“Ah, there it is!” she said with satisfaction. She then strode over to the coffee maker and poured the hot black brew onto the thick white splooge. Taking a quick drink, she sighed in happiness. “Nothing like some cream for my coffee.”
Isaac was sitting against the headboard with Donna and Holly straddling his thighs, grinding their pussies against him. There were both leaning forward, smothering his face with their breasts, gasping from the sensual feel of his tongue against their bare flesh. Between them, Holly’s head was bobbing up and down as she gave her Master a loving blowjob.
It was a sunny May afternoon, the usual silence interrupted with the sound of garbage and junk being hurled into a dumpster. Donna had finally gotten sick of all the old clutter in the garage behind the apartment building, so now she, her fellow slaves, and her Master were clearing it out. Normally, with the four of them, it would have been easy. However, Isaac was complicating things, by constantly saving something from the trash heap by claiming he could repair it or cannibalize it for parts.
Before the job was done, the four of them had to stop and hold a quick intervention to break him of his sudden hoarding. Overall, it was a good day.
“Am I doing this right, Master?” Holly asked, pressing her breasts together with Isaac’s cock sliding between the glorious mounds of flesh.
“That’s perfect, honey, just stay like that,” he panted, tit-fucking her to his heart’s content. Today, Donna was teaching Holly how to use her breasts to make Isaac cum. Of course Alice felt left out, so Isaac told her that she could be in charge of clean-up. He had already tit-fucked Donna for a demonstration, so while he helped Holly perfect her skill, Alice was busy licking the vast puddle of semen off Donna’s breasts, taking her sweet time to suck her nipples clean.
It was June, one year since Isaac met Holly. Isaac suggested they do something special for their anniversary, but Holly wanted to keep things simple, preferring that she serve her Master as usual. Isaac suggested that he cook dinner and she asked for spaghetti and meat sauce, everyone’s favorite.
“So what movie are we watching tonight?” Holly asked, naked like the rest of the girls.
“Alien, the only scary movie I like. I’ve seen it a hundred times,” Donna said proudly.
“Never heard of it,” Alice shrugged, shocking Donna.
“You’ve never heard of this sci-fi classic?! Starring the goddess herself, Sigourney Weaver?! Oh Alice, I weep for your generation,” Donna sighed, sitting down on the couch with Holly between her and Alice.
“Master, come on! Let’s start the movie!” Holly said happily.
“I’ll be there in just a few minutes, you girls just play with each other until I’m ready,” he hollered from the kitchen as he waited for the spaghetti to soften.
With nothing else to do, they left the movie paused and all huddled together. As they had time and time again, they all reached out and begin fingering each other, Alice and Donna slipping their fingers into Holly’s slit and Holly playing with the two of them. As the minutes passed, their arousal grew and they desired more stimulation. Both Donna and Alice lowered their head and began sucking on Holly’s nipples, using their tongues to play with the barbell rings she wore.
Without them noticing, Isaac came into the den and left their drinks on the table. He then returned to the kitchen, filling four bowls with meaty spaghetti, with extra sauce, grated cheese, and garlic powder. He came back out, carrying the four bowls, and handed them to his slaves. Donna and Holly moved aside to let their Master sit between them, and with everyone seated with their food and drink, they started the movie. As the intro slowly began, the Master and his three slaves all settled in for a relaxing evening at home.
The End