I laughed at that. “It’s cute that you think I will eventually let you do that. The current system is working fine for me. I don’t see a problem. If you do give me trouble, I can always ask Helen to spank you again.” The look on her face was priceless. I continued, “The pictures and stuff are fine. You can arrange them. Now get up here.” I lifted her up and put her on her back on the dining room table.
Then I put her legs over my shoulders and went down on her. I made two long licks up the length of her vagina and she went off like a volcano. As she did, I zeroed in on her clit, and suddenly she was bouncing all over as I made her cum over and over. It was basically continuous until she passed out. I picked her up, took her into the bedroom, and put her on the bed. I quickly stripped and as she first started to become conscious again, I rammed my cock into her pussy in one go. She screamed and orgasmed again, maybe harder than before, and then passed out again. This time she was only out a few seconds, and came to with me thrusting. A few minutes later she erupted again, and I finished inside her. Then I just lay next to her and held her. She was shaking all over and crying.
After a few minutes she settled down and quit shaking, but it was a few more minutes before she fell asleep in my arms. I covered her and went to my study to read. About an hour later she came into the room. She was still naked, of course, and carrying a towel. “May I sit?” When I nodded she spread the towel on the chair and sat down. “That was amazing. I have never gone off like that! I passed out twice.”
I laughed at her. “Right, now I know the secret is to tease you incessantly without allowing you to orgasm. Then, when I finally let you, it will be just like this again. We should mark a date on the calendar so we know. I think every two months will be about right. I will put it in my phone.”
She stuck her tongue out at me. I told her I would put that tongue to work when we went to bed. Then we went to the kitchen to have some tea before bed. When we did go to bed, I went down on her again, and she was multi-orgasmic again. When I actually put it in, she couldn’t quit cuming. This time I was able to go a while. When I was done, she went down and licked me clean, which she had never done before.
She saw my look and said, “Isn’t this part of the job description for a sex slave? FYI, I think I am going to love my new job.”
“I hope so. I do like having you back with me. I missed you. Things got a little crazy. Tomorrow I will ask HR to work on that sex slave job description.”
Mary started crying again. “When you tried to kill yourself, I was so ashamed my lies had driven you to that. If you had died, I would have followed you. It happened because I was being sexist. If a female told me the same story you did, my first thought would have been that she was drugged. Then, when they told me at the hospital that I was banned from your room, I wanted to crawl into a hole. Can you forgive me?”
“I already have, Mary. Jeff came to my office last week and told me nothing happened between you two. Still, Brucie was gone, so I thought he was lying. Then, when you came in carrying Brucie, I knew the thing with Jeff probably didn’t happen, either. The last couple of days have been fun, but if you want to go back to where things were before your atomic attack on me, I am OK with that.”
Mary gave me a sly smile. “Actually, I think I might like to keep doing it this way for a while. Are you going to get me a collar?”
“Don’t make me call Helen.”
There you have it, a story where both think the other cheated, because each told the other they did, but neither actually did. Hope you liked it.