Heading out

Melanie and Sarah stood up as one, one ponderous breasts hanging down, the other small pert breasts bouncing as she stood.

“Did we actually just do that sis?” Mel asked incredulously. She looked down, her senses ablaze from what had just happened.

Glancing over, Sarah bent over and suckled her sister's breasts again. She knew he enjoyed this and wanted to ensure she kept his attention.

“Oh shit, I almost forgot, we have to deal with St. Vincents, we are supposed to turn over the proceeds of the auction today,” Mel told the two, stepping away from her sister. She could clearly see what Sarah was up to and wanted none of it.

“It was your friend Sarah, let’s see what they think, I have no idea how to pay them back for his purchase of me. He paid in cum, and I drank it all up,” she continued.

Sarah thought about what her sister had just told her. She accepted that he owned them, but why the fuck would her sister allow herself to be purchased for sperm she sucked from him. She thought about it some more and realized it was a good price, both of their freedom for some of his sperm was well worth it. Sarah knew she had more of his sperm in her now then Melanie did, and smiled.

“Hay, why don’t we get out of here and see what awaits outside,” Sarah inquired of both her sister and their master. She wasn’t entirely sure, but she thought something fun may happen outside.

“Sure, we’ve had enough sex for now, let’s see what awaits outside” he answered, smiling at the two. “We don’t really have to dress, nobody will notice anything anyway,” he told the two as they were about to get dressed. Both Sarah and her sister were sweaty, nude and a bit disheveled, but simultaneously answered “Sure!”

Sarah had parked on the street which was a bit of a walk. The moment they exited the yard, something happened, it was like something freed up in Sarah. He had said “Everything in the house was owned by him, but she wasn’t in the house any longer.”

She stopped walking, confused for a moment. Had she enjoyed being owned? Her independent personality would scream no, but she just had the best sex of her life. Looking around, she saw her neighbor Amy Tucker doing her most common thing, working out. She was stretching in front of her house before her daily run. The two had gone to their exclusive club many times. Sarah thought maybe she could distract him.

“Hay Amy, how are you doing?” She called out, raising her hand in a wave. Her neighbor looked up and finished stretching.