Chapter 71

When I woke up, I was pleased to realize that although I’d gone to sleep with a woman under each arm, and another licking my cock and balls clean, they’d left at some point and let me wake up alone. I really needed some alone time to get my shit together.

I could see why someone not actually living my life day to day might ask, “Why is Dan such a moron? Why does he complain about his great luck at every turn? What a schmuck! Why not just let go and enjoy it?” I probably would have asked the very same thing if I heard about it happening to someone else. Except I was living my life, and I realized things weren’t that easy.

We have competing forces in our brains. Freud called one such force the id. That’s unbridled desire. Freud called another force the superego. That’s the conscience. It’s the part that says, “No. That’s not a good idea. There are consequences.” The problem I had was that all five women in my life had basically thrown off their superegos and were living on pure id. That’s not sustainable. You tend to wind up dead or in jail pretty fast without a reality check of some kind.

Unfortunately, while all of them were high on id trips, I was the one forced to be the superego, and not just for myself, but for the whole group. If I weren’t the one to say ‘no, ‘ who would? Nobody.

All the sex was great. Way better than great. Awesome. Insane. Beyond description. But that was a problem, because I didn’t want it to flame out in a week or two in one frenzied bout of total craziness. I wanted to sustain it so I could enjoy it for years and years to come.

I mean, would everyone in the harem stop eating and sleeping if we could have sex 24 hours a day? Probably! That’s how excited and highly aroused everyone seemed to be most of the time lately, including me.

I realized that the crazier things got, the more someone had to apply that reality check. Mindy apparently could still function at her job and doing the usual daily mundane tasks at home, but she’d gone off the deep end with her cucquean fetish, and she was no help at all in taming all the ids running amok. So I had to think carefully about anything that was said or done (especially, it seemed, when she suggested it!).

I thought, She says she loves it when I get it on with all these other women. She’d love it if I could do it every day, even multiple times a day. But is that sustainable? Will everyone still be as excited a month from now, or in one year? Obviously not! But would we still be excited enough to keep doing it, and keep the thrill going? Probably, I must admit, but it would be a wild ride, with lots of binges and burn-outs. I think it’s better if I apply the brakes and limit the fun, starting right now, so we can have a steadier ride.

I chuckled. I swear, if I don’t put my foot down, I bet no one would ever wear clothes in this house again. And that would be great at first, but the nudity would quickly become ordinary. I want to keep that arousing spark.

I looked at the clock; it was ten a.m. That was fine; I could still get a lot done. I was hungry, so I put on some clothes and went downstairs to get some breakfast.

As I went down the stairs, I realized I was doing so quietly. I was pretty much sneaking around in my own home. The fact was, I was afraid to come across any of my cock slaves, for fear they would get all sexy and I’d lose my self-control. I decided that was bullshit, and I walked the rest of the way without worry.

Still, I had to admit that I was pleasantly surprised when I reached the kitchen / dining room area and found myself alone. Then I looked out the back window and saw Ruby, Michelle, Sue Ellen, and Cindy all lying on lounge chairs, naked but for sunglasses. They were obviously working on their all over tans. They saw me, and waved, and I waved back, but none of them got up.

That made me happy too. I like my “alone time” sometimes, and this was one of those times. I found some waffles on the stove Mindy had made for me before I even woke up the first time. They were cold and a bit old, but I heated them in the microwave and soon they were tasty enough.

I also found the morning newspaper, so I sat down and ate my breakfast while reading it. Maybe I was just a stick in the mud, but I felt a heck of a lot better after experiencing some reassuring normality. And I was pleased my women had given me some space.

When I finished my meal, I got to thinking about some of the things my wife had said. Her words came back to me: “Honey, how many times do I have to say this before you understand? YOU. Are. The. Master. THEY. Are. Your. Slaves. That means you can do anything you want to them, for any reason, or no reason at all. Maybe you want to spank Michelle a hundred times and then fuck her face and cum all over her huge tits, just ‘cos it’s a cloudy day.” And I also thought about her comment: “Hello? Master. You. Slaves. Them. Use your power! Fuckin’ ABUSE your power! They LIKE that!”

Min’s got a good point. I keep thinking of this cock slave situation as a temporary one, like putting on a costume to go to a party. Okay, maybe they want to be like that for a little while, to see what it’s like and have fun exploring their sexuality, but they couldn’t possibly want to be like that forever?! Right? But maybe it’s just that I don’t have a submissive mindset, so I can’t possibly understand that, yes, they do. They DO want to be like that forever!

I sat back in my chair. Wow. That’s pretty jaw-dropping. The power I could wield! The endless sexual pleasures I could enjoy! But it’s not really real, is it? I mean, they’re not crazy. Are they?

Maybe I need to stop dismissing the idea out of hand. The evidence is getting pretty overwhelming. As Shelle keeps asking me, what’s it going to take for me to believe her? ... Time, I guess. It hasn’t been that many days since our lives fell down the rabbit hole. But until enough time passes, why can’t I at least provisionally accept that they’re sincere and dedicated about all this? Why not let myself imagine just what that would mean?

I let myself do just that, and my thoughts ran wild.

I got up and walked across the backyard to where the girls were tanning themselves. They greeted me with “Hi, Daddy” (Ruby and Michelle), “Hi, Master” (Sue Ellen), and “Hi, Dan” (Cindy), plus friendly waves.

They all started to get up, but I said, “Don’t get up, please. Except for you, Shelle. I want you to drop to your knees and start licking me.”

Michelle was quite surprised at that, but she didn’t waste time. She didn’t even say a word, nor did anyone else. She was on her knees in front of me faster than one could say ‘Mississippi.’ She pulled my shorts down and started licking my erection like it was the most delicious ice cream cone she’d ever tasted in her life.

See what I mean?! This is Exhibit A that she’s for real. They’re for real. This is really our collective future! How could one not get inspired, not to mention throbbing hard, at that level of passion and devotion?

But I kept my cool, and acted like such behavior was normal and expected. What blew my mind was that everyone else did too! They were all very pleasantly surprised at my unusual assertiveness, and the others looked miffed that they weren’t the one chosen, but there wasn’t even the slightest hint of disapproval or outrage.

I waited a few moments until Michelle was happily slurping all around my cockhead. Then I said, “Good. Now, while she’s doing that, I have an announcement for everyone here. Several announcements, actually. Thank you for letting me eat breakfast in peace.”

I had to pause and briefly clench my teeth, because Michelle unexpectedly took engulfed all of my cockhead. I’d told her to “lick,” but I realized I couldn’t get upset because she certainly got busy licking with her tongue inside her mouth and her lips tightly sliding back and forth.

The others looked on with slight amusement as I struggled to keep my cool with this nude teenage goddess on her knees and worshipping my cock.

It look about half a minute for the initial surge of arousal to pass enough for me to continue speaking. I resolutely went on as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. “As you know, I need a fair deal of private time in my life. While I was sitting there, I got to thinking. I realized that Mindy was right. I am the master, and you are the slaves.”

It occurred to me that Michelle hadn’t been there when Mindy said that, so I looked down to Michelle’s bobbing mass of blonde hair and asked her, “Do you know what I’m talking about?”

It was only then that I realized that Michelle had her hands on my ass and was trying to find the right angle to get me into her throat so she could take more of my length than what would only fit in her mouth. As was often the case though, she couldn’t quite manage to find the right alignment, and she was gagging and spluttering on my thickness. The one thing she wasn’t doing though, was giving up. If anything, the difficulty of deep throating me seemed to only spur her desire to succeed in swallowing me.

It was easy to rationalize and deny her desire for me when we were just talking about it, when it was merely an intellectual exercise. It was something else entirely different to literally feel the reality of her eagerness for me expressed orally through deep, loud, and slurpy cocksucking.

Ruby quickly interjected, “Let me answer that, so she doesn’t have to stop cocksucking you for even one second. You probably still have no idea how much we all love to do that to you. But in any case, the answer is yes. While you were sleeping, all four of us exercised together. It’s something that we’ve all resolved we’re going to do as a team from now on, even though Sue Ellen, Mom, and I will have to come over here early every morning to do it.”

Sue Ellen added, “I’m already a bit of an exercise fanatic, and I hope it shows.” She sat up on her lawn chair and struck a sexy pose.

“It does,” I replied. My hands were on my daughter’s tits. I had to bend over to reach her jutting torpedoes, but it was worth it so I could drive her wild by twisting her nipples. My reward though was another sloppily wet slurping and gagging noise as Michelle tried again, and failed again, to fit me into her throat.

Sue Ellen was proudly showing off her naked body, thrusting her tits forward. She continued, “Even so, I’m going to redouble my efforts. We all are. We’re in complete agreement that one of our top responsibilities as your sex slaves is to keep our bodies as beautiful, sexy, and fuckable for you as humanly possible. And that means a lot of hard work.”

“That’s good to hear,” I said. My normal instinct would have been to complain that I was completely unworthy of such devotion, but I resolved not to take that approach anymore. Instead, I said, “And I’m inspired. I’m going to redouble my exercise efforts too, so I can keep pace with you. But that’s not what I want to talk to you about right now. Ruby, tell me what Michelle knows about what Mindy talked about this morning.”

Michelle coughed, loudly, although the sound was substantially muffled by my presence in her mouth. She slid her lips back on my shaft about an inch or two and then resumed sucking me in her usual manner. I could tell by the way she shifted her hands on my ass so as to get a better grip on my ass cheeks with each hand that she was merely regrouping for another attempt to stuff my cock down her own throat.

Ruby dutifully replied, “Yes, Master.” She sat up stiffly in her lounge chair, thrust her tits out like Sue Ellen was doing, and pinned her arms behind her back for good measure.

I noticed Cindy immediately copied her pose, and then Sue Ellen pinned her arms back too. The three of them made an incredibly sexy sight all lined up like that, especially with the way their skin glistened with suntan lotion. Happily, Michelle was still slathering my cock with every trick and tongue move she knew, so I could enjoy the dick-stiffening view to its fullest with, well, my stiff dick.

Ruby continued, “The point I was making was that while we were exercising together, we talked at great length about everything that had happened. Michelle literally got the blow by blow of everything that was said.”

Sue Ellen added with an impish grin, “I love hearing about all that blowing going on. Not to mention the ‘thrust by thrust’ of everyone you were doing.”

I was pleased to see that kind of spunky humor from her, and I laughed heartily to let her know I fully approved. I was starting to realize she could be quite funny, especially now that she was becoming more comfortable with us.

I said, “Okay, then. So you all know the challenge Mindy made me. She basically said, if you’re a master, then start acting like one. Use your privileges, and even abuse them.”

Sue Ellen raised her hand shyly. I really liked that, just because she looked even better with a hand up in the air, exposing a sexy underarm.

I called on her. “What?”

“Master, I just want to go on record saying that I heartily agree. Especially about the ‘use and abuse’ part. That’s what we’re here for. I didn’t give up all other guys forever just to tan and exercise for nobody, you know”

The others nodded their head in agreement. Even Michelle managed to work in head nodding to her cock licking moves.

Ruby also raised her hand, setting her big tits bouncing. “Daddy, please don’t forget what else Mindy said just before she left for work. Remember how she said you could and should spank us for any old reason, or no reason at all? We all agree.”

The others continued to nod their heads.

Michelle though, tightened her lips around my erection, took me as far as she could into her mouth, and then held her breath as she applied a powerful vacuum pressure to my shaft using the strength of her lungs. Damn, my little girl can SUCK! That must be her way of saying that she agrees too, without having to stop what she was doing. Damn! She’s a cocksucking machine!

I boldly stood there as if she wasn’t affecting me. “You say that now, but be careful what you wish for. You see, I’m going to flex the power to have sex when I want, but also to not have sex when I don’t want it. I’m not just going to go with the flow. For instance, Cindy, I hate to say this, but I’m NOT going to fuck you today.”

She slumped in her pose briefly, but quickly recovered. “You’re not? Why?”

“Actually, I’d love to, but I won’t because I want to make a point. It’s something Mindy wanted me to do, and she pretty much all but demanded I do that before she left, the way she kept mentioning it. So I’m making the point to everyone, and especially to Mindy, that I’m the harem master here, not her.”

Cindy said, “Okay, but she hinted just as strongly that you should fuck Michelle’s face, and that’s what you’re doing now.”

“True, although technically this isn’t a face fucking since I’m not thrusting. Truth be told, I wasn’t going to do that either. But when I came out here and saw her pouty lips, puckered up and perfect for cocksucking, I thought, ‘Why the fuck not?’ Besides, it shuts her up from complaining. But again, it’s up to me. There may be a reason, and there may not. If you like that logic with spankings, you need to accept it with other things too.”

I paused. They didn’t have an answer to that, and they remained stock still in their sexy, submissive poses.

So I went on, “If you push me too hard, I’m going to push back twice as hard. And I have some other announcements to make which you may or may not like. Min hinted that you should suck my cock while I’m writing. That’s not gonna happen, at least not yet. Too many crazy changes have been taking place. I’m decreeing we need to absorb those before we throw even more craziness into the mix. And I’m also decreeing that, until further notice, everyone needs to remain fully dressed in the house.”

“But we’re not in the house!” Ruby made a sweeping nod to our surroundings as she made that obvious point. “You mean we can’t do this anymore? We thought you’d like all-over tans!”

The others on the lounge chairs nodded in agreement

But it was Michelle who was most distressed. She actually stopped her bobbing and released me from her oral embrace to complain, “No way! That sucks! What does that even mean, anyway?” She stretched her jaw wide and took my hard-on back in as soon as her last words crossed her lips.

I explained, “For now, I’m willing to be flexible. And of course, once the sex starts, I have no problem with the clothes coming off. Plus, there are times to be naked, like what you’re doing right now.” I nodded towards a bottle of suntan lotion. “But the reason for this rule is that we all know familiarity breeds contempt. If everyone is naked all the time, then nudity will cease to be exciting. So, surprise me and arouse me with your sexy clothes. And then, once you’ve got me hard and interested, that’s the time to take your clothes off.”

Michelle again pulled her lips off my shaft, and switched to licking so she could talk at the same time. “Well, that doesn’t sound so bad after all. Especially because I’m gonna still be naked 24-7, ‘cos I’m gonna keep you hard and interested ALL the time!”

As if to prove just how much she could arouse me, she stopped the mere licking and swallowed my cockhead yet again. Then she bobbed steadily over my sweet spot while pumping a fist up and down the rest of my shaft.

Unfortunately, that was such an onslaught of pleasure, I had to let go of her nipples and just firmly hold onto her head, trying to ride the wave.

But still, I soon persisted with my speech, even though I had to talk through clenched teeth. “My main point is, we need to have moderation. And limits. All sex all the time isn’t sustainable. So when I say ‘no, ‘ that means no. And if you try to cross me or outsmart me on that, I’m going to make you regret it. And yes, that especially means you, Shelle.” I tapped her on the top of her head.

She made a grumbling sound, but kept right on bobbing on my cock. It seemed as though she had at least temporarily relented in her desire to deep throat me, and was just trying to deliver the maximum amount of pleasure.

I concluded, “Okay, now that I’ve made my point, I don’t want you to think I’m gonna be some kind of stick-in-the-mud, either. Yes, I need to make sure there’s a reality check here and there, but we’re also gonna have a hell of a lot of fun, every single day. I think I’m finally starting to get that when you say you love being a cock slave and want to stay one forever, you really mean it.”