Master slid out of my ass and helped me off the table, I sank immediately to my knees, not sure if by habit or because I couldn’t stand. All I could think of was Master’s cock. I seized it, took it deep into my mouth savoring the taste as I licked and sucked it clean. Even when spotless I held it sucking gently, exploring every nuance with my tongue.
Master took my leash and I crawled with him upstairs where he again released me to my room to clean up. Once I finished my nightly routine, I crawled to the Master bedroom and joined Master in his bed. I snuggled with Master who gave me a good night kiss and was soon snoring. I laid there awake, my butt, tits and cunt still radiating heat from my spanking, and ripples still occasionally running up and down my cunt. I had never felt so satisfied, satiated, and loved in my life. I leaned up and kissed Master on the cheek and again slid down to take Master’s cock, my pacifier, in my mouth before falling asleep.
I was woken up before my alarm went off by Master’s morning wood. Master was still snoring, but his cock was definitely responding to whatever sweet dreams Sir was having. I took a quick look at my watch, and it was almost wake up time.
I cupped Master’s balls in my hand and started licking and sucking Sir’s growing cock. I don’t think I will ever tire of exploring the contours of my Master’s cock with the tip of my tongue. I felt Master start to respond and stir, his hand stroked my hair then urged me deeper. I started bobbing my head on Master’s cock, taking him to the entry of my throat and sucking harder on Sir’s cock.
Master reached down and pulled me up towards him. I immediately understood what Master wanted and through my leg over his hips and guided Master’s cock into my cunt as I slowly lowered myself onto it. Once I was sitting directly on Master, I started to roll my hips and then added a rocking motion to the roll. When I am riding Master cowgirl style it is fun to play with the feelings in my cunt from the different movements, some of them just hit the right spot, and the movements press against the myriad of nerves at the entrance to my cunt. It is like a guy who knows how to fuck, and does more than the plain in and out. Master is an expert at varying the movements to hit the hot spots in my cunt.
Sometimes Master likes to play with or abuse my tits and nipples but that morning Master just smiled, laid back and watched me fuck myself on his cock. Once I started to reach an edge I started slowly moving up and down adding the feeling of Master’s cock sliding in my tight cunt to the sensations caused by rocking and rolling my hips. The feelings of my cunt still bruised from last night’s spanking as I dropped it onto Master’s pelvic bone, added a masochistic spice to the mix.
Suddenly Master grabbed my hips and slammed me down onto his pelvis and moaned as I felt spasm after spasm in my cunt as Master came hard. Nothing triggers my orgasms like feeling Master cumming in me, no matter which hole Master has chosen. This morning was no difference feeling Master cumming in my cunt sent me over the edge as my cunt seized Master’s cock, holding it as tight as it could, and wave after wave of sensation ran up and down my cunt as every muscle in my body went rigid.
Master used my nipples to pull me down on top of him into a bear hug and a kiss.
I smiled and said, “Good morning Master, sleep well?”
Master smiled, slapped my ass and responded, “I was sleeping quite well until some sex fiend woke me up.”
I slid down Master’s body, sucked his cock into my mouth and licked and sucked Master’s cock and balls clean. As I was still sucking on Master’s cock my mouth was suddenly filled with Master’s acrid piss. I had served Master that way before, but it was a surprise that morning, but I quickly caught up and didn’t spill any onto the sheets. As Master finished, I showed him my last mouthful before swallowing it too.
I crawled to my bedroom and did my normal morning routine, stool, enema, shower, shave, release enema, insert plug, hair, make up, cuffs, collar, and finally heels. I carried one of my shirts downstairs in case there was a Zoom call today. Today, I was working remotely, naked at home. As I hung it in the office, I noticed the cover up Master had purchased for me was laying on my desk.
Master was having his usual bowl of cold cereal. I found a cup of yogurt and made some toast. As I sat down with Master he said, “Several things today. Your grocery order will be delivered this morning. I know the young man who is delivering it, I coached his hockey team for a few years before I hired him. When he gets here, he will call so you can open the garage door for him, it is easier to bring groceries in that way. There is an envelope on the counter with his tip, and my phone number. Be sure to tell him to call me as soon as he leaves. Your trainer will be here today at 5:00, obey him as you would me. He will take some measurements, do a fitness test to establish a baseline and may run you through a workout. Know that he will punish you, with my blessing, if you fail to follow orders or do your best. Finally, once I leave today, you are not required to crawl until my return, unless the trainer tells you to. Any questions?”
I had to ask, “What about workout clothes and shoes? I don’t have any.”
Master smiled, “The trainer has your sizes and will be bringing somethings over from his shop. I know you will be naked as he does measurements, and he may keep you naked during the fitness test. Know that it is his unquestioned decision what, if anything, you wear.
With that, Master got up to leave. He leaned down, kissed me and tweaked both nipples – so hard I moaned into his mouth. Master left with a big smile on his face.
I cleaned up the breakfast dishes and went to my desk. I lowered my cunt onto the dildo on my chair, and hooked up my laptop to the connection Master had installed. I immediately noticed that Master’s net connection was much faster than my apartment’s. I went through the mail and messages and responded where necessary. I had just started working on a brief when my phone rang. It was the groceries.
I slipped on the minimal coverup Master had provided and went to open the garage and back door. The young man came in with the first box of groceries. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised that a 20 something Minnesota hockey player was tall, muscular, blonde with deep blue eyes. He was also very polite. I hadn’t been Ma’amed so much since I left the South.
The first box was mostly refrigerator stuff, so I started putting it away as he went to get another box. When he came in behind me as I was putting fruit in the bottom refrigerator drawer he suddenly stopped. I suddenly realized that in my bent over position and the very short cover up the young man was obviously seeing my plug and my naked wet cunt in full glory and technicolor. I stood, turned and took the box from the young man and thanked him, though I couldn’t miss that his pale face was beet red, and he didn’t seem to be breathing.
We stared at each other for a moment before he said, “One more box,” and almost ran out of the house. His color had faded a bit when he brought in the last box.
To try to put him at ease, I asked, “I understand Mr. Andersen coached your hockey team for awhile.”
“Oh yes Ma’am. He was a great coach, and now he is a great boss.” He replied, actually making eye contact again.
I took the envelope from the counter and gave it to him. This is for you, and Mr. Andersen said it is very important that you call him as soon as you leave.
He asked if I needed any help putting things away and seemed relieved when I said “No, I have to figure out where these things go.” He didn’t run out of the house but left quickly.
My breathing had returned to normal by the time I had all the groceries put away. Though I kept thinking how odd it felt to call Master by his actual name.
I spent the rest of the morning finishing my brief. Master called just before lunch to check on me. I told him about the total flash of the deliveryman. Master laughed and said, “Odd, he didn’t mention that when I talked to him. I did warn him that it was inappropriate to discuss you with anyone at the store. He is a good kid and immediately understood.”
Now with a completely stocked cupboard, I had a bowl of soup for lunch. After lunch a client’s information request kept me so busy all afternoon, I was shocked when the doorbell rang at 4:55.
I slipped the coverup on and answered the door for my trainer. Instead of the muscular Norse guy I was expecting for a trainer, he was a bit short and more wiry than muscular. He had a bag with several boxes that he handed to me and made a quick trip back to his car to grab some equipment. I carried the bag of boxes and followed him down to Master’s work out room.
He asked what Mr. Andersen had told me and I repeated back what Master had said at breakfast. He nodded his approval, unbuttoned my cover up and slid it off my shoulders before tossing it onto a bench. He circled me, closely examining my naked body. Finally, back in front of me he said, “Very nice, it is good to have something to work with for a change. Take off the heels and cuffs and step onto the scale.”
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