The next day we all slept in. It was still morning, but barely when I awakened. My head was resting on Miss Lucy’s thigh. Nature was calling, so I got up, careful not to disturb her and stumbled to the nearest bathroom.

A search of the kitchen cabinets yielded nothing I could turn into breakfast. There was a jar of instant coffee, but no food. Searching further led me to a couple of well-worn pots and pans. I filled one with water and began heating it for coffee.

The sound of the doorbell surprised me. As far as I knew we were expecting no deliveries or business, so I checked the peephole before I opened it. I was pleased to see Cloe standing on the threshold with a stuffed shopping bag in her hand.

It was the first time I had seen her clothed. She wore grey sweatpants. yellow t-shirt, and trainers. Her short blonde hair was slightly disheveled compared with the preceding night. She grinned happily when I opened the door and looked over my nakedness with a twinkle in her eye. This gamine and lively Chloe was a charming change from her serious, “on-duty” formality earlier.

“Hi, Chloe, come in. To what do we owe the pleasure?”

“i come bearing sustenance. Mistress thought you may have forgotten to shop for groceries, so she assigned me to bring you enough for breakfast or brunch, at least.”

She set her burden down and began removing her clothes.

“Naked slaves inside, right?”

“Yes, That’s my Mistress’ policy too.”

“Cool, I feel more comfortable naked, anyway.”

“Yeah, me too.”

We grinned at each other.

“What’s in the bag?”

“Coffee, eggs, English muffins, bacon, cheese, OJ, milk, butter, strawberry jam, and yogurt. Oh, and cereal and bananas too. I figured that should satisfy most tastes for breakfast. Should I run back to the store for anything else?”

“No, that’ll make a feast. Can you stay and join us?”

“I’ll cook. Why don’t you rouse the gang and I’ll get to it.”

I hesitated and she playfully shoved me out of the kitchen area.

“Shoo, I’m a full-service slave girl, and a damn good cook.”

On my way past the couch, I alerted Miss Lucy that breakfast was looming. Mistress and Alexandra were stirring in her rumpled bed. Unsurprisingly the room reeked of sex. I leaned over to kiss Mistress’ foot that poked out from under the sheet.

“Breakfast time, Mistress. Miss Caitlyn sent Chloe to cook for us.”

“I need to go.”

“Of course, Mistress.”

I scrambled into position lying face down between her legs, my favorite place to be and brought my lips to her pussy.

“Ready?”

I nodded and she began to release her nectar. The first sensation of her stream hitting my tongue was at all times delightful. Such an intimate act. It gave me chills when I took her fluids like this. The warm bitter liquid made me glory in her ownership of me. She stroked my head as I drank, and I felt truly loved.

The first hint of bacon frying wafted through the door. That got all of us moving.

Soon we were gathered around the table eating our food off paper plates with plastic cutlery.

“This is delicious Chloe, thank you.”

“My pleasure, Miss Barbara.”

“It seemed your Mistress’ other guest enjoyed herself last night.”

“Oh, my yes, she certainly did. She wound up spending the night in Mistress’ guest room. Seemed she was a bit unsteady on her feet. Never had a drop to drink.”

She tried to minimize her smile as her twinkling eyes flicked up to Alexandra and me.

“Good on you, slaves, you crippled her.” Lucy raised her orange juice in toast. We all laughed at that.

“Mistress wanted me to extend her compliments on your slaves to both, of you Miss Barbara and Miss Lucy. She also said that I was to stick around this afternoon and offer myself for any services you might require.”

“Very gracious of her. I think we’re going to spend a very lazy day and it would be a pleasure to have you join us.”

“Thank you, Miss Barbara, I’m sure there will be little things I could take care of for you.”

It was wonderful having Chloe there do take care of the tasks that would have fallen to Alexandra and me for a few hours. She cleaned up the breakfast mess while we lounged around, exploring the house and even taking a dip in the small pool that only Mistress had known was in the backyard.

The family was lounging around the pool when Chloe emerged from the house carrying a bottle of wine and plastic cups. She poured servings for us, and Mistress told her to take some for herself. It was a great day. We soaked up some sun and sipped the wine.

“Chloe, I left my bed a mess, would you go make it up for me? It’s a king, so it’d be easier if Erik helped, I think. Why don’t the two of you take care of it together.”

Chloe and I exchanged a glance that didn’t quite conceal the joy and excitement we shared at what Mistress clearly intended to be implicit.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Of course, Miss Barbara.”

We didn’t actually skip off to attend to the task, but it felt like it. As we headed toward the house Mistress called out, “take your time.”

“Is this something you want?” Chloe looked at me wide-eyed.

Her vulnerability in asking this was incredibly charming and made me want her more than I already did.

“I’ve wanted you since you opened your Mistress’ door last night. Will this be okay with her?”

“I’m sure that’s what she was alluding to when she told me to take care of any little things you needed. And I wanted you at first sight too.”

As soon as we entered the bedroom we embraced and toppled onto the bed. We kissed like lovers reunited after a long separation. Our tongues dueling passionately, our hands exploring each other’s bodies greedily, and pressing ourselves together with a near desperation.

“There’s something I’ve been thinking about from the moment you lowered your pants and I saw the sexy tattoo on the head of your pretty cock.”

She pushed me away far enough so she could get her mouth on Mistress’ cock and balls, then started kissing and licking feverishly stroking the shaft with her little hand and suckling the balls into her mouth. She rolled them on her tongue and stroked Mistress’ cock with both hands in an unfamiliar and delightful way. They felt like butterflies dancing on my skin. The sensations were magical. Quickly I was rock hard and precum was bubbling out of my slit.

She moved her lips to my glans and suckled it, savoring the precum and slipping her tongue tip into my urethra. I’d never felt such wonderous sensations. Mistress’ cock throbbed as she slid her mouth down on me, taking me into her throat effortlessly. When she had it all, she worked Mistress’ balls with her delicate hands and began to hum. Wow did that work.

One of her hands slipped gently between my legs and found Mistress’ fuckhole. She bunched three fingers and slid them in. When she had them all the way inside, she began working me with them. Spreading them aside, then back together to rotate them, and then fucking me with them. That combined with her other hand working on Mistress balls and her mouth sucking like a vacuum as her head bobbed aggressively was other worldly.

My muscles began to convulse. I felt the orgasm create from the depths of my soul. I clutched the back of her head with both hands as the most amazing orgasm of my life blasted out of me like Old Faithful. It felt like quarts of cum were jetting out of me in one huge spurt after another.

She didn’t hesitate, working my glans with her throat through the first four or five spurts, but then I could feel her letting my jizz pool in her mouth. Finally, the explosions subsided, and she pulled herself up to me, pressing her lips to mine for a deep kiss. She let what felt like tablespoons of my hot, thick, tangy cum seep into my mouth and we happily shared the product of the most extraordinary blow job I had ever had.

We stayed like that for minutes, our sweaty skin plastered together. We shared soft kisses and gentle caresses until I rolled her onto her back and slid down in the bed kissing her shoulder, flicking the ring in her proud nipple, tongue teasing her belly button en route to my goal.

Her gorgeous pussy was already oozing sweet passion juice. My tongue toyed with the fine gold rings decorating her lovely lips. As I flipped them up and down like doorknockers Chloe moaned and squirmed her pussy toward my lips, but I drew back enough to keep the teasing contact only a hint of the full-frontal assault I was planning. Her aroma was a deep, fruity, womanly contrast to her tiny girlish body. The Intoxicating scent and promise of flavor pulled me powerfully into her beckoning sex.

When my need matched hers, I spread her wide open with gentle pressure from my thumbs and dove in, licking her deep pink slit from the bottom up, making firm contact with her prominent clit at the end of the stroke. I was surprised to discover a small stud piercing her hood. I took a moment to work the golden ball, so it rubbed gently against her fuck button.

I rolled my tongue to probe her steamy hole and clutched her muscular ass cheeks with both hands as she pulled on my head. I fucked her with my coiled tongue, mashing my swollen lips painfully at the confluence of our building passion.

Her clit grew under my assault, swelling like a tiny cock begging for my tongue to whip it as I pursed my lips to intensify the effect. Her hips began a rocking motion. I could feel her glutes flex as she drove herself harder and faster against my mouth.

A scream of ecstasy erupted from her. Animalistic, joyful, and she shuddered, pouring a fresh flow of cum. I greedily devoured everything she gave me, rejoicing at the gift flooding my mouth. A series of spasms punctuated by gasps continued for what seemed an eternity.

“Oh my God.”

I eased my efforts, still sucking but not as hard, gently caressing her pulsing clit with my tongue. We sighed and sagged together as she stroked my hair.

“Don’t stop, just let me rest for a second, that was amazing.”

I continued softly working on her. When I tried humming as she had around my cock it seemed to get her engine running again.

Great new trick she taught me there. Soon she was moving more, pulling my head and rocking into my mouth. I increased suction and the pace of my tongue work. She humped my mouth and guided my head forcefully.

We accelerated our efforts in unison. I assaulted the mattress with Mistress’ fully reenergized cock and my efforts were rewarded as she achieved another powerful orgasm in my mouth and I came onto the bed.

Oh, oh, fuck, ooh.

I continued punishing her clit with the stiff tip of my tongue as she thrashed against me, spasming and shaking. Nothing gratifies me more than feeling a woman cum like that filling my mouth with her silky juice and screaming her joy.

As soon as she began to settle, she grabbed me under my arms and pulled me up guiding my cock into her overflowing pussy.

“Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard.”

I needed no encouragement and immediately began thrusting into her as she wrapped her legs around my back to pull me into her. We ground our pelvises together, mashing her clit against its stud between us driving her along in a serial orgasm that seemed to escalate as we fucked.

“Oh God, I’m cumming again.”

“Yes, me too.”

I grabbed her ass harder and pulled frantically as I pounded my cock into her. She pulled me in with her legs on my lower back and we cried out together. Our mouths came together in a deep kiss. I could feel our hearts pounding and the kiss broke so we could catch our breath.

“Holy shit.”

“Yeah.”

“How did you learn to eat pussy like that?”

“Practice I guess. I love doing it. You have a delicious pussy. That makes it easy. And that was the best blow job I ever had, you rock.”

We kissed tenderly and softly stroked each other. I tousled her hair and rolled her onto her stomach.

“Huh?”

“Relax, you’ll love this.”

I skip kissed my way down her spine to her coccyx where I kissed her. Then extended my tongue, and delicately slid the tip down her crack. She moaned and raised her butt in encouragement. I caressed the globes of her tight butt, slowly slipped my thumbs between them and parted her like sections of an orange, exposing her glorious pink rosebud.

I dipped my tongue and licked her crack with it flattened to make full contact with all of her sensitive area. I did that twice then brought the tip to her puckered opening. I teased her there, drawing little whimpers and a shiver.

As I traced her opening and gradually worked the tip of my tongue into her, I could feel her hand reaching between her legs to stroke her soaked pussy as I pleasured her ass.

It didn’t take long for her to cum again. She pushed her butt up seeking more tongue in her ass and I thrust as far into her as I could.

She came three more times that way before slumping into the mattress, totally spent.

“Wash the sheets before you make the bed.”

Mistress’ voice and mirthful laugh from the doorway startled me. I sat bolt upright and turned to see her grinning at me.

“Sorry, Mistress. We’ll get right to it.”

I heard her laughter recede as she walked away. I shook Chloe gently to rouse her. She had fallen asleep from her orgasm overdose. Despite Mistress’ amusement at our condition, I took the message that it was time for the slaves to get to work. We exchanged a quick kiss and stripped the bed. Occasionally we would touch each other affectionately as we worked.

Once the bedclothes were in the wash, we wandered into the living room to discover Mistress Barbara, Miss Lucy, and surprisingly Miss Caitlyn seated on the couch sipping wine. Alexandra knelt at Miss Lucy’s feet.

“How was the honeymoon?” Miss Caitlyn asked with an arched eyebrow, but a teasing note in her voice. Chloe blushed. I tried on a sheepish grin.

“Should they be punished for cheating on us?”

Was Mistress playing with us? I wasn’t sure. Chloe threw me a quick fearful look. Mistress’ expression turned into a glare and Miss Caitlyn joined her.

Mistress made a beckoning gesture and pointed to the floor in front of her. I scurried over and knelt at her feet.

“Chloe!” Miss Caitlyn copied Mistress’ gesture and Chloe rushed to comply as I had.

Finally, Mistress could no longer control herself. Miss Caitlyn joined her. They both enjoyed a good laugh at our expense before Mistress spoke.

“Maureen called earlier to tell Caitlyn that we have our mortgage and at an excellent interest rate. No doubt this is partly due to the performance of our slaves last night. That’s why you two rascals warranted some pleasure this afternoon.”

Chloe and I both thanked her

“It seems you get along pretty well together.” Miss Caitlyn stroked Chloe’s short hair. Her irony was not lost on anyone, and we all chuckled.

“That means we are officially in business. Miss Caitlyn and Chloe will be joining us as partners in the endeavor. And I’m happy to announce that we have our first regular client. Erik, you have a standing date with Maureen. At closing time every Wednesday, you will report to her bank. Every Monday evening at seven you and Alexandra will report at her home. I guess she enjoyed you both last night.”

Miss Lucy hooked her finger in Alexandra’s collar, and they both rose to their feet.

“You have more business I guess, so we will leave you to it.”

She led Alexandra from the living room. Chloe and I exchanged a quizzical glance. Mistress turned to Miss Caitlyn extending her hand in deferral.

“So far our stable is limited. Everyone will work, but you two and Alexandra are vital to our success. While I imagine much of our clientele will be interested in relatively vanilla sex, some will want more exotic play. You need to be prepared for whatever comes up. Barbara, Lucy, and I have decided that you will both receive training in the dominant role.” She tossed the floor to Mistress.

“Caitlyn, Lucy and I will be available as advisors, but we want to see how you discover your way and develop your own style. During the next week, when you aren’t working, Chloe will be Erik’s Mistress. During the following week Erik will be Chloe’s Master. Alexandra will be available if her help would be useful in staging a scene. I’ll be away recruiting for a few days, so consult with Lucy if you need guidance.