Of course (2,000 Like Special)

Over the course of your relationship with Carrie, a couple things had happened to you. One of your favorites was the improvement of your sexual endurance. Carrie, the insatiable minx, was never satisfied with just one round of sex. So you adapted, and soon were able to pull off multi-orgasmic night yourself. And this occasion is no exception, as your cock slowly regains its hardness and you're ready for round two. As it does so, Helen's face briefly becomes shocked, before it switches to a Cheshire grin. Carrie, of course, expects this from you so she isn't surprised at all.

"So," you say, looking at the two ladies gracing the motel room with you. "Who wants to get fucked first?" Helen wastes no time staking her claim, as she attempts to clamber up on your dick in order to ride you. You fend her off, stating, "No. I've been on my ass enough tonight. Now I want to fuck you like you deserve, for the first time in your life." You sit up whilst spinning her around, so that she's on her hands and knees while you're poised behind her, ready to take her doggy style. You get close, and rub the head of your cock on Helen's soaking lips.

The moment before you plunge into Helen, however, you glance over at Carrie, who is basking in the moment. Clearly she is getting off on the situation as much as if you fucked her yourself, so you decide to lean on that, announcing, "My lovely girlfriend. Would you like the honors of guiding my cock into this married sluts pussy?"

"Certainly, my dear." Carrie crawls over to the two of you and wets her thumb, then sticks in straight into Helen's ass. Worried that Carrie was too forceful, Helen's coo alleviates your concerns immediately. Carrie's other hand spanks Helen once, sending it jiggling in a way that almost makes you want to shove your cock in, but Carrie gently grasps your cock, lightly stroking it like she did earlier this evening, the light and delicate stroke that maintains your hardness exquisitely.

"I'd like to take this opportunity to make a small speech, if I may." Helen moans in frustration, but Carrie ignores her. You just nod solemnly, as your instincts tell you that what Carrie says will be important. With Carrie occupying your cock, you reach under Helen and use your hand to begin massaging her clitoris, because you want her on the razor's edge, agonizingly close to an orgasm.

"Helen, as I mentioned earlier, you are the second woman that the two of us have had a threesome with, and you won't be the last." Carrier utters, beginning her monologue. "And if you're anything like our last bedroom guest, you'll be back at the fount in no time.

"I say this to reiterate to you that I'm not exaggerating. Your life will dramatically change from this moment on. As far as you're concerned, your life with your husband ended tonight, when he sent you out to save his own skin. From now on, when it comes to any matter even remotely sexual, you answer to John first and foremost. That means if John texts you at three in the morning for a booty call, you're getting out of your bed, driving over to him, and getting into his bed. It also means that if John wants a quickie at work, you'll go to him, even if it means running into your husband. And lastly, it means that if push comes to shove, and John wants you to divorce your husband, you'll do so. Do you understand?"

"Yes," Helen ekes out, the pleasure causing her speech to become limited. Carrie just continues, uncompromising in her quest to ensnare hot married women for you.

"But in return for those conditions, you will receive gratification beyond imagination. And, as you can imagine, you'll be joining a sisterhood that I believe you desperately need. Ever since you moved across the country to flee the debt your parents inflicted upon you, you've lived in a self imposed exile, afraid of someone discovering your secret. But now? Now you'll have other women that you can bare your soul to, and with them you will find your sense of purpose in life.

"And that's without mentioning the sexual indulgence at your disposal, and it starts with the fat dick that is about you plunder your maidenhood. Oh, I'm not talking about your virginity that you probably lost back in high school. I'm talking about you getting your first stud cock of your life. The cock that will redefine the role sex will play in your life. No longer will it be a obligation or an activity that you go through the motions. It will now be your main event, the cream of the crop, and the time of the week that you count down until it finally arrives."

Carrie's words struck gold, and Helen howls in ecstasy at this topic of conversation. Feeling the surge of lust effuse you, you take your free hand and spank Helen, hard. Helen yelps at the impact, but shouts out, "More." Carrie withdraws her hand to give you more room. You comply with Helen, and are soon raining down blows upon your conquest's tight ass, converting it to a warm pink color.

"Wonderful," Carrie says, breaking the silence. She examines Helen's butt and gives you a nod of approval for your handiwork. "Now, it is time for the vows." You look over at Carrie in confusion, but she just responds with her patented 'just trust me' look, and that hasn't failed you yet.

"Vows?" Helen asks, clearly confused at what Carrie is talking about.

"Yes, vows," Carrie says calmly, as if making a vow immediately before sex was the most natural thing in the world.

"But why?"

"For all the reasons I mentioned before. This is a pivotal moment in your life, Helen. This is the beginning of a new chapter for you, so both you and John should make some promises to each other, shouldn't you?"

"I suppose that makes sense," Helen murmurs, trailing off.

"And since it is such an important occasion, more important than your graduation or wedding, we should film it, shouldn't we? To document it, so that you can watch it at your leisure, right?"

"Right..."

Carrie darts off the bed to the dresser that her purse rests on with surprising alacrity. She quickly finds her phone and returns, unlocking it the process. She sets up the video camera app to record, and hands it to Helen, who faces it towards her as if she was recording a selfie. You note that the phone is in an eerily similar position to how to you held it when you were fucking Natalie solo this past Saturday.

"All right, Helen," Carrie states approvingly, her voice clear enough to be easily caught on video. "Repeat after me, I, Helen Palms, vow to become the loyal married slut to my new master, John Doe. I vow to spread my legs for my master in accordance with his will. I vow not to deny my master any pleasure that he may desire. I vow to help my master find and conquer more of my sisters, so that I might truly find my station in life. And lastly, I vow that my master is now the most important man in my life, eclipsing family, friends, and most significantly, my husband."

Without missing a beat, Helen responds in kind, "I Holly Day, vow to become the loyal married slut to my new master, John Doe. I vow to spread my legs for my master at every opportunity, without hesitation. I vow to provide my master everything that I can, whether sexual, emotional, or otherwise. I vow to aid my master into finding likeminded individuals who can join me and form a bond with them. And lastly, I vow that John Doe is and will always be the most important man in my life. Thus I swear, upon my honor as a woman."

Carrie seems to accept Helen's alterations without comment, even the use of her birth name. You're shocked at everything Helen just said. It reminds you of the capitulations that Carrie extracted from Natalie during your last sexual session. You glance at your girlfriend once more, trying to impart how risky these vows are, but Carrie just gives you a small smile in a futile attempt to assure you.

"Now, John, your vows. Repeat after me. I, John Doe, vow to become the master of you, Holly Day. I vow to fuck you like you so rightly deserve. I vow to provide you all the sexual gratification you might ever desire. I vow to provide you with true sisters, those who you'll worship my cock with in harmony. And lastly, I vow that you'll never want another man as long as you're with me."

You hesitate for a moment. Are you really ready to make a vow to Helen? You've only talked to her a half dozen times in your life, and there's a part of you that is concerned by the ramifications of a vow like this. But when in doubt, you let your cock rule you, and the thought of a married slut for your personal use is too tough to resist.

"I, John Doe," you announce, enunciating for the video. "Vow to become your one and only master, Holly Day. I vow to fuck you whenever possible and keep your cunt wet at the thought of me taking you. I vow that you'll be satisfied beyond measure, with no sexual want unfulfilled. I vow to expand beyond you, ensuring that you'll never be alone again. And I vow to try to be the best man I can for you, for the rest of my life."

"And now," Carrie states, guiding your cock head to Helen's lips once more. "You may fuck your slut." Wasting no time, you sink deeply into Helen, bottoming out in one smooth motion. Helen is exceedingly wet, as wet as Carrie gets for you, and you feel little resistance in the process. But apparently, the pleasure you're feeling pales in comparison to the pleasure that has suffused Helen. She shrieks out in pleasure, her eyes rolling in the back of her head. In the process, she drops the phone that is supposed to filming her submission, and Carrie spots it and picks it up to resume the filming.

You take both hands and grab Helen's hips to give you more leverage. The very tip of your cock barely grazes her cervix, so you don't have to worry causing Helen any pain from ramming into it. This allows you to pound away without restraint, and you certainly take advantage of the fortune.

"Oh fuck yes! That's the spot!" Helen shouts out. It appears to you that Helen is also a fan of you fucking her hard, and you smile inwardly at the gift that fell into your lap. If Ted hadn't been such a dick to you, Helen never would have been on your radar. But his disregard for his underlings put a target on his back, and you were the first to seek **** by going after Helen. And with Ted focusing on work and seeking out a trophy wife, it made Helen **** to another man who showed her attention, and now you were reaping the rewards.

"So, Helen." Carrie says, taking a wide shot of both of your bodies. "How do you like John's cock so far?" Helen of course, is in no position to respond, with hair flying wildly from the **** of your intercourse. She does feebly mutter something out, but the sounds of sex drown it out. Curious as to Helen's response, you pause your thrusts, only the head of your cock remaining inside of Helen. Helen mewls at your brief break, but you spank her, prodding her to speak up.

"It's the fucking best, all right? Or at least better than anything I've ever had, and it's not like I'm a prude or anything."

"Good, you should always tell the truth to your master," Carrie instructs as she goes in for a close up of Helen's face. You've know for a while that Carrie was an exhibitionist, but her voyeuristic tendencies might be even greater. You wonder what she was going to do with this footage, or even the footage from your solo session with Natalie. You were also pretty sure that you saw a recent advertisement on television for Carrie's phone, and it raved about how revolutionary the camera was, able to capture footage in stunning quality.

Impatient at the lack of pleasure you're currently receiving, you resume your fucking, maintaining your long and deep strokes from before. Helen's groans of pleasure indicate that you're doing something correct, but you want more. Pausing for just another moment, you grab both of Helen's arms, eliciting a yelp of surprise from Helen. Maneuvering them a little, you make it so her wrists are crossed just above her tight ass, in your typical hand cuffs position. You clamp down with your left hand, causing Helen to have her entire upper body touching the bed, her tits helplessly rubbing into the sheets. You resume your fuck, and you know instantly that you audibled correctly. The slightly changed position gives your fuck more ****, and causes your cock to stimulate her g-spot more, and going by Helen's loud shouts of pleasure, she appreciates it fully.

Confident that Helen has hit a new pleasure high, you turn your attention towards Carrie, who's idly playing with her pussy while filming the two of you. You want to get her more involved, but the enraptured expression in her eyes indicate that this whole environment is like cat nip for her. Because, to be honest, as much as you enjoy the other women the Carrie brings into your bed, it'll be all for naught if you didn't get to share the moment together.

Your musings are interrupted by yet another scream from Helen accompanied by a series of spasms on your cock. Apparently, Helen really likes when her hands are restricted, AND you make a note of that for the next time you have sex. To be honest, a part of you still can't believe that will have the sexual autonomy to need to have a clear set of notes for what each woman in your life prefers sexually.

You fuck Helen through her orgasm, before pulling out as you remember that Helen mentioned she was very sensitive after an orgasm. You hope that doesn't last too long, because you want to get back in her, and soon. Helen collapses in a heap, and you hope that it is just a breather.

For now though, you are easily satisfied with your girlfriend, the most sexually competent woman that you've ever had the pleasure of, well, pleasuring. You lie down on your back and beckon her to climb on, and she sets the phone down and clambers on. As expected, she's certainly wet enough to slide on with little resistance, aided in particular by Helen's juices that still coated your dick.

"God, that was hot." Carrie enthuses, sliding up and down your cock at a leisurely pace. You know that she is doing so because she wants to make certain that you cum in Helen tonight, so she doesn't want to risk you popping off early.

"Out of curiosity," you ask, grimacing through a particularly pleasurable kegel maneuver. "Why are you so obsessed with filming this? I'd love it if you participated a little more. Like say, burying your slutty little cunt in Helen's face."

"Well first off, you were fucking Helen far too hard for her to be able to effectively lick me. Secondly, I just know, that thirty years in the future while we're reminiscing about that raging sexual bonfire of our early courtship, we're going to want to see exactly what we did. Plus, I'm sure that Helen is going to want a copy. After all, how else can she improve her craft if she doesn't watch the tape to see what worked and what didn't."

"Like professional athletes?"

"That's right, exactly like them. And though we don't get paid monetarily as much as them, the compensation is just as generous." With that, Carrie gives you a wide grin and starts grinding on your cock, moving her hips in a hypnotic manner that has the side effect of feeling real damn good.

Carrie continues riding you for a couple minutes until Helen finally starts to stir, recovering from her orgasm. "Well hey there, super slut." Carrie ribs good-naturedly. "Nice of you to join us again. You feeling better?" Helen nods, but she's far more interested in what Carrie's doing.

"What are you doing?" Helen questions, signifying the Carrie's pelvic motion.

"A little sexual move that John greatly appreciates. When combined with some delicate kegels, it works wonders when your legs are tired and you want to take it slow."

"Kegels. Are those really necessary?"

Carrie stops her churning and turns her head to Helen, who blushes under her inquisitive gaze. "Yes," she finally answers, "Kegels are something that you need to start doing. But that's a conversation for another time. You want a turn?"

"No quite yet. I'm still feeling a little tender." Helen idly picks up Carrie's phone, and seeing that it's still recording, she points it at the two of you. "I shouldn't be surprised the two of you get off on filming yourselves having sex. How many videos have you made so far."

"About a dozen or so," Carrie replies, answering for the two of you. "Unfortunately, it's hard to film when you're getting your brains fucked out."

"I can imagine..." Helen trails off. "Well, I'll play the role of camerawoman for now, so have at it."

Carrie resumes her fuck, ignoring the camera and looking entirely at you. You palm her breast, and Carrie coos at your action. Your other hand examines her knee-high leather boots, which Carrie still has on. You look at her for an explanation, and she says, loud enough for the camera, "It's always good to wear something that drives your man wild. That way, if you tired or not feeling 100%, he'll be so turned on that he won't even notice."

"So you're saying that our master likes high heels, is that it?"

"Your master," Carrie corrects. "And yes. If something as simple as wearing certain clothes arouses your partner, then there really isn't a good reason not to do it, at least in my opinion."

"I suppose so," Helen replies. "But what really makes the difference as having someone you _want _to go all out for, whether that be filming yourselves having sex, setting up threesomes, or even something as simple as putting on heels."

"Spot on." Carrie compliments Helen. "You know, you have real potential as a married slut. You might just be a natural at it."

"Thanks, but I'm not sure how much longer that'll be true. I have a feeling that in the light of morning, Ted is going to feel much worse about me coming here tonight and use that as grounds to divorce me, leaving me with nothing."

"Don't worry about that," Carrie assures Helen. "I'll make sure you get a top tier lawyer; Ted won't stand a fucking chance."

"Aww, that's sweet." Helen comes up behind Carrie and envelops her in a bear hug, setting the phone down in the process. You pick it up and point it at the ladies, and it's an amusing sight with Helen seeming genuinely thankful while Carrie blushes and tries to brush it off.

"So, Helen," Carrie states, regaining control of the conversation as Helen disengages and accepts the phone from you. "What position do you want to do next? Normally, I'd suggest anal but the thickness of John's dick makes that difficult if you don't spend all day preparing.."

"Uh..." Helen trails off, clearly engrossed by the idea of getting anally fucked by you. "Missionary I guess? We can keep it simple for tonight and mix it up in the future."

"Good choice," you say. "And I'll finally be able to see your fabulous breasts in full view from that position, so I definitely second that vote." You tap Carrie on her ass twice, which is international signal for 'get off my dick' and Carrie hops off, freeing you up for Helen. You sit up while Helen eagerly moves to lie down on her back before, baring her body to your lustful gaze. Her tits are truly incredible, and you're glad that they'll be a permanent fixture in your life.

You inch up to Helen and lay your cock down on her mons, the thick piece of meat looking absurd on her petite frame. Helen shivers under its weight, and you know that she's ready for you. Carrie sets up at Helen's head, getting a full body shot of the lovely blonde.

"What do you want?" you ask, slipping a finger into Helen's folds and teasing her.

"You know what I want," Helen retorts, a pout on her face.

"Answer him," Carrie orders, and you take the opportunity to thumb Helen's clit.

Helen quickly succumbs under the **** that would violate the Geneva Convention, and she cries out, "You! This! Everything about tonight. I want it."

"No," Carrie rebukes. "You need it. For the first time in your life you have tasted the hidden ambrosia that you've been craving your entire life. You'll come to depend on it so much that you can't imagine your life without John."

"Don't worry," you add, leaning down to kiss Helen passionately. "Now that I've had you, I'm not going to let you go." Once finished, you place your cock at the entrance to Helen's pussy, and push in.

"That's the fucking best," Helen moans as you sink in fully. "I had this dick in me not five minutes ago, and its size is still a pleasant surprise to me."

"That's something that won't go away, no matter how long you fuck him," Carrie adds. "The way his cock fills you up and leaves you perfectly satisfied is the best I've ever seen."

This fuck is different than your last one, as it is much more mellow and intimate. You're taking your time, in no rush because you know that the next time you cum, you'll be out of commission for the rest of the night. One thing you love about this position with Helen is that every time you thrust in, her hefty tits jiggle wonderfully, and it reminds of earlier tonight when she fucked you with them.

Her tits, mouth, and pussy were what you used tonight, which left only one place untouched. "Next time I see you," you say, arousing Helen from her world of pleasure. "I'm taking your ass. So you better be prepared."

"Yes Master," she promises, wide blue eyes looking up at you in devotion. She was yours, you knew that for certain now, and it was time to remind her of it.

"You are mine, Helen. Mine and Carries. Just how Natalie is. And just how many more women will be."

"Yes, I am. Now and forever."

"Now and forever," you say, as the start of an orgasm begins to come upon you. Clenching your PC muscle, you valiantly try to hold out while you slip a hand from Helen's legs to her clit. This makes her go berserk with pleasure, and she orgasms hard on your dick. The feeling of her orgasm on you is too much for you, and you shoot off deep inside of Helen's cunt.

Exhausted, you lean back into the pillows, trying to catch your breath. Helen is still recovering from the throes of her orgasm, while Carrie is licking her lips while looking at her pussy. Eventually, she decides against eating her out so soon after her orgasm, and helps Helen move to your side, where she quickly leans against you in a hug, her hand idly playing with your chest.

"Thank you, Master," she murmurs, and the fatigue overtakes her as she falls asleep on you. Carrie moves to your other shoulder, and slips in beside you.

"That," Carrie says, "ended up about as well as it could have. It was a great night."

"That it was," you reply, but your eyes are already starting to droop. "I love you Carrie. Now and forever."

"Now and forever," she repeats, and that is last thing you hear before sleep takes you.

A/N: Thanks for all the advice in the last chapter. Again, this is a larger chapter, but we'll have out typical 1k-2k word chapters until the next momentous occasion, and I'll try not to make you wait nine months this time