Steven is cleaning my bathroom, while Amanda vacuums in my room, a noise I will not tolerate. So I am relaxing in my office with my feet up on the desk, occasionally sipping my favorite brandy while I read about a woman named Margaret in the Nifty Archive on my laptop. Crissy, my stunning 17-year-old slave with sun-bleached hair half way down her back, is dusting the upper bookshelves. Toni, my 9-year-old slave with olive skin, short dark hair, and huge brown eyes, is dusting lower down. They are both wearing the uniform of the day: satin garter belt, sheer hose, and pumps with 3" heels for Crissy and 2" for Toni. They are a lovely sight to rest my eyes on whenever I look up from my reading. Crissy is standing on a step-stool to reach higher, and she puts her foot up on one of the lower shelves for balance, exposing her lush pink pussy lips to my appreciative view. On a girlish impulse, Toni suddenly reaches up to tickle Crissy's pussy with her feather duster. Crissy's immediate impulse is to lower her raised leg, but I call out, "Stop! As you were! Crissy! Put your foot back on the shelf! Toni, continue what you were doing!"
So for the next few minutes, Toni tickles Crissy's tender twat, until the older girl is shaking all over. I speak just loud enough for Toni to hear, "You can stop now, Toni. Turn that thing around and fuck her with the handle." Toni grins, and obeys with vigor. All my slaves love to fuck each other, an attitude I encourage and reward. Soon Crissy is moaning loudly and gripping the top shelf to keep from falling. I am enjoying the spectacle very much, when the intercom buzzer sounds. Toni keeps on ramming the wooden handle of the duster up inside Crissy's cunt, as she gives me a questioning look. "Keep going until she cums. I'll answer it." I tell her.
I walk over to the intercom, and the security video camera at the gate shows me that it is Laura, the tall lanky redhead from the lingerie store. "Come on in!" I call into the microphone, and hit the button to open the iron security gate. On the security monitor I watch the girl get back into her tiny car, and drive through, then the gate automatically closes. I raise my left wrist and tap the obsidian stone on my bracelet, then the emerald. Each of my slaves wears a delicate collar, and when I tap the proper stone on my bracelet it simply buzzes against her neck, telling her silently that I require her services.
Moments later, Amanda and Steven run into my office. Amanda is properly dressed, but Steven is wearing only his garter belt, with the clip tabs flying loose around his thighs. "Steven, where are your stockings?" I demand as he falls to his knees beside my chair.
"I'm sorry, Mistress." he responds, "but I had to get down on my hands and knees to scrub the floor of your shower, and I didn't want to get runs in my nylons."
I reach down and grip Steven's perpetual 8" erection, lifting him to his feet to stand before me. It amuses me to take the front left garter clip and attach it to the right one under his cock, framing his prick in lovely satin. I tell him, "That's all right dear. But Miss Laura from the lingerie shop should be getting out of her car right now, so you and Amanda must go and let her in."
"Oh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" Crissy cums on the handle of Toni's feather duster, as Steven and Amanda run for the front door.
"That's enough cleaning for now." I tell my girls, "We have a guest arriving. Toni, bring me your duster." Crissy climbs down from her step-stool as Toni obeys my order. I am licking Crissy's sweet nectar from the duster handle as Steven and Amanda usher a wide-eyed Laura into my office. I close my lap-top and set it aside, then rise to receive my guest, allowing my silk wrap to fall open as I approach Laura and greet her with a warm hug and a prolonged kiss.
As we break off our kiss, I ask Laura, "So what have you cum up with?"
"Well, making a pretty bra for a boy wasn't easy, so I called my friend Harriet at Eros Lingerie. She's this little old lady who can do absolutely anything with fabric. Sure enough, Eros has been working on a line for pre-pubescent girls, who have no tits. So she was able to adapt one of those designs for a boy, by just making it a bit bigger."
Laura sets her box down on my desk, and opens it. She removes the flimsy-looking contents, and I direct Steven to allow her to put the garment on him. It turns out to be half bustier and half tube-top, made of sheer nylon-spandex. There are numerous teardrop-shaped cutouts, exposing much of Steven's skin, including his nipples. Each cutout is surrounded by little embroidered daisies, giving him a pleasing girlie look. I love it.
The next bra for Steven is built on the same lines, but is made in a combination of red and orange fabric, cut to look like flames. This one has shoulder-straps, disguised as more flames; but still has many cut-outs, leaving Steven's little boy nipples exposed. There are no daisies amid the flames, but the garment looks really hot. "I'll take them both, and please make matching ones for Toni." I tell Laura.
Laura has been visibly blushing since she arrived, probably embarrassed by the presence of my four nearly-nude slaves; or possibly remembering my promise from our visit to her shop. It is time to deliver on my promise. So I order, "Crissy! Amanda! Toni! Bend over the front of my desk!" My three female fuck-sluts instantly run to do my bidding, and Laura is presented with three of the sweetest asses anywhere. Their pouting pussy lips call out to the tall redhead, who is even more flushed with desire. I tell her, "Remember I promised you that Steven would fuck you silly, while you were in a 69 with Crissy? You can still have her if you like, but you have been so patient, you can have any of my girls, or all three if you like."
Laura's jaw drops in amazement, as I move to start removing her clothes. She stares at the pretty bums and pussies arrayed before her as I unzip the back of her dress. It falls away as I stand behind the tall slender redhead. She is a good 4" taller than me, so I kiss my way across the back of her shoulders as I unhook her bra. Then I lick my way down her backbone until I arrive at her sheer embroidered panties, which I immediately slide down her long legs. I start to tongue Laura's ass, in between whispering to her, "Well, which one do you want first?"
"The, the blonde." Laura has clearly forgotten Crissy's name, but that is OK.
"Crissy! On the floor!" I order, and my oldest slave throws herself down on her back on the plush carpet of my office, with her head between Laura's feet. The tall redhead sinks to her knees, bringing her pussy down to meet Crissy's expert tongue. Then she leans forward to taste the inviting shaved pussy before her. I get down on my knees beside Laura, and slide a finger down her slit to play with the soft red down of her pubic patch. Then I spread her labia and look up at my boy slave, "Steven, it's time to finish what you started the other day!
Get down here!" Steven is only too eager to comply.
"Mrrrrmph!" Laura squeals into Crissy's crotch as Steven glides into her soaking snatch. Steven is becoming an excellent fucker, ever since I took his virginity weeks ago when he came to me. I have required him to practice daily, with me and Crissy and Amanda. His strokes are long and smooth, except when the girl he is screwing is just about to cum, when he accelerates to short rapid strokes that bang away at her cervix. I return to my couch to watch Steven demonstrate his skill. I reflect that Steven's new flame-red bra doesn't match his green satin garter belt, and resolve not to permit that in the future. The back garter tabs fly around wildly, occasionally slapping his ass as he rams into the lovely salesgirl. I will have to dress him in a garter belt without stockings more often.
"Toni!" I call, and my youngest slave looks around at me, the look on her face obviously awaiting instructions. I spread my legs and point meaningfully at my pussy. With a leap and a giggle, Toni is on her knees in front of my couch, her 9-year-old tongue doing its best to penetrate my anus. All my slaves know that I love a little anal stimulation before their tongues move on to my pussy and clit.
Under the combined assault of Crissy's tongue and Steven's cock, it is not long before Laura is screaming her orgasm. "Keep going, Steven!" I manage to scream as Toni's trained tongue slides across my perineum to delve into my vagina.
"No! Please! My poor pussy can't take any more!" Laura cries.
"Would you like Steven to fuck you up your ass?" I ask.
"Oh! Would her really do that?"
"Steven! You know what to do!" I command my boy. "Amanda! Take over for Crissy!" Somehow, with a smoothness that gladdens my heart, Crissy slithers out from under Laura, and Amanda slides in. Amanda immediately starts to slurp away at Laura's dripping pussy. Steven pulls his well-lubricated cock out of the curly red pussy, and raises it to penetrate Laura's tight brown ass hole. Crissy moves to help, by spreading Laura's tight, trim little ass cheeks. Gently but insistently Steven presses forward, until Laura is able to relax enough to grant him entrance.
I could have enjoyed the scene more, but my precious little Toni is practicing her magic in my cunt, and I am half-delirious as her nose nudges my clit. I do manage to observe Steven sliding his slick prick in and out of Laura's ass as Amanda licks the fuck fluid up from her thighs. Suddenly Laura and I and Steven all cum at the same time. My office echoes with all of our screams.
Steven withdraws from Laura's ass, and Amanda greedily licks up his semen as it oozes from Laura's anus and dribbles down her thighs. Toni is equally attentive to my spending, and licks my cum up from my anus to my vaginal opening. Crissy kneels before Steven to clean his cock of Laura's shit, and his own cum.
I lean back and survey the scene with satisfaction. Already I can envision teddy versions of Steven's new bustiers. Yes, it is going to be fun dressing up my new boy-slave.