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Three lovely, rounded bottoms swayed in front of him as they waited.

Kris, Tamara, and newcomer Auntie were on their hands and knees facing away from him.  He could hear their sniffles.  They’d just been commanded to edge themselves to tears.  Tamara and Auntie shot wicked looks at Kris, who had taken the longest to get there since her threshold was much higher.  It came from over a year of wearing his metal slave collar.  Jon was rather fond of edging them.

Tee and Auntie had been sobbing messes by the time Kris had gotten to complete tears.  It didn’t matter that Kris’s ass was a crisscross of welt lines as Jon had used the leather switch to encourage her to edge faster.  It would matter later when they started taking care of each other before bed.  He’d listen to them apologize to each other for the events of that evening, with more tears being shed, but this time they were sisterly ones.

Jon had been accused of choosing them based on hair color since three types were represented.  Kris was dark, Tamara was ginger, and Auntie (a nickname of Antoinette) was golden blonde.  They did look very fetching when he took them out on the town for dinner and the clubs.  Jon didn’t dance himself, but they danced for him and near him to his pleasure.  Some men and a few women tried to be a fourth, but the girls were good at playing with the newbie for a little while, but eventually overwhelmed them with their sexuality.  They were a fairly fierce trio all at once.

He glanced at the table where he’d just finished coating the three metal eggs. Picking up the tube of lube oil, he gave the first one to Auntie.

“Good girl, Auntie.” He murmured as he knelt on one knee beside her.

She glanced back with her blue eyes.  “Thank you, Master.  I do want to please.” She whimpered a little.  

“I know, I know, and you have, Dear One.  You have!” He coated his index finger with some lube and began to rim around her little, tight hole.  “You remember the rules?”

She nodded as she began to moan softly at his touch.  Auntie was pretty new to anal play and shocked to find how much she loved it now.  

“Fuck me, please, Master? Please, fuck my ass?” She whimpered and pressed against his finger.

SMACK!!  

Auntie yelped.  “Sorry, Master…so sorry.”

“One more misplaced beg like that and I’ll declare you the loser right now.” He warned her.

Her eyes glanced back at him in horror.  “Please, no!  Please, please, I’ll be good.  I can’t help being an anal slut for master, can I?” She tried a soft smile.

Jon chuckled.  “No more words.  Sounds are allowed, but you’ve lost the right to speech for the rest of the competition.”

She pouted but nodded.  This would put her at a disadvantage, and she was aware of it.  Jon felt it was a fitting punishment.  

“You’ll just have to work on the sounds being better tonight, won’t you?” He patted her bottom.

She nodded and gave him a slow, air kiss.

He went to Tee.

“Bratting again, Master?” She asked him.

“Never you mind, Tee.” He swatted her, and she grinned.  Tee was becoming more and more of a pain-slut lately.  She’d wanted the swat and as sharp as he’d given it.  The handprint was clear where he’d spanked her.  He knew she’d relish it.

Kris was silent, but her eyes came around to him with that deep well of love and devotion he always saw in them.  She smiled, and her dimples showed.  Kris knew how much he liked her dimples.  The little cunt arched her ass up more as he rimmed her.  Her sighs were soft and deep in her throat.  He saw the heat in those dark, dark blue eyes of hers that frightened more than a few would-be suitors away from her in the clubs.  She looked positively feral and animalistic.  Her grin, with her teeth slowly showing, looked like she might eat a man alive.

Jon patted her bottom with affection.  Kris would be happy to try and eat him a bite at a time if he commanded it.  Oh, not to pierce the skin, but little bites all over?  Yes, she’d enjoy that if he did.  Whatever he enjoyed, she reveled in doing for him.  It was no longer second nature to her.

All his girls prepped, Jon went back to gather the metal egg vibrators.  He’d had them all keyed into one remote unit for just this purpose.  He’d come up with this idea after one Easter when Kris and Tee had complained about not getting to hide eggs.  It was one more time their mouths got them into something their asses paid for later.  This was the first time with three contestants.

Going in the same order, he went to Auntie and began to tease her hold with the narrower end of the egg.  She moaned delightfully for him and he knew she desperately wanted to beg to be ass fucked now but couldn’t!  Her eyes showed her frustration.  He teased her longer than necessary, also to teach her a lesson.  She knew why, and her sniffles were back before he finally pushed the egg in far enough.  She sighed slowly to accept it, and he watched it disappear into the round folds of her sphincter.

Tee begged without shame or propriety.  “Please, oh, please, oh, please?” She was a chanter.  “More, more, more, more, more…pleeeasee, more?” She whimpered as it began to be taken into her.  Her soft sigh and contented grin spoke volumes about how far she’d come since being collared six months ago.

Kris winked at him as he began to give her the egg.  Again, she arched and cried out in slight pain and anguish as he teased her.  Jon knew it was partially to please him that she made such a fuss, but it also did work!  His hand shot under her chest to pinch and twist her right nipple.  

Now she groaned and whimpered for real, and her eyes flashed gratitude at him for doing this to her.  It had taken him a little while in the first couple of weeks to understand she truly was grateful for the pain he enjoyed inflicting on her.  Tee was quickly learning this as well.  Auntie was coming along, but he was being patient with her since she was a little more…headstrong than the other two.

He stood and stepped back to sit in the chair he’d positioned in the large room.  They were in the basement, where he had different rooms for different needs.  This one was quite large, measuring over thirty-five feet by sixty-five feet.  He’d had the girls put down a little track around it in an oval shape.  It looked like either a car track or a horse race track.  The last one would be closest to accurate.

All three were swaying their asses now.  He had asked each one separately why they did it, and none of them was ever truly sure.  It just felt right was Kris’s answer.  Tee said she knew it would please him, so it pleased her.  Auntie just shrugged and blushed instead of answering.  He’d pressed her into finally admitting she enjoyed him watching her move like that.  She was always a little different.

Making sure he had set his phone not to auto-lock, he opened the app and stayed silent.  He would not call out the start.  It was up to the girl to feel when things started.  Putting the setting halfway to high, he pressed the start button.

Three feminine groans sounded out, and they began to crawl down the track.  The rules were pretty simple.  The first person to complete the whole track won.  She would get to have multiple orgasms tonight, perpetrated on her by him.  Second place would be allowed to watch as she stroked herself to one and only one orgasm for the evening.  Last place would not be allowed to touch herself or have an orgasm as she watched all the rest of them.  She’d be locked in a very effective chastity belt.  She’d also have the egg planted in her pussy this time on a low, alternating rhythm.  It would be a long and torturous night for the loser.

They were not allowed to bump each other or block each other.  Penalties were awarded for breaking the rules, and they would stay still for five seconds until their penalty time was up, and they were now further behind.  They’d had to widen the track with the addition of Auntie.

Jon smiled as he watched the three gorgeous women crawling and whimpering as the eggs vibrated in their very core.  He turned it up to high and heard new noises and a few choice words from Kris and Tee.  They were allowed to curse during the race, which helped them bleed off some of the frustration.  Auntie couldn’t and only made very angry, whining noises.

They were beginning to come around the first turn.  Jon switched it to a three-beat rhythm now, and Tee faltered a moment as it hit her strongly then.  Her head bowed, and she let out a soft sob.  If they came, then they were the automatic losers.  Tee’s eyes told the story of how close she was getting.  

Auntie passed her, and this was enough to steel Tee’s resolve as she bit her lower lip and gained speed once more.  Kris kept an even speed as her eyes were nearly closed.  She was enjoying the sensations and the degradation of doing such a race for their master.  Their breasts did a lovely dance as they began to come towards him once more.  

When they reached the halfway point and were next to him, he changed the rhythm once more to a long, strong one, then three short bursts, and then one long.  Depending on when it hit and where they were in their crawling, it could have a devastating effect when their thighs rubbed close to each other!  Auntie cried out now.

Her eyes shot to him, and he saw tears begin to drip down her cheeks as she fought for control and to keep moving.  He knew she was deathly afraid she’d be the loser since this was her first time.  She was the slowest so far by a little bit.  A sob came from deep within her as she sped forward a little faster now.

Kris looked over at him like a lioness giving a sweet glance at her lion.  Jon began to suspect that Kris had a plan in mind, but there was nothing he could do about it.  Kris knew him and often knew what he wanted before he did.  He could try to wrap his mind around what she’d just realized, but what was the use?

There was a trio of soft sniffles and sobs now as they came down the homestretch.  It was now time to do his worst.  He pressed the button for the random rhythm.  There was no way they could anticipate this one, and it would take every ounce of their concentration not to come and to keep moving forward.

“Wicked Master!” Tee called out to him.

Jon laughed and pouted at her, which she hated when he did that.

Auntie was shaking with her sobs now as she tried to keep even with Tee.  Kris was barely ahead of them and didn’t look to be in too much distress.  Her eyes were alight with a bright fire!  She looked at him once more with that same knowing look.  Two feet from the finish line, she abruptly stopped.

Tee glanced at her in shock and nearly lost her balance.  Auntie was in her own zone and just kept going and going.  It was like she could taste the finish line and her chance at a whole evening of deep sex with her new master!  She began to move as if she were possessed.

Noticing it, Tee tried hard to compensate, but it was too late.  Auntie crossed first and collapsed flat onto the floor and just shook silently.  Tess was in a daze as she realized she had fallen into second place.  It hadn’t even occurred to her that it might happen!  She was so competitive.

Jon shut off the vibrators, and a soft sigh came from all three of them.  Auntie was still shaking, but her sobs had stopped for now.  He gazed over his harem and saw what they had done and gone through to please him.  Tee had once commented that it must feel god-like to be him, and she was mostly right.  The thing lately was that it had become natural for him to enjoy this because he knew the three of them were here consensually.  Yes, they were slaves to him, but if any of the three had voiced dissent and needed to be set free?  They all three knew he wouldn’t keep them against their will.  Some might do that, but not him.

Standing, he went over to Kris.

“Kneel.” He spoke.

She did and put her arms behind her back, breasts out, and waited.

“Tee?  Take care of Auntie and her egg, will you?  I think she will need some help and some…cuddles.” He told his ginger girl.

She nodded. “Yes, Master.  I will do so.”  

He watched Tee go over and help Auntie very gently, and together they walked to the door and left.  Jon knew Tee would be sweet to Auntie even though Tee was in second place.  The girls genuinely cared for each other as well as for him.  He also knew Tee would know that “cuddles” meant she could give some soft kisses and even a little suckling to Auntie to make her feel better.  Jon knew neither one of them would go too far without permission.  It was…unthinkable.

Now that they were alone, Jon turned back to the waiting Kris.

“Okay, why?” He asked.

She smiled because she knew he was going to ask, of course.  “Auntie needs tonight, Master.  She needs to be taken as far as you’ve taken both of us.  It is…necessary for her continued advancement in the collar, Sir.”

“Did you know you were going to do this from the beginning?” He asked.

She gave him an amused look.  “Of course, I did, Master.  This is my job.  I am to maintain and keep your harem working at its best.  I take that very seriously.  No, I didn’t tell Tee.  I can later, and she will understand better then.”

He nodded.  Jon knew better than to meddle with harem politics or Kris’s plans.  She knew much better than he what to do and when.  “And you didn’t tell me because you knew I’d object?” He asked.

She cocked her head.  “No, Master.  I didn’t tell you so you could enjoy still not knowing who would win, of course.”

He chuckled.  Of course.  His pleasure came first.  “Good girl, Kris…as always.  I love you.”

Her eyes melted with tears now.  “I love you so much, my master.  May I offer a little pillow advice?”

It was her way of saying sex advice.

“Sure.” He shrugged.

Kris glanced at the door they had just left through.  “Two things: take Auntie’s hole last and take it strongly…make her truly beg for it.  It will do better for her that way.”  She hesitated.

“And the other part?” He asked.

“Well, I know rules are rules, Sir, but…after you’ve taken her in such a fashion and she’s deeply into subspace?  You could let Tee and me join the three of you.  We haven’t done all of us together yet.” Kris shrugged.  “Whatever Master pleases, of course.”

He grinned.  “At that point, you two will need to do most of the work, you know, right?”

“Is that so bad, Master?” She smiled impishly, and her dimples were in full force.

“No…no…I suppose not.  I’ll leave the belt unlocked then or just give you the key.”  He told Kris.

“As you wish, Master.  I live to serve you.” She bowed her head to the floor and waited.

“Rise and go get ready, my sweet slut.” He murmured.

She rose, and her face beamed at his special name for her…from her first days as a submissive.

Jon decided he’d better drink some water and chow down some protein before he went to the bedroom where they’d be waiting.  It sounded like he would need it tonight!