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

Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 3

... wore her silver collar with a medium O-ring in front. I wondered if she wears it out much because I had only previous seen her with a choker type necklace on in my salon. My attire was just as revealing. My halter top left my belly exposed and cradled my breasts up. but it left nothing to the imagination. My areola and nipple rings were clearly visible through the thin yellow material. The halter split up the middle to show off my ample cleavage and showed a lot of side boobage too. The mini skirt was very short. I don’t usually wear this kind of revealing clothing but did not say a word to displease Mr. Kesler. The cool air rushing between my thighs had my clitoris already peeking from my folds. Mr. Kesler had his jeans with a nice black t-shirt and black hiking boots on. He filled out his clothing well. It was the first time I’ve seen him in casual wear, as he is always dressed to nines at my salon. “Well don’t both you girls look good enough to eat?” We both blushed and went to hug him. Then he led us out the door into the elevator. Michael had the car waiting as we came out of the lobby. “Good morning Sir, Ma’am, and Miss Amy.” He shut the door and we were on our way to the island to meet Max.Chapter Ten The drive to the island was a short one. That was good because I was beginning to get anxious about meeting Max. I’ve always kind of had a fantasy about being with a black man. Mr. Kesler was sitting and reading the paper, while Chloe sat near me holding my hand. When ...

... were pulling up to Max’s place she gave my hand a warm squeeze. “You’re going to love Max. He’s the sweetest man.” I could only smile I was so nervous. Mr. Kesler led us into the back of the shop and found a very large black man just finishing up with a customer.He waved to us and told Mr. Kesler that he would be right with us and to make ourselves comfortable. He must have been about 6’ tall with a huge muscular body (but not freakish). He had the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on a person and it was so infectious that I found myself smiling from across the room. When he had finished the last client, he locked the front door and came back to where we were. He had removed all of his clothes and was wearing only a very worn black leather collar with a simple O-ring. While he was very large in the body department, I could only describe his cock as gigantic. It was only flaccid and hung down about 8” and was nearly as big around as a coke can. Max came to the center of the area and kneeled prostrate in front of Mr. Kesler and Chloe. “Thank you Master K. Thank you Mistress, for gracing me with your presence. I long to serve you in any way I can.” “Stand slave and let me introduce you to Amy.” He rose and offered a very large hand to me. He was an imposing man because of his size. I couldn’t take my eyes off his penis. I could feel my the tingling in my core as he approached me. He towered over me and I could understand the term bull stud. I felt like a meek little lamb as he took my ...