Chapter 34
Thursday - Day 34
As I awoke on Thursday, I felt Becky's talented tongue on my cock. "I'm not your master today," I told her.
"Can't a girl suck off her boyfriend in the morning?" she asked, winking at me. Remembering how much I had wanted this when I was just her boyfriend, I shut my mouth and enjoyed. I looked down and saw Chrissy watching us from her doggie bed, her chin on the foot of the bed. Cindy's face peeked over Chrissy's shoulder, and I could see that Cindy's hands were wrapped around Chrissy's body and moving in interesting ways.
Given how good Becky had gotten at oral sex, I did not last very long. Before she left for work she kissed me and said, "Good bye... boyfriend."
"I'm not joking, Becky," I told her. "I want you to get a final taste of a normal relationship before you choose. I want all of you dressed when I get home. I'd like us to go out to dinner together and then spend some nice time just being together at home. Don't forget to call Jill, though, and ask her if she will be your maid of honor."
"Yes, sir," she replied, teasingly. It was a good thing for her that she wasn't my slave today, or she would have had a very red ass.
I got up and got ready for work. It was a little disconcerting, because everywhere I went I felt Cindy's eyes tracking me. On a trip through the bedroom I asked Chrissy, "Did she satisfy you last night?"
"Oh, yes sir!" Chrissy replied. "I would have loved to see you punish her, but I can't lie; she was amazing."
"And what about you?" I asked Cindy. "Were you satisfied?"
"You could hear that I was," Cindy said.
"Were you satisfied enough?" I countered.
"Any more satisfied and I would have passed out," she replied.
"How did you end up there?" I asked, nodding at the doggy bed.
"I was comfortable sleeping with Chrissy," she answered, "but she said she felt uneasy being away from her Mistress, so I joined her. I didn't realize that dog beds were this comfortable," she said, bouncing up and down.
"Well, it was made for a large bitch," I said with a smile.
Cindy ran her fingers through Chrissy's hair. "Well, this bitch isn't that large, but she is very playful," she said.
"Woof," was Chrissy's response.
I went over to wake up Jamie. When I kissed her and shook her shoulder, she moaned, "I don't wanna wake up."
I slapped her ass and said it was time for her to wake up. "You're not the boss of me today!" she argued, pulling the pillow over her head.
"I bet I can get her up," Cindy said. She scrambled up onto the bed and kneeled by Jamie's feet. She leaned over and ran her tongue up the back of Jamie's leg to her knee. She continued up the back of her thigh until she had nearly reached Jamie's ass. Jamie moaned in pleasure, and Cindy said, "Feels good, does it?"
Jamie jumped forward and rolled over, pulling the sheet to cover her front as she realized that it was her sister making her feel so good. She looked at her sister with wide eyes. Cindy got up, kneeled in front of her and said, "Too bad he's not your Master today, of he might have ordered me to finish what I started." She kissed Jamie on the tip of her nose and went back to lie in Chrissy's bed.
"It looks like you are up now," I said to a very conflicted Jamie. "I'm going to work today. We'll all go out when I get home." I kissed her and left for work.
I left work early and met with Chrissy and Cindy. As untraditional and informal as it might have been, there were still a ton of details that needed to be worked out for our wedding. We went to the dress shop where we met Jill. She was very excited.
"Becky asked me to be her bridesmaid, but she said to ask you what my duties would be," she said.
"Well, it's your job to lead Becky through the day. I'd actually appreciate it if you slept over on Friday night. The girls are going to have some things done to them on Friday night to prepare for the ceremony, and we could use your help with that. Then, on Saturday, you will need to dress Becky, lead her to the ceremony, and during the ceremony, you will have to undress her.
"Both of you will need to be with your brides constantly from Friday afternoon through the end of the private ceremony we will be having after the public one. I don't want them left alone for anything. When they are showering, I want you to wash their bodies. If they have to take a dump, I want you there with the toilet paper. I'm sorry if I'm being too graphic, but I really want you with them constantly. Are the two of you up for that?"
Cindy nodded her head immediately, but Jill looked questioningly at me. "What have I gotten myself in for?"
"I should have warned you in advance," I told her. "I basically want her guarded. I want to know that someone who cares for her is with her the whole time. And I want you to watch her. I want to be sure that each of them is sure about what she is agreeing to, and if not, I want to know. I am more than willing to postpone or cancel this ceremony if they are not 100% sure.
"Additionally, on Friday night they are having some things done to them that they cannot see until you unveil them during the ceremony. I want you to make sure that they don't peek. Finally, as I mentioned, after the public ceremony there will be a private one. The only participants will be me, the girls, Chrissy and you two. During this ceremony I will be taking each of them, sexually. If it is not too much, I want you to hold them when I take them. I ask you again, are you two up for this?"
Cindy once again nodded, and Jill did the same. "If nothing else, it will be an experience that I've never had before," she said.
I smiled at her in gratitude, and the four of us went into the dress shop. Michelle was there, looking a little harried. "You are not here to pick up the dresses are you?" she asked brusquely.
"No, that's still tomorrow," I reassured her. "If you have something that we could see, that would be great, but we're here to pick up the bridesmaid dresses." Chrissy had called to make arrangements for appropriate dresses for her and the two maids of honor. Michelle pulled them out for us to examine.
The dresses were identical in style. They had a low-cut neck line, and virtually no back. The dress gathered at the hips, then flared out to a short skirt. They were quite sexy for bridesmaids' dresses, but fairly modest compared to the brides' dresses. Predictably, Jill, as Becky's maid of honor, had a green dress, Cindy's was blue, and Chrissy's was her traditional red.
The girls went to try the dresses on. When they came out, I whistled in appreciation; they looked hot. I circled my finger, indicating they should twirl. They all did, and I noticed something immediately. "Chrissy, you are dressed appropriately, but Cindy and Jill, panties are definitely not called for."
Cindy smiled and shimmied out of her underwear. Jill just looked at me with a shocked expression. Then she shook her head and smiled at me. "You are a dangerous man!" She reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down as well. "If you had told me a week ago that I would be attending a reception with a short dress and no panties, I would have laughed at you. Now here I am, in a tiny dress and no underwear. How do you talk me into these things?"
I smiled and said, "I don't talk you into things, I just ask."
Michelle had been watching our little byplay from the sidelines, and she laughed. "That's what makes you dangerous," she said. "Now if you are done, leave so that I can finish the dresses. Besides, if you keep that up for much longer, you'll all be stripped and doing it on the floor!"
"Can we take a peek at the dresses before we go?" I asked.
"No! Come back tomorrow," she said. The girls changed back into their street clothes and we left.
"Are you sure you are OK with everything I'm asking of you?" I asked Jill.
"I'll burn in hell, but yeah," she said. "But if all our friends get a look at my pussy, you are going to owe me!"
"I think I could come up with adequate payment," I said smiling. I kissed her cheek and she went back to work.
"How come you didn't ask me if I am OK with it?" Cindy asked.
"Because I know you are," I told her. "I just hope your parents don't get pissed at me for dragging you into this."
"Don't worry, they'll be fine," she assured me. "Where to next?"
I had a number of other stops, such as the florist and party supply store and a few other places. I also had to pick up the jewelry that I had ordered. As we went from stop to stop I noticed that Cindy was very friendly with Chrissy. As we were going home, I asked Chrissy to give Cindy and me a few minutes alone. She did as I asked, of course.
"I notice that you and Chrissy are getting very chummy," I said.
"Isn't that what you intended last night?" she asked.
"Not really," I replied. "I wanted to reward the two of you. And I am very glad that you are getting along. But I need you to remember that Chrissy is Becky's slave. She is having fun with you, but she is not going to be your girlfriend. Do you understand that?"
"Of course, you goofball," she laughed at me. "I enjoyed Chrissy last night, and I'm having fun with her today. But it's just fun. I know that it won't go anywhere. Just like I don't want a boyfriend, I don't want a girlfriend. Man, don't take life so seriously!" I was glad to see that I was reading too much into the flirting that they were doing.
We got home, and Becky was already there, and she was still dressed in her work clothes. "This feels so weird," she said. "Do you realize this is only the third time I've ever been in this house with clothes on? The only other times were on our first tour and at the party! I feel so overdressed. I hope that when you said stay dressed, you didn't mean that I needed to wear underwear."
"Let's not go overboard!" I said with a smile.
"Good!" she said, giving me a kiss. "Welcome home, 'boyfriend'."
"It's good to be home with you, 'girlfriend'," I replied. Just then Jamie walked through the door. "Ahhh, my other girlfriend. Welcome home, girlfriend." She looked a little confused as she kissed me, which made Becky laugh.
"So what is the plan for tonight?" Becky asked.
"I thought we'd go out to dinner," I replied. "Where would you like to go?"
"Where would I like to go?" Becky asked in a surprised tone. "I just realized that I haven't picked where we were going to eat in over a month! I don't remember how to choose anymore!"
"I think you remember just fine," I said, smiling again. She really was quite the actor. "Why don't the four of you decide what you'd like to do tonight, and we'll go out together. I'm just going to put my packages away and freshen up."
"What did you get, sir?" Jamie asked. "Whoops, I mean what did you get?"
"None of your business," I answered. "You'll find out on Saturday." I headed upstairs to take a shower.
When I finished dressing, I went downstairs. The girls had changed, and while they were wearing their standard colors, they weren't wearing the same outfits. Jamie saw me looking them over and said, "We are starting to build quite a monochromatic wardrobe, albeit each of us in a different color."
"You look great to me," I said. "Any decisions?"
"Yup!" Becky said. "Let's go."
We went out to eat, squeezing into a cab again. When we sat down at the table, Becky said, "I guess I'm going to have to order for myself, too."
I nodded and she went on, "It's funny how fast you can get used to something." We had a lovely dinner, talking about many things, but avoiding topics like sexual slavery or weddings. The restaurant wasn't too far from our house, so I asked the women if they'd like to take a nice walk home. They agreed, and we strolled amiably home.
At home, we adjourned to the study to snuggle and watch TV. The girls were right; it was weird having them wear clothing. Nonetheless, it was a reminder of what life had been like, albeit now with four women present instead of one, and at least two of them, perhaps more, lusting after me.
After the movie that we were watching was over, we retired up to bed. I went to the bathroom to prepare for bed, and when I came out Chrissy and Cindy were gone, and Becky and Jamie were on the bed, naked. "I understand what you are doing," Jamie said, "but I hope you didn't expect that we would act all prim and proper now."
I smiled at her expression. "No, I don't expect prim and proper," I replied. "Hot and slutty would be nice. But it's hot and slutty with a guy that the two of you want to share, not with your Master."
"I can live with that," Becky said. "In fact, if you are not giving the orders, then get that sexy cock of yours into me now!" She laid back, spread her legs, then used her fingers to spread her pussy open.
"Not so fast, sister!" Jamie said. "If you are going to get his cock first, than I am at least going to take a taste!" She kneeled down in front of me and took my cock halfway into her mouth, then spiraled her mouth around it as she pulled off. "Plus, you want me to get it all wet for you, don't you?"
"I'm wet enough, damn it!" she said, proving it by dipping two fingers halfway into her cunt and pulling them out to lick off the excess moisture. "If you are so horny, you can ride my face while he fucks me! Just bring him over here!" Jamie complied, pulling me by my cock. She moved out from between us and I slid into Becky in one wet thrust.
"Oh, yeah!" Becky moaned.
I started slowly rocking in and out and asked her, "How do you want it sweetheart? What would make you feel good?"
Becky thought about it for a minute, and then suddenly stopped moving. She looked at me with a mildly shocked expression on her face. "Do you know what I realized would make me feel the best?" she asked.
"Tell me and I'll do it," I replied.
"Use me!" she said. "I just realized that what I like best is when you use me for your pleasure. You said you'd do what ever I wanted, so use me. Fuck me however you want. I'm yours tonight, and forever!" With that she grabbed my head and kissed me deeply, while her hips started moving again, fucking her whole body into mine.
"Me, too," Jamie whispered, from next to us.
"What?" I asked.
"I thought about it," she responded, "and I cannot think of any way that I want it differently than how you already do it to me! How is that possible?"
"Because I am the luckiest man on the face of the earth," I replied, and I truly meant it. They were completely sincere, and when they offered themselves to me on Saturday, and I now had no doubt that they would, I would happily accept them with no reservations. It's corny and trite, but I honestly felt that we had found in each other what each of us needed. I knew that we would be together for a very long time.
I contemplated that thought for a minute, and then I realized that I had an amazingly hot and wet pussy grasping at my cock. I looked at Becky and she asked, "What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking how much I love you, both of you, and how happy we are going to be," I said.
She smiled hugely, and grabbed me again. I started fucking her harder, and she was shortly screaming in pleasure. I grabbed her wrists and held them over her head while I whispered in her ear. "You are mine, and I will never give you up. I own you." When she heard me, she shuddered and came.
I kissed her lovingly and rolled off. Jamie moved over to me and swiped at my cock with her tongue, tasting Becky on me before she straddled me and sank down on my rod. She leaned forward so that her nipples just brushed my chest. "I don't know if I ever really thanked you and Becky for allowing me to join you. You both make me so happy, and I will be extremely proud to offer myself to you on Saturday."
"I will be just as proud to accept," I said with a loving smile. She kissed me, and then began rocking her hips. She started slowly, but over time moved faster and faster. Just before I was going to cum, Jamie's body locked on top of mine, and I felt her fluids pouring over my crotch. I shot my load into her as Jamie collapsed on my chest, breathing heavily. Becky let us stay that way for a minute, but then she pulled Jamie's hips up. My cock popped out of Jamie and our mixed juices came pouring out of her. Becky wormed her way between our legs and began licking our combined spend.
"You ladies had better get all you need tonight, because tomorrow night we are not sleeping together."
"What! Why not?" Jamie asked.
"From the time that you get home from work tomorrow, your maids of honor will be with you," I explained. "They will take care of you, and you will sleep in your own rooms. I will sleep in my own room as well, and this room will remain empty. You may not cum between tonight and when I take you during our wedding. The next time that I take you after tonight, it will be as your owner."
I felt Becky shudder on my legs and asked, "Are you OK?"
"Oh, yes, I think I just came a little," she explained. "If we aren't going to sleep together at all tomorrow, you'd better get ready for more tonight!" She wasn't kidding, and she and Jamie nursed me through two more orgasms, while I lost count of the number that they had. When they had finally worn me out, they each snuggled tightly into me, our legs intertwined, and we fell asleep to the sound of each other's breathing.