"Jenni, get cleaned up nice. Take a bath, do your hair proper and get your make up on. I'm taking you out tonight and you will look your best for me."
I hard my Master's words and proceeded to do just exactly as I had been commanded. Drawing a nice warm bath I added some perfume then took off the few clothes He allows me to wear in the house and slid into the delightful pool of water and began to soak. I knew He wanted me to not only be clean but that my skin, from head to toe, soft and sweet smelling. I had no idea of His plans but I was his submissive and I would obey, I have learned to always obey without question.
This all started for me one drunken night a little over six years ago. I was in my early twenties at the time and still living at home. I was a shit about money and while I'd had some good jobs, I spent it poorly. Mum and Dad were great and so freeloading off them came easy. I was in all respects a normal girl, had a boyfriend since my late teens. I am fairly tall for a woman in heels I am anywhere from 5"10 to 6'0'; depending on the height of the heel. I have long brunette hair with eyes to match. Pretty much a nice 'hour-glass' figure my hips are about a 34 slimming to a narrow waste at 22 to 23 inches then blossoming out to a nice 36 inch chest with C cup tits. My boyfriend enjoyed all of that and I enjoyed his cock as often as the situation allowed.
One night I was out with my mates, all of us abandoned by our boyfriends who'd gone off on a men's night out. Most likely they'd gone off to watch strippers and tucking their one-pound notes in the girls g-string hoping for a free ride from one of those sluts who danced for them naked. We really didn't mind them their fun and we were all drinking and laughing most of the night. By the time I'd stumbled into my house the place was dark and everyone was fast asleep. I started unbuttoning my clothes as I headed upstairs to my room, my inebriation making that simple chore more of a major effort, but by the time I slipped into my bedroom I was able to drop my clothes on the floor before falling into bed. One of the things a lot of alcohol will do is make me horny as a cat in heat. I'd already taken my left hand and found my wet pussy and started stroking her. When I bumped into another body in my bed I smiled because evidently my boyfriend had come home from the strip club horny and had snuck into my room. He'd done it many times before and so I rolled on top of him and took his cock and held it so I could sit down on him.
It was a great fuck. His hard cock seemed to last longer then it had ever before and I came twice while I fucked my brains out on him. Falling back on my side of the bed I knew I'd just had the best sex I'd ever had and passed out a happy girl. The next morning I woke up to a hot jet of fluid splashing on my naked tits and face, but when I opened my eyes I saw not my boyfriend but my older brother stoking his cock and spraying his hot cum all over me.
"Get the fuck out of my room you pervert."
"You stupid cow, this is my room and you've been my bitch all night long."
I hopped out of his bed and grabbed my clothes and ran across the hall to my own room. The idea of fucking my brother made me ill, I knew it was wrong, but I could not forget how good the sex was. I could not deny how much I had loved every second of the night, every inch of his hard cock. At breakfast I told him it was a mistake I had no intention of ever making again, how wrong it had been. Oh the damn effects of alcohol.
A few weeks later I was celebrating a friends birthday and had so much to drink my friend called my brother to come and take me home. My boyfriend was off with his mates again. I was so plastered that I bent over as my brother drove and pulled his cock from his pants and sucked his meat, swallowing his cum. When we got home the house was empty as our parents were off on holiday. My brother took me to his room where he'd had a video camera set up. He told me to stand and strip for him. I protested but he told me he would tell all my mates how I'd slept with him and still being fairly drunk, I agreed. I actually found it kind of a turn on, kinky if you will. When I was down to just my skimpy bra and lacy panties he told me to put my hand inside my panties and masturbate for him. I did and soon I was so horny that I pulled my bra off and played with my nipples making them hard. I needed more and was drunk and horny enough to use my brother again and I said.
"I need a good fuck."
"If you want me to do it, you'll have to crawl over here and beg for it."
I did it and when I got next to him I said.
"Take out that hard hot cock and fuck my wet hot pussy, please?"
He played with my tits and cunt but never let me get off, finally I begged him to make me cum.
"You want to cum bitch then promise me you'll be available for me whenever I want you."
"Yes, anything just please fuck me."
It was so good he kept me on my hands and knees and held me by my hair as he drove his cock into me from behind. He was rough and hard on me but I loved it and came again and again as he drove his meat deep into my cunt. This time I woke in my own bed, alone with only a vague memory of having fucked someone. I saw a video on my nightstand that has a note on it. It just said 'play me'. Curious, I slipped it into the VCR and hit play. I saw what I had done in his room, from the steamy strip tease to begging him to fuck me. As I watched in fascination my memory of it all came back and wrestled with the concept of incest, but the fucking was so damn good, better then any of my boyfriends had been. As I got up to dress I felt the wet spot in my sheets where my pussy had leaked its juice while I replayed the action from yesterday.
I ate my breakfast fast, not wanting to say anything to my brother but not able to stop thinking about his cock. In fact all day at work my pussy was wet and my mind was replaying how good it felt when my brother drove his cock into me. When I got home that day he was waiting for me at the front door. I told him I would keep my promise to him and would give myself to him whenever he wanted me as long as he never told mum and dad or my mates.
"Then on you knees bitch and suck me right now, right here."
I knew I would always be his bitch, his submissive slut when my knees fell to the hard concrete stoop and I pulled his cock from his pants and wrapped my lips around him. When he reached down and ripped my blouse open then pulled my bra off I just kept sucking his rod. It was humiliating to be on my knees with my tits exposed while I sucked my brother's cock but my pussy was dripping and I could not get enough of his hard cock. When he fucked my face, forcing his cock down into my throat I gagged and pulled away to spit out the saliva. When he rammed his cock back in and down my throat he shot his cum and I gagged again spilling his seed on the porch. Grabbing me by my hair he said.
"You will never waste my cum slut, now lick it up, clean it all up slut."
I obeyed, not for the last time his command. Bent over like that licking the cold cum from the hard porch I knew my wet panties were exposed to his view. When he had enough of my licking he grabbed my hair and dragged me into the house. I realized I wanted his cock inside me; I was ready to do anything just to have him fuck me. I also knew from that day forward I was his. I was his property and he would and could use me whenever and however he wanted. I knew I would do anything to serve him he was now my Master.
It has been this way for about six years now. We've moved from home and have a place of our own, which allows Master to use me without concern. The first thing He did was to toss my panties then take me shopping for the type of clothing he wanted me in. He made me buy bras that were either half or quarter cup, pushing my tits up but leaving my nipples exposed. My blouses were all made from thin soft material that cold not hide my nipples and all my slacks were donated to charity replaced by short skirts and dresses. He even had my nipples pierced with gold rings then played with them before they healed making me scream in pain, but knowing my pussy would always be wet and ready for whatever he wanted.
He still dated and often brought home a girl. Some nights he made me sit outside his door and just listen to her scream as he gave her the cock I wanted and needed, but most of the time he had me strip naked and service the girls before and after, before to get them wet and randy and after to clean his cum from their just fucked cunts. I shave my cunt for him, and do it regularly so it's always soft and smooth for him. He takes me when ever and where ever and often lets his mates have me too. One night he took me in a park, stripped me naked and bent me over a picnic table while he fucked my ass. I young man came by and watched wide eyes as my brother pummeled my backdoor. When he was done he told the young man to fuck my pussy. He even opened an e-mail account and posted naked pictures of me on line with my address, mymasterstoy4ever at yahoo. Then he'd make me read the e-mails from men and women all over the world commenting on my pussy or my tits and saying how they'd love to fuck me. One day he said.
"Might be some money in this, slut."