Chapter 4

JULIA

I thought we'd outgrown the Slave Trainer, being the properly trained slave sluts we were. Master had other ideas, however. Well within his prerogative, of course. Our orgasms did belong to him. Still, the Slave Trainer was so fucking diabolical. Every time we got close to an orgasm, it shut off, and we came close to climax multiple times during the day. It slowed our work, we became so desperate, yet we could see we would finish anyway. I wanted nothing more than for Lisa to get me off in any way she could. We might have gotten away with it while the fucking Trainers were charging, but if we weren't obedient slaves, then all we were was neighbors fucking against my husbands wishes, a fucking lesbian slut. It was a neat moral box, made all the worse when I received a photo of Master getting his cock sucked by Slut during a visit to Mistress Dark's.

"Fuck him. Slut is sucking Master's cock. We should be able to cum too," I said.

"Think about what you're saying, Julia. Your husband is getting his dick sucked by another woman and the only thing you're concerned about is whether or not you should be able to cum as well. You're sharing him with your next door neighbor and friend and he's cumming in the mouth of another slave and you don't give a shit about it. Only whether or not we should ignore his orders and cum anyway. How twisted have we become?"

I laughed. "Pretty damn twisted."

"You know Master. He was probably offered Slut's mouth. He likely refused initially until Mistress Dark told him he was being stupid to ignore a waiting slave to ease his suffering. Dollars to doughnuts he's buying something to make our lives more enjoyable. She's a slave, so he's not cheating on our agreement. He's well within his rights as Master. Just grin and bear it. Tell him you wish it was you instead."

So, that's what I did. Sent him a big sloppy red kiss emoji and said I wished it was me sucking his dick. It was true; I wished I was. I did wonder what he was doing there. We'd find out soon enough. The rest of the day dragged because we were so fucking horny and unable to do a thing about it. We finished at four and went home, showered, and started dinner. I was nearly dying when Master got home, I needed to cum so bad. He was carrying a bag. We begged for him to fuck us or at least let us take the Slave Trainers off and pleasure ourselves. He refused, even refused the blow job we offered him when he got home, saying he needed to save himself for later. Later couldn't get here soon enough for me. He didn't even feed one of us, leaving us on the Slave Trainers as we ate.

At the conclusion of our meal, he said, "I have some good news for you slaves." I was hoping he'd tell us we could cum now, but what he told us was almost as good. "Our bondage furniture sold. After taking her cut, Mistress Dark gave us this check for $3850. After the expenses for the materials, $760, half, or $1545 will go to me for expenses and $772.50 for each of you. After you're done with the real estate agent tomorrow, I want you to deposit this check, and open up savings accounts for each of you to deposit your money into. I will be responsible for all of your expenses from now on, from clothes to food to toys, whatever we need. Your accounts are yours and I don't want any money removed from them for any purpose. You will let your money accumulate."

That was extremely good news, one we were both happy to hear.

"I have developed plans for a new bed frame for our new bed. The supplies will be delivered on Tuesday. You will start cutting the wood according to my plans on Tuesday, including sanding, staining and finishing. Next weekend, I will show you how it needs to go together. We'll be selling our other bondage furniture as used through MD, which means we probably won't get as much for it. Someone will pick it up on Wednesday. Whoever arrives to pick it up, you'll be allowed to pleasure to four orgasms. You may have none yourself. I expect you to wear the Slave Trainer's every day this week."

Shit. Master was taking complete control of our sexuality. Wearing the Slave Trainers for a week was going to turn us into slavering Pavlovian dogs begging to cum at every opportunity. Even Lisa looked upset and she usually took the news better than I did when Master wanted to deny our orgasms. She still had to work on a couple things involving address changes, including driver's license. She'd be doing all of this wearing her Slave Trainer. She'd have to carry a towel to wipe the juices running down her legs while she was out in public. I'd be working at home, other than tomorrow, and that was only at her house when the real estate lady came, so it wouldn't be quite so bad for me.

"Why don't you clean up the kitchen and I'll show you what I bought from Mistress Dark."

Finally, maybe some sex? I sure hoped so.

"Yes, Master," I said, soon echoed by Lisa.

We hurried. I mean fast. We still hadn't been allowed to cum since getting up and we'd been edged all day by the Slave Trainers. Both Lisa and I were dying to cum. We joined Master in the bedroom. He was undressed and his cock was enlarged, though not yet hard. Lisa or I could make quick work of getting an erection. When we were finally allowed to remove the trainers, Master made us lick the other one's clean before we could wash it and put it back on the charger. They were each coated in our love juices, so aroused were we from its affects. I'd have preferred licking the source, the underlying material having a rubbery taste to our snack.

Then Master made us shower, further delaying our release. Lisa and I didn't dare touch one another as we were so ready to cum. When we returned, still damp, Master made us get some lube, so I imagined one of us was getting fucked in the ass. Instead, he handed us this long, thick, double headed dildo and told us to put one end in each of us and to hump each other, bottom to bottom. At this point, I would have humped a buffalo, I was so horny, so we put some lube, (unnecessary, I assure you) on each end, and got ready to put it in.

"You must have my permission to cum," Master said.

"Master, I'm sure I'll cum the instant I put it in me," I informed him, "so please give me permission to cum now."

"How about you, Lisa. Is it the same for you?"

"I believe so, sir."

"Then you may each cum once, but you need to have permission to cum any subsequent time."