*Thanks for visiting Part 02! I suggest reading Part 01 first, as the introduction is there and the setup takes place.*
*again, all characters are over 18*
To my surprise, there's a lot more to living with a sex slave than I thought.
First, there was the messy situation with her job. Katelyn worked as a waitress at a bar down the road, but they had a lot of hesitation about letting her quit her job over the phone. Turns out, she was one of their best employees, so they didn't want to let her go. I would have normally felt bad about her missing out on the raises they were offering her had the situation been different. Katelyn said repeatedly she wanted to quit and cater to my every need, and any time I tried to tell her she could work if she wanted to, she'd ignore me.
"Master, please. You know you want to see me on my knees waiting for you by the door every day when you get home from work."
Well, if you put it that way...
There was also her family, which turned out to be a bigger issue than I thought. Her brothers were pissed that they didn't get to be involved. I ended up meeting Katelyn's Mom, who, despite her obvious frustration and anger over the situation, decided I was good for Katelyn.
"You didn't completely ruin her," she told me. "You didn't get rid of that girl's beautiful head on her shoulders."
Then of course, there's clothes. Since I changed her body, nothing she owned fit. Katelyn insisted that I do not pay for any of her new clothes, but instead she use the existing money she had to pay for new outfits and clothes. Turns out, she had been secretly looking forward to this, because she came home with hundreds of dollars worth of lingerie, costumes, and other sexy items to wear around the house.
I went back to work on the Tuesday, and decided to get the ball rolling on expanding my company. It was another purchase I made after my parents died, and so far, it had been succeeding. I was looking at potentially expanding into another U.S. Midwest State, something which I know would have made Katelyn happy, seeing as she had a strong desire to move. Knowing that could take months, even years to happen, I decided it was best to start soon and assign some staff to look into it deeper.
Besides, I was getting a very distracting show from all of the selfies Katelyn was sending me. She asked me to pick my favourite. How could I not say all of them? She was now a perfect 10, she could have made a potato sack look sexy.
After my first day back at work, I pulled into the driveway, and checked the mail, like I normally do after work. It was a bit surprising to see there was no mail, considering I had just been gone for five days or so.
I unlock the front door to my house, and sure enough, Katelyn was kneeling on the floor, wearing a sexy maid costume.
"Hello, Master," she said seductively. "I've been waiting all day for you."
The white fabric barely covering her body swayed with her tits as she shook them side to side and smiled. The bulge in my pants quickly formed.
"Would you like me to pleasure you now, or after I make you supper?" She asked.
"I don't know if I should have dessert before we eat..." I said jokingly.
She smiled, "Well, I could make you supper, and then suck your cock while you eat. Or you fuck me now, and then we eat together before round two. Your choice, Master."
I was getting more and more used to this bombshell calling me Master.
She crawled closer to me, and used her mouth to tease my cock through my pants. "What's it going to be, Master?" She smiled.
I could hardly contain myself. "Bedroom, now!"
She began to turn around and crawl to the bedroom in front of me, slowly. She wasn't wearing any thong or panties, so I could tell she was really wet, almost dripping on the floor.
She crawled on top of the bed and put her ass up in the air, wiggling it to tease me.
"Put that cock inside me Master, and don't take it out," she said.
"I thought I was the one in charge, here?" I said, unbuckling my belt and sliding my jeans off.
"Take charge, then. Make me your dirty whore tonight. Behind closed doors, I'm your nasty slut. Fuck my brains out, Master."
'Jesus,' I thought to myself. 'Is that the potion talking?'
Instead, I smiled. "You, young lady, are going to learn to be patient."
I knelt to the ground and rubbed my nose against her clit. She moaned and gasped before I stuck my tongue out and started eating out her pussy.
"Oh, God yes," she muttered. I buried my face deep into her pussy. I was sticking my tongue as deep as it could go into her pussy.
She moaned loud and cried out as she came. I pulled back and she squirted on my face. Normally, I'd be a little grossed out, but it was really fucking hot.
"Yes, Master, make me cum again. I fucking need it," Katelyn begged.
"Are you going to be a good little slut for me, Katelyn?" I asked.
"Mmm, the only the best for you, Master," she moaned.
I slid my cock into her pussy and fucked her from behind. Her moans were loud and constant, crying out multiple times to indicate she was cumming. I kept my pace constant, and smacked her ass hard while I fucked her.
"You own me, Master, I love being your whore," she muttered between moans. "God yes, you're fucking me like a stud. I need that cum inside of me, please Master..."
Sure enough, soon after, I was cumming inside of her pussy. I was spurting cum as I held it inside her. She started rocking her hips back and forth as she continued to take all of my cum into her pussy.
"Thank you, Master," Katelyn looked at me and smiled.
She got up, and kissed me. Then walked to the kitchen to start making supper, showing off her sexy maid outfit one more time.
'I should be the one thanking her,' I thought.
***
Katelyn was not the best cook, but she honestly tried. I could tell she was stressing about it quite a bit, and I'm not going to act like I'm a great cook either. She was trying to be a perfect house wife, but in a more submissive way.
I hardly noticed when I got home, but she had made the entire house spotless. It more clean in that home than the day I bought it. She even made the bed, and that NEVER happens. She was the one who got the mail earlier, just because she wanted to make it easier for me after work. She started doing that every day.
On top of my new, yet obvious responsibilities, I was starting to really like her. Away from the sex, she was the same sweet girl I met at the music festival, and knew in High School. I made sure she still got to do things she wanted to do before she became my slave, like paint, and draw, and watch trashy reality TV shows. One weekend, I cleared out my spare bedroom to make her an art studio. I thought she was going to cry, but instead she gave me the strongest hug, and thanked me profusely. Any kind gesture I gave her set her over the edge, and she made sure I knew she was thankful.
Slowly, but surely, her cooking was getting better. One night, she made steak, and it nearly melted in my mouth. I couldn't believe it. I was also eating healthier than I had ever eaten, so I was actually losing weight, but gaining muscle. Katelyn would go for walks during the day if she wasn't cleaning, and she was really lean and strong, but still maintained her juicy tits and ass the way I wanted them.
Her birthday was coming up. I remembered her saying she didn't want to be in her slave state for her birthday, so I had to figure out how to get her out of it.
I asked her one night point-blank, "What do you want for your birthday?"
She responded how I was used to by now, "your cum, all over me," with her laughing at the end.
"I'm serious, Katelyn. What do you want?"
"I.. I don't know..." she stuttered. I could tell that she was very confused. She hadn't thought about anything related to herself in nearly a month, only how to pleasure me both sexually and by basically being a maid and personal chef I didn't pay for.
"Why don't you tell me how to reverse the potion for a day," I asked.
Her eyes widened. "Why would you do that? I love being your slave, Master."
"You asked for this before the potion, remember?"
"No... I don't remember anything before the potion..." she was getting upset, I could tell.
"Don't worry about it, Katelyn. I will figure it out." That calmed her down a little, but even after some mind blowing sex, she slept poorly that night.
The next day, I visited her Mom again.
Rita was a troubled woman. Her husband left her when Katelyn was a child, and ultimately dreaded the day someone would come and complete the curse on her only daughter and youngest child. I got the sense she didn't hate me, but didn't like me based on the circumstances. I think if we met any other way, Rita and I would have a great relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend's Mom.
When I visited her apartment, the inside had looked even worse than the day I picked Katelyn up to live with me. It was pretty apparent she was drinking almost daily, but she was sobered up fast when I asked her how I could reverse the curse for a night for Katelyn's birthday.
"I honest to God never thought I'd see you again, let alone you ask me that," she said excitedly. "How is she?"
"She's great, I think her mind has slowly gotten used to the whole slave thing, but I want to give her a day off. We talked about it before the potion, it's what she wanted then, and I think it's important I honour that."
"I'm so glad you are honouring that for her," she said, choking up. "I don't think I could see her, but please tell her I love her and that I'm thinking of her." I made a mental note to do so.
Rita began searching through one of her many disorganized cupboards to try and find something in particular. I was hoping it was as easy as another potion, but turns out, it was a powdery substance in a small zipped-up bag.
"Is that, cocaine?" I asked.
"Hell no. It's a powder you put into her water or coffee, whatever she drinks the morning you want her back to normal. She won't be able to taste it, but between you and me, it tastes like shit," she let out a laugh before wheezing and coughing.
How could such a sexy woman like Katelyn come from Rita? I was maybe being too hard on Rita, but it was nasty watching her cough up a lung.
"My apologies, should lay off the cigarettes," Rita said.
