The Church of the Chosen--Part 3 - Sex Stories

The Church of the Chosen--Part 3

... than I did before. It’s also what probably saved our marriage—that’s how bad I was before we began. I only know that now I’m the happiest slave in the world. I’m not naked at home any more. I’m sure you’re happy to know that—and we now have a maid service even though I’d gladly do everything if Denise just asked. She has absolute and total control over me.” Laura looked incredulous. “Denise, I find it difficult to believe that.” “Okay, Laura…Sean,” I jumped to my feet. I recognized that tone of voice. She was about to command; I was about to obey. “Sean, strip. Hand me your clothes.” I didn’t reply. None was needed. I began with my shoes and socks, handing them to Denise. My shirt, pants, and boxers followed shortly thereafter. I kept my pistol strapped to my ankle. I knelt, awaiting my orders. “I’m shocked, Denise. Isn’t he at all embarrassed to be naked in front of us? I must admit, though, he is gorgeous.” “No, Laura, Sean knows that I’m responsible for this—not him. I’m responsible for everything. That’s the burden of being in charge. Sean, I need to go. Please remove my panties and attend.” I crawled immediately between her legs and pulled down her panties once she had lifted her hips. My lips sealed off her cunt seconds later. “I have him do this every day—several times every day. It is a great reminder of my authority over him. I actually had to learn how to control the flow so he could handle it.” That was news to me. I began to swallow as Mistress Denise continued. ...

... ”Other than the taste and the taboo, there’s nothing wrong with drinking urine. It’s almost always sterile and can even be used in medical procedures in an emergency. I’m a science teacher.” Then turning her attention back to me, “Sean, while you’re down there…. This is his reward, and mine, too. I have him do this several times a day, also. It’s one of the advantages of being dominant, although I know how much Sean enjoys it, too. Ohhhh, Sean!” I had just sucked her clit between my teeth. Denise shook several times as her orgasm overtook her. “I usually give Sean a reward every night. Yes, I control that, too.” I pulled back from under Denise’s skirt, my face a mess from her ejaculate. Laura laughed, but got me two paper towels from the kitchen, one moistened from the faucet. Once my face was cleaned I sat, still naked, at my Mistress’s feet. “I have to admit, Denise, I knew something about the community. My aunt used to live here before my uncle passed away. She phoned me when she learned we were moving to the area. I remembered her marriage as being almost perfect, but I was still surprised when she told me that she was his slave and that it was the happiest period of her life. “That was probably the primary reason why we moved here. Things have been tough between us—lots of arguments, screaming and yelling at each other. I don’t think it’s healthy for the children to see and hear that every day. I’d be interested in learning more.” “What about you, Paul? How do you feel?” ...