Incest/Taboo I Inherited My Aunt, My Slave

Waking up the next morning wasn't easy. My brain was a bit fuzzy. Maybe it was from all the alcohol we drank, or from whatever. The room looked vaguely familiar, yet not a room I have been in recently. The wind howling outside let me know I am still in Chicago and not back home in Las Vegas.

Looking down under the covers, I see the top of a naked woman with her mouth on my cock. Looks like, yup! It's my aunt. She is my slave! It wasn't a dream or a nightmare. Ok, now it's all starting to come back to me!

Last night, after the funeral for my uncle, right after I was told that I just inherited my uncle's business assets and that his business assets included my very own slave. That slave happens to be my aunt! We got a call from Joey's Pub and pizza, the local family-owned eatery down the block. All the neighborhood was having a night of remembrance and they wanted us down there ASAP!

So, I guess maybe in all the celebrations, getting to see all my old friends and family, I drank a little too much! And we never got to have that conversation we needed. The one about our family secrets! Oops!

Looking back under the sheets, my slave (I love saying that!) takes my hard cock out of her mouth to say "Good Morning Master" with a smile. Yes, she called me Master as she took my cock back into her mouth and shifted herself over top of me.

Just when it started to get good, my body had other ideas. The morning ritual. "Ok, slave, I have a problem. My bladder is telling me it's time to get up."

"Yes, Master" She smiles as she pulls back the sheets and begins to get out of the bed. "Please Master, let me do it." As she pulls my legs over the edge of the bed and pulls them apart, kneeling between my legs. "Master, may I have your drink?"

Apparently, I had that confused look on my face. She smiles up at me and tells me "Um, Master, ... My ... former Master would tell me "Slave, drink" when he wanted me to um... drink his pee"

Got it. I smiled. We have a new understanding. I am starting to love being king! "Yes, slave you may drink." She puts my cock in her mouth and holds it with her fingertips. I just laid back on the bed, put my hands behind my head, and watched her work as I felt my bladder begin to empty into her warm mouth. I can feel her swallowing and occasionally pinching it to slow the stream. But she is drinking every ounce of my morning nectar.

As she is finishing me off, I start to feel my cock grow in her warm mouth. Yes, I am now horny and starting to get a hard-on from her actions. Without missing a moment, she starts to bob her head as she sucks my cock.

The one thing I always loved about The Company trained slaves, the art of the perfect blow job is the first thing they are taught. I mean, this is their expertise. No hands, always able to take my entire 7 inches in without gaging and they swallow it all without spilling a drop! Not that I think I am hung like a horse or anything. But I never had a vanilla woman be able to do that!

As I drift back to relax as she sucks and licks, I hear the bedroom door open. Almost as if on cue, It's my mother. Dressed in only matching green panties and bra and a satin robe not hiding anything. I had to say, her leprechaun-colored socks were a cute mix to the match.

Then I realize my predicament. O'god. I had no time to cover up and if I tried, I was laying on all the blankets anyway. I just smiled, I could blush (yes, men can blush) and I closed my eyes. But when I did that, I imagined mom was now between my legs, and I was playing with her tits as she sucked my cock. I was doomed. I just needed to let it all ride...

When I did that, I imagined what it would be like if mom was now between my legs, and I was playing with her tits as she sucked my cock. I was doomed. I just needed to let it all ride...

She is two years younger, a little skinnier, and shorter than my slave. Her boobs are also a cup smaller with smaller nipples. As my cock was trying to get even harder as I thought about it, my brain just came out with what I was thinking "ok Mother, Dear. Since you are in on all this, may I say you are looking dam hot for an older woman and especially hot being my mother? There, I said it"

She smiled as she placed the tray she was holding on the nightstand. "Well thank you kind Sir, but it's your slave that's looking hot sucking your cock." Great, sex talk from my mother about her sister. Can this morning get any hotter and stranger?

As I tried to not think of my sexy mother naked and sucking my cock I heard my slave moan a little more. I guess that image in my head made my cock do a little dance in her mouth!

Mother had a tray with some supplements on it, a bottle of water, and a red Gatorade. She has a mischievous look on her face. Watching her son try to hide his embarrassment as her sister is between his legs sucking his hard cock. She seems to be enjoying the view.

"You, my dear, you need nourishment. The water is for her, and the Gatorade is for you. After last night, I know you will need it and more." Looking down at her sister deep throating her son, "And by looking at how your day is starting, you may need some more supplements as well!".

I get just enough to raise my voice "Thanks, Mother!" As she turns to walk away. She stops at the door; I am looking at her well-toned ass and how the panties just barely cover it. Not to mention, the wet spot I noticed in her crack.

My slave stops long enough to take my cock out of her mouth to tell her sister "Thanks Sis!". Mother dear smiles and notices what she was sucking on. With a little blushing, she comments: "Wow, like father, like son I see".

My slave replies "Oh sister, you are so right! They are alike as well as" She pauses. I think she is thinking of her husband, former Master. I'm thinking "dam, I'm like Dad there too?" but I kept that to myself.

They start to talk like two old friends sharing notes over a cup of coffee as I see my mother kneeling beside her. "All the men in the family seem to be built like that!"

I need to break this love fest up. "Ah, slave? Suck. Mother, please, this is embarrassing enough without the commentary" I start to feel myself building up and I want to just do it and fill her mouth. The fact that Mother dear is standing there, my mind starts to think of telling her to drop and suck as well.

It didn't help, or maybe it did, as she was walking out, she looks back at her sister stating tho get my cock back in her moth. she adds "Someday, I may want a taste of that!"

I breathe a sigh of relief once the door is closed. My slave has yet to get back to worshipping my cock. "Sir, You have a problem. I mean a BIG problem."

"I have a problem? And what is that my cock sucking aunt?"

"Master, I have only seen that look in your mothers' eyes when she wants sex with someone and I think she wants your cock, badly"

I grab my slave by the back of her hair and pull her up to me. I want her on my cock. I want to fuck her. Her hands instinctively reach under for my cock and guide it into her wet hole. Smiling as it fills her, she sits up, so she is all the way on me. "Thank You Master" and starts to ride my cock.

Pushing her hair out of the way, she now leans a little into me, her boobs now hanging in my face as I feel her rise so the tip of my cock is just at her folds. Then she slowly rides it down. A moan escapes her lips as I nibble on her nipples. Pulling them as she leans up. "Thank You, Master, that feels wonderful"

I decided to test her pain tolerance more by grabbing one nipple with my teeth as she pulls up on my cock. I am pulling her nipple down in rhythm to her fucking me. "You like that don't you slave? She moans a "Yesssss Sirrr....."

Her eyes were rolling, and her pussy was gushing the more she did this. But it was soon time for me to spurt. Filling her pussy with my load, she ground herself harder on my cock the more I pumped in her.

As I began to fill her pussy, "OOOh Master, may I cum? She ground herself harder on my cock the more I pumped. "Slave cum for your Master" and she did. Clamping down on my cock and milking it as she rotated her hips on my shaft.

I looked into her eyes, but they were locked shut as she rolled through her orgasm. "Oh, Thank You, Master" as I felt her stop moving and fell onto my chest. I was just as exhausted as she was!

As we lay there, breathing heavily, I looked around and realized I was in her bedroom. We were in the Master bedroom of her house. I guess it's now my house. But this was "their" room. And I was fucking her in the bed they slept in and had sex in....

My slave told me not to worry, "This has always been the Master's bedroom, it has never been our room or our bedroom. It,.like me, belonged to the Master. Now you are the Master of the house, so it's your room, Sir. "

She pulled off of my deflated cock and proceeded to give it a gentle tongue bath, before asking if we should get up and see what Mother made for breakfast.

I allowed her to wear only a pair of socks to walk downstairs for breakfast. She stayed one step behind me and her hands in front of her as we entered the kitchen.

"There's my son" Mother was talking to no one special. As we entered the room. She had two plates out and a soft rug on the floor between them. I guess she knew my preference to having the slave on the floor while I ate. Or maybe she was trained the same way.

My mind was starting to accept what my cock already had. These women were sexy ladies and I owned one of them, while not sure about the other one. Family or not, I was in fucking kink heaven!

My mother put a towel down on her chair, then sat down. I sat on the side next to her, "Slave, you can finish the cooking, I want to spend time with my son." She was talking as if she owned her sister! That was hot. Almost as hot as that wet spot I saw growing on her panties.

Sitting down, mother made sure I saw her boobs, even under the lace bra, I could see they were perky with the least amount of sag. From what I remember, they were 36c's. She was beautiful, and I kept noticing every time she moved her wet spot.

We talked about the snowstorm from last night. She tried to tell me how we all stumbled home, but I was not remembering too much of it..

Once my slave served us the meal, she knelt on her blanket and waited as Mother and I ate. Both of us were handing her scraps from our plates. As we were finishing up our meals, Mother just looked at me as she passed the orange juice "so son, when are you going to fuck me?" I almost spitted out my juice. "Mother, can I just get used to what I am fucking now? Please? " She sighed as she agreed. It didn't help my embarrassment when my slave looked up at me and mouthed "I told you so!"

At one point they both stopped eating, looked at me, and asked what they had been wanting to know since yesterday at the funeral.

Mom said the best. "Out with-it son. Give us the details. You tell us your story and we will tell you ours." My slave reminded us "we have two hours before the limo to the airport will be here, so we have plenty of time to hear a good story, Sir." She smiled looking up at me.

My Story

Well, six years ago, after graduation and my internship at a Big Named consulting firm, I was tired of Chicago winters and needed to make my own path. I wanted to make my father and now my uncle proud. They nurtured me all they could and now I needed to show the world, I needed to forge my own path. I needed to be successful like they were.

For some reason. Las Vegas was just calling my name. It was really booming and from what I saw on the online forums as well as the business pages, the entrepreneurial community out there sounded like something I needed to be a part of.

Yes, I knew it would break my wonderful mother's heart that I did not stay close to home. Had I known the family secret, who knows if I would have stayed? But I digress.

I know that my mother was deeply disappointed to find out her college-educated son left town to take a job driving limo. Being a chauffeur. But I have to say that it was the best move of my life. Even not knowing all the slave stuff. Chauffeuring in Las Vegas was like printing money for me and making some awesome connections for my future.

The money was unbelievable, the people I met and the contacts I made are mind-boggling. As well, I learned about the city and how it worked while getting laid frequently by drunk sexy female tourists.

Then after about six months, I started to get private assignments. And most of them involved one man. His name was Alex. I picked him up at his condominium that was deep in some ritzy gated community with a private golf course and all that stuff you see on TV.

When I met him at the door, he looked a little older than me, not by much. Nice looking, maybe handsome to the ladies. Casually dressed like he was going to get his haircut or something. He didn't look like any pimp or drug dealer, so I wasn't sure how he paid for all this.

I was to take him to the airport, wait for him, then drive him and his passenger back to the house or "as directed". The work order was pretty clear. Shut up, do my job, drive, don't ask any questions unless needed and If he wanted to talk, he would speak first.

Surprising, He was friendly and chatty, mostly about the weather and a little bit about business. As we came into the airport "I need to remind you before we get busy here, I booked you for 10 am tomorrow, all day. Just so you can prepare."

I was unaware that he had me booked for a morning run. He laughed. "It's all last-minute shit, trust me, you will get used to it." He was talking to me as if this was going to be a regular deal. "I will need you most of the day and probably into the early evening, wrapping up about 8 or 9, if that's ok" No problem, I had nothing planned.

"Oh yea, one more thing, can I ask you to pick up some condoms while you are out. Have them in the car for me?" Now I'm being his sex toy supplier? Ok, whatever!

That first night, he picked up an older lady, maybe 50. Nice looking. But she looked her age. At this time, I'm 23. I have no need to notice older women yet!

"Jake, this is Melanie. She will be staying with me awhile. Melanie, say hello to our driver, Jake" She took my hand, smiled, and said "Thank You Sir", as she got into the car.

She was a tall lady, greyish silvery hair, ordinary-sized boobs that were visible through her dress. The thin fabric didn't hide much, you could tell she wasn't wearing a bra, which probably meant no panties either. Her legs were long, bare, toned, and she was wearing flats. She made sure I saw as much as I could.

As she got into the car, she sat on the rear hump facing towards the back seat, and without anyone saying anything, she just started to unbutton her dress and let it fall open as Alex got in. Smiling at me as I shut the door. I'm pretty sure my mouth was open as well.

As we drove, they didn't say too much. Just started to talk about a contract and a couple of years, a new owner or something, then she leaned forward and started to suck his cock. He smiled as he looked at me in the rearview mirror.

I had been a chauffeur in Las Vegas for a short amount of time, yet I have seen plenty of action in the back seat. But nothing this simple, straightforward. She got naked without a word, and she started to suck His cock without a word, no "I love you's" she just did it. My kind of a woman!

When we got to his place, he stepped out first "like what you saw?" Oh hell yes!! As she stepped out, she was still naked, holding her dress so I could see her tits. "Thank you, Sir, for that nice ride" was all she said as she stepped next to him. Another smile at me, maybe a little blush. Alex handed me a crisp $100 bill and told me to be there at 10 am...

I immediately went to an empty parking lot so I could masturbate thanking about having her suck my cock with those boobs to play with!. That whole scene was just too hot.

The following day, I picked them up. She came out of the house first, the same thin dress. As she entered the car, she smiled at me. "Thank You, kind Sir" as I held the door open for her. She sat on the hump again and got naked. She never asked for the door to close or anything. Alex came up behind me "You really do enjoy looking at naked women, don't you" Hell yes, I do!!

We went to some office building in some office park close to the strip. They went in and I was told to wait. After a couple of hours, a well-dressed office lady came out to take my lunch order. "I'm ordering for everyone" as she handed me the menu. That's when I noticed she too was wearing a thin blouse, no bra. Small breasts with pointing nipples. Not that I noticed or anything!

I called another chauffeuring buddy of mine to let him know about my clients. He loved to hear the story of boobs and blowjobs... "She just got naked and sucked his cock. He was acting like this is normal!"

Late afternoon, they finally came out and I drove them to a hot dinner place. One of those places you need a reservation booked last year, to get into. They just casually walked in, spoke to the lady at the front and they were seated immediately. "Hot dam," I thought. That's having Vegas juice!

After dinner, it was a repeat of every other time they got in the car. She got naked, he watched me watch her get naked, then he gave me directions to the next stop. His place.

On the ride home, he talked, she gave him a blowjob, I tried to watch as I drove. Thankfully Las Vegas has long red lights! I had to admire not only his ability to get her to suck his cock so often without any words or conversation but the fact that she was an expert at it. From what I heard and saw, she was my dream girl.

At his place, he made a kind of a joke about it. "Best blowjob you will ever have" he informed me. As he handed me another $100 bill for my tip, "Come on in the house. After all this work, I owe you a little relief. Have a drink and let her take care of that tent you have growing in your pants. Like I said, The Best Blowjob Ever."

I was amazed how casually he said that with her standing next to him, holding her dress to her chest with one hand and the other was holding his hand. My midwestern morals were on high alert.

She just smiled at me as I continued to stare at her tits. Like an idiot, I said no, and I left. I went home and masturbated several times, something I haven't done since high school. And for those nights in school, I masturbated to the dreams of me shooting my cum all over those magnificent tits of my aunt!

A couple of days later I was back to take them to the office. I waited for them, then after a couple of hours, he came out, he was with a friend of his, Josh. The three of them had me drive out to some park out in an undeveloped area that was looking like it was about to be developed. But the park was already there.

At the park, they got out, she was naked. The men sat at a table and talked, she played on the swings and slides. My cock was now killing me watching this "old lady" play like she was 12. Naked, her boobs were bouncing when she was running. On the swings, she would spread her legs, letting me see her shaved pussy.

Then they called her to the table. She stood next to the two of them, her legs shoulder-width apart, hands behind her back. She never lost that smile. They just started to feel her up, talking to each other, not to her.

From what I watched; it was like they were checking her out like they were buying a piece of meat. Having her move this way or that way. Pose one way, spread her legs, hold her tits up, bend over and pull her ass cheeks apart. She never once stopped, resisted, or hesitated. Then they put her on the table. Alex fucked her pussy, Josh fucked her mouth.

Watching them spitroast her and seeing her throat move as she sucked and her ass rose as she was trying to enjoy the cock in her backside, I was beyond horny. This scene in front of me was better than anything I saw on Pornhub! So I just started to jerk off as I watched from the limo. Shooting my load into a napkin and I watched them each stop to cum into her holes and she start to ride herself thru an orgasm or two.

After they had finished, she got off the table, smiled as she moved around to suck their cocks clean. She smiled as she helped them get dressed then as they headed for the car, she quickly grabbed their paperwork and notebooks and ran to catch up with them.

That night, Alex offered again and this time I accepted. In the house, she got me a drink and went into one of the bedrooms. Alex got close to me and talked softly as if he was giving a friend some sexual advice and didn't want others to hear. Although we were alone.

He said "look, Jake, don't ask any questions. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth. Do as I say, and this could be a regular gig for you. Ok?"

Ok, you have my attention. But my cock was standing tall like a steel rod wanting to find her hole. What went thru my mind was that I was about to have sex with a lady twice my age! I never dated in that age group. Never had to. Now I was about to willingly fuck a lady old enough to be my mother and I was rock hard excited about that!

"Here is how this going to go. You will enter the room; she will be on all fours on the bed. Chose a hole and use it. Don't worry about her, she likes it rough. If you do her anal, there are condoms in the drawer. No foreplay is needed; she will already be wet. Seriously, wet! Once you are done using her, let her suck your cock clean. Afterward, just get dressed and leave. No conversation, she is just there for you to fuck her holes and ignore her." I found myself doing her thing. "Yes Sir!"

I walked into the room and sure enough, the only light was a few candles she had lit. she was naked, on the bed and that nice ass was staring right at me. I said hello and she just replied in a playful mood "hello stud muffin, so you ready to fuck me tonight?" I told her, yes, but I was also told not to talk, just fuck her and leave. She replied" that's how I like it "Sir"".

I never did anal before and hearing this lady, the same age as my mother calling me Sir, got my hard cock to go steel pool hard and wanting.

She softly asked me to "please, Sir, use LOTS of lube" as she saw me get naked and my cock pointing for her tight hole.

As I pout the head of my cock to her tight hole. She pushed back so that the head of my cock went quickly past her ring muscle. God, she squeezed me like a vice. She started to moan as I started to pump, my cock going in and out of her tight hole. I couldn't believe I was doing this. After a few hard thrusts and her moans, I couldn't hold back any longer and I exploded quickly at this new experience. I just held her there as I felt my cock pump my semen into her. She pulled out once I was soft. she smiled as she turned towards me and took me into her mouth in one move. That was hot as hell!

She helped me get dressed. Kissed me on the cheek and "Thank you again, Sir, I hope you enjoyed it". I walked out smiling. I went back home to masturbate again!

The following day, I picked them up to take her to the airport. After dropping her off, we were alone in the limo. I had to ask. "Is all this legal? Am I chauffeuring around pimps or what? Am I going to need a lawyer? Or will I end up in a hole in the desert, like they do in the mob movies!" It all came out in one long series of questions.

He laughed. "No, kid, it's all on the up and up, consensual, I can assure you of that. These aren't hookers. No drugs, no running whatever. Just do as you are hired to do, enjoy the benefits and it will all be explained to you soon."

I know it was cryptic and I should have pushed for a better answer. But the money was good for now. So, I dropped it. He told me to be back tomorrow for another airport run "this one is a lot younger" as he handed me another $100 bill.

Let me tell you, The money was good, he was nice. Josh was a great businessman. We had some great talks as women came and went. And I got plenty of ass and blowjobs.

And that's how it went for almost a year. Airport pickup, she gets naked, gives him a blowjob, a few days driving. I get to use her holes. I am now using what I once thought was vulgar language. A couple of weeks later, drop her off at the airport. Wait a day or a week and do it all over again. Blow jobs, fucks, and a steady flow of $100 bills.

As a new kid in Las Vegas "What more could I ask for??

I still didn't understand where he was getting the money. I mean he was a cool-looking guy, but not a player. Yet was living like some rockstar God or business tycoon. He could talk business all day long like I could. And the girls were always getting naked in my limo and giving him blowjobs or anal sex. Not to mention what I was being offered.

I kept thinking to myself "Could life get any better?' And that's what scared me. It was something I always wondered about. Is this really for real?

Finally, a year into this, I needed to know. Thats when Alex called me. "Hey kid, can you help me out on your day off?" I always hate when a conversation starts out like that. Promising a big tip if I did. Why Not?? What could go wrong? So I agreed. Maybe now I can get to the bottom of what this all was.

The night before my day off, he hired me to take him and his current lady to dinner and drinks afterward. I knew what that meant!

This time I was in a sedan, not a limo. But same thing. Her name was lucy and like the others, she got naked in the backseat. We went to some little out-of-the-way restaurant and he invited me in so, we could talk about the next day.

We sat in a booth along a wall, she sat facing the wall so she could open the top of her dress and let us see her boobs "while we men talked" as he explained to her. They were nice boobs to look at!

"Here's the deal kid" He liked to call me kid, we were practically the same age. "I need you to be at my place for the day. I needed you to take care of Lucy while I run an errand out of town." As he said this, little red flags started to pop up in my head.

"Use her as you want, just don't let her out of your sight. Take her someplace, have fun, use her. Then go have dinner, my treat. I'll be home about 9 or 10. We good?"

Ok, that was it. "Out of the blue, you want me to come to your place while you need to run some mysterious errand. I'm supposed to babysit some 40-year-old lady who gives amazing blowjobs?"

He smiled, looked at me, and replied to his usually smart-aleck reply "You can fuck her holes too, not just babysit."

Even being Vegas, this seemed wrong. I needed to know the truth. If I was there at his place tomorrow with her when he suddenly and mysteriously is not there, it seemed like a setup and I would be the fall guy. "I've seen the mob movies" I told him. "I know about the holes in the desert"

He laughed again. Then told me that after we have dinner, we will go back to his place, he would explain everything and I would see he is serious, this wasn't a setup, it was real and maybe, if I liked what I heard, he would make a few calls and get me hired to do what he does. Oh Hell Yes! I was in.

The rest of dinner was a little quiet as I thought it all over. I mean again, for being almost twice my age, she was nice looking, nice tits, and a tight ass. She ate a salad while we ate steaks. She was also friendly, smart, and very obedient. I didn't take her for a hooker or anything, but this seemed a little strange of a request.

Back at his place, like almost always, she got out of the car naked. This time she went straight into the house. By the time Alex had the door closed, she was already fetching us our drinks. Waiting for us in the Livingroom.

Alex took his drink and snapped his fingers, pointing in front of him on the couch. She got on all fours.

As I sat to the side, her ass was facing me. I instinctively pushed her legs further apart, I wanted to see that puffy pussy! Alex sat back with his drink, invited me to do the same. Use her back as a footstool. He smiled, looked around, and was thinking.

I was enjoying looking at this fine ass and that smooth pussy facing me.

We talked about some of the things that made me feel this was a trap of some kind. Then out of the blue "Is she wet? Feel her pussy and tell me if she's wet" Asking me to feel her pussy? Ok, I like that, and she was dripping. As I slid a finger into her pussy, she moaned. But never moved.

He began to explain what it was that he did. But first, he revealed that I was already working for "The Company". The people he works with. They are the primary owner of the limousine company. So, in a way, I was already "in" just not in where all the money and sex is.

He explained the history of the company. That it started during the depression in Hollywood. Providing contract domestic (he did air quotes to use the word "slave") labor to movie moguls and famous people who had some secrets they didn't need to have spread around by a disgruntled employee. They needed committed help. People they could count on for the long term and use as they needed, as they wanted. No questions asked.

The idea was for well-trained females to work in their office, take care of their homes, be their bedroom wench, and have no questions asked travel companion.

But they needed to make sure what these girls saw and what they did, didn't end up on the front page of the National Enquirer.

He explained that when they were carefully selected and interviewed, the ones that made the cut agreed to work under very strict rules for a set number of years with a huge payout at the end of the contract. "The penalty for opening their lips was not pretty, I can tell you that!"

They were listed as "private domestic servants" but internally called slaves. Contracts were usually for 5 or 10 years. Most never went more than one or two terms. They served their contracts then took the money, sealed their lips, and "retired" someplace else.

Once hired, they were sent for training. They are first taught how to give the ultimate blowjob, then onto other sexual pleasuring skills, followed by office duties and household management. They were expected to be told how to dress or not dress. How to do all their duties naked. Not that they would be expected to be naked 24/7, but they could if that's what the owner wanted.

He talked about The Company's move to Las Vegas in the 80's and how business boomed after that. How he joined in 2015 as a trainer. And that's what he wanted me to be.

Wait, what?? "A Trainer?" I was confused.

He nodded, "When a slave is still under contract, but without a Master, either because they died or they just didn't want her anymore, they're sent to a trainer. A better word might be...a slave coach. They usually stay with him until someone new buys out what's left of their contract."

"So the ones we picked up at the airport were slaves without an owner?

"Now you're catching on kid!!. And the money is good, I mean insanely good. Better than anything you are making now. Plus, the benefits. Like all the pussy you want or all the blowjobs you can take."

He explained the slave we were using as a footstool had her master of 13 years recently died. "She has 2 more years on her contract. A difficult thing to fill on short notice. But Josh has said he may take her for his some of his business needs."

His job (or mine) is to keep them in "slave mode" while they wait. Maybe train them for a new skill for a possible new master or maybe recertify them in skills they were getting weak in. "The Company never wants them out of slave mode. They will tell you every time they assign you a new one to use and abuse her the best you can."

That's what he does? And he gets paid for doing that? Next problem. This is 2021, this is not exactly kosher with the women's groups nowadays... "Now you have me curious. How does this go on so openly?"

He went on to explain the four-story office building we always go to, is The Company headquarters. The main offices are there, the training facility, a couple of dozen hotel rooms, and storage compartments for slaves in waiting.

The slaves come from all walks of life and all backgrounds. "The owners are literally from all over the world, but the one thing they all have is the ability to pay for what they want."

He sat back, rubbed his face as he smiled. "Much like the Vegas mob, and that's why I laughed when you asked about this being legal. We have slave owners who are some of the best and most famous attorneys in the world. Some are in world politics, local, statewide, national, and international. Others are in high positions of power or even leadership in entertainment and technology"

"Ok, now I'm seeing scenes from the movie "Men in Black" with the aliens on earth. He thought that was funny.

He got serious. "Although using them as slaves is pretty much illegal around the world, the fact that they are consenting to this world, to their contract helps make it happen. The secrecy of the organization and what it does is protected by its members who include some powerful people. It would not be in anyone's best interest to make anything we do, public knowledge."

He ended the conversation with "As we like to say in Las Vegas, the desert hides a lot of secrets." Nice way to end! Then he told the slave to get up. He was going to bed, alone.

Pointing at me, he made it very clear to her "He will be your owner for the day. You will obey him as if it was me. You disobey or don't please him in any way, I will punish you and I don't want to punish you."

"Yes Master, Thank You, Master, I will please and obey him"

He handed me a card, told me to hang on to it with my life. "Flash it at the restaurant we usually go to, and we would be seated immediately and there will be no bill, no questions. Just don't forget to tip the waitstaff. Usually, $50 a couple is a normal tip."

Then he got serious in his tone, looking straight at me, he let me know that If for some reason, any reason, she doesn't obey me, if she hesitates to obey or fails to properly serve me in any way, not in a positive and enthusiastic attitude, take note and tell him when he returns, and she will be immediately punished.

As with the previous slaves, "all three holes are open to being used and abused. Remember to use a condom when doing anal. Otherwise, enjoy the day, use her well." We shook hands, he kissed her, and we went to our separate rooms.

She crawled on all fours behind me as we walked to my guest room, I looked behind her and smiled as I watched her saggy boobs run along the carpet.

I knew I wasn't going to sleep unless I fucked her at least once, maybe twice! My cock was hurting after hearing all that!

"On the bed on all fours, spread your legs, show me your ass" I started to sound like I knew what I was doing! Watching her hands spread her legs, put her head down and prepare for me to use her was a sight to behold. I dropped my pants as quickly as I could, lined my cock head up with her wet and dripping pussy, and just let it sink in.

I was feeling wonderful as I started to pump her pussy. I had her play with herself as I built up to my climax. I told her she can't cum until after I do. "Yes, Master" I felt her fingers push against my cock as it hit her pussy.

I was not there for a pleasure fuck, this was a pure old fashioned "Man needs to come" fuck. Then I needed to get some sleep! My cock started to speed up as I felt myself get to the point of no return and started to spill into her. I heard her start to moan and clamp on my cock as I continued to unload into her.. "Thank You Sir," she said in a loud voice as I felt her climax.

Once my cock was soft and fell out of her hole, she quickly turned around and started to suck my cock clean. That was it, that was a day. I just collapsed on the bed as she did that. Pulling the covers over us, I fell asleep with her in my arms.

When we woke up, Alex was already gone. She stayed naked and fixed me a wonderful breakfast then sat at my feet as I planned the day. Telling her I need to go back to my place and clean it up. She would do the cleaning and the laundry, I would do the watching and drinking beer. "Yes Sir," she said as she started to eat the scraps I put in her dish on the floor.

On the drive over to my place, I asked her to suck my cock, she reminded me nicely "Masters don't ask, Sir. And slaves don't decide. Please don't ask, just tell me what you want and I will obey."

How she made sure I understood, she was there of her free will, this was what she wanted and how she liked to live, so just please treat her as I would any slave. "But I never had a slave before!" I retorted. She smiled and laughed at that.

This all gave me flashbacks from high school. I'm not sure if I was the only kid in American History class that got an erection when we learned about slaves of the south and how masters took "liberties" with their female slaves. But I always did.

Now, I had one. She was the perfect slave. She dressed for me before we left the house, she was naked when we were in the car, she had no issue being naked and having people see her as we drove. She never left my side and always asked permission to order something at the coffee shop or to use the bathroom.

She stayed naked as she cleaned my apartment and only put on her dress when she needed to do laundry. Her being on all fours cleaning the floors kept me hard and I would stop her and fuck one of her holes then send her back to cleaning. It was interesting to watch as she worked, and my juices would leak out of her just fucked hole onto the floor. She would stop what she was doing, look up at me as she licked it up then return to what she was doing.

She enjoyed being called "Bitch" and I enjoyed using it. "You know bitch, I have not had this much sex in one day since high school! Just wanted to let you know you have made me one sore and very happy Master"

"Thank You, Sir, as Your Bitch, I have enjoyed being used by you. I know I will also be sore by the time I am done cleaning, but that is not your problem."

At one point, my neighbor friend Ken stopped over when he saw I had a lady in the place. When he came into the apartment, he was shocked to see a naked lady cleaning. I had enough sex, so I just wanted to watch. "Bitch, this is Ken, Ken, this is Bitch and she wants to suck your cock."

No questions, no pausing, she just stopped what she was doing then knelt between his legs and asked permission to suck His cock. "Hello Mister Ken, I am Bitch, nice to meet you. Can I please suck your cock?" She waited, but he had no answer for her.

We moved him to the couch before he fell over as she took off his pants and swallowed his hard cock. He never changed that facial expression the entire time she sucked his cock. I loved it. Not being much of a voyeur before, this was exciting to watch.

After he came, he finally spoke "You lucky bastard you!" was all he had to say. She had him dressed and back to normal as he got up and walked out the door. Smiling.

That evening, at the restaurant, was amazing. I flashed the card and we were immediately seated with a menu without prices. During it all, she talked and told me her story. How she joined The Company and about her two masters. Both of them died on her. What she liked and what she didn't like about being a slave. She said she loves the domestic part and helping in the office. The sex is great as well. But she looks forward to retiring soon and taking the money to buy a small farm back home.

Yes, modern society screwed men up. We feel we need to ask permission of our lovers for everything. Here I had a woman who even as she aged, still had beauty and she had value and she liked to be used. She isn't being asked what she thinks we should do tonight or if she wants to give me a blowjob. that's not her place. She does as I tell her to do. No questions, just obedience. For that, she was being well paid.

After that day, we just went back to Alex's apartment to relax. We actually fell asleep in the guest bedroom, with her still sucking my cock.

The following day, Alex and Josh went to the office and when they came out, they told me to go park the limo. I was done being a chauffeur.

"What? Me? Out of a job?"

The good news is that they hired me. The bad news is I was hired!

Now I had a problem. Not just learning the ropes of this gig, but I needed to look the part. These slaves belonged to people with money. So, they were used to and expected to be used properly. To live in a nice house with amenities. Expensive amenities! Thanks to Alex, he helped me get into a condominium in an exclusive gated community, made the right contacts for a more luxury, sporty car, and of course, better tailoring clothes!

Everything was fine until this dang pandemic crap. When it all hit, I figured that most slave owners were old men and that old men were like the main people dying from covid. I figured I would be swamped with work. It turns out old men with money and slaves, live happy, long lives. Last year I had three clients and none lasted over a month-long.

Looking at my ladies, I stood up and started to pace the floor. "So, yes, right now I am almost broke! I love you and want you. I hate to say this but, I know taking on a slave is not cheap! The expenses involved in that are going to be overwhelming. So, I needed to see what you meant about my father's and Uncle's business."

I leaned against the refrigerator, trying to calm down and not cry. My mother quickly excused herself and ran out of the room, almost in tears herself. Or so I thought. "Master, that was a story! I loved it! I can't wait to tell you, our stories. About our journey to slavehood."

As I was looking down at my slave, not sure what to say to her either. That's when my phone rang, it was Josh "Hello there Mr. slave owner, it's Josh in Las Vegas. Look, I know this is all overwhelming and sudden. Maybe too much to digest all at once. But I really need you to get it together quickly. Do me a favor, go into your uncles, I guess now your office, or have you slave do it, she may know, find the Sherman files. Read up on them and when you get back into Vegas, tomorrow, The Sherman boys are here, and they want to meet you. They may have a gig for you if you sell yourself right."

That was like magic to my ears. "Thank Josh, I, we, will find it and read it on the plane. Thanks, and see you soon." We hung up as I smiled at my slave. She heard what was needed. We headed for the office.

Opening the old wooden door, hearing it creek, was so cool. But what was behind the door was an unexpected, and pleasant surprise. Behind the desk, in the old desk chair sat my mother. Tears were rolling down her cheeks, her eyes were tightly shut as her one hand on her bare breasts playing with her nipples, the other hand on her now naked pussy. She was working her fingers, moaning and crying all at the same time. She was breathing heavy.

"Well Master, any thoughts?" I could see the smile on my slave as she stared at her sister.

I was actually enjoying watching her play with her tiny nipples, pulling on them, she started to call out my name. My slave made a motion towards her sister, and I approved. To my delight, she dived right into my mother's pussy. I was now watching one of my earliest masturbation scenes come alive.

She was licking and sucking my mother's pussy like it was an old friend. My mother just moved her hand away and grabbed her head, pulling her sisters' tongue deeper into her pussy. I was so hard I was about to start jacking off. Instead, I dropped my pants and walked to my mother's side. Without opening her eyes, she could feel my cock and opened her mouth to swallow it.

Her fingers kept it pointed to her mouth as she worked it in and out. When out she breathed heavy and leaned back to moan more as her sister licked deeper and faster. My mother grabbed my cock again, deep throated me for what seemed like an hour but really a few minutes. "Holy fuck, I'm about to cum in my mother's mouth" I yelled. as I started to blow my load down her throat. She stopped moving and started to swallow, moaning with a mouthful of my cum as her sister started to play with herself.

We both finally broke from the trance. My slave sat back on her knees, wiped my mother's juices from around her mouth. she also licked the juices on the chair. Looking at me then to her sister who was starting to come down for her own orgasmic high.

Slowly I pulled myself from her, and as I slid out, a stream of cum oozed from her mouth, running down her chin. She gave a big sigh and collapsed in the chair. Looking at my slave, she smiled again "Told you so Master, she wanted to suck your cock!"

My slave pushed herself up and went for the requested files as I tried to figure out what to do about my mother. As I found a blanket to cover her with, I just realized, I had just fucked her mouth and I really enjoyed it. My slave smiled "told you so Master. I knew you would enjoy doing that almost as much as I am sure she enjoyed it. Betting she probably wanted to fuck you as well if she was still awake. "

My mother was still asleep in the chair when my slave found the file. She just looked at it, then at me. "Last contract was for consulting. A nice one Sir. Six figures" And handed me the file as we walked out the office, leaving my naked mother to sleep. "Problem solved Sir. You will do great and get them to pay you as well, if not more."

Now it's her turn to tell me their story....​