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After a few minutes, she recovered her senses, and started to cry inconsolably, sobbing hard.
"What is it, my darling? What happened?"
"Oh, Master, I lied to you..."
I was a little taken aback.
"What did you lie about, slut?"
"I am married."
"What do you mean married?"
"Yes my husband knows about our meeting. He even encouraged me. I think he is a voyeur and wants to watch us. He has not touched me for over 10 years and he believes watching us will revive his libido."
"OK, but you did not technically lied to me, since I did not ask. Actually I never thought of it. That does not change my feelings for you. We'll deal with this situation tomorrow."
I pulled her to me and looked for her mouth. I could not have enough of her.
"You just came on my cock and it looked like you enjoyed that very much. I want you now to suck my cock until I come in your mouth. My cum must never go to waste and you'll swallow it all, understood slut?"
"Yes Master, I feel so much better now that you know all the truth and that you still love me. I love you even more, now and I'll do anything for you to help you deal with the situation."
She went down on my cock, took it in her mouth and sucked it. I could see she was not very experienced at sucking cocks. I understood it after what she had told me about her husband. Most of her sexual life must have been about masturbation with fantasies about slaves and masters.
I was sure she would learn quickly as she made up for her limited experience with eagerness and even hunger. She literally was eating my cock with a good appetite.
I put my hand over her head and guided her in her efforts, encouraging her by calling her names.
"Suck slut, you are my whore, my slave, my cocksucker. You are a bitch in heat. You are mine to do as I please."
Since I was already well aroused by her riding my cock, I felt it would not be long until I came. And, it was not very long indeed. I came in her mouth and my cum filled her mouth, before she started swallowing it. I could feel she liked it as she kept sucking to get the last drops from my cock.
She sneaked up on me, kissing my body, all the way up. She came to my ear and whispered
"Master, your cum is so good, I could live on it but sucking you made my pussy all wet again. I need you, please take me again." I did not think I was up to it, I am not 20 any more.
"You are a whore and you'll be acting like one. I have a dildo left in my night table. I want you to take it and masturbate for me."
She found it easy enough and rubbed the end of it on her clit.
"No, get on you knees, spread your legs and fuck yourself deep and hard while looking at me."
She started doing it, like a real slut and I caressed her and I pinched her nipples hard, making her moan from pain and pleasure. The dildo was getting up and down faster and faster.
"Please master, may I come?"
"No slut, stop it, give me this dildo."
She very reluctantly stopped and handed me the artificial cock, that was dripping with her juice.
"Come and lay down next to me and spread your legs."
"Oh, yes master, make me come. I want you to give me pleasure."
I teased her with the end of the dildo on her lower lips and then pushed it in her cunt. I moved it up and down, very fast now.
"Come, my slut, come for me. You are so beautiful when you come."
I did not have to repeat it twice, as her orgasm ran through her body and she was coming, crying and moaning, under my hand.
We kissed once more passionately. She looked so happy. I loved her.
"Let's go to sleep now. Tomorrow will be another day. We'll have to deal with your husband. But whatever happen, I will never let you go. You are mine and mine only."
We woke up early the next morning, probably because of the task at hand. I let her make our breakfast, showing her where everything was in the kitchen. Coffee and croissants for two. We had a shower and prepared to go.
She gave me directions to her house and I was pleasantly surprised it was in the best area in town with rows of big houses, not to mention mansions.
"Are you rich, my slut?"
"No but my husband is, He inherited from his parents when they died in a car crash. He is a millionaire, maybe even a billionaire."
Sure enough, the house was huge, on the water, with a pier to accommodate a boat. The garden around it was meticulously tended with flowers and trees. Of course, there was a big swimming pool, that was kept from outside view by bushes and trees.
"So, let's go."
Mary was really nervous and grabbed my arm. We entered a huge sitting room with leather chairs and sofas, shelves full of books and a big flat screen TV. The windows gave on the beautiful garden. Mary's husband was seating in a chair and got up to welcome us. Mary introduced us.
"My husband, Jim." "My master, George."
I liked the way she introduced us. There was no question. Everything was very clear.
Jim was not as I expected him to be. He was of medium height, a little smaller than me, He was a little fat with an ass that could belong to a woman. Indeed, there was something feminine about him. Blond with thinning hair, he was in his early forties. Actually he looked very shy and unassuming. I thought he might be gay or submissive in his own right. We exchanged a few niceties, which was kind of awkward considering the situation.
I did not wait to bring up the object of our visit.
"What's this idea about watching us when I submit your wife to my sexual will? I am not an exhibitionist and won't go for that. Actually, I don't think that's what you want either. It looks to me that what you may want is a master for yourself to submit to."
"As a master, I have a sense that detect submissive people and I sense it in you."
"You know, come a certain point in life when you have to know what you are and accept it. If you don't, you are miserable for the rest of your life. If you do, you have a chance at happiness."
"So I'll give you a chance to be what you are. It will be totally safe for you, as this is the main worry why people are unwilling to act out their desires."
I could see in his eyes he was troubled by my little speech.
"You'll have to be in or out. You cannot sit on the fence and watch. If you want to be out, I'll take Mary from you and you won't see us again. If you want to be in, I will take you as my slave and you could have a wonderful life, being what you don't want to accept you are, but are anyway."
He blushed like a virgin hearing a crude joke.
"But I am not gay, I've never been with a man".
"I am not gay either, but it is not a matter of being gay or not, it's a matter of you being a submissive at heart, and me being a master, you need to submit and I need to control."
"But what would you do to me?"
"Just what I do to Mary. You'll be humiliated, spanked and beaten, you'll be fucked any way I want, you"ll belong to me and you"ll obey me, however outrageous are my whims."
"So, now I am taking my slut with me to the bedroom, and when we are finished, you'll have to decide "in or out?""
I took Mary by the hand and told her to take us to her bedroom. We went upstairs. The rest of the house was like the sitting room, beautifully decorated and furnished. Everything looked expansive. Mary's bedroom was huge, with a king sized bed.
I drew Mary to me, kissed her.
"What do think, love? Will he be in or out?"
"Oh, master you have been wonderful. I don't know but I believe he will want to be yours."
I started undressing her slowly, caressing or spanking each part of her body, as it came exposed.
When she was naked, I looked at her, marveling at her body."
