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“I really didn't know that. Wow,” I uttered. I was speechless.

“Yes, I was so turned on by it all, I started to get high, like I was having an out-of-body experience,” she added. “I had to talk to Mercedes to calm down; I was so vulnerable. That's when She told me You had helped me enter subspace.”

Once I'd finally gotten some answers, at least for now, I switched back to being Ramesses and told Kitana, “Come, there is something that you need to see.”

I took her down to the dungeon, where Amenhotep was busy breaking safi in while her hands and ankles were tied down on a padded work bench, bound in a doggie-style position. He had a leather flogger and was in full motion, slapping along her lower back, her legs, and her ass. Between each slap, one of the slave girls would take a pinwheel and rake it across the area that He worked over with the flogger. safi screamed her head off, begging her Master to give her more.

I took my place behind Kitana as she watched the whole scene unfold. The harder Amenhotep flogged and whipped safi, the louder she became, and the more the other girls encouraged Him to continue. I felt Kitana's heartbeat quicken as I caressed her breasts during the scene, but she didn't moan, as her eyes were fixed on the sights and sounds in front of her.

“Do you like what you see?”

“Yes, i do, my Lord.”

“Do you want to feel something like that?”

“Yes, my Lord.”

“Is it making you wet, My dear?”

“Mmmm
…yes, my Lord.”

I caressed her ass while Kitana continued to watch. Instinctively, her body leaned into mine, trying not to lose her balance. When I gently tapped her ass, Kitana let out a gasp.

“Harder, please, my Lord. Spank me harder.”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

I pulled on her bikini bottom as well, snapping the band against her skin. I slipped the bikini top off her shoulder, exposing her breasts and watching her shiver with delight. I took my fingers and pinched her nipples, making her squirm while in my grasp. I held her in place, torturing her nipples by pinching them harder, waiting for her body to awaken before my eyes.

“Please, more, please,” she pleaded. I could barely hear her over the sounds of the scene, closing the space between us before I really got into it.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The second series of spankings caused Kitana's legs to weaken, and I knew I had her then. Her hips began gyrating, as if she had been taking exotic dance lessons or something.

Finally, as if in a trance, she turned her head up toward my ear and whispered, “I'm Yours, my Lord. Take me now!”

3
RAMESSES

I'd swear, if I wasn't me, I'd be jealous of me right about now.

Watching Kitana on all fours crawling down the hallway completely naked, except for the heels she wore, was a sight to behold.

Taking notice of all of the other Dominants staring as she swayed her hips and moved as fluidly as a seasoned submissive would made me proud to know she had chosen my Beloved and me as her Dominants. Wary of another Dominant touching her, I stayed closely beside her. Since she did not have a collar, a Dominant could technically still touch her, unless she stayed in close proximity of the Dominant charged with her protection.

She followed me into the bedroom where Neferterri and the girls were performing before a captive audience. Normally, I would have watched them all go at it, but because of what Kitana was doing to Me, I had to release.

“shamise, come to Me, now,” I commanded as I pulled her from the outside spot in the ménage she was a part of. She crawled on her hands and knees over to where Kitana and I were standing, quickly moving into her kneeling position.

“Yes, Daddy, what do You command?” she asked on cue.

“you will prepare Me to pleasure Kitana, now,” I replied.

“As You wish, Daddy.”

As shamise began her task by taking my shaft in hand, I commanded of Kitana, “Help shamise in her task, Kitana.”

Kitana never hesitated, entranced the entire time she was with shamise.

The audience that gathered definitely enjoyed the sight that lay before them:

Neferterri had jamii doggie-style on one end of the bed, while nuru took a dildo to jamii from underneath. On the other side, Kitana and shamise took turns sucking me and getting each other wet. Thank God the other master bedroom we normally occupied was big enough to handle the ever expanding crowd, lest someone get a little upset they couldn't see everything going on.

“Do you want to taste her?” I looked in Kitana's eyes while my shaft was still in her mouth.

She nodded, and I motioned for shamise to lie on her back and spread her legs so Kitana could move into position over her exposed wetness.

shamise shook for a couple of seconds after Kitana concentrated on her spot. I grabbed shamise's hair, thrusting my member into her mouth forcefully, knowing it would have her coming in no time. Within a couple of minutes, I felt shamise moaning hard through my thrusts.

“Prepare Kitana for Me, shamise,” I ordered.

shamise moved from her position and brought Kitana up on the bed. Whispering in her ear, shamise played with Kitana's breasts, moving down her stomach to playfully slap against her clit. “she's ready for You, Daddy.”

Sliding inside of Kitana felt different this time. Her body language was more animated, like her true self had sexually awakened and completely took over. My adrenaline kicked in, matching the intensity of the moment. It wasn't long before the pounding that Kitana took would take effect. shamise noticed as she whispered
into Kitana's ear for me to fuck her harder and to beg my permission for her to come.

“Fuck me harder, Sir, please…oh, God, I wanna come, Sir, Please?!?! I feel it coming…

“HARDER!!!”
Kitana screamed out, much to the crowd's delight.

I was still in a zone, barely able to do anything more than grunt and nod. But hearing Kitana screaming and shamise in my ear urging me on made me push to pound her even harder.

shamise got up from her spot with Kitana and me to keep an eye on other guests who tried to join into the scene. Having been with us the longest, she knew how to properly express to anyone, Dominant or submissive, that we were not to be disturbed while the session commenced. She approached some of the swinger couples and a couple of single males in the crowd and informed them that their silence was very much appreciated, and they were only allowed to watch until further notice.

Neferterri and nuru finished their interlude, but instead of interrupting, they simply joined jamii and shamise in watching the two of us, as the crowd had been. I wasn't doing anything different, but for some reason, a first sexual experience with a new submissive seems different from first view.

I felt myself building to an orgasm, pulling out immediately and taking off the condom. shamise quickly moved into position and took hold of my girth to jack me off as my orgasm crested, while Kitana sat up to receive my juices on her face and breasts.

“That's it, come on me!”
Kitana screamed, taking over from where shamise left off, her eyes wild as my shaft pulsed in her hand.
“i want it all!”

Kitana then swallowed me whole as I erupted deep inside her mouth and down her throat. She held on to take every drop I gave
her until my orgasm finally subsided, which surprised the hell out of me. I didn't know she had those skills. Kitana lay back on the bed, no doubt a little tired from what we had just experienced.

shamise asked, “May i clean Kitana off, Daddy?”

I nodded again, still unable to really speak. jamii slid over from where she was on the bed, and upon seeing I was still dripping from my orgasm, began licking me dry, in hopes of getting me hard again. It felt amazing, especially since I hadn't really gone completely soft, but I needed the down time to gather my thoughts before trying to engage into anything physical for a little while.

I heard a soft applause coming from the crowd before they quietly left the room, leaving us alone to recover. A couple of minutes later, two of Amenhotep's service slave girls entered the room with drinks and towels for us.

Neferterri slid in to straddle her legs behind me to rub my back and shoulders. jamii was still on her knees between my legs, succeeding in her attempt to get me going again, her eyes silently asking for attention from me. Next to us, Kitana and shamise were still kissing and playing with each other, while nuru placed her attention on shamise's clit.

“Will there be anything else that you require of us right now, m'Lord?” I heard one of the service slave girls inquire as they slipped into the room. Having fulfilled their duties for the moment, I could tell they were simply indulging in visual stimulation while their Master wasn't watching.

“No, girls, you will not be needed, I don't think. I will, however, need extra towels for our showers in the morning. I have a feeling we will have one more staying in our room tonight.” I looked over at Kitana, who was blushing at that statement, realizing I was speaking about her.

“Yes, as You command, m'Lord. We will return within the hour with the extra towels, as we have to attend to the other guests,” the other slave girl stated before they left us in the room.

“So, are you content with the decision that you made, Kitana?” Neferterri asked her.

Kitana was still enjoying shamise's tongue action, and between moans, replied, “Yes, my Lady…God, that's the spot, baby…i want to belong to this House…mmm, damn…i don't want to go anywhere.”

I thought I was dreaming…but last night wasn't a dream.

I don't know too many men who would complain about waking up with about five women, including his wife, in bed with him, but that's exactly what I woke up to that morning.

What usually was nearly every straight man's fantasy was my reality.

God, I loved my lifestyle.

I was awakened by a pair of tongues along both sides of my shaft, which was already hard anyway, thanks to the dreams I had earlier that morning. I looked down at the source of my pleasure, and noticed both nuru and jamii were on me at the same time, exchanging kisses in between using their skilled tongues on my shaft.

Since the other girls were still asleep, and I was surprisingly fully recharged after only three hours sleep, we decided to get a good bit of sex in before it was time to go to breakfast. We went at it for a good while before the other girls got up and saw what was going on. I left them to their pleasures amongst themselves as I took jamii into the shower with me so she could cleanse me thoroughly.
The way I felt, I had it in my mind to reward her for making sure her cleaning duties were completed to satisfaction.

As jamii attended to the task at hand, my mind flashed back to Kitana and the previous night's events. To be honest, I had no intentions of acquiring her. I mean, we had our hands full with shamise, jamii, and nuru as it was. But my wife knew how greedy I could be, not to mention my weakness for women with curves. The only thing to do now was to let it ride and enjoy the journey with her.

By then, jamii was nearly finished with her task of washing me completely.

“Thank you, My pet, you have performed your task thoroughly. Do you want your pleasure now or later on today, jamii?” I asked her, bringing her to her feet.

“May i request later, Sir? To be honest, i am kind of sore from everything Goddess did to me last night,” jamii replied sheepishly.

“Yes, you may request for later, little one.” I wasn't disappointed. I kind of needed a break as well, especially after she and nuru wore me out not twenty minutes earlier.

As we were getting dressed, Kitana came to me, eyes lowered, and said, “That was one of the most intense nights that i have had in a long time, Sir. Did i please You last night?”

I kissed her forehead, looked into her hazel eyes and whispered, “I think you felt your answer in your mouth last night, little one.”

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