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The next day, Katelyn went back to being my mind-controlled slave. And yes, she put on the gag and collar, with nothing else. We fucked all day, and she still wanted more by the time it was time to go to bed. She was so turned on by the fact I had finally bought in to the whole idea of dominating her.
That said, I insisted we keep on our schedule. I would call her Katelyn six days a week, but Sundays were saved for her her day to be Slave. She embraced it.
On the work front, Amy put in her two weeks notice once we finalized the expansion to Colorado. When I asked if it had anything to do with her meeting Katelyn that weekend, she quickly shook her head.
"I decided to enroll into college," she said. "I start in the winter semester. I am really thankful for the opportunity to work and learn from you."
"That's great Amy. I'm very glad you could work for me, and I'm proud of you for pursuing your future," the 18-year-old brunette swallowed hard as I continued on. "If you need anything from me, please let me know."
"Thank you, Mr. Stan- I mean, Darnell," she blushed.
"We're getting there!" I teased.
By November, the building in Colorado was purchased. We got it for under market value, which means we were actually able to purchase it up front, without the need for a mortgage. I did, however, take out a loan in order to hire a crew to renovate and make the place look brand new. I figured a fresh start should be a genuine, fresh start.
Katelyn and I house hunted in Colorado every night. It was really hard, especially considering she said "I love it, Master," to every house I showed her. Finally, we settled on a house in a commuter town outside of Denver. It was far enough away that the house was fairly cheap, but close enough that we could drive to Denver without much hassle. We placed our bid and waited.
I also decided to make a significant purchase without Katelyn knowing. I wanted to ask her to marry me when she came out of her curse in December. I figured she say yes without even thinking about it, but just to be safe, I went back to her Mom, Rita, to ask for her permission.
She turned on the waterworks when I asked. "Of course you can," Rita sobbed. "I'm so glad she chose you."
Because her Dad wasn't in the picture, I also decided to ask her two older brothers, including Jeff, the one I two-punched at Katelyn's campsite back in July. It cost me a night out on the town and a lot of cash for them to buy beer, but both Jeff, and her other brother, Troy, who turned out to be a pretty nice dude in his own right, both agreed to let me marry Katelyn.
I turned 21 the first week of December. Katelyn didn't know my birthday, at least, I thought.
I woke up that morning to Katelyn completely naked, straddling me in reverse, sucking my cock. Her pussy and ass were right in my face as she moaned while sucking. Suction noises continued after I awoke until she popped my cock out of her mouth.
"Happy birthday, Master," she said, while wiggling her ass in my face. "I made sure to plan something extra special for you, today after work. But until then, just lay back, and let me suck you dry, Master."
I couldn't say no to that, but she did increase her pace while sucking my cock, mainly because I buried my face into her pussy and ate her out. She gagged as I came in her mouth, but she sucked all of my cum into her mouth while she grinded hard into my face. She orgasmed and moaned very loudly before getting up and looking at me on the bed.
"I'll save the rest for later," she smiled.
No one wants to work on their birthday, but especially not when their smoking-hot sex slave girlfriend was waiting to surprise you at home. The day dragged on forever, but at 4:30, I made my way home.
Snow was starting to fall, but because I walked to work that morning, I walked through the snow on the way home. It wasn't far, but it was enough time for me to look back and admire how much the last six months had changed my life for the better. I found love, I was growing my business, and I was finally going to move from this small town that kept me here for too long.
Life was good.
I unlocked the front door, but Katelyn wasn't kneeling at the door, or waiting on the couch. I closed the door, and saw a sticky-note with her handwriting.
"Call for 'your whore,'" it said with a winky face.
'Oh, this will be good,' I thought as I smiled, trying to contain my excitement.
"Where's my whore?" I yelled down the hallway.
I heard high heels hit hardwood, and as I sat down in the living room, Katelyn emerged from the hallway, wearing nothing but a black ball gag, a collar, black tape in the shape of X's over her nipples, black high-heeled boots that must have taken practice to walk in, and black leather gloves. She looked at me, expressionless, with her hands behind her back as she walked.
It was hot as hell.
She stopped in the middle of the room, and blinked at me, waving her body back and forth. I smiled, got up and walked a slow lap around her body. I smacked her ass, and her eyes widened in excitement.
But then, I noticed another sticky note, this time, on her lower back, where a tramp stamp would be.
"Insert here," it said.
I pulled it off of her, and showed it to her. She nodded her head excitedly.
'She wants to give me her ass for my birthday?' I thought.
Normally, I'd be really grossed out by anal. But it was apparent Katelyn got her asshole bleached, and she already had a sizable butt plug inside of her ass.
I pulled the plug out, showing it to her, and raised my eyebrows. She attempted to smile through the gag.
I removed the gag from her mouth and a bead of saliva followed the ball around her neck. She smiled at me. "What do you think, Master? Can I be your anal whore tonight?"
"Would you like to be, Slave?" I asked, feeling the time was appropriate to call her that instead of Katelyn.
She again nodded excitedly. "Please Master. I want you to fill all three of my holes with your cock. I love taking your cum, I want to feel it dripping out of my ass after you fuck me."
Oh shit, she was serious.
She dropped to her knees, and looked up at me with pleading eyes. I didn't know what to do with the butt plug, so I put it on her outstretched tongue. She sucked it into her mouth and sucked on it like a lollipop. 'If she's willing to do that, I guess I should be willing to put my cock in there too,' I thought.
She sucked on my cock for a very long time, ensuring it had enough lube to slide into her ass. She kept her hands behind her back for the whole time, and leaned forward to give me a good view of her ass. I was slowly buying in.
Finally, she got up, and bent over the end of the couch. Her feet were on the ground, her ass was up in the air, but her head was on the armrest, and her hands were behind her back.
"Please Master, fuck my tight little ass. I want you to stretch me. Make me your anal whore," she pleaded.
I pressed my cock against the edge of her ass. As I started to push into her ass, she gasped, and moaned, but didn't stop me. In fact, once I was all the way in, she began rocking herself back and forth. She was fucking her own ass on my cock.
"Mmm Master. It feels even better than I would have thought. My ass is all yours. Make me scream. I can take it."
Slowly, I built my pace into her ass. She moaned differently than when I fucked her normally, but Katelyn insisted I kept going.
"Fuck my ass Master. My pain is my pleasure. I want to feel that cum inside my virgin asshole..."
Eventually, I was fucking her ass the same pace I would have fucked her pussy. Her moans turned into loud grunts. I reached around her hips and rubbed her clit with my fingers. She howled in pleasure, and let out a scream when she came.
"Oh my God, Master. You're fucking me so good. Please cum inside of me, Master. Please, your whore wants it so bad..."
I blew buckets of cum into her ass. She moaned and giggled as I finished, pulling out my cock. She reached with two fingers to catch some of my cum, taking some and put it in her mouth.
She stood up, looked at me, and smiled.
"I hope you enjoyed your birthday present, Master. Before we continue, may I suck your cock? I'd like to feel your cum in my pussy as well, so I'll clean you off before we go again."
***
It was Christmas Eve. Rita asked me if Katelyn and I could make Christmas that night, so it was the third and final time I could change her back to normal before the new year.
The water went down easy for Katelyn that morning. I decided to have sex with her that morning to suppress her urges. And who am I to say no being woken up to sex?
Katelyn faded back into her normal self and smiled. She remembered my birthday very well.
"I hope you know I would have done that if you changed me back that day, too," she said while I looked at her in bewilderment. "Giving you my ass is a lot cheaper and more memorable than me buying you a gift."
"So, is that a recurring gift, you think?" I said with a joking smile.
But Katelyn nodded. "You can fuck my ass on your birthday every year, Darnell. Need me to write that down?"
"I think I'll remember," I said as we both laughed.
I invited Rita and Katelyn's brothers for Christmas supper that night. They arrived long before supper started. Katelyn dressed conservatively, but her physical appearance was still very noticeable. Her brothers gawked, but her Mom sighed.
"Katelyn, hunny, if this man of yours wants you to have tits like that, I'm glad it was under the curse. It saves you a ton of money on the chiropractor," she laughed.
'I didn't think of that,' I thought.
We ate and told stories for most of the night. Katelyn's brothers told us that their Dad had remarried, but once he told his new wife about the "Family Tradition," she got an IUD put in to prevent them from having kids. They made their Dad sound like a real dick.
"He's totally cheating on her," Troy said.
"That's nothing new," added Rita.
"So, I shouldn't meet him?" I asked.
"NO," they all said in unison, even Katelyn.
Everyone left at around eight o'clock or so. It was just me and Katelyn, sitting on the couch, drinking some wine I bought earlier that day.
I normally didn't celebrate Christmas, but while she was a slave, Katelyn insisted we put up a Christmas tree. She had trouble not staring at it when I switched her back to normal.
"It's just so beautiful," she admired.
"Not nearly as beautiful as you," I said.
Unnecessary brownie points were secured.
Katelyn and I waited until after everyone left to exchange presents. I opened up my gift from her, and lifted it up.
