Waking up the next morning was awkward, with my roommate eyeing me. Apparently, he was taking in my smoothly shaved slender legs and slim torso. It was weird being stared at, and he looked perturbed, but I decided, as I got up to get dressed, that I didn't care so much as I thought. I picked a pair of jean shorts that I thought looked cute, and a t-shirt.
"Damn dude... where's your hair?" He asked.
"My girlfriend didn't like it," I lied.
"What girlfriend? Is she a lesbian?"
"Nope," I answered, grinning. I got some looks around campus that day, but fuck it, does it really matter, I thought? I managed to get through a whole day of class, studying and doing homework, researching in the library. It was funny how calm I felt. I thought about maybe visiting Master in the afternoon, but decided to follow his instructions, and went to my dorm room to write an essay in the evening. For dinner, I simply opened a cup of plain yogurt, slipping my tongue over the top, luxuriating in that flavor. Thinking of my Master's cock, and when I'd get to taste it again. I thought about touching myself, but worried about wearing myself out before Saturday. I didn't usually worry, as I was such a nympho, I could cum daily multiple times, but I wanted to be fresh, and I didn't know just how many people would be at his store. I was getting nervous again. That night was a struggle to get to sleep, and when I did, Master was there, holding me close in the supermarket aisle, pressing his cock against me - I was naked below the waist, struggling to hide myself by pulling down my t-shirt, but Master had me pull it up and fucked me from behind, in front of all the patrons. It was the sweetest wet dream, and I loved the taste of my semen on my sheets. I hoped I'd still be good for the day...
Saturday couldn't cum fast enough and when it did I decided to get ready bright and early. Fuck 1PM. The store opened at noon, but I came at 10 AM, in my tightest cut-off jeans and a tight t-shirt. I had shaven my legs again, to keep them baby smooth. And my balls - I was baby smooth everywhere. I knocked on the door and waited, standing in the street hoping for a glimpse of Master. It was nerve racking, knowing anyone could see me outside his SEX STORE and wonder what I was up to. I didn't care. I needed inside, immediately...
Eventually a window on the second floor slid open and master popped his head out.
"I see, Cupcake decided to show up early."
I smiled up at him, I was so grateful. "I couldn't wait," I replied.
"I'll be right down."
A minute later he opened the door for me. I kissed him hard, I had to. I needed our tongues together, and he lifted me up in a tight hug, caressing my ass. Instant erection. I had a sword in my pocket.
"Mmmm, hold on sugar," he said, as out lips parted, "I have a little business to attend to."
He went back upstairs and soon came back down - with a gorgeous young woman holding his hand. She had a tight black yoga outfit, and straight brown hair down past her shoulders. Dark eyes, high cheekbones, the lines down her torso were perfectly toned curves. She was a ten.
"Steve, this is Jenny," he explained as he pulled her in close. He cupped her ass, squeezing it. How did he know my name?
"Jenny and I had a workout session this morning, didn't we?"
"Yes daddy.." she breathed, beaming at him.
"And what did we work out mostly?"
"...My pussy, daddy.."
"That's right," Master cooed and brought his big strong hand over her trembling camel toe, pressing it with big, slow strokes. "Lots of stretching exercises." Jenny sucked in air, struggling to breathe as he worked her pussy.
"Are you gonna wet your clean yoga pants, sweetie?" he cooed in her ear.
"Yes, please, Daddy!" she whimpered, her lithe body beginning to shake.
"You don't mind, gushing in your suit?"
"Hnnnn-h-h-h-h, Do it Daddy!", she scrunched her eyes shut as she focused on the pleasure.
"Ok, sweetie," Daddy's hands worked in deep, slow strokes, pulling her pussy up and down. Jenny closed her eyes and held herself up around his neck, opening her thigh gap wider. Master built up his practiced hands to an incredible frig on her little pussy, slamming and pulling at her lips with a loud, forceful popping, spanking her mercilessly, while holding her tight in his other arm. Her face made a perfect 'O' as she turned beet red and came. First she wailed, louder and louder. Then she gushed liquid, through her yoga pants, all over Master's hand, and sprinkled rain all over the floor. Master never relented, just furiously masturbating her slippery, tender folds, as she struggled to stay upright and sentient. Her wailing became a scream and then a series of stilted grunts and cries as her eyes watered, and all the strength left her body. Master's hand made splish splash noises as he slammed her pussy. She slumped against him, as the only thing holding her up were his two big arms, one firmly clutching between her legs from behind, and the other wildly molesting her cumming pussy.
I watched transfixed as the moment lasted. Master frigged Jenny's overly stimulated sex, as she shuddered and spasmed, the pleasure rolling over her in waves. Her sexy, clean yoga outfit was now soaked at the crotch with little rivers running down her legs.
"You're still gushing," Master cooed in her ear.
"YES! DADDY!!" Jenny wailed.
"You're such a good girl," his strong hands still worked her pussy, slower and harder now. "I love how you cum for me... You love how you cum for me, Jenny?"
"YEESSSSS!!!!!"
"Hmmm? Yes, what, Jenny?" He sped his pace again.
"YE-E-E-E-SS-S-S-S-S D-A-D-D-I-E-E-E-E-E-EEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
"Good girl." Master gave her a few more deep strokes before he released her throbbing sex to push his fingers deep into her eager mouth. She gratefully sucked her nectar, taking his fingers to the hilt, and he pulled his fingers free with a pop.
"You are so much fun, little girl." Master let the young lady recover for a moment. When she stopped trembling, he gave her ass a hard smack and told her he had other business to attend to. Her eyes flicked my way before she made a timid rush for the door. Apparently, she was shy like me. Her face was a flushed beaming smile from ear to ear.
"You're gonna like that one, " Master winked at me. "She'll do anything to be a good girl, just like you. I would've let her work you, but you need to be fresh for our guests, later today."
I swallowed and my eyes drifted to his massive cock, noticeable through his black pajama pants, even without an erection.
"Sorry, sweetie, I'm all out at the moment. Jenny worked out every last drop of seed I had this morning. You'll just have to wait." Then, looking around the store, he added, "Might as well open early, we have a lot of work to do. Take your clothes off."
My heart fluttered as I stripped, while Master flipped on the store lights and turned the sign to OPEN. It was such a seedy little place, filled with sex toys and outfits - leather and nylon, rubber cocks, big and small in different colors. Something about looking at a wall of penises, even if they were fake, made me tremble with anticipation.
Master came to me and cupped my ass cheeks. "You look perfect. Come on." He led me to his lingerie section and pulled out a white thong, handing it to me. It followed a matching string lace bra that fit tightly over my little frame. The thin, silky material barely hid my erect cock. Master took a look at me and let his hands roam. He tweaked my nipples making them hard, and rubbed a thumb directly over the tip of my penis, where my precum was beginning to leak through the panties.
"No fair cumming yet," He ordered.
He then handed me white stockings and the metallic blonde wig from my video we had made two nights before. To complete the look, he gave me a pair of soft, angelic wings, trussed up around my shoulders.
"Perfect," he said smiling as he took in the view. His hands palmed the soft round orbs of my rear as he played with it through the stockings. The same hands that had worked Jenny into such a frenzy were now toying with my sensitive young body. My cock jumped, suddenly straighter.
"You just need something to complete the look," Master said and he led me to a row of silver buttplugs. "Bend over, sweetie." He pulled down my nylon stockings and thong panties and slipped a lubed finger in my asshole. He gave me a gentle fuck with it, rolling his finger around, as he lubed me up. He then picked a lovely, small silver plug with a butterfly on the end, and slowly coaxed it inside of me.
"There's my angel," he cooed. "You're going to make many men happy today. Are you ready for that?"
I looked him earnestly in the eye. "Yes, Master."
"Good, I think you're going to love it, yourself, and we'll make a ton of cash to boot." He toyed with my ass as he spoke. Just then the bell by the door rung and a grinning man stepped in.
"I know it's early, Bill, but I saw the sign said OPEN," the man grinned, looking at me.
Master's name was Bill... Master caressed my hip with the tips of his fingers. "It's early, but I thought we might start early, since Liliana was so eager to oblige us. Do you like her?"
"God yes, she's perfect!" the man gobbed. He was a bit overweight and disheveled. Also shaking in anticipation.
"She is perfect," Master Bill agreed, "Or nearly so. She still needs a little breaking in. She's still green." His fingers slithering gently across my ass made my cock jump again. Master noticed, as his hand lightly slid to the front of my panties, circling over my aching tip. "And, I don't want her cumming just yet. I want to save it for the show, later."
"Of course," the man stammered, eyes full of desire and curiosity.
I took in the news with a bright smile, learning that my approaching orgasm would be a show for many excited men. I immediately wondered if I might be laying upside down, raining my cum down on my own face as I had two nights before, alone in my dorm room. Ropes of cum in my open, horny mouth... I felt a rush of adrenaline as Master kept teasing the tip of my penis.
"She's fixing to burst right now. I gave her quite the show a moment ago. Jenny was here."
"Ohhhh, Jenny, yeah, she's amazing. Is she going to be here?"
"No. This is Liliana's day. But Nikki will be here to assist." Master turned to me with a smile. "She'll be here at 1 o'clock. You'll like her."
"Yes Master." How many girls did this guy have? Jesus!
Master continued, "But right now we have a customer, and I think he'd like to spend time with you, am I correct?"
