Laying on our king size bed, remembering the last word's master said to me before he left this morning. "Tonight slave you be will learn what it means to be used by others." Those words have been invading my thoughts all morning.
"What does my master have in store for this slave? Tonight is your poker game, surely you must have misspoken! I have never been allowed to attend your games." I wonder as morning turns into afternoon.
Coming home for lunch as always, but today he bring home a friend. Master introduces him as Joe, a friend from work. I notice that he is a taller than Master by a couple of inches and he is a nice looking man, I suppose. He seems polite but his eyes say something different. They are dark with a hint of danger and I am weary of him. I do my best to avoid any eye contact with him. Master notices this of course as he hides a small grin behind his drink.
When Master has finished eating his lunch he looks over to me stating, "Baby Girl tonight the card game will be here in our home. Make sure there are drinks and snacks of all kinds. I will be home around four to set up the table and I will have a surprise for you as well."
Before Master leaves to go back to work, he tells Joe that he has to take care of something. Taking my hand in his, he leads me towards our playroom and I wonder what Master has in mind as the playroom door closes behind us. Suddenly I am surprised when in one fell swoop Master rips my dress from my body. Pushing my body to carpeted floor and as I lay there stunned I hear the tine's on his zipper slide down.
I become a little aroused as Master straddles my legs, but that changes to fear once I feel Master squeeze and pull apart my ass cheeks. Roughly invading my tight puckered rosebud without the benefit any lube. Pinching, prodding me with his hands, I feel Masters teeth biting my neck and shoulders hard enough to leave black and blue mark along my body. I realize he is no longer my loving gentle owner, but a man possessed as He continues His assault on my body.
Growling in a lust filled voice, "What have I told you about interacting with those that come to visit?"
Stunned, I don't know what to say, taking my silence as an act of disrespect. Master pull me up not to gently by my hair and lead me over to the exam table where he proceed to strap me in. Once Master has strapped my body down to the table, I watch with stunned eyes as Master grabs a jar of Icy Hot. As soon as I look into His eyes I know what He plans to do to me with it.
My breathing becomes labored and I begin to whimper only to hear Master say, "Whimpering will not save you."
When the first dab of the cool cream hits my clit. I begin to grind my hips wildly hoping to relieve some of the fire he have started within me.
Just when I think things could not get much worse, Master smiles wickedly as I renew my grinding and thrusting of my hips towards him. Then I feel more of the Icy Hot being spread on to the outer walls of my pussy lips. When I have screamed myself horse and cried my eyes out, Master walks away from me and returns with a warm soapy towel. Wiping my tortured pussy clean of the Icy Hot.
Kissing my face, tasting the tears I have shed for him . Master releases my body from the table. Softly whispering to me, "Later tonight you will understand why you have upset me slave be ready."
After you leave the playroom, I slide my body off the exam table on to the floor. I remain in the playroom until I am sure Master has left the house and taken Joe with him . Quickly showering so I can begin to prepare the food and drinks for your guests. All the guests for your poker game tonight I have never met and the thought of what Master has planned for tonight fills me with dread. My body shakes with fear as I am not one for being on display for anyone but my Master and thus far he has allowed this to continue .
I hear Master's footsteps coming through the front door and I look up at the clock and right way I sense something different about him . As master walks towards me I find myself
backing away from him . Before I can get out of arms reach I feel master snake his
hand around my arm pulling me closer to him and feel his lips begin to kiss my neck and face.
Before I know what is happening master have me out of my dress and over his knee as his hand rains down blows on my bare ass. The hard hits send both pain and pleasure though out my body I lay there whimpering as Master hit me harder. The last blow lands on my tender abused ass and Master pushes me off his lap onto the floor at his feet. I hear Masters voice ordering me to my knees.
Instantly obeying masters command, I place my head in Masters lap and being to undo his pants. Slowly with trembling fingers grasping Masters hard cock bringing it close to my open lips. Slowly I begin to suck on his hard cock moving from the tip down to the base of his shaft. Gagging when the tip touches the back of my throat and I feel master's hand tighten it's hold on my hair. I know he is about to cum, but instead of cumming in my mouth, pulling my head away at the last second as master shoots his hot cum over my face and chest.
"Go upstairs and shower baby girl, while I set up the poker table." Master tells me.
"Yes Master," I say as I stand and leave to do as ordered.
Turning on the water for the shower, I run my fingers though the cum on my face and taste your unique seed. Stepping into the running water I let the water run over my body. I still feel the heat of your hand prints on my ass as I wash my body. I know I must hurry and finish getting ready.
Finishing my shower and towelling my body, I enter the bedroom looking for the clothing I had placed on the bed. My clothes are put away and in their place is a beautiful box with a note to me:
You will wear these tonight baby girl, Master.
Opening the box I find a servant girl outfit, a black corset with white lace work at the top that leaves nothing to the imagination. My breasts almost push out of the top. The matching skirt is made of nice kid leather with a white lace petticoat underneath. The skirt barely covers my ass, just the way you like it. There are no panties which worries me and there is nothing I can do about it. Also in the box are a pair of thigh high stockings with a corset like design. Wondering how I am going to manage to dress myself, I hear a light knock at the bedroom door.
The door opens slowly and a women that I do not know walks in the bedroom.
"Your Master sent me up here to help you dress," she explains.
"Who are you?" I ask.
"My name is Katie," she answers adding, "I was asked to come up and help you."
I am a little worried about this unknown woman touching me, remembering what happened this morning and the punishment I received. I allow her to help me with putting on the corset and I feel her hands pulling on the laces. Stuffing my body ever so tightly in the corset. I feel her knee in the small of my back as she tightens the laces, forcing me to exhale my breath as the corset tightens.
Katie helps with the rest of my outfit and taking one stocking in her hand she rolls it up. I lift my foot of the floor and she slowly slides the stocking over my foot. Her hands carefully unwrap the stocking up my leg. I feel her hands smooth my stocking covered leg. When she is satisfied she does the same with the other stocking. Katie walks around my body and makes small adjustments to my clothes.
"Your Master wants you to wear these heels," Katie explained.
Holding them up I notice that they are a pair of high heeled leather Mary Jane's. A smile crosses my lips as I waste no time in strapping them on to my feet. Taking my hand in hers walking me to the mirror on my dresser. She helps me with my hair, I know Master loves my hair down but with the clothing Master has chosen Katie decides a french twist would look better and I agree.
I leave my face bare knowing how much Master likes to feel my skin with out make-up. I only apply a hint of lip shine to my lips, a nice peppermint flavor, it is Master's favorite as he like to suck my lips. Katie looks my at me deciding that I am ready to join Master and his guests. Standing a little unsteady in my heels, Katie holds my hand and we walk down the stairs to where my Master is waiting. Hearing the noise of my heels descending on the stairs I see Master turn and raise his head to the noise.
Master senses that I am nervous and he rises up from his chair and comes towards me. Katie lowers her head and places my hand in Masters out stretched hand. I stand on my trembling legs unable to breathe. I am so nervous that I have displeased Master somehow and only realise that My Master is pleased as a slight hint of a smile crosses his lips. Master reaches out for my hand and escorts me into the room where his guests are.
It is then that I become aware that there are at least nine other pairs of eyes watching me and they are appraising me! I try to hide my body behind Master as the eyes stare at my appearance and I feel Master tighten the hold of my hand in his hand. I stand with him