Pleasing Master
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“Come here,” he said huskily.
I scooted a bit closer and he motioned for me to straddle his prone body. I lifted up one caramel thigh and lowered it over his olive toned body and rubbed my naked center against his pajama pants. He scooted me higher until I straddled his chest and he pressed on my back pushing my chest closer to his face.
I placed my elbows on opposite sides of his head and leaned closer as he started slobbering all over my honeyed globes. It felt so good I couldn’t help the moans that escaped through my mouth. His tongue swirled around one of my nipples than to the other causing me to shake my head making my hair whip wildly around my face.
“You like that Severen?” My Master taunted me.
“Oh, by the gods yes! Yes.”
He squeezed my breast together and suckled both my nipples into his mouth. I thought I was in heaven as I felt my pussy get wetter and my walls clamping on thin air trying to create friction; anything to help me orgasm. He bit down on both of them and I moaned loudly not caring who I woke up. I eased my body back delighting in the pain making my breast form sharp triangles as I shook them to create a bit more sting. I didn’t even feel pain all I felt was delicious pleasure. I came back to him then pulled away once more feeling a swift sting than pleasure course through my body.
I couldn’t believe how glorious this felt; his teeth on my breast. I kept pulling away from him throwing my head back as he bit me. I eased forward relieving the tension then pulled again liking the sting more and more. I kept feeling my pussy pulsing with each sting of pain. Unbelievable my pussy muscles started to quiver and my muscles started to stiffen.
“Oh, I… I think … I’m gonna… cum!”
“Um,” came his command through pressed lips as he bit harder on my hard nipples. I knew he meant cum and at his command I went wild. I would lean into him than back out to feel that delicious pain and back as I stroke my pussy over his pajamas faster and faster. I was so close and I couldn’t believe it was just from his teeth on my chest. I squeezed my eyes tight and leaned back so far I thought his teeth was going to break the skin. Suddenly I felt electricity zip through my body, I felt the walls of my wet cunt clamp together on air and then rub on itself, I felt my body stiffen and jerk as my orgasm hit me with a powerful blow.
I couldn’t stop shuddering from the intense pleasure. Finally I collapse as my Master let my breast go. He stroked my back as I try to regain my breath. I heard a rumble under my ear and felt him shaking and I lifted my head up peering at him inquisitively as he laughed.
“So I have myself a pain slut.”
“No. I don’t like pain.”
He arched an eyebrow at me.
“At least I don’t think I do.”
“Something for us to find out about together,” he smiled and swatted my ass. “Go your sisters are waiting for you.”
I lifted up, but before I get more than an inch he stopped me staring at my breast. My areola was a purple bruise and my nipples had teeth marks. He frowned and I could tell he didn’t like the thought that he hurt me without his knowledge. A Master should always be in control. I kissed him deeply proud of his mark on my body.
“I have a surprise for you after breakfast.”
“You’re not going to work,” I asked as I pulled on a short black skirt and a loose fitting white shirt that tied in the back.
“Nope, just you and me today.”
“Really?” I jumped on the bed and wrapped my arms around him. “We’ll have hot passionate sex all,” I rubbed my sore chest against his hard one, “day,” I crawled up his body staring down at him, “long?” I leaned in to kiss him, but he flipped me over so that I was below him.
“Maybe.”
I laughed feeling trapped under him, but succumbing to it. He was my Master. I should never be over him unless he desired it. I licked my lips brining his attention to them. He grabbed a handful of my reddish brown mane and pulled. I felt my stomach do flip flops and I close my eyes in pleasure.
“Not a pain slut,” he teased as he crushed his lips on mine, forcing his tongue between my lips and taking what was his. I didn’t fight as he took what I gave and then took more. I push my body up against his already ready to please him. To give him the pleasure he had just gifted me this morning. Master Arik pushed his self away and pulled me up.
“Go.”
I pouted sexily with my head down and my huge brown eyes looking up until I can see his face. I slowly moved a piece of hair behind my ear and then let my hand trail against my neck, my eyes closing in pleasure, as I cup my own breast and stroked my still tender nipple.
“Severen,” he warned.
Damn I opened the door and walked to the kitchen smiling.
“Well look who got some this morning,” Alison, the first girl of the home, teased me.
“It must have been good for you to be moaning like that,” Azya giggled.
I blushed while going to the sink to wash my hands and looked around to see what was done and what needed to be done.
Myra just walked over to me, placed her head on my shoulder, and smiled. “We’re about all done. Will you set the table?”
I nodded and as I grabbed the dishes I realized that I did love these girls as though they were my real sisters. This was my new family and I was happy to be here. I was so used to serving on my own that it felt good to have someone to talk to or someone to help you cook and clean.
I set the table placing huge white plates with gold trim on the table with matching glasses and silverware. The Free; Jarl Veston the head of this home, his wife Mistress Shyra, and their children, Master Azyon, Master Arik, and Master Nicolas would all get the beautiful dishes to eat upon. Alison, Azya, and myself will eat upon plain white china. In some homes the girls are required to eat by themselves in a corner. Luckily, in this home Jarl Veston likes his girls near him so we’re allowed at the table.
I go back into the kitchen and stare at all the food. Feeding 9 people, 5 of them men, you had to have a lot of food. Alison takes out a platter stacked with pancakes and I follow with a platter of waffles. We each walk in and out the kitchen setting the food on the table. At the end of it all I stared at the table laden with pancakes, waffles, bacon, eggs, sausages, biscuits, and roasted potatoes.
Jarl Veston walks in from his room with Mistress Shyra on his arm. They smile at us and he holds the chair out for her as she sits. Myra immediately goes to the table her eyes respectfully lowered, “Good morning Jarl Veston and Mistress Shyra.”
Jarl Veston smiles at Myra as he sits in his own seat causing Alison to go to the table and greet Jarl Veston and Mistress Shyra as well.
“My Mistress what would you like to drink and eat,” Myra asks Mistress Shyra.
The Mistress’s answer is lost on me as I stare down the hall wondering what could be taking my Master so long. I chew on my lower lip worried when Jarl Veston’s booming voice tells his boys to get their asses out of bed and to breakfast.
Master Arik can be seen coming down the hall with his brother, Master Azyon’s head under his arm. They’re both laughing as Master Azyon comes from under his arm and he swings at Master Arik’s arm who deftly moves out of the way. Azya and I both go to our respective Masters and after greeting everyone we start to serve them. After I’m done serving my Master I see Master Nicolas coming into the dining area. I greet him and start to serve him. Since Master Nicolas doesn’t have his own girl it’s up to the three of us to make sure he is serve as well as our Masters.
Finally the Free are eating and us slave girls can start eating our own breakfast. “So Arik I understand that you took the day off,” Mistress Shyra says conversationally.
“Yes, mother, I’m going to spend the day with Severen.”
I look at my Master with a smile before lowering my eyes seductively. I reach over and gently place my hand on his thigh. His eyes flicker towards me, but he says nothing as I chew my breakfast.
“Do you have plans?” The girl’s giggles and she blushes deeply. “I mean other plans than the obvious?”
I trail my nails up the inside of his thigh and feel his cock jump in his pants. I pluck another potato and place that in my mouth with my head tilted listening to the conversation even as my nails scrape against his cock. I feel his cock jump again and I slowly unzip his pants making sure no one hears the zipper.
“Arik,” Mistress Shyra questions.
I plunge my hand into his pants and through the opening of his boxers bring him out under the table. I bite into another potato staring at my Master who is looking at me with barely concealed amusement.
“Uh, no. I thought we would walk around and I would see how she was doing. Making sure that she is okay.”
I wrap my hand around his hard shaft and slowly glide it up; my nails scrape over the head, and then slide it back down to the base. I hear my Master suck in a breath of air holding it. I glide back up squeezing him on the way up, again barely scrape my nails over his sensitive head, before I squeeze and glide it back down.
“That’s good. Nicolas I understand you have finals?”
The rest of the conversation flows on, but I’m focused on one thing and that’s pumping my hand faster without my body jiggling. I pump faster and my Master’s head glides back before he catches himself and brings his head forward. I continue jerking him off and twist at the wrist with every up motion. My Master is staring at me his eyes so black with pleasure. The power had switched and I boldly smile at him. He calmly places his hand on top of mine stopping me instantly.
“Excuse us,” he says as he pushes himself inside his pants and stands up.
He grabs my upper arm and hauls me to my feet. Everyone is staring at us as he takes me back to the bedroom. He closes the door and leans against the door with his arms crossed. He stares at me and I stare at his chest not meeting his eyes. I’m not sure what I’ve done wrong.
“Severen what am I?”
“My Master,” I answer automatically.
“What does that mean to you?”
I glance up not sure what he means. It means everything to me. My mouth open, but no words come out. What did I do wrong? He must have seen the confusion in my eyes.
“In the dining area I let you touch me. let you pleasure me. Do you understand? You are very beautiful and I will admit you influence my decision, but you will never let me doing. You will never have control of me. I control you. Understand?”
And in that moment I did. I had stepped over the line. When I had boldly looked at him and smiled. When I had thought I held all the power when it was always and will always be him who held the power. I sank to my knees feeling remorse at my actions. I glanced up at him with tears in my eyes.
“I apologize. I didn’t realize.”
“I know Severen, but I must punish you.”
I stood there unable to move. I didn’t want to be punished. He indicated for me to go to the bed and my feet heavy with fear I walked over to it and sat down. He twirled his finger in a circle and I immediately stood up and get on the bed on all fours. He lifted up my skirt bunching it at the hips and folding it over.
I glanced over my shoulder to see him rummaging in the closet. He pulled a black whip with a leather handle and numerous leather straps coming from the handle. I look straight at the wall my body shook from my terror. I could hear it arcing in the air a sound of wind moving before I felt it against my bum. The loud slap made me jump. The pain more of a sharp sting than of an actual beating. I feel his warm hand touch my bum; a faint trailing of his finger before the whip comes down on my bum again. He hits me again and again until my bum is sore and I know its red without even looking at it. Finally he stops and pulls me off the bed and into his arms hugging me. He looks at me and I hang my head in shame.
