u/slamthedeck

Whap, whap, whap, we all know the sound of rhythmic pounding echoing through the bedroom. The girl had her ass in the air and head buried in the ottoman with clenched fists gripping the fabric, but was otherwise motionless as I pounded into her from behind. Sure, she let out the random whimper, a soft moan, or a grunt from time to time but she wasn't responding in any meaningful way to my thrusts. That's fine though, this wasn't the first time I'd inserted myself into her so I knew what to expect. I'd already written off as nothing more than a masturbation aid, so what she was (or wasn't) doing was just fine with me.

She was a slave and she was a good one too. She was always bright and happy to see me, she would always help puppy with whatever was asked without any hesitation. Quick with the coffee, quick to learn how to properly present drinks, how to stand and where to sit. She was a classic harem bitch: lived with roommates because she couldn't afford her own place, could barely hold onto a job, her children were with her ex, a classic failure at what society would consider a normal life. Therefore, the perfect harem bitch. She just had no enthusiasm when getting dicked down.

Despite being the bitch, up to this point she hadn't taken a strap-on or licked a pussy. While it was clear those things would be expected of her up front, today was the first day I'd let the others play with her. Why wait? Simple enough answer. My girls need to get to know each other in a non sexual way before it was time for the reindeer games. But? Today was the day. After I was done enjoying myself, of course.

The room was calm otherwise, having that lazy quality that most Sunday mornings have. A couple of my girls were chitchatting in the corner while watching out the window. A couple were on the bed reading a book together and giggling back and forth. Puppy was standing by me talking about my work and personal schedule for the week while her fingertips absently trailed up and down the bitch's back, and FFDP was playing softly in the background. All the while I'm holding this girl by her hips and merely enjoying the sensation of something soft, warm, wet, and tight.

Alright lets get this started. I called another slave over as puppy pecked my cheek and went off to get into her strap-on, enjoying myself as the other girl got comfy on the lounge, looking forward to what she was about to enjoy. Puppy wandered back over, her purple g-spot strap-on already glistening in a thin layer of lube. Hey, lube might have been necessary, I had no idea how the bitch was gonna respond to this so I took precautions. I mean, they were beyond unnecessary but I didn't know that.

The bitch was guided from my ottoman/footstool to the lounge, a pep in her step I wasn't expecting, as my girl reclining on it opened her legs. The bitch immediately crawled between them and had a slight look of disappointment when puppy sharply said "Waaaiiit!" before guiding her into position with her ass up and face a couple inches from the other girl's pussy. Then all involved parties looked at me who gave a slight nod. She's gonna be the same masturbation aid to them, I thought, nothing new. I felt sorry for the girl who was obviously about to get the most lackluster licking in the history of tonguelashing, so I turned to wander back to my chair.

As my back is turned I heard a strong gasp and a long moan, the type where you wonder if everything's ok or if someone just broke someone. I turn around to see the bitch swirling her tongue all over both the girl's pussy in the sloppiest but most enthusiastic way possible. She moaned loudly to each of puppy's thrusts, hips actually bucking backwards. I look at puppy in surprise, who looks back at me with the same shock. Where was the girl who I'd been fucking that hadn't made a noise louder than a whimper, and who was this moaning slut?

The use continued. Gradually she was following directions with how to move her tongue as I could hear the one being licked starting to get more and more breathless. It was when she let out a moan of her own that the bitch doubled down, her hands clenching onto the girl's hips. Puppy in the meantime was mechanically hammering her from behind before the bitch popped her head up like a jack in the box, yelling in desperation at the top of her lungs to please be allowed to cum. The desperation showed in her eyes and she was clearly struggling to hold back an orgasm.

Her head was quickly jerked back down into the now sopping wet pussy as puppy's tempo increased. I pushed aside the questions in my mind and told her "you can cum once but you keep your face in that pussy!".

The girl getting eaten was the next to beg as bitch scream orgasmed right into her pussy, which I allowed as well. I gestured at puppy to stop, and all three came to a standstill at once. The bitch was being held back by her hair by the slave she'd been licking as puppy stood there still buried in the bitch. They looked rather comical, everyone having a slightly sheepish and happy look as everyone tried to catch their breath. The room got oddly quiet for a moment before my Bluetooth speaker started playing Dreams by the Cranberries. No idea why I included that tidbit except that I found it funny. Only funnier song I could have thought of is "go go power rangers", but I digress. Do forgive me. Okkkaaayyyy so what the fuck just happened....?

-

Through the magic of the internet, we fast forward to nighttime. Nothing was mentioned during the day about my own personal Jekyll and Hyde, and the day had proceeded without much to talk about. Movies were watched, I did some leatherwork, and otherwise thoroughly enjoyed a rare lazy day. The day had come to an end with the majority of my girls returning to their homes, and only the two bitches left. Puppy and I were relaxing with one bitch working my dick over, and the bitch from earlier exploring her new found love of puppy's pussy.

"So," I began. "I think I'm gonna have a talk with the little bitch in the morning" I said, reaching across puppy's hip to gently caress the bitch's cheek.

"Yes Master", puppy came back. "I didn't see that one coming"

"Actually I think you saw everyone cumming" I quipped, getting giggles out of all three.

"Does master think she's just straight up gay?" puppy inquired, drawing huge eyes from the bitch licking her. The bitch was smart enough not to interject though and dutifully continued what she was doing.

"Most likely" I mused. "I'll talk to her in the morning. We'll find out."

The bitch's eyes were now focused on me with a mix of what appeared to be acceptance and terror but she didn't stop. A few moments later puppy finished all over her face, and I finished down mine's throat, and the lazy Sunday came to an end.

-

More Internet magic just occurred. We fast forward to morning. I had gotten the bitch in question dressed and led her outside into the December morning chill.

Okay it was cold. California-cold, so the rest of you reading might giggle. "California-cold is still double digits!" someone reading this is saying. Hey, shut up, its cold to me. Not my fault you live where the air hurts your face. Complete side note: My writing REALLY brings out my ADHD. Lets get back on track here.

Yes, cold. She was much warmer than me though, dressed in some thigh high stockings and my hoodie. I'm 6'4, and she's 4'10. My hoodie looked like an overcoat on her. Her wrists were tied behind her back under the hoodie, with the hoodie sleeves tucked into its big front pocket, a leash attached to her collar, and she and I were quietly walking through the early morning fog. Her eyes were downcast, her face sad, and she had a foreboding vibe about her.

"Well," I started, "How long have you been attracted to women?"

She winced, but kept her gaze on the ground "since I was a teenager, I guess" she mumbled.

"What's that look for?" I asked, not quite understanding her dark mood. Her response was silence and a shrug, eyes still on the ground.

"Alright", I continued, "So you're pretty sure you're a lesbian and this bothers you." I said, matter of factly, only getting another shrug. What the hell's gotten into her?

"And what, exactly, is wrong with that?" I added pressure. Hey, my girl was hurting, I was gonna find out why. Next step was gonna be a paddle.

"I don't want to leave", she mumbled. Okay, this was starting to make sense.

"So you think since you're not into penis you have to leave?" her eyes lifted for the first time since I led her outside.

"I don't?" she asked, something akin to confusion in her voice. I let out a sharp bark of a laugh that surprised her.

"little girl," I smiled at her with genuine amusement, "you aren't going anywhere."

"But doesn't this mean i can't serve you how i should?"

"No. Thats not what this means at all. You still care about your owner, you still want to serve, you still want to be owned, and still love your collar. Right?" She began to nod vigorously

"Then so what? I'll still mount you whenever I feel the urge. The fact that me stuffing myself into one of your holes doesn't do any more for you then washing dishes isn't my issue." I shrugged.

"i'm happy with that", she responded with a small smile, before turning and plowing into me, attempting to hug me with while her wrists were bound, getting more laughter out of me.

"How come you never expressed this before?" I asked, after I calmed her down from her linebacker hug. While I was vetting her she had expressed that while straight, she was interested in forced bi. I had taken that to mean she'd do it but she wouldn't like it.

"Family", she began, "they're really, really religious. It would have killed my mom. But when my mom disowned me because of my divorce?" she shrugged. "i started exploring and found you".

I nodded thoughtfully. She wasn't the only one disowned due to lifestyle choices, and I can definitely commiserate with how losing your family due to not wanting to live like them can hurt you. Some are happy to leave their family, others have their whole foundation pulled out from under them. Most range somewhere in between.

I pulled her closer to me by her leash before hooking my pinky finger into her collar to draw her closer yet, up on her tippy toes.

"Well, little one, here you are. you belong to me, don't you?"

"Yes Master" she responded, relief obvious on her face.

"you're going to please me, aren't you?"

"yes master" she nodded.

"I don't give a crap about your sexuality. you belong to me"

She smiled softly "Yes, Master" she responded.

I sighed, kissed her forehead softly, before pushing her to her knees in the cold, wet grass and unzipping my pants. You know, that time I think I felt just the slightest bit of enthusiasm in her mouth.....

-

So, I gotta admit, I was conflicted on how I was gonna write this story. Would I recount it as it happened in detail? Just the overview? Should I try to cover the emotion involved? In the end I went with just doing an overview. Frankly, I'm not a skilled enough writer to cover the nuance and depth of having to unravel years of denying yourself and having to come to terms with the fact that its okay to be you. So in the end I did what I normally do; a mix of insight into the way I live my life and horniness in general. In the end this girl was dismissed from my service for reasons, like always, that I will not mention. However her sexual orientation played no part in it.

Owning a lesbian definitely changed how I view the lifestyle as a whole in ways I wasn't expecting. A lot of us mix both the sexual and the mental together, finding one to be a biproduct of another. We mix all aspects together into however we live this life. The girl this story is about found solace in the domestic. She found sexual gratification underneath another woman. She found comfort and safety in her Master's arms.

No big finish, no grand finale. Just a reminder: Life is about finding both your peace and your happiness. Never let anyone, be it society, family or religion, come between you and who you want to be.

Finis.

So lets start with some back story here.

There is a pecking order in my harem. On top you have:

The jewel.

The primary girl in the harem.

While still a slave, she "speaks with My voice", helping my girls through pleasing me in their daily lives. Things like making sure they've eaten, drank enough water, been checking in, etc.

Consider her a mix between Den Mother and Mother Superior.

The companions:

The middle girls in the harem.

They are below the jewel and answerable to her and work to serve me, and they have their own ongoing lives outside my harem. Named companions as thats what they are to me. They're owned to keep me company, keep the jewel company, and serve both sexually and domestically.

The bitch:

The low girls.

These girls sometimes serve me directly but more often see to the domestic and carnal needs of the slaves in my harem. They are expected to be bi, or understand they'll live a forced-bi lifestyle. Sometimes they are assigned to the harem as a whole, other times they are assigned to and individual girl as I so choose. I wrote a whole blog about them, check it out on my Reddit.

There, you have your context. Now on to the show.

If you've been following me for any length of time you know that my passion in life is running businesses. While I do love the thrill of successes, overcoming professional challenges, etc, an unfortunate side effect is that I have to travel without my girls quite a bit. It sucks, but this world ain't gonna conquer itself. My girls have each other while I'm gone, their group chat (which I monitor), and puppy plans outings for everyone to keep them busy. The park, getting nails done, going thrift shopping, anything fun to keep my girls from missing their owner too much.

In planning one of these outings, my bitch at the time (lets call her box of rocks, or bor) decided to snap at puppy, which in my world is a sacrilege to say the least. Honestly I don't know what caused it, I didn't care to find out. I'm not running a democracy and I wasn't about to start.

"damnit puppy!" instead of saying "miss puppy" in an act of defiant disrespect. "I know you don't like me, but you don't have to be a bitch to me all the time. we all belong to Daddy and he's who counts!"

Yeah, imagine me reading the bitch of my harem, a glorified doormat who's main purpose is to lick pussy and do laundry, is suddenly snapping at the girl who runs my harem. Now, in full disclosure, puppy had been pretty short with her. This was expected, normal, and the usual. But for whatever reason today I was 3000 miles from home (literally, I was in Esteli, Nicaragua) was the day she decided to push buttons. Alrighty, here we go.

"Bor!", obviously not her name at that time but c'mon, work with me here people. "you will be silent unless you are asked a direct question until I'm home" I typed into chat.

There was a pause, before she responded "yes Daddy."

So lets fast forward a bit. It was about 4 more days until I was home and in that period of time they had gone thrift shopping, they had gotten their nails done, they had eaten out, they'd gone clothes shopping... the list goes on. When your girls miss their owner then they need a few distractions. Every single one of these trips bor went along since I don't use alienation or rejection as a punishment. She smiled at her nails, her new dresses, she giggled at everyone's jokes, but she remained silent unless directly spoken to. Aaaaaaand then I got home.

I remember it was a Friday morning when I finally showed up, and jesus was it a trip. Whatever, I'm home now. My girls slowly trickled in as the day went on, usually after getting off work or finishing up school. Bor showed up first and ran up to hug me, embracing me in a death grip and burying her face in my chest.

"Easy," I crooned. "Daddy's home, he's got you."

She looked up and opened her mouth to speak but me gently shaking my head made her close it again and bury her face in my chest.

She stripped nude then carried her clothes into the house (I love living miles from anyone else), right as puppy arrived still in her scrubs from work. She got out of her car and reminded me that holy crap, she can run when she wants to. 155lbs of a puppy smashed into me laughing and screaming. Yeah, twas good to be home. After all the loving and kisses, she leaned back to look at me.

"So whats the plan with bor, Master?"

I smiled at her. "This is what's gonna happen...."

About 10 minutes later we walk into the house and head for the kitchen where all my girls were making themselves busy prepping for dinner, except for the two bitches who hadn't been given tasks so they sat together on their dog bed waiting. Every so often I gotta stop, look around, and grin to myself. It is good to be me.

I gestured to bor to approach, and she slowly made her way to me with nervousness and regret shown in every step she made. Alrighty, lets go....

I slipped around her, slipping my arm between her arms and her back, holding them in place. My other hand slipped into her thick, curly hair and yanked her head back.

"Now you can talk", I coldly said.

"I'm so sorry miss pup- " she began to yell, before puppy's open palm slapped her across her face. She yelped as hard as you'd expect, tears welling up in her eyes.

"miss puppy I'm so sor- " puppy's other hand crossed her other cheek, getting another yelp as bor started to reflexively tuck her head away, which is kinda hard to do with my hand holding it as tightly as I was.

A couple more slaps, some crying from bor before I released her and she slunk to the floor.

"Well, bor, it seems you forgot your place and decided to run your mouth" I said as I wandered behind puppy. "Show me that you know what that mouth is actually for.

She damned near lunged forward for puppy's pussy, so fast that puppy could barely open her legs before I saw the most desperate and frantic licking ever. Now this part was amusing because for a girl, bor is really tall coming in at 5'10. Puppy, however, is about 5'3 on a good day. So watching bor struggle to get into position in such a panicked way almost made me crack a grin. But she dutifully licked as the rest of the room had stopped to watch. They had all seen the interaction, they had all seen her forget her place, and now they were watching her repentance. The other harem bitch later confided in me how horrified she'd been when she had seen it, wondering how she could so easily forget her place and training. But that's a story for another time.

I lets this go on for a moment before deciding the public humiliation had gone on long enough, lets move on to the next part. I collected her up from her knees between puppy's thighs by her hair, hauling her to her feet, and the three of us walked off to the bedroom as the rest of the girls could only follow us with our eyes to my bedroom door.

Puppy produced a cane, a long thin piece of wood with one end wrapped in paracord as the handle. Yep, made it myself, worked great. Bor started to sob harder when she saw it, but I merely told her to lay face down on the bed. Puppy and I working together began to tie her down. Leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles, straps tying her spreadeagle.

"So" I began, "How'd you wind up here?"

"I disrespected miss puppy" she didn't bother to hide her sobs. "i really fucked up, I'm so sorry Daddy, I'm so sorry miss puppy" I watched her wrists strain against her binds.

The cane struck her ample ass (I do like my girls thick) and she cried out, then began to sob harder.

"Why did you think it was ok to act out like that? How'd you think it was going to end?"

She gulped hard before answering.

"I...I don't know, I shouldn't have done it. I'm sorry I did it Daddy, I won't do it again Daddy" she blurted out. I paused a second, considered her answer, then brought the cane down again to a loud yelp.

"thats not an answer, bitch" I said, keeping my tone cool and measured. "No, you shouldn't have done it, yes you fucked up, but this is gonna go a lot worse for you if you don't give me the why's" bringing the cane down again to another anguished cry.

"If you don't want to be here, if you don't want to be the bitch, this all ends now. No more pain, you walk away. Just say so." I tell her.

"Daddy NOOOO!" Came a desperate wail. "Daddy I love being here. I love being the bitch. I love your world. Daddy please" she sobbed. "Don't send me away. Please don't"

"Then? Answers" I said, bringing the cane down again, as she began to cry and sob into the pillow. I stopped and leaned against one of my bedposts, giving her a moment. I gestured to puppy to go put on her strapon, and waited for bor.

"I'm sorry Daddy" she began as I waited patiently. "It was a bad day. I felt like the world was against me. my Daddy wasn't nearby. I made a mistake, Daddy. It was a horrible mistake. I knew it when I said it. I love miss puppy, I love Daddy and I fucked up. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Another couple whacks came down as she sobbed into the pillows, but I stopped, and her sobs subsided.

"Did I lie to you about the lifestyle you walked into?"

"no Daddy, i'm-"

"You knew you were going to be the absolute low girl in the harem."

"yes Daddy"

"you knew walking in that you would have no dignity, no respect, and you rushed to sign your contract. Right?"

"yes Daddy"

"Then consider this your reminder." I gestured at puppy, having put a condom and ample amount of lube onto her strapon.

Puppy climbs up onto the bound bor who instantly knows whats about to happen and begins to sob again. Puppy gets herself into position, lining her strapon up with bor's anus as bor begins to wail into the pillow before puppy merely lowers her hips down, shoving her strapon smoothly into bors ass.

Bor lets out a screaming wail, ankles and wrists straining against her binds. puppy's hips lifted and lowered mechanically to bor's wails, but she didn't stop. I stood back and watched for a moment, before I wandered over to my humidor and pulled out a cigar. Trimming it, lighting it, all to the background noise of bor begging puppy to cum, begging her to stop, begging for this to be over. Puppy was running out of energy but used every last ounce of it reminding bor that this was her place, this is what she was for, before finally collapsing onto bors back and panting. I ran a hand through puppy's hair and gestured for her to go clean up. The last yelp bor let out was puppy lifting up and rolling off the bed, the strapon being yanked out of bors ass with a jerk.

One by one I released her binds as she slowly collected herself. I then laid down next to her and quietly said "c'mere, honey".

I'm not sure if she rolled over real fast or just flying tackled me. She buried her head face into my chest and hung onto me tight enough to make an anaconda jealous. I held her as she sobbed, nuzzling and stroking. Reminding her that she was loved as I brought her back down from her punishment.

"easy, love" I croon, "you're going to be a good girl for me aren't you?

"yes daddy" she responded, snuggling into my chest.

"you're going to please me"

"yes daddy!"

"good girl" I said, and felt her shudder.

We laid there for a little bit as I comforted her, before puppy came in and led her off to the shower. I took a moment to compose myself before wandering back out into the kitchen to join the rest of my pets.

She spent the rest of the night talking like it might be taken away from her again, snuggling with her sisters, and enjoying being back in her place. There's no fancy ending to this story except to say:

They are all secure, know there place, and are content slave girls.