Chapter 15

After the national trials I took some time off from swimming that summer and made sure that I spent plenty of time with the women in my life. We spent time as couples and all together. We even took some trips with Mom and Cathy.

All too soon summer came to a close and it was time for school to start again.

Unlike a lot of my peers who planned to coast through senior year I had a full slate of AP classes on my agenda to get a head start at university next year. I also need to continue to train, working on my other strokes, to increase my odds of making the national team for international competitions.

Sarah and Lisa were also taking a full load and we were in many of the same classes. But Lisa was doing an internship in the afternoons with the jeweler I had found and used to make the creations I had given the women in my life. Lisa had always been rather good in art but hadn’t wanted to pursue a career as an artist. However, making jewelry seemed to appeal to her and she quickly found she had a knack for it.

And so the month of September rolled around and we fell back into the routines we had grown all too comfortable following.

September also brought my birthday, my eighteenth birthday. While it meant I could vote it wasn’t an election year and so it seemed a bit anticlimactic. At sixteen I had been able to drive and at seventeen I had reveled in having a slave and two girlfriends. But this year seemed a little of a letdown.

Sure, all my friends at school were happy for me and Mom made plans for us to go out to dinner. And it was at dinner that my birthday got more interesting.

I was at the pool when I got the text to meet everyone at the restaurant. Jennifer texted me the address when I was showered and shaved. I climbed into my truck and entered the address into my maps app. I was a little surprised when it said I had a thirty-minute drive out into the county.

But I settled in with a bottle of water and turned up the radio and enjoyed the drive. I was even more confused when I got there as it appeared that this was just a farm house and the only lights were on at the barn, which was lit up quite brightly.

There were a few cars out front, and I saw Jennifer’s and Mom’s car parked there, so I pulled in between them.

There was a lighted footpath to a non-descript door so I followed it over. As I approached the door, it opened, and a woman wearing a slave collar, thigh high latex boots with an impossibly high heel, and some interesting piercings stood just inside.

“Master James,” she greeted me demurely, “welcome to Madam Alexandra’s Dining Room.”

Once I was inside the entry room, she closed and secured the door with a sliding bolt. I was a little nervous at that but she just smiled demurely at me and stepped to the side. “Your table is ready and your guests have all been shown to their places as per the instructions we received. Please follow me.”

She turned and walked down a short hallway and I was so distracted by the way her hips moved as she walked that she was several steps ahead of me before I realized I needed to move.

“I do hope you find everything to your satisfaction,” she continued not acknowledging that I had been ogling her, “and may I also wish Master James a very happy birthday. Do let us know if there is anything we can do to heighten your enjoyment of this evening.”

With that final pronouncement and a teasing grin she opened the door and waved me in. I took a couple of steps forward into the room and the hostess seemed to rub her pierced nipples against my arms as I passed.

I was too distracted by her teasing that it took me a few moments to realize the room was an erotic fantasy come to life.

On the table, covered in food, adornments and decorations, was Jennifer. She was laying on her back in the middle of the table and her hands were pulled above her head and tightly bound to eye bolts on each corner of the table. Similarly, her feet were tied together and soft ropes around her thighs pulled her legs open and were bound to the sides of the table.

A wooden block under her ass tilted her pelvis up and I could see that she had a large plug in her ass, and there was an arrangement of fruit and flowers in a vase which was seated within her pussy, stretching it in a way that appeared rather uncomfortable.

Ropes also ran across her body holding her tightly to the table, with one over her hips, one just below her breasts and one just above her breasts. The last two were arranged in such a way as to squeeze her breasts between them.

Each of her nipples had a small clip attached to it which held a small candle, much like old Christmas trees would have had candles attached to the branches. There appeared to be a custom job and the candles were lit and I watched as her breathing dislodged a drop of wax to fall onto her breasts which caused her to gasp.

Jennifer’s body was decorated with food and sauces. Between her breasts was a pile of whipped cream and strawberries, with drizzles of chocolate. A tray of sauces sat on her stomach, apparently held there with a tight strap around her waist.

Of course, she was blindfolded and there was what appeared to be a penis gag in her mouth. Even her hair was pulled tight and secured via rope to the top of the table. There were four chairs around the table, Mom and Cathy sat on either side of the table just below where Jennifer’s knees were tied to the table, and Lisa and Sarah were sitting just at Jennifer’s shoulders.

There was one Final chair at the head of the table which was clearly meant for me. As I took my seat I noticed a remote control device just to my right. There were four controllers and each had a label including anal, vaginal, clit, and shock.

I realized the hostess had followed me to my seat. She took my napkin and placed it in my lap, making sure she got a good feel of my erection, even going so far as to try and shift it. I grabbed her hand and lifted it, “Not without permission,” I chastised her.

She smiled unapologetically and then shared the specials of the day and introduced our two servers for the evening.

Almost immediately, two women dressed in harem outfits entered the room and started the table service. While they filled water glasses I turned to Sarah, “Well this is certainly shaping up to be an interesting evening,” I said.

“Indeed, it is, Sir,” she replied, “I only wish it was me on the table.”

“I suspect I could make that happen,” I answered and watched as simultaneously Jennifer tried to shake her head and Sarah shuddered with pleasure.

Before the conversation could continue one of the serving girls knelt beside me to take my order. I was impressed with the way she went from standing and taking Lisa’s order to kneeling beside me. It was clearly a well-practiced move as she remained perfectly upright as she moved, her posture near perfect.

Once we had all ordered, Mom and Aunt Cathy came down to my end of the table to give me a hug and wish me happy birthday.

“I’m jealous of Jennifer,” Aunt Cathy whispered in my ear, “just seeing her bound there and knowing she is going to get fucked good this evening has even me wet.”

And with that saucy greeting they returned to their seats and the appetizers were brought out.

Dinner was an interesting affair. It was clear that the women at the table were all a little jealous of Jennifer and the treatment she was getting. The meal itself was meant to torment Jennifer as the dips and sauces we were supposed to use with our appetizers were on her body so we were constantly touching her and reaching over her to get to what we wanted.

And when I started fiddling with the remotes that controlled the vibrators inside her Jennifer couldn’t hold still. It made for interesting entertainment during dinner, watching her writhe and squirm, and using the remote to keep her right on the edge.

When it looked like she was getting too close and her movements got more violent, I tapped the button labeled shock. The results were shocking if you pardon the pun. Suddenly, it was like every muscle in her body spasmed for a second with her back arching up off the table.

And then she collapsed and started gasping for air around the penis gag in her mouth. I took pity on her and released the gag, pulling it from her mouth. After getting a few gasps and deep breaths she looked up at me, “Thank you, Master! That was incredible.”

It seems that my efforts to stop her impending orgasm had only served to trigger a massive orgasm.

After that we all ate some strawberries and whipped cream and Sarah and Lisa made sure to remove the nipple clamps and spread plenty of whipped cream on her nipples so that I just had to lick them clean.

They also seemed to enjoy pulling of the wax from the outer portions of her breasts and treating the red skin beneath with ice cubes.

The serving girls showed me that I could release Jennifer’s legs from the table, lower the bottom of the table and step up to get access to her now dripping cunt. I slowly pulled out the vase that had held the fruit and flowers and slipped my cock into her.

She was so hot and so wet it felt like I was sinking into a pot of warm gel. I gave a few strokes and smacked her clit, she was instantly cumming again.

She was so wet and so stretched from the vase that I wasn’t getting the friction that I wanted so I lifted her legs a bit further and slipped my cock into her ass. There was so much lubrication on my cock, that had dripped down from her pussy, that my entry was quite easy.

Once fully seated in her ass, I could feel the ongoing spasmodic contractions of her orgasms as they continued unabated. Lisa and Sarah continued to play with her nipples, kissing and then nibbling on them, while Cathy and Mom had taken the head of the table and were caressing her arms and face, telling her that she was so lucky to have such a memorable experience.

The whole erotic nature of the dinner had taken its toll on me as well and in just a few minutes of fucking Jennifer’s ass I was filling it with my cum.

As I slipped out a serving girl stepped up with a warm wash cloth and began to clean Jennifer while another began to release her from her bondage.

Lisa stepped up to me with her own washcloth and made sure my cock was well cleaned and giving it a soft kiss before helping me redress.

We all had to help Jennifer up and once she was generally clean, we helped her into a thick robe and some slippers and we departed for home. Sarah drove my truck and I sat with Jennifer just holding her and providing after care to her.

She cuddled close to me and occasionally a shudder would run through her body as it continued to recover from the intense experience of the evening. She was clearly exhausted by the events, though and despite kissing me and telling me over and over how much she loved me and loved the evening I noticed her eyes drooping. By the time we got home she was sound asleep and I carried her into the house and deposited her on the bed. I removed her robe and tucked her into the bed.

Sarah and Lisa were standing at the door, they were naked and they each took one of my arms and steered me to their room. Once there they undressed me and spent the next several hours worshiping every inch of my body. I have to admit that I hadn’t really considered a rim job and toe sucking very sexy but by the time morning rolled around and we were still going at it I would need to reconsider my position on this.

Fortunately, the next day was a teacher work day and none of us had to get to school. I needed to get to the pool in the afternoon but after watching the sun come up as I pumped a final load of cum into Sarah I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep between them.

The other event that happened that fall was the purchase of a house near the university we planned to attend. We had made a couple of trips to look at different properties and finally settled on an older home that we were going to have remodeled.

I hadn’t cared all that much so long as it was reasonably close to campus and the pool where I would be training. The property was an easy walk from campus and an even easier bike ride. But the women wanted to have their say and spent hours and hours on the plans.

We took a trip over just before Christmas to look at the progress on the construction. It was the first time that I had the chance to see what the women had planned.

As I walked through the house I could see that there were two master bedrooms being planned, each with their own en-suite bathroom. I also found the offices that Jennifer, Sarah and Lisa had planned.

What I couldn’t find was my office. Where was I to study and work? When I tracked down Jennifer, I asked her where my room was.

“Why the whole house is yours. You can sleep in either of the two Master’s bedrooms depending on whether you want to stay with me or Sarah that night.”

“But where am I supposed to study and set up my computer and keep my notes?”

Jennifer got a puzzled look on her face and then you could see the blood drain from her face. She dropped to her knees and grabbed my ankle, “Oh shit!” she exclaimed, “I just thought you would use whatever space you wanted. I will work with the contractor and get you an office. Please forgive me!”