At Your Service Master

At Your Service Master At Your Service Master

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A Sexual slave takes a cleaning job after hours and accidentally meets up with her Master at his job working overtime.

Summary

A Sexual slave takes a cleaning job after hours and accidentally meets up with her Master at his job working overtime.

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Submitted: March 22, 2012

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Submitted: March 22, 2012

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AT YOUR SERVICE MASTER

Thanks to a temp agency; I, Jessie Nutter a nineteen year old college student, am living on her own, am starting a new job. Not a slave to the gym I enjoys walking and riding my bike. My body…well, from all the complements I’ve gotten from my escorts I have to say I’m a 10, but that’s me loving myself. My skin is a creamy light brown, I stand 5’5, and chime in at 126lbs, my shoulder length hair is done up in twist because my bed fellows love to see it bounce. But no pulling those soft locks, that’s only permitted by my one and only Lord. Whom do I mean you wonder? My Master, that’s who, tall, built like a wall. He could stop traffic. I met him on line two years ago and he’d become my addiction. Our first meeting was a awaking into a new world of S&M, bondage, hot wet sex. He slapped, shoved, raped and made love to me. I became his pet; his cunt, his little whore. I dare not speck his name in fear of disrespect. I get to see him this weekend. He’s taking me on one of his business trips and he promised to tight me up in our room and leaves me there until he returns from his meeting. God I’m so wet. But anyway about me; I dawn three tattoos; the first one’s a cross as big as a child’s hand on my right shoulder the second on my upper left 38c tit a small bleeding heart and the third two daggers cress crossing on my lower back close to my bouncing firm ass that my Master say bounce right back.

I’m to report twice a week to an office building in center city after hours and clean offices. It sounds easy enough. I’m to clean all the offices on the 15th floor. I’ll be left alone to do my job; by the time my boss returns in 8 hours I’m to be done.

On my first evening I wore a tight black, spaghetti string top, strapless bra, shorts I made from old sweat pants and white canvas sneakers, I looked yummy; I’m given the OK to start but to knock on each door to make sure no one was working late. If I finish early I will still be paid my full 8 hours but I‘m to stay in the break room and wait for my boss to come and inspect my work, this inspection will go on for a week. After that once I’m done work I can leave early. If I’m found after the week leaving early without finishing my work I’ll get canned.  I hear and obey. I need this job to by new dress my Master likes to see me in, and ripe off. Anyway I didn’t mind I bought a book to keep me company when I have my 2 breaks and half hour lunch.

I love to read to my Master it’s mostly porn but he said I have a get voice when it comes to the moaning and groaning.

That night I went about my business cleaning and vacuuming not realizing someone was watching me. You know when you get that spider sense in your gut; I thought I was just being paranoid so I just tried to put it out of mind.

The last office didn’t need cleaning because the woman who worked in it was on vacation. So I was done early, easy.

Sitting in the break room I started into my book. Deep into reading I was not paying attention when the lights went out. I almost jumped out of my skin, calling out to see who was there. No answer came.

Rising from my seat I cross the room to turn back on the lights the switch was on the wall by the break room door which was closed, but as I reached for the light switch the door opens and a hand grabs my wrist. I’m pulled into the hall and before I could cry out for help a hand went across my mouth.

“Jessie I order you not to scream,” said a voice I knew all too well. He removes his hand and spins me around and there I stood face to face with my Master whom was looking incredibly hot in his suit and undone tie.

I open my mouth to say hello but he orders me to say nothing. I obey feeling the wetness between my legs grow.

He removes his tie and binds my wrist tightly uncaring to my flinching.

Pulling me along behind him I’m taken to a random office. We enter and he locks the door from inside.

The light remains off as he turns and removes his jacket draping it over a chair.

He unbuttons a few buttons on his shirt and approaches his pet, which stands unafraid.

“How did you find out where I worked?” he asked running his fingers through my locks.

“I didn’t I’m working for a temp agency they sent me here Sir.”  She responds In a shacking voice.

“Are you alone?”

“Yes until 2 am.”

“No one’s coming for you until then?”

“No. I was just going to read my book.”

“Where’s your collar and leach?”

“They’re in my bag.” It better be, he hates it when I forget to bring it last time he used a curtain cord in place of it, I had to wear turtle necks to hide the mark it made.

“Go get it and come back here.” He unlocks the door and pushes me out into the hall.

I run to my bag in the break room and grab the collar; it’s thick, black that straps on, with a retractable leach; I hurry back. He locks the door behind me and snatches the collar from my bound hands and grabs hold of my hair pulling me towards the desk. I’m pushed face down on the desk. The collar is fastened to my neck, tightly. I’m than stripped from the waist down, my clothes discarded; and without warning I’m stabbed in my anus with my Master’s 91/2 inch cock.

“Ohhhhh dear god it’s so big it’s stretching me,” I cry. I can feel dick deep inside me. To muffle my cries he covered my mouth, reducing them to deep moans.

I came and squirted down my thighs, I was drenched with cum his cock with pounding the hell out of me. My body shock with each hard cruel thrust. My leach was tugged as he released my mouth. My hair is pulled as he rode me like an animal.

Quickly he rips his cock out of me and pulls me off the desk and onto my knees facing him. “Want a taste?” It wasn’t meant for an answer I open my mouth and was rewarded with his thick, vain covered, cock

“That’s it…” he stated. “…clean it off cunt.” He fucked my mouth and throat not allowing me to catch my breath. I fought a bet but accepted my faith by allowing my bound hands to roam up his long legs and caressing his strong ass cheeks; parting them so I have entrance to his secrete hole. Lovingly I stroked it and slowly I pushed a finger inside sending him into a pause but only for a moment. I opened my mouth to receive air as I probe further into his velvet tunnel with a second finger again he was over cum by the pleasure I continue to suck his wonderful sword as he enjoy two waves of pleasure.

“Stop!” He pushes me away. “You’re playing games cunt.”

I hit the floor with a thump but ignored the pain. “No, Master, I would never.” I return to a kneeling position and a wait his orders.

“Yes you are.” He grabs my hair and pulls me up again holding me close to his face.”

“You think I’m stupid! Like those dumb ass you fuck on the side! ”

“No!”

“Don’t raise your voice at me you filthy cunt!”

“Sorry Master.”

He slapped me hard on the cheek and ordered me to strip my remaining clothes. I compile, wanting so much to please him. He removed his tie and bound my hands behind my back. Pushing my face to the floor he told me to raise my ass to him; I do.

He kneels behind me and spread my ass cheeks apart positioning his cock at my moist hot cunt; he entered not stopping for me to adjust to the invasion. All the way to the base of his cock his balls caressed my smooth ass; my cunt swallowed his meat.

“Ohhhhhhh!” What heaven it was. He thrust and thrust and thrust fucking me like an animal. “OHhhhhhhhh!” he reached down and fondled my bouncing tits pinching and pulling at my big raisins, kneading the firm round flesh.

I came so hard and multiple times coating his cock and balls with my cream, he kept right on pumping me crying out the pleasures his cock was receiving. Holding my hips he dug his fingers into my flesh; gripping my shoulder and pulling my leach he pulled my ass close as he shot his jizz into my battered pussy.

Collapsing on top of me and breathing deeply he regained his strength and rose to his feet.

He ordered me to get dressed and told me to write down my schedule. I obeyed. Telling him about the one week trial I had to do. He said once it was over he would give me a ride home. He removed my collar and kissed me deeply on the lips, I tasted his tongue as it pushed down my throat and wrestled my tongue.

Sending me out the office first I returned to the break room and opened my book but my mind wasn’t even on it.

 


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