When it was over, she collapsed against my chest, panting hard. I felt Robert shrinking, then his cock sliding out.
“Robert, that about does it for your adventure. Why don’t you bring your wife on your next trip and let her enjoy the same experience you did?”
“You said you wouldn’t tell her.”
“And I won’t as long as you remember, this is over. Mary Poppin’s husband doesn’t want to see her fucking the same dicks all the time. I told you this was a one shot deal. You got your shot. Don’t be bothering us for a repeat. Won’t fucking happen. If you want to shower before you put your clothes back on, use the one over there.”
I waited until Robert was gone, then opened the other bottle of wine and joined Laura in the hot tub with my other two beauties.
“Do you like getting fucked in the ass?” Amy asked. “I’ve never done it.”
“Not quite as much as pussy fucking, but it’s a nice change of pace, and having both men fuck me at once, that’s a whole other level.”
“I like it too, but Master made sure he stretched us out before we were ass fucked the first time.”
“Stretched out how?”
“Wearing increasingly larger anal plugs to prepare us for a back door prick,” Sharon said.
“Could I do the same thing?” Amy asked.
“Sure,” I said, “but not until after your horseback ride tomorrow. I don’t think you’d enjoy bouncing in the saddle nearly as much with a plug in your ass.”
“Even regular fucking while you have a plug in is better. You feel so full,” Sharon said. “Not as much as with two cocks, but it’s a hint of what’s to come when you become a full slut.”
I got out my satellite phone and called Jeri to see how Phillip was doing.
“He’s a little despondent that he can’t be with you. I’m trying some visualization exercises with him, along with the pinching. He seems to be responding to it.”
“I’m going to tell him Laura fucked someone else tonight. Put him on the phone and tell me how he does when I tell him.”
“Okay.” There was a brief interlude before Phillip picked up.
“Hello, Master.”
“Hello, Phillip. How are you doing.”
“Fine, sir.”
“How was your spanking last night?”
“Not as hard as yours, sir.”
“I want you to get control of yourself, Phillip. I’m going to tell you something. If you cum, you’re going to get twenty swats from the paddle tonight.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Laura fucked another man tonight. She sucked him off, then he fucked her in the cunt and the ass. You couldn’t see it because you’re not exerting enough control over yourself, Phillip. I may not ever let you see her fuck anyone else again unless you control yourself better. No eating her creampies, no sloppy seconds into her sperm soaked cunt or ass. Your life will become very dull and boring. Get a grip on yourself and you can enjoy all those things again. Do you understand?”
I heard Phillip moaning, and Jeri’s voice in the background. “I can’t believe you climaxed. Give me that damn phone.”
Jeri’s voice came on the line again. “Fuck! I thought he’d do better than that. He didn’t even see it.”
“He’s definitely got issues,” I said. “Anything else been happening?”
“Another one of your bimbos called yesterday.”
“Which bimbo?”
“Roxanne something or other.”
“Why didn’t you call and tell me?”
“I’m not a messenger service between you and your sluts.”
“She’s an attorney. I’ve been waiting for a call from her.”
“Have you fucked her? If you have, she’s a slut.”
“Once again, I apologize to you, Jeri, but I should remind you that you fucked me too; since our divorce, and you licked the cunts of a couple different women for the first time, so perhaps you can climb off your high horse for just a little while. I’m going to quit apologizing for enjoying sex. I’m sorry for the way I treated you, but not for fucking women who want to be fucked, including you.”
There was silence on the other end of the line, long enough I thought Jeri hung up.
“Jeri?”
“Yeah, I’m still here. I am a slut, aren’t I?”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing. I don’t happen to think so, but I’m probably warped.”
She gave a weak laugh. “We were married for only six fucking weeks. I shouldn’t be so fucking jealous of all your other women, but I am. Who is this bimbo in case she calls again?”
“She’s an attorney who was in on the negotiations for the new company I bought. I hope she can help me with something else as well. I’ll call her. I’ve got her number.”
“Are you having a good time?”
“Pretty nice. I always have a good time.”
“I remember that about you.”
“Look, this weekend will be pretty busy, but next weekend, would you like to take a trip up to Victoria, see Butchart Gardens and have high tea at the Empress Hotel.”
“How many other women will you be bringing?”
“Just you.”
“You mean it?”
“Absolutely.”
“I’d like that.”
“Phillip gets twenty swats with the paddle for cumming tonight. Make him lick his cum off the floor.”
“He’s already wiped it up.”
“Then, next time. Step in it and make him lick it off the soles of your shoes,” I said.
“Yeeccchhh.”
“Hopefully, something gets through to him. I’ll talk to you later.”
I hung up. “Ladies, I need to have a private conversation. Laura, follow Sharon and Amy to our room and keep licking them until I come to bed.”
“Yes, Master. Did Phillip cum again?”
“He did.”
“Poor Phillip. I think you may be right, sir. He may enjoy watching other men fuck me more than fucking me himself.”
As soon as they were gone, I called Roxanne.
“Hey, Roxanne, have you come to a decision?”
“I have. I’m going to take the offer you made and become Laura’s and Phillip’s dominant and become a partner up there.”
“That’s wonderful news. Can you fly up to Seattle this weekend and we’ll bring you down to Phillip’s law firm on Monday, give them the good news about their new partner.”
“Do you really think this is going to happen?”
“Reasonably certain. Money infers power, especially when it’s carefully applied. There’s one thing you’ll have to change at the firm.”
“What’s that?”
“They have rules about supervisors and their immediate subordinates having sex. If you’re going to be Phillip’s Dominant, that rule needs to go by the wayside. Maybe some kind of signed agreement that everyone signs before a sexual relationship occurs. Think on it and figure out how to make it work without a bunch of lawsuits and EEO complaints from happening.”
“That should be interesting.”
“You’re the lawyer. Can you give me a week or two before you go back to San Francisco. I’d like to get you started on some of the Dominant stuff.”
“I’ve got some vacation time. I can probably give you a week. Who was the woman who answered the phone when I called yesterday?”
“That would be my ex-wife, Jeri, a psychologist currently working with Phillip. Sorry about that. There’s still some rough edges and sore feelings there.”
“That explains a lot.”
“She described you as another one of my bimbo sluts.”
“Fairly true observation, actually,” Roxanne laughed.
“Let me know when your plane is due to arrive. I’ll send a car for you.”
“Okay.”
“There’s no cell service where we are, so I’m using a Sat phone, but I’m not leaving it on all the time. I’ll call you on Thursday to firm up details. I check on Phillip’s progress every night, so you can leave a message with Jeri if you need to reach me. She should be a little more polite the next time you call.”