				   THE CONSULTANT

				      PART 1	

				    By REAVAN	

	It had been a long day on the road. Normally the organization flew us to the assignments but airline schedules and the commute to and from airports are not always convenient. So therefore, we had a six-hour drive to this Midwest City of about seventy thousand. 



	My able assistant Brian was driving and Daphnia, my secretary, sat with me in the rear where she could complete the report from the last assignment on the laptop. We found our destination, in a quaint ... upscale ... turn of the century area. It was a beautiful three story brick homes surrounded by mature trees and well-kept gardens. 



	Brian parked the rental in front of a four-car garage of a later vintage but with an aesthetically comparable architecture. I walked up to the front door, while they took care of the baggage. The door sported a heavy brass doorknocker in the shape of a dolphin, a strange sight in the Midwest. I pounded the dolphin's belly on the brass plate below three times and waited. Soon the sound of high heels clicked on the stone floor inside and the door opened.



	"Oh Mr. Johnson," she smiled broadly, curtsying gracefully. The voice belonged to a young woman that I knew from a few years back, as Marcia. She was twenty-five years old and of Spanish extraction, wearing a modest black maid's uniform - three inches above the knee - complete with a headpiece.



"Hello Marcia, I'm Johnson from the organization "



	"Yes I know Sir. Please come in. The mistress is expecting you." She closed the door behind me and took my coat. "This way sir, you can wait in the library and I'll inform the mistress that you're here."



	The library I found myself in was a rare item in today's world, beautifully crafted bookshelves with glass doors and antique Victorian furniture. Obviously this member client was well off, then again most CEO's are.



	The maid returned and asked me to follow her. We entered the great room where a curvaceous blond, in her late twenties, greeted me. "We've been expecting you Mr. Johnson as you know my husband is away on business for a few days. Please sit down." She then dismissed the maid after asking her to look after my assistants and the dining room for supper.



	"Yes Daniella, the organization has decided that I should come here while he's away to listen to your problems. I am the chief consultant in charge of home affairs and we thought that the problem here is serious enough for me to come personally, rather than by sending one of my subordinates. Now as you know, several members of this chapter have complained that you are not co-operating fully at the meetings. You have even on several occasions refused to perform your sworn duties. You should be well aware of what is required by your status in the organization."  



	"I know Mr. Johnson I'm at fault but it is becoming difficult for me to function in my present status. I feel that with my experience a promotion is due. After all sir, I've been a class three member for three years."



	"I understand Daniella but you must remember that you are judged by the chapter elders. Our organization is very democratic. Now, would you like to tell me your side of the story."



	"Women, Mr. Johnson, just women. I'm rarely allowed to deal with men."



	"You attend all the meetings in your chapter when required and I believe that both sexes are represented."



	"That's true but my assignments are nearly always with women. I should be getting equal treatment and that doesn't happen."



	"Well, I'll speak to the chapter elders and try to resolve this problem." The maid just then led in Brian and Daphnia, who nodded politely and sat on a couch in front of us. I saw the look in Daniella eyes as she looked over Brian's handsome young black features. She was obviously starved for a man. "Right now, however, I would like to see all your servant."



	"Marcia, please bring in the cook and the chauffeur." She left and returned a minute later with the two servants. They lined up in front of us and curtsied politely. The cook (Greta) a twenty-four year old blond buxom Scandinavian, with a cheery round face, smiled excitedly at me. She could obviously remember me from another of her assigned homes. The chauffeur a slim five foot ten, serenely beautiful woman with oriental features and big dreamy eyes, kept her eyes lowered.  



	"Have all three servants, remove their uniforms please, Danielle." She repeated the order and the one-piece outfits quickly dropped to the floor. They stepped out of the dresses and picked them up. Marcia took the two dressed and her own draped them over a chair and returned to the line-up. They were now only wearing shoes, stockings and garters. I motioned with a finger for them to rotate their bodies slowly, which they did sensually and gracefully.



	"You have a wonderful mix of servants here Danielle but all female."



	"Yes my husband wants it that way." She spoke absently. Her eyes fixed on Brian.

  

	I ordered the servants to move to one side and spoke to my assistants. "Daphnia would you be kind enough to undress Brian for us." They got up and she methodically did as asked, handing his clothing to the maid. Danielle's breathing became labored, as she watched his taut athletic body being exposed. Brian always enjoyed posing before performing and he flexed his muscles turning this way and that for her. His seven-inch member rose slowly, arousing the servants as well.



	I ordered the maid to undress Daphnia, my five-foot eleven, fiery redheaded assistant. That got the attention of the chauffeur, revealing her sexual preference.

 

	I returned my attention to the lone naked male. "That's fine Brian," I said, "please satisfy Mrs. Nicholson in whatever manner she wishes." She got up and excitedly caressed his body, running her finger over his broad shoulders, his neck, chest and stomach. Grasping his now erect penis, she kissed him passionately on the neck and lips. 



	"Undress... me. Make passionate... love to... me," she gasped.         

  

	Brian embraced the frenzied woman and slowly began to unbutton her dress. She sucked greedily on his mouth digging the fingers of one hand into his muscular back, shoulders and arms, while frigging him with the other. Carefully he pulled the dress over her shoulders but she impatiently yanked it down to the floor and then threw her arm around him and grasped his cock again. Brian deftly removed her strapless bra exposing her shapely drooping DD breasts, one of which he began to fondle.  



	The maid had left with the clothing and now returned with a sheet, which she used to cover an ottoman in front of the window.  Finishing that, she got on her knees behind her mistress and began to unhook her garters. Removing her shoe's first, she then pulled down the stockings. Next she removed the garter belt from her curvy hips and finally the bikini panties. 



	Daphnia impatiently fitted his cock between her shapely thighs and began slamming her pelvis into his body. His dark hands reached for and began to knead her fleshy white globes. Suddenly she dropped to her knees and swallowed his entire seven inches in one gulp. Sucking violently for a few seconds she began stroking it with her mouth, slurping noisily. 



	Then, just as suddenly she got up and led him to the ottoman, falling backwards on it, with him on top.  



	I ordered the four naked women to stand around the couple, two behind and one at each end. The women on each end being my redheaded assistant and the oriental. I wanted those two to be able to see each other, knowing that there were sparks flying between them. 



	Danielle's legs and arms clamped around his body as he penetrated her insatiable body. It was all over in less than a minute as he groaned, pumping cum into her throbbing cunt. Her body quivered for a few seconds as she moaned quietly, relishing the satisfying feeling.  They kissed warmly while her arms and legs held him tightly, as if she would never let him remove his penis from its warm sheath. 



	I let them lie there, the captive lover on top, for a few minutes. It was obvious from her ongoing moaning and squirming that she was a long way from being fully satisfied. Brian had been quit busy the day before on our previous assignment and I didn't want him worn out.  I therefore ordered the maid to undress me, which she attended to promptly, before returning to her post behind her steaming mistress and lover.



	"Brian, I want you to get up now." I spoke slowly and firmly, watching the varied facial expressions. He got up slowly, leaving Danielle hot panting body begging for more. She looked at me desperately, as I ordered her to get up so the maid could dry her off. I ordered the cook to do the same to Brian, which she did with obvious pleasure.



	Daphnia and the oriental were now watching each other, the latter breathing heavily with lust. Having been with me for three months, Daphnia knew what was coming. She teased the woman, maintaining eye contact while gyrating her body seductively. 



	"Daphnia," again I spoke quietly, "lie down and get your body primed." She got on the ottoman without loosing eye contact with her admirer. She spread her long legs and began to stroke herself while moving her pelvis invitingly. I then ordered the cook behind my chair to massage my neck and Danielle on her knees between my legs.



	Danielle transfixed by the thought of blowing me, knew better than to start without being told. "What is your chauffeurs name," I asked.



	"Paula," came the breathless reply.



	"Paula, what would you like to do to Daphnia?"



	Her face turned away from the writhing panting body below her. "Lick ... her ... pussy....  Sir." She spoke slowly breathing deeply between each word.



	"Let me see your tongue, Paula." She revealed a long pointed item, which resulted in a loud sigh from the red head.  "Well now Paula, did you hear that? I think Daphnia would enjoy that, wouldn't you?"  



	She nodded trance-like, her eyes moving back and forth between Daphnia and me, as her breathing became even more agitated.        



	I looked down at Danielle's and nodded. She reached with both hands, cupping by balls with on and grasping my cock with the other. She moved her parted lips towards my cock, looking up at me for approval. I smiled at her and her tongue gingerly began to circle my knob. The cook leaned forward to get a better view of her mistress's ministrations; her large soft breast's surrounding my head.



	"Paula, get on your hands and knees in the sixty-nine position but do not touch Daphnia." She quickly followed my order and assumed the required position. Daphnia spread her thighs further, giving her a good view of her crotch, as she now had of hers. Both women now squirmed and panted knowing that it was now only a matter of time. 



	I waited while Daniella brought my member to its maximum hard size.  Quickly then I ordered her up and made her bend over the two women on the ottoman. I rammed my cock into her cunt and gave the order for the two women to start eating each other. Three loud sighs of satisfaction sounded out simultaneously, as three frustrated women got what they had waited for. 



	I ordered the cook and the maid to either of my sides, leaving Brian as the only spectator. Daniella squirmed and rotated her ass as my cock stroked her insides. The two frustrated women at my sides caressed, and took turn necking with me. Working my cock slowly at first, in order to make it last for the women I fondled three sets of tits in turn.  I teased the two women by feeling their cunts while making them neck with each other. Fingering each one of them for a while, I made them moan in desperate disappointment, when removing my fingers. Crossed my hands in front of me I made each woman suck the juice of a finger having been in the other's cunt. 



	Soon Daniella began moaning louder and then my redhead began to succumb to the long narrow tongue in her vagina. I picked up the tempo and after about twenty more strokes squirted loads of semen into her quivering body. I slowed down waiting for the oriental to reach her climax. It didn't take long before she screamed into the red bush in her face, while shaking and jerking her pelvis knocking Daphnia's poor head around like a football. I pulled my cock out and Daniella instantly fell to her knees and sucked my cock clean. The two women at my sides clung on to me desperately, jerking their pelvises and squeezing their thighs around mine, moaning desperately for satisfaction. 



I kissed them both and promised that they would both sleep with me that night. They both took deep breaths and squeezed me even tighter before relaxing obediently.



Daniella regained her composure and ordered her servant to get on with their duties. She wanted supper ready in half and hour. I told her that I wanted the Marcia for my personal bedroom sub and we left for my assigned quarters.  

           

After supper my two assistants and I discussed the situation with Daniella and arranged to meet the president of the local chapter the following day. I retired to my quarters with the three servants after giving Daniella permission to sleep with my assistants. The only condition being that, Brian was only allowed to ejaculate once. I had a feeling that all his strength would be required for the meeting the next day.



We arrived at the chapter president's home by twelve noon. Meeting us at the door was an almost naked white female, wearing leather wrist and angle restraints as well as a neck collar. High heels, a maid's headpiece and a tiny apron that barely covered her bellybutton completed her ensemble. She curtsied deeply, her head nearly touching the floor.



"Oh Mr. Johnson, please enter." She rose slowly, keeping her eyes lowered as my seven companions filed in to the expansive foyer. "I will bring you to the mistress immediately Sir, but the slaves must wait here." She stood erect, in an almost military stance, shoulders back, the well-endowed chest thrust out but with her eyes lowered. 



"Very well Mary," her name was stenciled above her left breast. "My two assistants are not slaves. They will be coming with me."  Placing a finger under her chin I raised her head slightly. She immediately turned her head and closed her eyes completely.



"Oh please Sir. My mistress will not allow me to look directly into a superior's eyes."



"I am your mistress's superior, Mary. Look at me"



"I'm sorry Mr. Johnson," She opened a large pair of brown eyes wide and smiled nervously before lowering them again, as I twirled her nipples momentarily. She waited until I removed my fingers from her breasts and then gesture towards a door.



"Please follow me Sir," She began walking, taking short steps, with the same stiff posture, elbows wide, touching her thumbs and forefingers to her thighs. I followed her large wiggling white ass into a large comfortable room. The mistress was sitting on a couch with her side to me. She appeared to be in her early forties, short and slightly overweight. A white girl with black hair was prone on the floor kissing her feet.    



	Mary approached the woman on her hands and knees and kissed her vacant foot next to the other girl.



	"Yes Mary, what is it?" She spoke without looking down in a lofty and distant tone.



	"Please Mistress, I'm sorry to disturb you but Mr. Johnson is here."



	"Scat girls." The two girls crawled backwards about five feet, asses up and heads on the floor 



	"Oh Mr. Johnson I am honored." She got up and made a slight curtsy. "Please sit down," she pointed at a spot on the couch next to her. She then looked sternly at the maid. "Mary, prepare Mr. Johnson's companions and have them brought in when ready." She crawled out of her mistress's field of view and left.



	"Let me introduce you to my assistants: Barbara: Daphnia and Brian." She looked at them obviously taken aback. 



	"But. They're subs. Really Mr. Johnson!"



	"I guess you have never met anyone from the head office before, Barb. My two assistants are not in the pool of rotation. That doesn't mean they're not sub's. They are what you would call personal subs, who submits to others only at my discretion."



	 "You mean that I can't order them to submit to me?"



	"That's correct Barb. I would have to order them to serve you." She motioned at a couch opposite ours and they sat down, giving her friendly but businesslike smiles. The dark-haired servant was still on the floor between, us giving them a full view of her upturned ass. Daphnia crossed her long shapely legs, balancing the notebook on her thigh. 



	Barb's attention was immediately drawn to the striking longhaired redhead and unabashedly ogled the long legs, exposed now right to the white meat above the stockings.  Daphnia felt the eyes on her and squirmed her luscious body teasingly, as if to get more comfortable on the couch.  



	"Well Barb, I think it's time for us to have a discussion about Daniella but first I wish to inspect all your servants."



	"Yes of course Mr. Johnson. Renee!" She was addressing the dark haired woman on the floor.



	She immediately crawled to her mistress and kissed her feet, "Yes mistress."



	"Get the rest of my subs Mr. Johnson wishes to inspect all of you." She crawled to one side and got up, curtsied for me and walked out in the same stiff manner of the other servant. She was a short, probably five foot two inches, a Latin type with a very narrow waist and small perky tits.



	"That's an unusual style of walking Barb"



	"Yes Mr. Johnson. I train my slaves to walk, presenting their bodies proudly and at the same time expressing humility and respect for their superiors. You will notice that they will not make eye contact unless ordered to do so. They are not allowed to speak to me before kissing my feet.

          

	"OK Barb, about Daniella I find that her only problem is a lack of a male sex partner occasionally. Why, doesn't she have a male servant?" 



	"Her husband does not want one in the house; it's as simple as that."

   

"Barb you must read and interpret the rules of this organization. A marriage is secondary to the law of our constitution. The health and welfare of each member is the responsibility of the chapter elders, of which you are the current president. You have the authority to place or replace servants in all member houses and I would say that in this case a male servant is sorely needed." 



TO BE CONTINUED
Reavan 
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