Slave Girl Sara

An old true story from before Covid, re written in the absence of much real time play, in 4 parts/

Tom Stays Over -- slave girl sara

I started to prepare dinner for when Sir and Daisy returned from shopping and their appointments at the dentist for a check-up.

You know I was once told by a boy, years ago, if you became a slave your Master had your front top and lower teeth removed, how many depended on the thickness of his cock, It was so he fit snuggly in your mouth.

I asked Daisy about it on my first day, she said if she told me she would have to spank me, well, I needed to know......

My phone rang, "sara, set another place for dinner, we have a guest staying with us."

"Yes of course Sir, safe journey home Sir."

Wow, I tingled, it was not so much the thought of maybe being fucked by someone new who stayed but more making my Sir proud of me, that said, I do enjoy the fucking`s, lol.

I followed all Daisy`s instructions to the letter, put the chicken in the oven and write down the time it went in and I worked out it needed 2 hours 10 minutes.

Par boiled some potatoes, 15 minutes, then put them in the melted duck fat ready to put in the oven.

Peel carrots and turnip, now that was hard to peel and cut up.

We would use frozen peas, sweetcorn, and runner beans,

I heard the car and rushed to the door to greet them.

"sara, this is Tom, my nephew from Norwich, he will stay with us a few nights whilst he looks around a few university`s he has options on.

Take him upstairs to the second guest room and make him welcome."

I shook his hand, "Welcome Tom may I call you that?"

I asked Tom but looked at Sir for the answer, he nodded.

I went to pick up his case. "That`s ok sara I`ll take it, it`s quite heavy."

"No need to rush sara I`ll sort dinner."

"Thank you Miss Daisy."

Right, how would I describe Tom, well he must be 18/19 if looking at college options but looks a lot younger and Sir would not have said "Make him Welcome" had he been younger, gorgeous blonde hair, not scruffy, but well, attractive.

A little taller than me, so 5`7" or 8"

Maybe 9 stone, certainly not a fatty.

The odd boy spot!

The best bits I will have to write about as I see them.

"How long have you been here sara?"

"Just 7 weeks Sir."

"Awww that's nice calling me Sir, would you like to call me Tom?"

"Please may I call you Sir for most of the time and maybe the odd time if we are alone, Tom?"

He chuckled, "Yes of course sara. Would you like to ask me anything?"

I thought a few secs, "Have you any brothers or sisters Sir?"

"Yes 2 older sisters."

"Do you spank them Sir?"

"Well, being a man now I could belt them too, but in answer to your question, yes, but only very occasionally."

"May I ask, oh, it does not matter?"

"Ask."

"Sir, do you, erm, do them Sir?"

Again he chuckled, "Maybe."

I unpacked his case, nice stuff, jockey shorts, not underpants, striped pyjamas, new socks....

"Can I run you a bath Sir or give you a shower?"

"

He stared at me, looking embarrassed, "I think I will shower.

I walked towards him and started to lift his jumper up.

"I can manage thank you."

"Please Sir, please let me undress you or I will be in trouble."

He relaxed, jumper off, shirt unbuttoned and removed, belt unbuckled and that gave me a right tingle.

His jeans were the button fly so I nudged his willy with everyone I undid and them removed them.

I hooked into each side of his jockey shorts like my mum used to do with my knickers when I was about to go over her knee, and lowered them, he kindly stepped out of them. He was not wearing socks.

So back to describing him, I`d say a young man`s torso, very lean with a few blonde hairs on his chest.

A flat tummy with hair starting just below his tummy button leading to a cute slack willy.

I stripped naked and went to turn the shower on.

Make that a semi stiff willy now, hehehe.

"Why did you strip sara?"

"So I can shower you Sir."

"You're not my mother and I`m not a child."

"Oh Sir, your mother would not shower you like I am going to."

I turned the shower on, waited till it warmed up and reached back to hold his willy and led him in.

I put some shower gel on the scrunchy and soaped and washed his back and bottom.

I did his chest and he lifted his arms so I could wash under them.

Then each leg to the top just flicking his balls with the scrunchy.

Now for the main course, i washed his ball sack and lifted his shaft out of the way, then rubbed his shaft.

I put the scrunch down to rinse his willy off.

I knelt down in front of his cock, opened my mouth, and stared up at him, he stood still.

I leaned forward and licked his cock and then rocked back on my heals.

"Would you do it please, so I don't hurt you."

I sucked him in and rubbed his shaft with my right hand, my left was between my own legs

He did not take long before I felt his surge, I cum too as I drank his.

I washed him off and swilled myself off and led him out and dried him thoroughly, it was a little chilly and my nipples reacted to that, I took his hands and placed one on each nipple.

Nothing progressed so I dressed him then dressed myself.

As we were leaving he reached for my arm and turned me around.

"Thank you sara, that was, well it`s the first, I have never...."

I put my finger to his lips, "Shhhhh Sir."

I knew it was his first time, I could not wait to be his bed warmer.

As we went to the lounge Sir Don raised his eyebrows and I nodded, he smiled and patted my bottom as I walked past him.

We had dinner and I, put the coffee percolator on, cleared the table, and filled the dishwasher.

Got 3 coffee orders plus one for me and took them into the lounge to the others.

We talked about different universities both local and in our area.

"8.50 sara, who would you like to bath you?"

I knew he would ask, I just knew, so I was ready.

"Surprise me please Sir."

I jumped up, ran out of the room, and up the stairs to my room.

I set my bath running, put extra magic bubbles in and got undressed.

The hall clock chimed 9.00 so I stood next to my bath and closed my eyes in excitement.

Who would it be, Sir, very thorough and concentrates on the job in hand, Daisy, full of gossip and good for checking if I need any fluff shaving off, or Tom who......

"Surprise, surprise." I opened my eyes; it was all three.

"We wanted to include you in our chat sara, so here we are."

"Oh thank you Sir." Not sarcasm but genuine pleasure.

Sir pulled up the bathroom stool, Miss knelt to bath me, and Tom rested against my sink.

The bubbles had disappeared, the water had long since been hot, my nipples on end and teeth chattering, ok, maybe exaggerated but it was a little cold.

Tom noticed, "Are you cold sara?"

Daisy pinged my nipples, "She sure is."

Sir and Tom went downstairs, and Daisy dried me.

To those of you reading this thinking it's a bit strange a 21-year-old girl/young lady being bathed and dried by an adult, well to people like us and the Daddy`s with little ones, its just part of our amazing lifestyle.

"Right sara into Tim`s bed, I don`t think he will be long, and I know you will be gentle with him. Would you like a drink and cookie bringing up?"

"No i`ll be fine thank you Miss."

I put my arms around her neck and hugged her, tears rolled down my cheeks, no reason.

Daisy wiped them away with her hanky, so much like what my mum would do.

Do you remember when you had a dirty face how your mum took out her hanky, spit on it, and wiped your face clean, bet they don't do that now, cept my mum of course.

Daisy went down as the clock chimed the half hour and I sat at my dressing table dried my hair, a bit of make-up on, deodorant under my arms and my favourite perfume I only allow myself 2 squirts of, one between my breasts and one below my tummy button.

The 2 squirts places obviously differ depending on the occasion.

It was 9.50, I walked down the corridor to Tom`s bedroom, turned on the bedside cabinet light and lay in bed, covers open.

I had just settled and was thinking of what I was going to do when I heard footsteps on the landing, then outside my door, then in walked Tom.

I just lay as he stood as if he was stuck to the spot.

"May I undress you Sir?"

He nodded, he was soon naked the events had given rise, to a rise!

"I am sorry I was in bed without permission Sir, will I be spanked?"

"Yes of course sara, I must uphold my uncle`s house discipline, bring the dresser stool over here."

Once in position Tom sat and I moved to his left-hand side.

"How, pray tell did you know I was left-handed sara?"

"You held your coffee cup in your left hand, Sir."

I bent over his bare knees with my bottom well up in the air, not for his spanking benefit, but so my clit was right above his pointing up cock.

He rubbed my bottom, then to top of my legs, then back to my fading Maintenance stripes.

"I did not know Uncle Don caned you sara, had you been naughty?"

"No Sir, it was from my maintenance on Sunday?"

He slapped on cheek then the other and gradually got into a rhythm, not hard by any means, I began to sob and then cry, no pain, he was not spanking hard enough, but so he felt I had been suitably punished.

It worked and I was stood up, he stood up too and then I kneeled.

" May I thank you Sir."

"Yes you may, any biting and you will feel my belt."

Note to self, remember to bite his cock in the morning.

I did not want to suck him to a cum so when he was hard I stood and led him by his cock to lay on his bed.

Once on his back, "Permission to mount Sir?" WTF did that come from?

"You may."

I skilfully put him a sheath on and got on top of him.

Once riding I lifted his hands onto my taught girly nipples and led him in the squeezing till I shrieked, that must have been his signal to cum, my hands hit my clit so I cum with him, what a shaker it was, I collapsed on top of him and he cuddled me back to the here and now.

I kept waking him, a suck, a wank, spoons, until morning.

I took him for his shower and accidently bit his cock.

He cum, I swallowed, and I finished washing and drying him.

"I did promise you a belting sara if your teeth bit me."

"Yes Sir, I bent double and put the palm of my hands on the floor, legs wide for his perfect view.

"Ten, now count them." It`s as though he was reading a manual.

B*gger, I missed number 5 so he started again.

"10 thank you Sir"

It obviously excited him as I was soon latched onto his cock thanking him.

I dressed him and went down for breakfast.

"Are you not dressing sara?"

"No Sir I remain naked until after breakfast in case I am needed."

"Needed?" as soon as he said it he realised," Ah yes, right."

"Looks like you were a naughty Girl sara, what happened?"

Before I could speak Tom spoke.

"It was something and nothing uncle, I had to spank her too, but rest assured all has been dealt with."

After breakfast Tom packed his overnight bag, kissed my cheeks and Sir and Daisy saw him to the door.

I knew for sure the position I needed to be in when they returned, over the counter.

As they entered the kitchen area I heard Sir unbuckling his belt and Daisy undid her gown and dropped it to the floor.

She used the kitchen stool and climbed onto the counter, by the first whoosh of Sirs belt my face was buried into her pussy.

"Just so you do not get confused sara, this is how a proper belting feels."

No easy to say "Yes Sir." When in the position I was in, so just raised my bottom higher.

"I knew you would agree."