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Catherine
I was happy for LaToya, on her news that her belly was full with the master's baby. I was a little disappointed that it wasn't me (after all, I had been the master's first love slave), but I was not sad like some of my other sisters in passion.
I smiled at the simple pleasure we were all having now, playing games on the master's talking gray box, and being loving sisters together. In one of the games that was flashing on the computer screen, a shapely young woman was eagerly and happily sucking away on a big, thick, juicy cock, just like we had all done with the master many, many times. From happy and giggling, this game was now making us sad. We missed the master very much, and I was crying at the realization that I would never again know the joys of hollowing my cheeks and powerfully sucking the master's scumptous manhood down my throat.
Now the game changed, and the cartoon woman on the screen was squealing joyously, as she happily rode up and down on a big, thick, black cock. We all missed riding on the master's cock, and we all cried again about it. But we also looked with wonder at the black man's beautiful hard cock on the screen.
"I didn't know men came in different colors like that," I remarked. "I only knew the master's cock, which was purple when it got all nice and big and swollen, just before it entered me. I like the dark-brown color of the man's cock in this game, I like it VERY much, its color looks very beautiful and inviting, and it reminds me of the chocolate bars that the master used to give us when we were especially good to him in bed. I wonder if it tastes like chocolate. Mister Jackson, the man who owns the store where the master bought his clothing, has chocolate-brown skin like the man fucking the woman in this game. Do you think Mister Jackson would mind if I opened his pants sometime, to see if his cock is also chocolate-brown? Would it be disloyal to the master's memory, if I took a taste of Mister Jackson's cock, to see if it tastes like chocolate?"
LaVonda thought that sounded like a good idea. She, too, wanted to know if Mister Jackson's cock would taste like the master's sweet chocolate bars. The master had always said he wanted us girls to learn about the world, and he had been such a generous spirit that he wouldn't have wanted us to suffer by never again enjoying the wonders of cock. And as long as we were only sucking on a cock, and not letting any cock enter our sacred pussies that only the master had ever been allowed to enter, it would probably be OK.
But we quickly forgot all about the brown Mister Jackson and whether his cock might taste like chocloate, as the game changed on the screen yet again. After riding that big brown cock, the girl in the computer game looked very worried, and said something about she might be "pregnant" whatever that meant. She opened a big blue box, and took out a little plastic strip. She said that if the strip turned blue, that meant she would have a baby, and she didn't seem happy about that prospect. I couldn't understand her attitude. We had all been praying VERY hard to Gaia, that we would each carry the master's baby, as LaToya was now carrying the master's baby. Having his baby would be cause for celebration, not for disappointment and worry like the woman in this game.
But the big blue box containing the home pregnancy test kit reminded me of something, too. The master had once showed me a blue box like the one in this game, and had told me how to use the strips to see if I might be having his baby. The thought of carrying his baby had made me very happy at the time, but when the strip had not turned blue, I had been so upset that I had vowed never to touch that blue box again, it was only a source of sadness.
But now we had all been praying so hard to Gaia, to each have the master's baby like LaToya was going to do, that I decided to go get the blue box, and hope that it would be kinder to me now than it had been the last time.
I used the test strip the way the master had showed me to, and when it turned blue, I was almost jumping out of my skin with happiness. But I knew that I had to calm down, because if I showed that I, too, was having the master's baby, it would just bring more sadness to the others, who didn't have a belly full of baby the way LaToya and I did.
I came back to see my sisters in passion playing a different game now. I had the magic blue box with me, and I explained to them all how it works. I told them that the strips in the box could be very cruel, refusing to turn blue, or very kind, and turn blue to tell you the greatest news imaginable in this whole wide world, that you are carrying our late master's baby. I told them that nobody had to take the test if they didn't want to, but everyone clamored to be first to try it. I didn't tell them that I had already tried it, and it had given me the joyful blue news.
We decided to all pray very hard to Gaia first, that the magic strips would turn blue for every one of us now. And then we decided that since LaVonda was hurt the most, by her sister LaToya having a baby when she didn't, that it would only be fair to let her go first. If the two sisters could both be having the master's baby, that would make all of us very happy, even if some of us could not have a baby.
So I handed LaVonda a test strip and told her how to use it. We all anxiously waited to see if it would turn blue, all of us praying our hardest that it would. If, and only if, it turned blue, would I tell everyone that mine was also blue.
I prayed so hard for LaVonda to have a blue strip!
I was happy for LaToya, on her news that her belly was full with the master's baby. I was a little disappointed that it wasn't me (after all, I had been the master's first love slave), but I was not sad like some of my other sisters in passion.
I smiled at the simple pleasure we were all having now, playing games on the master's talking gray box, and being loving sisters together. In one of the games that was flashing on the computer screen, a shapely young woman was eagerly and happily sucking away on a big, thick, juicy cock, just like we had all done with the master many, many times. From happy and giggling, this game was now making us sad. We missed the master very much, and I was crying at the realization that I would never again know the joys of hollowing my cheeks and powerfully sucking the master's scumptous manhood down my throat.
Now the game changed, and the cartoon woman on the screen was squealing joyously, as she happily rode up and down on a big, thick, black cock. We all missed riding on the master's cock, and we all cried again about it. But we also looked with wonder at the black man's beautiful hard cock on the screen.
"I didn't know men came in different colors like that," I remarked. "I only knew the master's cock, which was purple when it got all nice and big and swollen, just before it entered me. I like the dark-brown color of the man's cock in this game, I like it VERY much, its color looks very beautiful and inviting, and it reminds me of the chocolate bars that the master used to give us when we were especially good to him in bed. I wonder if it tastes like chocolate. Mister Jackson, the man who owns the store where the master bought his clothing, has chocolate-brown skin like the man fucking the woman in this game. Do you think Mister Jackson would mind if I opened his pants sometime, to see if his cock is also chocolate-brown? Would it be disloyal to the master's memory, if I took a taste of Mister Jackson's cock, to see if it tastes like chocolate?"
LaVonda thought that sounded like a good idea. She, too, wanted to know if Mister Jackson's cock would taste like the master's sweet chocolate bars. The master had always said he wanted us girls to learn about the world, and he had been such a generous spirit that he wouldn't have wanted us to suffer by never again enjoying the wonders of cock. And as long as we were only sucking on a cock, and not letting any cock enter our sacred pussies that only the master had ever been allowed to enter, it would probably be OK.
But we quickly forgot all about the brown Mister Jackson and whether his cock might taste like chocloate, as the game changed on the screen yet again. After riding that big brown cock, the girl in the computer game looked very worried, and said something about she might be "pregnant" whatever that meant. She opened a big blue box, and took out a little plastic strip. She said that if the strip turned blue, that meant she would have a baby, and she didn't seem happy about that prospect. I couldn't understand her attitude. We had all been praying VERY hard to Gaia, that we would each carry the master's baby, as LaToya was now carrying the master's baby. Having his baby would be cause for celebration, not for disappointment and worry like the woman in this game.
But the big blue box containing the home pregnancy test kit reminded me of something, too. The master had once showed me a blue box like the one in this game, and had told me how to use the strips to see if I might be having his baby. The thought of carrying his baby had made me very happy at the time, but when the strip had not turned blue, I had been so upset that I had vowed never to touch that blue box again, it was only a source of sadness.
But now we had all been praying so hard to Gaia, to each have the master's baby like LaToya was going to do, that I decided to go get the blue box, and hope that it would be kinder to me now than it had been the last time.
I used the test strip the way the master had showed me to, and when it turned blue, I was almost jumping out of my skin with happiness. But I knew that I had to calm down, because if I showed that I, too, was having the master's baby, it would just bring more sadness to the others, who didn't have a belly full of baby the way LaToya and I did.
I came back to see my sisters in passion playing a different game now. I had the magic blue box with me, and I explained to them all how it works. I told them that the strips in the box could be very cruel, refusing to turn blue, or very kind, and turn blue to tell you the greatest news imaginable in this whole wide world, that you are carrying our late master's baby. I told them that nobody had to take the test if they didn't want to, but everyone clamored to be first to try it. I didn't tell them that I had already tried it, and it had given me the joyful blue news.
We decided to all pray very hard to Gaia first, that the magic strips would turn blue for every one of us now. And then we decided that since LaVonda was hurt the most, by her sister LaToya having a baby when she didn't, that it would only be fair to let her go first. If the two sisters could both be having the master's baby, that would make all of us very happy, even if some of us could not have a baby.
So I handed LaVonda a test strip and told her how to use it. We all anxiously waited to see if it would turn blue, all of us praying our hardest that it would. If, and only if, it turned blue, would I tell everyone that mine was also blue.
I prayed so hard for LaVonda to have a blue strip!