It has been three days since Steve had me cuffed, hands and feet, to the leather bench in his sex dungeon and was the first person to ever fuck me in the arse. Since then my arse hasn't fully recovered, I'm still walking a little funny and sometimes it still hurts to sit down. The thing that really annoys me though, is the feeling of missing having something inside of my arse. Having spent so long with plugs in me it feels weird to not have one now.
I was having dinner with my mum and dad before heading off to my shift when my dad asks.
"So, I believe you went on a date the other night? Anyone nice?"
"Just a guy that came into work. He is very nice dad so don't worry." I replied.
"Oh, I'm not worried," He said, "I know my little girl can look after herself."
If only he knew what his little girl has been doing. He would probably disown me.
"Okay well I should get to work." I say quickly finishing my food, giving both my parents a kiss and heading out the door.
Finally at work, I say hi to most of the staff and to Sarah who said to me.
"You look happy today?"
"I don't look happy most days?" I replied.
"I don't know. The last few weeks you have seemed a little off. Maybe it is this new boy Myles?" She says with a smile.
"Maybe." I reply. Hoping that it is Myles and not the fact that I am coming to terms with being Steve's slave.
"Becky! In my office! Now!" Speak of the devil, Steve is calling me from the back of the restaurant.
I roll my eyes at Sarah and head towards him.
Once in, I lock the door and sit on the chair. The chair where my sexual blackmail started, where Steve first made me suck his fat dick.
"How have you been since our last meeting?" Steve asked.
Which confuses me, normally he talks to me as though I am a piece of shit. Now he is asking how I am feeling?
"Erm, I am okay I guess." I tell him looking at the ground.
"Good," He says and continues "I am leaving soon, so we will have to be quick."
Suddenly he is stood up and walking over to me.
Here we go again
I think to myself. I am no longer afraid at his advances and have almost gotten used to it. All I wondered was which hole he wanted to use. I don't think I am ready for another anal fucking.
Except it seems he just wants a blowjob right now as he picks up one of my hands and places it onto his belt.
Undoing it quickly, I pull down his trousers and his big cock, already rock hard bounces up at me.
Not wasting any time, I grip it in one hand, still amazed that I can't fit my hand all the way around. I lean forward and take the fat head into my mouth.
Gathering saliva on my tongue and whirling it around the head as I start to go back and forth with my lips wrapped around him, tasting his salty precum and feeling his cock flinching in mouth.
"Mmmmm fuck you are getting good at this." He moans to me, I look up and make eye contact, almost giving him a fake smile as I carry on bobbing up and down on his huge dick.
Luckily for me, he didn't take long. Quickly he was grunting and filling my mouth with a huge load of cum that I have now grown accustom to the taste.
Once he was finished he quickly sat back down and said.
"Right go back to work. And you are to go back to wearing no underwear. You do not need to wear the knickers I gave you until I next tell you too."
Without saying a word, I leave and carry on my shift as normal.
The next two nights were the same, I went to work, with no thong on. Got called into Steve's office, gave him a blowjob and swallowed his fat load. It seems he has no desire to fuck me this week, which I hate to admit but confused me. Was my pussy and arse not good enough for this pig?
I was growing worried that the other staff would think it is strange how often I am going to Steve's office, but Steve did not seem to care.
Then after my latest blowjob, swallowing his load and when he returned to his desk, Steve surprised me yet again.
"Have tomorrow night off." He said.
I looked up at him in disbelief, he was giving me a shift off, but why?
"I don't mind working master." I told him, to which he replied.
"No. Go and see that new boyfriend of yours. You will still get paid for your shift, you also will have the night after off, paid of course. But that day you will keep free, I have a few tasks for you."
Oh now I see, he wanted to give me a little reward so that he could punish me after it. What would it be this time? Another arse fucking, filling all of my holes with his cum? Who knows what this sick pervert wants.
I left his office and returned to work.
After an hour or so Sarah came up to me and asked.
"So, I heard you have been given the next two nights off?"
I looked at her and said.
"Yes, Steve has let me off, I am going on another date with Myles."
"Lucky bitch!" She said with a laugh.
I text Myles and he was very happy to learn that we can go out again and I couldn't wait to see him.
The Next Night
Myle and I were out, we had just had a meal and were now at a bar having a few drinks.
I wore a shirt black skirt and a black t-shirt and he was in a white t-shirt and jeans. He was so lovely to me and was a perfect gentleman, I don't know how I got so lucky to have him going on a date with me.
Towards the end of the night we were waiting for a taxi and I leant in and kissed him, soon my tongue was running against his and I could feel my horniness building up. Breaking the kiss I looked him in the eyes and said.
"We should go back to your place."
He smiled and replied.
"If you're sure?"
I just nodded and carried on kissing him.
After the taxi we were back at his apartment that he shared with a friend and we were lay on his bed. I was quick to take his clothes off and I could tell my pussy was soaking wet, ready for a good fucking.
He lay on top of me and I spread my legs, ready for his cock, looking down I saw it was around 4inches, definitely not the size of Steve.
No! Do not think about Steve right now!
He had a condom on which I was thankful to not have to worry about someone cumming inside me again and soon I felt his cock sliding inside of me.
I don't know what was wrong, now that I have had Steve's huge cock inside of me, I could barely feel him.
He was going slow, kissing me passionately as he made love to me, but something wasn't working for me. I was desperate for a hard fuck, for him to slam his cock into me, call me a slut and fuck me like one.
But Myles was a gentlemen, slowly sliding in and out of my pussy. But I couldn't tell him I wanted him to fuck me harder so I just put on a few quiet moans.
He only lasted a few minutes, hearing him moan, I faked cumming and told him how amazing that was.
After that I fell asleep in his arms, the sex may not have been the best but I was so happy to be being cuddled by him.
The Next Day
"Slave. You are to go to this address for midday."
Steve had text me, I looked at the address and saw it was near the centre of town, but somewhere I had never been before. I turned away from Myles so he couldn't see my phone and I text him back.
"Yes Master."
"Morning beautiful." Myles said, kissing my back.
"Good morning." I smiled back to him "I need to get going this morning I'm sorry."
"It's okay, I will see you soon though right?" He asked.
I turned around and kissed his soft lips.
"Of course you will." I said.
A few hours later I was near the centre of town at the address that Steve gave to me, it was some sort of shop, it didn't have any windows, just a red door to enter.
Once inside I looked around and it looked to be a tattoo / piercing shop and I was hit with a wall of fear. What the fuck did Steve have in mind?
"Oh hello, are you Becky?" A woman came up and asked me.
She had long, straight black hair, she was slim and had a vest on, her arms were covered in tattoos and she had a nose ring.
"Ermmm yes." I replied.
"Good, a Steve called earlier and made the booking for you." She told me.
"What is it he booked me in for?" I asked nervously.
"Come over and I will show you." She said with a smile.
I walked to the other end of the shop.
"Please take a seat." She said gesturing to a black, leather swivel chair.
Once I sat down, she pulled a curtain around of us so we were closed off from everyone else.
"Let me see here." She said flicking through a few boxes, "Here we go, this is what Steve paid for."
Oh my god what is it!
Looking down at the box I saw three different piercing! My heart dropped! He wanted to get my ears pierced!? And worst I saw what the piercings were, there were jet black, not too large but larger than I wanted on my ears and they all just had two letters, SW. Which I assumed was for his initials, Steve Wilson.
For fuck sake! How can he expect me to have these piercings in at all times! And why are there three?
"Now please remove your top." The lady said.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
Why does she want me to take my top off?
"You need to remove your top for the nipple piercings hunny." The woman said with a smile.
"Nipple piercings?!!" I almost shouted.
"Yes? Did you not know this?" She said really confused.
He cannot expect me to let him have my nipples pierced! This is too fucked up!
"I just need a minute!" I said to the woman and ran out of the shop and called Steve.
"Hello slave." He answered happily "Have you had the booking?"
"You want me to get my fucking nipples pierced?!" I almost screamed down the phone "I can't do that!"
"Becky, do you really want to take that tone with me?" He said very calmly which frightened me more.
"Please Steve, I don't want my nipples pierced." I tried to plead.
"Becky, do as you are told. You belong to me and you know it. Now address me properly." He said again very calmly.
Something about the way he was speaking took a hold on me. I know he had all the videos to blackmail me, but this was different, I felt compelled to agree.
"Yes master." I said weakly.
"Good girl. Now go and do everything that I have paid for." He said.
"Yes master."
Hanging up the phone, I took a deep breath to control myself and headed back in.
I can't believe how different my life is from a few weeks ago.
"Is everything okay?" The lady with the tattoos asked as I returned.
"Yes, sorry I just needed some air." I replied.
"Okay, please remove your top." She said.
