Chapter 2

SCOTT

"Sweet Jesus, Scott. Your slaves were right. That was the best damn fucking I ever had. It seemed I was cumming continuously. Do you boys think you have the energy to do that again? I wouldn't mind trying that again with a different man in each hole."

"If we have a sometime to recover," Bill said. "I'd be willing to oblige you."

"Me too," I said. "Slave, don't you have some clean up to take care of. Your Mistress is messy."

Shasta had cum leaking out of her pussy and ass. Having Sean clean it up other men's cum from his Mistress would take him down a peg or two and rapidly reestablish his place. We needed it too, but I don't think any of us were the type to want a man to clean our cocks. I'd never gotten that type of vibe anyway. While Sean lapped at his Mistress's holes to tidy them up, I got wet washcloths for the other two. If they wanted Sean to suck their joints, they could ask. If they didn't, they had a way to clean themselves off. Shasta had done a nice job of cleaning me off after I climaxed in her mouth.

Sean did a good janitorial job, leaving nothing behind but his saliva. He'd tried to ingratiate himself by giving her another couple orgasms, but Shasta had pushed him away after one. At least none of us would have to sleep in a wet spot tonight.

As we rested, I asked how Shasta wanted to do the next one, since she was queen for the night.

"If it's all right with everyone, I'd like Scott in my cunt this time, Bill in my ass and Sam in my mouth."

"I know this is primarily a fuck job, Shasta, but would you be horribly offended if I kissed you and sucked on your breasts while we're fucking?" I asked. Something else which might get Sean's goat. Sometimes kissing is more intimate than fucking.

"More like making love, you mean?"

"Exactly."

"Would your wife be offended if I let you?"

"She wanted me to make this a wonderful experience for you," I replied. "If it makes it better for you, she won't be offended."

"I'd like that, Scott. Thank you for asking."

"Damn, I should have asked," Bill said, slapping his head.

"You can kiss me now," Shasta said, shyly.

Bill smiled at her and snuggled up to her in a close embrace. While they kissed, he ran his hands over her body, touching every intimate part of her. When his hand went between her legs and he suckled her nipples, she spasmed into another orgasm. Sean seemed very uncomfortable, both because he was fighting an erection in his cock cage and because his Mistress was ignoring him. He looked quite miserable.

"Oh, my. You're quite the kisser, Bill," Shasta panted, "though it seems you went a little beyond kissing."

"Sam," Bill said, "you want to take her for a spin."

"Don't mind if I do," he replied, lying down on the other side of her.

Shasta turned and began kissing Sam. While they kissed, Bill nibbled on the back of her neck and stroked her fine ass. It wasn't long before their manual attentions had her squirming in another climax. I love to see women orgasm. It's one of the most beautiful sights I know. I think the others felt the same. All three of us seemed ready to go again.

"I can suck your cocks to get you ready faster," Shasta said, panting harder.

Sam took her hand and placed it on his newly erect cock. "I think I'm good," he said.

Bill rubbed his cock head between her cheeks. "I believe I'm good to go as well."

Shasta looked at me. "Hey, I have no intention of delaying the party," I said, waving my wang at her. "One hard dick at your service. Move over."

She giggled. Shasta was usually so serious, so devoid of humor, it made my heart glad to see her giggling. As soon as they all moved, I plopped myself down in the middle of the bed, my shaft eager and ready.

"Is this for me?" Shasta laughed, running her hand up and down my prick.

"All for you. Every inch, for now, at least. You may have to release me to my slaves later, but I'm all yours for now."

She held my cock, kneeling over it, placed it at her pearly gates and sank down over me, wet and ready. I caressed her breasts, thumbing her taut, black nipples. She sighed contentedly. She looked back at Bill.

"I'm going to cum as soon as you start to enter me. You won't need to go as slow as Sam did last time."

"Slave, shouldn't you be preparing your Mistress for penetration?" Bill asked.

I pulled Shasta down for a kiss, bending her over, opening her back door. Sean started lapping her puckered opening. Bill was smearing some lube on his cock.

"That's enough, slave. Out of the way so I can fuck this beautiful ass."

Sean moved and pausing only long enough to ensure he was properly placed at the muscular ring of her rectal opening, Bill plunged right in, driving deep. Shasta spasmed, her cunt contracting in waves on my cock. Bill's prick so close next door increasing the tightness on me. I kissed her again until I saw Sam's shaft waiting above my face, then released her, telling her to suck. She grabbed Sam's cock and drew it to her mouth, opening wide to take him in. I continued to thumb the chocolate gumdrops of her nipples as she started riding our two cocks, sliding back and forth on our shafts, her clit grinding on my pubic bone.

Another choked moan as Sam's prick found the depths of her throat and she spasmed once more, tightening, releasing, tightening, repeat for more than a minute. Having all just cum, we took our time, enjoying the trembling spasms each time she orgasmed, over and over. I glanced at Sean, tears streaming down his face, suffering in Shasta's doghouse. I started thrusting harder, seeking my release, driving deep with each thrust, though I couldn't withdraw too far, grunting with each plunge. Bill was right with me, matching me lunge for lunge, filling her. Finally, with a growl deep in my throat, I froze, pulsing, pumping my seed as deep as I could. William gave another half dozen strokes before arching his back, driving deep and doing the same.

Shasta was cumming again, the fluttering clenches of her climax milking us for our cream, her own moans smothered by Sam's jetting cock. We lay, almost as if dead, Shasta softly sucking the remnants of Sam's cum, swallowing it, her throat working. The space inside her increasing as our cocks shrunk, sated. Slithering out of Shasta's leaking holes. Bill rolled off to the side, panting, allowing Shasta to move, no longer sandwiched between us. I was happy where I was. Sam got the washcloths this time while Sean started tending to his Mistress. She didn't even allow him make her cum this time, pushing him away when she felt sufficiently clean.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," he sobbed. "I won't disappoint you again."

"Who's in charge?" Shasta asked.

"You, Mistress, you're in charge."

"Who belongs to who?"

"I belong to you, Mistress."

"To ensure you don't forget it, I'm sending you back to the motel tonight while I spend the night with William and his slave. You going dry for the next week. I find my sex elsewhere."

"Please, Mistress, no. Don't send me away."

"You already forgetting who's in charge. Get out of my sight. Go sit on the bus and wait to go back."

"Yes, Mistress." Sean despondently left, dragging, hoping to hear her change her mind. She didn't.

"He obviously loves you," I said.

"He can adore the shit out of me as long as he remembers his place. I don't want no man in charge of me. I'm in charge of me. I don't want a boyfriend, I want a slave who do what I tell him. Reason I got one in the first place is so he do what I say when I say it. I may have to replace him if he insists on treating me like his girlfriend. Maybe I make him suck more cocks."

"If I might suggest we do this once more tonight," Bill said, "I'd like to do this with Evelyn. Shasta certainly enjoyed it and she isn't even a slave."

I looked at Sam and he winked at me. "I'm in," he said. "We can do my two tomorrow."

"You can count me in, but I need to say goodbye to my guests before they leave," I replied.

"I'll need a little time to recover. Perhaps some refreshments as we wait; maybe more Cristal would go down well. Shasta, would you like to accompany me?" Bill asked holding out his arm.

"Yes, thank you, kind sir. You're a gentleman for not running off as soon as you fuck me."