As I write these chapters, the ideas keep growing from what I had originally planned for them. In this chapter, I needed a down and dirty transition from Chicago to Las Vegas as Jake begins to realize the depth of his family secrets and to really understanding what he has signed up for.
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At the airport, I instructed my slave to join me in the “family” bathroom. She would have this one last chance to use it before I bent her over the sink to insert a large butt plug into her well lubed ass.
After hearing her “thank you, Master” as I wiped off the remaining lube from around her cheeks, I informed her it would stay there until I decided to remove it.
Turning her around, gently pushing on her shoulders, she knelt as she naturally opened her mouth. From all that has happened, I needed some quick relief, nothing fancy or long.
I just needed her wet, warm mouth to fuck and swallow. Quickly cumming and filling her mouth. Licking her lips like she was just fed a T-Bone steak. We left, to wait for our flight.
Soon we were cruising at 30,000 feet, sitting in first class. She was allowed to have water, nothing else. I enjoyed a nice sandwich and a glass of wine. Feeding her from my fingers, I allowed her to eat a few of the scraps. The lady sitting across from us was not amused.
At this point, I was finally able to decompress and digest the last two days. I left Las Vegas to go back home to Chicago, to land in the middle of a snowstorm. I was there to give the eulogy for my favorite uncle’s funeral.
Once the funeral was over, I was informed he had two parts to his will. One was for the family in general. He left them whatever personal effects they wanted out of the house.
The second will was for his business, home and all its assets. This included the files and furnishings inside his home office. The final surprise was that his business assets include the remaining years of his slave’s contract.
Yes, he owned a slave. Not only that, but his slave is my sexy aunt who is the older sister to my mother. To top off that little surprise, I found out that my mother was once a private slave as well… She is still submissive to certain dominant men, and apparently that includes me. Her eldest child.
So, yes, I need this time alone, well, sort of alone, to just let it all sink in and to figure out the next steps. Smiling at my slave, I ask how she is doing on a four-hour flight with a big butt plug in her ass? She smiles and tells me I am teasing her and not making it easy. She was ok, not thinking about it. But now that I ask, she is feeling it again “and it’s not pleasant”. Ending her thoughts with “Thank you Master”
When we landed, I received a text from The Company. Apparently, my usual chauffeur was involved in an accident and not able to pick us up. Las Vegas was busy with a big game and several conventions in town, so none of the regular drivers were available last minute. Forcing them to send a new guy, Dennis.
Dennis was waiting at the baggage claim area. A young kid–I say it as if I’m an old one–in his early twenties. Like I was when I started. Brand new to Las Vegas, clueless as to who owned the company, unaware that we dealt in human, consensual chattel. In other words, he was me, six years ago.
My slave gets in the car first, sits on the hump in the back, faces the back seat and unbuttons her dress. As it falls off her body, she is exposed to anyone walking by. She looks up and smiles as her hands cross in front of her, her bare breasts getting a little of the desert sunlight.
My aunt always did enjoy an audience!
I sit in the back with her between my legs, Dennis proceeds to pull out of the airport, asking if I wanted the divider window up? No. I’m ok. My slave has already fished my cock out and started sucking on it as I am reading my emails.
As my slave enjoys my cock, I started talking to Dennis, I found out he was from New York. A recent transplant to Las Vegas. He is doing a few VIP pick-ups today. Being the new guy, he normally doesn’t get this kind of rides. I curiously ask about his next run. He tells me he has an hour down time. “Perfect for grabbing me some lunch.” I smile, then lean back against the seat and enjoy the feeling of my cock all the way down her throat and her nose touching my pubic hairs.
As I began to cum, filling her mouth. I’m not sure if I was really choking her or she was making the choking noises for the benefit of Dennis, but either way, it felt good.
Passing thru the gates, down the tree lined road that follows the golf course to my condo. Grabbing my remote from my bag, I open the garage door as Dennis pulls the black stretch up to the curb.
For a ritzy gated community, the rows of condos are nothing too amazing. They all look alike. Mine is a Two bedroom, two bath, with small office space off the Livingroom. I guess you call it a split level with a tuck under garage. There is balcony off the front office are that overlooks the street. It has a decent view of the strip as well as the next row of condos.
The master bedroom is in back and overlooks the pools and outdoor spas of the community clubhouse. Perfect for feeding my voyeuristic tendencies!
As we park, my slave quickly fixes my trousers, licks her lips and kisses my feet. Dennis opens the door and steps to the side, like all good chauffeurs do to allow their guests to exit. And in this case, get another view of my naked lady.
She gracefully exits the limo, holding onto her dress but isn’t really covering anything up. I looked at Dennis, noticing his tent in his trousers. I smile as she passes by him,
“So, here’s the deal Dennis.” As I reach into my pocket to pull out a one-hundred-dollar bill. “You get to choose your tip. Tip A, is a crisp one-hundred-dollar bill. Tip B, is a crisp one-hundred-dollar bill with an added bonus of an amazing blowjob from this beautiful naked lady. Once you bring my bag into the house” I am, of course, pointing at my naked aunt, smiling at us.
Not sure how to respond, Dennis looks at me, then he looks at her. She is smiling and standing straight to make sure he sees her magnificent breasts. I sweeten the offer as Dennis is trying to form a sentence. “Dennis, you have an hour to kill. Why not spend some of that having your cock sucked while holding those genuine, 100% Midwestern grown 38D’s with equally naturally large nipples. Have you ever seen a nicer set of titties?” His jaw is open, “Ah, um, ah, no Sir.” He stutters.
He pops the trunk without an answer. Grabbing my suitcase, I let him know “She will be in the living room waiting for you. I will be in my office checking email if you need anything. ” I stuff the bill in his breast pocket. Inside, I point to the floor beside the couch. She obediently kneels, waiting to service him. I head for my office as I hear the front door close.
She invites him to sit. Then the sounds of clothing being removed, and a zipper being pulled down. “Ooh, Dennis, that’s so nice and tall. You like having it sucked?” I didn’t hear an answer before I started to hear her slurping sounds soon followed by his multiple repeats of the phrase “OH My Fucking God.” Apparently, she did her thing and made him cum quickly. Followed by a sound of a zipper and my slave asking, “I hope you enjoyed that Dennis, I sure did” and then the door quickly opens and closes.
A minute later, she joins me on the office balcony. Licking her lips and smiling. I think she enjoys that part of the blowjob as much as she does sucking cock. Licking the overflow. “Thank you, Sir, he was delicious.”
Although she is my slave and she is nude, wanting to be next to her master, she does realize we do live in a civilized society and public nudity is not always exactly welcomed. Even in Las Vegas! She pauses at the sliding door. “Come on out slave, its ok. Nudity on private grounds is acceptable here. We have several old Vegas showgirls living around here, and so the homeowner’s association likes to keep them happy.”
I love her boobs and I love looking at them more now in the Vegas sunshine. Pointing across the street, I show her the one condo to the right. “That’s Jerry’s condo. He’s my accountant. Not that I need one yet, it’s just nice to say that. He looks like your typical CPA, tall, skinny, glasses, balding head. He should be coming out soon as he knows I am now home, and he has my mail for me. ”
I see his door open. “I’m sure he saw that I had a new slave, so he’ll want to come over here and fuck you. A word of warning, I’ve been told that he has a small dick, so when I let him fuck you, please make him feel good about it!” She laughs.
That’s about the time she points out the old lady in the condo next to his, standing on her balcony, looking at us. Well, looking at her, my naked slave who is smiling back. I tell her “That’s Miss Kravitz. She’s old and she is the neighborhood witch. Hating everything that is fun. She especially hates to see beautiful women flaunting their goods.”
Ironically, its her husband who has been the champion of the lax nudity rules in the community. “Just smile at her, play with your nipples then go answer the door for Jerry. I need to call mother to let her know we are home safe.”
She smiles at me, “Yes Master” as she turns and heads to the door. I soon hear “Holy fucking Hanna those are beautiful. where did you come from sweetheart?” She didn’t answer but walked him into my office and knelt on the dog bed I have next to my desk.
I make the introductions. “Larry, meet my new slave Linda, Aunt Linda, meet Jerry.” As I said that, she kissed his feet “Hello Sir”. Jerry was still processing what I had said, as he put my mail on my desktop.
As Jerry is catching up on the words and matching them to the image before him, my slave tells me she needs the butt plug removed and some food. “Us old slaves need to take our medication to stay healthy for our owners, Sir.”