Decision Time: Master or Slave?

Simon Masterson

"That does sound lovely," I smiled at you, patting your bottom appreciatively as I began to plate for both of us, reminding you with my actions that you're to sit on my lap as ever, "I shall have a whisky, of course. No bloody ice. No mixer. No chaser. Proper, 18 year old single malt Scotch. And you, my love?"

"Um....I've never had any liquor before. What should I try?" Rani asked suddenly.

"You shall have a sherry. Here we go. Scarlet, love, pour a drink for yourself of your choice, and then pour a sherry for Rani. And this does have a delectable smell to it," I noted.

"Cecil shall have a good Bitter and so shall I, if you have it," Massoud observed, "Sorry, but I really am a horrid excuse for a Muslim!'

"Michelle, be a dear and pour that for them. And then pour yourself a gin and tonic," I instructed her, clearly taking charge of their drinking choices while allowing you some freedom there for reasons known only to me.

Michelle blushed and nodded, "Is your Daddy psychic or something? I adore gin and tonics."
 
Scarlet giggled and shook her head. "Daddy's really good at reading people," she beamed, handing Michelle the gin, tonic, and the glasses for the bitters while she poured Rani's sherry and her Daddy's whiskey, serving them before pouring herself a good screwdriver, using some of the best vodka in the house. Setting her drink down and making sure that Cecil, Massoud, and Michelle were taken care of, she climbed up onto her Daddy's lap and nuzzled his throat. "Thank you, Daddy," she beamed. "Please, everyone, help yourselves."
 
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I sat with everyone after plating our food and drank my whiskey while feeding you and myself. I loved the act of feeding you directly from the same plate while you sat on my lap, quite naked, of course, your bum pressed against my groin.

"So, tell me, everyone, are you enjoying this supper so far?" I asked after diving into my food and feeding you a bit, knowing how much you must be as hungry as I after burning so many calories today.

"By Jove, yes! These bangers are to die for!" Michelle then blushed as she realised what she had said.

"Well, you're right, and so are the peas," Rani admitted, "Lovely spuds, too. God help me, but I'd kill to be able to make mashed potatoes this good. Thank of how happy my master would be. No wonder your Daddy is so pleased with you. Great body and great cooking. Of course, he also....has a lot to offer himself, I can see."

"I'll say," Michelle giggled, staring at my groin as you sat on my lap, seeing only part of my erect cock.

"It is truly delicious, I must admit. Very good use of herbs, too," Massoud admitted.

"Yes, you are right....Master," Cecil surprised us by answering him.

"Master?" I asked curiously, while sharing a bite of the wonderful Yorkshire pudding with you.

"Cecil has decided to cut the red tape and the liquidators by signing on as my slave. He became my registered chattel this afternoon. I officially own him, so if he wants his freedom back, it's too bloody late. But I assure you, Cecil, my pet, you shall not come to regret, though you shall cum a lot in other ways," Massoud chuckled, caressing Cecil's dick as they sat and ate.
 
She clapped delightedly at Massoud and Cecil's announcement. "I'm quite sure you'll be too blissed out to regret anything, Cecil," she teased, taking a bite of her food from Daddy and taking a sip of her screwdriver. "I know I am." She nuzzled her Daddy's chin, silently asking for more food as she lavished affection him. She was starving, and quite on edge.
 
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"I'm quite sure of that, too," Cecil agreed, smiling sheepishly as Massoud kept playing with his cock.

Meanwhile, my hands now fed you even more of the bangers and mash, while my cock rested against your arse, hard and as on edge as you were by then. We were both edging now.

"Scarlet and I have found bliss for sure, I believe. Wouldn't you say that, love?" I asked you, knowing the answer.

Rani found herself moving her hand downward while she ate and drank with the other hand, licking her lips, and then looking away with embarrassment when I caught her and winked at her.

Michelle, for her part, blushed, but turned Rani's head back to face me as she did, too. They were both visibly on the edge of their seats as they ate and drank, flirting with both of us.

"You have....wonderful tastes, Scarlet," Michelle spoke in a softer, envious tone, even a little huskier now, "Half your luck there. Great meal, thank you for sharing it. Don't you agree, Rani?"

"Oh, yes, for sure. You are both very generous. So glad for you and for Cecil, finding such splendid Masters...or Daddies, in your case, Scarlet. Have you thought of what I told you, by the way?" Rani wondered, clearly squirming and shivering as she watched us jealously.

"Okay, once again the secret conversation.....is this to remain a secret, or shall it be spilled in time?" I wondered, my curiosity winning out now as I fed you more pudding and kissed your soft, wet lips.

My cock was curious, too.....and in all of its masculine glory....hard, steely. Ready to impale someone.
 
"I have, and I'm pretty confident that there shouldn't be a problem. Of course, what we discussed earlier will have to be put into motion, but I'm fairly confident that the three of us will be very happy indeed," Scarlet said, kissing her Daddy back after swallowing her pudding. "Even if there is a separation, it's not like we won't see each other or not be allowed to play together." She added a playful wink.
 
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I chuckled and caressed your arse, fondling your cheeks as I fed you and myself, and then kissing you again.

"You ladies have some delicious secret indeed, I can tell. Such delightfully saucy girls, indeed," I grinned, whispering in your ear, "I don't know what your secret is, love, but Daddy might just have a surprise of my own in store for you three."

Then I winked at both Rani and Michelle, while Massoud and Cecil chuckled and stroked each other through their trousers.
 
Scarlet giggled and she took a sip of her screwdriver, smiling happily. "Does anybody need refills on anything? There's plenty where this came from, I assure you," she said.
 
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"Yes, please," I asked, holding up my shot glass, "and perhaps that tart is ready now."

I whispered in your ear before you could stand up, "Can you guess what my surprise is, because I am at a loss about yours?"

Meanwhile, Rani rose to help you with the tart, as did Michelle, both of them smiling as the they did so.

Massoud and Cecil, meanwhile, had a shocker of their own, as Massoud pointed to the floor in front of us.

"Open my pants and suck my dick," he instructed Cecil, who smiled at him, "that's a perfect chaser. My apologies, my hosts...I couldn't help using this mouth at last."
 
Scarlet laughed and slid off her Daddy's lap, taking his shotglass. She whispered in his ear her guess: "You're gonna offer to buy Mich and Rani, aren't you?"

Not waiting for an answer, she sauntered off into the kitchen with the other two women, grabbing the whiskey and fixing Daddy his drink before taking the rhubarb tart out of the oven. "Oh, yes, this is done," she said, taking it as well as an apple and a strawberry one out.
 
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"Thank you, love. That is very good of you," I laughed as you guessed it and waited for you to return, enjoying the sight of your bare arse and the movements of the other ladies as they followed you. I also found some amusement in seeing Cecil, a theatre director, pull the zipper down on the pants of one of his own actors and fish it out to lick the head. Things were moving even faster than I expected.

I smiled at Massoud, who clearly enjoyed both his supper, the drinks, and the oral attention to the head of his thick, circumcised cock.
 
She came back in, balancing the strawberry pie in one hand while she carried her Daddy's whiskey in the other. "Massoud, would you like a refill on your Bitter?" she asked.
 
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"Oh, yes....," Massoud groaned, truly eager to experience more of that mouth, even as he wanted another Bitter to relax him about the fact that he was now openly getting sucked off by a guy...another breach of Sharia that proved that he wasn't always the best behaved Muslim....not that he cared right then...but more Bitter helped for sure.

"Thank you, love...and you ladies," I told you girls as you set down my second whisky and the tart, sitting on my lap again.

Rani and Michelle both giggled when they saw the very serious, professorial Cecil suck one of their colleagues' cocks.....the cock of his own actor...and now Master.

"So, that's two of our number that are very lucky. Happy for both of you....but what of poor us?" Michelle pouted.

"Yes, I am very concerned, though I appreciate your attempts to reassure us," Rani added, her accent stronger now.

"Perhaps, there may be good news yet. But first, perhaps it is time for you ladies to 'fess up. What's your little secret? No time for secrets now....if Cecil is helping himself to Massoud's dick, and I'm enjoying the tart, delicious, darling, I might add....you can spill your secrets at last. Can't you?" I now asked you lasses what might be your little secret at last.
 
"Well, I'm not sure if I should tell you yet, Daddy," she teased, winking at Michelle and Rani. "My confidence has soared that he will be amenable to the idea. Perhaps Mich, you could go fetch Massoud another bitter? And bring out the rhubarb tart as well, let's have a little bit more bitter going on around here."
 
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"Is that so? Well, in that case, more tart indeed. Must be a very big secret, after all," I winked at you, now stroking your tits....

I am very curious now about your plans, your little scheme and why you suggested that I was more agreeable to it now.....did it have something to do with mine?

"Yes, thank you, Scarlet," Massoud grinned as he felt Cecil's tongue on his cock.

Rani squirmed at hearing your answer, while Michelle rushed to grab the tart and more bitter....what every was going on, I wondered.....what were you up to, you ladies....
 
She giggled and gave Michelle a kiss on the cheek when she came back with the rhubarb tart and Massoud's bitter. "You're welcome, Massoud," she said brightly, squirming in anticipation on her Daddy's lap.
 
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"Mmm....truly delicious tart," I reacted, while now actively fondling your breasts with one hand and feeding you with the other....my hard cock now pressed vigorously against your bum.

"Damn it....I'm cumming now!" Massoud shouted, having to stop drinking his Bitter just long enough to cum down Cecil's throat.

Cecil then rose and gulped it down before washing it down with Bitter, and only then tasting the tart, "Wouldn't wish to confuse the taste buds, would I? Mmm....very nice, you must give me the recipe, darling."

I laughed as I noticed just how much between bites of the tart, Rani and Michelle both watched us with evident jealousy...or was that envy? What was cooking in their minds, both of them beaming as they watched us and even winked at you.
 
"I suppose I can hand out a recipe or two," Scarlet said, taking a bite of the tart herself, sighing happily. She winked back at the girls and jerked her head slightly to the kitchen, which was their cue for them to go get undressed and meet us back here, with the apple pie in tow. "I'm sure Massoud would enjoy the recipe I have for the Yorkshire pudding, as well."
 
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Massoud nodded and smiled, "Yes, very much so. I would appreciate that. And so would Cecil, if I am right."

Gulping down more of his Bitter and tart, Cecil grinned, "Um...of course, Master. You are so very right about that."

"Don't worry, girls....At the theatre, Cecil is still in control. But at home...he's my bum boy and he knows it. And I intend to fully use that bum, too," Massoud chuckled, making me belly laugh with amusement.

"Sounds like Scarlet and me. We have much in common, my friend. Except that I don't work for her and I'm Daddy to her, of course. Now, I wonder what they're up to," I laughed as I fondled you and noted the other ladies leave for the kitchen....

Whatever did you ladies have in mind?
 
Scarlet giggled and nuzzled her Daddy's neck. "Before you two leave, I'll have those recipes written down for you," she promised. "Are there any others?"
 
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"You outdid yourself, love. Daddy is very pleased with you," I told you, still caressing your bosom as you nuzzled me.

"Well, really...all of them. You made a feast worthy of a fine lady of the house. I can see that you are very much a domestic goddess," Cecil smiled, while Massoud nodded.

"Michelle was very right about you, I can see," Massoud added.

"Well, my dear Scarlet can surprise many folk and she shall, I can clearly see that," I agreed, still curious as to the other women had in mind. What exactly was the big mystery?
 
Scarlet beamed. "I can at least give you the secret for my mashed potatoes," she teased. "Instead of using milk, use sour cream. Learned it while I was in school, and didn't have any milk, but had plenty of sour cream. Those were the best mash I had ever made, so I kept up on it. And don't be stingy with the butter. Use plenty of butter."
 
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"Thank you, darling. I shall recall that," Cecil smiled at you and at Massoud, while we waited for the girls to return.

"How are things in the kitchen? Are the girls done with what they're doing?" I smiled as I stroked your hair and your breasts, still feeding you, now with the tart.

I could hear giggles from the kitchen, very girlish, too...which made me really wonder.
 
Scarlet shrugged. "Mich? Rani? Are you guys ready to come out?" she called, giggling. She accepted the bite of pie and beamed.
 
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I laughed when Michelle and Rani returned with snickers between them...and gestured for you to join them for a second.

I let you up, but only with a swat to your bum as I did so, enjoying the sight of your lovely arse in the process. I noticed that Cecil and Massoud were in their own little world right then, by my eyes followed every move of yours and the ladies...curious about your next move as I ate and drank.
 
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