Chapter 3 Process Hang
Jan 16 2016:
The True Master
Opening my eyes I was treated to the same dream I had woken to every morning for the past week. Kate was in my lap, her mouth around my cock slowly moving up and down brining me out of my sleep. Looking up to see that I was awake I saw a mischievous glint in her eyes and she quickened her pace. I remained still and let her work acutely aware that only one of her hands was at my cock the other between her own legs. The act of giving head was almost enough to send her into the throws of an orgasm only my order keeping it at bay.
Not being an active participant in the morning routine I was able to hold off for quite a long time as she moved up and down on my cock the only sounds in the room the ones of her effort. Near my limit I grabbed Kate's head and held her still for a moment my entire cock in her throat and her face pressed up against me. Kate unable to move purred causing her entire throat to vibrate around my cock, losing control I shot down her throat and groaned, my arm fell from her head and Kate pressed herself further onto my cock even as her eyes began to water. Her throat pulsed as she swallowed and I almost wished we could go for another round but in the past few days I had been sexed to the point where I needed a little time to recover. Not that I was complaining.
As I softened Kate slowly extricated herself from me and with a sigh she let my cock slip from her mouth and she sat up displaying her wonderful body to me.
"Good morning Master!" She said looking pleased with herself at the mornings work.
"You know I didn't used to be a morning person but with you here waking me up every morning." I trialed off and let my hands move up to rest on her waist.
Kate giggled and lay down next to me pushing her wonderful breasts up against my chest.
"It's your fault Master! Your dick is always hard in the morning, how can I resist?" She asked.
I pulled Kate up on top of me so we were facing one another her form on top of my own like the worlds sexiest blanket. "Well I really don't want you too." I said. I could feel her arousal on me now her snatch practically dripping the liquid streaming from her down my leg to the well-used bedsheets below us. I had had to clean them every day this week so far.
The fact that she was this wet just from giving me a blowjob was a satisfying a gratifyingly dominate male thing, programmed or not having a woman this excited just by being submissive did wonderful things to my libido. Moving quickly I grabbed Kate's arms and rolling put her small form beneath my own.
Her hair splayed out over the sheets and her own look of surprise were beautiful. She bit her lip and looked up at me with the same hungry look I imagined had been on my own face when she was on top of me.
"Your turn." I said and I slowly moved forward my now once again hardened dick posed at her entrance teasing her by just brushing it.
Kate smiled and reaching out wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me down for a sizzling kiss as I slid into her. She groaned in content as I entered her and slowly began to move in and out keeping the steady pace I knew would quickly have her on the edge begging for her orgasm. Breaking apart from the kiss I lowered my mouth to her neck and began to nip at her skin, something I had discovered would very quickly drive her wild.
I quickened my pace and Kate moaned as I began to thrust into her with some force. She liked it however I did it with her but rough and fast almost like rutting animals seemed to be the method she preferred if her begging and groans were anything to go by.
"Master!" She breathed. She was on the edge already and I could feel the muscles of her abdomen and around my dick pulsing as she held her
"Not yet slave." I whispered giving her earlobe a nip.
She groaned and her hips started moving up on their own driving me deeper and more forcefully into her. She continued to hold off the orgasm though, and once again the fleeting thought went through my mind that what I was doing was wrong. A woman like Kate with her perfect breasts, perfect hair, perfect ass, and perfect skin. A woman like Kate who was submissive to my every desire and want, waking me up with a blowjob every morning and fucking me at night until we both fell asleep. All of it was fake, she was designed to be this way to be alluring and submissive. Her very mind and body had been taken from her and transformed. The real Kate still buried underneath all of that if she even was still alive probably hated me.
"Master!" Kate froze, her entire body held rigid she clamped down on me and I came.
"Now." I said and Kate screamed the orgasm ripping through her body bucking up on me driving my cock into her as I came and she pulled herself up grinding her breasts to my chest squeezing my cock for all that it was worth.
I collapsed to the side while Kate still twitching remained where she was for a few moments before turning to look at me.
"I'm going to die if this is how I'm going to wake up every day." I said as I brushed a hair out of her face.
Kate smiled. "I'll take that as a compliment Master." She said.
"I think I'm going to go back to sleep though." I said yawning.
"Not today Master!" Said Kate and rolling away from me she hopped off of the bed. She was always energetic in the morning, and I blamed the chip for that no one should be happy like that this early.
I groaned but nodded. "I did promise didn't I." I said.
"Beth will be here in 30 minutes Master. I should have woken you up earlier." She said.
"It's fine." I said and getting out of the bed pulled her into a hug.
"If we take a shower together can you behave? We are on a schedule." I said.
Kate nodded her head her face set as she promised not to do anything funny in the shower. She broke that promise the moment we stepped under the hot water and I had absolutely no intention of ordering her to stop.
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Kate was excited, she was trying to hide it but I could tell. She was bouncing up and down and talking a tad bit more quickly than. She had for the past week been naked most of the time only grudgingly putting on my old sweat shorts and t shirts when Beth came to check on us and even those were usually missing within a few minutes. Which was why she was excited now that we were going shopping for appropriate clothes something which Beth's company would be advantageous Kate not liking my utilitarian sense of style.
Beth had been annoying at first during her weekend stay at my apartment to watch Kate and make sure I didn't do anything too inappropriate. She had to leave on Monday though going back to work which she did with hesitation some hesitation. I had called in to work and taken my first vacation days in three years so I had the week.