Day 3 - 20th May
It was Lucy that woke first. The curtains hadn't been drawn, and the sun was shining brightly through the open windows. She lay there content. She had slept very well - much better than the previous night - and the activities of the previous day had put her mind to rest somewhat. She knew that yesterday was a lot tamer than it could have been and she also thought that if the rest of the three months were like this then she would have nothing to worry about. But she knew that that wouldn't be the case. She didn't know how far Steve would push her, or what he would do to her, and although she was a little anxious of what was in store for her, she had coped well so far. Everything Steve had done to her, even though it had been for only 36 hours, she had thoroughly enjoyed and, even in that short space of time, she felt a lot more grown up, a lot more adult.
As she lay there, she thought about the man who was cuddled up to her, naked. Her master. She thought about how she felt about him. She barely knew him, but already everything felt very natural with him. And although she was anxious about the next few months, she was really looking forward to it. She had to admit it, she was excited. She tried not to think about the fact that part of her was excited about the prospect of him making her do what she didn't want to do. But she loved it when he took charge and forced himself on her. She loved the feeling of being helpless.
She did still have her reservations. She still wasn't completely comfortable with her new role as a slut. It all seemed so different to what she was normally like, and she wondered whether this was really something she should be doing and where it would end. But, hey, she was only 19, she thought. Shouldn't life be about trying new things and experimenting, especially when you are young? She was glad she had Christina to confide in and was happy that she had been so supporting and encouraging when she had told her yesterday.
After a little while, she felt Steve stir, and heard him make a noise, though she couldn't really identify what it was. As he started to wake up, he fidgeted, while still spooning her, and rubbed his hands all over Lucy's arms and her body, and kissed the back of her neck.
"Good morning, slut" were the first words out of his mouth as his left hand grabbed her left breast.
"Good morning, master" she replied.
His hands continued to move their way around her body and it wasn't long before his fingers were at her pussy. He started to rub gently with one hand while the other played with her nipple. She could feel his cock begin to harden against her back as her pussy began to moisten.
He kept on for a while, just gently rubbing. It didn't take long for her pussy to become wet, but just as she was about getting close to orgasm, he stopped, moved his hand away and gave her thigh a slap.
"Suck my cock" he instructed her.
She was more than a little put out by the fact that he had got her so close only to stop, but she knew that he was the master and she was the slut, so he could do what he liked, and she quickly put the thought out of her mind. He rolled onto his back as she got up and turned around to face him.
Kneeling at his side, she reached out to grab his cock and lifted it so it was perpendicular to his body. She opened her mouth and bent down and took the head of his penis in her mouth. She slowly sucked, taking a little more into her mouth, before lifting her head back off. She turned to see his face and smiled at him before lowering her head again and licking the dick from the base right up to the head.
She then went to suck it again, this time taking much more into her mouth. She enthusiastically performed as good a blow job as she could, wanting to please her master. But she didn't take the whole length in her mouth.
"You need to take more, slut. I thought we'd been through this before. I want my whole cock down your throat."
"Yes, master" she said as she briefly let the cock out of her mouth before quickly getting back to work.
She pushed herself and tried to take as much as she could, but it was difficult and she wished he would just do it himself.
Steve was thinking surprisingly clearly for this time in the morning, especially in his current condition. "You need to try harder. You are going to suck me off until I cum" he warned her before he continued. "I am going to count each time you fail to take all of it, and after I cum in your mouth, I am going to spank you that many times. Do you understand?"
With his cock still in her mouth, she nodded her head and made a "mmm mmm" sound as if to say "yes".
She knew she had to force herself and get this cock down her throat, and after bracing herself, she got back to work with a certain level of trepidation. She wasn't really sure what that spanking would be like. But her first efforts clearly weren't good enough.
"1...2...3...4..."
She had to do something different. She put her hands underneath him and pushed his buttocks up while she forced her mouth down on him. After hearing him say "5" she did it and made herself gag taking the whole of his cock into her throat. Thankfully he didn't say "6".
She managed to do this three or four times, but it was too difficult to maintain the intensity and after a while she wasn't reaching the base and Steve's voice confirmed what she already knew.
"6...7...8..."
It was much easier when he just used her mouth and forced himself into her, she thought. This was much more difficult. She was glad that she had woken up all that time ago as she was now fully awake and able to focus. She would not have wanted to do this half asleep.
She managed another couple before she heard Steve resume his counting. And it went on like this. Successful for a bit, before struggling to take it all again. But she improved and it wasn't long before she was succeeding more than she wasn't.
Eventually though, she felt his hips shudder and she knew he was almost done. She was relieved, but didn't want to let up and forced her mouth around him and held herself there. He gripped her head and cried out and kept it there as he came, making her swallow every last drop.
Lucy was breathing hard by the time he had let go of her. He had held her there for longer than she was expecting and she needed to catch her breath. She was glad it was over, but she knew it wasn't really - he had counted up to 37, and the worst was therefore yet to come.
He sat up and pushed her onto her back. He forced her legs open and reached down to her cunt. Surprised, she looked up at him. She was expecting a spanking, not attention down there. But she wasn't going to complain. He continued to rub her and she was still very wet. She had been concentrating so much on what she had been doing she didn't realise quite how horny she was. But again, like before, just as she was getting close he stopped and got up.
Lucy was frustrated. Why did he do this? She could really do with cumming right now.
"Let's have some breakfast. I will punish you later" he smiled at her, and started to get dressed.
"You can stay naked though."
Steve could see the frustration on her face, but wanted to keep her horny. He had planned a full day ahead for both of them and knew the hornier she was the better it would go. He needed to keep her on edge.
"And don't think about bringing yourself off, either."
He loved being in control. He could do whatever he wanted. Tell her to do whatever he wanted - and she would. He was a little anxious about what might happen today, but he wanted to push her.
Once he was dressed, he walked up to her, still sat on the bed, and, lifting her chin up with his fingers, bent down to give her a good morning kiss. She reciprocated, but he didn't let it go on for too long.
"Come on, I'm hungry" he said and walked out of the room and down the stairs.
She sat there for a bit, now getting a bit angry as well as frustrated. But she managed to stop herself getting stroppy like she may have done a few years ago, and reluctantly accepted that he was the one in control and she would have to do what he told her. Once she calmed herself down, she got up and went to join Steve downstairs.
Breakfast was already on its way. She could smell the bacon as she came down the stairs and, once in the kitchen, she saw he was also doing some scrambled eggs.
"Coffee?" he asked her.
"No, I prefer tea in the morning, please."
Steve briefly thought about saying no, and forcing her to only eat and drink the things he said he could. But he decided that that was a bit too much today - he'd already withheld her orgasm from her twice. He only wanted to tease her, not annoy her.
"Sure" he replied and put only enough coffee in the cafetiere for one, before making the tea.
They didn't speak much as Steve put breakfast together. Lucy was glad of the silence, and sat and watched him. The tea was good. Still being naked, she had started to get a little cool. Not cold, it was May after all. But she wasn't warm and the tea did a good job warming her up.
The silence continued as they both ate, each of them thinking. Steve about how he would make sure everything today went to plan, as much as he had a plan, and Lucy about her punishment.
She put the punishment out of her mind as she tucked into her food. The breakfast was also very good - he was clearly a good chef. The bacon was just how she liked it. Well done, but not too crispy, enough that you could still enjoy the meaty texture.
Steve watched his slut eat. His beautiful slut. She had a great body. Although he could only see the top half of her right now, he enjoyed the view of her small, perfectly formed, perky breasts. He thought about the other half of her, hidden behind the table. He was looking forward to spanking her cute ass.
"Get these breakfast things cleaned up and then come back here and bend over the table, ready for your punishment."
"Yes, master" she replied, and began gathering up the plates and mugs. It could have been done a lot more quickly, but she wanted to put her punishment off and was particularly slow in loading the dishwasher. But there was only so long she could take, and eventually she faced the inevitable and made her way over to the table.
"Please don't hurt me" she asked him quietly.
Steve laughed. "Hurting you is the whole point. Now, bend over."
Lucy gulped and did as instructed.
