Chapter 24

Mindy was so hot and bothered that her one mouth pretty much kept me just as worked up as the combined two mouthed effort of Cindy and Sue Ellen. She wasn’t mentioning Nicky’s name all the time just to rile me up anymore, but she sure was riling herself up too now!

My two resting cock slaves had streaks of cum here and there on their faces. It wasn’t like full-on facials, since a majority of my load had gone directly into their mouths, but it was still blatantly obvious, were anyone to look at their faces, especially all the cum (and saliva) that had drooled down their chins. Much more noticeable though were all the teary streaks down their cheeks. Had I not known those were tears of effort, I would have assumed they’d been sobbing uncontrollably.

I suggested they clean up, but neither of them were having it. So much for slaves who obey my commands!

Cindy told me, “Master, do we really have to? I think as long as we clean up before we get up to leave, it’ll be okay. After all, the only person whose seen us here so far has been Laura. Since we’ve come at an odd hour and sat way back here, it really is like we’ve been in alone in our private restaurant.”

Sue Ellen nodded, and said to Cindy, “Besides, I totally adore seeing all those sucking tears on your face. When I see that, it’s like I can see proof of how hard you struggled with his huge cock, and for so long! Great job! And when I feel the wetness on my own face, I’m reminded of my own tiring struggles. It makes me hot as blazes, thinking about how I slurped and sucked and stroked until I thought I’d have to ‘cry uncle, ‘ and all the while our master was sitting up above all cool and collected, sipping his root beer float and living the high life, enjoying the erotic buzz without having to make any effort whatsoever!”

A reasonable person might have been annoyed by being forced to do all that, but Cindy was almost dreamy and blissed out from Sue Ellen’s words. “Yeah! So great! Gaawwwd! The slave life is so fulfilling!”

“It is!” Sue Ellen emphatically agreed. “It keeps getting BETTER, every day!”

Cindy nodded. “And even as we sit here with our wet and cummy faces talking about what we did, we can hear the sounds of Mindy bobbing on him! It never ends. Or at least it should never end, if we all work together and trade off. And don’t get me started on how great you were with that deep throating. And Laura! Even as we knelt there in the darkness, exhausted from adoring and pleasuring his hot, throbbing cock-meat with every trick we knew, he was busy drawing yet another hottie into his sexy web!”

Sue Ellen’s face lit up. “Oh my God! I know! I just about up and died when he took her bra! That was awesome! Especially because I know how much that meant to her after she’s seen him do it to me. And he’s not done with her yet! I reckon the odds are good she’ll be down there with Mindy before we leave!”

The two of them giggled gaily and even high-fived each other. Then their conversation kept on going like that. Strangely, they essentially ignored me for a while, despite me supposedly being the master. I think they had a lot to catch up on about their shared experience, since they’d been resolutely silent nearly the whole time.

So one can see why it wasn’t exactly easy to get them to clean up. They were simply too enthusiastic for me to even get a word in edgewise!

Having cum on one’s face was almost certainly going too far, since that was such an easy thing to notice. But I was so damn horny that I didn’t put my foot down. Again, it was just like being totally baked out of my gourd. Seeing those few pearly streaks across their cheeks, chin, and noses, kept the pleasure buzzing. I told myself that the tears were much more obvious, and it would be easy to confuse the cum streaks with yet more tears. Plus, I also liked Cindy’s argument that the only person to come by would be Laura in any case, and we’d get cleaned up before we left the table.

Speaking of Laura, with my two slaves helping out, we soon finished off the root beer float and the cupcake. Laura must have been waiting in the wings somewhere, because she immediately came by and I replaced them with more!

Laura’s attitude was strangely different than when we last saw her, mere minutes ago. I could tell that she lusted after me in a big way already, and that remained obvious, but now her behavior was much more deferential towards me. It was “Sir” this and “Sir” that. I surmised that some of the things we’d discussed with her earlier had sunk in and she was already starting to think of herself as my “cock servant.”

And she was obviously having a difficult time doing her waitressing job without a bra on, but when she got to our table, she went from embarrassed to almost proud. When she served the new root beer float and cupcake, she leaned way over the table and lingered in that pose for an exceedingly long time. As she did so, she asked, “Sir, is the service under the table to your total satisfaction?”

“It is,” I replied.

“I see that your two slaves are resting. Is it just your wife down there?”

“Yes, just her.”

Cindy said rather smugly, “That could be you joining her, right now, if only you didn’t have a boyfriend.”

Laura stared at the table wide-eyed, as if she had X-ray vision and could see exactly what Mindy was doing. She didn’t reply, but it was clear she was thinking intently. After a long pause, she nodded and hurried off back to where she came.

I sighed, and said, “Cindy, don’t you think you were being a little harsh on her?”

“Not really. I thought I was helping her by reminding her of the facts.” Cindy frowned. “That is ... unless you don’t want to make her your first cock servant?”

“Hold on,” I complained. “What is this whole ‘cock servant’ thing everyone is mentioning all of a sudden? And I thought you were supposed to be the reasonable one. I’ve never heard of that until today!”

Mindy sighed with annoyance from under the table. She pulled my erection of her mouth, but kept on jacking me off as she spoke. “Daniel, don’t play dumb. You and I actually have talked about this before, and not that long ago. I’ve recommended we have three categories of sexual domination. First, the women you simply take a fancy to and have a hankering to fuck or otherwise play with. They wouldn’t have any special title since they’re just opportunity fucks and one night stands and the like. Then, the best and most worthy of them, the ones you keep coming back to and want to fuck n’ suck on a regular basis, those are your cock servants. Only the very best of those get to be your full-fledged cock slaves. Remember?”

I’d talked to my wife in the normal way for so many years that it was particularly odd talking to her like she was a disembodied voice.

I replied, “I do remember. But that was just some random cucquean inspired musing of yours from weeks ago.”

“Well, it’s gone from musing an idea to real as a heart attack today, babe. And I, for one, absolutely fucking LOVE IT!” With that, she engulfed my cockhead all over again and bobbed on it with even greater vigor.

I shook my head in disbelief.

Cindy saw my dismay, and said, “Master, you’re the master. You don’t have to do something just because Mindy says so. She’s your slave-wife now. But I have to agree with her that ‘cock servant’ does seem to be a good fit for Laura.”

She looked around to double-check that Laura wasn’t in the room. Then she lowered her voice to say, “I take it you don’t want her as a cock slave. I get that. She’s beautiful, but not a perfect ten, and you’re stretched thin already. But you’re up to your neck in dominating her already, and you can’t really back out now. This provides you with a kind of halfway status for her.”

Sue Ellen chimed in, “And remember, you’ve made it clear that she can only see you and serve you when you come to this restaurant. So y’all don’t have to worry at all about her becoming too clingy.”

I sighed. “I know. But it’s not fair to her. If a woman sincerely wants to go all in with the slave life, that’s one thing. But it would be mean to keep her from having a boyfriend just so she could suck my cock under the table from time to time!”

Cindy said, “That’s what YOU think. But what matters is what she wants. Nobody’s forcing her to do anything. If she’s not happy, she’ll just get a new boyfriend and move on. Don’t think you know the future already. Let events play out. I’ll bet you’ll be pleasantly surprised.”

I sighed. “I’m not even sure what the ‘pleasant’ outcome here is. I like her a lot, but I’m too overextended as it is. If she’s going to commit to me in some fashion, I’d feel obliged to commit to her in some kind of roughly reciprocal manner.”

Sue Ellen gesticulated in frustration. “Why?! Master, you’re the master! ‘Fairness’ doesn’t play into it at all. In fact, the inherent UN-fairness is part of appeal of the whole cock slave lifestyle!”

I furrowed my brow. “It is?! Explain that to me.”

Sue Ellen seemed stumped, which I found odd since she’d made the argument in the first place.

Butt Cindy said, “It’s complicated, but here’s one way to look at it. You enjoy dominating us, and we enjoy submitting to you. What if everything was ‘fair’ and ‘equal?’ How would that even work? It’s inherently contradictory to the cock slave lifestyle. We like some things that might baffle you. For instance, Sue Ellen insisting she didn’t want to be thanked for her tiring cocksucking. We want more domination from you and more submission from us, and something like a thank you actually undercuts that.”

That was interesting food for thought. I was basically winging all my “master” behavior. My gut instinct had a good track record so far, but the downside was that sometimes I really didn’t understand what was going on. I needed to think through more of this dominance and submission stuff. I also made a note to talk to Cindy about this later, since she had made some astute observations and knew how to explain things. The more I knew, the better master I could be.

I asked Sue Ellen, “Returning to Laura, did you know about her having a serious boyfriend? Because you never mentioned it to me.”

Sue Ellen replied sheepishly, “I did, but she never, ever talks about him, so it was very easy for me to forget. Don’t feel bad. That’s how it was BEFORE she ever heard about you. So what difference does it make if she’s gonna break up with him anyway?”

“It makes a big difference to me,” I griped. “I don’t want to lead her to cheat. The breaking up has to happen first.”

Cindy pointed out, “But, the fact that Sue Ellen had a boyfriend didn’t stop you at all with her.”

That hit me for a loop! I must have dropped my jaw as I scrambled for a way to respond to that. Finally, I admitted, “You got me there. That was a very strange day for me. I was basking in an unprecedented sexual confidence due to other developments going on then and I felt unstoppable. Plus, Cupcake, you inspired me to act rashly. Somehow, after just meeting you and talking to you a little bit, I decided I absolutely had to have you. That never happened to me before and I doubt it ever will again. I didn’t even think about potential boyfriends because I considered you as ‘mine’ already.”

Sue Ellen was stunned silent for a while. But then she said, “WOW! So awesome! Thanks for telling me that. I feel so treasured, so wanted, so blessed! That just makes me love being your sex slave even MORE! It’s like we were meant to be! It’s like some kind of magical fate!”

I waved a hand dismissively. “I don’t know about that. Who can say? It could just be blind luck. But in any case, what I did wasn’t moral. I could argue it was a different situation, but the bottom line is, two wrongs don’t make a right. I’m trying to be a better man here with Laura and her guy. I’m trying to do what’s right.”

Sue Ellen flipped from ecstatic to horrified.

So I asked her, “What’s wrong, Cupcake?”

She grabbed my hand and hold it tight. “I’m just thinking how close it came to y’all passing me by. ‘Blind luck?’ Please don’t say that! Without you and the others, my whole life would just be ... UGH! It’s too horrible to contemplate!”

I squeezed her hand reassuringly. “Don’t worry. We don’t live in that world, we live in this one. Maybe some special fate brought us together. And I’m never going to let you go. Never ever, ever!”

Sue Ellen beamed with the most adorable and loving face. She asked coyly, “Could you add a couple more ‘evers?’”

“I’m never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, EVER going to let you go!”

Sue Ellen looked right through the table with great passion, as if she had X-ray vision. She licked her lips.

Cindy said to her, “Girl, I know what you’re thinking: you’re filled with an uncontrollable desire to wrap your lips around his giant pole and use all your oral talents to show him just how much you love and treasure him, and how appreciative you are that he’s chosen you as one of his slaves. Am I right?”

Sue Ellen bit her lip and shyly but eagerly nodded.

Cindy smiled. “I know. I know the feeling just from hearing him talk about you. And of course I know just how thick and suckable it is. But let Mindy have some solo fun with it for a while, okay?”

Sue Ellen looked torn, but she reluctantly nodded again.

To help her out some more, Cindy prodded, “Remember Rule Number Four?”

Sue Ellen quoted, “‘Wives get first dibs.’”

Cindy figured that settled the issue. She smiled at me. “You were saying?”

I resumed, “I’m trying to do what’s fair and best for everybody. If you think about it, even if Laura does break up with her boyfriend soon, it’s still not fair to her. I mean, what if I only come here once a week? Or even less? Would she have to put her entire sex life and romantic life on hold, just for me?!”

Cindy said with grave seriousness, “Yes. Yes, she would. And believe me, she won’t want it any other way. Or do I need to remind you of the entire ‘kissing stinky boys’ issue? A submissive can only have one master. That’s just as true for servants as it is for slaves. Anything else feels wrong. Right now, she’s feeling conflicted about that restriction. But trust me, if you try to withdraw that rule, you’ll only insult and upset her.”

“I don’t buy that.” I winced, but because of my wife, not the conversation. She was using a bobbing and licking combination that was really getting to me. I had to clutch the edge of the table with both hands.

Cindy smiled knowingly as she saw my arousal. “Master, trust me. I think I understand the submissive mindset a lot better than you do, because all I have to do is search my own feelings. She’s not just looking for great sex with you; she wants a whole package experience. You heard her complain about how ordinary her boyfriend is. You represent the extraordinary, the ultimate. Of course you have to demand her total obedience as long as she’s serving you. Anything else would feel wrong.”

I sighed again, especially because what she said made sense to me in a weird sort of way. “What the hell am I getting myself into?” When neither of my slaves replied, I added, “I just want to do what’s fair for her. If I can’t give her much of my time, it’s not fair to demand that she just wait around for me.”

Cindy said, “Master, I think you need to give more consideration to what she wants, and what’s fair for her. Both her respect for you and her desire for you doubled today due to the restrictions you put on her, especially the ‘only in the restaurant’ rule and the ‘no boyfriend’ rule.”

I nodded, but I also sighed at the same time. Indeed, this is something I’d have to think over later, when I had a clear head. I said with exasperation, “This just isn’t DONE. I’ve never heard of this. In some wild erotic story on the Internet or a porn film, maybe. But in real life? No way!”

Sue Ellen said, “Master, you’re a very special kind of man. Life isn’t fair. To the victor goes the spoils. It’s a complicated and philosophical issue, but now is not the time or the place to discuss it. More to the point, are you or are you not extremely horny with the way Mindy is going to town on your cock at this very moment?”

I confessed, “I am. I’m totally going out of my mind. I have no idea how I can have objections about anything, because I’m so damn horny.”

Sue Ellen responded, “You see? We can discuss serious stuff later, at home. Let’s talk fun and sexy stuff to further heighten your pleasure. Right now, what I’d really like to hear is what happened during your nap, from your point of view.”

Cindy nodded. “I would really love to hear that too. What was going through your head each and every moment the girls were secretly jacking you off?”

So, after having some more of the root beer float and the cupcake replacements, I mentally put the issue with Laura out of my mind for now and resumed with my story about the nap incident. But it wasn’t long before I found it getting harder to breathe, and thus harder to talk. I was simply too aroused!

It didn’t help when, about ten minutes later, Cindy decided that she just had to help Mindy out and she slipped back under the table. My story basically petered out at that point, because their combined sex assault took all of my attention. Besides, my visual audience now was Sue Ellen, and she had been there and knew what had happened, so it didn’t seem that important to continue.

I was sitting there silently, doing nothing more than staring at Sue Ellen and flexing my PC muscle to prolong the joy, when Laura came by again. She looked surprisingly relaxed, especially considering how nervous she’d been last time.

She did a double take when she saw Sue Ellen’s face, because it was still soaking wet with tears, plus cum and drool. “Sir! What happened to your slave?! Did you have a big argument?”

Sue Ellen fielded that one. “Don’t worry, Laura. It’s just the opposite. I’ve told you about crying tears of effort and struggle most any time I suck him. What you’re seeing is a good example. Think of them as tears of joy, ‘cos that’s how I feel while they’re happening.”

Laura was even more startled. “Wow! That’s for real?! I thought you were exaggerating in your stories with the part about all the tears.”

Sue Ellen smiled from ear to ear. “Nope! It’s all true! He really is that big and thick. All of us usually cry when we suck him, ‘cos it is that much of a struggle. Well, except for Mindy, ‘cos she’s been doing it for so many years.” Her smile turned knowing and coy. “You’ll see. Once you drop Tom, you’ll find out just how it feels to shed sucking tears!”

Laura was in awe. “Wow! I’m so fucking jealous! I’ve got this strong urge to call him up and break up with him now!” She examined Sue Ellen’s face more carefully. “Are those streaks of cum on you too?”

Sue Ellen stiffened with pride. “Of course! Master came on Cindy and me a little while ago. But naturally he got stiff again right away.”

Laura looked at me with wide eyes. Then she dropped her voice, and looked around carefully. She asked Sue Ellen, “Are Mindy and Cindy down there, pleasuring him together?!”

Sue Ellen answered with even more pride. “But of course! I don’t think I exaggerate much. I tell you, he’s insatiable! Why, is that a problem? Is the Bat looking for trouble or something?”

“No, don’t worry, nothing like that. I was just curious because I want to introduce him to Josie. So I was wondering if you could clean your face first.”

“Oh!” Sue Ellen looked to me. “Master, can I wipe these tears from my face, please? Josie doesn’t know much. If she sees me like this, she’ll probably get the wrong idea.”

I nodded. As soon as I did so, Sue Ellen got some napkins and began cleaning her face. I asked Laura, “Who is this Josie? Is it really prudent to have her meet me?”

Laura replied somewhat unhappily, “Sir, Josie’s the other waitress working here today. She knows you’re here since she’s been covering for Sue Ellen taking such an extended break, and she’s heard Sue Ellen rave about you, so she’s very curious to meet you. There’s nothing I can do to stop her from coming back here, so I figured I’d try to manage it and give you some advance warning.”

I nodded, realizing there was nothing we could do to stop this. It took me a moment to recall that she’d told us earlier, “Josie is here too, and she’s dying to meet you,” so it wasn’t like this should have been a complete surprise for me. “Thanks. Should I consider her friendly or hostile or what?”

Laura furrowed her brow. “I wouldn’t call her either. She’s more on the fence. She rails against the ‘unfair’ and ‘sexist’ way you treat Sue Ellen, but then again she sees how deliriously happy you’ve made her. But don’t worry; she’s already promised not to rat you out to the Bat. She blusters a lot, but I think you’ll win her over with your charm.”

I nodded. I wished I knew more about the mysterious Bat, but that at least confirmed it was a boss one didn’t want to mess with. “Okay, thanks. Cupcake, if you’re all cleaned up, then I guess there’s no time like the present. Please bring her in.”

A minute or two later, Laura returned with the waitress named Josie.

Josie looked like an interesting character. She had olive skin and looked to possibly have a Middle Eastern ethnic background. But the first thing that caught my attention was her hair. It was dark black but with purple streaks in it, and it was cut in a short and spiky punk rocker style. She had a nose ring, metal piercing in her tongue, and small tattoos on her upper arms that added to the impression that she was going for some kind of punk, emo, goth, or some other “alternative” look.

She obviously doesn’t have the kind of look that a restaurant like Mama Mia’s would prefer. However, she’s a very attractive woman with a lot of curves in the right places, even if her height is a bit short for my tastes. She looks to be college-aged, like seemingly all of the waitresses here. Whoever is hiring at Mama Mia’s knew how to pick some head turners!

Laura said to her, “Josie, this is Dan, the one Sue Ellen and I have been talking about so much. Dan, this is Josie.” Although Sue Ellen was sitting up across from me, she obviously didn’t need to be introduced.

Josie did not seem to be happy to see me. She crossed her arms under a very sizable rack, and studied me with a scowl on her face. “So ... You’re Dan.”

“I am. Nice to meet you.” I wished Cindy and Mindy would at least slow down in their cocksucking since they obviously knew I was talking to someone new. But no! If anything, they sped up! Or I should say Mindy sped up. I had to concentrate for a few moments to figure out who was bobbing on me at the moment and recognize my wife’s cocksucking style. I cursed to her in my mind, You sneaky little devil! It’s like you’re trying to get me in trouble!

I knew without a doubt that she was finding my predicament highly amusing. However, I couldn’t get too upset because I knew she also was confident that I’d manage to get through it unscathed, and so far she’d always been right about that kind of thing. I wanted to reach under the table and tap on her head to give her the clue to cut it out, but my hands happened to be on the table top and Josie was eyeing me like a hawk. At least she and Cindy were being unusually quiet, for now.