Thief To Slave To Ch 02

Thief to Slave to?? #2

This series makes more sense and is easier to follow if you start with the initial post in the series. In summary: a thief is captured robbing a condo and offered slavery vs being turned over to the police. Her slavery is primarily sexual with some other duties. At the end of the previous chapter, they are at dinner and our slave is considering two options that have been offered to her, freedom, or limited freedom but a place to stay shared with her master's son to whom she had been giving sex lessons. The chapter opens at a dinner after she has considered her options. Mark is master's son, Sharon is Master's girlfriend, she calls her master Sir.

"I thank you for your support and generous offers, but I think the best option for me and everyone at this table is for me to put forth my own proposal. Based on what Sharon has shared with me, the eventual goal of the condo I have been living in is a home for Mark after graduation. I propose that Mark move into the smaller condo with me whenever he is home. I will continue to serve Sir, Mark and the condo during the weekdays just as I have been. After 5PM and on weekends, I will continue to teach Mark as my work schedule allows, however in Mark's condo outside of 8 - 5 Monday thru Friday, we are equals, as before I am not a slave on what Sir has graciously allowed to be my own time." I finished and took another large sip of merlot, as the table sat there quiet and stunned.

Sir finally spoke. "That is a very well thought out option. Mark does it meet your goals?"

Mark immediately responded, "It is much better than my proposal, I don't have to lay in bed alone listening to you and Sharon all night. I can make my own noise at night and not worry about what you think." Sir smiled in response.

Sharon finally spoke up, "What about me?"

I hadn't thought about her but responded, "Well Between 8 and 5 Monday through Friday I serve Sir and his guests, which would certainly include you. After 5 and on weekends, we will just have to try a different relationship." She smiled and I felt her bare foot caress my leg under the table.

Sir's hand slid even higher on my thigh, as he smiled and said, "Then I think we are all in agreement with her proposal.' I also think we should start using her name and stop referring to her as we have been."

Mark immediately asked, "What is your name?

I smiled and said a name I had only heard at work for the past six months, "My name is Maria."

Sharon immediately grabbed Mark's arm and said, "Always know the name of the girls you take to bed, you may find it very useful information."

Sir offered to drop me off at work, but Mark insisted he would since my work clothes were in his car. Mark walked me out to the car, his hand on my waist. He opened the car door and then pulled me tight against him for a kiss. He whispered in my ear, "This is going to be different; I've never had a female roommate before."

I giggled, "neither have I."

My entry into his low slung corvette was anything but graceful, but Mark didn't seem to mind the leg show. When we got to the restaurant he came around and opened my door and assisted me out of the car. He handed me my work clothes, kissed me, and said, "you are beautiful, I don't know how I overlooked that for so long, I'm sorry, but tomorrow starts a new adventure."

I walked into the restaurant where I had worked for six months. The manager was filling in for me at the front receptionist desk and did not recognize me. He asked, "Table for two?"

I laughed, "John it is me, Maria. I'll change real quick and take over for you." His mouth dropped open, he took another close look at my face and then stepped back and took in the whole image.

He finally gathered himself, "Maria, you look stunning, you may certainly work in that gorgeous gown, or I'll continue to cover while you change." I told him to protect the gown I would change but be right back. I quickly changed in the break room and met my manager back at my station.

He asked how dinner had gone with John. John had gotten me the job here and the manager and John apparently knew each other quite well. John had told him I had a string of bad luck, and he was helping me to get back on my feet, though I did find that statement humorous considering how much of my time with Sir was on my knees. I wasn't sure how much detail John had given the manager, so I simply responded that dinner had gone very well, and the restaurant was lovely.

At the end of my shift, I realized that while I had brought along my work uniform, I had not brought along the walking shoes I normally wear walking to and from work. The idea of walking in heels and carrying the dress was not appealing. Fortunately, my manager noticed my look of concern and offered to drive me home. I gratefully accepted.

On the drive he was very complimentary on my punctuality and interactions with the customers. He said he gets a lot of compliments from customers and the waiters on how I do my job. He also mentioned that John had said I might be looking for more hours. I told him that had changed, but if he ever needed someone to fill a shift, I could do it with a bit of notice.

He dropped me off at the entrance to our building. I thanked him for the ride and saving me the walk in my heels. Our floor in the building is card controlled, you must have the card for the elevator to stop on our floor for security reasons. Of course, if you have a thief like I was, picking the lock on the stairway was pretty basic.

As soon as the elevator door opened on our floor it was very obvious that Mark was wasting no time moving into my, make that our condo. Since I had arrived with so little there was no problem moving his clothes into the closet and chest. Fortunately, he didn't need much room in the bathroom sink area. I did need to consolidate a bit to meet his minimal needs.

As Mark worked to arrange his stuff, he remembered to call me Maria about half the time, but I was so used to answering to slut, I barely noticed.

Sir stopped by carrying one load for Mark. He looked around and commented, "I didn't remember this being that small." Then he smiled and said, "One great thing, I get to play my own music again without anyone complaining."

Mark was surprised when I told him that during the week, I went to bed around 10PM. I explained that to be at his dad's door at 8:00AM looking like Sir expected I was up around 6:30AM to be sure I was on time and presentable.

Mark asked, "Do I need to come to bed at 10:00 too?"

I told him, "No, but if you don't, don't wake me up when you do." The smart college boy figured that out real quick. When I went into the bathroom at 9:30 he was sitting at the table playing a computer game. When I stepped out at 9:50 he was wearing a robe and greeted me with a hug and kiss before leading me to the bedroom and undressing me. He did it nice and slow with lots of fondling, groping, hugging and kissing. He got me so wet and horny I finally grabbed his cock and dragged him to bed on top of me.

He looked down at me, grinned and said, "So I assume that was enough foreplay."

I gave his cock a good hard squeeze and twist and replied, "Yes, now show me how you can fuck.".

He smiled in response, moved and I guided him into my cunt. I was so wet that he slid slowly and smoothly until his hips met mine. I growled at him, "I said fuck me!"

I wish I had a picture of the reaction that showed on his face. He pulled out as slowly as he had pushed in and then slammed back in as fast and hard as he could. It took my breath away, but I managed to growl, "that is better."

He kept pounding me hard and fast. I wanted it, I needed it. Sir was a considerate lover but fast and hard wasn't his style and of course Mark had no clue. I hadn't had a good hard fuck in over six months. I knew Mark was bruising me, but it felt too good for me to care. I kept encouraging him, "That's it, show me what you got!"

I came toe curling hard at least twice and was on edge for a third when I felt his cock swell. Mark slammed in even harder, let out a yell and I felt pulse after pulse deep in my cunt as he came before collapsing onto my chest. I held him tight as we both fought for our breath.

He finally looked me in the eyes and asked, "What the fuck was that and where did it come from?"

I smiled. "Usually, women like to be made love to. Sometimes we just want to fuck, and occasionally we want it the way I got it tonight, rough, hard and fast." With that I squeezed my Kegels hard on his cock still deep in my cunt.

He thought for a moment and asked, "how will I know?

I told him, "Unless she tells you otherwise, start with making love. If she looks bored step it up a notch or two until she reacts. Never do what we did tonight without being asked."

He moved and I groaned, "Did I hurt you?" The concern in his voice was almost amusing.

I kissed him and replied, "I am bruised and will walk a bit funny tomorrow. But you were wonderful and gave me exactly what I asked for and needed.

He immediately slid down and inspected my cunt, and gave me the following damage report, "Well the lips are quite swollen, puffy, and bright red. The area just above your cunt is obviously bruised and has a couple of unnatural colors starting to appear."

His tongue unexpectedly dragging across my clit elicited a moan and his head being trapped between my thigs in an involuntary muscle response. As soon as I released his head he reported, "However, the clit, while very large and erect appears to be quite functional. On the other hand, the cunt seems to be leaking fluids badly. I guess I'll have to clean up this mess."

The exquisite pain of his tongue working my bruised and swollen cunt as he leisurely licked and sucked me clean. Even before he started aftershocks were randomly traveling up and down the length of my cunt. His efforts made those almost continuous, a low level orgasm that wouldn't quit.

He apparently got me clean to his satisfaction, moved back up and we shared a long sloppy kiss full of cum and me from my cunt. I was still shocked that Mark had no apparent aversion to cum, the flavors and texture added a whole new level to making out.

I eventually slid down and started licking and sucking Mark's cock and balls clean. His cock was also apparently quite raw and sensitive as he had to work to stay still, and the occasional moan told me how sensitive his cock still was. I lightly scraped my teeth the length of his cock and I don't think he appreciated my giggling at his whine.

We fell asleep snuggling together, but when my internal alarm went off in the morning, we were spooning with his cock firmly in the cleft of my ass and my left tit being held lightly in his hand. I managed to disengage without waking him.

As I had every weekday morning for the past six months: a quick shower, makeup, and brushed out my long blonde hair. My collar, cuffs, plug, and heels were all by the front door. I lubed the plug and my ass and inserted it until it was fully seated. I fastened the collar around my neck and the cuffs around my wrists and ankles, before fastening the heel's strap. I stepped through my door and walked across the hall to kneel on the doormat of the other much larger condo on my floor. I could hear the shower running inside, but all I could do was kneel in good form and wait. My knees were spread wide, my back straight, my hands together in the small of my back, shoulders and elbows back, hips rotated forward presenting my cunt, my lips slightly parted, my eyes down. My knees were getting sore, but I held my position.

Right on time the door opened. With my eyes down I could tell those were not Sir's bare feet. I heard Gloria's voice. "Good morning, Maria, Sir wasn't sure you would make it this morning. He is in the shower already. Come help me fix breakfast." With that she extended a hand and helped me to my feet, and into a naked hug and a kiss that certainly tasted like Sir.

We walked to the kitchen with our arms around each other. As soon as we got into the kitchen Gloria grabbed a piece of fabric from the counter and shook it out. It was an apron that she hung over my neck and fastened around my waist. She smiled and said, "You can do the bacon this morning," before pulling me into another hug and tongue filled kiss. I had no doubt that was Sir I was tasting on her tongue.

I noticed that she set three places at the breakfast table. When Sir came out, he motioned for me to sit on his right. Gloria snatched the apron from my body, before I reached the table. Almost immediately Sir asked, "How did it go last night?"

Before I could answer Gloria volunteered, "It must have gone very well, she is walking a bit bowlegged this morning."

I turned four shades of red and Sir laughed, "I take it last night's lesson went well."

I could only respond, "Yes Sir, it went very well, I think this arrangement will work."

Sir smiled, "When you finish your breakfast wake up Mark like you usually do but remind him that we have to go into the office today. I'm taking Gloria to the airport on the way to the office. He can meet me there, but hopefully not too late, if you understand my point."

I blushed and responded, "I understand Sir."

I crossed back to my condo. Mark was still softly snoring. I slipped back into bed, found his morning wood, and started licking and sucking. His eyes didn't open until I took it into my throat and intentionally gagged as it entered. His eyes popped open, and he smiled down at me.

He spoke softly, "Please forgive me, I'm trying but finding it difficult remembering to call the goddess that sucks me wake each morning Gloria and not slut. I smiled and told him, "As long as it is done with respect, I don't care. Sir said to get your ass out of bed and get to the office. He is dropping of Gloria at the airport and will meet you there."

His cock was still raw from last night, but between my throat, tongue and an occasional intentional gag he came quickly. He pulled me up into a hug and started making out, but I reminded him that he had somewhere to go, and I had a condo to clean.

But it is during duty hours during the week, and you are still my slave." He argued.

I kissed him and replied, "I am Sir's slave that he lets you use, and Sir says get your ass to work."

Mark laughed slapped my ass and headed for the bathroom. I went back to Sir's condo and started cleaning. Sir and Gloria had made a bit of a mess, especially in Sir's bedroom. The sheets were still damp and reeked of sex and lube. They went straight into the washing machine.

Mark stopped by when he was ready to go. He grabbed some food out of the refrigerator, and gave me a hug, long deep kiss and a stinging slap on my ass.

By lunch time I had the condo pretty well cleaned up. Mid-morning I had needed to pee and had gone out to the patio squatted, peed, finger wiped myself clean, and sucked my fingers clean, force of habit.

As I was fixing my lunch Sir walked in. He had something here at home he needed for the project they were working on. He grabbed me into a hug, with a firm grip on my ass, pulling me tight up against his thigh. "I missed you at breakfast."

I started to tell him I was there for breakfast, but suddenly knew what he meant. Gloria had made it clear that she didn't like me under the table sucking off Sir when she is here talking to Sir during breakfast. I simply replied, "I missed you too Sir."

Sir smiled, "Come see me when you finish your lunch, don't worry I'm not going to hurt your bruised cunt."

As he headed towards his bedroom, I told him that his sheets were still in the laundry. He laughed and headed towards the other bedroom. I quickly finished my lunch, dropped to my knees and crawled into the bedroom. Sir was naked and already erect when I reached the room and there were two pillows stacked on top of a towel in the middle of the bed.

Knowing what he wanted I climbed onto the bed and laid across the pillows, my ass held high. I felt the bed move as Sir climbed on behind me. I felt the plug pulled from my ass and the cool lube hitting my ass followed by one, two and finally three fingers working the lube through my anal ring. I finally felt Sir's finger withdraw followed almost immediately by his cock pushing and popping through my ring into my ass. Sir did not stop when he penetrated my ring but pushed slowly and steadily deep into my ass.

I felt his hips hit my butt. He paused a moment or two for me to adjust and started fucking my ass with long full strokes. Out till he was pushing on my ring, and then in until his hips hit my butt. Unlike his son, he slowly built up pace going steadily faster and harder in my ass. I reached a hand back and found my clit. The whole area was still bruised and quite sore from the workout the night before. As the pressure grew in my ass the tenderness in my cunt became less and less noticeable as the feeling in my ass got stronger and stronger.

I felt Sir's cock swell even bigger in my ass and he slammed in much harder and I felt pulse after pulse as his cock unloaded deep in my ass. Master collapsed on top of me like a heavy blanket, his cock still buried deep in my ass. He whispered, "Good girl, I needed that."

Sir eventually rolled off, sliding out of my cunt. I scooted down and gently licked and sucked his cum and my ass from his cock and balls, then laid my head on his abdomen gently licking and sucking his cock like a pacifier. I felt Sir relax and thought he was going to sleep, but he rolled out from under me, slid the plug back in my ass, went into the work room and started grabbing files and prints.

I crawled to the workroom door and asked, "Anything I can do to help?"

Sir replied, "you just did. Thank you.,"

I was cleaning up the lunch mess when Sir came out of the workroom with a handful of folders and prints. He sat them on the counter, reached around and grabbed a tit with each hand and gave them both a firm squeeze as he pinched the nipples hard. He kissed my neck and whispered, "I'm so glad you decided to stay." With that he released my tits, slapped my ass leaving a handprint that lasted all day, picked up his stuff and headed out the door. Whether his intent or not he left me quite wet and very horny from the grope and the ass fuck. Slave rules I'm not allowed to cum without permission during my slave hours, unless I'm being fucked, and I didn't get off with Sir in my ass.

With the laundry done I made Sir's bed and straightened out the bed I got fucked on. I changed out the pillowcases that were under my hips and tossed the wet ones into the laundry room. With my chores done and no one to serve I went back to my condo. I showered and prepped, so I was ready to head to work early.

At exactly 5:01PM my big vibrator got pressed hard against my clit. I rode it through two quick hard orgasms, cleaned up my thighs, cunt and vibrator and headed for work. It had been a long time since I had resorted to my vibrator and after all the fucking I had been getting and it was most unsatisfactory, even if it did scratch the burning itch.

The walk to work took longer than usual. Between my bruised cunt and tender reamed ass, smaller steps were much more comfortable. My manager watched me walk in through the front doors and asked if I had hurt myself. I blushed and simply replied, "I'm a little tender today but I'm OK."

Fortunately, none of the customers noticed my odd gait, the smaller steps in my heels probably made it less noticeable, and the guys tended to focus on my ass anyway. My walk home only took a little bit longer.

Mark greeted me at the door with a hug and a long deep kiss. His first words were, "Dad said I really bruised you last night, I'm so sorry."

I gave him my stern look and replied, "You gave me exactly what I asked for last night and needed, don't apologize."