Chapter 9

Carly and I had been quite busy that wild, drunken night, as between naps, we screwed in virtually every position conceivable. This was a fitting choice of words, given our intention to get her pregnant by me. The saucy brunette knew just how to keep me eager to bone her, too, as we coupled all night long and fell asleep sometime around dawn in each other’s arms for a few hours straight at last.

“Wake up, stud. You, too, cutie. You guys fell asleep on the sofa in your own cum, I see. Nice work on the horizontal mambo, folks. I love the smell of sweat and sex, but you’ll both probably feel better and cleaner if you shower. Especially right before breakfast, which Armin and I are making together. By the way, he was great in bed, but I am still very eager to sample you. How was he, Sis?” Natalie announced her presence.

“Sis, he was so much fun! He was delicious! I love him! I want more of him!” Carly told her as we got up and prepared to shower.

“Well, it’s eight hours into the twenty-four, so you have sixteen hours left of serving Donald. I dare say that you’ll have a lot more fun in that time,” Natalie laughed as she copped a feel of my ass on the way to the shower.

“Sis, I saw that, and if I were a jealous girl, I’d say something else,” Carly said, before running her hand over my groin.

“I saw that, too. Now, you guys clean up and join us, please, because we have one hell of a breakfast planned. Then we can perhaps relate some of our experiences from last night and any thoughts that we have about our experiment, if that’s okay with you, my dear stud. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a handsome sex slave downstairs in the kitchen and he’s likely to start missing me,” Natalie winked at us as we prepared to shower.

“I think that she’s very fond of you, Master. I can’t blame her. I’m even more attached to you, but then I’ve slept with you. I can only imagine how she’ll feel when she’s had a taste of what she craves, namely your body. Mind you, I’m sure that Armin is nice in bed, but she’s not as dominant or aggressive as she lets on. I know my sister. She might like to boss a man around now and then, but she also needs a man to take her, good and hard. Especially from behind. It’s part of why she enjoys Giovanni and Trent, both of them. Giovanni is a more aggressive, dominant guy, while Trent is more passive and submissive. Both of them turn her on, I think,” Carly explained to me as we washed each other off and felt each other up, too.

“So, my appeal is more like Giovanni’s for her and Armin’s is more like Trent’s. You like having it with Trent, I take it. Would you enjoy Armin as well?” I asked her out of curiosity.

“Yes, for sure. It’s a nice break now and then to have a man who worships me, but it’s not something for 24/7. I’m not like that. Hell, not even Sherry is like that, I can tell. One can only be a goddess for a short, wonderful time. The rest of the time, I want to be used, ravaged, taken, that sort of thing, by a man who knows how to make it pleasurable for me. Giovanni does, but so do you. If Trent or Armin or Sanjay tried it, I think that I’d be too busy laughing to enjoy it, as it would be so absurd. I don’t buy them as dominant, not in the least,” Carly admitted to me while kissing my neck and fondling my butt in the shower.

“Well, now, it has occurred to me that, provided that you don’t get jealous of me and my others, I would want a more permanent deal with you. Would you be opposed to a collaring or contract or something of that nature, where you signed on as my plaything for much longer, after this weekend, of course? Or is the jury still out on that?” I teased her a little, as she stroked my balls and I caressed her bottom.

“Theoretically, it’s undecided, but it’s looking better and better to me from my end of things. I only hoped that you would want more of what I had to offer. Glad that you do. In fact, if it’s not too forward, I hope to become Mrs. Donald Abramowitz someday, maybe soon. What do you think? I could be your slave-wife. A lot more fun than other wives.

“Your slave-wife wouldn’t object to your bachelor party, would probably find the kind of strippers for it that would turn tricks for extra pay. Hell, being rich, your slave-wife would pay that difference to get you some strange that night! Your slave-wife would invite her sister along for the wedding night and the honeymoon, so that you could take us both.

“Your slave-wife certainly wouldn’t complain about your other slaves, such as Rich and Brit. They’re our friends and I adore them, anyway. Your slave-wife would work with them to serve you even better,” Carly assured me, making it plain that she wanted marriage AND bondage to me ... for life.

“My slave-wife wouldn’t mind if my cock smelled of strange pussy or ass under my tux while we took our vows, would she?” I carried this even further, noticing how Carly sighed and squirmed as I helped her out of the shower and began drying her off.

“Oh, God, no! Hell, if you wished it, your slave-wife could be leaking loads of other men’s cum under her bridal gown, but only if you desired it. Your slave-wife would have other men if you permitted it, but never neglect hubby’s needs. She would also help you seduce those other men into bed as well, so you could fuck them in the ass while they fucked or licked her. Your slave-wife would do anything for you. Anything at all. She would worship the ground on which you stand and would kiss your feet for the pleasure and privilege of being yours. She would eat your cum out of another woman’s pussy or ass, or just plain eat another woman out if it pleased you ... Master,” Carly declared as she dried me off now.

“Wow, you really mean this stuff, don’t you? You really want to be my ‘slave-wife, ‘ as you put it, don’t you?” I asked her outright.

“Oh, God, yes! I would help enlist and recruit other slaves for you, too. Whomever and whatever and whenever and however you please. I would love to see you fuck my brother and sister as well, enslave them, make them yours. They would both so enjoy that life, I think. Natalie’s a switch, but you bring out the sub in her perfectly. Giovanni does it almost as good, and perhaps you wouldn’t mind if he married her or dated her or something. I think that she would love to serve both of you, but especially you, while other men served her,” Carly declared, perhaps too loudly, as we walked over to the dining room for breakfast.

“Wait, did you say that I’m a switch? Yes, I think so, too. I love to dominate men like Armin here and Trent over there, but when it comes to men like Donald or Giovanni, it’s true that I love to submit to them, have them use me for their own gratification. For now, though, let’s continue this discussion over breakfast,” Natalie said as she began serving us a wonderful breakfast of Eggs Benedict with hashbrowns, mouthing that she was glad that I wasn’t kosher, either.

“So, you were saying that you’re a switch?” Giovanni continued the topic, winking at Natalie.

“I am indeed, I think. I would love to submit regularly to you, to Donald, to Gustavo, to Sherry, to Devi, perhaps, if she wanted it, and maybe even to Rajiv. I would add Giorgio, but I’m not sure what he would do with a woman if he had her. No offense, he’s just strikingly gay. But, yes, I’m a switch, so I would also love to dominate Armin, Trent, Arnold, if he’d let me, Sanjay, Rich, Brittany, Becky, and yes, Carly, too. Yes, on a regular basis. I know that much from just the short time that I spent as a Domme last night.

“Perhaps with Becky, we can trade off the Domme/sub roles, perhaps the same with Devi and Sherry, too. I’m not sure about that. You three might well be switches. Not as sure about Carly. Maybe she might have some little bit of Domme in her, but it’s mostly sub with her, I think. Brittany is pure sub, I can tell,” Natalie clarified while licking her lips.

“Very much so and I love it. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I only hope that Gustavo enjoyed dominating me as much as I enjoyed submitting to him. Let’s just say that if I wasn’t pregnant before, I should be after what he did to me ... what we did together. He hasn’t even started on the kinkier stuff, but I’m sure that there is plenty of time for that. While I’m still very much Rich’s wife and Donald’s happy slave, I won’t object if Master lends me out again to Gustavo from time to time. He’s damn good in bed,” Brit confessed to all of us, making Gustavo grin a bit from ear to ear.

“Note that she didn’t say my name in terms of lending her out, and she’s right not to do so. I gave up the right to decide such things when I became Master’s plaything, too. Gladly. I have no say in who she serves, though Master has been very good not to deprive me of my conjugal rights to my wife, as she is still my wife. Of course, Master also loves to lend me out to Sherry, and that’s fun for sure.

“As for Giorgio, well, it’s an adjustment, but I definitely took it well, I think. It didn’t hurt that Giorgio has a very fine cock and he knows what to do with it, both in my mouth and my ass. One thing is sure ... my asshole is very well used to dick now. I love how much of a Top he is, I can tell you that. I’m such a bottom, but you can probably tell that,” Rich blushed a little as his cock stiffened again.

“It was a nice, yummy ass, I must say,” Giorgio grinned a bit.

“That’s how I feel about Brit’s bottom, frankly,” Gustavo agreed, “It’s very delectable.”

“Well, I enjoyed Sanjay, too. He was very good at bending over for me, nice and smooth, too, almost as sleek as a woman back there. I still don’t go for men, but it’s not a bad experiment and I don’t regret trying one at least for this 24 hour period. He certainly didn’t resist or do anything to cause me any trouble. He spread his cheeks enthusiastically and pushed his hips back at me whenever I wished it. I don’t know if I’ll do this again or not, but I definitely had fun with him. He also rimmed me a bit and I wouldn’t mind more of that, or of the way that he sucked my cock,” Giovanni announced, prompting Sherry to plant a very sweet kiss on both men.

“This lad is going to be so rewarded for this when I get the chance to do that for him. He’s been a very good boy. And thank you for being so sweet to him. I’ll be sure to thank you, properly, too. I am a switch, after all. As for me, Becky was quite enjoyable, too. She did a damn good job of pleasing me. I certainly had fun fucking her with a strap-on, just as I did eating her cunny and her arse, plus having her lick my fanny and bum, too. I wouldn’t mind being with her again in the future, given the chance. Maybe we can even flip roles next time and let her be in charge, in case she’s interested,” Sherry suggested, while Becky gazed at her with undisguised lust.

“Well, I had somewhat limited experience with lesbian sex in the past, but all of it had been pretty positive. I’m definitely bisexual, that much I’m sure. Sherry was, is, a very sexy woman with a rather juicy and sweet pussy, and don’t get me started on her ass! It’s quite delicious!” Becky confessed to all of us present while we ate.