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Maria went home that night. She can only stay over a few times a month without rousing suspicion in her family. We spent a quiet evening at home. The boys made us remain naked and wear our slave collars and cuffs, but otherwise we had a normal evening. We gathered in the great room and watched movies, ate popcorn, and all in all behaved almost normally. I think the boys were just about fucked out.
When I announced that I was ready for bed Peter led me up stairs by my leash and tied me to my bed. I hoped he would fuck me, but he covered me with a soft comforter and left me. I slept like a baby.
The next morning the girls and I were released from our beds, commanded to stay naked, but otherwise we were left alone. Maria arrived and began her regular duties around the house.
Mark and most of our guests went off to play golf. Tom lounged on the back porch listening to Beethoven and reading. The house was peaceful for a change.
The only guest who stayed home was a nice young man from Denver named Eric. He slept half the morning, then came down yawning and scratching. He ate a huge breakfast, then slumped in a chair in the living room and dozed off. Maria was puttering around, dusting and tidying up, and when she bumped his chair he jerked awake and angrily slapped her on the butt. Maria's mouth dropped in astonishment and I thought she was going to hit him back. Eric slouched back, closed his eyes and said softly, "Slave status."
Maria's mouth opened and closed helplessly, I had to laugh, she was so astonished. I watched wondering if she was going to defy him. She stared at him for a moment, then curtseyed and said, "Yes Master. Anything you say."
Eric opened his eyes and said, "Lift your dress."
Maria hesitated, then obeyed. She raised the skirt of her white work dress and showed her panties. They were ordinary white cotton underwear, nothing like the tiny thong she had worn before. Eric pulled Maria's panties down, then motioned for her to lay across his lap. Her face colored, being ordered around by a teenager, but she obeyed. She lay across his lap and submitted to a series of resounding spanks. Her large bottom was soon bright pink with Eric's hand prints. She was soon squirming on his lap.
After a few dozen smacks, Eric tapped the insides of Maria's thighs. She opened her legs and couldn't suppress a squeal when he stuck his finger in her ass. Eric finger fucked Maria with one, then two, and finally three fingers up her butt. She groaned and whimpered and came in about ten minutes. Eric kept fucking her, obviously to show her who was boss.
"You can have an orgasm from this?" he asked her, pushing his fingers deeper.
"Yes Master," she gasped.
"Impressive," he said. He removed his hand and rolled her off his lap. Maria flopped to the floor with a thud. Eric unzipped his trousers. "Suck me," he commanded. She struggled to her knees and eagerly complied.
I sat across the room and watched Maria's head bobbing up and down in Eric's lap. He sat with his eyes closed contentedly.