Jo stood outside the door of her mastersβ house and knocked on the door. She shivered inside, wondering if she really be as daring as this so soon into a relationship. It was a mixture of being as slutty as possible combined with the wild, abandoned moments of passion. She knocked on the door again, wondering why her master was taking so long to answer it. Usually it was almost as if he knew that she was on the doorstep.
Although the night was hot and sultry, Jo shivered with excitement in her tiny dress. She knew what was going to happen and that she would enjoy it but every time there was a ritual to go through to ensure that her master received exactly what he wanted.
There was a buzz from the door and it swung open with a creak, making Jo start a little. She walked through the darkened hallway and into the ground floor bedroom. Her master was sprawled in a chair, his body covered in a dressing gown. He gestured for her to sit on the bed and she obeyed. There was nothing else in the room apart from the bed and a clothing screen. Jo realised that tied to the bed was a silk scarf and she knew that before very long her hands would be bound tightly to it.
She lowered herself onto the bed, making sure her dress did not ride up her thigh to far. Jo leaned forward, her hands across her lap and let her master have a good look down the valley of her cleavage.
"I knew you'd look good in that dress."
"Thank you, master." Jo answered demurely.
"Does it give you a thrill wearing that without any lingerie underneath?" he enquired.
"Yes but I have something to confess."
"Good." he answered.
Jo always enjoyed this part. Although she was a lapsed catholic, she had always enjoyed the confessional part. At least with this confession, the penance was very pleasurable indeed.
"Tell me."
"On my way hear tonight I stopped at a bar. There was a guy there who I would dearly loved to have fucked. God, he was handsome. I sat in a quiet booth and flirted with him for nearly half an hour while he was at the bar."
"What stopped you?"
"He was with his girlfriend. At one point he dropped his keys and looked towards me. As he bent down, I opened my legs and let him have a good look at my pussy. I've never done anything like that before in such a public place."
"What was his reaction?"
"He smiled. I finished my drink and left."
"Well done. You showed that you were interested and enjoyed teasing him but remembered that you are my property."
"Yes, master."
"Now as a penance I want you to masturbate until you cum. I want to hear you cum. I want you to imagine that you're with that man in the car park and he is fucking you, slut!"
Jo slowly pulled the hem of her dress up and displayed her cunt. She was already damp between her legs but she knew it would not take her long. She extended her fingers and started to rub. She found her clitoris and started to tease it, slowly at first and then faster and faster as she stimulated it even more. Her clit became swollen very quickly. Her love canal felt so warm and inviting and creamy as she probed her darkness. Jo arched her back, spreading her legs wide as she continued to finger fuck herself. The muscles of her pussy were now demanding everything as she slid her fingers deep inside herself as the first of her orgasms erupted from within her. She gasped at the warm wetness that was oozing from between her fingers. She climaxed one last and final time before collapsing back on to the bed, gasping and spent with pleasure but the night was just beginning. After a few minutes her master was by her side on the bed.
"I have something for you, my slut."
Jo was hovering between sleep and wakefulness.
"What is it, my master?"
"This."