Enough Bickering- Chapter 2

The next morning, Gavin woke Natasha and led her into the bathroom so both of them could shower and brush their teeth.

"Thank you, master. I'm glad that we fucked last night. I've been wanting you to screw me for a while now. I love you, Master," she declared.

"I love you too, Natasha. You're a damn good slave. Now, together we need to plan for the party tonight. I want to use my mind powers to hypnotize people into fucking each other. Once we cause the orgy, I plan to use it to transform people's relationships here. Few, if any, of our colleagues will be the same after tonight. By the time they realize what has happened to them, they will be swingers.

"So, you see, you are vital to my plans. I want you 'ease' things along by teasing the men in order to encourage them and then fucking them once they lose control. I will kick things off with the women by having my way with them. Between us, we will help them loosen up and enjoy themselves. We will be the catalysts for the orgy. Understand?" he announced.

"Yes, of course, Master. I will gladly carry out your orders. This company needs to be jolted a bit. It's too PC. I mean, if you followed corporate guidelines, I'd never have gotten fucked like I did last night and that would have kept me frustrated. I think that you would have been frustrated as well. So, just tell me what to do and when, and I will happily do it," she promised him.

"That's a good slave girl. Now, we don't have to work today. We just have the party, so let's eat a nice breakfast. I doubt that either of us is up to cooking, so I'll take you out for some pancakes. How does that grab ya?" he announced.

"Pancakes? They're my favorite breakfast! I especially love them with strawberries, whipped cream, and maple syrup! Thank you, honey!" she exclaimed.

"I thought you might like that. I had a gut feeling that you enjoy real food and yesterday confirmed that. We'll have a hearty breakfast and get ready for the party tonight. We have too much work to just eat a fruit salad, though I have nothing against fruit. It's just not a meal by itself," Gavin observed.

He and Natasha quickly got dressed up after taking care of their grooming. It not being time for the office party yet, he put on more casual clothing and gave her a pair of jeans and sweater that he had bought for "emergencies" like this one.

"So, what should I wear tonight? I'll have to get it from my house, you know," Natasha asked as Gavin drove the Corvette to a nearby pancake house.

"Actually, I'm going to take you to a nice department store, where you can pick out a formal gown for the party. Naturally, I'll be wearing a tuxedo, although not for long," he winked at her.

"Thank you, Master! That's very nice of you. So, we'll put on a proper front until the time comes to seduce the staff. Then we'll liberate them from their uptight ways. Am I right, Sir?" she reacted.

"Absolutely. Of course, we'll get them a little tipsy and horny first, which will make our job a lot easier. I think that the process will be helped somewhat by their awkwardness about the fact that I'm escorting you. On the one hand, it's a possible violation of the guidelines. However, I'm also the boss in this department, so they'll be afraid to openly confront me over it. This dilemma will give us a psychological edge over them," he explained as they pulled into the café.

"You're brilliant, Master! I'm glad that you have made me your slave. I'm also happy that you trust me with your plans. I just hope that you're going to be able to fuck me tomorrow after the orgy tonight," she responded.

"Believe me, I will be able to fuck you. You'll be getting a lot of my cock in the future, probably more than any of the other women that I fuck. In fact, I think we should live together and even think about marriage, with the understanding that we'll remain swingers and you'll stay my slave," he assured her as they got out of the car.

"That's wonderful to know, Master. I'll be a very submissive wife, of course, as long as I get to be your slave. I admit that I'm hooked on you. You've really changed my life. I want to service you in any way that you wish," she declared.

They were seated by the hostess, ordered their meals, and continued chatting as they waited for their waitress to return. When the food arrived, the VP flirted with her and telepathically instructed his new slave to do so as well. The girl blushed, but clearly enjoyed the attention and made sure to impress the couple that was blatantly flattering her.

"I think that we'll be getting plenty of coffee today," Natasha remarked, too flustered herself at the sight of the waitress's evident arousal to say much else.

"Yes, and we might even get invited up for some in the future if we keep doing that! I didn't mean to embarrass you, but I wanted you to have the experience of flirting with another woman. Don't worry. We did her a favor. She got an idea of her own sex appeal and might even have opened up to the possibility of bisexuality. There will be times when I will have you experiment with women and I want you to be comfortable with that," he informed her.

"Will you want that tonight?" she asked nervously.

"I wouldn't rule it out. Don't be surprised, either way. You've been a very good slave so far and I think that you will enjoy that part of your service too, if you give it a chance. This morning is proof of that. You loved flirting with Sophia, didn't you?" he instructed her.

"Well, yes, I guess that I did. She is very sexy and friendly. I just did it, probably because I was obeying you. I'll have to confess that I wanted her. I felt a little shocked and embarrassed at myself, at least partly because she is young enough to be my daughter and I have never knowingly flirted with a girl before. What really surprised me was the fact that she seemed to like the attention from BOTH of us, not just you," Natasha answered, still somewhat taken aback.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that she's bi-curious now, even if she wasn't before today. We will probably have to take charge of her initiation now. After all, we have to finish what we started. Something tells me that she won't mind being trained by us," Gavin replied.

"What sort of training? Do you plan to enslave her, too?" she asked as she saw the girl heading back to their table.

"Well, of course! I also think that she should be made to submit to you as well as me. Naturally, I'll be at the top of the pecking order, but I want you to dominate her. That will make it work quicker and make her more comfortable pleasuring you. Besides, I get turned-on by the idea of controlling a woman who will assists me in enslaving other women," he clarified.

"Thank you, Master! I appreciate your kindness and thoughtfulness. Speaking of her, though, I think she's almost at our booth," she told him.

"Speaking about me how?" Sophia interjected curiously.

"Uh, well, it's just something complimentary. That's all," Natasha stammered as Gavin winked at her.

"What's that 'Master' business, then?" the waitress probed. "Natasha is my sex slave. She does what I say, when I say to do it. In return, I reward her generously. We even share each other. She is a very obedient slave, aren't you Natasha?" Gavin commented.

"Hmm... A sex slave, huh? Well, what's that like? Is it as much fun as it sounds? You're a lucky woman, Natasha. I wish that I was his slave. I'd really work hard to please that sexy Master of yours!" Sophia blurted, then blushed as she realized what she had said aloud.

"Well, you know that saying, 'Careful what you wish for, because you just might get it.'. I'd be more than willing to train you, but you'd have to obey me completely. That also means that you would have to obey Natasha, unless her orders conflicted with mine. Then, of course, she would have to be punished for contradicting me and you would get to help me punish her. There's a lot that you would have to do, that would not be popular with many women," he warned her.

Sophia really turned red upon hearing that. She also felt her panties getting wet. The idea of this handsome, manly guy and his MILF "sex slave" ordering her around and having their way with her was extremely stimulating to her. It certainly beat the ordinary, vanilla relationships that most of her college classmates offered. This was more of what she wanted sexually than the normal lifestyle that her parents and siblings lived.

"If you're trying to scare me off, it backfired, sir! Just tell me the place and time, and I'll service both of you eagerly. I'm not like the rest of my family. They're prudes. I'm a slut looking for a man to be firm with her. I'm 18 now, so I can do what I want, and what I want is to have fun with people like you guys," she countered, albeit in a low enough volume that other patrons and waitresses wouldn't overhear.

"Yes, I can tell that you're excited," Natasha teased her, alluding to the smell of the girl's panties and making her blush again.

Gavin winked at both of them, while Sophia finished serving them and wrote down her phone number so they could contact her. They looked at each other and non-verbally agreed that they make sure to call that number in the near future. That night, however, was first on their minds. They still had to attend the party and subvert the corporate rules.

After tipping Sophia rather well and paying for their food, Gavin led Natasha out of the café to the Corvette. They had a very short trip to the clothing store, where she picked out a rather elegant, but not too fancy dress for the party and he paid for it. When they finished shopping, they returned to Gavin's house, where they undressed and took a nap to rest up for the evening. They woke up after a couple of hours, turned on the TV, and watched several programs. Finally, they looked at the time and realized that it was 4:45. They had to get dressed quickly for the party.

"You know, Master, this has already been a great day, not counting the party. I'm definitely looking forward to the orgy, by the way. I've NEVER done something like that in my life! It just sounds wild and sexy. I'm a bit nervous, though," Natasha told him.

"Of course, you are. You've followed the rules of society for most, if not all, of your life. Suddenly defying those unwritten laws, by having group sex for instance, is a dramatic change. You've been told since you were young to find a man, marry him, and have a couple of children. You've been instructed to pursue a career too.

"The message of the community is 'don't have casual sex, wait until several dates at least, and don't submit to a man'. You're breaking free. You're standing up for your right to be TRULY liberated. You CAN submit to a man if you wish and you don't have to be a type A, 'Super Mom' woman anymore. You can live by your own rules. THAT is genuine freedom," Gavin observed.