Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 3 - Sex Stories

Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 3

Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave Chapter Eight I awoke first in the morning to find our bodies intertwined. I hadn’t planned on staying over but was exhausted after my second meeting with Mr. Kesler and the first time with his wife and submissive Chloe. Chloe I found out, was the one who had initiated Mr. Kesler to come to the hair salon where I work. I’ve been doing Chloe’s hair for over a year and I guess she has the hots for me and sent her Dominant husband to brooch me with becoming his submissive. I’m not new to the role playing. I’ve been tied up and spanked by several lovers, but I have never been truly immersed in the lifestyle that is BDSM. The hierarchy is Mr. Kesler as the Dominant, Chloe as his wife and submissive, Max their black bull slave (whom I haven’t met yet), and me as their newest submissive or slave. I suppose that Max and I are on the same level. My acceptance as their submissive is dependant on me completing training at Mr. Kesler’s Institute. They train men and women to become proper submissives and slaves. I’m looking forward to attending soon. As I stretch in the bed, Chloe also stirs. She crawls over Mr. Kesler to give me a kiss. Her hand caresses my face as her tongue delves into my mouth. My sex tingles with desire even as my feelings are slowed from the overwhelming sex we all shared last night. Our kissing has stirred Mr. Kesler as he runs his hands down our backs to cup our asses. He gives us both a soft pat and we both break our ...

... kiss and give a yelp. “Good morning Sir” we both say like we were twins. “Yes indeed it is a good morning ladies. I trust you slept as well as I did.” We both nod in unison. “Chloe, why don’t you fix us some breakfast and I will contact Max about meeting with us later today,” Mr. Kesler says as he rises from the bed. His cock is hard with morning wood, maybe from the stimulation of seeing Chloe and I kissing. My body reacts to seeing his. He is an Adonis and he makes my body sing. I feel my nipples harden as my pussy begins to wet. Chloe has bonded naked out of bed and is off to the kitchen. I moved to Mr. Kesler and wrap my arms around his waist from behind. I hold him tight as one of my hands slowly moves down his six pack abs, through his neatly trimmed pubic hair, to the root of his erect cock. He growls as I try and wrap my hand around his thick root. “Sir, this girl would love to service your cock this morning. My mouth waters to taste you again. Please let me quench my desires with yours.” “Ah my pet, you seem to have my desires ahead of yours. That is a good sign and one that should be rewarded. Yes, you may kneel and service my cock.” I gracefully fall to my knees in front of him. My legs spread wide, hands placed upon my thighs. I look up only as high as Mr. Kesler’s cock. As I move forward, I wet my lips and take the bulbous head into my mouth. Licking his salty pre-cum as I swirl my tongue around the head. My hands go to hold the shaft….. “No hands my pet, only your ...