Chapter 27
Thursday - Day 27
After yesterday's two aborted blow jobs, and the lack of any other sex yesterday, Chrissy's mouth on my cock felt particularly good. I felt Becky's head on my chest again, and I opened my eyes to see her beautiful face. "Good morning, sir," she said.
"Good morning," I said. "How are you feeling this morning?"
"My ass hurts, but it's nothing that I don't deserve," she said. "I have to tell you that I got really excited being tied to the post like that. And the way you left me there! I have to admit that after you left I brought myself off another time on the bedpost."
"Mmmmm, we'll have to make sure that you clean up after yourself in the future, or that bedpost is going to get pretty messy," I told her.
"Does that mean I'll be tied to it again?" she asked with a hopeful note in her voice.
"Absolutely," I told her. "Maybe I'll go to bed with a different slave girl tied to each bedpost, though I'd need another slave girl for that."
"Like Jill?" she asked teasingly.
"What you saw yesterday was playing," I told her. "I think it's possible we could get Jill to play again. Maybe even to play with you, if you work on her real hard. But I think you can forget any ideas of making her a slave. She just hasn't the right mentality for it."
"Well maybe you can borrow Ronnie?" she suggested.
"I think we are getting ahead of ourselves," I said. "Another subject; you are on the rag now?"
"Well, I have a tampon in, but my period hasn't begun yet," she told me. "It will start some time today."
"I was thinking what it would be like to have all three of you having your periods together!" I said. "That probably won't be fun."
"It won't happen, sir," Becky said. "We are all on the Pill, and we've worked it out so that there will never be more than one of us menstruating at a time. We want to make sure that you have the maximum number of orifices available to you at any given time. I've spoken to both Jamie and Chrissy, and they agree that you can fuck them any way you want whether they are bleeding or not. Of course we all understand if you want to avoid that entrance when it's bloody."
"It's nice to know that you are thinking of me so completely," I told Becky, kissing her. "Now you have to get up, however. Chrissy, I'd like you to stop now. It seems that I keep using you as a fluffer, always getting me ready for sex, but never completing the act."
"That's quite all right, sir," Chrissy told me. "In fact, the thought of you using me to prepare yourself to have sex with someone else turns me on a lot. You can use me as a fluffer or for any other reason that you want!"
"Well, time to fluff someone else," I told her. "I want to fuck Jamie, so I want you to get her wet for me, but try not to wake her. I want her to wake up to my cock penetrating her." Both Becky and I watched Chrissy move between Jamie's legs and put her face into Jamie's pussy. She started licking slowly and using her fingers to stimulate Jamie's clit. I got up and walked behind them, and I could see that Chrissy's pussy lips were wide open and wet. "You can play with yourself while you do that," I told her. I heard her moan and I saw her bury two fingers in her twat.
Jamie was moaning quietly in her sleep, and in just a few moments Chrissy backed off and said, "She's very wet, sir."
Jamie moaned and rolled her hips when she realized the mouth on her pussy was gone. I climbed between her legs and positioned myself in a pushup position over her body. "Chrissy, put my cock by her entrance, get it a little wet, and make sure it goes right in when I fuck her." Chrissy obeyed and I readied myself. I gave Jamie a little kiss on her lips, and then I slammed my cock into her. Chrissy's hand got trapped in the first stroke, but she quickly pulled it away. Meanwhile, Jamie's eyes shot open as she felt me violate her. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and screamed, "Oh my god!" and she came! She came with my first stroke when it woke her from sleep. That didn't stop me, and I kept pounding her.
She came for the first ten strokes, and then dropped her legs back to the bed. I kept drilling into her. "Good morning, sexy," I managed to get out between strokes.
"Oh, what a good morning it is!" she exclaimed, and started thrusting back at me. She was approaching another orgasm, but I was there first. Before she could reach hers, I was cumming into her. "I'm so close," she said, and I tried to keep pumping, but I knew it wouldn't do the trick, so I turned to Chrissy again.
"Chrissy, do her ass!" I instructed. Chrissy reached below me and drilled a finger right up Jamie's ass. At the same time I could feel her reach her thumb around my cock and onto Jamie's clit. The combination of my cock and Chrissy's fingers put Jamie right over the edge. She screamed again and came around my shrinking cock.
After she came down I rolled off of her. I looked at Chrissy and said, "In addition to fluffing, you also get cleanup. Suck my cum out of Jamie, and play with yourself while you are doing it. Keep going until you have all the cum and you have also cum."
Jamie moaned, "Oh, no! I'm too sensitive. Please don't."
"I don't care," I told her. "Chrissy earned this. In fact, Becky, while she is doing it, I want you to lick your obedient slave's ass!" Becky had just been watching, but now I got her involved. "Play with yourself while you are doing it, too." I told her. It was clear that Chrissy was going to cum well before she got all of my cum out of Jamie, and Jamie would not be too far behind. "New instructions," I said. "No one stops until all of you have cum at least once." As I suspected, Chrissy came first, then Jamie quickly followed and Becky came behind that. When they were all done, there were four exhausted people collapsed on the bed.
We all remained nearly motionless as we waited for our energy to return. Finally I started moving. I told Becky to get up and get to work. She said, "I don't want to! I want to lie here all day!"
"Well, you can't," I said, "so move your lazy, albeit sexy, ass!" I pulled Jamie's head to mine for a kiss, and then pushed it down my body. "Jamie, you mustn't forget to clean your messes!" She cleaned me with her tongue and then she and I got up to go to the shower.
"Hey, the new shower is much bigger," Jamie said. "Can Chrissy join us?"
"Of course," I said. Becky grumbled about the unfairness of having to leave instead of joining us, but she did leave for work. Chrissy joined us in the shower and we washed each other. No sex, just naked bodies rubbing against each other; it was a sensual pleasure, rather than sexual.
As we were getting dressed I asked Chrissy, "How do you manage to keep a place this big clean?"
"I have a cleaning service that comes once a week," she said.
"Ummm, are they going to have a problem with three naked slaves wandering around?" I asked.
"I didn't think about it, sir," she told me, "It's a small, privately owned company, and they are very discreet. I can call today and feel them out to see if it will be a problem, or we can just arrange to be dressed when they come."
"Why don't you call them," I said. "I think it would be good for some people to wander naked in front of the cleaners."
"OK, sir," Chrissy replied.
Before we left, Jamie brought something else to my attention. "Sir, I wanted to remind you of something I told you last week. My sister Cindy is coming into town tomorrow, and is expecting to stay with me."
"That's right, you did tell me that," I said. "How do you want to handle that?"
"Sir, I want to do whatever you tell me to," she said.
"Ahhh, neatly dropping the whole problem in my lap," I said.
"Sir, one of the benefits of having a master is that it relieves one of making important decisions," she said with a smile.
"Very well, I guess I have to take the bad with the very, very good," I said. "Call her and give her the new address. She can stay in your bedroom; I don't really think you'll be using it that much. I assume that you haven't mentioned the change in living arrangements with her?"
"Not yet, sir," she replied.
"What time is she getting into town?" I asked.
"Early afternoon; I am meeting her at the train station," she answered.
"Fine, then bring her back here; I'll have the others reasonably dressed. Take her out to dinner tomorrow night by yourself and you can explain it all to her. When you come back home, things will be back to normal, so make sure she is OK with it. If she's not, she can stay at your old place; there is enough there to keep her comfortable for a week."
"OK, sir," she said. "I wasn't sure what I should do. Thank you for telling me. I'm pretty sure that she won't have a problem with our arrangement; in fact, she'll probably find it fairly titillating. But she's the first family member that I'll be telling, so it will be a bit hard to do."
"I'm sure you'll do fine," I said. "Just remember that the most important person that you need to make happy is you, not her."
"I thought you were the most important person that I had to make happy," she said with a grin.
"If making me happy is not making you happy, then you are in the wrong relationship," I told her.
She kissed me and said, "Good answer, sir."
At work I went about the process of changing my address, phone numbers, etc. When I was talking to my co-workers about my move, I realized it was an amazing place for a party. I called Becky and asked, "How do you feel about a housewarming party this weekend?"
"Who would we invite?" she asked.
"Friends, co-workers, acquaintances," I told her. "I thought it's a great house for a party, and it would be fun to have one. We can get some food catered in and just have a nice time."
"Ummm, sir, I think it would be nice, but may I be so presumptuous as to ask what the dress code would be for your slaves?" she asked.
"Mmmmm, that's a thought," I said. "All of Jamie's and your co-workers over to see you kneeling naked at the entryway; serving them drinks in your French maid uniforms; being spanked when you spill a drink; blowing all the gentleman and licking all the ladies as parting gifts. Do you think that would be fun?"
"Well, sir, I don't think I would like that at all, and it would hurt our careers," she said. "On the other hand, I can feel my pussy getting wet from the thought. So as is appropriate, I will leave it up to you, sir."
"Do you mean that if I told you, you would strip naked and serve everyone you know?" I asked.
"Of course, sir," she said calmly.
I was amazed, though I would never force her to do that. I wasn't sure if she agreed because she knew I would never follow through or not, but I strongly suspected she was completely for real. "I think the dress code for the party for the three of you will be tastefully sluttish. Have Chrissy pick out appropriate clothes for all of you; I trust her taste. How about we make it Sunday afternoon into the evening?"
"That works out," she said. "Do you want me to arrange for the food?"
"That would be great," I said. "Can you also call Jamie and tell her?"
"Sure, sir," she said.
"OK, I'll see you tonight," I said.
On the way home from work I stopped in at the gym. As I had hoped, Nelly and Ronnie were both there. I asked if I could talk to them. I had been getting notes home about the progress of both Becky and Jamie, but I wanted to talk to Nelly in person, to really talk to her about it.
"First of all, I wanted to talk to you about my ladies," I started. "How are they really doing? Are they cooperating and putting the effort in?"
"They really are," Nelly said. "Jamie is doing well, following all my advice and coming in often enough. Becky, however, is like a machine. She keeps pushing herself, trying to do better each time. I don't know if you've looked closely at her body recently, but she is much more toned and somewhat thinner. She hasn't been doing it for all that long, but you can definitely see the difference!"
"Well, I've definitely looked closely at her body, but I wasn't looking for that. I'll have to examine her carefully," I said.
"You should," Nelly said, "because she is doing this for you. I asked her once why she was pushing so hard, and she said that she was going to make her body perfect for you, so that you would always be happy with it. That girl is completely over the moon for you."
That statement sort of brought me up short. I knew that Becky loved me, but it made me really reflect on the fact that she was doing everything in her power to make me want her. It was something that I would have to think about more.
"And what about you two?" I asked. "I know that Becky has been somewhat meddlesome in your lives, and I want to make sure that everything is OK."
"I'd like to answer that," Ronnie said. "Things are very different for us, but in a good way. I had feelings that I didn't want to admit. Nelly knew about them, but played along with my delusions anyway. Becky shook us both up and showed us how we should be. We don't have the same relationship that you have with Becky, but it is one that is working for us. I'm happy, and I think that Nelly is as well."
Nelly nodded and said, "Becky is meddlesome, but usually in a good way. We are still feeling our way through our relationship, but we are going in the right direction." She smiled at me and continued, "I made the offer to Becky, and I'll make it to you. The two of you have made my life better, so if you'd ever like to borrow Ronnie again, or would like to spend some time with me, or both, feel free to ask." Ronnie blushed, but nodded in agreement.
"Thank you," I said. "I may take you up on that another time. Meanwhile, I had one more thing to discuss with you. We've all moved to a new place, and we are having a party on Sunday. We'd like it if you could come."
"What kind of party?" Ronnie asked with a grin.
"A regular party with a lot of friends," I said with a smile. "You may come any way you'd like, but I've instructed the girls that their dress code would be tastefully sluttish. They are inviting co-workers and friends that are not that close, so we are not going to advertise our relationship."
"We'd be happy to come," Nelly said. I gave them the details and I went home.
That night, we had a nice dinner in our new dining room; well, new for everyone but Chrissy. During dinner we discussed some of the logistics of the party; everyone thought it would be really nice. After dinner we retired to the study (and that was a phrase I never thought I'd use). I said, "Jamie, Becky, come stand in front of me." They came over and I studied their bodies intently. They looked confused, but I continued and asked them to turn for me.
When I finished my examination I said, "You are both taking your workouts seriously, aren't you?" They both nodded, and I said, "Well it shows. I am very proud of you in particular, Becky. Your body is definitely better, and you are more toned. You definitely have a sexier body."
She smiled very happily and said, "Thank you, sir! Jamie and I are both working very hard to make our bodies the best they can be for you!"
"Well I wanted you both to know that I appreciate it, and a little later on I'll show you just how much!" They both grinned goofily at each other.
"On a slightly different note, did Jamie tell you about her sister?" I asked.
"Yes, sir," Becky said, and Chrissy nodded.
"Tomorrow you should remain dressed until Jamie takes her sister for dinner, but after that, things will go back to normal, OK?"
"Yes, sir," Becky said, "though I have to say that it will be a bit weird to wear clothes inside."
"Then I have you properly trained," I said.
"Sir, there is another point I'd like to raise," Jamie said.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Becky and I were talking about how we are going to tell our parents," Jamie told me. "We grew up together, and our parents are friends. So we thought that we would invite our mothers in on Saturday and break it to them first, and let them explain it to our dads. So would it be OK if we had lunch with our parents on Saturday?"
"Would you like me along?" I asked.
"That's very brave of you, sir, but I think we will do a girls' day out," Jamie said. "Becky's mom knows you, but mine does not. I think that we should prepare them first."
"Yeah, my mom likes you now," Becky said, "in fact I think she expected that you'd eventually be her son-in-law. But she might not like you as much after we are done with our discussion. I'd like you out of clawing distance until they really understand how we feel."
"OK, what about your sister?" I asked Jamie. "Will you take her with you, or not?"
"I'm still thinking that one over," she answered. "On the one hand, if she is OK with it, it could help convince my mom. On the other hand, she could be a match thrown on the fire if she says the wrong thing or if my mom thinks I'm corrupting her. She can be a smart ass sometimes, and she may find it humorous to inflame my mom. I'll have to decide on Saturday."
"OK, I know this is hard on you," I said. "I am not looking forward to this myself, but if you'd like to bring them back here when you are done, I'd be happy to talk to them. I'll just have Chrissy remove all the knives first."
"I don't think it will end up that bad," Becky said. "Our parents are fairly reasonable, and they do want us happy. If we manage to convince them that we are happy, then I think they'll be OK. We'll let our mom's convince our dad's before we talk to them, though."
When we were done with that conversation, I had the girls join me on the couch. Chrissy had a fairly large screen TV, and there was a romantic comedy on cable. I had the girls sit on either side of me and told Chrissy to sit cuddled up to Becky's feet. She was very happy to do that.
After the movie was over, Becky looked at me hopefully and asked, "Will we be inaugurating our bedroom tonight, sir?"
"I think we will," I said. "Let's go."
The girls practically ran up into the room. They all three jumped on the bed and Jamie asked, "How do you want us, sir?"
"Tonight, I think will be another porn sex night," I said.
"Ooooo, goody!" Becky clapped.
"Chrissy, come here," I said. I put a pillow down at the foot of the bed near the bedpost. I had her sit on the pillow, her back leaning against the bedpost. I pulled her hands behind her so they were around the bedpost, and tied her wrists together. I then went to the front of her and spread her legs so that one leg pointed towards the bedpost at the head of the bed, while the other leg was pointing towards the bedpost at the foot of the bed. Her legs were separated 90 degrees; she was a very limber girl so this was no problem for her.
I went to our bag of tricks and took out a couple of long strings and a set of nipple clips. I attached a string to each of her big toes and then strung it around the inside of each of the bedposts that her feet were facing, around the bedpost and then back to Chrissy, attaching the other end of the string to clips on Chrissy's nipples. I stood back and examined my work. Chrissy was spread open, and if she tried to close her legs or lean in any direction she would feel it painfully on her tits.
I reached over and pulled one of her legs further onto the bed, and she hissed as her nipple was extended sideways. I released her leg, put my face near hers and asked, "Comfortable?"
"For now, sir," she answered cautiously.
"Good," I said. "Now for my next slave. Jamie, I want you on your hands and knees, your mouth on Chrissy's open pussy. Your instructions are: make her cum, a lot. As incentive, if she does not cum more than you do, tomorrow it will be you in her position." As Jamie did not enjoy pain as much as Chrissy, and was not nearly as limber, it was a threat she took seriously. She immediately jumped in between Chrissy's legs. On the first swipe of her tongue, Chrissy involuntarily started to bring her legs a little together. She quickly snapped them back apart as her nipples were pinched in the clips.
"And for my last little slave," I said to Becky, "go to the bathroom and lose the tampon. I feel like some pussy tonight!" She ran to the bathroom, and I yelled after her, "And bring me some lube!" She was back in a moment and handed me the lube. I poured some over my cock. I assumed that she would be a little dry and didn't want to fuck her until she was wet.
"You lie on your back and put your head between Jamie's thighs," I told her. "If Jamie succeeds in giving Chrissy more cums than you give her, you will be wearing a pair of nipple clips all night." She quickly squirmed her way between Jamie's thighs and started laving her pussy lips with her tongue.
It would be an interesting competition. Jamie was eating Chrissy well but I couldn't tell whether Chrissy was distracted or more turned on by the occasional tugs on her nipples. By this point, Becky had gotten very good at eating pussy, and she knew Jamie's buttons, but Jamie was somewhat distracted by working on Chrissy. As for Becky, I had something that I was going to distract her with.
I put a pillow under Becky's ass and pulled her feet up to rest on my shoulders. I lined up my lubed cock at her cunt, took a long look at the chain of women in front of me and shoved my cock into Becky in one smooth, fast movement. This caused Becky to scream into Jamie's pussy and pull Jamie's cunt tighter into her face. That movement caused Jamie to be pushed forward into Chrissy's cunt, and since her hands were holding onto Chrissy's hips, it also dragged Chrissy's legs a little closer together. That, of course, pulled the clips attached to her nipples, which sent Chrissy into her first screaming orgasm.
After that, we settled into a rhythm. I kept pounding away, watching them all move as they had multiple orgasms. I then pushed Becky's legs forward some more, pulled all the way out and slipped my cock up her ass. That set off yet another chain reaction that ended with me cumming in Becky's tight, hot rectum.
I pulled out and said, "Everyone, stop. Time to tally up. Chrissy, how many times did you cum?"
"Four, sir," she said, breathing hard.
"And you Jamie?" I asked.
"Only three times, sir!" she declared triumphantly.
"Only three orgasms in a session. Poor girl," I said, smirking.
"And what about you, my sweet Becky?" I asked.
"I came three times as well, and I loved every single one of them!" she said. "I guess I'll be sleeping with nipple clamps?"
"I guess you will," I said.
Becky looked over at my shrunken penis. "Shall I clean you off, sir?"
"Yes," I said.
She started to move up to my cock, but I said, "You can use a washcloth."
"Thank you, sir," she said. I guess tasting her own menstrual blood was not something she would enjoy, which was good, because it wasn't one of my turn-ons either. When I was all cleaned I went and got a strap and a dildo from the toy box.
I went up to Chrissy and wrapped the strap around her shoulders, pinning her to the bedpost. I then inserted the dildo into her dripping cunt. I told her, "I think you, my slave's little slave, will spend the night like this. I'd suggest that you don't move too much in your sleep." The strap would keep her from falling over in her sleep, but every time she tried to close her legs she would feel it in her tits.
She whispered, "Thank you so much, sir."
"You're welcome," I smiled at her. I got another set of nipple clips and attached them to Becky. Then we snuggled up in bed and went to sleep.