Are you expecting someone else?" she asked.
"I'm not sure," I said. "Come in."
She came in and said, "Here, this will make you less confused." She handed me an envelope, and I opened it cautiously. I looked at her one more time before I read the letter.
Sir,
I am sure this comes as a shock to you. It did to me when I discussed it with her, but Jill is yours for tonight. Don't try to tell me that you haven't lusted after her; I know that you have. Everyone lusts after Jill. You've intrigued her enough that she wants to know what the big deal is. My advice to you is to use the opportunity to the fullest, because I strongly suspect this is a one time thing for her. Have fun, sir. I love you.
Your humble and loving slave,
Becky
I looked up and Jill was staring at me, clearly nervous. Now Becky was completely right. I always have lusted after Jill. She is tall, blonde, blue eyes, a really tight body. She is gorgeous, to the extent of having done some modeling, and she always seemed unattainable. Whenever we went out together, it was her that got all the attention from the guys. And now she was nervous around me.
"What's up here?" I asked.
"Don't get any ideas," she said. "I'm not trying out to be a little slave girl in your harem. But Becky told me about this thing she's doing, and it made me wonder. I've always liked you, but I never would have thought you'd be good enough in bed to satisfy three women. I told Becky that and she suggested I try it if I didn't believe it, so here I am."
"Here you are what?" I asked. "You're here so that I could slip you a quick one? Do you want the whole treatment? What do you want out of this?"
"I'm not sure," she said. "I just want to see if you are as good as the others are raving. I wanted to try you for myself."
I stood back for a minute and thought about how to approach this. This was a far different scenario than Ronnie, even different than Joan. On the one hand, I was a little bit nervous about meeting her expectations. On the other, this was Jill. Lord knows I wanted her!
"OK, so you are not here to be one of my slave girls," I said, "though you shouldn't knock it till you've tried it. How about a date then? Can I get you a glass of wine?"
"That would be good," she said. "Maybe three or four to calm me down."
"Why do you need to be calmed down?" I asked. "I'm sure you have been in this situation before."
"Oh, right," she countered. "I'm always approaching a friend's boyfriend, or is it master, and offering my body to him."
"Well all right, maybe not exactly like this," I conceded, "but you've been with a lot of men, and it strikes me that you were the one making them nervous."
"I guess that's true," she said, "but I am a little worried about what you are going to do."
"What, do you think that I am going to tie you up and take you to my dungeon? Whip you? Beat you?"
"I guess not, but I've heard what you do to the others," she said, taking a big gulp of wine.
"Listen, I try and treat every woman as they want to be treated," I explained. "When I fuck Chrissy, I do it hard and rough and I don't care if she cums or not. And by doing that, it makes her cum hard. I treat Becky rough sometimes, and sometimes I am gentle. And with Jamie, I am almost always gentle. Because each of them gets off a different way; each of them wants to be treated a different way.
"I am not sure how you want to be treated. I probably won't figure it out today. In fact, I don't even think that you know how you want to be treated. I'm sure all the men you've been with treated you like a princess, or maybe like a prize. Maybe you do want to be taken roughly. Maybe you secretly fantasize about being held down while a dozen men ravish you. But I don't know, and I won't do anything like that until I am fairly certain it is what you want. And I won't figure that out by being with you for one night. So tonight, I think we'll go the more traditional route. I'll get you nice and hammered and then I'll take advantage of you in your weakened state."
She looked at me in astonishment, until she realized I was kidding. "You jerk!" she said. "You had me going."
"Well, don't take things so seriously. How about a dance?" I asked.
"Maybe that's a good start," she said.
I am not a great dancer, but I can stumble my way through a slow song. I put on some music, dimmed the lights and took her in my arms. When we started the dance, she held herself fairly stiffly, but as the music and wine got to her, she relaxed into my arms. I nuzzled her neck and ran my fingertips up and down her back.
"Mmmmm, that's nice," she said.
I turned her head and kissed her gently on the lips. "That's something I've wanted to do almost since I met you," I said.
"Why didn't you?" she asked.
"Well, too nervous I guess, but mainly I was with Becky," I told her.
"You are still with Becky," she said.
"I know," I acknowledged, "but if I had done it then she would have cut my balls off. Right now, however, she and her friends are probably discussing what evil things I am doing to you, and working each other up with more graphic and detailed pictures of the depravities I am working on your innocent body."
"My body is not so innocent!" she said, "And maybe we should see if we can't meet some of their expectations." She leaned into me and kissed me on the mouth. I opened my mouth to allow her tongue to explore. It was very nice, and I held her tightly in my arms, moving my hands down to cup her sexy ass.
"You do like this," she said as she felt my hardened cock pressing into her stomach.
"Does that surprise you?" I asked.
"Not really," she said. "I always knew you liked looking at me."
"Everyone liked looking at you," I retorted. "And now I'd like to see more of you."
The zipper to her dress was in the back, so I pulled it down while I continued to kiss her. I slipped the dress off her shoulders and stood back to watch it fall down and puddle at her feet. She stepped backwards out of it and I surveyed her body. She was wearing a sheer black bra, and I could see her nipples puckering through it. She had on matching panties and she was wearing a garter belt and stockings! She turned around slowly and I could see that the panties were a thong. She had an amazing ass.
"You dressed for the occasion, I see," I told her.
"Well, not completely," she said. "Becky said that you don't like underwear, but I wasn't ready to come without."
"Well, you should learn not to trust everything that Becky says," I told her. "I actually do like underwear, and in particular, I think you are amazingly sexy in those."
"Then why don't you allow Becky to wear any?" she asked.
"In her case, it's a combination of factors," I explained. "Part of it is certainly for me. I like it that the girls wear skirts and no panties; it gives me easy access any time I want."
"Sometimes you are a real pig," Jill said.
"No, I am their owner," I said. "That gives me certain rights. They offered themselves to me. They specifically told me that I could, in fact should, use them in any way that I like. I know that you don't agree with that, but you said that you understood."
"You're right," she said. "My comment was uncalled for. I'm sorry."
"You're lucky you aren't my slave," I said with a smile, "or I'd have you over my lap for a spanking."
"Maybe I'd like that," she said with a smirk.
"Maybe later," I said. "But getting back to your question about underwear, most of the reason that I require them to go without is for their benefit."
"How so?" Jill asked.
"When they are without underwear, they feel exposed," I said. "They know that at anytime I can take them in any way I want. It gives them a feeling of vulnerability and helplessness, and those are feelings that turn my girls on greatly. I suspect that while you might enjoy going without underwear sometimes, it would give you a feeling of power and control. That is what would turn you on about it, because you like being in control. My girls like it when they feel that I am in control, so the feeling of being exposed makes them hotter.
"That is why, despite the fact that I enjoy seeing a great body like yours encased in sexy underwear, my slaves will go without. Understand?"
"Yes, and I am surprised," she said. "I expected the first answer, but not the second."
"That's because you still picture this relationship as the bad man taking advantage of the poor innocent girls," I said. "You can't come to grips with the fact that this is a two way relationship, and they get as much out of it as I do, maybe more. And besides, you've talked to Becky recently. Does she really fit the mold of a poor, innocent girl?"
"God, no!" she said with a giggle. "I'm glad that she is not after me, because if she put her mind to it, she'd probably have me kneeling in front of you too!"
"Mmmmm," I said thoughtfully.
"Don't even think about it!" she exclaimed, coming up to me and wrapping her arms around my neck. "You've got me for tonight, and be happy with that!" She then proceeded to kiss me soundly. I ran my hands all over the bare skin of her back and her uncovered ass cheeks. She had such smooth skin, and it was such a mind rush to think that I was running my hand over Jill's body. The bra strap was annoying, and I flicked it open so that I could run my hand up and down her back.
Jill pulled away from our kiss a little and said, "For someone without much recent experience handling it, you were remarkably adept at opening my bra."
"Natural talent," I said, moving back to kiss her again. I continued rubbing her back and ass while I kissed her, and then I tangled my fingers in her hair. I pulled her head back and kissed her ear, along her jaw-line and down to her neck. I slipped her bra off of her shoulders and exposed her beautiful breasts. They were as close to perfect as you could get; not huge, but perfectly firm. They looked like a teenager's breasts, standing at complete attention. I moved my mouth down to them and sucked one of her perfect pink nipples into my mouth.
Jill moaned as I nibbled and licked at her tit. "Harder," she moaned, so I took it between my teeth and pressed lightly. I cupped her other breast with my hand and squeezed that nipple as well, causing her knees to buckle slightly. I reached under her and picked her up in my arms. I kissed her mouth again as I carried her to the bedroom.
"What, you don't want our fucking captured on camera?" she asked as I headed towards the bed.
I stopped and said, "Becky mentioned that to you?"
"Uh, huh," she replied.
"I wasn't thinking about it," I told her. "Do you want the others to watch us?"
"Maybe later," she said. "Now do me on the bed!"
I put her down on the bed and climbed on next to her. I continued where I had left off, pulling and nipping at her breasts. Then I moved my mouth down. I slipped my thumbs into her panties and she lifted her ass to let me slide them off. She had them on over the garters, which made it quite easy. I stopped and stood up so that I could look at her. Her hair was spread around her head, and her eyes had a glazed look. Her chest was heaving and her nipples were hard. She still had on her black garter belt and stockings, and they perfectly framed her blonde bush. Her pussy was downy and sparse, trimmed into a V pointing to her clit. I spread her legs and I could see that she shaved around her labia.
I removed my clothing, but I left my underwear on. I moved between her legs and started playing with her hair; it was so soft and blonde that if she were mine, I'd insist that she keep it. Then I gently spread her lips and got my first taste of Jill. She was creamy and delicious, and I was trying to get every drop, much to Jill's apparent delight. I slipped a finger in as I bit down lightly on her clit and within minutes she was screaming as she came.
I tried to keep going, but she said, "Oh, no you don't!" and she quickly got up and pushed me onto the bed. She pulled my underwear down and grabbed my cock. "Not bad," she said. "But now it's my turn." She put her head down and started licking my cock up and down. As she dropped her mouth over my cock I had a slightly ungenerous thought. While she was quite good, she was not in the same league as Chrissy or even Becky. Jamie was also better than Jill. So despite having always lusted after Jill, all my girls gave better head!
That being said, however, Jill was still making me feel amazing. But I wanted more, so I grabbed her legs and manhandled her over my head. "If you do that I can't concentrate on you!" she complained, but I didn't care. I held her down as I stuck my tongue back into her hot hole, and I started rubbing her clit with my chin. She was right, and her blow job became less intense as I started pushing her closer to orgasm.
I moistened a finger in her juices and started playing around her asshole. "No, don't do that," she said. "Don't touch me there. It's not right!" I listened to what she was saying, and while 'no' might mean 'no, ' I decided that in this case she was protesting out of a feeling that she should not enjoy it, not because she would not. So I moved down and grabbed her clit in my lips while I drilled my finger into her ass. "Nooooo!" she screamed while she came hard again, squeezing my finger so hard I thought that it would come off. She shuddered as she climaxed for almost a minute. She finally collapsed on top of me, still moaning, and then rolled off, pulling my finger out of her ass. "That was mean!" she said. "I told you not to touch me there!"
I turned around and pinned her to the bed, holding her hands above her head as my cock nudged the lips of her pussy. "My job is to give the women I am with what makes them feel best, not to listen to what they say. Your complaints would have more validity if you didn't just have one of the best orgasms of your life." I could see in her eyes that I was right about that.
I poked my cock about an inch into her pussy and asked her, "Are you on the pill?" She nodded and I said, "Damn, you'd look good if I knocked you up," and I shoved myself all the way into her. I released her hands and pulled her head to me so that I could kiss her. She went absolutely nuts, wrapping her legs around me and shoving her whole pelvis into mine. Her tongue went so far into my mouth I thought she was looking for something in my stomach. Damn, what was it about the women I sleep with? Mention knocking them up and they go nuts. You'd think they all had the fantasy of having someone make them pregnant.
I kept pounding on her, and then I grabbed her hands again and held them down as I mauled her tits with my mouth. I kept slamming my pubic bone into her clit and soon she was cumming again. That was three for her, none for me. I continued holding her hands down and I said, "Now you are going to roll over and get on your hands and knees and I am going to fuck you like a bitch. I am going to grab your hips and pound you. Then I am going to take a finger and stick it right up your ass while I am fucking your cunt. Are you going to complain about that to me?"
Her eyes got really wide, but she shook her head no. I pulled out and twisted her over. She got onto her knees and pushed her ass into the air. I moved right behind her and plunged my cock back into her dripping pussy. I reached under her and squeezed her nipples as I moved in and out, and then, as promised, I grabbed her hips and started pounding her. She was making little yipping noises and fluids were leaking out of her pussy around my cock. I rubbed my finger in some of them and then with no further warning, I slipped my finger back into her ass. This time she gave a low, deep moan and she dropped her head to the bed. This improved the angle even more and I pushed my finger all the way in while increasing the speed of my hips.
"I'm going... I'm going to... I'm gonna... Ohhhh," she cried, and then she screamed as she came even harder than before. Once again I felt the vise on my finger, and the one on my cock was almost as tight. If she hadn't been as wet as she was, I would not have been able to move my cock at all, but I was able to move the five or ten strokes that I needed to put me over the edge. I pulled my finger out of her ass and grabbed both her hips and slammed myself as deep as I could as I released my cum into her hot box.
When I was able to move again, I fell over to my side, taking her with me. We both were breathing heavily as my cock slowly slipped out of her. When she had her breath back she asked, "What would you have done if I wasn't on the pill?"
I reached in front of her and hefted a breast in my hand, "I understand that your breasts swell nicely as your pregnancy advances. That would look so sexy, your big round belly and your breasts even bigger," I said as I nuzzled her neck.
"You wouldn't really have done that, would you?" she asked in shock.
"Probably not," I told her, "but you certainly seemed turned on by the thought."
"You are a very dangerous man," she said. "But I have to admit that was some of the best sex I've ever had! I can almost understand why Becky and Jamie are willing to give up themselves for this."
"You silly, silly girl," I said. "Do you really think they are giving up themselves? Maybe they are giving up a little freedom. Maybe they are giving up a little control. But they are not giving up an iota of themselves, and it is insulting to them for you to say that."
"You're right again," she said. "Once again, I'm sorry."
We rested for a few minutes more and then I told her, "Let's go to the kitchen and get some drinks." She agreed and we went to get some. I had a glass of water and she had another glass of wine. On our way back I led her through the living room and I sat down on the couch and pulled her down next to me.
"You know, you called me a pig before," I told Jill, "which I was willing to let you get away with. But in the bedroom, you insulted my slave's integrity, and that I can't let you get away with." She realized what I was going to do a moment too late, as I pulled her over my lap and held her down.
"No!" she screamed as I started spanking her ass. I didn't do it too hard, but she definitely felt it. I gave her ten spanks and then let her up. She jumped away from me and rubbed her ass. "That was mean!" she said.
"Did you deserve it?" I asked.
She looked like she wanted to say no, but she finally admitted, "I guess I did. I just didn't expect it."
"Now look into the camera and apologize to my women," I told her. I could tell that this time it was she who had forgotten the camera.
Without covering up, she turned to the camera and said, "Becky, Jamie, I'm sorry. I implied to your master that you had given a part of yourself up to be his slave, and he pointed out the error of my thinking. I'm sorry. Please forgive me."
"That was very good, Jill," I said. "Now come over here for your reward." I had her straddle my lap and I kissed her while rubbing and scratching her back. In no time I was ready for more, so I had her sit up a little and I slipped my cock into her still wet cunt. We never broke the kiss as she rode me, both of our hands exploring the other's body. I ran my hands up and down her back, cupping her ass and even rubbing her feet. After about ten or fifteen minutes she started moving faster and soon we were both cumming again.
She dropped her head onto my shoulder as she relaxed. We stayed like that for quite a while as I continued to run my hands lightly across her back, and she kissed me lightly on the neck. Finally she said, "I think I see some of the reason that Jamie and Becky are willing to submit to you. Ooooo." The last was said because her statement made my cock jerk in her pussy.
"You don't know how much that swells my ego, amongst other things," I told her. "I mean, the sex with the girls is fabulous, but we've built up to it. To hear the beautiful Jill compliment me on my lovemaking, well, I'll tell you, it makes me feel pretty damn good about myself."
"You don't sound quite as masterful when you say that," Jill said with a smile in her voice.
"I'll tell you a little secret," I said. "It's all a sham. Every day I think that Becky and Jamie will figure out that I'm really the same pushover I was last month and they'll leave me. I go day to day trying to keep up with them; trying to stay on top. I'll admit it, I've fantasized about you a lot in the past, and actually having you blows my mind. That you liked it is even better."
"Well let me tell you, I've thought about what it would be like with you in the past, but after tonight, I think I'll be fantasizing about you a lot!" Jill told me. She leaned back with a purr of pleasure and kissed me again. "I feel so drained. I just want to collapse for the night."
"Well, you have two choices," I said. "You can get cleaned up and go home, or if you are really beat, you can crash in our bed."
"Really? I can stay the night?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied, "But I have to warn you, the girls will be home soon and if they find you in bed, they are going to want to try you out."
"Couldn't you tell them not to?" she asked. "You are their master."
"I could," I responded, "but that would be cruel and inhuman punishment. How could I put a delicious morsel like you on a platter in front of them and then tell them that they could not partake. It would not be fair, and I won't do that to them. If you don't want to be ravaged by them, you'd better go."
"Well, while it might be interesting to see what happens, I don't think I'm ready for it tonight," Jill told me.
"Just as well," I said. "Four in our bed would be a bit tight. Maybe tomorrow after we've moved. Our new bed is much larger."
"Isn't it five in the bed, and what do you mean after you move?" Jill asked.
"Well, Christine sleeps on the floor," I began, and I could immediately see Jill bristle at that. "Whoa, if you have a problem with that, talk to Becky; Chrissy is her slave, not mine. Also, I guess Becky didn't tell you, though we just decided on Sunday. We are moving to a larger place tomorrow. I can give you the address later."
"Why so sudden?" Jill asked.
"Well, this place is a little small for four people. We were going to look for a new place, but Chrissy offered to share hers, and it has plenty of room. Since it is available immediately, we are going to move right away."
"Will Chrissy get to share the bed in this new place?" she asked.
"Probably not, and she would be offended if we insisted," I told her. "You are going to have to talk to Becky about the relationship that she has with Chrissy. It is different than the one that I have with Becky and Jamie, and that is the way Chrissy wants it. Now would you like to take a shower before you go?"
She wiggled in my lap and smiled at me. "You know, I think I won't. I am going to go home and roll around my bed with your smell still on me. I did not come here expecting too much tonight, but you surprised me. I don't think we'll be doing this very often in the future; your relationship is still a little hard for me to wrap my mind around. But it will be a very nice memory." She moved her hips and I popped out of her. She got up and I helped her find her things. I walked her to the door and kissed her again. She said, "Thanks."
"Thank you," I said. "This fulfilled one of my fantasies."
"It's nice to know I'm someone's fantasies," she said.
"You still are," I told her, "Only now, I can picture your body better, and I have such evil thoughts about what I want to do to it." She laughed, kissed me again, and left.
I cleaned up our mess a little and edited the video that we made that night so that Becky and Jamie would see the apology, as well as see the aftermath. I left a note for them with instructions to play it before coming to bed, and I hit the sack.
I woke up a little while later as I heard them come in. They were giggling quietly, and moving around the living room. They must have seen the note, because I heard the video come on. They ooohed and ahhhed as they watched. When it was over, they came into the bedroom. When Becky saw that I was up she said, "I don't need to ask if you had a nice time."
"How did you get Jill to do this?" I asked.
"Well, I didn't have to push her as hard as I thought I might," she replied. "She was already pretty interested. I guess she wanted to know what all the fuss was about."
"Why did you do it?" I asked.
"I knew you always had a little thing for her," she said. "I thought it was my duty as a slave to help you fulfill all your fantasies, sir."
"That's not the whole reason, is it?" I asked.
"What do you mean, sir?" she asked innocently.
"This was a competition to you," I said. "You thought that I was attracted to her, and you wanted to prove that you were better, didn't you?" Becky started making protesting noises, but I could see in her eyes that I was right. "You thought that if I lived my fantasy, I would discover that you were better, and I wouldn't have the fantasy any more.
"I'm actually a little insulted. This shows a lack of faith and trust on your part. Did you really think that even the fantasy of Jill, even if she was everything that I ever thought she was, could possibly cause me to replace you? You deserve to be punished for this."
"I'm sorry, sir," Becky said. "I guess it's true. It wasn't my whole reason; I really did want to give you a fantasy girl. But I did think that you would see that I am better. I'm sorry for not trusting you. I love you. Please punish me for my actions!"
"Well, you deserve to be punished immediately, but I am not up to it," I told her. "Chrissy, Jamie, your job is to make Becky cum at least ten times tonight."
"Ten time!" Becky gasped. "Sir, I don't think I can!"
"I have complete faith in these beautiful, sexy women," I told her.
Jamie had an evil grin on her face as she grabbed Becky. "Chrissy, you work on her tits, I'll take her pussy. We can switch later!" she said. She pulled Becky's legs apart and dove in. Becky began moaning and writhing as Chrissy joined in. I watched them take her into her first orgasm, and start working her up to her second.
I leaned in to Becky and whispered, "You know it's true. Jill is a very sexy woman, and I had a lot of fun with her tonight, but you are way better in bed." She must have liked that, because that sent her right over the edge of number two.
"Chrissy, go get some toys," Jamie said, and Chrissy went scurrying to obey. I put my head on the pillow to watch, but I guess that Jill had worn me out, because I fell asleep as Becky was approaching her fifth cum, a vibrating dildo in her pussy and Chrissy's tongue in her ass.