Suburban Bliss

Part IV: Julie and Maki

They looked at each other uncertainly, not quite knowing what to do next. Julie glanced at him quickly, as if waiting for a signal, then focussed her attention on Maki again. Michael was observing them from his club chair. He had told them to wear the sexiest outfits they owned. That was all, no further instructions, do what you like. Funny how both girls ended up in almost identical clothes: a little black dress (very little in fact), killer heels and – he would soon find out – black lace lingerie. And yet they looked very different. Julie looked like a slut. Quite a cheap one too, in her skin hugging dress, barely covering the essentials, her stiletto heels, bright red lipstick and generally a bit too much make-up. Not that there was anything wrong with that, he thought. On the contrary, slutty was good. Maki on the other hand looked like a million dollars. He wondered how that worked. Money was one factor, he figured. Julie's clothes had probably cost about two hundred bucks, put everything together. Maki's at least fifteen times that amount, if not more. He checked the labels later, long after everything had come off. He was right: the red soles had already given away the Manolo Blahnik shoes, the dress was by Issey Miyake, her lingerie from Agent Provocateur. One outfit, worth more than a month's salary for many people. It all fitted seamlessly, as if made bespoke. But it wasn't just expensive clothes that made the difference, he concluded. More important was pedigree. Their backgrounds were so different. Julie was the product of serendipity, the chance result of random genes combining into something very beautiful. He'd seen a picture of her parents. They were very ordinary looking people, not ugly but certainly not attractive either. How they managed to produce a gorgeous daughter like Julie was beyond him. Yet it happened, he'd seen it before. Maki however was the result of many generations of upper class Japanese breeding and upbringing. It showed in her composure, the way she behaved, spoke, ate, dressed, walked. Even in the way she fucked. She did everything with effortless elegance and class, without even realizing it. Maki could wear a bin bag and still look fantastic. It was something Julie would never manage to achieve.  He made a mental note to try to instill a bit more class in Julie, while making Maki a bit more slutty. Neither was going to be easy, he thought.

All this went through his head as he watched them enter the bedroom. Slutty or classy, they both looked fantastic. He could hardly believe how his luck, and his life, had changed. The two girls had literally met a minute ago. His instructions had been clear. No need to speak or even introduce themselves. That would come later. The first thing they were going to do together was have sex. Hot, steaming, lesbian sex, with him as audience. He'd told them he wanted the two of them to become not just friends, but lovers. Having two slavegirls was an experiment he was happy to undertake, but it would only work out if there would be no rivalry between them. If he noticed any of that, he would have to make a tough decision and send one of them home. And, he had asked rethorically, what better way of getting to know each other than a good fuck?

He was curious which of the girls would take the initiative: Maki who had more experience or Julie who was more extroverted. Julie took the first step. Her hand reached out and lightly touched Maki's hair. They looked into each others eyes. Julie smiled her big, warm smile, then she leaned in and kissed Maki. Their soft lips touched gently. Maki hands caressed Julie's arms and shoulders. Julie slowly pushed her hips forward. Their mouths opened a little, he could see tongues emerging and starting to explore. Maki stood on her toes to reach Julie's mouth, her right hand squeezed Julie's ass. They slowly undressed. He'd instructed them to give him another striptease, only this time undressing each other rather than themselves. Julie placed Maki in front of her to face him, and unzipped her dress. As it slid down her body her incredibly sexy lingerie appeared, high cut panties and a low cut bra in black see-through lace, with intricate little details such as double straps and heart shaped openings in unexpected places. Still in her 6 inch heels, Maki stepped out of the $ 1500 dress and kicked it to the side. Julie's hands were all over Maki's body now, kissing her neck at the same time. She unclipped Maki's bra and started to massage her lovely breasts. One hand travelled her flat stomach and found its way into her panty. Next it was Maki's turn to help Julie out of her clothes. Her small, elegant hands cupping Julie's magnificent tits was one of the highlights of the afternoon, he thought. The girls sank down to the floor, Maki on top first, their kisses becoming wilder and more passionate, mouths wide open. Maki went down to suck Julie's nipples, biting them gently, squeezing her tits to push out the nipples towards her mouth. Julie squirmed. After a while she pushed Maki's head further down towards her pussy. Michael had a straight view between Julie's legs. She was dripping wet. She pushed Maki's face against her wet panties and  moaned. Maki quickly pulled down the little g-string and started eating the other girl's pussy, kneeling down with her cute little ass pointing upwards in his direction. He noticed the Asian girl was soaking wet as well.

He let them play for nearly an hour. They performed oral sex on each other several times, in a 69 position, their faces dripping with pussy juice. Julie fucked Maki with one finger, then two, then three. Maki returned the favour, but added an extra finger, getting quite close to a fistfuck. Each girl had multiple orgasms. Their lovemaking heated up and slowed down several times. He enjoyed every minute of the show. He had expected he perhaps would have to give some instructions, but it wasn't necessary. When there was another moment of calm in their passionate lovemaking, he said: “OK girls, that was great but I think it's enough for now. Time to devote your attention to your master now.”

The girls knew what to do next. As both had done on their first day with him, they crawled slowly towards him, took off his clothes and started to suck his cock. He loved blowjobs. In fact, he thought it was the best thing a woman could do to a man. A double blowjob was even better. Two girls on their knees in front of him, two mouths to fill, two tongues licking and sucking his cock, it was almost too much. When Maki had his cock in her mouth, Julie sucked his balls. And vice versa. Every minute or so they switched. He felt like bursting but made an effort to hold back; he didn't want to come yet. After a while he got up and gently dragged both girls to the bed. He threw Maki on the bed first, turned her on her back and began to fuck her missionary stile. Julie was lying next to them caressing and kissing both him and Maki. Then he turned over, with Maki now on top slowly riding his cock. This was where the girl's instructions varied. This was the cue for Julie to get a whip from the chest of drawers, a cat o' nine tails. Maki was sitting on top of him, his cock deep inside her, her hips grinding slowly, her eyes closed and her head back in lazy extasy. He told her to raise her arms above her head. The sight of her became even more beautiful. He nodded lightly in Julie's direction. She held the handle of the whip in her right hand, the tails in the other. She raised both hands and then let go of the tails while she swung her arm with a sudden movement. He had instructed Julie to whip hard, not to hold back. “Whip her the way you would want me to whip you,” he'd said. The nine tails landed with force on Maki's breasts, making them jump up and down. Maki's eyes were still half closed, so she hardly saw it coming. Still she just sighed, just like the previous week, albeit a bit louder. A sharp intake of breath, that was all. She squeezed her pussy muscles tight around his hard cock, and her face showed even more ecstasy than before. Twenty hits, he had instructed Julie, ten on her tits and ten on her back. From his point of view, this gorgeous half Asian girl on top of him, riding his cock while being whipped by hot, naked Julie, the tails of the whip flying over his face (he could actually feel the air moving) before landing on her breasts, was the most exciting thing he had ever experienced. Almost on cue, at the twentieth hit, when she squeezed his cock for the last time, he exploded inside her and she, for the first time in her life, lost control. Her orgasm was that powerful. She shook and trembled and cried and moaned. Tears were running down her cheeks; tears of pain, happiness and a thousand other emotions. It took her a long time to come to her senses again, kissing his face and hugging and squeezing and thanking him over and over again. He had triggered something in this girl. She had crossed some invisible line.

He stayed hard. He lifted Maki off him and made Julie clean his cock with her mouth, licking off his cum and Maki's juices. Then he told her to suck his cum out of Maki's pussy. All of it. He watched her go down on Maki, who was still half delirious, for the umpteenth time that afternoon. He lifted Maki up and made her sit on Julie's face, so his cum and her juices could flow out more easily. When she had sucked the last drop of cum out of Maki's pussy, he began to fuck Julie. Like a rag doll, he threw her all over the bed and screwed her in different positions; on her hands and knees, on her back, lying sideways. When she too ended up on top of him, riding his cock, it was Maki's turn to go to the chest of drawers. Not to get another whip though. She took out a black strap-on dildo, put it on and oiled it. When she was ready, Michael took Julie's nipples between his thumbs and fingers and pulled her towards him. Her big tits touched his chest as he put his arms around her and hugged her tight. Meanwhile Maki positioned herself between their legs and was rubbing oil on Julie's tight little asshole. She placed the tip of the black strap-on dildo on Julie's back entrance and started to push. Julie suddenly realised what was going to happen and started moaning in anticipation. He watched Maki over Julie's shoulders. She was concentrating hard. As the dildo slowly entered Julie's ass, inch by inch, he could feel it rubbing against his cock inside her pussy. Julie's fingers were digging in the matress, her breathing became heavy. He still held her tight, not letting her get away, his arms around her body, her face buried in his neck. Julie had never before had a double penetration. She felt as if she were being split in half. When Maki had finally managed to push the dildo all the way in, Michael gave her a little signal with his hand to indicate she could now begin to fuck the other girl for real. With his cock still deep inside her pussy and Julie not able to move in his tight grip, Maki put her hands on Julie's hips and started to fuck her ass. He felt the dildo slide in and out, the thin lining between her pussy and asshole the only thing that seperated the dildo from his cock. He had instructed Maki not to go slowly first, so she furiously pounded Julie's ass right from the start. With his hands he started to collect Julie's hair, and when he had a full ponytail he pulled it so he could see her face. It showed the same mixture of ecstacy and agony he'd seen on Maki's face earlier. What a lovely view! He handed the ponytail to Maki; something to hold on to while she fucked the other girl's brains out. Maki pulled Julie's hair so hard she lifted her upper body off his chest, exposing her tits. He reached out and squeezed them hard, digging his fingers deep into the soft flesh, pinching her hard nipples roughly between his thumb and index finger, slapping them, adding to both the pain and the pleasure of the blonde girl who was by now having orgasm after heavenly orgasm. Then he started to fuck her as well, in sync with Maki, ramming his big cock in and out of Julie's pussy while the black dildo was being trashed into her ass. Just before he came for the second time in half an hour, he had eye contact with Maki, who looked at him with an intense, trance-like gaze.

He almost roared when he shot his load deep inside Julie. Maki stopped her movements, but kept the dildo in Julie's ass, gently caressing her back. They stayed still like that for some time, his erection slowly subsiding, until he nodded to Maki to indicate she could pull out while he did the same. Now Maki had to clean his cock and empty Julie's pussy with her mouth. She emerged with cum and sticky juices all over her pretty face. Exhausted, the three of them were lying down in each others arms, a girl on each side of him, resting their faces on his chest. Like that, they fell asleep.

When they woke up an hour later he finally introduced the girls. “Maki, this is Julie. Julie, meet Maki.” They smiled at each other coyly and said hi. He chuckled and smacked their asses playfully. “I'm going to have a shower while you girls get to know each other,” he laughed as he got up from the bed. When he came out of the bathroom they were chatting softly. He parked himself with a glass of wine in a comfortable chair in the garden as the girls showered as well. He had a newspaper but couldn't concentrate; he was completely happy and relaxed and mellow while at the same time still in the middle of a huge adrenaline rush. One by one the girls emerged, first Maki in a short blue and white kimono with crane birds, then Julie in a miniskirt with a tank top that struggled to keep her big tits in place. Their outfits seemed to perfectly match their personalities. No underwear of course. Since this was the first time, he checked to make sure, sliding his hand between their legs as they presented themselves, almost as if for inspection.

They talked all night. Julie cooked dinner, gazpacho for starters and fishcakes as a main course. Spurred on by two bottles of Sancerre they laughed and joked, but also had serious conversations about politics and personal things. When they went to bed, he placed a futon matress on the floor beside the bed. His king size bed was big, but not big enough to comfortably sleep three. And anyway he liked his space while sleeping. So Maki had the honour to sleep in his bed this first night, while Julie would be sleeping on the floor. He put leather bracelets on her wrists, tied them together and chained them to a ring attached to the wall, forcing her hands above her head as she was lying down on her side. He covered her naked body with a sheet which she wouldn't be able to pull up if she got uncovered, and kissed her gently goodnight. He and Maki got into the big bed, had whispered conversation and made lazy love, no orgasms, just bodies touching sofly.

Halfway through he night he had to piss. He looked down from the bed at Julie sleeping on her back, hands tied to the wall above her head, her gorgeous big breasts exposed as the sheet had slid down and only covered her legs and hips. He decided to surprise her. Last night had been really nice and cozy, but he shouldn't allow too much slack, he thought. Keep them on their toes. He got up, untied her wrists and retied them behind her back. She was still half asleep when he roughly yanked her up by her hair and dragged her to the bathroom, her legs barely able to follow his pace. He pushed her down on her knees in the shower. “Open your mouth, you little slut,” he barked. She dutifully obeyed, tilted her head and opened her mouth wide. He stood in front of her, his legs slightly apart. She moved her mouth towards his cock, thinking he wanted another blow job. Instead he began to piss in her mouth. “Drink up, bitch,” he said. She was so surprised she choked and closed her mouth. He stopped peeing and slapped her face hard. “Open it!” Quickly she opened her mouth again. By pure force of will he managed not to have an erection; you can't have a hard-on and piss at the same time. After a little while he restarted to empty his bladder. She tried to gulp down the warm, yellow liquid. He had drank wine and lots of water last night, so it just kept coming. He aimed mainly for her mouth, but sometimes a little higher, splashing lots of it on her face and her hair. “Keep your eyes open.” She tried her best to drink all of it and actually managed quite well. When he had finally finished she asked meekly if she should clean his cock. She already leaned forward. “Not with that mouth full of piss, thank you very much.” He spun her around and took off the bracelets. He turned the shower knob for the water temperature to cold and said: “Clean yourself up, you filthy bitch. Wash your hair, brush your teeth. Do not dare to change the temperature of the shower. When you come back you can clean me.” He opened the tap and left her in the ice cold shower. She came back ten minutes later, her hair wet, shivering. He was lying on his back as she kneeled beside the bed, uncovered him and took his cock in her mouth, cleaning him thoroughly. She made him hard, but then he stopped her. He tied her up again, stroked her hair gently and wished her goodnight.

Back in bed he turned to Maki, who was lying on her side with her back towards him. He pushed his body against hers and covered her mouth with his hand. He whispered in her ear: “Shhhh, don't make a sound.” He could feel her smile underneath his hand. She recognized that phrase. He pushed his cock against her pussy. She hadn't seen anything of what had gone on with Julie but had still become soaking wet just listening to them. He pushed his cock in easily and kept it all the way in, the tip touching her ovaries. He stopped moving. She shuddered. She began to make almost imperceptible circular movements with her hips, while at the same time working the muscles in her pussy. His hands moved to her breasts. On and off he caressed them ever so lightly with his fingertips, then pinched her nipples. They barely moved, hardly made a sound. Only Maki's irregular breathing could be heard; she was panting lightly now. The shuddering increased in frequency, little uncontrollable shakes of her body. She came with her face buried in her pillow, still barely making any sound but trembling and shivering all over. When she had recovered, she turned around to face him. “Thank you.... Thank you, master,” she whispered softly. Then, after a little pause, “But you didn't come. I am sorry for being so selfish. Would you like me to satisfy you with my mouth?” He smiled at her: “No sweety, it's fine for now. Tomorrow morning you can wake me up with a blow job.” She hugged him and fell asleep with an arm across his chest and a leg over his abdomen, like a little monkey. A very sexy monkey, he thought as he closed his eyes. His last thought was of Julie. He couldn't see her, but he was pretty sure he could read her mind: she had heard everything and was now begging him in her mind to climb down from the bed and fuck her. No such luck, little slut, he thought, and fell asleep.

***

His gamble to be greedy and have two slavegirls worked out better than he could ever have imagined. The three of them got on fantastically. The two girls complemented each other almost seamlessly, not just physically but also in character. Julie was the happy-go-lucky, cheerful, outdoors kind of girl. He shared a love of sports with her. They would go hiking or running, anything to beat up their bodies and stay strong and fit. The river at which the cafe in the park was situated flowed into the sea a few miles further down, so he bought a sailing dinghy which they took out on weekends. The stronger the wind, the more they enjoyed it. The little roll of fat disappeared in no time; within weeks she was back in her former athletic shape. They also liked watching sports, soccer especially. When one of their favourite teams played, Barcelona or Liverpool, they would park themselves in front of the TV with beer and crisps and scream and shout and root for their club. If their team lost, their main topic of discussion would be the mother of the referee.  After a few months, she asked him if she could run the household. She hated her job at the law firm and wanted to quit. He agreed; he had just fired his third completely useless maid (this one wasn't even able to match socks) and was getting a bit desperate. To his great surprise, Julie turned out to be some kind of domestic goddess. She kept the house spotless, washed clothes and dishes, made sure there were always fresh flowers, shopped for the best quality organic food and cooked the most fantastic meals. Every day when he came home from work she welcomed him with her big smile, poured him a drink, rubbed his shoulders and attended to any other need, sexual or otherwise, he may have at that moment. His own little Stepford wife, he thought contently.

Maki was the intellectual and cultural one. He would take her to the opera, concerts and exhibitions. They discussed politics, art or the economy. She had an incredibly sharp mind. He started taking her to the obligatory black tie dinners and other business events he had to attend as a bank director,  which required him to bring a partner. She enjoyed spending these kind of evenings with him. She was proud to be at his side, and the feeling was mutual. In business circles they became a bit of a glamour couple. With her beauty, elegance and charm she wrapped everybody, men and women, around her finger. More than once she reeled in big clients for him. Especially for these events they paid a lot of attention to what she'd wear. Dresses and shoes were of course carefully picked, but what she wore underneath was even more important. They played little games. Sometimes she wouldn't wear panties. She loved the feeling of cool air twirling around her bare pussy as they walked to some expensive restaurant or hotel. Enjoyed the little secret they shared. She'd have to beware nobody would get a view underneath her dress or skirt, especially when sitting down or stepping out of a car. He would of course always make sure her garment was short enough to make that a distinct possibility. He bought some nipple jewelry; one of their favourites was made of silver barbed wire which could be bent tight around her nipples underneath her see-through lace bra. If you looked very carefully you could see it through her dress. It would only be moderately painful, but it ensured she would be reminded of her tits the whole evening. To stay in shape she went to dance class twice a week, as she had done since the age of four, and all the other days she practiced yoga at home. He found it incredibly sexy to watch her do yoga, all these impossible positions, dressed in some skintight spandex. Weather permitting, she would do her exercises in the garden. Sometimes he asked her to do her yoga naked, which could be unbearably exciting to watch.

Within weeks both girls had moved in with him. They both kept their apartments, but rarely spent time there anymore. He helped them pack, carefully going through all their clothes, selecting what they would take and what could stay. With Julie that was done within half an hour. She didn't have too many clothes in the first place, and there were only two categories: slutty or practical. They were going to have to do some shopping. Going through Maki's wardrobe took more than half a day. He studied everything, checked all the designer labels, and at one point remarked: “My goodness, you must have spent a fortune on all of this!” He'd done a quick calculation in his head and guessed her clothes were worth at least two hundred thousand bucks. “I know your family is rich, but this is amazing. I've never seen anything like this!”

She answered: “You know, a few months after Hiro died, my grandfather passed away as well. He had just sold his companies - plural - and was ready to retire when he had a heart attack. He turned out to be much richer than we all thought. I knew he was very wealthy, but never had any idea how wealthy. My mother told me he was worth the equivalent of about a billion US dollars. Apart from the comfortable big house, he had never showed off his wealth. Most of the money went to my grandmother, but my mother and I both inherited about $ 25 million in Japanese yen. It's in a bank account in Japan. I can comfortably live from it, but hardly use it. It's nice to know I don't need to worry about money. My one and only extravagance is clothes.”

“Well, if you have to have an extravagance, this is as good as any,” he quipped.

She smiled. “Better than drugs or alcohol, I guess. After his funeral my mother stayed with my grandmother and never returned. My parents were about to seperate anyway, so she had a good excuse. My mother and grandmother live in our old family house now. God knows what they're up to. I talk to them on the phone, but haven't seen them in a year and a half.”

***

On the first day of the following month, he called Maki to the bedroom.

“A few weeks ago I gave you homework,” he said. “I assume you've praticed like I asked you to do. You had until the end of the month to get it right. Time for a test.”

“I've done my homework, master. I hope you will be satisfied,” she replied with the uncertainty of a middle school student who wasn't entirely sure if she'd pass the test. After that first night with both girls he hadn't asked Maki to suck his cock again, always leaving it to Julie who didn't have any problems swallowing his cock. Either she didn't have a gagging reflex or she had found a way to suppress it. He made sure Makie would watch though, see how it's done. He wondered if Julie had helped Maki with her assignment.

He propped a few pillows behind his back and sat down on the bed. Maki's foreplay was as good as it had been on their first night together, lips and tongue doing all the right things in all the right places. He was rock hard. Then she took him in her mouth. Just the head at first, her tongue doing little dance moves. Then with every move of her head, she took his cock a little deeper into her mouth. Three inches, then four, then five. At six inches, or so he guessed looking down, he touched the back of her throat. He didn't do anything yet, just let her work it out. She gagged, let his cock slide out a little and tried again. It went in a little further. About an inch and a half to go. More gagging. Tears in her eyes. Slime on her face. But she didn't manage to take it all in. She tried desperately for about five minutes until he had enough. He grabbed her hair and pulled her up. “This is not going to work, is it,” he said. 

“I'm so sorry master,” she cried. “I just can't do it. Your cock is so big!”

“Turn over,” he said grumpily. He positioned her on her stomach on the bed, her face just over the side, and made her hold her anckles with her hands, arching her back. He lifted up her head, ensuring her mouth and her throat were in a straight line. He stepped in front of her and offered his cock once more. She greedily took it in her mouth, eager to satisfy him. He held her head with both hands and pushed. His cock slowly filled her mouth, her jaws stretching wide open. He could feel the resistance as he reached the back of her throat. But he didn't stop. He just continued to push. She had no choice but to open up her throat, and suddenly he was all the way in. He held her hair and pushed her face into his groin, his balls on her chin, her pretty little nose crumpled against his abdomen. Her airways blocked, she couldn't breathe. He held her like that for about 10 seconds, then let go. She gasped and coughed up some bile, recovered, shook her head a little and opened her mouth wide again. He pushed his cock all the way in once more and held it there a bit longer. The third time she nearly panicked because of the lack of air, big eyes looking up at him, but not daring to resist. He went on and on, pushing it in and holding her head, stuffing her mouth and throat with his 8 inch cock, her face becoming a mess of tears and strings of slime. In the end he simply fucked her mouth. When he was about to come he pushed his cock into her throat one more time and held it there, squirting his cum right into her stomach - or so he imagined. She coughed and choked for minutes afterwards. Some of his sperm came out through her nose.

When she was done coughing, he lectured her. “Any girl should learn to suck cock and enjoy it. For you however, as my slavegirl, the bar is set a little higher. You must learn to give deepthroats, and not just enjoy it but love it. Really love it. Giving me a blowjob must turn you on as much as getting a blowjob turns me on. The taste of cum in your mouth should be like the sweetest nectar for you. Any cum, but especially mine. You should be ready to give me a blowjob at any time, wherever we are, and be completely happy about it. Of all the things a woman can do to me, I like a blowjob perhaps the most, so this is not going to go away you know. So get it right. Until you do, I will punish you every time you get it wrong. And if you think my cock is big, wait until I bring one of my black friends for some advanced training.” She nodded meekly, with a serious expression on her face.

A week later he found a deliciously cruel training instrument: a 16 inch double dildo. It had two heads and was meant to penetrate two girls at the same time. But he gave it to Julie and most of all Maki for another purpose: to practice their cock sucking skills. He made them take it in their mouths from both ends until one half had disappeared in Julie's throat, and the other in Maki's. He wouldn't be satisfied until their lips touched and he no longer could see the dildo.

That night he punished Maki severely for not fulfilling her assignment. He whipped her harder and longer than ever before. She promised she'd do everything to get it right. It took her months of practice, during which many tears were shed, but in the end she did manage to deepthroat him, although never as easily as Julie. She always struggled and had to work hard. He never told her, but in fact he was rather pleased she found it difficult. She was almost too perfect at times, and perfect gets boring. He wanted his slavegirls to try their very best to please him, to try to be his perfect slave. But he would have to make sure they'd never reach that coveted goal. Get close, but never reach the finish line. So it pleased him to find something she wasn't good at. Once she mastered this, he would have to search for a new challenge.