C5 005

JULIA

"Julia, Lisa, could you come here, please."

"Listen, Scott's calling," I said.

"What do you think he wants?" Lisa asked.

"Only one way to find out," I said.

We got out of the pool and joined the people under the canopy. Scott was holding two collars. Just seeing him holding a collar again started arousing me. Everyone else was watching expectantly. Slaves started bringing out items for lunch. Salads, fruit, water, were being set up on a table under the other end of the canopy in bowls of ice.

"You both seemed reluctant to give up your slavery yesterday," Scott said. "I've been speaking to everyone here and they think I'm making a mistake by giving up two marvelous sex slaves. I'm reconsidering my position. Would you be willing to accept a collar again as my sex slaves?"

"Of course, sir," Lisa said.

"Are you sure, Scott?" I said. "You were very unwilling to continue yesterday. Now you know I'm pregnant, it seemed even more unlikely you'd want me to continue."

"They made some very good points. I think I'd be foolish not to consider them. I'm perfectly willing to give it a shot."

"Are you certain, Scott?"

"Quite certain."

I knelt down in front of him. "Then I'm willing to accept your collar again, Master."

Lisa knelt down beside me. "As am I, Master."

"Excellent," Master said. He put the collars on our necks. I felt myself enter sub space again, my cunt flooding, becoming ready to fuck. It was so delicious. Then Master hit me with a monkey wrench. "I'm going to be leaving you here with Sam for three weeks."

"Master?" I said, panicked. "You can't. We have an ultrasound on Wednesday."

"Don't worry about it," Sam said. "Brianna will be loaning us her limo for the day to take you to your appointment. We can keep you naked in the limo until you get there, gives us a lot of time for fucking on the drive."

"If you want my collar again, you'll be staying here with Sam. Turn around and face your temporary Master, slaves," Scott said. "He said he'd make sure you had a fantastic time here. Even the lesbian slaves tell me he's a great fuck, isn't that right Zoe?"

"Of course, Master Scott," Zoe said. "Master Sam knows what to do with his cock to keep a slave girl happy."

"Master, I can't leave you alone. You'd be all by yourself."

Sam said, "I wouldn't take Scott's slaves without an exchange. Chantelle, could you please come here."

The beautiful, black slave who'd cooked us breakfast knelt down by Sam's side. "Chantelle, I'm going to give you to Scott for the next three weeks in return for the loan of his two slaves. You'd take good care of him, wouldn't you?"

"Of course, Monsieur. Whatever you wish. I'll cook and clean, suck his cock, whatever he wishes."

"She's the second best cock sucker I've ever encountered," Sam said. "Second only to my wife, who unfortunately, has to work, or else I'd give her to Scott as well. Kind of an even swap; two for two. He'll have to make do with Chantelle, but he won't regret it, I'm sure. She'll take him in her cunt, her ass. No hole unbarred, right, Chantelle?"

"Of course not, Monsieur. Your slave is a three hole slut for sure."

Chantelle's nude body rubbed up against Master's body and she kissed him, the black bitch.

"Go ahead," Master said, "look at your temporary Master. He'll tell you what he expects from you and I expect you to obey him in all things."

I slowly turned to face Sam. So did Lisa.

"Why so glum looking, slaves?" Sam asked. "Your Master told me the reason he can't accept your slavery anymore is because he finds it hard to watch you with other men. By swapping slaves for three weeks, he won't have to watch as we double and triple penetrate you. You'll be fucking morning, noon and night. There's two dominants here, plus with a few phone calls, we can get several others here before supper. That doesn't even include the slaves who'll want to taste your cunt. You've never met a better bunch of cunt lickers ever. Every woman who's ever experienced Monique's tongue says she's the best they've ever had. You won't have time to rest you'll be fucked so often. That is what you want isn't it? Scott said it was the type of romance you enjoyed, being made to serve multiple people, every hole used, often all at once. Just because he can't watch it, doesn't mean you can't enjoy it, does it?"

"Sam, Master Sam," I stuttered, "none of it would mean anything to me if my Master weren't here. I renounce my slavery if it's not to be with my Master."

"I'm your Master now, slave. For three weeks anyway. Why should it matter to you if your Master is not here? Do you want him to witness other people violate your body?"

"No, sir. It's not that." I was searching for what more I wanted to say. Why would Master give me away?

"Display, slaves," Sam barked, brooking no argument.

I jumped to my feet. So did Lisa. Mistress Dark's trainees respond quickly to a Master's orders.

"Zoe, check Julia for slave heat. Marcia, check Lisa. Tell me if they're wet."

Zoe ran her finger through my cunt, showing my wetness to Sam. Marcia did the same to Lisa. Zoe licked her finger afterward, then kissed me, whispering, "You taste delicious. I'll be one of the ones fucking you." I shivered.

"Very wet, Master Sam," Zoe vouchsafed.

"Same with this one, Master," Marcia said. "Both of them are hot slave slut bitches."

"What is it then, slaves? You're both wet, hot, randy slave bitches. You're obviously aroused by your slavery. Scott said you climaxed often as you were taken in all three holes. You can't tell me you don't like being fucked by multiple people. Everyone here can see what hot slaves you are. Why does your Master have to witness it?"

"Because I did it for him, Master Sam," I said. "The best fuckings I had, the best orgasms I had, were with him, even before my slavery started. Sure, you can make me cum. My slavery will ensure I orgasm, but without my Master, it would mean nothing. I want to cum for him, because he wants me to, not for some fucking stranger. He wanted me to experience every aspect of slavery and I did, but it was his gift to me, a chance to experience something I dreamed about. You fucking me means nothing without my Master."

"I'm not sure I understand, slave. Scott said you read reverse harem novels all the time. The whole point of granting your slavery was to give you what you desired. He's trying to do that now, give you everything you want without him having to observe it happen. We can reverse harem the shit out of you. You'll be fucked up one side and down the other. Isn't that your fantasy?"

"Not without my Master."

"You want to him to watch your body be violated? You want him to witness you screaming in pleasure as other people fuck you? Is that what you're telling me? That's what I'm hearing."

"No. I'm not saying I want him to watch me fucked by others. I want him to fuck me, to make me scream in pleasure. He's my Master, my natural Master. I want him to fuck me. I don't care if anyone else fucks me."

"That's not what he thinks, slave. What about you, Lisa? What do you want?"

"I don't want to be dumped here with a bunch of strangers who I don't know and don't care about. I love Scott and I love Julia and I trust them both. I know they'll never do anything to harm me. I don't know anything about you. If Scott wants me to stay and trusts me to be safe, I suppose I'd stay because I trust him, but I don't want to. I'd much prefer to go home with him and Julia. I loved serving as his slave. It doesn't mean I would love serving as anyone else's slave."

"What? You didn't enjoy fucking multiple men and women?" Sam asked.

"Sure I enjoyed it. What's not to enjoy? That's not why I wanted to become Scott's slave," Lisa answered.

"Why did you want to be his slave?" Sam asked.

"Because I could see how much Julia was enjoying her slavery. Even before she was fucked by anyone other than her Master. Because I love and trust Scott. Because Julia was unselfish enough to include me. It was definitely not to see how many people I could fuck. I was single and could fuck anyone I wanted. It wasn't what I wanted. I was unhappy."

"Are you sure, slaves, because I promise I will show you a very good time. Orgasm after orgasm. Ask anyone here. You won't be disappointed in your pleasure."

"I'm sure, Master Sam," I said. "I don't even care if he brings Chantelle home with us and fucks hell out of her. I just want to go home with him."

"Is that your final answer as well, Lisa?" Sam asked.

"Damn straight. Final answer."

"It looks like we don't have a deal, Scott. Neither of these slaves is in it for multiple partners. All they seem to give a shit about is you. Guess you can have them back. You'll have to put your own collar on them though. My slave gets crotchety when she's not wearing hers."

I felt Master's hands on the back of my neck removing the collar he'd just put on. He handed it back to Sam who put it on Marcia's neck.

"Does this mean I'm not your slave again, Master?" I asked, tearing up, wondering if I'd abandoned my slavery for the last time.

"No. It means we have to put yours back on when we get home. You will stay naked for the rest of your time here. Slaves don't get clothes."

He kissed the back of my neck and I turned into him and plastered my body against his, kissing, yearning to be taken by him right now.

"Fuck me, Master."

"I'd listen to her, Scott. Who knows what a needy slave slut will do when she needs to cum," Sam said. "She could end up fucking anyone."

"No one but you, Master," I whispered, "no one but you and Lisa."

"Does anyone have a bed which will hold one Master and two randy slave sluts?" Master asked.

Brianna laughed. "Don't you want to eat first?" She asked.

"We just ate a couple hours ago. I can wait until later for food."

"You're welcome to use mine," Brianna said, "but make your slaves clean up after themselves. I don't want to sleep in your fucking wet spot. Zoe would you show them where it is?"

"Of course, Mistress. My pleasure."

Master removed Lisa's collar and handed it to Zoe. He took our hands and we followed Zoe to Brianna's bedroom. Zoe opened the door for us.

"Welcome to the sisterhood," Zoe whispered to me as Master drew us to the bed.

She closed the door behind us.

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