It was 10:30 p.m.; I had just crawled into bed and picked up my favorite bedtime book. With a yawn I started chapter 13 and the phone rang. Looking at the caller id my heart began to race as I recognized the number. I quickly answered not daring to keep him waiting. "Hello, Master." I answered my voice quivering from the unexpected call.
"Hello my slut. Are you alone?" He asked in a voice that caresses my heart and drenches my cunt.
"Yes, Master." I stuttered as excitement slammed through my body.
"Good, now open the front door." He ordered.
"Yes, Master!" I said excited at the thought that my one true love stood just outside my door. Still holding the phone in my hand I threw the covers off my body and jumped out of bed. At almost full speed I ran threw my house to the front door. Without looking out the peephole I just unlocked and yanked the door opened. I stood in the open doorway wearing only a white tee shirt that barely covered my ass cheeks that hung out of the black thong that Master loves oh so much.
I stood there looking at the falling snow, feeling my nipples hardening against the thin fabric of my white shirt. But no Master. I felt my heartbreak, my lip quiver and my eyes tear up. I was overwhelmed with sadness as Master has tricked me before is this way.
"Did you check your peephole?" Master's voice asked and I realized he was still on the phone with me.
I shook my head knowing I hadn't.
"No you didn't." He answered for me stepping into the open doorway. I gasped as my eyes looked at his beautiful face.
"I'm sorry Master." I whispered not trusting my voice just yet.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you know better then that." He scolded me.
I lowered my head in shame. "I didn't want to keep you waiting Master." I said softly.
"You know your safety is the most important thing. Now step aside and let us in." My head snapped up to search his dangerous eyes. Had he said 'us', who was 'us'. I glanced to the side yet saw nobody, when I looked back to Master's eyes I saw his arched brow which reminded me that I was keeping him waiting.
Quickly I stepped to the side and watched him step inside the house; behind him stepped another man who I've never seen before. I lowered my head to a small bow and he nodded a hello back to me. Once the men where securely inside, I closed the door and offered to take their coats.
Master nodded and they both handed me their coats. I quickly hung them up and returned to my Masters side. He smiled down at me as he leaned down for a kiss. Softly his lips touched mine and his hand knowingly came around my waist scooping me into his strong arms holding me tightly knowing my knees would buckle as they always do.
"I wasn't expecting you tonight Master. I'm sorry I'm in such a, disarray." I apologized softly against his mouth.
"Hmm, I like your disarrayed state." He moaned softly back. His tongue teased and tasted mine then suddenly the kiss was broken and in one swift movement I was turned to Master's side to face our visitor.
"My sweet slut, this is Dave, a very close friend of mine. Dave, this is my special little whore." Master introduced us, a chill ran up my spine hearing that I was special to Master.
Dave held out his hand, I took it, keeping my head down showing Master's friend the same kind of respect I show to my Master.
"Please forgive my night time attire Sir, I was not expecting company tonight." I said, softly begging as I shyly pulled at the bottom of my tee shirt trying to stretch it down to cover more of my body.
Dave kissed my hand gently, "Do not fret over me, I think you are fine just the way you are." I blushed.
Master cleared his throat to get my attention. Once my eyes met his he sat on the couch, I gently removed my hand from Dave's and moved to my Masters feet where I knelt looking up at him adoringly.
Dave chuckled and sat on the other couch. "She is trained wonderfully." He admired. His encouraging words caused my Master to smile proudly down at me.
I have never felt so proud of myself, and then I had at that moment. My heart filled with joy just knowing I had made my Master that happy even if it was for only a second. Master reached down and gently caressed my hair and the side of my face. I turned my head into the palm of his hand. I craved his touch; I ached for his love.
"Oh my little whore, show our guest what he came to see. Strip." He ordered.
I blinked slowly but moved into the middle of the room and stood up slowly. I glanced once more at Master to see if he changed his mind. He didn't.
I slowly grasped the bottom of the tee shirt slide it up to reveal my black thong then up more to show off my soft fleshy stomach, up higher letting my perky 36c breast bounce free, and at last off my head to let it drop to the ground. I glanced at Master as my thumbs curl into the strap of my thong and began pulling it down.
Master shook his head and I stopped instantly. He only had to point to the floor and I dropped instantly to my knees with my head bowed.
"Wow." Dave said breathlessly.
My Master chuckled and nodded. "She has become a wonderful slave, but it has taken a lot of training to get her this way."
I remained silently kneeling; hearing my Master talk so freely about my extensive training caused a blush to color my cheeks. I felt the heat of embarrassment to flood my body, as I knew I was sitting there almost completely naked in front of someone other then my loving, safe Master.
"Is something wrong slut?" Master asked me with concern.
I shook my head slowly from side to side.
"Speak now slut." He ordered in a gentle voice.
"Nothing Master. Just slightly embarrassed is all." I answered.
"Sitting naked embarrasses you slut? Why? That is my body to command and control, why does it cause you embarrassment if it doesn't bother me. I, for one, am very proud of my slut's body. You need not to be embarrassed, you need nothing but to worry about my happiness." He instructed. I nodded.
"Yes Master, as you wish." I answered. I felt more then saw my Master's smile and nod.
He then turned his attention back to his friend Dave. "Slut, go to our guest and let him see you up close."
With a nod I crawled as seductively as possible to our guest and kneeled straight upward, keeping my head down. I felt Dave move to sit up a bit, closing the space between us more.
"May I?" He asked. I felt the room temperature drop and knew it was my Master nodding his answer.
I gasped as I felt our guest reach out and gently cup his rather cold hands against my round perky tits. His thumps and forefingers gently twist my hard nipples.
I moaned out as my back arched pushing my breast outward toward his kneading hands. I heard my Master chuckle and I froze.
"Oh my little whore do you like our guest's touch?" I whimpered as if I had done something wrong. I suddenly felt that this was some sort of test of my faithfulness to my Master or maybe it was a test of my loyalty and obedience. Either way I was afraid to answer. I began to shake.
"Speak slut." He demanded.
"If it makes you happy Master then yes." I answered showing him that my only concern was his happiness.
I felt, more then saw, Master stand up and move around behind me. I felt Masters hand wrap up in my hair and pull my head back as far as it would go without to much pain.
I was staring straight up into his eyes; his deep dark pools filled with dangerous thoughts and the knowledge that I feared him as much as I love him. He could say so much with just a look. Tonight I saw love and something else that could be mistaken for worry but I know better then to think such things. I know, love, and trust my Master and he would never allow anything to happen that he doesn't believe would excite and please me as much as himself.
Master stared into my eyes and I swear he was searching for answers that I didn't have. He's hand gently caressed my cheek, as Dave still played with my breast, pulling and tugging slightly rougher on my nipples.
I turned my face into my Masters hand not really caring about anything but him.
Slowly his hand came around to rest on my throat. My body tensed as his hand tightened around my soft succulent neck.
I whimpered and Dave let go of my breast and sat back to watch.
Masters fingers tightened around my throat as I gasped for that last breath I was allowed. "Hands and knees." Master ordered and I obeyed. Master held my throat, as I moved slowly not wanting him to break his hold on my neck. "Turn around slut. Show our mortified guest that this is what you like." Master ordered.
I obeyed instantly without hesitation.
Master let go of my throat as I turned to face him but quickly gripped my throat again as I shoved my ass end up in the air offering it up to our guest. Master watched me with a soft smile as I felt a hand cup my hot needy cunt.
"Oh wow, I don't believe I've ever seen any bitch this wet before. Her thong is soaked." Dave said.
I felt my body shiver with excitement when he called me a bitch.