Master James reached down, grabbed the leash, and forcefully tugged on my neck getting me to stand. He looked directly into my eyes with purpose, determination, and desire. I felt it. I knew it.
"For the time being whenever you are in my house you will be completely naked at all times." "Your entire body will be exposed and available."
I merely nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes, Master. As you wish."
Yanking the leash he walked me into what appeared to be a large family room. He sat on the sofa while still holding the leash with me standing in front of him. "HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK, SLAVE!", he belted out loudly. Before he came to get me in the entry hall he had changed into shorts, cargo type, and a tank top with sneakers. Spreading his legs wide I could see the head of his cock sticking slightly out of his shorts. It made me crave him.
Lifting off the shirt he tossed it aside. His chest was chiseled and hairy. I couldn't help but stare and admire him, apparently exactly what he wanted and expected of me.
"Lick and worship my luscious nipples, sub." I immediately fell to my knees and lovingly licked each nipple, taking time to also fleck them, and guage his enjoyment. I got them nice and moist, perky too. I'd massage one between my fingers while licking the other. I spent a good long time stimulating and worshipping them, sensing his pleasure.
I heard him reach down, unbuckle his shorts, unzip them, and I could tell he lifted out his cock. I glanced down at it.
"Hungry, slut?" "Want to taste real manhood?" "Embrace your true nature as a lowly cocksucking bitch?"
He pushed my head down on his hardening, stiff cock. "SUCK IT!" "Worship it like it's the only thing that matters in your life, slut." "Because, soon enough it will be the only meaningful thing in your life, slave."
I felt energized beyond my fondest desires and went down on his dick like a pig in heat, licking, caressing, sucking. I carefully monitored his reaction to each and every move. I needed to sense his pleasure, his enjoyment of my cocksucking abilities. At that moment it was all that mattered.
He stood, grabbed my head while still tugging hard on the leash and rammed his thick rock hard dick deep into my throat. I did all I could to not gag yet tears ran down my cheeks. He began face fucking me with fierce intensity, ramming his dick in and out of my throat until I thought I'd pass out. Saliva ran down my chin. He just continued slamming my throat, over and over.
Pulling out while tasting his precum, he yanked the leash to have me look up at him. "That's just a taste, slave." "Expect your mouth and throat to be raw in the days and weeks ahead." "You have NO choice but to relish and welcome it, and come to accept it as your ultimate fate in life."
"Now go sit over there in that chair and listen carefully."
He sat back on the sofa. "That's merely a TASTE of what's to come as you are made into what I want of you."
"Here are some house rules. Memorize them!"
"First, my full time live-in slave is away for business. He has to work. You will fill in when he travels." "You'll soon get to meet him, and I expect you to become close companions in collaborating to meet my needs. Meanwhile, you'll have several domestic chores and responsibilities. For example, you will take out the garbage, wash all dishes, clean the bathrooms, and walk the dog while you are here."
My comfort must be of the utmost concern in your care of me."
"I have another part-time slave currently, who I'm grooming and training. He very well will become my full time, live-in slave too. That is the plan." "He's 21 years old, cocky, very ruggedly handsome, and completing his college education." "Plus, he adores me, and does everything and anything I ask of him. I fuck him as much as I do my other slave as he's here quite frequently, especially every weekend."
"He has one problem that you will help solve." "He is perpetually horny and extremely oversexed. He needs outlets. As he's bisexual I need to control his appetite and keep his focus here. So, you will be his cum dump. It is your duty to keep his balls drained, always, and he will fuck you. A lot." "When I introduce him to you he'll be ordered and told that you are his sole designated cum dump. Period." "He will obey me."
"Not a bad gig, now is it?" "Unless, you dislike him, or he doesn't appeal to you, but that won't matter, slut." "It's part of your obligations around here."
"Which makes me emphasize that you are low on the totem pole around here. In the household hierarchy you are the lowest. I and either slave will give you orders and you will obediently oblige." You have no choice, slut."
I know that some Masters keep a slave exclusive and monogomous to themselves, others share a slave with select friends, and some whore and pimp out their slaves. Most are protective of their property, but the 'options of use' do vary. I, at this point, begin to sense Master James' preferences.
He goes on. "I have a close friend, he's straight, married, a middle aged blond adonis. Three kids, power career. He comes over occasionally for a beer, watching some sports, and having my full time slave give him a blow job. You will as well, especially when my slave is away, and you better make him satisfied and me proud of your loaned service."
"You will always remain totally discreet of whatever occurs in this house."
"And, as a bonus I give occasional parties, indoors for cocktails , outdoor BBQ, or whatever. I will usually invite five to ten men. You three slaves will prepare and serve food and drinks, and entertain us. You three will only wear a leather jockstrap and harness, and perhaps a silk g-string on special occasions, like a birthday." "Any of you with a noticeable stain on the silk g-string will be punished., especially when fondled." He grins and laughs. "It's not about your pleasure, after all. You must learn self-control, and I determine when any droplets of your cum are allowed."
"You three will be sexually available, and coyly flirtatious with all my guests, with whatever they want." He grinned widely. "And I emphasize, whatever." "You MUST come to know their tastes and desires, and fulfill them satisfactorily." "Make me proud of my ownership, my slaves, and how I have trained you." "You as my property."
"So, slut, there's the beginning rules of the house. Abide by them. Honor them. Please me."
"Or, suffer discipline for any infractions. You will quickly learn not to, for I own a vast array of implements of torture, including a collection of cock cages, dildos, nipple clamps, buttplugs and whips."
"Do you understand me, bitch?"
I responded immediately, "Absolutely, Master!"
To be continued...
