Chapter 1

Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Fa/Fa, Ma/Ma, Mult, Consensual, Gay, Lesbian, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Slut Wife, Wife Watching, Incest, Father, Daughter, BDSM, DomSub, MaleDom, Rough, Swinging, Gang Bang, Group Sex, Orgy, Harem, Polygamy/Polyamory, Interracial, White Couple, White Male, White Female, Hispanic Female, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Squirting, Cream Pie, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Public Sex, Workplace, .

Desc: BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A wild game of poker on a whiskey-filled night leads to foursome sex and a man winning three sex slaves who offer to seduce others into his net. Sometimes, Lady Luck really does play favorites it seems.

I couldn't have heard that right, of course. Another guy in a game of cards with me, wanted to raise the stakes in a way that I had never even considered. Nor did I really think about it in advance, but the man was a gambling addict. Robert Cullen, sharp as a tack Wall Street stockbroker and relative newlywed, had just offered me his pretty wife Lindsay as collateral. The couple of shots of Jameson didn't hurt his motivation, either, nor mine.

"Hey, now, that is really tempting, Robert, but I can't accept. Your wife is another person with the right to refuse or deny her body to anyone. She is not a possession to put up as security. You really need to get a grip on your gambling addiction, buddy. You've been losing all night and throwing good money after bad. She's not a car, Robert. She's a human being and we don't have slavery in this country. You might have missed that detail on Wall Street at times, but slavery was abolished long ago. Don't get me wrong. If she put herself up as collateral and didn't back out, I'd take her in, how do you put it, a New York minute, but even then if she backed out at any point, I'd just have to cut my losses and know better than to play poker with her again," I told Robert sternly.

"But I'm out of collateral that doesn't have me out on the street! I have to stay in the game, Isaac. I just have to do it. What can I bet? What else do I have?" Robert pleaded with me.

I also saw that Lindsay looked angrily at Robert ... something told me that he wasn't going to be lucky at home tonight, either, at this rate ... I don't usually hold with wives and girlfriends using sex as a weapon, but hey ... most husbands and boyfriends aren't gambling addicts who put up their wives and girlfriends as security for another hand that they can't afford to lose.

I decided to scare Robert off with someone that would terrify most men ... most straight guys, at least. He did have some other collateral, didn't he? His own body, of course. I figured that with my chips, the risk was all his and it would occur to him at last, even with his gambling high, that he couldn't keep pushing this. Besides, he was married. I assumed that Lindsay would have to be livid if he didn't fold now, after what I offered.

"Alright, then. Your mouth. I want you to suck my dick if I lose. Not her. You. Of course, you should really fold now. Sucking my cock is a complete betrayal of your wedding vows and I'm a guy. You don't really want to suck my dick, do you?" I raised the stakes more than a little.

"It's deal. I call your bluff," Robert seemed sure that he at last had a winning hand, and he put down his straight flush ... his courage half whiskey and half compulsive gambling habit.

... Lindsay had a curious look on her face, shocked, eyes large as saucers, tongue hanging out, a bit angry, but slightly eager to watch ... as if hoping that he lost and had to suck my dick. The whiskey probably lowered her inhibitions at least a little.

I had nothing to lose and everything to gain, as I put down my royal flush. I saw the look on Robert's face as he knew that what he was confident was the winning hand proved to lose and he had to suck my dick. He looked at me and then at Lindsay, whose eyes grew larger and mouth opened wide, before breaking out into a grin.

"Honey, you should have folded, but you didn't. Gotta keep your word. I'm kind of glad, I confess, though. Now we can share a new experience. Guess you're getting some action tonight, after all, because now I am very wet. Isaac, I appreciate that you didn't take me as collateral, but I'm putting myself up for this. You get two Cullens for the price of one. Besides, Robert doesn't know how to suck a cock. I need to help him out to give you the expensive blowjob you deserve," Lindsay smiled at me.

"Well, thank you, then, Lindsay," I grinned at her as I reached for my zipper.

Lindsay was on her knees and pulled Robert down with her, with surprising strength. She swatted my hand away and unzipped my pants herself, pulling them down to reveal my boxers, which she then gestured for Robert to remove for me. He was more than a little nervous, but he complied rather timidly, and then Heather put her fingers on his nose to force his mouth open.

I slipped my dick between Robert's lips, giving him his first taste of cock and Lindsay took her fingers off his nose as she ran her tongue along the base of my dick. She even licked my balls a little, much to my surprise, even as Robert proved unexpectedly good and eager at sucking the head of my cock. Then again, he had the same junk that I did, only his turned out to be smaller, if only by an inch or so. I got very hard, of course, by now, from having this androgynously handsome, blonde, blue-eyed goy from Wall Street suck my dick while his curvy brunette of a wife sucked my balls. I always had the sense that Robert felt the need to compensate for his less than manly physique by being a shark at the stock market and this might have driven him to compete (albeit ineffectively against me) at cards, too. It might well have fed his gambling addiction.

As good as Robert was at sucking my dick, Lindsay was twice as good, and she took over at several points to help him do better. Her mouth was everything that my fantasies had anticipated, warm, wet ... just like a pussy, really. Very soft and sensual, that was Lindsay's mouth as it engulfed my dick and traded off with her husband's. My cock really began to leak precum now and both of them could tell how close I was to cumming, but I didn't want it to end there. A considerable part of me no longer wished that Robert would stop betting. I now hoped that he would keep upping the ante on me, so I could fuck his wife after all and maybe feel his soft tongue on my balls or ass as I did so.

Then again, at the rate that we were going, there was no telling if or when we would stop. It was clear that this action was no longer just about a game of cards. We were all rather excited, especially Robert as Lindsay actually freed his cock from his pants and began sucking it, too. Apparently, I was very wrong about him not getting lucky with his wife that night. We were now a daisy chain, with Robert sucking my dick and Lindsay sucking his.

I had to cum pretty soon, however, and I decided that one last lesson was necessary, so I let my cock and balls twitch and kept my hands on Robert's head while I actively fucked his throat, ignoring his gag reflex for now. He was distracted enough with Lindsay's sensual lips and tongue on his dick, anyway, and he didn't seem to mind at all, beyond the initial panic. I let first one, and then another rope of my cum coat his throat, followed by a third large spurt. I withdrew from Robert's mouth right as he expelled his own load into Lindsay's mouth.

Lindsay rose and pulled Robert up to kiss him and mix his cum with mine. I walked over to both of them and joined their kiss, planting my lips on hers first for a snowball, followed by another straight from Robert's shockingly kissable mouth. She smiled at me now and knelt to suck both of us, moving her mouth back and forth between us. Then she pulled a real surprise by spreading my cheeks apart to slide her tongue along my butt-crack. My cock, not yet fully soft, hardened all over at this sexy move of hers. When she did the same to Robert, he got another boner as well. She then put a finger in each of our asses to play with our prostates a little. We were fully hard then, and that was when Lindsay dropped another bombshell on me.

"I want in. Deal me, Isaac. I want to play my hand, too," Lindsay grinned at me and then went to was her hands in the sink of my studio apartment.

"Very well, then. Does that mean that Robert is out, or are you playing against your wife, Bobby boy?" I smiled at them, rather excited by the reality of having just been sucked off by man and wife both ... and the prospect of what might follow.

"Deal us both then, please. Right, Robert? I don't want to keep you out of the fun. Wouldn't be fair to you. Who knows what can follow? Now, what are the stakes this time?" Lindsay urged me with a lustful gleam in her eye, still licking her lips a little for another taste of salty seed.

"How about ... bottoms up?" I smiled.

"Oh, does that mean what I hope that it does?" Lindsay asked with a grin on her face.

"You're really getting into this, aren't you, honey?" Robert asked his wife.

"Hey, stud, don't look a gift horse in the mouth. I'm so turned on right now and even though I was pissed at your earlier offer, I have to admit that it made me a bit wet. The thought of getting fucked like that by Isaac ... God, he's so fuckable, I want to drool. Plus I'm a little sauced, too. Then again, there are times when I just have to grab Robert here and ride him like a bronco, he's so sexy, too. Win or lose, honey, you're gonna get even more action tonight. Both of you. Count on it in my present mood," Lindsay confessed to us her lusty mood, as if we couldn't already tell ... somehow, having her body at risk was a turn-on for her.

"Well, thank you, Lindsay. The feeling is mutual. Anyway, bottoms up is simple. Winner takes the losers' asses tonight, with the right to fuck them, spank them, lick them, etc. all night long. Bottoms as collateral. Bare and ready for whatever the winner wants from them, no limits, no questions, except no mutilations or long-term damage. Are we clear? Just to be fair, I'm putting mine up for security, too. Last time, I really didn't have much at stake, but now that it's clear how much we're all enjoying this little ménage a trois, I'm willing to risk my butt for the night. Let's see Lady Luck pick her favorite tonight. Five-card stud. Joker's wild," I laughed.

Lindsay broke out into a wide grin, while Robert smiled more nervously, still a little awkward about having sucked a male friend's cock ... having tasted his cum, too. It was a real line that had been crossed, especially when I got a blowjob from his wife as well. Now, whatever happened, there would be some ass play going on and while I could tell that this prospect appealed to all of us, it was another boundary about to be crossed, regardless of who won.

I dealt several hands of winners before Lindsay got her wild card and played it, triggering another hand, followed by a surprising high card for Robert, who especially wanted to raise the stakes now. Lindsay shot the moon at this point, and the result was almost predictable ... almost. Lindsay did pull off a couple more winners, just enough to keep it interesting, but finally, she overplayed her hand, as did the compulsive gambler Robert. Lindsay's tells were surprising by now ... she would lick her lips when she got a really high card, but she would slip her fingers down her pants whenever she got a low one.

This time, however, Robert and I were both stunned. Lindsay seemed to have high card, judging by the tongue gliding across her lips again, but we both called her, anyway. It seemed to be an undeniable draw for all of us to keep playing until the chips were gone ... knowing that when they were, the losers would have to surrender the booty. I knew that whatever happened, it would be fun and games for the three of us ... or at least I was fairly confident, of course. What really would Lindsay want from me if she won? What would Robert want? Anal play? Spanking? Even caning I could handle, being a switch. What would I want, for that matter?

By now, the chips were down just enough that Robert couldn't afford to lose without literally paying with his ass, but I thought that perhaps Lindsay still had a chance other than the miracle that her husband needed. She had what I supposed was a high card, but as stated, we both called it, for reasons of our own. I wanted to see how she would handle herself, either as a winner or as a loser. Robert just had to keep playing, whatever the cost.

Robert dropped a full house, which was surprisingly high, but explained his confidence in calling his wife's bluff this time. I put down my four of a kind, eager to see if Lindsay really had either a straight flush or a royal one, the only two hands that could beat me. Robert's ass was already lost and he knew it, just not who would own it for the night. He seemed shockingly calm, perhaps due to knowing his own fate a little more, not having it in suspense, though his cock was also visibly hard and his precum leaked ... apparently, the prospect of getting used anally had some appeal to him.

Lindsay utterly floored both of us when she laid down her hand, a simple flush, much lower than either of us. She had to have guessed from some tells of mine that I had a pretty good hand, but she had played with a remarkably lower one and knew it this time. She had really taken her chances here, but instead of getting down over her defeat, she rose and planted herself on my lap.

"You really played it dangerously tonight, Lindsay. One would have to wonder if you deliberately lost," I teased her.

In full view of Robert, her husband of just six months, Lindsay grinned and said, "You're really naïve about this, aren't you? Both of you. This was a win-win for me. I couldn't lose for winning. I just didn't know who would get me, but what did that matter? In fact, the worse my hand, the wetter I got.

"Here, the panties are yours, complimentary with your victory, sir. Smell how wet you made me every time you beat my hand. Both of you. This is from losing more than winning, truth be told. If I won, I would get to do whatever I wanted to your asses, how delicious a prospect, but if I lost, as I just did, well, you could have your way with me, and that would be even better. That was the reason that I shot the moon. Now, speaking of moons, do you like the lunar view?"

Lindsay bent over and bared her bottom, as she slipped down her soaking panties and passed them to me from between her thighs. My cock was extremely hard as I took her drenched panties and stuffed them in her mouth for a moment, grabbing her buns and kneeling for a taste of her fine ass. I smacked Lindsay a couple of swats on her tush and she reacted by getting wetter still, plus pushing her hips and butt back at me for more.

"Robert, come over here. Taste your wife's ass. Tell me, have you ever rimmed a girl this delicious?" I urged her husband.

"Oh, fuck, no. She's sweet as punch. That's one yummy ass. What do you want from my butt, however?" he asked me.

"Take the panties from her mouth and bend over to let her rim you for now. I can tell that she'd love to do that right now. Put her panties in your own mouth now. I'm gonna keep tasting this ass for a good while now. I want to fuck her bottom, too, but right at this moment, I have the urge to lick and spank it," I commanded him.

"Yes, sir!" Robert eagerly obeyed me, not one to miss out on his wife's tongue between his cheeks.

This rimfest lasted for several minutes, with my tongue driving Lindsay's further up Robert's butt. She squirmed, especially as I spanked her, but she creamed herself thoroughly as well. It was evident that both of the Cullens loved this little daisy chain that I set up. I just knew that I had never tasted or owned a female bottom quite this delectable.

"Got any lube?" I asked them, rising suddenly after Lindsay shook all over with her orgasm and Robert was hard as steel.

"Yes, in my purse right here," Lindsay brought it to me with a look of brazen lust on her face.

"Alright, Lindsay, bend over again and spread your cheeks. Robert, I want you to lube up Lindsay's butt and slide your dick into it. I do not want you to focus on anything but fucking her ass, no matter what. Is that clear?" I instructed Robert, who smiled now with surprise.

Lindsay moved her hips with obvious enjoyment, even if it clearly hurt just a little in spite of the lube. It was obvious that she welcomed the intruder into her booty.

"I wouldn't grin too much, Robert. You owe me your ass. Time to pay up," I announced as I prepared his butt for my own dick.

Robert turned a little pale as he realized that he truly would have to follow through on his lost wager, not that he wasn't a bit hard and presumably aware of that distinct possibility from having put it at risk. Even so, he didn't resist and his cock stayed just as hard as before, though the fact that it was buried inside Lindsay's bottom obviously had more than a little to do with that. A strictly straight guy, however, might well have gotten so terrified that he could have gone limp, though maybe not while fucking his wife's sexy ass. In any case, it was tough luck for him. I had won his ass in a game of poker, and it was time to collect.

Predictably, the harder I pushed inside Robert, the harder he reamed Lindsay, but she didn't complain in the slightest. In fact, given how she bucked her hips every time that he thrust further up her butt, I would say that she was rather aroused by not only her husband's steely rod inside her asshole, but also the knowledge that I sodomized him just as much as he did her. We were a train now, with me as the caboose and Lindsay as the locomotive.

I was soon too far gone to stop myself even if I wished. Robert's ass was remarkably tight and hot, his enthusiasm grew with each stroke, and his wife's delightful hips excited the both of us considerably. Her moans of absolute ecstasy and squirms of painful pleasure, clearly indications of her masochistic and submissive side, simply stiffened our ... resolve.

At last, however, Lindsay really let go with a hell of a climax, moans becoming worthy of a porn star as her entire body shivered and her limbs grew taut for a moment. Robert could no longer hold it in, due to having his wife react so favorably to his cock and his first experience of a dick up the butt, reaching to his prostate to apparently rub it the right way. He jerked, twitched, and shot his second load of cum for the night, this deep inside Lindsay's once cherry ass. At that, I unloaded as well, emptying my balls into Robert's now used bunghole. Both had started out with virgin assholes that night, but neither had them anymore.

"Damn, that was the best sex I've ever had!" Lindsay blurted, kissing each of us men hard on the mouth.

"I wouldn't go that far myself, but it was a hell of a first time fucking another man's ass!" I grinned as I slipped her some tongue.

"Well, I would go that far, though granted I've never had the other kind of threesome yet," Robert confessed, "it was incredible! I was so afraid to take your dick up there, but once I did, it only made the first time in Lindsay's ass even better."

"Yet ... good way to put it. I owe you big for that one, honey. You made a major fantasy, a couple of them actually, come true tonight. I definitely owe you fulfillment of the classic male fantasy of two women at once, having our way with you. You took a cock up your ass and in your mouth for me. You swallowed another man's cum for me. Well, for yourself, too, I could tell. You enjoyed it, too ... but, still ... damn, you had to have known on some level that I would enjoy this.

"And you, Isaac ... Jesus ... wow. You're so damn sexy. You're clearly not gay, either, just more comfortable with your sexuality and all that. Do I get a turn at your cock in my ass, too? God, I hope so! You still own it for the rest of the night. There is certainly the lube for it already deposited by my dear hubby, no less," Lindsay invited me while fondling my own buns.

"I'll hold you to that," Robert warned his wife.

"Any excuse to be held, especially by you, honey," Lindsay answered playfully.

"I'd say to get a room, but then I couldn't resist joining you there," I teased them both.

"True, and we already have a room ... yours," she winked at me.

Robert didn't take long to give Lindsay a taste of her own medicine, caressing her bottom as well, much to her obvious delight. When I placed my hands on her booty, too, Lindsay smiled and turned around to kiss him fully on the lips while I groped her ass. It wasn't long before Robert went behind me and spread my cheeks to rub his semi-soft dick between them now. That definitely got me excited, though I still needed to recover after cumming twice already in one night.

"As much fun as this is, I need to eat a bite and I think that so could you guys. We've already had some Jameson as it is, so none of us are in any condition to drive. Your asses are mine, anyway, for the night, so you're spending it with me. No arguments. That's an order from your temporary Dom," I instructed the couple, "we're gonna order some pizza, aren't we now? What are your favorite toppings? My treat."

"But you're poorer than us! Let us treat you," Robert begged me.

"I agree with hubby. You pick the toppings. We pay. You paid for the liquor and this is your place, so you provided the roof under which we will sleep.

"I have a surprise for you, boys and girls. I only seem poor. Robert, haven't you noticed that I haven't touched the stock market for a while now? Haven't you thought that strange?" I smiled at him.

"I just thought that you were too poor," Robert stammered with confusion.

"Uncle Moshe left me this complex in his will. I just chose the cheapest apartment because I didn't need much and it was his personal apartment. I carried on the family tradition. He and I understood each other, unlike Mom and Dad, who just didn't get why he wasn't kosher and didn't go to temple on Shabbat. He was actually a millionaire or so. Worth roughly 69 million when he died. Total shock to Mom and Dad when they learned that the entire damn thing went to me and how much it turned out to be. I chose to invest in real-estate like Uncle Moshe and I've done pretty damn well for myself. So, while I do appreciate the gesture, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, I do not need to have my slaves pay for the pizza tonight. Meaty Triplet?" I shocked the couple with the news that I was filthy rich and then proposed a pizza specialty smothered in Canadian bacon, sausage, and pepperoni.

"You've not kosher, either, that's for sure," Lindsay teased me, pouring each of us a Jameson with Dr. Pepper.

"Hell, no, missy. I'm a sick bastard and a lousy Jew, but I own it freely and with style," I chuckled.

"Well, here's to sick bastards, because I've never had better sex, though I'm still hoping for that classic threesome someday, as long as Lindsay is in it," Robert grinned.

"Try and stop me, honey. Though if you don't mind, I think that I owe both men that threesome. You both made my fantasies come true tonight," Lindsay smiled and kissed us again as I ordered the pizza.

"Just for that, you have to go down on the pizza boy," I warned her, before I remembered, "sorry, forgot that I can only command your ass, not your mouth."

I felt a little sheepish until Lindsay shook her head and answered, "Forgive me for disputing your point, sir, but you still own our mouths from earlier. No one put a time limit on our oral duties, either, and even if they did, I'm more than ready to surrender my mouth to your will all over again. How about you, Robert?"

"I fully agree to all of that. My mouth is yours, too. Come to think of it, both of my holes are now yours and two out of three of Lindsay's, at least for the night. You won our mouths and butts fair and square at poker. They belong to you for the night. In fact, one could argue that due to a failure to stipulate a time limit, your rights to our mouths are permanent. I really enjoyed sucking you off and I knew that I would, just needed an excuse. Besides, this will teach me not to gamble so much ... maybe. Would you agree with that, honey?" Robert asked his wife's opinion while stroking himself and fondling her right cheek.

I now turned completely pale for a second. Did I just hear right? Had this man and wife more or less permanently offered me ownership of their mouths? Was I ready to claim the right to have them at my beck and call, to suck my dick whenever it pleased? Was I really prepared to have lifelong oral sex rights to this married couple? How much responsibility would that bring and what else might that entail?

"You're serious?" I asked for clarity.

"As the heart attack that I nearly gave you just now. I think that at least this once, I speak for Robert and me alike when I say that we've never had more fun than serving you orally and anally. In fact, if I thought that Robert would be cool with it, I'd surrender my ass to you as well," Lindsay confessed with a passionate French kiss for each of us.

"You did for the night, but that's different than from the rest of your life. Trust me, when I'm up to it again, your ass will be mine and I will plunder it to my heart's content. That fine booty of yours is calling my name. Anyway, I concede your point. Your mouths are now mine. In which case, you will suck off the pizza guy when he shows up as an extra tip, as I said before. If it's a girl, you'll eat her pussy without any complaints. Only stop if the delivery guy or gal insists," I ordered Lindsay, adding, "actually, both of you can do it. The only difference is that Robert must rim the delivery guy or gal, while you, my dear, get to either suck a cock or eat a pussy. Oh, and a little ball-sucking and taint licking won't hurt, either."

"Very well, but if I had my way, as I still hope to do, you'll claim my ass and my wife's before you know it," Robert really floored with the honest declaration prompted by a bit more whiskey.

"Permanently?" I wanted to be clear about this.

"Oh, hubby and I are very much in sync now ... I love how he thinks, and I do think that he means a complete and lasting submission ... yielding our asses to you for life. If he means that, as I hope and believe, then he and I are even more compatible than I thought. We're both bottom bitches after all ... butt-sluts for our man. See why I love him so much? How about it?" Lindsay kept up the pressure by seconding her husband's motion.

"So, you want me to own your asses as well as your mouths ... I hope that you realize what a serious commitment this is. This is a long-term, polyamorous, D/s relationship, a ménage a trois between a top and two bottoms. Some people would use an uglier term for this, label you a sissy or a cuckold or a fag, Robert. They would label me a Bull ... and Lindsay a Hot Wife ... you and I know better. This would be a real poly, bisexual relationship, nor would it be exclusive to us, as noted. As least not for oral and anal. You're husband and wife, however. You have some control over this situation. Even with the anal deal, you could still opt to keep me out of your wife's pussy, Robert. That's entirely up to you," I explained while emptying my tumbler.

"Oh, well, in for a penny, in for a pound," Robert said, "I don't think that Lindsay would like me hoarding her sweet pussy for myself. I've already treated her as a possession once tonight."

"Yes, and that excited me. This does, too. But you're right, I wouldn't appreciate you excluding Isaac from my cunt. I take it that you won't, then. I want to belong to you ... and to Isaac. I want to serve both of my men. It is different with him, though. He's so much more dominant and aggressive than either of us. He already owns your mouth and we're turning over our asses as well, if he will accept. Why not surrender your claim to my pussy? I doubt that he would deprive you, would you? From the sound of it, you'll get some strange yourself, too," Lindsay encouraged her husband's newly discovered leanings.

"I agree ... Lindsay's pussy can belong to you if she wishes," Robert stammered, his cock now very hard again at the prospect of his wife's pussy being mine.

"No, if you wish, honey. If you're fine with it. This is your pussy, but I would be so pleased with you if you turned it over to him," Lindsay admitted to her husband.

"I will never deprive you of anything, lovers. Neither of you. If you're both serious about this ... I accept, but just bear in mind that your lives will change forever," I declared.

"I'm up for it. I'm already your bitch. Why not submit totally?" Robert grinned.

"Me, too. Like Robert, I'm your slut. Mouth, pussy, ass, it all belongs to you. For life. Congratulations, you now have two fuck toys, Sir," Lindsay sweetly informed me.

"Plus my cock and balls. The whole thing. It's all yours," Robert surprised me.

"Alright, then. I'm somewhat harder again now, but I still need to rest my dick for now. So, both of you had better entertain me while I recover enough to fuck you. I want you to really gratify the pizza guy or gal. Are we clear?" I commanded the couple who had apparently decided that they wanted more of belonging to me beyond what I had won from them.

"I aim to please, Isaac, or should I say, Sir?" Robert told me, correctling his use of my Hebrew name.

"Whatever You wish, Master," Lindsay stunned me by being even more bluntly submissive now.

Luckily, right then, the doorbell rang and I answered it to pay for the pizza ... person. At first, I just wasn't sure of his/her sex, of course. That lasted all of about thirty seconds, because regardless of his/her sex, the pizza person was androgynously sexy in a way that only a bisexual person can truly understand. I love men and women, both ... so someone that could be either ... not an issue.

"So ... Dana, lovely name. Name of the Goddess of ancient Ireland. Did you know that? Would you mind an extra tip, plus the money? You'd have to stick around a little bit for it," I asked, slipping my hand down the front of Dana's pants ... unsure of what I would find, but ready and eager for whatever it was.

Until I encountered a little raised surface and smelled a very strong, yet pleasant scent ... followed by a little nub ... Dana's response as she ... yes, it had to be she, felt the thrill of my touch. Dana had the right equipment, alright. Flat-chested, perhaps, but Dana was undeniably female.

I planted a kiss directly on Dana'a eager lips and she kissed me back, after which I gestured for my new playthings to help me out. Robert found the opening for Dana's pants, in the back of all places. He hesitantly slipped his hand inside and found definite proof that Dana went commando. Lindsay applied her fingers to the waistband and together we pulled her pants down to her ankles.

"So, Dana ... you've got a certain understated sexy side ... a naughty side ... very girly in spite of yourself. You're clearly not gay, because you didn't flinch when I touched you. How does it feel to have two guys and another gal caress your body?" I now raised her shirt to find breasts after all, just bound tightly, but real A cup breasts, soft, with no sag at all. Sure, they were smaller, but lovely in their own right.

"Unbind her tits, Lindsay," I instructed my new, married slut.

Lindsay was only too happy to unbind Dana's tits and let them show their full beauty. They were lovely, too. Her brown skin was so smooth and soft, as I put her tits in my mouth for a second to suck them. I could see Dana drooling and begging me with her eyes. She needed to be initiated into the night's festivities, too. I placed my hardening cock between her small, but perky tits, rubbing it in the cavity between them, much to her delight.

"Lindsay, part Dana's cheeks and rim her ass. Robert, eat her pussy and try to really work on her clit. Dana, we're gonna have our way with you. If you get in trouble with the boss, I'll find work for you with me. I own this apartment complex, you see. I can find a spot for you," I told her.

"Can I ... move in with you? I'll be the best slut ever!" Dana promised, her eyes pleading with me and tearing at my heart strings.

"Sure, sweetie, but actually, I want Lindsay and Robert living with us, too. You want to fuck and be fucked by them, too, don't you?" I asked Dana.

"Yes, please," Dana reacted with pleasure as Lindsay started rimming her and Robert went to town on her pussy.

"Come on, Dana. Suck my dick. Suck it hard, while Robert eats you out and Lindsay rims your ass. I'm going to bugger her tonight, and if you've very lucky, I'll take your ass before morning, too. Would you like that, Dana?" I urged her as she eagerly began sucking my cock and playing with my balls.

"Yes ... please," Dana begged for it.

"That's a girl," I told her, bringing a smile to her face ... until she moaned from Robert's licks to her pussy and fingers to her clit, plus Lindsay's tongue in her butt-crack.

It wasn't much longer before Dana had goose bumps on her flesh and I saw her breaking free from whatever possessed her to make her gender unclear. She was unquestionably female now ... very girly in her own way, even with the pixie haircut that could have been a twink's, too. I wasn't ready to lose this load, however. It had Lindsay's name on it already, as far I was concerned, so I pulled out after a bit of edging from Dana's hot mouth.

"I'll have to take a rain check on cumming down your throat yet. Robert, fuck Dana while I pound your wife's ass. Dana, you're not a sex slave like these two, so you get the choice. Which hole?" I asked her with a grin.

"Why can't I be a sex slave? I want to be one!" Dana surprised me by complaining.

"You do?" I expressed surprised.

"Yes, please ... Master," Dana begged me, "make me your slut, too. Tell Robert which hole to fuck. I'll take it in any hole with pleasure."

"Very well, then. Robert, fuck her pussy this time. Bareback. I want you to cum in her hole and give her plenty of seed. Who knows, you might put a bun in her oven," I grinned at them.

Robert smiled widely as he slipped his cock into Dana's pussy, tip first ... and then more and more, by the inch. Once he was fully inside her, he began actively pounding her cunt and she reacted immediately, moving her hips with evident enjoyment. While he was deep inside the pizza delivery girl, I moved behind Lindsay, added just a little cooking oil for lube, and eased my way into her booty.

The response was electrifying, especially as Lindsay had resumed rimming Dana while I pounded her and Robert was balls deep inside Dana from the front. The deeper I probed Lindsay's ass, the more she licked Dana's and the more Dana used her hips as Robert fucked her standing up. The sight of this was extremely thrilling, too, as I saw Lindsay tonguing Dana and I kept ramming her bottom. The way that Robert began kissing Dana as they fucked was thrilling as well. We were quite the train in our own way, and we were all enjoying it very much.

Lindsay, for her part, really seemed to get into licking Dana while I rammed her tush, plundering her booty with my hard cock, which now strained and leaked its precum into her ass. It was hard not to feel that excited, after so much fun and games and the exciting friction and heat of her asshole on my dick. She really had that terrific of a butt, though it also excited me to get Robert's sloppy seconds from when he came in her bowels. When that happened, Lindsay shook all over and I could tell that she was quivering with her orgasm. In so doing, she had slightly inched her tongue into Dana's sphincter and that drove Dana past the point of no return. Dana squirmed and gushed on Robert's cock, much to our surprise, including hers, and he flooded her pussy with his cum. Finally, I felt my own cock and balls twitch a tad, and then my own spunk shot out into Lindsay's butt.

"May I lick her clean?" Dana begged me, prying Lindsay's cheeks apart.

"Go right ahead, slut," I grinned as the pizza girl went after Lindsay's ass and orally cleaned it of Robert's and my loads.

Lindsay, meanwhile, grabbed both Robert's dick and mine to begin sucking them clean as well. This gave her a decent taste of Dana's pussy juice from her husband's cock and her own ass from mine. This continued for a little bit, but our lust was petering out, if you'll pardon the pun. We were all sated and hungry ... still, it was a kind of aftercare and showed how much Lindsay and Dana really wanted to serve me. When the two ladies rose to exchange a sizzling hot French kiss, I knew that I would have to get a third wind (second wind was what I just had) ... these two ladies had more than earned. Robert would have to do his part, too, but I suspected that he wouldn't mind.

"So, pizza time, I would say. As your new Master, Dana, I command you to eat with us and quit your job tomorrow if they haven't already fired you for being late getting back. You won't be leaving this apartment tonight, I can tell you that. I plan to tap that ass, too. Yours, I mean. Not to mention your pussy and Lindsay's, neither of which I've fucked yet. So, the three of you want to be my sex slaves, do you? Very flattering to me, I admit.

"Just realize this ... I like you all. I can already see that and so can you. This is about our pleasure together. Yours as well as mine. Yes, I am the boss, but no true BDSM relationship relies entirely on the will of the dominant partner or partners. In the end, it's a matter of consent. We're in this because it excites, thrills, pleases, and satisfies us. If any of you ever feel differently, be honest with you and I will accept your choice. Naturally, I hope that you continue to love this, but I won't lose sleep if you tire of it.

"Dana, you're what, 18, 19?" I asked her, as I saw her looking thirstily at my Jameson.

"20, but close enough. Can I drink anyway?" Dana pleaded.

"Dana, we're in Louisiana. 18 is the drinking age here," I grinned at her.

"Thank you, sir! What's your poison, so I can mix it up for you? I hate it when Mom makes me do that for her nasty boyfriends and her, but I'll gladly do it for you," Dana confessed.

"Dana, I like Jameson and Dr. Pepper," I told her with another smile.

"Coming up. Four highballs?" she asked me.

"Yes, very much," I smiled at Dana as well as Lindsay and Robert.

"I love highballs, big balls, hairy balls... ," Lindsay snickered while playing with my balls ... coincidence, I think not.

"Sweaty balls? They're great, too. My mother's boyfriends all make me suck them off and I love it. They're rotten boyfriends, so she gets jealous and forces me to dress like a guy to fool any new boyfriends. Come to think of it, she's a rotten girlfriend herself, since she keeps several men on a string and plays each of them while getting jealous if they put moves on me. Not that it stops them, especially after they catch her cheating on them.

"Can I keep sucking and fucking my mother's boyfriends? They're often jerks, but they fuck well. Lindsay can do, too, if you wish," Dana offered, "it didn't stop the last one when they thought that I was a twink, They just wanted me for a twink and fucked my mouth, never finding out that I'm a girl. They must have been bi, much like you."

"Guilty as charged. I'll make you a deal. If Robert and I can fuck your mom, too, you can keep fucking and sucking her boyfriends. This will make it up to the bastards, to the extent that they deserve it, which isn't much. I love the sexy thrill of putting one or two over on a woman like that. Maybe Lindsay can even try her out," I grinned at her.

"I'm submissive to you, but I'll make that bitch crawl and suck my strap-on. Which I don't have yet, but I will. Then I'll fuck her ass and pussy with it and paddle her bottom until she wails," Lindsay laughed.

"As long as I get a turn. I want Mama's tits heaving over my face while I suck them and pound her pussy from below. We should DP her, Sapphic style. Or she could do that while I ram her ass. I love it. Sooner or later, Mom will be ready to cream herself whenever we touch her and she'll do whatever we ask of her. She left Dad but she won't leave us. Mind if I seduce Daddy, too?" Dana asked me.

"Honey, you just go right ahead and fuck your father and anyone else that appeals to you. Even your boss if you wish to keep working for him. I changed my mind. You should beg to keep your job, suck his cock, and God knows what else. Lindsay can join right in, too. Which side gave you the wonderful complexion, by the way?" I asked Dana.

"Daddy. He's a Mexican by birth, but has stayed in the country for years. Oh, and the boss is a woman. I'll be happy to eat her out, though, to keep my job, and encourage her to fuck you. Mom still fucks him whenever he drops off the alimony, by the way. She says that it's a way to screw him twice in the same visit. Sometimes, she calls him up when she's fighting with her boyfriends and uses him as a booty call. He's remarried, but he can't resist. His wife is yummy, too. You guys might want to fuck her as well. I think that she's aware of it, because she often jokes about Mom being Daddy's girlfriend as well as his ex-wife," Dana admitted, "I think that she'd be cool with me fucking him."

"So, the plot thickens. Plans, plans, and more plans. A real porn script of bed-hopping, workplace sex, bisexuality, voyeurism, incest, and bondage. Delicious, just like this pizza," I said as I put a piece of my slice of pizza in each woman's mouth, "but you three are mine first. Don't forget. Fuck the others if you wish, but you belong to me. Is that clear? You're my sluts first, all three of you. Soon, you'll have the tramp stamps to prove it, even Robert," I made it clear to my new fuck toys.

"Master, your wish is my command," Lindsay told me with a kiss while she played footsie with me and Dana started sucking my ear.

"My sentiments exactly," Robert added with a wink, his own cock stiffening just as mine did.

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