* SIX WEEKS LATER *
Brooke waited by the door, on her knees, wearing a black maid costume. Her hands rested behind her back, her high heels dangling at her toes. It had been a week since Peter last switched her to being a slave, but this time, she hadn't been changed back. He would be home anytime from his first day at University, and Brooke wanted to ensure her Master was served accordingly.
Meanwhile, Peter was scrolling through his phone, walking to his new apartment, where he and Brooke moved about a month ago. His parents couldn't believe he was moving out, especially with a girl like Brooke, but Peter had enough money to convince his parents that it was worthwhile. They didn't know it, but Peter used his magic to generate enough money to purchase the entire building and then used it again to convince the greedy piece of shit that owned it previously to sell well below asking price. This allowed Brooke to move off campus and made it MORE than clear how thankful she was to Peter.
Peter crossed the street, walking towards the apartment complex, a modest building that housed four large apartments. Rent would have customarily cost thousands, but Peter decided to allow fellow students to move in at a significant discount. That said, those students were all female. Peter liked being the rooster in the hen house. He didn't use his magic on any of his tenants, but the thought certainly crossed his mind, especially when a curvy ginger named Sam moved across the hall...
Regardless, Peter was happy with his life. Brooke woke him up each morning with a blow job and welcomed him home to sex. They usually fucked once more before bed, so Peter was well cared for sexually. But still, Peter had many experiments he wanted to try with his powers. So long as he kept his green meter on his watch in good standing, which it usually was, why not have some fun?
Peter entered the apartment complex, and sure enough, his favorite tenant, Sam, was bent over, picking up a box in the hallway. She wore matching grey leggings and a sports bra, leaving nothing to the imagination. Peter took a moment to admire Sam's ass before she straightened up, turned around, and smiled at her landlord.
"Hey Peter, I didn't see you there," she said.
"Just got back from the first day," Peter replied. "You're still moving stuff in?"
Sam rolled her eyes and smirked. "My Mom sent more of my shit from home. It's like she wants to eliminate all traces of me."
Peter smiled. "Well, I hope the unpacking goes well." Peter walked towards his apartment door and inserted the key. "I'll see you around."
"Likewise," Sam replied before swinging her door open with one hand, holding her box in the other, and entering her apartment.
Peter walked in the door and closed it behind him. He turned around and saw Brooke on the ground, kneeling and smiling.
"Hello, Master. How was your first day?" Brooke beamed.
"It wasn't so bad, but I think it's about to get much better," Peter smiled. Brooke pressed her chest forward, sticking her tits out even further. "Looks like you've been a good girl today."
Brooke nodded quickly. "I'm always your good girl, Master. I can't wait to serve you."
Peter unbuckled his belt. "Well, I suppose you best get started then." He winked, pulling the belt off of his waist. He wrapped the belt around Brooke's neck to simulate a collar and a leash, causing Brooke's eyes to flutter. It turned her on remarkably.
"T-thank you, Master," Brooke stammered. "M-may I suck your cock?"
"You may, my slave," Peter replied, unbuttoning his pants and freeing his boxer shorts.
Brooke did the rest, pulling his boxers off, revealing Peter's eight-inch member that Brooke fantasized about almost every minute of every day. She inserted Peter's cock into her mouth and sucked hungrily on it, bobbing her head quickly.
The sounds of Brooke gagging on Peter's cock filled the room. Peter closed his eyes and sighed, loving the warmth of Brooke's mouth on his cock. He thrust his hips back and forth, pushing his cock into her waiting mouth, making her gag more. Her eyes were unwavering as Brooke looked up at her Master, utterly devoted to his pleasure.
Peter pulled his cock out of Brooke's mouth, allowing her to catch her breath. A smile formed on Brooke's face. "Thank you, Master. I love when you fuck my mouth, it makes me so wet."
Peter smiled. "Bend over the couch, my little slut. I'm ready to fuck that cunt."
Brooke's smile got wider as she obeyed her Master. She stood up, wobbled on her high heels slightly, and strolled to the couch, ensuring her heels clacked on the hardwood floor towards the couch, swaying her ass as she placed her hands gently on the couch. She arched her back, exposing her bare pussy and ass to Peter.
"I'm glad you followed my no panties rule, slave," Peter said with a smile while he rubbed his cock lightly, following his slut to the couch.
Brooke turned her head to him and smiled. "Of course, Master. I needed to look perfect for you today." She groped her tits through her maid costume. "Now, please fuck me. I need it so bad, Master."
Peter rubbed his cock against the opening of Brooke's pussy. She cried out and moaned softly. "You weren't kidding. It's a waterfall down there," Peter teased.
He slid his cock deep inside of Brooke's pussy. She let out a long moan and came nearly instantly as Peter slid his entire length into her.
Peter grabbed Brooke's hips and pumped his cock into her from behind. He slapped her ass hard as he fucked her, causing Brooke to gasp and moan in delight while her Master filled her pussy.
"Fuck yes, Master, I love it. Don't stop," she muttered. "I'm all fucking yours, Master."
Peter pulled her hair tightly, causing Brooke to moan at a higher pitch and close her eyes. Soon after, Peter felt his slave's cum squirt onto his cock.
He pulled out and sat on the couch. Brooke quickly straddled him and guided his cock into her pussy. She rode him slowly at first, pulling her maid lingerie dress down to expose her large breasts.
"Mmmm, I love the feeling of your big cock deep inside my tight pussy Master," Brooke beamed while she rode Peter. "It's all I think about every day. I'm so happy to be your slave."
She increased her pace. Peter gripped her ass tightly, urging her to rock her hips faster.
"Please suck on my tits, Master," Brooke pleaded as her nipples hardened. "Enjoy my body. I'm all yours."
Peter obliged, placing Brooke's left nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. Brooke looked skyward and let out a long moan. It wasn't long before Peter felt another rush of Brooke's juices spraying onto his cock.
As Peter switched his mouth from Brooke's left nipple to her right, he gripped her hips tighter and thrust his cock into her from beneath. He aggressively sucked on Brooke's tits while fucking her.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD," Brooke uttered, pressing Peter deeper into her tits, smothering him. He fucked her harder.
Brooke cried out and moaned, cumming hard on Peter's cock. He groaned, too, but her tasty breasts muffled it. Without warning, Peter shot strands of his cum inside Brooke's waiting pussy.
Brooke giggled as she moaned. "Thank you, Master. That cum feels so good inside my pussy." She slowly got off of Peter. She stood at attention with her hands behind her back. "What can I do for you next, Master?"
"Get ready, my pretty little slut," Peter grunted while pulling his pants back up. "We will be having company tonight."
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After Peter caught his breath and Brooke hurried to her room to get ready, he walked across the hall to Sam's apartment. He tapped on the door and waited, hoping she was still home. He heard footsteps towards the door, and Sam answered, but she was on the phone. She waved for Peter to come in and sit down while she took the call.
