Master sends me to the closet. I am naked wearing only my leather collar locked into place. The big dog bed inside the walk in closet makes sitting in the darkness a bit more comfortable. All I can do is quietly wait and attempt to make myself comfortable.
I have no concept of time as I hear a faint thud thud, the dog barking in the distance and the deep voice of my Master. His voice is easily matched by his visitor’s. There are two men in my home now. I hear Master’s steps in the kitchen briefly, before hearing the faint, masculine voices conversing in the living room. It’s to difficult hearing them behind my closed door in the farthest corner of the house. Occasionally their laughter penetrates the darkness.
I must have dozed off, because I startle when Master opens the door to the closet. My eyes blink painfully as they adjust to the light streaming inside my dark sanctuary. “Come with me, pet,” Master orders. “Not a word pet. You may not speak a word to our guest. Moans are acceptable.”
I follow him shyly, my hands clasped together in front of my body. We emerge in the living room and I see our guest sitting on the couch. The coffee table has been moved aside, allowing plenty of space. The man is a nice looking man, roughly around the same age as Master. His serious face hides the grin he will not express.
“Come to me and stand in front of me,” his voice is lovely.
I approach him gently, standing in front as he spreads his knees apart, allowing me to stand even closer. Sir, as I shall mentally refer to him, raises his hands and begins inspecting me. I feel his hands run up and down my body. My nipples become immediately erect. He runs his hands up to my face instructing me to open my mouth. My jaw falls open and his fingers begin inspecting my mouth. “Suck,” he orders and I close my lips around his fingers and suck him deeply. His fingers slide out of my mouth and trace down to my breasts. He squeezes and lifts them in his hands. His fingertips pinch my nipples hard and all I can do is gasp and moan.
Farther down his hands move to my pelvis. One hand taps my thigh and I immediately spread my legs. His finger runs along the slit of my cunt and I get instantly wet. His hand pushes on my thigh and I turn away from him, allowing him to inspect my ass. His hands spread my ass cheeks and again I flood with wetness. “Bend over,” he instructs. I lean forward, grabbing onto my ankles. His hands run along my backside. He dips his finger into my wet cunt and I moan loudly. “Such a slut,” he announces. My eyes look for Master and he is sitting not far away, watching and observing. Sir’s finger slides out of my cunt and I hear him suck on it. “Mmm, you taste delicious. Stand up and turn to face me girl.”
I look at him now, awaiting his next command. I watch as his hands move to the crotch of his pants. I can clearly see his erection through the fabric. I repress a smile as my cunt tingles from seeing his arousal. He unbuckles his belt, unbuttons his pants and the zipper is loud as it slides down. He moves his pants, making himself comfortable and his hand pulls out his throbbing erection. I watch him stroke his cock and I feel my cunt ache.
He motions me closer and as I bend forward, his free hand grabs the back of my head as his other hand forces his cock into my mouth. He pumps me up and down on his cock, making my saliva coat him. He releases his grip on his cock and brings both hands to either side of my head. He thrusts deep into my mouth as his hands plunge my head up and down. I gag with each thrust, causing more saliva to wet his cock.
He sighs deeply before sitting back and releasing my head. I make myself more comfortable knowing I am to complete the task at hand. My hand move to his cock and I grip it tightly. I stroke it gently at first, letting my saliva coat my fingers. As things become slick and wet, I work my oral skills faster. My lips move far down his shaft. lead by my hand. The same hand follows my lips back up and my tongue swirls his cock’s head. My lips leave his cock briefly as my hand closes on the head before opening and stroking downward again, followed by my mouth. Over and over I pump his cock and stroke him hungrily.
I hear Sir’s breathing increase and he moans his approval. I moan in response, vibrating his cock. He begins verbally expressing his pleasure. “Yes, that’s it girl. You know how to suck cock.” I hungrily suck his cock, wanting so badly to make him cum. His breathing becomes more rapid as he pushes his breath through gritted teeth. I can feel his muscles harden.
His body erupts in quick movement as he stands, pushing me back and away from him. I lean back, my hands supporting me and open my mouth. He strokes his cock once, twice, three times and he groans loudly as I watch the first twitch of his cock. A stream of white cum shoots out and lands on my face and mouth. His hot seed continues to spurt and it lands on my breasts. Each pulse of semen lands in a different location on my body. I moan in arousal and my hips rock. I fucking love having cum all over my breasts.
“Clean me,” he orders through his panting.
I scramble to my knees and take his cock into my mouth. I suck and lick his member as I feel it slowly soften. Satisfied, he nudges me away with his knee and pulls his pants back up. After a few arrangements of his clothes, he walks over to Master, shakes his hand and thanks him for a very enjoyable time. “You have a most wonderful slut. She has served me well,” he smiles. “I would like to use her again sometime and use more of her.”
“I think that can be arranged,” Master smiles back.
I watch Sir leave the house, never once looking at me as the door closes behind him. I feel the cum on my breasts begin to dry and I can taste him in my mouth. I crawl over to Master and sit at his feet. His hand strokes my hair gently and he whispers, “You are a very good girl.”
I had a massage from a man today, which I normally hate. He was a short, stocky, strong looking, blonde American.
