Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 6 - Sex Stories

Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 6

... goes on several times before Chloe demands her pleasure and he grabs her by the shoulders and brings her down on his throbbing fuck stick. I can hear his balls slapping her clitty with every stroke. This sends her over the edge as she falls against the bar and holds on for dear life as he pounds her cunt, extending her orgasm. He abruptly pulls out of her clenching channel with a “pop”. And plunges his cum lathered cock into my waiting cunt. His strong hands grab my arms and locks them behind my back, using them as leverage to ravage my aching pussy. That’s all I need as I tumble off the ledge and lose myself with his thrusts, taking me with the cock that my pussy craves and knows so well. After a long recovery period. Chloe takes Max upstairs to shower and bed. I’m left to clean the toys and equipment. When I finish, I take my shower and slip into bed. Despite being excited about the party tomorrow, I fall asl**p before my head hits the pillow. Chapter Three My graduation party is in full swing. Master has invited many of his friends in the lifestyle, his business associates, and even some of his clients. The penthouse is elegantly decorated. The food and open bar are keeping everyone happy. There are many other slaves and submissive here. Master has introduced me to everyone. I am trying to keep up with the names as this is something that my Master wants me to be aware of. He says that its a sign of respect to remember someone’s name, as well as, their specific likes and ...

... dislikes. As a slave it would be important for me to remember when I am sexually servicing someone whether they like their balls sucked or to be rimmed, deep throated or just suck on their head as I stroke their shaft. There’s no way I can remember this tonight, so I am focused on the names. I’m am a little surprised that I’m not self-conscious at all about being totally naked in front of so many people and some not even in the lifestyle. On occasion during the evening, Master will unzip his fly and instruct me to service his cock while he is talking with a group a people. My focus is squarely on him and his needs. At times someone will ask to have me suck them as well. One such person was one of the instructors from the Institution. I recognized him from there and remembered on many occasion taking a load from him. Master said that he had heard from him that I was much requested for this. Master told me how proud he was of my skills. I told him that I’ve always had an oral fixation since I was very young but now I do it to make him proud. After several hours the crowd noise starts to die down. Master calls everyone to the great room of the penthouse for a demonstration. I’m excited because I don’t know what’s going to be shown. Master starts by saying how proud he is of me and goes on to boast about what a perfect slave I have become since he’s met me. I start to cry and well up with emotion as I hear his praise and admiration. He calls me to the stage (really its just a step ...