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CHAPTER 066
SCOTT
I spent a lot of time at work today thinking about my two slaves, soon to be wife and neighbor again. I thought about Ron and Regina and how they no longer seemed compatible. Ron was definitely a slave, but his wife didn't want to be a dominant. She wanted a husband and Ron might never be a husband again. I knew how much Julia and Lisa enjoyed their slavery. To be honest, I'd enjoyed being their Master. But there were parts of her slavery which I'd suffered through. Not so bad I hadn't found some enjoyment in it, but definitely bad enough I didn't want to keep repeating it every day for the rest of whatever. It was something I wanted to let Julia experience, but not to the point of going past the three weeks we'd agreed on for the experience.
Lisa was another matter. She wasn't my wife. If she wanted to fuck other men, it was really none of my business, but she could do it without me. She didn't need my approval to fuck. Or did she? Theoretically, she could fuck like a mink, enjoy sex to the utmost, but if she did, she'd be frowned up by society. A woman of questionable morals at best, a fucking whore at worst. Slavery for her had allowed her to be a woman who could enjoy sex. She had no choice in the matter. Slaves were expected to be sexually responsive creatures. Failure to be pleasing might result in punishment. She was easily the second most orgasmic woman I'd ever met, behind only Julia in that regard, and Julia had never been as orgasmic as her slavery allowed her to be. They were both cum queens now, able to climax at the drop of a hat.
All of the slaves were orgasmic. Rose, Slut, Gwen and Rene�� were all able to cum quickly and often. Perhaps slavery was part of the dynamic allowing them to be free to orgasm as much as they wanted. Slavery freeing them to be the sexual creatures society normally frowned on women being. But if I kept Lisa as a slave, I would be allowing her something I refused my wife. Even if my wife could still have sex with Lisa and we both did so, it seemed unfair to Julia to give Lisa something I didn't want Julia to have anymore.
More and more, I wondered if I'd made some horrible mistake in giving Julia three weeks of slavery. Giving her a taste of it, but finally realizing she could never have it again. Wondering if at some point in the future, she and I wouldn't end up like Regina and Ron, diametrically opposed in what we wanted out of life, she a Master and me a wife. Slavery used to be a fantasy for her, one which she'd been willing to ignore, content to be a wife. But I'd given her the reality and she'd lapped it up like cum from Mistress Dark's cunt. What the fuck was I going to do?
Monday had been very sexually gratifying. It was impossible to deny it wasn't, but I don't think I could ever live through another day like it again. I loved my wife more than anything else in the world and watching her have sex with all those other people had burned like a knife plunging into my gut. She'd admitted to the same feelings watching me have sex with others. Neither of us were immune to the jealousy inherent in watching our spouses having sex with other people.
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