A/N: part 3 is finally up after being in the drafts for months, enjoy!!
Abigail arrived home, and let it sink in. She had finally found a master, one who understood her. One who wanted her as she was. Her need and desire to submit, to be on her knees when he commanded. She found herself approaching subspace, thinking about what naughty things he would do to her. But she had to snap out of it, at least for now.
The time read just after 4 PM, and she remembered his instructions to pack lightly. She packed a comfy pair of underwear, and toiletries. Her toy box was brought out from underneath her bed, and she felt herself getting aroused. A couple of her favorite toys were brought out, which were: a bullet vibrator, blue dildo, a pair of nipple clamps and handcuffs w/keys. She looked over and felt that was enough.
She put the items in a backpack with the underwear and toiletries. In addition, Pads and tampons were always in this bag for emergencies. The bag and its contents were put near the door.
It was getting late, and she had work tomorrow, and early too. They had to go in early to do some training. Her leftovers were heated up, and eaten quickly. She hopped in for a shower, thankful for the heat warming her body. Some soft pajamas were put on. She almost pulled out another small vibrator, but remembered his rule. It was promptly shut away with the rest of the box.
Her alarm rang at 5 AM and she quickly got ready for work. Once dressed, she decided she would grab breakfast on the way, as the base was far away. She quickly pulled over into some fast food place and got something filling that would suffice. She drove to the base, as thoughts of the previous day interrupted her thoughts.
Meanwhile, Davis was awake early at his house. He was making the contract, or at least a draft. He had work in 2 hours and getting ready took little to no time. The contract was promptly written and copied/pasted with names and blank spots reversed.
He took a deep breath, as the contracts had been written. He stretched his arms, as he had been typing since he woke up. He saw the time and went to get ready for his day.
They both were excited and couldn't wait to see each other later that day.
After work, Abigail texted Davis she was driving home. She had an exhausting day, as they had been training for the later half. She was sweaty, yet the thoughts of the fun she'd have soon refreshed her mind. After encountering some traffic, she arrived home.
Her work bag was dumped near her door to deal with later, and she hopped into the shower. Having shaved 2 days ago, she still did it again to ensure she was smooth. She stepped out, feeling nice and clean after a long day. Some makeup was put on, and her hair was tied in a low bun.
The lingerie she had bought was on the bed, waiting for her. She put it on, admiring how it felt so good on her skin. She put on some lotion and deodorant. Lastly, her long coat was put on, concealing the lingerie. She felt so aroused, feeling the lacy undergarment on her body.
A last minute bag check was made, and everything was inside. She slowly ran her hands over the toys she chose, which increased her arousal as she imagined him using them on her.
She quickly grabbed her phone, and put some comfy slip on shoes. Abigail then made her way to her car, then proceeded to his house.
Meanwhile, Davis has gotten out of work. He had taken a shower, to rinse off the smell of wood and dust. He made a quick decision to shave his balls. After doing so, he stepped out and wrapped a towel around him.
He had his clothes on the bed. A button up shirt and a somewhat tight pair of jeans was his chosen attire for the evening. He dressed, and made sure everything was in place. The restraints on the bed were all good, and he had hidden the rest of his stash in the closet.
The doorbell then rang, and he answered it.
"Hi, Davis."
"Hello, Abby. Come on in." He motioned inside.
Abigail took her shoes off, and held the bag tightly.
"Would you like something to drink?" He asked, as he had felt quite parched at this point.
"Yes please, water is fine." She replied, feeling her throat was dry.
He promptly brought 2 glasses of water with ice for them. She took one and took a couple sips, and he did the same. The 2 printed contracts were on the table, and had lines indicating where to sign. She saw and decided to pick the one up nearest her, slowly reading it.
He did the same, despite making it earlier that day, to refresh his memory. A pen was grabbed by him and he signed. He kept it in his hands, because he didn't want to rush her. He saw her eyes reading it, and he saw that familiar gaze of lust slightly.
After reading, she signed. He then heard her swallow her throat in nervousness. She was asked once again if she wanted this arrangement, and she spoke with confidence.
"Yes, sir, I do."
"Take off your coat, slut. Then hang it on the coat rack near the door. " Davis ordered.
Abigail took it off, and walked to hang it up. He landed a hard slap on her ass before she could do so. The sting hurt, but she kept quiet. He took a nice look at her backside, thinking how he wanted to mark it and leave it red.
The coat was hung up, and she returned to the seat. But she looked at him, wondering where she should sit.
"Take a seat, slut. You won't kneel unless I tell you to do so." He said
She sat down, and he started to grope her. His hands slowly felt her body, every curve was explored. The feeling of him touching her body made her pant, as she was feeling incredibly aroused.
His hands continued to roam her helpless body, as he said how her body was so sexy and his, every inch. Her breath continued to be heavy, as he used his arms to push her on the couch.
Her back was on the couch, and his tongue started to lick her stomach. It trailed from her cunt to her breasts.
"Take your bag to the room, and crawl to the room. We will continue there, slut. Make it quick and kneel, also lower your head until I acknowledge you."
Abigail's breath became normal, and a yes master was heard from her before she started crawling. He loved seeing her like this, bag clenched tightly between her teeth and that ass swaying with every movement.
She made her way, and the wood from the floor made her knees red. The bag was deposited near the foot of the bed, and she knelt waiting. He saw her head was lowered, and she didn't dare look around.
She's behaving very well, he thought. He decided to make her wait a little, as he could sense her arousal was high. He made his way to the room, and she was still as a statue. The only thing moving was her chest.
Abigail heard him enter the room, and sit on the bed. But until he spoke to her, she was to remain like this.
5 minutes or so had passed until she finally heard him speak.
"Good girl, you followed my directions very well. Now look up at me."
She looked up, and saw a pair of lust filled eyes.
"Now, my cock is in need of some attention. Slut, come and suck off your master. And no hands, or else." He commanded, as his bulge was visible.
Her hands were promptly out behind her back, and she fought to keep them there. She got closer to the tent in his pants, and used her teeth to grab the zipper.
She looked at him, pleading to use her hands just to unbutton his jeans.
"What do you wanna ask? Use your words slut."
"Master, may I use my hands to unbutton your pants?" she asked, feeling shy a little.
"Yes you may. Now hurry up or else I'll have to punish you for being slow." He replied
She quickly unbuttoned his pants, and used her teeth to once again lower his boxers. His hard cock sprung free, and she eagerly grabbed it with her mouth. She began to suck.
He grabbed her by the head, and shoved her into him more. He was making her deepthroat him, and gagging could be heard. He moaned loudly, as she serviced him. He let go and she began to cough once free.
"Get back onto it, whore. I didn't say you could stop." he said.
She returned and slowly took him in, all of it. She soon picked up speed, and he was close to release soon.
