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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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Look upon the example of April and Violet, setting aside their petty grievance to love each other beneath our Living Gods’ gaze.

—The Slave Chronicles 13:1

Mark Glassner – Mall Field, WA

The backup VIP plane touched down safely at Mall Field, a new airport built by the Army Core of Engineers. With Seattle fallen to Lilith, Boeing Field was in her hands and Sea-Tac lay too close, so we had this airport built where the South Hill Mall used to lay before being bulldozed down last December. Mary and I had claimed most of South Hill for the Theocracy, as our empire was being called, moving out the residents to new homes. We were pouring resources into building up the seat of our government. Mall Field was half completed; temporary buildings had been erected to serve as the hangar and terminals, and only one runway had been constructed so far.

No one was seriously injured in our crash landing at Anchorage. Within the hour, we were airborne on the backup plane, an almost identical version of Air Force One. It was part of the fleet of planes that traveled with me, ready in case something went wrong with the main plane. The remaining flight down to Washington State was, thankfully, uneventful.

“Mark!” Mary shouted, waddling towards me as fast as her pregnancy would allow from our limo.

The sight of her sent a new wave of life through me. I’d survived again. I returned from danger to my wife and our unborn daughter. I spread my arms wide and scooped her up with care, cautious of her round belly pressing against me. I feared hurting our unborn daughter. I kissed her and rested a hand on her belly. Mary’s hand rested on mine.

Baby Chasity gave a kick.

“She’s as excited to see you as I am,” my wife laughed, breaking our kiss.

I smiled, and wrapped my arm around her shoulder.

The women traveling with me were greeted by their loved ones. Leah was wrapped up into a three-way hug with her spouses, Jacob and Rachel, and one of the maids hugged her husband who worked maintenance on our planes. Not wanting to split up couples, we found work for any of the maids’ or other employees’ spouses. Xiu embraced Korina warmly; the two sluts had become close in the last few months. Violet found her girlfriend Cindy, one of the maids who accompanied me. April watched the pair with a disgusted look on her face.

From what I’d gathered, Violet and April started dating last August, but it all fell apart in February when Violet was caught cheating on April with Cindy. Since then, April has spent many nights crying on Mary’s lap.

The sluts who stayed behind bustled up to greet me. Jessica gave me a warm hug and a kiss, followed by April. Alison and Desiree weren’t here so they must be out hunting down Warlocks. These days they only stopped in once every few weeks. Both women had changed, becoming more graceful, lean, and confident. But there was a hard edge to them. After Desiree’s rape by Brandon last September, both had a bitter hatred of other Warlocks.

“Welcome back, Master,” Violet smiled, pointedly ignoring April, and throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me.

“Thank you,” I grinned, stroking down to grip her ass.

“Let’s get you home, Mark,” my wife said, a motherly protectiveness lurking in her eyes.

“Definitely, Mare,” I told her.

Mary, the sluts, and I piled into the back of one of our armored limos. My wife cuddled up next to me while April and Violet, shooting each other dirty glances, sat as far apart as possible. I sighed, getting tired of their constant sniping. I wanted my sluts to love each other. “April, Violet.”

“Yes, Master,” they said almost in unison. Then they glared at each other.

“I want you two to sit next to each other.”

“Yes, Master.” Both had a sullen tone and neither looked pleased as the sluts rearranged themselves.

I glared at them both. “Now, you both are slut-sisters, and it’s time you forgave each other.”

“Why do I need to forgive her?” April said, pain in her eyes, her bushy hair sweeping about her shoulders. “She cheated on me!”

Violet flinched and said, her voice quiet, “I’m sorry. It’s just there’s something really special about Cindy. I didn’t want to hurt you or disappoint you. I still care about you.”

“Whatev,” April muttered, rolling her eyes.

“April, she can’t help whom she falls in love with,” Mary said gently, sounding like a mother talking to two children. “You’ll meet someone special and understand. I’ve seen the way Hayfa looks at you.” Hayfa was one of Willow’s nurses, a willowy Arab woman who made the most delightful moans when she orgasmed.

April glanced at Violet and sighed. “Fine, I’m sorry for being a bitch to you.”

“And I’m really sorry for the pain I caused you,” Violet answered. “I just… I didn’t want to disappoint you, but I ended up making it worse.”

“I think you two should kiss,” I said.

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April Lovel

Part of me wanted to rebel against my Master’s commands. It was bad enough apologizing to Violet, but to kiss her? She ripped out my heart. I loved her so much, and she was seeing the maid behind my back for months. Telling me she loved me while really doting on that cunt, Cindy.

And now Master wanted me to kiss her.

But his gaze was stern. And Mistress watched. I promised to obey him. He gave me the choice to be free once. I decided to stay. I was his slave. So I turned to April. Violet had such a cute look on her young face. She reached out and stroked my bushy, brown hair. I shuddered as her touch moved to my cheek. She stroked down to my chin, gripped it, and leaned her lips closer.

A strange welter of emotions bubbled through me. All the times we kissed before everything went wrong, all the times we’d made love, held each other. All those giddy feelings she stirred in me in the past rippled through me. Her lips drifted closer.

Then touched mine.

I stiffened at the feel of her lips. I squeezed my hands tight on my lap. Violet worked her lips, sighing softly as she kissed me. I shuddered, my heart beating faster and faster. This was what Master wanted. I was pleasing him by kissing her.

Even if she was a cheating slut, she was Master’s cheating slut.

I relaxed into her kiss, my mouth moving against hers. I sighed, tilting my head, our kiss growing deeper and deeper. I felt Master and Mistress watching me along with the other sluts. They all smiled, watching the two schoolgirls kiss.

We must look so cute and sexy.

After another minute, we broke our kiss. I licked my lips, tasting her on me. I stared at her, trembling, my stomach clenching. I had to know. I had to understand. So I asked, “Did you ever love me, Violet?”

“I thought I did, but then I met Cindy,” Violet answered, a smile blossoming on her lips. It felt nice seeing that smile again. “Whenever I saw her, my heart would thud so loud, and whenever we’re apart I would think about her. I was happy just being in her presence. We didn’t have to be making love, or even talking; just being in the same room was enough. Then I realized I just lusted for you, April.”

“Wow,” I said, my eyes widening. I examined my own emotions. I wanted Violet. I loved eating her pussy and feeling her lick mine. She was so cute and sexy, but… Did I miss her when I was working on my Gospel or other writing projects? When we were parted, I missed her in my bed. But did I miss her company of the pleasure she gave me? “That sound so intense.”

“It is,” Violet answered. “It’s like she…um…”

“She completes you?” Mistress asked. She gave Master a fond smile which he returned.

“Yeah,” Violet grinned. “I know it sounds kinda corny, but she does complete me.”

“Wow,” I said. And… It didn’t hurt so much. It made sense. She found someone who gave her what I couldn’t. And maybe… Maybe I should move on. Hayfa did make me tingle. Maybe…

“Now that you two have made up,” Master said. “Show me just how much you love each other.”

“Yes, Master,” Violet said and then gave me a wicked grin.

I shuddered as her hands shot to my white blouse. Her fingers worked with deft skill, unbuttoning my blouse swiftly—I was dressed as a naughty schoolgirl as usual—and exposed my round breasts and dark nipples.

I shuddered as Violet cupped my milk-laden breasts. I was sore but held off on nursing my daughter today, letting one of the wet nurses feed her. I wanted to have milk for Master. Violet’s finger caressed my right nipple. I gasped, creamy milk beading the nub as a tingle raced through my body.

“Yum,” Violet purred as she lowered her head.

And latched onto my nipple.

I shuddered as the schoolgirl nursed my sweet, motherly delight from my breast. I shuddered each time my nipple throbbed. It squirted into her mouth, shooting through her and making me whimper. My eyes rolled back into my head at the amazing suction.

“Oh, yes!” I sighed, grabbing Violet’s pigtails and loving her embrace.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Mistress rub Master’s dick before she reached across him and grasped Xiu’s nipple piercing. She yanked the Asian slut towards Master’s shaft. Xiu gasped and smiled, then sucked my cock into her lips.

Master gave Mistress a grateful kiss—she always liked to see that Master received his satisfaction—before he turned his attention back to Violet and me. He had such a naughty grin on his eyes as he watched his two schoolgirl sluts.

I had to please him. To make him happy. I had annoyed him with my pointless fighting with Violet. She was my fellow slut. We were both sex slaves, equals. We shouldn’t fight. Not when we existed to please our Masters.

“She’s sucking so hard, Master,” I purred as I unknotted Violet’s blouse. She had tied her tails beneath her tits, leaving her stomach bare. Like me, she was dressed like a naughty schoolgirl. “She’s hungry for it.”

“Yes, she is,” Master said, his eyes watching with such interest as I exposed Violet’s breasts.

Her tits were still tiny despite giving birth. They hadn’t swelled up two cup sizes during her pregnancy like mine had. But she still lactated, producing as much milk as I did. I squeezed them, feeling her hot delight bead her nipples and stain my fingers.

Violet purred as I fingered her nubs, squeezing them and massaging her mother’s milk into the hard nipples. That made her suck hard on my nubs, nursing with such hunger. My breast milk squirted into her mouth. She gulped down my cream.

“Oh, yes, Violet,” I moaned, squirming, my pussy growing wetter and wetter with every hungry suck.

Then, like she could read my mind, her hand rested on my leg. I shivered as she slid up it. Her touch was hot, caressing me. She moved farther and farther up my leg, reaching the hem of my red-and-green tartan skirt.

And slipped beneath it.

Her fingers walked up my thigh, coming closer and closer to my snatch. I spread my legs wider, my pussy growing so hot. I moaned, the sounds mixing with Xiu sucking on Master’s cock. He watched me shudder and groan as Violet found my pussy.

And jammed two fingers into my snatch.

“Violet,” I groaned in delight, my pussy squeezing down on her probing fingers.

It felt so wonderful feeling her fingers pump in and out of my pussy. I trembled, my snatch clenching down on her as she plundered them over and over into me. I whimpered and squirmed. My breasts jiggled. Her eyes stared at me with such hunger.

I craved something more from her. I seized her pigtail and pulled her mouth from my nipple. She released it, not fighting me. I brought her delicate lips to mine. I kissed her, tasting my own creamy breast milk.

And then she gave me a wonderful surprise.

She shoved her tongue into my mouth. My eyes widened as I tasted my own breast milk. My tongue swirled with hers. Such wicked sensations trembled through me as we passed my creamy treat back and forth, the delight trickling down our chins.

“Damn, I love watching one woman taste her own breast milk on another woman’s lips,” groaned Master, Xiu sucking noisily at his dick. “So fucking hot. I almost came in Xiu’s mouth.”

I shuddered and broke the kiss, swallowing the last of my own milk. “Let’s see if I can get you off by doing this, Master.”

I felt his eyes on me as I kissed down Violet’s neck. It was my turn to taste her breast milk. She kept fingering me, making me tremble, as I kissed at her snowy breasts. I reached her pinnacle, brushing her nipples. They had grown larger. I engulfed one, suckled.

She cooed in delight and ran her hands through my bushy, brown hair. My cheeks hollowed as I nursed harder. Every time her milk squirted into my mouth, she moaned in delight. I missed these sounds so much.

I was loving my fellow slut once more.

“Yes, yes!” Violet whimpered. “Suckle, April! Drink my motherly love! I love it!”

Those were such naughty words to hear. I shuddered and jammed my fingers into her pussy. We fingered each other while I suckled from her breast, pumping away our digits. Pleasure rippled through me as I made her squeak in delight.

Then she was kissing me and we were snowballing her milk back and forth as we squirmed on each other’s nipples. We both whimpered and moaned, our tongues dueling, our pussies clenching on the other’s fingers.

“Violet,” I moaned as she sucked on my other nipple, milk flowing. More dribbled down my breast. “That’s so hot.”

Back and forth we nursed from each other. We’d take a few quick suckles and then swap. My nipples tingled. Our creamy treat ran down both our breasts, leaking out of our nipples as we shuddered on the limo seat. Our fingers plunged faster and faster, making such naughty sounds.

Just like Xiu made while slurping and sucking on Master’s cock.

Then he leaned over to us. I gasped as he licked up my round breast, licking up my milk. He flicked my nipple before turning his head and gathering a line of cream from Violet’s tit. I shuddered as he groaned in delight, savoring our milk.

“Violet!” I gasped.

“April!” she whined.

We stared into each other’s eyes. We came like the sluts we were.

Pleasure exploded in my cunt. It spasmed through my body. I bucked and shuddered, screaming out my delight. My pussy spasmed on her plunging fingers while her hot twat convulsed on my pumping digits. Juices flooded out of us both.

And such wonderful pleasure surged through my body. I squealed and spasmed on the seat. I whimpered in pure delight. I kissed Violet, forgave her, and loved her as my slut-sister. We were the same.

We were owned. We were theirs.

And that was so wonderful.

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Mary Glassner

I leaned over and engulfed Korina’s nipple as Violet and April came like the wild sluts they were. I was so glad Mark was back and safe. I shuddered as comforting breast milk squirted into my mouth. Each woman had a slightly different taste: Korina was very sweet, April was mild, and Violet’s had a richer flavor. Then I purred in delight as Mark stroked my pregnant belly.

I couldn’t wait for my turn to nurse Mark.

I groaned as his fingers moved down my belly to my pubic mound. I spread my thighs, reveling in the taste of Korina’s breast milk. He pushed between my thighs, stroking my waxed snatch. He stroked up and down my pussy lips, making me so juicy, before thrusting inside of them.

“Oh, Mistress!” moaned Korina as I nursed.

I shuddered, Xiu still sucking on my husband’s cock while he fingered my pussy. I suckled hard at Korina’s breast. The doll-faced slut whimpered as I nursed from her pillowy tit. Her milk flooded my mouth. But I didn’t swallow it.

Watching those two sluts swap breast milk turned me on.

I popped my lips off Korina’s nipple and hooked Mark’s neck. I pulled his face to mine. He thrust a third finger into my pussy as our mouths met. He groaned as I shoved sweet breast milk into his mouth with my agile tongue.

His fingers jabbed so deep into my hot cunt. He grunted over and over as he orgasmed. Xiu made noisy gulps as my husband came in her mouth. I smiled into the kiss, feeling the pleasure rack my husband’s body.

He fingered my pregnant snatch faster and faster. The excitement in the air had me quivering already. As the limo turned into the mansion’s entrance, my toes curled in pure bliss. My body bucked. My snatch convulsed about his fingers.

Such pleasure shot through me. I held him so tight to my mouth. My husband had come back to me. He’d survived another attack by those damned Patriots. We came closer and closer to making the world a Utopia.

And soon, our daughter would be born. A little bit of Mark mixed with a little bit of me to create a whole new person. I quivered against him, my orgasm burning so hot through my pussy. My flesh spasmed on his digits.

“Welcome home, Mark,” I breathed when I broke the kiss, both of us panting from our orgasms.

He gave me that boyish smile I loved so much.

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