Masters Surprise 7

"Hmmm, Sir. Don't you think it would be a good idea to let me know what we're doing?"

"I didn't know that I had to inform you of everything."

"Well, you don't."

My lips pursed and eyebrows raised in question. I knew it wasn't a good idea to keep poking Master on the situation but I wasn't good at surprises.

When I came back home this morning from the gym, things had seemed normal enough. I hadn't suspected there would be a surprise in mind.

"I can hear you thinking," Sir retorted in response to my silence.

"I'm sorry Master, but this isn't like you?"

My eyes narrowed as he drove, seemingly undisturbed by my prodding.

We finally came to a stop.

We were at a sex shop, it was rather large!

Curiosity filled me. Without words I waited for my Master to open the door for me.

Once I was on my feet, he glanced over my outfit once more. Even though it was already approved of, I was always very nervous about what he was thinking. Sheepishly, I took his hand and followed him into the shop.

"Oh wow!"

Excitedly I let go of his hand and bounced to the rack of toys I've never seen before.

"Master, have you ever seen this before!?"

I looked over but he was already missing. It was usually me who had the tendency to wander off, but I guess it didn't matter that much since we were in a closed area.

All of this was all so interesting. I picked up a handful of toys, and wondered if my Master would like them in the bedroom.

This one had a rose attached to a dildo, it seemed dangerous! I snickered at the idea that I would readily choose this toy over my Owner. I knew a simple thought like that would earn me a few spankings.

Is this a shopping spree? I wandered off, looking at the things in my hand.

It only made sense to explore as much as I could until I found Master again, so naturally I trailed downstairs out of curiosity. I heard that one day my wandering mind was going to get me in trouble.

Downstairs looked like a huge dungeon, or at least it was filled with things that should be put in a very worthy dungeon.

My thighs clenched at the idea of being used in some of these devices. My eyes widened at the thought of all my holes being used and I had absolutely no choice but to endure it.

A yelp left my throat as I was suddenly pulled into a room. Most of the toys went flying out of my hands as I tried to push off whoever was holding onto me. I wanted to yell for my Owner but fear left me speechless.

The room was dark, leaving me with no chance to look around and find a way to defend myself.

"S-sir?" I hesitated, noticing that the person seemed oddly still.

In my heart I was hoping that it was Sir playing a very mean trick on me, but those hands didn't feel the same. I didn't feel safe like I usually do, all I could feel was my body turning cold.

"Such a polite girl."

The man chuckled, forcing me against the wall with my hands clamped behind me. I gulped hard knowing for sure that it wasn't my Master doing this to me, which is quite ironic.

I've always fantasized about being taken by force, and always imagined I would be more prepared for a situation like this.

Sweat already forming and my breathing got heavier as we stood in silence, hell I was sure my knees buckled a few times just waiting for him to make the next move.

"You know, I've been trying to figure out what to do with this sweet little body of yours," he pushed against me harder, not hesitating to reach up and start playing with my tits.

I squeezed my eyes shut, realizing that he was only holding me with one hand and it would be very easy to release myself if I wanted to, but I couldn't.

Instead I leaned against his body, inviting him to squeeze my now hardened nipple some more.

"Now that's a good girl."

Tears pricked my eyes as he started to lick my neck. It felt slimy and disgusting, feeling his excitement on me- it was everywhere.

I could feel it in the way he touched my body and toyed with me as if I was his.

"Let me go, please..." I begged silently, wondering if my Master was upstairs looking for me.

"Shut up!"

He grabbed my hair rough and pressed my face against the wall, moving much more hastily than before. My nerves picked up again, understanding that he was now upset by my disagreeing.

"Since you're in such a rush, I guess I'll have to speed things up for you. A shame really, I really wanted to take my time with you- maybe even lube up your holes with my spit before ruining them."

The man wasted no time pulling my dress down.

I felt bare and exposed, even more than before as my breasts were now hanging, just barely grazing the unforgiving wall that my face was still pushed on. He pulled my thong uncomfortably around my ass, not even bothering to pull them down.

Two fingers were now forcing their way inside me. I threw my head back and pleaded once more for him to let me go, but this time he responded by burying his fingers deeper inside.

Tears leaked down my face.

Discomfort rang through me, but I couldn't help but feel satisfied.

It was disgusting.

I was completely betraying my Master, succumbing to the touch of this man. I couldn't help it. He was pumping his large thick fingers in my cunt and I couldn't help but wonder if his cock would feel just as good.

My desperate cries turned into strained moans that echoed into the room, which made the man hum in approval. A shiver ran down my spine, I was squeezing and clenching on his fingers now accepting the fact that my fantasies were coming to life.

In a swift movement those fingers were pulled out of me and shoved in my mouth, which I sucked on gratefully. My ears perked at the sound of a zipper being pulled?

Which means... my hands were free!

"If you even think about moving, you'll regret it."

My heart sank again.

What did he mean by that? If it already wasn't enough that he was taking me sexually, but would he really hit me too? Of course he would, why wouldn't he?

I gulped again, nodding and putting my hands on the wall as commanded.

He used one hand to wrap around my throat and the other to help guide his way into my pussy. The whimper that filled the air gave away where my hole was as he rubbed against it.

Forcing his way inside of me, I immediately yelped. It was a hard pounding as he promised, there was no sweetness in this at all even though I'm not sure if there ever could have been.

My body rubbed against the wall hastily, after a while making it feel like a rash was forming from the friction. The man using my cunt as if it were a toy started to grunt and blow out jagged breaths, seemingly without regard for my unsatiated state.

He pulled out of me before he could cum.

I blew out a breath of relief, leaning my head against the wall.

His hand moved from my neck and grabbed a fistful of my hair. I could hear the distasteful snarl invading my ears, a shiver ran down my spine once more. Fear clamped me every time he made a sudden movement.

"Don't think that because I didn't breed that cunt of yours means that we're finished. I'm just trying to decide what hole to use next."

He tilted my head up.

It was dark so I was staring into nothing, but it was very easy to tell that his face was directly above mine.

Somehow he masterfully managed to dip his tongue between my lips, which I sucked on lightly.

My thighs clenched together as this kiss we were sharing. I knew it was only right to push him away, maybe bite his tongue even but when he reached down between my legs to play with my clit, my mouth opened even wider to release a moan.

"Although your tongue is tempting, I've decided to save it for last."

He withdrew away from me immediately. Leaving me feeling senseless as I was forced onto all fours. A blush burned my cheeks as my ass was in the air and I was wet from anticipation.

There was a strong urge to crawl away knowing that he couldn't see me, but I didn't want to risk getting hurt. An exasperated sigh left me.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the man lowered down onto his knees and started to feel for me. His grip on my waist was hard and demanding. He bent over, I wasn't exactly understanding his movements so there was no other option but to wait.

A gasp left me when I felt his tongue dip into my asshole, leaving a pool of spit. The sensation was over as soon as it began.

I now realized that him doing that was an act of generosity. He pressed his cock into my asshole, which thankfully had the ability to endure this. Tears pricked my eyes again as this made me think of my Master who should have noticed I was gone by now.

The pounding started and this time I couldn't help but scream. The feeling was always so overwhelming for me and my breath began to shallow as I felt myself begin to shake.

"No, please no..." I cried to myself, trying to stay composed.

It was already done. I squirted all over myself.

Shame filled me as I could feel it dripping all over my legs and pooling onto my dress.

This had no effect on the man continuing to fuck me ruthlessly. He didn't slow down, it felt like he was actually going faster now that I was shaking and vulnerable.

His grunts got louder and the noise in the room did too, I was gripping the floor for dear life hoping that he would cum soon so that I could breathe at least for a second.

"Fuck!"

Relief filled me again as he pumped into me, slowly but more forceful than before.

I wanted to collapse.

It was a wonder with all that my heart was going through how I was still able to hold myself up after he pulled out of me.

I could feel the cum dripping out of my ass and spilling onto my pussy.

There was only silence.

When would this be over with? A large wind of breath left me, trying to think of if there's ever been a time where I've been used like this by another man other than my Owner.

No, I couldn't say I have.

"Did you hear me? I said you only have one hole left and you better make it count."

A jolt of happiness and fear tore through me at his warning.

Just one more hole.

I was certainly being treated like the three hole slut that I am. But today I felt different.

Now I was on my knees, actually eager to have him satisfied so that this all could be over with. I was taking the lead this time, reaching my arm into the darkness so that I could feel for him.

I gripped his legs, trying to steady myself from the shaking.

My knees were kneeling into my dress that was soaked in my juices, I was blushing from embarrassment. My mouth finally found his cock and I wasted no time trying to find my way to please him best.

"Good girl..." He murmured into the air as I found myself sucking on his balls that I forced into my mouth.

One at a time. That's what Master says.

I closed my eyes and envisioned it was my Master who was twitching in my mouth.

It wasn't long before the man wanted his way with me again and started to facefuck me. I was damn near about to pass out when a knock was heard.

My eyes widened in shock as the man pulled himself out of my mouth and began to scramble to put his pants on.

"Kitten? Are you in here?"

Tears spilled out of my eyes as I heard the man start to make his way to the other side of the room. I quickly got up, gathering my dress to my chest and ran for wherever the knocking was coming from.

"I'm in here!" I called, choked up from happiness.

The door swung open, revealing a disheveled Master. My Master! I ran into his arms and started sobbing violently.

"It's okay, princess."

He coddled me, sinking onto the floor with me as my body was more than exhausted from being used.

I hadn't even bothered to notice that I was basically naked.

Soft kisses and strong arms wrapped around me, that was more than enough right now. And it was all that I needed for the next few weeks.

Granted, that day when we went home I was told exactly what happened. I was frantically trying to explain my assault to my Master who stopped me in assurance that everything was okay.

The whole thing was planned.

Shock rang through me and at first I was angry, extremely angry. Thankfully I wasn't promised a punishment when I slapped my Owner for what he had done to me.

But when he had asked if being taken forcefully wasn't my biggest fantasy, I paused. Blushing.

It had taken him over a month to plan as I had been talking about this fantasy for almost a year and he wanted to surprise me in a way he hadn't done before.

Once my anger simmered away, I was amazed. Wondering how much it took to get to that point of a scene that only lasted for only about an hour.

Master even admitted that while he was searching for me (as actually being separated and not knowing where I was was part of the scene), he began to freak out and wondered if it was all a mistake.

It took a lot of reassuring himself that his reaction meant that everything was going perfectly according to plan.

I had never experienced a scene so real in my life.

I'm not exactly sure if I could handle another predicament like that ever again. It was certainly safe to say that I was more than grateful for the amount of care that Master offered me while I was recovering from the scene.

Being that I was human, I took it upon myself to talk to some kinky friends who congratulated me on having such a monumental memory! But they were also great in supporting me when I was having moments of fear and insecurity.

Looking back at the memory and the effects of it all, I couldn't have asked for anything better.

The end.