As soon as I heard the familiar sound of his car pull into garage I ran to take my place by the door, giving a cursory glance around to make sure everything was neat and tidy as Master likes it when he gets home from work.
Finding everything in its place i grabbed my leash from its hook next to the door and placed it in my mouth, kneeling down to wait in my place like my Master's obedient slut. I was already completely naked except the collar because that was a constant rule for me. No clothes allowed in the house without clear instructions otherwise.
It was in these few moments every day when I wondered how Master would want to use me tonight and how I could best serve him. Sometimes I was his pet, sometimes his whore, sometimes his slave, and sometimes simply his adoring sub where we would enjoy a quiet evening together....I never knew what Master wanted each day but I knew the basics: I obeyed, followed my rules Master had set out for me, and was always to be ready to serve, that's all I needed or deserved to know as his slave.
The key jangled in the lock and my pussy already started to moisten. Master kept me edged every single day so that I was always needy and desperate for release. Today was no different. He had me edge for 10 minutes every hour today in between my chores and I knew I could cum at the slightest stimulation if I was given permission. With my head bowed I could only see Master's feet step into the entrance. He stood still for a moment and I wondered what he was doing, hoping he wasn't seeing some errant task I'd left undone but having a slight thrill that perhaps I had forgotten a small detail and earn a small punishment. I did so love my Master's spankings.
He snapped me out of my daydreaming with his simple command, "open." Uh oh, this wasn't good. I could tell by the tension in his voice that he had had a rough day. I wanted to ask, or to say anything really, but he hadn't given me permission to speak and I knew better. He snapped the leash onto my collar and roughly pulled me behind him. I wasn't quite used to this as Master was firm and strict but it wasn't like him to pull me around like this. However I knew he wouldn't ever put me in real danger and I scurried behind him on my hands and knees as quickly as I could.
Master took us into the restroom where he attached me to the door handle and I could only kneel beside the door while he undressed and stepped into the shower. He still hadn't uttered another word and I watched as Master cleansed himself, trying to catch a glimpse of the cock that I craved constantly. Eventually he stepped out and dried off then pulled me along into the bedroom to get dressed with a pair of boxer briefs that hugged him in all the right places and some lounge pants. I admired my Master's body as I sat there and hoped he was going to use me soon. I was getting more and more needy being dragged around like I was hardly there, feeling like simply a piece of property.
Master walked over into the living room to his favorite chair with me in tow and sat down, breathing a deep sigh. "Stand and bend over my lap," Master commanded, pulling my leash up toward him. I did as I was told and he roughly spread my thighs apart so that I was exposed to him. Without a warning Master suddenly pushed two fingers into my cunt, which by this point was plenty lubricated.
He unceremoniously kept finger fucking me until I could no longer stay quiet, "Master, please let me cum!!" Suddenly I felt his fingers withdraw and before I could register the sound, my ass stung like hell as Master spanked me hard, square on my cheeks.
I felt the fingers forced back into my cunt while Master's other hand reached into my hair and firmly pulled my head back. He leaned closer to my head and practically growled into my ear, "You have not been given permission to speak, slave! Nor will you be given permission to speak tonight. You also will not be cumming tonight. Master has had a rough day dealing with people and he needs a break. He won't be dealing with a needy horny slave tonight. You are simply a set of holes that I will use however I wish. You are nothing more than an object for my use and pleasure and I don't want to hear a single sound from you, do you understand me?" I could only attempt to nod my head in response as he held me in place by my hair and my cunt.
His words made my cunt spasm around his fingers and my juices started to multiply tenfold. Master knew how much I loved to be degraded but it wasn't a frequent activity for us. Master roughly pushed my head back down, pushing me forward some on his lap so that my head was hanging down off his left side practically touching the floor and my ass was centered in his lap, giving him clear access to my holes. I felt his fingers going in and out until I was a sloppy wet mess. I could feel my juices all over my thighs. Master took some of the juices with his left hand and spread them up onto my asshole before he slowly inserted a single finger. Ever so slowly he teased me, going in and out tortuously slowly until I couldn't help but push back on his hand, trying to get more. That only earned another hard smack as he chastised me again, "this isn't for your pleasure, slut. Master is going to play and you will not interrupt with your selfish whore behaviors. Don't make me tie you up!"
That "threat" only got me more worked up but I summoned all my self control to stay still until Master used his right hand to resume fucking my cunt while he still was going in and out of my ass. At that point I couldn't stifle a loud moan of pleasure and Master nudged me off of his lap onto the floor. "I see I'm going to have to gag you. You can't even follow a simple command. Just another reason I only want you for your holes tonight, you disobedient slut. Clean my fingers with that filthy mouth," he ordered as he put his fingers in my mouth and I furiously sucked all my pussy juices off of them.
Master stood and walked to the bedroom and I could hear him rummaging in the toy drawer. He returned with a large ball gag, a vibrating egg, my favorite dildo, and a large butt plug that, truth be told, I loved to hate. It was almost too much for me to handle but it made me so deliciously full I couldn't help but do my best to accommodate. He placed the ball gag in and once again pulled me onto his lap. This time I felt the plug running along the lips of my cunt. Master was taking some of the juices to lube it up and then with one quick push it was in my asshole. I don't know how I restrained myself from yelling out as he never did it that quickly but I now knew I truly was just going to be used as his holes and plaything tonight. He began fucking my pussy with the dildo until he put it all the way in and left it and began furiously rubbing my clit. This sudden burst of stimulation made me scream inside. I need to cum so badly but unable to speak I couldn't even ask permission if I had dared to try. After a moment I had some relief as he stopped his ministrations and placed the vibrating egg in my cunt.
"I can't believe you're such a dirty slut. You made a mess all over my pants. I'm done with your holes for the moment. Go to your corner, now," he suddenly commanded and I rushed to follow his command as I blushed in shame and excitement at his words. Master turned on the television and I heard him flipping the channels as he "ignored" me. I made sure to stay completely still with my nose to the wall, my legs spread, and my arms held tightly behind my back. I couldn't help a small startled jump when the egg suddenly came to life inside my cunt and began vibrating away.
After a few minutes I heard Master on the phone ordering pizza and I got a little nervous. Master loved to expose his slut to others and I knew he'd likely do it tonight depending on who delivered. It was something that I had been growing into. Master knew how much the idea of being displayed and shared by him turned me on deep down but the sharing hadn't ever come true yet. If it was ever going to happen though I'd hoped it would be in the safety of our home. I could only wait and see what Master chose to do with me and see if he'd make my fantasy come true.
By the time I heard the doorbell, my muscles had begun to ache as I held so still while also working to hold off on cumming. I heard Master open the door and I knew I was in clear sight of the doorway. Master set the pizza on the counter and I heard him say, "damn, I don't have my wallet on me for your tip. Let me grab it from the bedroom real quick." I inwardly cursed him as I knew he did that on purpose! Master walked off and I didn't hear anything but I knew whoever was at the door was getting an eye full. As Master walked back in I heard him speak to the delivery person again, "I see you've seen my slut. Would you like to come in and take a closer look? She loves to be shown off."
"Are you serious, man?" I heard the man reply, with doubt clearly lacing his voice.
"Of course. As a matter of fact, if you'd like, I'd be willing to let her give you a tip instead of this cash if you'd like."
"Well..." I heard him hesitate, "only if you're sure it's something she wants."
Master walked over to me and commanded me to turn around. I did so but was so embarrassed I kept my face down as far as I could. He removed the gag and ordered me, "tell this young man what you are and what you want."
"I am a set of holes to be used as my Master wishes and I want those holes to be used to pleasure anyone my Master commands," I replied, trying to have some confidence in my voice. I wanted this so badly but was so nervous.
