Submissive Sex Slave Chapter 4: Scarlet

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Had I been surprised by all of this?  I think the answer is no.  Steve had had something edgy from the beginning, I had never quite known what it was.  So his request for ‘sex that was a little bit different’ didn’t surprise me that much.  I may not have done anything like that before but I was open to exploration with him.  Somehow, I had known it would be good.  Or better than good.  I knew I could trust him, no matter where we went.

Had I been surprised by his money? Absolutely yes.  I had no idea anyone could have so much money.  Did I like it?  Oh my gosh, of course.  Does that make me a shallow person? Maybe. But I loved the Rolls Royce, I loved expensive champagne, delicious oils in the bath, the best sheets on the bed, the underwear, and the expensive, very expensive, toys. 

I loved the toys.

I loved Roberta using the toys.  I loved using the toys on Roberta.  I loved Steve watching us use the toys.

Which brings me to Roberta.  I think I was most surprised by his ‘relationship’ with Roberta.  She was the Butler, for goodness sake.  Except, the first time I’d walked into the mansion, I could see Roberta was more than just a Butler.  I could see by the way she looked at me, directly in the eye, her mouth a little bit open, her one hand resting on her own skin, near her nipples, that she was something else.   Of course she was not just a Butler.

And I didn’t mind.  My time with Steve, on his own, was astonishing.  My time with both of them, Steve and Roberta together, mind-blowing.  Two was fun.  Three was fabulous.  And that night, that first night with both of them together, I still get wet just thinking about it.

So does Roberta.  I had known that at the end of the night, when we’d all fallen asleep together in a tangle, three naked beautiful bodies on the bed, that Roberta had a thing for me.  The way she had kissed me goodnight, it was so damn sexy.  Steve’s kiss was sexy too.  But Roberta, dear sweet God. I liked her.  I liked the feel of her body.  I liked her nipples.  I loved the taste of her cunt.  I could taste it now, just thinking about it, on my own lips. I loved going down on her and I loved it when she went down on me.   I loved the way she pressed her body against mind.  I loved her fingers.  On me.  In me.  At the same time as Steve’s.

When I had left the next morning Steve had given me Roberta’s number.

‘Put it in your phone,’ he had instructed.  ‘Call her for anything at all.  At any time.  If you want to come over, call her.  If you want to come over and fuck me, you call her.  If you want to come over and fuck her, call her, but always tell me. And know that next time I see you, whether it is alone or with Roberta, we are going to try something new.  We are always going to try something new. There are still more things I am going to show you’

Yes,’ was all I could say in reply.  ‘Yes.  Yes.  Anything, Steve.  Yes.’

Candy the driver had driven me home.  She was all business, in her black suit, her black driver’s hat, her eyes straight ahead on the road.

What did she know, I wondered.  Or had she, could she be, was she also a part of this.

After that first night I had I got home to my little flat, run a bath and just stayed there, soaking myself and dreaming.  What came next? Would he tie me up, beat me, hang me from chains? Would he gag me, hold me hard, spank me, whip me and fuck me from behind? Would he want to watch me doing all of that, but with Roberta?

I could barely wait.  I wanted more.  I wanted to try so many things.  Plus, I had seen all these toys in that cupboard, toys that I had never seen before. 

I picked up my phone and looked up Roberta’s number.  I would text her, I decided.  Ask her what all this meant exactly.  How long had she been doing it for?  What should I expect?  And when, when, would be the next time.

I remembered that Steve had told me to tell him any time I wanted to fuck her.  But this, I figured, this was just a message.

I typed.

Hey, it’s me, Scarlet.

Hi sweetie.  What’re you doing, all good? You should be resting after last night.

I am.  I’m in the bath.  I keep…

You keep what?

I keep touching, oh my gosh, I keep touching myself, under the water, feeling myself, I cannot believe how good it was, what we did…

Where are you touching, Scarlet?

Between my legs.  My thighs.  My fingers on my cunt, pretending they are your fingers. 

What did my fingers feel like, Scarlet.

They felt so good, Roberta.  So fucking good.  I want them, again, in me, inside of me, on me, on my nipples, in my mouth…

Let me hear you come, Scarlet, let me hear you.

Take off your clothes too Roberta.  Let me think of you naked.  Take off your dress. I want to feel your nipples, your neck, I want to fuck you so hard.

Jesus.  I came and came and came again. 

Roberta came.

We listened to each other come and it was so good.  I put the phone down, calmed down, dried myself off and then I had phoned Steve.

Hey, I said.  I just wanted to say.  Touch base. Tell you that I really liked what we did last night. And I would like to do it again soon. Please.’

He was silent for a while and then replied.

Scarlet.  Yes.  But remember, if you talk to Roberta, if you want to fuck Roberta, I need to know.  I need to know everything.  Got it?

Oh my god.  He already knew.  He knew that I had texted her.  Or sexted her.  But there was the sound of a smile in his voice and he was okay with it.

Yes, I said. Yes.   I will tell you everything, I promise.

We decided on dinner.  The next night.  Le Grande Stelle at 8 pm.  Candy would fetch me.  And I should go and pick out a dress from Sensuality, the most upmarket boutique in town.

I chose a dress.  The owner of the shop told me to pick out anything I wanted.  I could swear when I was trying on different dresses someone was watching me in the dressing room.  It feels like, could it be, that there cameras around?  Was it possible Steve had arranged to watch me? I didn’t mind.  I played to the cameras, even if they weren’t there.  I tried on dresses, I looked at myself in the mirror, I admired myself, I felt the tingle between my thighs.

I may have made myself come in the dressing room.

I had discovered something inside of me and I wanted more.  I wanted Steve.  I wanted Roberta.  I even wanted Candy the driver and Mia, the chef.  I wanted to fuck them all while I wore the dress and the underwear and all the beautiful things that I was being spoiled with.  I felt that something had been started and I did not want to stop it.   It felt like a fabulous beginning.

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