Chapter 22
Saturday - Day 22
When I woke up on Saturday I was still spooning Jamie. She never was a particularly early riser, and I enjoyed just being in bed holding her body. Eventually, however, nature called and I slipped out of bed without waking her.
When I'd taken care of myself, I went out to the kitchen and sat down. I noticed a photo album and I took it out and looked it over. There were pictures of Jamie as a kid, and there were some of Becky with her as well. I decided that I would get to know Jamie better by seeing how she lived, so I started looking - OK, snooping - around her apartment.
I looked at the books that she read, the videos she owned, and all the knickknacks that she had in the living room and kitchen. I was still looking around when she finally woke up and came out to see what I was up to.
"Good morning, sir," she said. "What's up?"
"Good morning, princess," I replied. "I'm just trying to get to know you better."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I'm trying to see what the Jamie who lived here is like," I explained, gesturing at the room around me. "You like romantic comedies and you had a loving family growing up. I saw some pictures of your sister, by the way, and she is as cute as you."
"So do you know me better?" she asked.
"A little," I said. "If I really want to know you, though, I need to go through the things not out for the general public to see."
"Uh, oh," she said. "What are you going to do?"
"With your permission, of course, I'd like to go through your bedroom and bathroom," I told her.
She gave me a sidelong look and said, "Well, I don't know if this is the best idea, but OK."
I took her hand and brought her to her bedroom. "You're sure you want to let me do this?" I asked.
"Yes, sir," she said.
She went to the bed, and I got the belts out again. "What are you going to do, sir?" she asked.
"I'm going to tie you to the bed, for two reasons," I told her. "First, I don't want you changing your mind when I find very personal things. And second, I love seeing you spread naked on your bed."
She accepted my bonds and I started going through her room. I started with the underwear drawer, because people tend to hide private things there. Sure enough, I pulled out a vibrator. "A friend of yours?" I asked.
She blushed and said, "My best friend till recently."
I turned it on and ran it across her hips, sides and nipples. "Maybe he's feeling lonely," I said. I ran it across her pussy lips and dipped it in a little, then moved it up to buzz her clit. She gasped, but I turned it to very low and just leaned it against the opening of her pussy.
"Maybe later," I said, and went back to my search. Her drawers didn't turn up much else. I looked under her bed, but nothing was there. I started through her closet and pulled down a box from an upper shelf.
"Oh, no!" she cried when she saw what I had. It contained a diary from when she was a teenager as well as some love letters from college. There were other mementos of past boyfriends as well. I read aloud some passages from her diary to her complete embarrassment.
"You are a bad, bad man, sir," she said.
"You sound like Peppermint Patty" I asked.
"Oh yes sir, that's me! Peppermint Patty in bondage!" she said laughing.
I laughed with her as I kept going through her things. They were not as revealing as I had hoped. They painted a picture of a reasonably happy, friendly girl, though one with all the typical fears and neuroses.
I looked through her closet some more and I noticed something in the back. "Why do you have a folding table in your bedroom closet?" I asked.
"It's my massage table, sir," she replied.
"You use it to get massages?" I asked.
"No, to give them," she said. "One of my past jobs was giving massages."
I glared at her darkly and then said, "You are going to be punished for this."
"Why sir?" she asked.
"How could you keep that from me?" I asked. "I love getting massages. Here is a whole other way that you could be pleasuring me, and you've been keeping it secret from me?"
"I'm sorry, sir!" she said, appearing to be upset. "It was a while ago, and I just didn't think of it. I'd love to give you a massage."
"Don't worry, when I'm done here, you'll show me how good a masseuse you were," I told her.
I went into her bathroom and looked around some there, but other than the standard tampons, pads and the like, there was nothing particularly revealing.
I went back to the bed and sat between her legs and ran my fingers lightly over her feet and toes before moving up to her legs. She was squirming from the feelings as I asked her, "What other secrets are you keeping from me?"
"Sir, a girl needs her secrets!" she said. "If I didn't keep any secrets from you, how would I be able to surprise you ever?"
"Fair enough," I said, running my fingers over her hips and up to her stomach.
"I do have one secret that I can tell you, sir," she said.
"What's that, princess?" I asked.
"My secret is that right now, I really, really, really want to cum!" she said.
"Well, if you are going to reveal your deepest secrets to me," I told her, "it's only fair that I help you out!" I lay down between her legs and starting nibbling at her pussy. I picked up her vibrator and turned it on high, then started dipping it in and out of her wet hole. I switched between sucking on her clit with the vibrator in her cunt to licking her cunt while the vibrator buzzed on her clit. She enjoyed all of it, and in no time was nearly there.
Just before she came I backed off and started running my tongue around the outside of her pussy. "No, sir!" she cried. "Please don't stop!"
I didn't give her mercy, however. I kept licking around the outside of her pussy and sometimes dropped down to her ass, until she had backed off of her orgasm. Then I started back in on her, bringing her close again, before stopping again.
"Why, sir? Please, make me cum! Why won't you make me cum?" she pleaded.
"I told you that you would be punished for hiding your skills for me," I informed her. "And you know something? Sometimes punishing you is very pleasurable for me!" I drove my face back into her pussy, pushing my tongue as deep as I could. Then I brought her to the brink again and backed off.
Finally, I felt she'd had enough and I took pity on her. I brought her back to the edge, but instead of backing off I sunk the vibrator into her ass, reached for her g-spot with my fingers and grabbed her clit in my teeth. In seconds her muscles were locked and instead of a scream, a high pitched whine emanated from her throat. Her ass and back were off the bed and she was completely supported by her heels and shoulders as she jammed her pussy into my face.
I left my fingers and the vibrator in her, but backed my face off so that I could see her cum. Her face was pulled into a grimace of pleasure and my hand was flooded by juices. Jamie often squirts a lot when she cums, but this was the most that I had seen. She stayed suspended for about 30 seconds before she screamed, "Stop, sir, please! I can't take any more!"
I pulled the vibrator and my fingers out of her and she collapsed on the bed. She was a sweaty, juicy mess. I wished I had my camera. As she got her breath back she said, "You are not just a bad man, sir, you are an evil man. Do you know that you nearly killed me? Can you imagine how my parents would feel when they claimed my body from the morgue? Cause of death: excessive orgasm!"
I untied her arms and legs and went to the bathroom. I started a bath for her and went back to the bedroom to get her. I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom, put her into the bathtub and started washing her. As I was doing her hair she said, "Sir, I'm supposed to be taking care of you!"
"Silly rabbit," I said, "don't you know that watching you cum like that sometimes gives me more pleasure than cumming myself? And seeing how good it makes you feel when I scrub your hair like this makes me feel good, too. Anyway, I fully expect, demand in fact, that you treat me like this as well, but another time. Now I am going to enjoy pampering you."
I finished washing her and then had her stand next to the tub as I dried her body. I gave her a sleeveless tee shirt to wear. I loved the way her boobs peeked through the armholes and how the bottom of the tee barely covered her bottom. We went to the kitchen and I scrounged together a little brunch.
We talked about her family some more, and I asked what her parents were going to think about our living arrangements. "I guess they will freak a bit. It certainly is not the home they thought that I would make for myself. They were expecting the loving husband, kids, PTA. Whips, chains and slavery are not things that they even imagined for their daughter."
"Hey, I hardly ever whip you!" I protested.
"You know very well what I mean, sir," she said. "Knowing them, once I explain everything they will be supportive, but they will be praying that it is a phase that I am going through until I find the right man."
"Is it a phase?" I asked seriously.
She looked back at me with the same seriousness and said, "I don't know. I wish I did. It doesn't feel like one, but I never expect my relationships to end when I start them. Will I be 50 and still living with you and Becky? I just don't know. I just know that this feels more like a long-term relationship than any that I have ever been in." After a pause, she continued, "Which will freak my parents out even more."
She sighed and said, "You warned me this wouldn't be easy, sir."
We finished eating and we cleaned up. I told Jamie, "OK, time to pamper me. Break out the massage table; you are going to give me a very nice massage."
"Yes, sir!" she said happily. I really did enjoy getting massages. I hadn't had all that many of them, probably a dozen in my entire life, but I really considered it a treat when I got one. I have only ever had them from women, and I always felt them to be very sensual and somewhat sexual.
Each person performed the massage differently, and the touching usually turned me on. I always wondered, 'How close will they bring their hands to my naughty bits?' Most did the back and legs, but every now and again I would get one that would also do my ass, which I enjoyed. I suspected that Jamie would not be shy with where she put her hands.
After Jamie set up the table, she lowered the window shades and lights and put on some of that new age music that is supposed to relax you. "How long of a massage do you want, sir?" she asked.
"Until you are done," I told her.
"OK sir, just relax, and let me make you feel good."
She had me lie face down on the table and covered me with towels. She started on my back and neck. There are a lot of reasons to get a massage, but I've always gotten them for the sensual pleasure, not as therapy. I like a soft, but firm touch; not a painful, pummeling one. Jamie's touch was perfect.
If I hadn't just had a good night's sleep, it would have knocked me out. As it was, it put me into a complete state of relaxation with overtones of excitement. She worked her way down my back and kept going over my ass. Her fingers brushed the crack of my ass and my asshole, and I was getting quite hard against the table.
She moved down my legs and spent a long time making my feet and toes feel amazing. Then she moved back up and did my thighs, spreading my legs. Her fingernails ran across my ball sack and perineum before her hands moved back up onto my ass. As she moved from body part to body part, she kept uncovering and covering me again with the towels, and even that small action kept me on edge. She worked her way up my back again, then did my neck and scalp. I was in heaven.
She had me turn over and began on my with a face and scalp massage. Then she moved down to my shoulders and chest. She brushed by my crotch on her way down to my legs and feet again. She then worked her way back up to my thighs. I was glad this was not some stranger, because my cock was at full mast with anticipation. When she was done with my thighs she again ran her fingers gently around my balls and then she started massaging my cock.
And massaging was what she was doing. She wasn't jerking me off, she was massaging my cock. Her hands were warm and oily, and she was moving her hands slowly all around my cock. There were no furious movements. Rather she was rubbing the muscles of my dick. It was heavenly. She kept it up and I was getting closer when she started running her fingernails all around my cock and balls. That was it: I started cumming.
Just before I began she leaned over and put her mouth over my piss slit. She did not take the head of my cock into her mouth or otherwise blow me. Her mouth was just there to capture my cum as it was forced out by her still slowly moving hands.
When I finished cumming she moved her hands back up to my chest and shoulders, and then finished me off with more time on my face and scalp.
She finally kissed my lips and asked, "How was that, sir?"
"Magical," I sighed in response. "I hope you enjoy doing that, because as my slave you can expect to be doing it a lot! In some respects, I don't think that I have ever felt as good as I do right now."
"I'm glad I could make you happy, sir!" she said. "I'd be happy to do this every day!"
"How long were you working on me?" I asked.
"Almost two hours," she said.
"I can't believe it," I said. "I don't think I would survive getting these every day. I would just never get up from this table! But now we're going to have to get going. Thank you again; it was wonderful."
We got dressed again and headed back to the apartment. I insisted on bringing the massage table with us.
When we got home, Becky was pleased to see us. Since I was dragging the table, she grabbed Jamie and kissed her first. "Did you guys have a good time?" she asked.
"Amazing," Jamie answered. "How about you? Did you and your little friend come to an understanding?"
"We did," she said. "Chrissy, get out here and help with this stuff. What is this?"
"It's my massage table," Jamie said. "He found it and got all mad that I hadn't told him that I could do massages. He tortured me!"
"Oh, you poor girl!" Becky commiserated. "Did you love it?"
"Oh, yes," Jamie sighed dreamily. Chrissy took the table from me and put it by the wall.
"Did you know that she could do massages as well?" I asked Becky.
"Of course, sir!" she responded.
"And you didn't tell me! You bitch! You are going to be punished as well!"
"Oh, sir! I can't wait," she said huskily.
"What good is punishing these girls if they enjoy it so much?" I asked no one in particular.
I looked over at Chrissy. While Becky was dressed in her white mini skirt, Chrissy was completely naked. "Come here Chrissy," I said.
Chrissy looked over at Becky, and Becky said, "Slave, if he gives you an order you obey immediately! You don't look at me. His orders are the same as mine, do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress," she answered. She came over, and I had her turn around in front of me. Her hair was up in a pony tail, and she was not wearing any make up. She looked ridiculously young. She was wearing a heavy collar and cuffs on her wrists and ankles. Her ass and back had welts on them, evidence of a whipping.
"Chrissy, did you enjoy your night alone with Becky?" I asked.
"Oh, yes sir!" she gushed. "It was marvelous. I want to thank you for allowing her to be with me!"
"And what about you, Becky? Did you enjoy it?" I asked.
"Well, I did miss you sir, but it was nice getting to know my little slave. We talked quite a lot," she said.
"Yes, she looks like she's been well talked to," I said with a smirk.
"I didn't say that we only talked, sir!" Becky protested with a grin.
"And then we were four," I said. "I think we are definitely going to have to start looking for a new place tomorrow. I shudder to think what it will be like trying to share the bathroom."
"We can get the real estate section in the morning and start looking then," Jamie said. "Even without Chrissy contributing anything we should be able to get a pretty nice place."
"Mistress, may I speak with you in private?" Chrissy said quietly to Becky.
"OK," Becky replied, and they left the room. I went to go put the massage table away. In a few minutes Becky and Chrissy came back into the room and Becky said, "Sir, Chrissy has something to offer you."
I looked at Chrissy and she came over and dropped to her knees in front of me. "Sir, when my parents moved away they gave me their apartment. It is far too large for just me, and I would be most honored if you would consider moving in with me. I think it would suit your needs very well."
I looked over her head at Becky, who just shrugged at me. I also looked questioningly at Jamie and she seemed to say, why not. "Well, it won't hurt to look at it," I said. "Why don't we go first thing in the morning, and then if it won't work we can continue looking at other places."
"Thank you, sir. I would be very happy if I could contribute this," Chrissy said.
"So, is there anything else on the agenda for tonight?" I asked.
"Can we all go out to dinner?" Becky asked.
"Fine with me," I said. "Anywhere in particular?"
"Don't worry, sir," Becky said. "I'll make the reservations. Would it be OK if the other slaves and I go to get our hair done before we go?"
"Fine with me," I said. "I have some other shopping that I need to do, plus if I have free time I'll need to rest. I think I should take more vitamins so that I can keep up with you!"
The girls got dressed and left, and I went out shopping. Becky had said that she wanted a ceremony to accept her status as slave, and I had some thoughts about what to do. I had to shop for some products and services.
I spent quite a bit of time out, but I still got back long before the girls. I decided to take my own advice and went in to take a nap.
I woke up when one of the girls quietly opened the door to look in. "I'm up," I said.
"I'm sorry, sir," Becky said.
"That's OK, I didn't want to sleep all day," I said. "I'll be out in a minute."
I went to the bathroom, and then I walked out of the bedroom into the living room. I stopped and I'm sure that my mouth was hanging open in shock.
There on the floor of the living room were three living dolls. All three of them were kneeling on the floor in position, legs apart and hands behind them. All three were also wearing new lingerie, identical in design. They were babydolls, tied at the neck and flowing open over the hip. They were opaque and silky, covering the breasts in material while making every ridge and bump evident as well as leaving their pussies on display.
On the right was Chrissy, blonde hair and blue eyes, in a red babydoll. Becky had finally gotten her pussy shaved or waxed, and she looked amazing. In the middle was Becky, wearing a green babydoll, which went great with her red hair. Finally next to her was Jamie, looking very different because she was now a brunette. She was wearing a blue babydoll. In addition to the identical clothing, their new hair styles matched exactly.
So I had before me three gorgeous women that were dressed and made up to appear similar. I had to sit down. I could not get any words out of my mouth. I kept thinking, how the hell did I end up like this?
Becky broke the silence, asking, "Do you like?"
I just nodded, and all three of the devils giggled! Finally my brain started shifting back into gear and I said, "I notice some things have changed."
"This was Becky's idea, sir," Jamie said, fingering her hair. "She said you had a redhead and two blondes, but you really needed a matched set. Since Chrissy was a natural blonde and I was not, I got nominated to be the brunette. I'd watch out though, sir. The way Becky works, she probably won't be happy until you have someone with black hair as well!"
"Oh god!" someone muttered, and I realized it was me. "Stay there!" I said, and I went to go get my camera. They all smiled as I took a dozen pictures of them. I sighed and said, "I want proof of this later so that I don't think I was just dreaming."
"I also noticed that you switched off colors," I said.
"Yes, sir," Chrissy said. "My Mistress' red hair looks better with the green, so she took that. I thought the red went better with my eyes and hair, so Jamie got the blue." I just shook my head.
Becky got up and pulled the other two up with her. "Sir, I know that we are wearing things in the house that you did not approve. You may punish us, now."
"Don't be ridiculous," I said. "I've just approved those outfits. If you want a good spanking however, just ask."
"OK, sir, but not now," Becky said. "Now we have to get ready to go out to dinner. Chrissy, go give him a shower and get him dressed!"
"Don't I get a say in this?" I asked.
"Not tonight, master," Becky said with a smirk as she kissed my lips. I grabbed her and pulled her across my lap and did give her the spanking she was clearly looking for. When I was done, I got up and went with Chrissy.
Chrissy gave me a nice shower, washing my body completely. I took advantage of the situation to fondle her tight young body as well. After we were done I went out and Chrissy picked out some nice clothes for me to wear. They were dressy and I wondered where we were going tonight.
"Now you go out and stay in the living room while we get ready, sir," Chrissy told me, so off I went. This mastering business seems to involve a lot of obeying one's slaves, I noted to myself.
I watched a little TV while I waited for them. About thirty minutes later I heard the bedroom door open and I watched them come out. First came Becky in green, then Chrissy in red, and finally, Jamie in blue.
They were each wearing a one piece dress that looked like silk or satin and was flowing from their shoulders to their thighs. The dresses were sleeveless, and if they were not wearing high heels and fully made up, I'd say they were pajamas and they were ready for bed.
I also noticed that they had on new necklaces. They looked like chokers, and they had a chain falling in a Y from the center front, disappearing down their dresses. Each was also wearing bracelets with little chains hanging down from them. They stood there and posed for me.
"Wow," was all that I could say.
Becky's eyes were glinting in amusement. She was clearly having a great time keeping me off balance. "Watch this, sir," she said. She reached over to Chrissy and pulled the necklace chain out from under the neckline of her dress. At the end of the chain was a little loop that she slipped a couple of fingers into. "We are all leashed for you, sir."
This was going to be an interesting night.
We took a cab to the restaurant. Becky and Jamie sat in the back with me, while Chrissy sat in the front seat. As soon as we were in the cab, Becky reached forward and grabbed Chrissy's leash. "I want her to know that she's mine," Becky explained.
We got to the restaurant and went to the door. Becky was to my right in green, Jamie to my left in blue and Chrissy, behind me, her hand on my back, in red. They intentionally made it obvious that they were with me. As we were seated, there was not a single eye in the entire restaurant that was not on our procession. I'd like to think at least some of them were looking at me, but I knew realistically that the only ones looking at me were not paying attention to me, but were instead thinking, 'How did that dog get so lucky?'
We sat down and the girls all took their leashes out. Becky and Jamie gave me theirs while Chrissy gave hers to Becky. Once again, the girls expected me to order for them, though surprisingly, Becky ordered for Chrissy, but not for herself.
The women all had wine and we talked about inconsequentials for most of the dinner. It was a little difficult to eat with the chains in my hand, but I managed, only occasionally pulling someone's neck. Of course, every time that someone was Becky, she gasped and shuddered. She didn't mind at all.
When we were done with dinner I asked, "Home?"
Becky said, "As dressed as we are, we'd like to show off a little. There is a nice club I'd like to go to."
"You know I don't dance much," I said.
"That's OK," she said. "We'll dance the fast numbers without you, and we'll share you for the slow ones." I agreed and we were off to the club. There was a line, but not for us. Three women looking as hot as mine went right to the front of the line, especially considering that they gave me all three of their leashes so that I was leading my pack of women.
On the line outside and in the club we continued to be the center of attention. We went to the bar and got some drinks, and then Becky said, "Sir. Is it OK if we go to dance?"
I said, "Fine, just don't forget about me."
She smiled and said, "Never," and gave me a big kiss. Each of them gave me a kiss before heading out to the dance floor, and they were not little goodbye kisses. They were big, I-want-your-body kisses.
I watched them dancing and writhing on the floor. When they twirled, their skirts flew up, making it clear they were sans underwear. They would also grind against each other, rubbing their hands on each other.
While I was watching this very hunky model type comes over with a girl draped on his arm. He nodded to the three girls and asked, "Are those girls with you?"
I answered in the affirmative and he asked, "Do you share?"
I looked him up and down and said, "Nope."
He looked disgruntled, and he took his girl onto the dance floor. I noticed that he got close to my girls and tried talking to them, but my lovelies were having none of it.
The song slowed down and Jamie came back to grab me. She plastered herself to me and we slow danced around the dance floor. I noticed that Becky and Chrissy were dancing together, and Becky had her hands under Chrissy's dress, fondling her ass.
Jamie kissed me and said, "I'm having fun, thanks for allowing us to come!" I kissed her again and ground my hard cock against her stomach. As I held her I slipped my hands under her skirt, fondling her ass. She pulled one of my hands around front and put it on her tit while she tried licking my tonsils.
Jamie pulled away as Becky tapped her on the shoulder and asked, "May I cut in?" Jamie bowed to her and grabbed Chrissy to dance with her as Becky attached herself to me. There was no slow workup; she just started humping me on the dance floor. She separated her legs around one of mine and was riding up and down it, dragging her skirt up with every stroke. I reached under her skirt as I did with Jamie, but there was no cupping of her ass; instead I speared a finger right up her asshole.
She leaned back, holding me around the neck and with her legs wrapped around one of mine. Her mouth gaped open as she shrieked and came. The noise was lost in the music, but anyone watching knew what had happened. She leaned into me again and just moved against me as she caught her breath.
After a few minutes she looked up as Chrissy tapped her on the shoulder. She kissed my cheek and warned, "I told Chrissy she would be punished if she didn't top what I did." She smiled playfully as she went to slow dance with Jamie.
Chrissy started dancing all around me, rubbing her body against mine. She was very subtle, and even I almost didn't notice it, but in just a few revolutions around me she had my pants and zipper open. She started pushing against me in the front. Then she reached down and pulled my hard cock out of my pants! I thought this was going a little too far when she grabbed my neck with her arms and jumped up onto me. I was now dancing around while supporting her.
I'd seen others doing this, so it wasn't completely outrageous. What was outrageous was when she reached down and slipped my cock into her hot, dripping pussy. I was now fucking Chrissy while I danced around the floor! "Chrissy!" I hissed, trying to get her to dismount.
She put her mouth by my ear and said, "I'm sorry, sir. She told me to always obey you, but in this case her orders supersede yours. I'm not getting down till I cum, so the faster you make me cum, the faster I'll get down."
I gave up trying to reason with her and moved my hand around to cup her ass. I thought if it worked for Becky it would work for Chrissy, so I stuck a finger up her ass. I also reached my other hand into her dress and squeezed a nipple. That did it, and she started cumming on my cock. I would like to say that it was my fantastic staying power that kept me from cumming, but it was really nerves and position. In any event, she hopped off and discretely zipped my still hard cock back into my pants.
Becky and Jamie came up and Becky told Chrissy, "Well, you did what I told you to," and kissed Chrissy as a reward. Chrissy looked very pleased with herself. We all left the dance floor to get drinks, and a number of guys said, "Way to go," "All right," or similar platitudes to congratulate me on my efforts.
"There's one more thing we want to do, sir," Becky said. That made me nervous, but I followed as she pulled me down the hall by the restrooms. In this part of the club were quite a few people in clinches. I saw some exposed breasts fondled as well as one couple actually fucking up against the wall.
Becky led me near this couple and pushed me against the wall. Then all three girls dropped to their knees in front of me and slipped out of the tops of their dresses. As Becky pulled my cock out I marveled at how we must look; a man with his cock out in front of three kneeling, topless woman - a blonde, a brunette and a redhead.
The three of them moved forward and started passing my cock around like a cigarette, each of them taking a lick or suck before passing it along. Jamie in the middle got it coming and going. The couple fucking next to us slowed down their action to watch, and I saw a number of other people looking as well. The stimulation of the entire night was too much for me and I said, "I'm cumming!"
Jamie grabbed my cock and pointed it at Becky. The first shot hit her neck and tits. She then pointed at her own face and tits and got painted with another spurt. Finally she pointed it at Chrissy who got a little spurt on her breasts. Becky grabbed my cock and cleaned it off with her tongue. The three then stood up, holding their dresses from falling down, and took turns kissing me. Then, without cleaning themselves off, they put their dresses back on and pulled me back to the club.
We only stayed about another ten minutes to have another drink, but I could clearly see people pointing at us and talking. While it was a bizarre situation, out of the realm of anything that I was used to, I have to say my ego was not hurting. Everyone in that club knew these three ladies were mine. Life was good.
Becky and Jamie were all over me in the cab on the way home, pulling me to each of them for kisses and fondles. As soon as we got inside the apartment, each of them stripped their dresses off. "Wait here, sir," Jamie giggled and pulled the other two with her to the bedroom. There was a lot of thumping and moving about in the bedroom until I heard Jamie call, "Please come in here, sir."
I walked into the bedroom to another lovely sight. Chrissy was on the left side of the bed, Becky in the middle and Jamie on the right. They were all naked except for their collars, cuffs and a scarf tied around their eyes. Chrissy's blindfold was red, Becky's green and Jamie's was blue. Additionally, their hands were each tied to the headboard. 'How did they manage that?' I wondered.
"We're just three helpless maidens sir, unable to defend ourselves," Jamie said. "Please be gentle with us."
"Screw that!" said Becky, "Fuck us hard. Use us. Make us your sluts!"
I immediately got rid of my clothes, but then I wasn't sure where to start! What does one do with three willing women? How does one pleasure all of them? I figured for my first act I would pleasure them serially, so I began on my left. I started licking Chrissy's lovely little snatch. Getting her moist was not a problem, and I decided that for all three of these lovely creatures, my first attempt would be hands free.
Using just my tongue and my face I assaulted her dripping pussy. I drilled my tongue into her hole while rubbing her clit with my nose. I decided that my no hands rule didn't apply to their tits, so I reached up and grabbed one between my fingertips, and with my other hand I started lightly rubbing one of Becky's.
Chrissy was very vocal, giving a play-by-play dialogue to Jamie and Becky. "Oh, yes, he has his tongue in me. Now he's biting my clit. Oh, he makes me feel so good!" and words to that effect. In a short time I heard her say, "Now he's going to make me cum. His tongue is going to make me cum! It is, it is! I'm there! I'm cummmmming!"
After I was done with her, I moved up her body and kissed her. She kissed back hard, trying to lick all of her juices off of me. My cock was pressing against her, and by some miracle was lined up directly with her open pussy. I couldn't help it and I pushed into her for a minute, held it there as I kissed her, and then pulled all the way out.
"That's not fair, sir! How could you stop!" she cried.
"What did he do?" Becky asked.
"He put his cock in me, but them he took it out!" Chrissy whined.
Becky didn't get a chance to respond before I got between her legs and reached for her clit with my teeth. She was equally vocal, giving the two others a detailed description of what I was doing, and how it made her feel. In to time, it made her feel like cumming, and she announced it loudly.
Finally I went after Jamie, and she was easy. I might not have used my hands on her pussy, but with Jamie, some hard squeezes of her nipples and she was there. Her screaming how much she loved having her tits mauled confirmed this, as did the juices that squirted out of her. Nipple clamps were definitely in this girl's future.
And now it was my turn. I went back to Chrissy and got between her legs. With no additional foreplay I sank my cock into her steamy pussy and stroked her ten times, then I moved to Becky and did the same, followed by Jamie.
Now one would think that going from girl to girl and fucking each of them is a great thing, and it is. But there are all sorts of realities to think of, like legs in the way, bumped knees, hands pushing on the wrong part of a body. This was definitely porn sex; it was hot to think about, but somewhat awkward to execute. Nonetheless, with three naked, tied, horny girls, I was going to live out my fantasies.
After a round of fucking their pussies I went to our toy box and got out a vibrator. I then went to Jamie and got between her legs. I lifted her legs to my shoulders and positioned myself at her asshole, and then in one slow stroke I buried myself deep into her. She groaned deeply as I went in, then panted as she told the others, "Oh god, he is so deep in my ass!"
To make it even better for her as I slowly fucked her ass I turned the vibrator on and pressed it against her clit. Within a few strokes she was screaming in joy again. After the tenth stoke into her ass I simply buried myself there and left my cock inside her as I played with her clit until she came. The feeling of her ass squeezing around my cock was amazing, and it was difficult to keep from cumming. However I had to, because my chore was not yet over; I had to pleasure two other beauties (sigh). My work was never done.
When Jamie was done I went to Becky and repeated the performance almost exactly, to the same result. Then I moved to Chrissy, whom I knew did not have a lubed ass. Becky clearly remembered the same thing, because she encouraged me with, "Do it. Fuck that slave's dry ass. Make her scream!" While her ass wasn't lubricated, my cock was, and I was able to get it into her ass. It was very tight however, and between that and the vibrator on her clit she was cumming before my tenth stroke.
After I had reached ten I was very close, so I got up and went to Chrissy's head. I jerked myself the rest of the way and rested the head of my cock in her mouth. "Save it for the others," I told her as I squirted into her mouth. Then I collapsed onto the bed next to her.
After resting for a few minutes I got up and untied the three women from the headboard. Becky immediately rolled over and kissed Chrissy who grabbed my cum from her mouth. When she was done, she rolled the other way and passed some to Jamie. Meanwhile, I crawled between Jamie and Becky and collapsed. It had been a hard day!
"How did you all manage to get all three of you tied up?" I asked.
"Slipknot," Chrissy said. "It's useful to know when you want to be tied up alone."
"Ahhh, tricks of the trade," I said, smiling.
"On the floor, slave," Becky told Chrissy.
"One moment Mistress," she replied. She crawled between my legs and cleaned my cock off with her mouth. Then she crawled to the side of the bed that Becky was on and curled up on her blankets. Jamie grabbed the covers and covered the three of us, and we all went to sleep, exhausted.