Bdsm Vrbo Prequel 02 - Master's Wee

BDSM VRBO Prequel 2- Master's Week

This is the second chapter of the prequel, it reads much better after reading the first chapter, "The Beginning"

This is how I came to be Master's slut and part of the package of Master's BDSM VRBO

The news that Master had watched my workout and training at John's 'Fitness for You" and now thought I was ready to serve him sent a chill up my spine and a flood in my cunt. I checked with my supervisor at work the next day and learned that not only did I have plenty of PTO, I had some that I needed to use or lose. She checked the upcoming workload and vacation schedules and told me that I could take off for a week anytime with a weeks' notice, but that certain weeks would work better for the office than others.

I kept that information until after work when I got home, stripped, changed to my four inch heels and clamped Master's tits and labia. With some trepidation I called Master's number. A female answered, I wasn't sure, but I asked to speak to Master. The voice on the other end said, "Hi slut, this is Nancy, Master's other slut. Just a moment I will see if he is available."

I knew immediately the next voice I heard was Master's, "Hello slut, so you think you are ready to serve me now?"

With a false bravado that I didn't really feel, I responded, "More importantly Master, John said you thought I was ready." That got a small laugh from Master.

"When would you like to come for a week?" he asked.

I looked at the schedule from my supervisor and picked the first week she had indicated was good for the office, and told Master, "I am very flexible, but the week of the 18

th

this month works well for me and at work."

There was a pause before I heard Master, "That is in two weeks and that week works well here, the 18

th

is a Monday, I expect you here by noon on Saturday the 16

th

, and I will release you to go back home on the morning of Sunday the 23

rd

. Continue your training with John until then. At one session John will take you shopping for the clothing you will need while here. He will also set up a beauty shop appointment for you, they will have my requirements, do what they tell you to do. Without question. Is that clear?"

I was stunned, Master had my week laid out for me, including what I needed to be ready to serve him. I could only reply, 'Yes Master, it is clear. Thank you, I hope you find my service during my visit acceptable."

Master replied, "I have no doubt you will serve me well or you wouldn't be coming. I do hope that at the end of the week you are begging me for a longer return visit."

With that the line went dead. My immediate thought was that someone needed to work on Master's telephone manners.

I don't remember much of those three weeks. I kept the same routine at home, work, yoga and John's gym. John continued to work my ass hard with Master's cock, and by the day I was to leave the discomfort from heavy use was minimal. I did lose the entire 20 pounds plus a few extra.

On the first appointment with John the week I was to leave he took me to an upper class shop. He had a shopping list. When we first got there, I found out John had made an appointment and had talked to the salesperson about what we were looking for. I quickly realized that my opinion was not needed or appreciated on anything I was to wear. First was a cocktail dress, it was a wrap dress, but when fastened was not only very low cut but also flared open quickly below the waist. A demi bra revealed even more of Master's tits, and the flared bottom threatened to show off Master's cunt with every step I took. Of course, with the six inch ankle strap heels they selected to go with that dress, those steps were going to be small. A pair of suspender hose made sure Master's cunt and ass were on display. Then there were a couple of dresses in case Master wanted to take me out. They were very tight, very thin, quite low cut, and only fingertip length with a flared skirt that made them seem even shorter. Four inch heels were selected to go with them. A couple of cute satin babydoll lingerie pieces without panties completed the clothing for the week. It didn't surprise me that I probably was going to spend most of my time that week naked.

The next stop was a leather shop. A beautiful red leather undercup corset cinched my waist and exaggerated my hips and exposed Master's tits. Lined leather cuffs were fitted to my wrists, upper arms and ankles. John also picked out a plain leather collar and a heavier, wider, collar with multiple spikes. A leather blindfold, a ball gag and a dildo gag completed that purchase.

The last stop was a clinic where they took blood and urine samples to test for STD's and illicit drugs. I signed a consent form to send the results also to my employer, John's gym, where I knew they would go straight into the laptop and to Master. Of course everything came back negative, though there was a notation that my iron levels were low, and my urine sample showed some signs of dehydration.

The day of my last appointment with John before the visit to Master, he told me to meet him at a salon at 4:00 PM. John was there to check me in, and his chilling parting words were, remember, Master said for you to do what you are told without question, they know what your Master wants, and you don't want to disappoint him.

A young Asian girl led me to a changing room. I stripped and put on a very short satin robe and slippers. When I stepped out, she led me to a small room and told me to take off the robe and lay on the table. I was just relaxing naked on the table when a blonde Adonis walked in. He didn't say a word but started a massage at my feet using a copious amount of herbal oil that smelled delicious. He worked from the bottom up working out kinks and knots, massaging as he worked. He spent a fair amount of time on my butt, his hands were strong, and it hurt as he worked out the knots, but felt so good when they were gone.

He worked up to my shoulders and then down each arm, separating and flexing the fingers in each hand. Then the only word he had said so far, "Over", there was a heavy accent, but the word was clear. I rolled over onto my back and again he started at my feet and worked quickly up my legs. As he got closer and closer to Master's cunt, my mind kept repeating the mantra, 'sluts' have no modesty.' He pinched, pulled and kneaded each labia lip, and was quickly up to my abdomen. The time he spent working Master's tits felt wonderful but definitely not enough time, before on to my shoulders and back down each arm. He finished with my face. As he massaged my face, I could only look into those deep blue eyes.

Without a word, he pulled a warmed blanket over me, turned down the lights and left. I was almost comatose and probably asleep when the Asian girl was at my side to help me off the table and over to the showers where she slipped off her tunic, joined me in the shower, and washed the oils from my body using a soap with very much the same smell. She dried me off and helped me back into my robe and led me into the next room.

The next room had several chairs and several oriental women doing pedicures and manicures. I hadn't had one in years and the look of horror on the girl's face when she saw my nails made me want to hide. But she said, "We fix, we fix, you be ok." She worked diligently for some time before a supervisor came over, who gave me the same look of horror. The two chatted in their native language and the supervisor finally turned to me and said, we can't make your nails acceptable, so we are going to do gel nails over them, Your Sir will approve.

It was almost an hour later when they were done and they looked amazing, better looking nails than I had ever had, and the color was a deep dark reddish color. The girls parting words were, "I work hard, don't chew your nails."

The same small Asian girl led me into the hair salon. I really didn't want them messing with my hair, but Master had been very clear. The two ladies looked at the instructions they had then ran their fingers through my hair, and then a brush. Having no say I just laid back and relaxed as they shampooed and messed with my hair. I even kept quiet as I heard and felt the dreaded snip, snip, snip of scissors. After they dried and blew it out the chair was turned so I could see the mirror. I looked fabulous, the cut fit my face and the burgundy highlights really added depth. The lady looked very relieved when she saw my smile.

The next room appeared to be make-up. By that time, I was resigned that they would do what Master wanted, and that was how I was going to look. When they were done and turned me to the mirror, I was shocked, I had never looked that way, but I looked amazing. My lips were the same deep dark red as my nails, my eyes were dark and smoky, my skin tone was even with just a hint of the dark red on my lips, a touch of darkness between Master's tits added depth and appearance even to them. They told me it would last about ten days to two weeks, if I just washed it with plain water and blotted it dry. Touch up materials were in the basket I would receive but use only if necessary. The products to remove the make-up were also in the basket.

The girl was there to lead me back to my dressing room, but John stopped us, told me to drop the robe and took several pictures. I had no doubt those went straight to Master. I was then allowed to get dressed and John took me and all my packages back to my car. As I was ready to leave John pulled me into a strong hug and gave me a deep kiss. Seeing my startled look John sheepishly replied, I've wanted to do that from the first day you walked into my gym. Have a great week and I hope it is everything you hope and dream it will be.

I couldn't sleep the night before after loading all the clothes into my car. I did my normal workout of the large dildo, pumped Master's ass with the inflatable and worked my Kegels with the meter. Once in bed I couldn't sleep, I kept fucking Master's cunt with his cock, trying to relax but not cum. At some point I fell asleep, Master's cock deep in his cunt. The alarm woke me up early. I estimated three hours' drive time to Master's farm. I did my normal morning enema, shower, release enema routine being careful to keep my face and hair dry. My normal Master's cunt, ass and throat routine on the large suction cup base dildo, still somewhat amazed how easily it slipped into Master's now well trained ass and throat.

I chose to wear one of my shirtwaist dresses. Always worn with the buttons above Master's nipples unbuttoned and the two buttons below Master's cunt also left open. The fabric was light enough that my erect nipples always showed through, and with any breeze Master's cunt tended to play peekaboo as the unbuttoned skirt tended to flare open. A large plug in my ass, and four inch heels on my feet and I was ready to go. I just hoped the directions and travel times on my cell phone were correct.

I made good time and reached the drive to Master's farm twenty minutes early. I drove by it twice, but Master had said "by noon" so I pulled into the drive and parked with the other cars by the house. I cautiously approached the front door and gently knocked. No response so I knocked more firmly. The door opened and a naked Nancy welcomed me with a big hug and an unexpected kiss.

As I stepped into the house, Nancy showed me the small closet where I should hang my dress. She told me, "We sluts are always naked in Master's house and sometimes out on the farm too.

She saw my plug and added, "Good girl, Master will be pleased you are plugged without being told."

She led me over to a closed door, "This is Master's study. Always knock softly and wait until he tells you to come in. If he is busy, it may be a long time. Once you have permission to enter, crawl and present on your knees."

She softly knocked on the door and went to her knees. I followed her example. It seemed like a long time, but probably only five to ten minutes before we heard Master tell us to come in. We crawled to the front of his desk and went into the required position, kneeling, knees wide, back straight, Master's tits out, hands behind our head with elbows and shoulders back.

Master said, "Welcome, know that I am looking forward to this week nearly as much as you are. You earned your right to be here, and I'm sure you will do well and please me. First things first, If I call for slut, I expect both of you here quickly right where you are now. I will figure out which one I want and dismiss the other. Tomorrow night is my new slut's welcome party at the guest house. Make sure that it is clean and ready for guests. You may wear your heels to the guest house and may remove them while cleaning. Nancy show my new slut what the daily chores are, you may work out who does what this week while she is here. Any questions?"

We both answered, "No Sir."

Master nodded, "Nancy check on the caterer for tomorrow night. When I'm done with slut the two of you should head to the guest house and see what needs to be done. Nancy, you may go."

I noticed Nancy crawled backwards out to the door of the room and then bowed head to the ground before crawling away. I noted the protocol, would have to ask Nancy what else I needed to know.

Master finished what he was working on then stood and walked around his desk till he was standing right in front of me. He looked down at me smiled and said, "You may suck my cock."

My hands shook as I replied, "Thank you Master" and reached for the fly of his pants. I opened his fly and fished his cock out. I kissed the tip and gave it a couple of strokes before taking it into my mouth. I felt it grow as I caressed it with my tongue. John had told me to study the dildo of Master's cock until I could tell every ridge, nook and cranny. As it grew more rigid in my mouth it did start to feel familiar, things were as I had learned to expect.

I remembered to keep steady eye contact as I gently sucked and caressed his cock with my tongue. I started slowly fucking my mouth with his cock, getting it nice and wet and when I thought it was wet enough, I slid my tongue down the bottom of his cock, pushed it to the back of my mouth and swallowed It into my throat. The smile on Master's face sent a chill down my back and flooded my cunt.

I kept working Master's cock, enjoying the real one for the first time. I kept caressing it with my tongue, fucking my face with it and occasionally swallowing it into my throat until, I had to release it back into my mouth to get a breath or two. Master never stopped smiling. I was hoping Master would take control of fuck my mouth and throat, but he let me show him what I could do. That is until he took a double handful of my hair and pushed his cock down my throat and started unloading stream after stream, cumming down my throat, only pulling back into my mouth to fill it with the last few jets of his cum.

He finally released my hair. I opened my mouth to show him his cum. He smiled and said, "swallow" I swallowed, stuck out my tongue to show him my mouth was empty and took his cock back into my mouth to lick and suck it clean.

I don't know what I expected, but Master slipped his cock back into his pants, pulled his zipper up and said, "Very good slut, now go find Nancy and start getting the cottage ready. I crawled backwards out of his office, touched my forehead to the ground, and crawled in search of Nancy.

I found her in the master bedroom changing the sheets. She smiled and said, "Master fucked me just before you came. Master hates wet sheets, so we change them every time, he fucks us."

I helped her finish changing the sheets and when we finished, she said, "Now we need to go up to the cottage to make sure it is ready for your coming out party."

I was surprised when Nancy walked out of the house naked, but I followed her as we started to head up the hill past the barn. There were three farmhands sitting outside the barn having lunch as we passed. They watched us closely, clearly enjoying the view, Nancy said hello and we stopped to talk to them. They were quite polite, and obviously enjoyed the view. I was both nervous and wetter. At least one of them noticed the wetness between my thighs. Once we were past them, I asked Nancy if she was afraid talking naked to the crew. She smiled and said, "No we are safe, they like working here and know to behave properly towards me and our guests. Master occasionally shares me with one or more of the hands if they have done an exceptional job or it is their birthday. But don't ever get sent to Juan for discipline. I hesitated to rim one of Master's guests. Juan had me crawling in the pasture, holding a bucket in my teeth, picking up fresh droppings with my hands and dropping them into the bucket, while being encouraged with the quirt that he keeps on his belt for the livestock. I won't make that mistake again."

I asked, "Master shares us?"

Nancy replied, "Master has said, you don't really own something unless you can give it away. Master owns me until the extremely unlikely event that I no longer want him to. Tomorrow is your coming out party, Master will share you with all his guests." The words both surprised and thrilled me, I felt my cunt clench tight, and my thighs got even wetter.

Walking on the gravel drive in heels wasn't very easy and we held hands for mutual support. The cottage came into view. There was a nice lawn in front of it, and a porch across the front. Once inside there was a great room with the kitchen, dining area and living room as one big room. The master bedroom was off that room. It had a king sized bed and a nice ensuite';. There was another smaller bedroom also with a king sized bed and an ensuite'. Out the back door was a rather large hot tub. I asked Nancy about the other door off the great room, and she smiled as she opened the door. It was the dungeon, or as Nancy called it 'the playroom.' It had several pieces of BDSM furniture and there was a large collection of whips, floggers, crops and single tails on the wall. Nancy showed me drawers filled with clamps, gags, dildos, and plugs.

I had to ask, "Will this room be used for my coming out party?

Nancy replied, "Oh this room will be crowded that night. I'm sure you will spend some time in here." My ass got warmer just considering that idea.

Nancy and I spent some time cleaning and sanitizing the equipment and some of the implements that had been used by someone in the dungeon. The rule for guests was not to put anything away if it is used in a scene, leave it on the table by the wall and staff (Nancy) will properly clean it and put it away. I scrubbed both bathrooms while Nancy did the kitchen and removed cum stains from the couch.

One of the beds needed clean sheets. Nancy and I went in to do that, but Nancy flopped down on the bed, and I laid down beside her. She gave me lots of advice for serving Master, do's and don'ts. As she talked our hands started roaming over each other's body, until she found my soaking wet thighs. She looked at her wet fingers, licked them clean and asked, "You are soaked, what turned you on?

I laughed, "You, the dungeon, the whips, walking naked up here, talking to the farm hands, though I have been wet since Master took me to my knees and fucked my face before he sent me to find you."

She smiled, kissed me then turned and moved on top of me, her cunt presented to my face, I felt her tongue licking and sucking on my thighs moving closer to Master's cunt. Her thighs weren't nearly as wet as I was sure mine were, but I started licking and cleaning her thighs and then practicing the cunt eating lesson that I had received, started doing my best to reciprocate for the feelings from Master's cunt. I tried to understand what she was doing with her mouth and tongue and repeat it in her cunt. I'm sure I didn't get it exactly right, but her moans into my cunt told me I was close enough. I gagged when she came and squirted a stream straight into my mouth. The shock sent me over the edge, and she worked my cunt all the way through my own orgasm