My Ex My Prisoner Pt 6 Fini

My Ex - My Prisoner Pt 6- Fini

Sorry for the long delay in finishing this series. I had problems wrapping up the story. I wrote were four different versions, different endings, all with major issues. I decided that this was the truest of the efforts.

Quite frankly this final chapter will make almost no sense to anyone who has not read the chapters that preceded it.

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The day of the hearing finally came; her case didn't get called until late in the day, towards the end of a long docket. Slut was wearing one of her work suits and looked quite professional. Slut, Fred, Janice and I went to the front of the hearing room in front of the judge. The judge was looking through a folder. He looked up at slut several times as he went through the folder.

He finally addressed slut, "By everyone's recommendation it very clearly states that you have turned your life around. Based on these recommendations I hereby end your probation and discharge you as having completed your sentence and restore your full rights as a citizen of this State. I trust that you will continue to take advantage of the support you have received, and we will not see you here again. With that the gavel came down and slut was now free. Fred and slut both thanked the judge. Slut managed to wait till out of the hearing room before hugging and kissing everyone including a long liplock with Janice.

It was a joyous group in the private room Fred had booked at one of the nicer clubs in town. I asked slut what she would like to drink from the bar. It took her a moment to realize that for the first time in five years, she was allowed alcohol. Janice immediately suggested that we start with a round of celebratory champaign. Fred ordered a round to start things off. Slut was besides herself in elation. She was kissing everyone including extra-long hug and passionate kisses with Janice.

Slut finally got everyone's attention, "I need to thank each and every one of you at this table for me being here and free today. Sir, without your taking me in, I would have died in prison. Without your tough love, I would never have gotten my life together. Janice, your counsel and guidance have made it clear to me who I am and what I should be. Fred, you offered me a job, convinced me that I could do it, and filled in the remaining pieces of who and what I need to be. I need all of you to remain with me and help me stay on the right path. You have all given me a second chance, I have no expectation of getting another chance if I screw up this time. "

Everyone smiled and assured her that we would always be available to help. Fred asked "what are your plans were now that you are free to choose and live your own life again?"

Slut responded, "I have no plans for immediate change. Sir has said that I have a home indefinitely. Fred has offered me a permanent position in his office. Janice has promised to continue not only counseling me but being my friend. This freedom is so new to me that I want to move slowly and not screw up again."

I was expecting Fred to go to a knee and propose, but he just nodded and indicated that it sounded like a good plan. When I talked to him later he said, "it was obvious that the timing was not right, slut was not ready to make the commitment that I wanted. Besides, there was no rush, no one competing for her hand. You told me "hell no" on marrying slut again. Janice is the only other one competing for slut's bed, I'm sure that she and I could share, since the state hasn't approved same sex marriage yet anyway."

As the dinner broke up it was clear that both slut and Janice were coming home with me. Fred told slut that he would pick her up in the morning at the usual time. I drove home and Janice and slut were talking quietly in the back seat all the way home.

As soon as we walked into the house, both stripped to their heels and knelt at my feet. Slut looked up at me and spoke, "Sir, I know that I am now free, but as long as I live in your house I will continue to follow the rules that I have followed for the past two years. I may no longer be your prisoner, but I remain your obedient slave as long as you will have me.

She had just finished speaking when Janice spoke, "Please Sir accept me as your slave, treat me as you treat slut. When in your house I will obey the same rules and serve you in the same way. You have proven to me that what I want and crave is to be submissive and obedient to your every wish, whim or desire, baring none. Please Sir accept me as yours, let me be the sister to slut that together we may best serve you."

I was frankly shocked at both offers, but my mind quickly started trying to decide how this would best work for me. I decided I would best be served by making them jointly responsible for what I wanted. "For now, I accept both of your submission. You both know what needs to be done here and how to please me. I expect it to continue to be done to my satisfaction, and I expect both of you to work out who does what, when. If I become involved in any issues, neither of you will be pleased. Is that understood?"

I got two immediate "Yes Sirs."

I set the first test, "The bathroom needs to be cleaned, and I need my cock sucked while I watch the ball game." With that I went and sat on the couch and turned on the game. The two of them looked at each other and without a word, slut crawled to the bathroom to clean up the mess she had made getting ready for the hearing, and Janice was unfastening and removing my pants and briefs.

Since I had warned her about not accepting half assed cock sucking her efforts had been consistently exceptional. She had also switched to brighter red lipstick as her daily normal. It was harder to keep track of the ball game when watching her red lips wrapped around my cock and seeing the look of total submission and adoration in her eyes was so appealing. But noticing that I appeared to ignore her efforts and watched the ballgame instead of her, helped her to keep focused on her assigned task of serving me. Of course, my cock doesn't get the ignore message and responds strongly to her efforts, letting her know that my ignoring her efforts was just a charade.

Slut's timing was perfect arriving at my feet just as I unloaded a large amount of cum into her sister's mouth. Enough that some ran out of the corners of her mouth and dripped down her chin onto her tits. Slut immediately cleaned up Janices tits and they snowballed the load of cum back and forth, between the two mouths, getting it all over their faces, which they then proceeded to clean up each other. Janice yielded my cock to slut to clean up. I marveled at the matching pairs of bright red lips and very similar looks in their eyes. Owning sister sluts was very rewarding.

I gave up on the game and headed to use the bathroom first before bed. Sisters would use it after I was done, so that they could leave it clean when they were done. I stretched out on my bed and was half asleep when a sister snuggled tight against me on each side, hands cradling my balls and stroking my cock, lips searching for mine, two wet hips humping against my thighs. I sighed in contentment and alternated kissing both in turn, until I was asleep.

Waking up every morning with a warm wet mouth worshiping your cock and balls is amazing and one of the joys of my recent life. It is even more amazing when you lay there half asleep, your eyes still closed trying to guess which mouth is worshiping your cock that morning. They are different, but I can never remember which is which, I guess because I really don't care.

When I finally opened my eyes, I met Janice's eyes watching me as she worked to massage the crown of my cock by holding it in place and gently gagging on it, before passing it deep into her tight throat. Once deep in her throat she would hold it there, her nose buried in the hair around my cock, staring into my eyes, until backing it out of her throat and getting a few breaths.

Then something new. Still staring straight into my eyes she sucked both balls into her mouth and as she caressed them with her tongue she firmly gripped my cock and started stroking it. I almost came immediately, but managed to hold on, though it couldn't be for long.

With control of both my balls and cock she knew when I was going to cum even before I did giving her plenty of time to move and swallow my cock, before the first spasm of my cock unload a stream of cum straight down her throat. She took great pleasure in milking every drop of cum from my balls until they ached. She smiled broadly as she showed me how much she had gathered onto her tongue. I told her, "Do not swallow that gift, go and share it with slut."

It was surprising how quickly she was able to get off the bed and rush into the kitchen to share. I didn't realize it at the moment, but I had just unknowingly started another morning ritual between the two sister slaves of sharing my morning load.

Janice and slut traded the mouthful of cum back and forth, leaving both faces covered. Janice then immediately returned to clean my cock before quickly stopping in the bathroom to repair her makeup, plug her ass, get dressed, and left for her first counseling appointment.

While I enjoyed a leisurely breakfast, slut did her morning enema, showered, released the enema, plugged her ass, cleaned the bathroom, brushed out her hair, did her make up, put on her heels, cleaned up the breakfast dishes and the kitchen, gave me a hug and a long deep kiss, all before kneeling naked at the door waiting for Fred to pick her up. Fred always samples slut's oral skills before slut dresses to ride to work with him.

Around mid-morning I got a call from Trish. Fred and I had shared Trish for years. She was one reason I questioned Fred's desire to marry slut. She said that she and Fred had talked last evening. I crudely asked, post dinner or post coital. She rightfully ignored my comment and continued, "I know Fred has told you about his desire to marry your ex. You and I both think he is nuts to do that, but he still very much wants to. Among the problems that marriage has is your ex doesn't want to give you up and you aren't keen on losing her; I don't want to give up Fred, and I think that feeling is mutual; and you have reconnected and gotten serious, with an old girlfriend."

I agreed that was a pretty good summary of the present situation, then asked, "what did you and Fred decide last night"

She replied, "Fred and I were joking that what we needed was a poly but monogamous pentagram. Fred marries your ex but still fucks me, while you do whatever with your old girlfriend, but still fuck your ex. and me. The only real question to the arrangement is whether your ex would marry Fred with him still fucking me."

I thought a minute and replied, "That would depend on whether slut would be willing to complete the pentagram by having sex with you like she does with my girlfriend."

I could almost hear the gears grinding on the other end of the call, "So Fred has a triad with me and your ex, while you have a triad with your ex and your girlfriend. How do we make that happen."

I immediately reminded her, "The only missing piece of that arrangement is you and slut. Oh, and before that happens you and Fred have to swear off everyone else and get a STD test."

She replied that she didn't think Fred had been fucking anyone else. I reminded her that Fred was not the one I was concerned about. I think she was offended but couldn't argue. I also told her no sex with slut by either one of you until we have test results.

I didn't hear anything else about it except slut complaining that Fred had stopped fucking her for three days. Friday, I got a message from Fred, "Everyone is clean. Slut is staying overnight tonight, and Trish will happen to drop by. We will see what happens. Wish me luck"

I sent a message to Janice that we were a solo couple that night and did she want to dine out, cook, or have delivery. A few seconds later I got a reply "whichever gets this itch in my ass scratched the soonest."

I replied, "I'm making dinner reservations at Rigazzo's, come straight here, we will quickly scratch that itch, put an extra-large plug in it and a vibrator in the other hole and go have a nice dinner, while I decide whether to scratch that itch again, or take my pleasure elsewhere." I got a triple smiley face return message.

She showed up 20 minutes later in one of those short mini dresses that covers almost everything but legs, without concealing the contents. Every curve highlighted, erect nipples making little tents in the stretch fabric. Clearly no bra or panties, though when I bent her over the couch the outline of the plug in her ass showed through. As promised I made it quick, bending her over the back of the couch, sliding her dress up to her waist, pulling the plug and driving in fast and hard into her well lubricated ass. That got a loud squeal followed by a long low moan, I didn't give her time to adjust as I took her ass fast and hard, to the sound of the very pleasing continuous moan.

I hadn't cum since my wake up service that morning. One reason she was getting it so fast and hard. I didn't last all that long before I came long and hard deep in her ass. I only enjoyed the feeling of her still incredibly tight ass for a long moment before pulling out, sliding the plug into her still gaped ass and the small remote vibrator deep into her cunt, spun her around onto her knees and gave her my cock to clean. It was an incredible sight, those bright red lips smiling around my cock as she sucked and licked it clean, and the bright eyes showing total admiration and submission.

She tucked me away and I helped her on her stiletto heels to her feet, slapped her on that cute tight butt and asked, "Itch scratched, ready for dinner?"

She laughed, "You do know how to sweet talk a lady, yes, I'm starved."

Even at an upscale restaurant like Rigazzo's, someone as stunning and exhibited as Janice does get noticed and turns a few heads. We followed the Maître 'D through the restaurant to our table, my hand firmly on Janice's butt, my fingers lightly pressing occasionally on her plug. The vibrator in her cunt had been on low since I put it there.

The requested bottle of Cab was open and breathing as we arrived. Almost as soon as we were seated the wine steward was by to ensure the wine was satisfactory. I swirled it and tasted it to make him happy but frankly I don't know one wine from another, but I tasted it and smiled, making the steward happy.

I quietly filled Janice in on Trish's plan. She listened intently then asked, "If slut is shared with those two, then that means I get more of you, right?

I thought a moment, "Yes you could have more of me, of course you could be getting more of me now, but choose not to. The bed sleeps three, and you have a clothes armoire there already. I can assure you that slut would not mind."

I could see she was thinking about my point. I hadn't thought about it when I said it, but I was asking her for a commitment she hadn't really thought about. It probably didn't help when I turned the vibrator in her cunt up two notches, and watched her eyes get suddenly wider. She was still adjusting to the added intensity when the waiter came to take our orders. I thought it was very cute when she stuttered trying to give her order, though from the look she gave me, she didn't find it nearly as amusing as I did.

Right after the waiter finished getting our orders and left, Janice asked, "How did I get here?"

Not having a clue, "I asked, what do you mean?"

She sighed, "I hadn't gotten laid in four months and now I'm sitting in a restaurant with a load of cum and a plug in my ass, a vibrator in my cunt driving me crazy, discussing moving into a three way relationship, while using the restaurant napkin to keep my cunt from soaking through my dress."

I smiled and told her, "All from clearing up a misunderstanding about your ass."

When our dinner arrived, she politely asked if I would turn down the vibrator so she could enjoy her dinner. I courteously complied and the relief was evident in her face, not having to stifle the need in her cunt while we ate. She then politely asked, "one more favor, when we get back to your place, please fuck my cunt hard and long, it really needed it even before the vibe."

I equally politely replied, "I will consider your request, but tonight is my choice." Frankly I had already decided that was what I wanted. As we finished dinner and got ready to leave, I kicked the vibe up to a medium speed, with a random pattern. The moan from Janice sounded very promising. I had to help her as we made our way out of the restaurant, she seemed to have an issue walking. As I helped her into the car, I turned off the vibe to reduce the wet spot on my leather seats.

With the vibe on in the restaurant she didn't realize how much she needed to pee. As soon as I shut it off at the car, the need hit her badly. As soon as I unlocked the door at home, she made a beeline for the bathroom, shedding her dress as she went. It did answer one of my questions, ladies can pee with a vibrator stuck in their cunts. There was a scream from the bathroom when I turned it back on and all the way up and I heard, "You made me pee on the floor."

I quickly replied, "You made the mess, lick it up."

That got a meek, "Yes Sir," reply.

I heard the toilet flush and a minute or so later she came crawling out of the bathroom. "Were you a good girl? I asked.

That got another meek, "Yes Sir," reply.

I picked her up, threw her onto the bed, pulled the vibe out of her cunt, bent her knees up against her chest and went in fast and hard till my pelvis hit her cunt. I knew she was soaking wet, but I think I heard a splash when I hit bottom. I didn't hesitate but immediately fulfilled her request to fuck her long and hard.

I discovered that the differences between having two slaves in bed or just one are rather minor. My need for sleep and my cock's recovery time are the limiting factor and whether there is one or two of them in my bed doesn't change that much. When there is only one, there is more room in the bed, it isn't as warm, I'm less likely to get fucked in the middle of the night, and I usually have to fix breakfast while the single slave gets ready for work.

That is exactly how it worked out that night with Janice. After fulfilling her request for a long hard fucking of her cunt, we were both quickly asleep spooned together. I woke up to a warm wet mouth sucking on my morning wood, with the vision of a beautiful face and adoring eyes above it. I pulled her up to ride me, ignoring her complaint that I had bruised her that night. A pain she seemed to quickly forget as she rode me hard, as I slapped her tits and abused her nipples. She didn't last long before cumming hard and collapsing onto my chest.

As I held her and we traded kisses, she lifted a bit and looked me in the eyes, "Were you serious about me moving in."

It only took me a moment to reply, "Absolutely, and it I lose slut, I may demand it."

She laughed, 'There is no way that you are going to lose slut, even if Fred asks her to marry him, she won't do it, if that is a requirement."

I had to admit that was my take on slut too. Fred was much more enthused about marrying slut, than slut was about either Fred or being married. I also wasn't too sure how slut would react to a relationship that included Trish on a daily basis. Trish had almost always had a domme/sub relationship with slut, and how a three way with slut and Trish might be tricky. The hopeful aspect was that Trish had always had a bit of a submissive relationship with Fred.

While I was contemplating the possibilities and probabilities, Janice licked and sucked my cock and balls clean and headed to the bathroom to get ready for her first appointment. I headed for the kitchen and prepared our breakfast.