Thankfully they had both walked on and didn’t notice her face reddening more. Jamie followed at a distance without being told. They continued on, stopping in the kitchen and at a few points along the way. Jamie followed but kept her distance, taking in the conversation and wanting desperately to be a part of it. She also noticed Karina as they walked and talked.

She was probably 5′ 6″, maybe 5′ 7″, and was thin. She had maybe a full B cup breast and probably didn’t weigh much over 125 pounds. She was naturally dark-complected with sandy brown hair and brown eyes. She was also very pretty. Nothing compared to Shannon, but Jamie wondered she was very attractive. It turns out she and Shannon had grown up together and she was some kind of administrator in some hospital or doctor’s office. Her husband, Josh, seemed to be some kind of doctor who was called in last night and didn’t make the pool party.

Shannon expressed her displeasure by saying “Well fuck him then!”, exaggerating the word him as she did so. It seems they could not offend each other no matter what they said, as Karina laughed hysterically at that opinion directed at her husband.

After a while they made their way to the pool where Ray joined them. Jamie went to work as they disrobed and threw clothing on numerous loungers. Shannon was in a black string bikini bottom that tied at the hips paired with a matching triangle top tying at the back and behind the neck. As she turned Jamie noticed it was a thong bikini that bared all of her toned backside.

‘Brave woman’ Jamie wondered to herself. ‘But I guess that what Goddesses get to do.’

Karina had a mustard yellow bikini of a matching style with white strings tying it together, the exception being the back. Karina had a cheeky bottom showing most of her butt, but nothing as revealing as Shannon’s full thong.

“Jamie.” Shannon called as she was lining up the shoes and laying the towels over the lounge chairs. She was holding a bottle of sunblock.

“Yes Goddess.” Jamie said, walking over.

“She is already calling you Goddess?” Karina said through a laugh “You shifty fucking bitch!”

“I know, right?” Shannon replied. “She is doing so well,” she continued as she turned to look at Jamie “but don’t get cocky Jamie, you aren’t enslaved yet.”

“Yes Goddess.”

Jamie now had the sunblock lotion in her hand but was unsure where to begin, but then Shannon put her left foot up on the closest lounger while continuing to talk with Karina and now Ray. She only glanced at Jamie with that commanding look and Jamie knew immediately what to do.

She knelt, sitting on her ankles, and started rubbing sunblock onto Shannon’s calf, starting at the ankle and working up to the knee. She thoroughly rubbed it in and moved to her thigh, slowly and efficiently rubbing sunblock into her Goddess’s muscular, yet soft, thigh. She went all the way up to her bikini bottom, careful to cover the skin around the bikini without getting any sunblock on it. Shannon wordlessly put that foot down and raised the other foot to the lounger. Jamie repeated, oddly enjoying this action and feeling a tingling in her own bikini bottom. Her vagina was beginning to stir slightly with desire.

When she was done, Shannon, again without a word, put her foot down and turned around. With Jamie still on her knees, Shannon’s thick booty covered by only a thong was now about eight inches from Jamie’s face. She eagerly rubbed sunblock all over her exposed ass and deep within her ass crack. She shook her hips left and right back when Jamie heard Ray say:

“I don’t think she heard you, Karina.” as they all laughed once more.

“I’m sorry Master, but what did I miss?” Jamie said, confused.

Karina was looking at Jamie when Shannon’s butt began to shake seductively in front of her.

“The joke is usually “Pull your head out of your fucking ass”, but in Jamie’s case she may have to pull her head out of your ass baby!” Ray joked as Shannon twerked.

Jamie was a bit confused and embarrassed and blushed while she waited to see what was going on. Shannon helped by repeating the opinion she missed:

“Karina asked if you were enjoying the view, Jamie. And since you didn’t even hear her, I am pretty sure we know the fucking answer!”

“Yes Goddess, sorry Goddess, but the view was pretty good.” Jamie said sheepishly.

“I’m happy to hear that, now keep going, Karina and Ray are next” Shannon instructed as the conversation among the three continued.

Jamie moved up to cover Shannon’s back and sides, shoulder blades and shoulders. Then Shannon turned to the side to open a spot in the middle of their triangle of conversation. Jamie was unsure if she should get in the middle of them, but a quick look from Shannon was very clear that yes, she was. So, she moved forward and knelt between them. Shannon moved back and closed the gap, now Jamie was on her knees in the middle of the three, who were all suddenly standing over her. She felt trapped, but ok with it at the same time.

A look from Shannon commanded Jamie to continue, so she started rubbing lotion on Shannon’s soft yet toned belly. She moved north and worked on her upper chest and then moved down to her breasts, which were barely covered by her skimpy bikini top. Jamie hadn’t felt many pairs of breasts beyond her own and maybe a few drunken pictures with her closest friends, so she was nowhere near an expert of quality.

She decided quickly that they were magnificent. Big but not too big, soft yet firm, and perky with soft skin that screamed of years of top quality lotion and care. Jamie caressed them efficiently and gently, leaving no skin unattended. She felt the stirring in her loins amp up just a bit more.

Jamie covered her arms next and got another “Good girl” from Shannon.

Karina was next, then Ray, and Jamie rubbed them both up and down with the same dedication as she did for Shannon. She noticed that she felt nothing rubbing lotion on Karina’s barely covered butt or her boobs. This made Jamie curious as to why.

‘I know I am not gay, this helps prove that. But why do I get worked up around Shannon?’ she wondered to herself.

When the lotion was done Ray playfully pushed Shannon and Karina both in the water and Jamie applied her own sunblock and took a spot on a lounger. She neatly cleaned up everything up, put clothing on loungers, then she enjoyed about 10 minutes in the sun before her first command.

**********

Ray was pleased to be offered a foot massage for breakfast. He thought if Jamie was gonna stay and stare at him awkwardly while he ate and relaxed, or leave them alone, or ask for instructions. She did the best thing a potential slave could have done. The foot massage offered kept her quiet and Ray didn’t have to think about it.

Being a good slave isn’t easy, far from it, and some people never learn how to properly serve. Some are too attentive: sometimes it is just too much work to keep them as a slave. Jamie would be he and Shannon’s third shared slave girl (Shannon had her other slaves) and their first shared slave girl just never learned. She tried way to fucking hard! Ray felt he never had any peace and quiet with her, she was at all times asking to do something or if they needed anything.

That was the reason they stopped letting her serve, it just got to be too much. Too many questions. Too many comments. Too much attention.

Jamie handled this perfectly: serve the breakfast, don’t hover too close, don’t ask more questions. Offering a quiet massage was just icing on the cake. Ray smiled when she grabbed his foot and got to work on it.

He enjoyed the moment, then watched her handle the workout like a champ. He inspected the bathroom and kitchen when she was done cleaning them. Jamie was off to a great begin so far, and he thought how she would handle Karina and Josh.

Karina was Shannon’s oldest friend and Ray liked her too. He liked her husband Josh so much more, and he and Josh had become good friends over the years. As much as he loved Shannon, he liked being with her while being able to leave her alone. Today, for example, he could kick back and hang with Josh while those two bantered and bitched about who knows what. Everyone would win, and he could watch Jamie like a hawk while Shannon and Karina (neither of whom could hold their alcohol) got drunk of what ever fruity drink they were in the mood for. He and Josh could also gawk at three hot women in bikinis.

He was immediately disappointed when Karina arrived without Josh. It seems he was called in overnight.

‘Well shit…’ Ray wondered, disappointed. ‘Oh well, now I can watch Jamie that much closer. Let’s see how she handles those two when they are drunk.’

He knew Karina could be a lot to handle, just like Shannon. Many people couldn’t handle the way they spoke, especially when they were together, and this would be a good test for Jamie. Ray would be watching.

Despite the disappointment of Josh being absent, he was still excited for the day!

**********

As Jamie relaxed with her ears trained on the group her first command came about 10 minutes in:

“Jamie!” Shannon shouted from the pool “It’s time for a fucking drink, go whip us up some fucking pina coladas. Everything should be in the kitchen.”

“Yes Goddess.” she replied immediately and got up to head to the kitchen. As she did, she heard Karina’s voice say:

“And look at that fucking ass bounce and sway! God damn you guys, she is fucking sexy!”

Hearing that, Jamie had a bit of a naughty wondered and immediately slowed down, put her hands in her hair, start to exaggerate her stride, and started swinging her bikini clad butt left to right as much as she could without falling over. She beamed inside when she heard profanity laced catcalls from the pool and Shannon call out “Shake that fat fucking ass!”

She got to the kitchen, prepped the drinks and had a moment that made her pause: what was she doing?

‘Am I really making drinks for those people after rubbing sunblock all over their nearly naked bodies?’

‘Did I really get horny putting my hands on Shannon’s body?’

‘Am I really trying to become a slave to this couple? For fuck’s sake, a slave? Do I want to be their property and playtoy like she keeps saying?’

‘Am I really excited to suck Ray’s dick again? I am, why is that? He is married and all he has done to earn that from me is beat the shit out of me! Not just once either! Twice!’

Thoughts raced through her mind like that hadn’t raced since her first session with Ray. Oddly, it was brief: just as fast as those thoughts forced their way across her conscious, they faded. She calmed quickly and realized she was here by choice. She did enjoy getting crushed by Ray. She did enjoy being submissive to these two. She couldn’t say why, but they tapped into a part of her she didn’t know what there. Shannon was right: she was naturally a submissive person who had never, ever been submissive.

Shannon also had that look that had just drawn her in. She had this look to go with such a powerful presence, that combination made Jamie feel comfortable bending to her will. Somehow, she trusted both Shannon and Ray completely and wanted to please them. Jamie wanted to serve them, to make their life a little easier and enjoyable. She wanted to let Shannon feel like a Queen, if only for a few days at a time, because she felt Shannon deserved it. Jamie didn’t know why she felt that way, but the feeling got stronger the longer she was in their presence.

She also wanted to please Ray, that man who had broken her will to fight and withstand. He had broken part of her spirit and unlocked her submissive side from its slumber inside her. He had awoken something that Jamie didn’t know existed, and she was grateful for it.

‘That wondered would explain why I keep having the urge to suck his dick.’ she wondered wordlessly. ‘It doesn’t hurt that he has a pretty nice dick. That’s the sort of dick I could become a slave to.’ she continued to think silently.

“And it isn’t really slavery, this is America. I can leave if I choose.” she heard herself say out loud. She looked around nervously to make sure no one had heard that. No one was around.

Within a few minutes she felt great again, her confidence peaking after the catcalls. The drinks were done, and she grabbed a tray and briskly walked to the pool to serve them.

The drinks didn’t last long, and she was commanded to make refills by Karina. She did so, and enjoyed some down time in the sun while Shannon, Karina, and Ray enjoyed the pool.

After an hour or so, and another drink for everyone, They got out and laid out in the sun. Shannon was a little drunk, as was Karina, but Ray wasn’t really feeling as tipsy.

“Jamie!” Shannon said in a loud, excited, partially drunken voice “Toenails. Now. There is a red pedicure bag in the closet in the Master bathroom. You know, next to where your future fucking Master’s sleep. Get it!”

Jamie got up, went inside, grabbed the pedicure bag, and returned. She found both girls sitting up now and waiting on her to return.

“Start with this cocksucking whore, and get rid of that shitbag red toenail polish! How fucking old are you, Grandma? Fucking seriously? Only old bitches wear that red.” Karina said through laughter.

“Fuck you bitch! You don’t get to fucking order her around, she belongs to me!” Shannon laughed and continued, “And the God dam “shitbag red” (she said with airquotes) wasn’t up to me, fucking David…..”

Shannon continued to push back against the playful criticism and there was more back and forth, more profanity, more laughter. Jamie wasn’t sure to begin or not. Then the laughter died, and Shannon said:

“You heard that skinny skank, me fucking first!”

Jamie laid out a towel over the hot concrete in front of them and knelt down, sitting on her heels to lower herself closer to foot and toe level. She then carefully removed Shannon’s toenail polish and wiped her nails clean with a dry cloth she found with the mani/pedi bag. The cloth felt insanely expensive for such a task, and was softer and finer than any cloth Jamie had ever used.

‘Perfect for her feet’ Jamie wondered to herself, immediately curious why such a wondered crossed through her mind.

She then blew a bit on each of her toes, one by one, to ensure they were fully dry. Just to be thorough, she moved to Karina’s toes next and removed her toenail polish too, letting Shannon’s toes stand in the sun for a few extra minutes. She repeated the steps for Karina and blew on her toes slightly just to be sure Karina didn’t feel shortchanged.

She moved back to Shannon and reached into the bag for the toe spreader she had seen earlier but stopped herself before her hand reached the bag. She paused, thinking about her own pedicures:

‘This isn’t a full pedi…’ Jamie wondered quickly ‘…just a painting of the toes. I still think she would appreciate a quick foot massage’

Her hand continued moving to the bag and grabbed the peppermint lotion instead of the toe spreader. She then gave Shannon two or three minutes on each foot before moving to Karina and repeating the process.

She then reached back to the bag, pulling out a toe spreader and gently placed each of her toes in the appropriate slot.

‘It’s nice that she has long toes, it makes this more comfortable for her. The toes separate better too, easier for me.’ Jamie wondered. This wondered was immediately followed by a brief rush of anxiety and apprehension about what she was doing.

‘What the hell Jamie?! Am I fucking serious?! I’m admiring her toes as I give pool side foot rubs and pedi’s?! All the while these profane girls barely notice I’m here serving them on my Sunday?!’

Tension welled up in her chest and mind, she started breathing heavy, and she felt mild panic may be next, however it subsided almost as quickly as it came on. She calmed down, her breathing slowed, the tension faded, and she heard Shannon say:

“You ok there Jamie? What the fuck was that?” The f bomb and direct question flowing from her mouth as simply and unassumingly as one might ask “What time is it?”

“Fine Goddess. Sorry. What color would you like?” She read off the colors as she held them up for her to choose from.

She hoped she saved face and Shannon would not follow up with another question, and she was relieved when she only replied:

“The hot slutty purple.”

“I like that one too Goddess.” She said as they continued their chat, stopping to profanely greet Ray as he sat down next to Shannon. Jamie painstakingly painted her toes as carefully and (hopefully!) efficiently as she had ever painted her own toes. She held her left foot gently with her left hand and moved forward and just to the side of Shannon’s outstretched foot (burning her knee on the hot concrete when she moved a bit too far) so she could rest her right hand on her foot. This would give her maximum stability to do as good a job as she could. When done she repeated with her right foot.

She moved over to start with Karina, planning to repeat every step, when Ray said:

“Wait,” He stopped speaking to shake his empty glass “how about another round of those before you start on the interloper over there!”

Shannon laughed loudly and interjected a profane follow up while Karina waited for her moment and said:

“Hey fuck you two! Keep up the shit and I’m taking your new toy home with ME!” She really exaggerated the word “me” to make her point before the profane banter picked up from there as she got up and walked to the kitchen for another round.

As she walked away, Jamie felt oddly satisfied to hear Shannon and Ray speak up on the subject of who she would belong to. She knew it was all bluster taken to another level by the pina coladas she had been serving them, but hearing her being fought over, even as a slave, made her feel warm inside, wanted, and a bit horny. It was a very odd combination of feelings.

She came back with another round and wordlessly went to work on Karina’s toes. She chose a bright green and Jamie made the effort to be just as feasible and detail oriented as she was with Shannon. She didn’t think she succeeded in doing so, but no one seem to notice. She just didn’t feel as satisfied serving Karina, and she hoped it had not affected the quality of her work.

‘Thank you pina coladas!’ she wondered wordlessly as she leaned back on her heels after finishing Karina’s bright green toes. ‘Shannon doesn’t seem to miss anything, thank God she didn’t notice I just didn’t have the same enthusiasm for Karina.’ She also looked at Shannon who was staring at her with that look that she seemed to have, staring into her somehow. Jamie wasn’t sure how long she had been the focus of Shannon’s gaze, she hoped it wasn’t very long.

She avoided the gaze by putting everything away and moving away to her own lounger, no one objected. Before she moved off, she said:

“I will let them dry a few minutes then grab the toe spreaders, if that is ok?”

No one answered, but Shannon looked at her again and wordlessly signaled that She approved. Jamie was back in five minutes or so for the toe spreaders and then she got to enjoy about an hour in the sun with no direction or requests outside of yet another round of drinks. She felt satisfied to enjoy some sun by a pool on what could be the last nice day of the year, but also left out a bit as no one needed her, made any commands, or acknowledged her.

Then, as she lounged with her eyes closed but ears open she heard something that made her panic momentarily:

“What the fuck is that, Jamie! What the fuck IS that?!” Shannon bellowed loudly and drunkenly, emphasizing the word “IS” while pointing her finger as she sat in her lounger. This F word had some emotion behind it, even a bit of anger, and it was the first time one of Her f words ever had. Jamie sprung up and came over.