I worked quite slowly as I couldn't stop thinking about the beautiful Valerie. I was done with all housework downstairs and assumed I should continue upstairs. I started with my master's bedroom.
I could smell the scent of sex, that they had before Valerie came down to humiliate me. It turned me on, just thinking about my master fucking Valerie, imagining myself being forced to watch, like in the cuckold porn I had to watch. As I was about to change the bed, I couldn't resist smelling the sheets. The chastity cage prevented an erection.
I wanted to masturbate so desperately and wished I secretly had a spare key. Instead, I searched for an object to fuck myself with. I couldn't find anything at first as I got more desperate. Then I saw Valerie's handbag. It felt taboo to look into.
But I thought she would have no way to find out, and I was too horny to care about consequences. I found a hairbrush. I decided to fuck my ass with the back of it, it was quite thick.
As I was sluttily pleasuring myself, I was unaware that Valerie walked in and started watching me. Not much later I realized I was close to cumming somehow and realized I should stop before I do, as I was not allowed. But as I realized that I suddenly saw Valerie watching me.
I was startled, it turned me on, being watched, and doing such a taboo thing. But I was also afraid she'd tell my master. I already stopped fucking my ass, but because the situation and Valerie watching me turned me on so much, I suddenly still ejaculated a little. It wasn't, much, I hoped she didn't notice.
"What a naughty boy." She said as she slowly moved closer. I tried to hide my caged pecker between my legs. "Did you cum without permission?" she asked. I didn't respond, I was too afraid to. Surely she would tell my master and he'd punish me cruelly.
I was getting so afraid I just started crying. "So you did?" she asked.
"Yes," I admitted softly, still crying.
"And you used my hairbrush?"
"I'm sorry Mistress, I couldn't control my self." I started crying louder.
"It's okay, cutie, I forgive you." She said before she kissed me on the cheek and hugged me.
I was so relieved and grateful that she was consoling me. "So you won't tell master?"
"Probably not." She teased. "But I should punish you myself," she said as she grabbed the hairbrush.
I instinctively pushed my ass up and face down.
She spanked me a few times, I was used to much harder, so instead of hurting it just felt nice. And I was so glad that she'd do this for me. "Thank you."
"You're so damn cute like this." She said.
I blushed. She lay down on the bed and hugged me. I wasn't crying anymore, but I felt sorry and nervous. She was so nice for consoling me. We started talking some and she got curious. She was wondering how loyal I was.
"So, do you want to be his slave?"
I didn't know how to answer, maybe she was testing me or I was supposed to answer yes. "I don't know," I answered to be safe.
"By the way, as a clone, do you have memories from your past life?"
"Yes, actually uhh, no wait I'm sorry I'm not allowed to tell you," I said, being sure that master wouldn't allow me to tell her he's the clone. I was afraid she would try to get it out of me.
"Is this whole situation completely consensual?" She asked, letting the secret go.
I hesitated but was honest and stuttered a no.
"Has he been too cruel to you?"
I was too afraid to say yes, but I just started crying again. She'd know.
"I bet you'd rather be my slave, wouldn't you?"