Chapter 25

I did a mental check of my surroundings and realized that I was starting to get dangerously close to orgasm. It was incredible to me that I was STILL getting double sucked!

I said, “Okay, fun’s over. Min and Cin, please, take five. I really need a rest after that!”

They disengaged from my privates, but they stayed under the table. I guess they were getting a kick out of being down there, or maybe neither of them wanted to lose their space between my legs to Sue Ellen.

I was loving flying close to the edge of climax, but after so much prolonged stimulation it felt good to come down from the edge. Once I’d recovered a bit, I said, “Wife, I’ll bet you think you were very funny, putting me in peril like that.”

“What?” she asked with obvious faked innocence.

“You know what. Sucking harder instead of stopping when Josie showed up, and then making loud noises at just the wrong time. Why don’t you ever listen to me?!”

“That’s because I usually know what you want better than you do.”

“No you don’t. You’re out of control with your cucquean fantasies. I was in serious trouble there!”

“Pshaw. I knew you’d handle it perfectly, just like you handled things with Laura. And you did. You really outdid yourself, quoting those punk rock lyrics and everything. Brilliant! Just brilliant! And yeah, I was having a ball. I felt like I was in Monty Python’s Oscar Wilde sketch.”

“Which one is that?”

“That’s where they’re famous wits like Oscar Wilde in Victorian England and they meet the King at a party.”

Sue Ellen joked, “Not THE King?”

Mindy laughed. “No, not that one. I’m talking about the King of England. Anyway, just for shits and giggles, one of them made up a rude quote and said one of the others came up with it, to see if the other one could wiggle out of it. For instance, one claimed the other guy said, ‘Your Highness, you’re like a stream of bat’s piss.’ Then the other guy thought fast and explained, ‘I merely meant that you shine out like a shaft of gold, when all around is dark.’ Brilliant stuff, just like my brilliant hubby! That’s just about my favorite Python skit ever!”

“They’re all your favorite,” I pointed out, with little exaggeration. I swear, she could quote entire episodes word for word.

“Too true, too true. HEY! What do we have here?! Look, Cin, it’s a stiff cock just poking out at us, almost like it’s asking to be sucked.”

Cindy giggled. “Who are we to resist its siren call?”

There was a little more joking before their mouths were occupied again, but it goes without saying that I didn’t get very much of a break. I think they wanted to make sure that I stayed right on the cusp of climax, since they’d worked so hard to get me and keep me there.

I considered giving Mindy more grief for making my situation extra difficult with Josie, but even though I was suffering at the time, the excitement and arousal was so incredible that I couldn’t work up a good “mad” about it. I realized there was a parallel between what she was doing to me with something like that and how I often treated my cock slaves. I would deliberately put them in an embarrassing or even humiliating situation, but it was carefully done to give them maximum sexual arousal. And they loved it! I did it to Mindy too, but it seemed that she was doing it right back at me today. Oh well.

For the next few minutes, I was content to relax in the silence and enjoy their oral attentions. Mostly, they kept on trading turns bobbing on my shaft, but they weren’t strict about it. Sometimes they did things between turns, usually both licking on or near by sweet spot, but at one point each of them sucked one of my balls into the mouth while still stroking my boner. That had never happened to me before, and I liked it a lot. I reached under the table edge and patted their heads, which resulted in purrs of appreciation.

However, Sue Ellen was still sitting across from me, doing absolutely nothing at all. It occurred to me this was a good time to sort out a few issues. I pointed at her accusingly. “And you! BAD slave! You’re trolling for a harsh spanking, aren’t you?”

She was predictably horrified and befuddled. She straightened up stiffly, thrust her big tits forward, and even put her hands on the top of her head. I guessed that was as close as she could get to showing her total deference to me by assuming one of the cock slave positions, despite remaining sitting in a public place. “Oh no! Master! Whatever did I do?!”

“I clearly told you to wipe your face clean. But I wasn’t paying close attention, and when Josie showed up you’d wiped away your tears but NOT my cum!”

“Oh.” She deflated, knowing that she’d been busted. But then she rallied, “I’m really, really sorry for upsetting you, Master, I really am! But if you remember, Laura suggested I should clean up because Josie was coming. Then I asked you, ‘Master, can I wipe these tears from my face, please, ‘ and you nodded. Those were my exact words. So technically, I didn’t do anything wrong.”

I let out a heavy sigh, because I realized she was right. “Okay, you got me there, but only on a technicality. However, a good slave doesn’t just obey the exact letter of her master’s law; she obeys the spirit of it too. You knew I’d assumed you would wipe your face completely clean, didn’t you?”

She dropped her head low, even though her hands were still on the top of her head. “I did! I’m so, so sorry! You’re right. I’m a terrible slave!”

I reached across the table and took one of her hands, forcing her to lower both her hands from her head. “No you’re not. So far, you’ve been an excellent slave, so I don’t want to hear you knock yourself down that easily. It’s just that you’re still learning how the harem works. I’m not too upset with you about this, because I figure you do it thinking it would help me with Josie, weren’t you?”

She stiffened back up, her mood changing in an instant. “I was!” She earnestly explained, “Master, I was trying to be clever, for YOU! You see, after having some frank sex talks with Josie, I found out she’s kind of got a fetish about facials.”

“She does?!” That surprised me, since it didn’t seem to fit with her disgruntled, emo, punk rock persona. Besides, I gathered that most women who enjoyed facial would never admit it to their friends, since it was commonly seen as degrading.

Sue Ellen’s wonderful smile returned. “Oh yeah, totally! It turns out she’s a big cocksucker lover. She really loves bobbing on hot cock, especially a really big one! And we all know who has the biggest one of all!” She nodded knowingly towards my crotch.

Clearly, Mindy loved that news. She happened to be the one bobbing on me at the time. She suddenly lunged down and down. I suspect it was an attempt to deep throat me, inspired by what Sue Ellen did earlier. But she’d never done that successfully before, and she hadn’t even taken a big breath first. All that resulted was a lot of choking.

But still, that showed what she thought of that tidbit about Josie. And she made the best out of her failed attempt by more deliberating choking and gagging on me for the next minute or two.

I had to carefully look around the room, just to be sure we weren’t getting in trouble. It was a good thing we had the room to ourselves because her mouth was making such lewd and loud noises.

Sue Ellen was all smiles. “Someone down there is having fun! Gaawwwd, I love being a part of this harem so very much! Hearing that makes me hot as blue blazes. It’s almost as good as feeling my lips stretched around your great thickness!”

I winced and clenched my teeth, because Mindy was still doing her choking and gagging, and Cindy was just as inspired with her tongue and fingers. But I was very curious about Sue Ellen’s claim about Josie, and I managed to ask her, “How on Earth did you figure that out?!”

“Well, things were working out so well with Laura that I figure it was time to start working on getting you more allies here. One of my fond dreams is to kind of make Mama Mia’s sort of your home away from home. So I started dropping more hints to her about my new life. She complained, but I could tell she was intrigued. By and by, we ended up having some pretty frank sexual discussions. I made sure those took place on the phone, ‘cos I’ve found people are more sexually explicit when they’re not face to face.”

Hmmm. Cupcake is definitely a clever one. Thankfully, Mindy finally switched back to regular bobbing, probably so she could hear every word Sue Ellen was saying. That enabled me to stop constantly clenching my PC muscle, at least for a while.

My Southern peach went on, “Anyway, she considers herself ‘sexually liberated, ‘ and I think she is, if that means someone who enjoys a good fucking. She rails against ‘the patriarchy’ and ‘sexist pigs’ - and by the way she definitely thinks you’re one of those - but she says a truly liberated women should feel no shame enjoy a good blowjob and even a spermy facial, so long as the oral attention is equitably returned. Those are almost her exact words from one of our calls. So, given all that, I figured keeping just the cum on my face would help you seduce her.”

I shook my head in wonder. “That’s impressive, except for one thing: why do you assume that I’m trying to seduce her in the first place?! I never even met her until mere minutes ago!”

Sue Ellen frowned. “Hmmm. I guess I kind of jumped the gun on that one.”

I had to hold up my hand, making Sue Ellen pause, because Mindy and Cindy were trading positions again. Normally, that was no big deal, but this time it was because Cindy was so very worked up. She slobbered and licked while also using great suction, but that also was nothing unusual. However, she did it all at double speed! I was forced to clench my teeth and catch my breath. But after about a minute I managed to nod to Sue Ellen to continue.

She resumed as if there had been no pause at all, except that her frown had turned into a big smile. Clearly, she knew something fantastic was happening to my erection, and that made her a very happy camper.

She said, “It’s just that it kind of seemed like a no-brainer. First off, you have to admit that Josie is VERY beautiful and sexy, isn’t she? The customers think so, anyway, since she gets the biggest tips, even with her purple hair. And she has the biggest tits out of all the waitresses working here, even bigger than mine and Laura’s. Plus, she’s got spunk and character. Don’t assume she’s all sour and prickly just because she doesn’t smile a lot like I do. She actually has a good sense of humor. Furthermore, there’s her love of cocksucking and facials.”

She sat back, looking uncertain. “I don’t know, am I off? It seems like a perfect fit to me. Like I said, I want to turn this place into your happy home away from home. Which means we’ve gotta have at least a couple of cock servants to help you out. I can’t be here all the time, and even if I was here, one mouth is never enough!”

I was conflicted. On one hand, I was exceedingly horny. Cindy was continuing her double-time bobbing without mercy, and Mindy was doing everything she could think of to assist, including running a finger up and down my ass crack and perineum (“taint”). When feeling that much pleasure, it was easy to feel as if I was sexually unstoppable. Why NOT have a couple of cock servants at Mama Mia’s? Or more?! If girls like Laura actually want that, who am I to say no?!

But on the other hand, I was trying hard to remain grounded in at least some connection with reality. There’s no way that’s possible, at least not for long. The more people who know what we’re doing, the more trouble.

That thought reminded me of what I’d learned about Sue Ellen revealing so much about the harem. So I said, “Let’s put off talking about Josie for later. It’s weird talking about her when I know she’s nearby and she could come back to us at any time.”

Cindy suddenly stopped her highly effective double-time bobbing, and went back to “regular” cocksucking. Her timing strongly suggested she was sending me a signal about Josie. Clearly, she got off on the idea of me seducing her. I thought, Good grief! I think Cindy’s turning into a cucquean too. Yikes!

However, I put that aside and said, “Cupcake, I appreciate what you’re trying to do. You striving for what you think is best for me and the harem, right?”

She nodded vigorously. “Right! Especially what’s best for you. I love not worrying about my own selfish desires and just focusing on you and making you happy. It feels sooooo good, especially when I can use my entire body to assist the King.”

I waved my hand, because I could tell she was just getting warmed up on that passionate topic. “I can see that. You’re very sincere and emotional, and your emotions are clearly written on your face. But I’m very concerned about you telling all your co-workers about me and the harem! And you did it without talking to any of us first!”

She quickly responded, “Oh, that’s not true!” She saw my surprise, and realized that there was something I didn’t know. She plowed ahead anyway. “I’ve talked about it with Mindy quite a lot. I don’t want to bother you with every petty little problem I have. So whenever I’m in doubt about something, I talk to her first.”

I was chagrined and sour-faced. “Oh. Really.”

Mindy happened to be the one bobbing on me at the time. But she knew that wouldn’t save her for long. She pulled off, letting Cindy take over. “Uh-oh! Hon, I’m in trouble, aren’t I?”

“You are. Just what were you thinking?! And what did you approve of without me knowing, exactly?”

I thought she’d at least poke her head up into view while we discussed this. However, she intently lapped against my shaft instead, going right up to Cindy’s lips and in fact repeatedly licking her way into them. She steadily caressed my balls as well, as usual. It felt great, and over the past hour plus I’d grown rather accustomed to the two mouth style, so I decided eye contact wasn’t that important after all.

As she licked, she responded, “Sorry. You should know by now that I’ve been letting my cucquean lusts get the best of me lately, and this is another case in point. I didn’t intend to things to happen as they did. I figured it was open and shut that ‘loose lips sink ships.’ But the more I heard about Laura and Josie especially, the more intrigued I got. One thing sort of led to another.”

Sue Ellen hastened to add, “But Master, don’t worry! It’s really just Laura and Josie we’re talking about. The other waitresses don’t know that much.”

I sighed heavily. I was sad and frustrated, despite the awesome continuing double blowjob. “‘That much?’”

Sue Ellen added more reluctantly, “Well ... a big change came over me pretty much immediately after that life-changing day you met me and claimed me as one of your sluts. Ooooh! I get goose bumps whenever I think about it! Anyway, I couldn’t just act like nothing had changed; that dog wouldn’t hunt. So I revealed that I’d dumped my boyfriend and I had a new man in my life: you! Naturally, they wanted to know who you were and what you were like, so things came out bit by bit.”

I put a hand over my face. “Ugh! So basically everybody knows everything, right?”

“No! Not at all! us waitresses are a varied bunch. Some of us socialize with each other, some don’t. I haven’t been working here very long at all, so I haven’t built up a lot of friendships. Some of us have very different schedules and we hardly even see each other. Frankly, most just want their paycheck and could care less what I do on my personal time. I’m not stupid; I’m not going to tell everything to everybody! So far, it’s really just an issue of Laura and Josie. Oh, and Rosanne. You’ve met her. I’ll admit she knows a lot too, but she’s a real sweetie and no worry at all. I don’t really count her because has a serious boyfriend.”

I frowned as it occurred to me that Josie might have a boyfriend. I must admit that when I talked to her I’d kind of fished to find out, commenting that she must have a serious boyfriend. But she’d just stayed silent instead of confirming or denying it.

So I asked Sue Ellen, “What about Josie? Does she have a boyfriend?”

“Of course! Beautiful girls like her hardly ever don’t have boyfriends. But she’s not THAT serious about him, like Rosanne is about her guy. Besides, when she talks about him I can sense she feels the same way I felt about Mike. I think she’d be MUCH happier being one of your cock servants.”

“You would think that. That doesn’t make it true. Cupcake, you’re highly biased. ‘Cock servant’ isn’t even a real thing; it’s just a wild flight of fantasy my crazy wife had.” I reached under the table and tapped on Mindy’s head. “By the way, do you have anything more to say to yourself?”

Mindy was still “chasing” Cindy’s lips most of the time, allowing her to lick higher up my shaft, including over my sweet spot sometimes. She kept on doing that as she replied, “Yes. First off, it would be good to institute some kind of protocol. We don’t want to bother you with every last little problem, but clearly you should have been consulted about what Sue Ellen was saying to whom.”

“Definitely. In general, we have to be super careful about ANYBODY learning ANYTHING!”

“Indeed. But also, you’re far from blameless here. I know that you’ve known for days that Sue Ellen was bragging about you to her co-workers, but you didn’t really say or do anything about it.”