OffWorld Slave Girl - Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

OffWorld Slave Girl - Chapter 3

... shorts, standing completely naked in front of Melora’s mother. There was no need to be embarrassed. She had no idea who I was, and besides she was a pleasure slave, so it felt completely normal. I caught Helena taking a quick peek at my cock, she smiled, turning away to fix me a drink from the drinks cabinet. I climbed into the jacuzzi, settling back in one of the moulded comfortable seats, the water jets gently massaging my body. Helena came to the side of the jacuzzi and handed me my drink. “Thank you Helena,” I said. “Would you like me to assist you in bathing sir?” Helena asked, a glint in her eye. She was being a little coy. Many pleasure slaves would already be naked and sucking me off by now. Perhaps she thought I was married and not sure how to proceed, not sure exactly whether I wanted to fuck her and keep it a secret, or just wanted a relaxing jacuzzi by myself. If that was true, I thought I would keep her guessing for a while longer. “Yes, I would appreciate that,” I replied. Helena removed her sarong and high heels, keeping on her bikini, and climbed into the jacuzzi. She smiled, splashing water over those huge tits of hers. She took some body scrub lotion, and knelt in front of me. She pulled one leg out of the water, applying the lotion and washing me. Then she washed my other leg. “Turn round please sir,” she asked, giggling. I did so, and she washed my back and neck, then my head. I turned back around and she washed my chest and arms. I was enjoying the ...

... sensation, and the view. As she washed my arms her huge tits were inches from my face, jiggling and straining to stay inside her tiny white bikini, moving in time to her scrubbing action. I smiled, and as she sat back she beamed back at me. “Stand up please sir,” she said. I stood, and Helena knelt behind me washing my ass. Then she moved in front of me, applying lotion to my cock and balls, thoroughly washing and rinsing them. “You have a lovely body sir,” she murmured. She then applied a second load of lotion to my cock, massaging it in again, taking her time, not looking me in the eye, perhaps still unsure whether I wanted to fuck her or not. I started to get a semi-hard on. I sat back down, Helena shifted to kneel in front of me again, her tits half under water. “You a very pretty lady Helena,” I told her. “Thank you sir,” she replied, smiling. “And very, very sexy darling,” I grinned. “Thank you sir,” she giggled. She pulled herself closer, kneeling right in front of me, my legs wrapping around her hips. She leant in closer still to whisper in my ear, her tits pressing up against my chest. “My master asked me to make you happy in any way I can,” she whispered, “I don’t know what your situation is sir, if you are married or not. But whatever you want it can be a secret, if that’s what you need.” “Uh-huh,” I muttered, staring down at her massive cleavage. “Sir, you can do whatever you want to me. I’ll do whatever you like to make you happy,” she continued to whisper in my ear, ...