Getting Settled In

The honeymoon lasted a week, which was filled with nonstop sex between David, his new wife, and their slaves. In that week, Lyra had also taken a few online cooking courses, purchased a few 50's housewife outfits, and overall learned how to be a dutiful, devoted wife.

Now they were at David's home. Lyra was hard at work making dinner while her husband alternated between fucking each of their slaves under the table. Having already been programmed to cum like crazy at the mere sensation of David's dick in any of their holes, the slaves loved it.

"Here's dinner!" Lyra chimed, putting a piping hot tray of food on the table for her husband. It was for her too of course but David's needs came first.

David smiled. "Smells good. I hope it tastes just the same."

Lyra awaited her husband's verdict, even as she heard one of the slaves--Cindy, she thought--slurping his cock like a hungry animal. She didn't care that David was fucking other women, nor did she care that it was one of her former best friends. Cindy, Kennedy, and Caroline learned ther places as slaves over the honeymoon, and they were content with their positions as well.

Cindy released Master's dick with a pop from her mouth and moved aside so Caroline could suck him off next. This was their mealtime ritual, to each blow their Master one by one before giving a three-way blowjob and letting him cum on their faces. They did not eat with Master or Mistress because as slaves, it was improper. Their meals were served at seperate times during the day, while Master was at work. They were all wearing lingeire at the moment, but their outfits shifted from underwear, nudity, and the bridesmaids dresses that Lyra made sure to clean every week, in case their Masters wanted to 'renew their vows'. It was important that the three slaves be in their bridesmaids outfits for that as well, at least that's what Master told them, and Master was always right...

David took a bite of his dinner, a tender medium rare steak, served with mashed potatoes, corn, and a salad on the side, as he felt the sensation of three mouths on his cock, followed by girlish giggling from under the table. In one week, he had turned the girl of his dreams and her three best friends into his devoted housewife and horny sex slaves, respectively. Four women with bright futures ahead of them, now reduced to nothing.

"Delicious," David told Lyra. She was dressed in a pink dress, her hair in a bouffant, her nails and lips matching shades of red. He felt his load release, no doubt onto the faces of his eagerly awaiting slaves.

Yep, this was the life. But David wanted more...

"Lyra," he said. "Don't you have a sister who's 18 and a single mother?"

Lyra nodded meekly.

"Call them up one at a time," David grinned. "I have a feeling I need to meet the in-laws."