Submissive Sex Slave Chapter 8: Steve, Roberta, Scarlet and Candy

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That evening Mia made the most delicious meal.  She set the table in the dining room with two seats at opposite ends of the table.  She sprinkled rose petals on the tablecloth, placed champagne in the ice bucket, put on beautiful music and signalled to Steve that dinner was ready.

He took his seat on one end of the table, Scarlet took hers on the other.  She looked absolutely stunning, wearing a long skin tight dress with a slit all the way up the leg, high heels and a tiara. Steve looked gorgeous too, as always, in a black suit.

Mia served the first course.  Oysters.

She served the second course.  Lobster.

The room was filled with tension, sexual tension.  Steve had already explained the birthday game to Scarlet.   The game was no touching.

‘We can look, we can admire, but we will not touch.’

It was time for dessert.  This time it was not Mia who walked in to the dining room.  It was Candy and Roberta.  Between them they held a large magnificently iced strawberry chocolate cake.  And they both looked exquisite.  Both in black.  Tight black skirts.  Tight black shirts.  Completly see-through.  With absolutely nothing underneath other than black nipple caps, black stockings and black suspenders.

Steve, normally quiet and in control, let out a small cry.

Scarlet let out a bigger cry.  And then she stood.  And as she stood she stepped out of her dress. To reveal the same nipple caps, the same stockings and the same suspenders.

She went over to help Candy and Roberta with the cake. She gave them both a kiss, on the lips, deep, dark, sexy.  And then the three of them carried it over towards Steve who was still sitting at the head of the table. In shock.

‘Shall we sing to you?’ Scarlet asked.

Steve was quiet.  Was he angry? Shocked? Horrified?

No.  He reached out to Scarlet and pulled her towards him, held her hard and fast, his hands on her skin and all over her body.  He pulled off one nipple cap and gently fondled her nipple.  He pulled off the other.  And then, after touching her on every part of her magnificent body, gently and beautifully, he stepped away from her. 

And stepped towards Roberta.  He did the same.  Reached over, pulled her in, touching her everwhere, her neck, her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass and her cunt.  There was nothing rough, only pure beauty and gentleness. 

And then he took a step backwards.

‘Go to her,’ he said, indicating that Roberta go towards Scarlet.    Roberta stepped towards Scarlet.  They stood together, holding hands, naked in all their glory, still unsure.

Candy stood there, naked too.  Steve had never seen her naked.  He had never seen her out of her uniform.  Candy’s mouth was open, her nipples erect, her cunt soaking wet.  She wanted Steve more than she had ever wanted anyone.

‘Get down on your knees,’ Steve instructed Candy.

She went down, immediately.

‘Close your eyes.  Do not open them.  Do not move any part of your body.  You will listen to everything I tell you to do. And you will not say a word. Understood?’

‘Understood,’Candy replied, on her knees, naked, not moving.

‘Scarlet.  Get me my whip.  You know where I keep it.’

Scarlet went to the cabinet.  Opened it, removed the whip and passed it to Steve.

‘Roberta,’ he said. ‘ The mask.  The silk one.  The one that ties around the neck.  You know where I keep it too.’

Roberta got the mask.  She followed Steve’s instructions and placed it over Candy’s head.

Cand still did not move. But her body, her magnificent body, pale in the dark light, looked exquisite.   Her nipples were dark red.  Her legs, slightly apart, with her perfect ass, her perfect cunt, both ready for Steve, waiting for his touch.

He whacked her on the ass.  She moved, but did not fall.

He whacked her again. 

She was still, breathing hard through the mask, trying not to utter a word.

Steve took off his suit.  Placed first his jacket over a chair, then his pants, his shirt, and his underpants.  He stood, naked, strong, fully erect, in front of Candy.  His cock was directly in line with her mouth.

Scarlet and Roberta, still holding hands, but closer now, watched.

He pulled Candy’s mask off. 

‘Open your eyes,’ he told her.

She opened them to see his huge cock, aimed straight at her mouth.

Candy didn’t hesitate. She used her tongue.  She licked him.  She kissed him.  She put him in her mouth.  She sucked, she played, she licked, she spat, in, out, over, at the back of her mouth, on her lips, deep down her throat, sucking, so good, moaning, loving every moment, loving his taste, his feel, his huge magnificent cock.

Steve came.  Quickly.  Spurting in her, thick hot semen.  Then he lifted her up off the ground and kissed her.  Harder.  His lips against her, tasting his come, his smell, his sexiness.

He only had eyes for Candy.   And he wanted her again.  This time he bent her over the dining room table, held her by the waist, and pounded her from behind.  His cock, deep in her cunt, as deep and as hard as he could go.

Candy cried out.  She came.  Once, twice, again.  She couldn’t stop coming.

And Scarlet and Roberta had never felt more excited in their lives.  They kissed hard, nipple against nipple, cunt against cunt, tongue on tongue.  They felt each other’s bodies, exploring as if it was for the first time.  Scarlet’s fingers in Roberta’s cunt then Roberta’s in Scarlet’s.  They used their tongues and their hands and when they couldn’t stand it anymore they lay down on the carpet and they fucked, they fucked each other so damn hard, crying out in pleasure, fucking, licking, sucking, fucking.

At some point it seemed that Mia brought in more champagne.  No-one paid her any attention.  Candy and Steve moved to the BDSM room.  This had been Candy’s dream; something she had been wanting for years.  And Scarlet and Roberta, they moved to the master bedroom.  They shared a bubble bath, they used Steve’s bed, they wore his robes, they drank his whisky and they smoked one of his cigars.

And then, they all slept.  Candy with Steve, downstairs.  Scarlet and Roberta, upstairs.  A deep sleep, a satisfied sleep, with dreams of oysters and champagne, butlers and drivers, whips and handcuffs, sex and more sex, two of them, three of them, all four of them.

Later in the day Scarlet and Roberta lay in bed together, marveling at how easy it had all been.  It had only taken one dinner and a surprise birthday cake to get Candy and Steve together, and to allow the two of them to be together. 

But then, Scarlet suddenly thought of something.

‘Remember, Roberta, Steve has cameras everywhere.  Steve films everything, he always knows when we are talking to each other and what we are saying.  He read all our sexts, remember.  He listens to everything.  He knew exactly what we were plotting.  He would never have allowed it to happen if he didn’t want to.’

And she was right.

Because as Scarlet and Roberta were talking, Steve was downstairs in the BDSM room  His cock was erect.  Candy was beside him, chained to the bed.  Both of them were listening to the girls talking.  Both of them were watching the girls on the television monitor.  And as they watched the girls, as they eavesdropped, Steve leant over.  He kissed Candy. He put his fingers inside of her.  He put his cock inside of her.  He bit her nipples.  He bit her shoulders.  She came.  He came. 

They both had exactly what they wanted.

They all had exactly what they wanted.

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