The New Year is already starting out to be a very good year for me. The biggest convention in town is keeping me busy with lots of over time. Master-Sir is taking this time to find a new girlfriend. Or at least a new play toy and has kept to His promise and has ignored me since the New Year other than His usual needs from me. On Tuesday He did tell me to expect a phone call from a woman and to answer her honestly and not to ask her any questions. The tease and the humiliation was already starting and the new year was only a few days old!
I was working with some VIP’s who came in town for the convention. They wanted some show tickets and dinner reservations for a large group. Not impossible, but not really easy on short notice. My phone rang and it was Her. She asked me if i was married to Him. I said that I belong to Him. I wanted to ask her her name, but knew I was not allowed to.
Then I braced for the usual questions. But they didn’t come. “I can fuck Him with or without you there?” “If we fuck at His place, you will be there if I want and serve us drinks then clean up after us?” My answer was “Yes, mam, of course. I want to make sure He enjoys you, I do what I can to help make that happen. I love Him and want Him to be happy”. She laughed.
She continued this unusual conversation. “Does he make you cum? I mean like a rock star cum?” I paused, not sure how to answer this because I am not sure what He has told her. So I was honest. Telling her I am not allowed to cum, but I know His last girlfriend had some very loud and powerful orgasms while I was in the next room. She laughed again. “He told me you would be honest in your answers. I like that.”
Final question was if I thought He was ever going to fuck me again? So she knew I was being put in chastity. I had to pause at that. I am sure I was blushing just as much as I was making a wet spot on my towel on my chair. She asked if I was offended by the question. But I wasn’t. I actually enjoy the questions. “No Mam. He fucks who He wants and if it’s not me, I’m ok with that. He likes them prettier than I am and He enjoys me in other ways. So please make Him happy. I know You will enjoy having sex with Him.” She paused, thanked me and hung up. That was it. I sent Master-Sir a text telling him she called. He responded with a “Good slave. Get back to work”
Get back to work? After I just talked to a mystery woman who was wanting to know if she could have sex with my Master. The thought of having a new woman in His life made me smile, made me angry and made me horny. Would I get to meet her? Will I get to watch them? Will He have her sleep over? Will I be sent to my room or be able to sleep on the floor next to them?
When He came home, Master-Sir never said a word about her or if He has had sex with her or his plans for her, for me. He just had that smile on His face He has when He has a new woman in His life. After dinner, I cleaned up and sat at His side in the living room when His phone rang. It was Her, I knew it from His smile. He answered and said hello to her. Made some small talk then explained He just finished dinner and was enjoying a cold beer and some tv.
Then He moved His chair up and forced my Head into His lap. I undid His belt and pants as He got His cock out and fed it to my mouth. Pushing my head all the way down to His groin. “No, she’s here. She is sucking my cock as we talk. Well, not sucking, just about to choke on it.” Pause. “she’s naked, I always keep her naked so she knows she’s not anyone special. Just something I use for my pleasures. Another pause. “No, she likes that. In fact, if I were to feel her pussy, I would bet its wet. Probably in need of a shave, but very wet. She likes it that way and so do I.”
The talk was getting me wet and He was getting very hard. Choking off my air, but I knew He didn’t care. This was for His pleasure and I was to suffer for Him to tease Her. Whoever Her was. Master-Sir continued His hot talk with her and His torment with me. “Trust me when I say after we have sex, she will know. I always make sure she knows.” He was right. I can usually smell her on Him. He likes to make sure I know He has had pussy. He likes to make sure i get the taste and the scent of His conquest afterward.
Master-Sir spent a few more minutes talking dirty to her and slowly fucking my mouth with His cock. He wished her a good night and hung up. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled His cock out of my mouth so I was looking into His eyes. He smiled, kissed me and told me I was a good slave for not making a sound and He shoved His cock back into my mouth as I felt His manhood starting to pulse. The tears in my eyes were starting to dry as I felt that fullness and got excited about what was to cum.
He quickly grabbed my hair again and pulled me off His cock as I saw my reward spurt out. He has never done that. He never has allowed me to waste His reward, His cum. But He held me off His cock and looked at me and His cock as it shot off onto the carpet.
I was crushed. He has never done that before. I was pulling against Him, wanting to catch it. I was fighting with myself and His hold on my hair to not let it go to waste. He smiled again, telling me to stop, to kneel. I obeyed as I also started to cry. I was straining my eyes to watch as He smiled at what He saw on the floor.
Master-Sir stood up and put His pants back on, telling me to clean up my mess as He walked away. I never moved so fast to lick the floor clean without wondering what else I may be tasting. I didn’t care. I wanted to taste my owner. Licking His cum off the fibers of the carpet was what He wanted, i would do it. Knowing He enjoyed the humiliation and the pain of being so rejected by Him in that manner. He enjoyed it as much as I was turned on by it. I was no longer good enough to even have Him cum in my mouth. I had to lick it from the floor as He smiled and walked away.
He returned and sat down, ordered me to get Him a fresh drink and allowed me to enjoy one as well as He turned the TV back on and finished watching the show while petting my hair. Letting me lay my head on His lap and have Him stroke my hair as He again told me how good I was for behaving like a good slave all day. I was?
I am loved and I love how He owns me.
I hope she makes Him happy and that I get to serve her for Him. Whoever she is
Photo: A slave enjoying a man’s cock without using her hands while others watch and get used as well, turns me on! I love to be used in the open like that
The Upper Floor
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