I stretched, letting my old bones prepare for the day. The warm morning sun was shining through my windows. I sat up in bed. My eyes were drawn to a now familiar morning scene, not that I didn't appreciate it. Renee was kneeling on a plush pillow near my bed in a pose that we called 'ready to please.' Her knees were spread wide; her hands were palm down on the floor, crossed in front of her while supporting her so she could lean forward. She was staring ahead with her head held high and her mouth open. I raked my eyes over her frame, enjoying seeing the dusty blue, black-laced long-sleeve pajama romper she had chosen to wear for me. The romper had four buttons in the front, but she decided to undo the top two buttons to add to the allure.
I stood up from the bed and pet Renee's head as I passed by her on the way to the bathroom. This was our natural routine now. I moved in just under a month ago. On the day of my arrival, Renee surprised me by announcing that she had arranged with her employer to be able to work from home for the foreseeable future. Liam was happy with the arrangement seeing it as an opportunity for him to keep his long hours at his law office.
Since Renee was home, her job was limited to computer work, with video calls rarely scheduled, which left us a lot of time to play. As a result, we created a schedule for ourselves, starting with Renee's morning greetings.
I was an early riser. I woke up first and waited for Renee during my first few days in the house. Then, I decided that I didn't like waiting. At first, Renee was disgruntled to be told she had to match up with my schedule, but that led to a fun punishment session, so it was worth it, if only for that.
I finished my morning business and returned to the bedroom. Renee was still kneeling where I had left her. I walked in front of her and held her chin. I smiled down at her. She, too, smiled at me with her eyes. I bent down and kissed her sweetly. Then I pulled back and spat in her mouth.
"Good morning, my darling."
"Good morning, sir. What would you like me to prepare you for breakfast?"
"How about a nice hardy breakfast, scrambled eggs, sausage, and a bagel? I want to take you out today, honey, if you can arrange it in your schedule."
"Right away, sir. I would love to go out on a date." She stood up, and I gave her another kiss to send her away. I got dressed while she began preparing our breakfast. I followed to the kitchen when I was dressed. I found Renee in front of the stove, pouring the eggs into a frying pan. I sat at the kitchen table and grabbed the newspaper that Renee had brought me. In a few minutes, Renee set a plate of food before me. I put the paper down and watched Renee sit across from me.
We ate together in comfortable silence. When we were both done, Renee cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. After our breakfast, next on Renee's task list was to get dressed for the day. When she was done, she was to return to me wherever I was and assume the 'ready to please' pose until I released her to go to work or use her. Today, I followed her to her bedroom.
"Is there something I can do to serve you, Master?" She asked when she noticed me following her.
"I've decided to watch your morning routine. Continue as normal." She smiled, the little exhibitionist.
There was a chair for me in her room that I sat in to watch. Renee opened her closet door. She turned her mirror around. One side was an unsuspecting mirror; the other had the word 'SLUT' written across the top with a sharpie. The entire mirror was decorated with profanities and writings that she had made. She flipped a switch on the door to turn on the lights surrounding the mirror so her reflection was illuminated. Renee stepped back and took off her clothing. I watched her look at herself in the mirror, no doubt reading all she had written.
Above her shaved cunt the mirror had written 'to be used.' She had written 'insert cocks here' to the side of her but added an arrow to indicate her pussy, or ass if she was turned around. I was drawn to new writing near her head, 'People pleaser.' Renee most certainly was. Renee was quiet as she completed the first chore of the day. Spend ten minutes in front of her SLUT Mirror to remind herself who she was. I loved watching her twirl in front of the mirror, finding her confidence in her body.
She moved on to her next task when her ten minutes were up. She pulled out her deepthroat trainer from a box inside her closet. There were two screws in the wall where she hung the device. I pulled out my phone when she turned on the machine. I quickly used an application to create the criteria for her session. Next, Renee took out a suction cup dildo from the same box where she stored the trainer and pressed it onto the plate of the trainer so the phallus was pointing toward her.
"Use the plug as well." She was just about to start the training when I spoke up. Renee looked at me, surprised for a moment but got the item I ordered all the same. She made a show of putting lube on the tapered anal plug, then turning around so I could watch it go inside her ass. There was a long chord coming from the end of the plug. She plugged the adaptor end into the training device.
The trainer used a sensor to determine the quality of Renee's blow job. It sensed the depth and duration that Renee demonstrated. From the app, I had control to change the difficulty level -- the distance from the sensor that Renee had to reach to be in the 'target zone' -- and whether the type of training was for endurance or repetition.
The purpose of the plug was to reward her for meeting training requirements. When she was in the 'target zone,' the plug would vibrate and stimulate her; the longer she held it there, the more stimulation she would receive.
She struggled through the training. Renee even seemed relieved when she was done. The final piece to her morning duties was ten minutes of yoga. She liked to focus on flexibility. I loved watching her bend herself into all her positions. It was almost surprising how I found her morning yoga so sensual. When she finished her final stretch, Renee turned to me, sat on her knees, crossed her arms, leaned forward, and opened her mouth. I loved seeing her in this position.
I stood up and crossed the distance that separated us. She didn't move even though she knew I was approaching. I stood in front of her, looking down. She was so delectable. I could spend hours looking at her posing like this for me. I was in awe of her. She was a young, vibrant girl who was already so sure of herself. I knew the sky was the limit for her. Sometimes I even feared that I was holding her back. She chose her job based on being available to care for me. She could have gotten a higher-paying, more prestigious job to begin her career with. Instead, she chose me.
It made jealousy bubble up inside me. I was nothing like her when I was young. I was jealous of her confidence in herself, which I lacked. It made me eager to do all the things I promised her. I would sacrifice whatever it took to fulfill every fantasy of hers. I would never insult her sacrifice by pushing her away so she could fly. My task was to make her sacrifice worthwhile. To meet this goal, I planned today's date with great care.
Renee was a pain slut. I was also learning that she had a vein of a humiliation kink sitting inside of her. I was starting to explore this with her. Today she would experience pain and humiliation together.
"Clean my boots," I told her. Without hesitation, she leaned forward to kiss the top of each boot first, then lick them as if cleaning them. I closed my eyes, reveling in my control over her. Then, I started talking to her about what I had planned for us today as if nothing was happening.
"There is a unique event planned today at our social club. I have reserved a spot for us to attend. I intend to push your limits at this event. You will have a special seat for the festivities. We will participate in the day's activities or, more accurately, be one of the available shows. I will throw a ring gag on you so you get nice and sloppy. I'll shove your face into a device so you cannot move away from a camera that will capture every moment of your suffering and project it for everyone to see. The guests will be allowed to watch as I batter your ass." She paused for a moment.
Renee did her best not to let me see her hesitation. I knew how much her mind was now swirling with anticipation. She had experienced pain play with me before. After so much practice, I doubted my promises frightened her. I was concerned she would balk at other components of the event. I would tell her about those later before we left. Finally, I told her she had done enough. She picked herself up to sit on her knees again.
"Take a half day of work. I want to leave at twelve."
"Yes sir, certainly." I bent down and kissed her. Then I left her before I got the inclination to play with her anymore. She deserved to get some work done today. At eleven, I was surprised to see Renee entering the living room looking for me.
"I have finished my work for today, sir. Is there anything that I can do to prepare myself for our outing?" I put my phone aside and called her to sit on my lap. She delicately placed herself beside me on the couch and swung her legs over mine. It was a much more comfortable way for us to snuggle up together. Renee had a bony ass. I kissed softly below her ear, where her jaw and neck met. She smiled at me, appreciating the show of affection.
"I have a choice for you to make," I told her, rubbing my hand on her hip. She tilted her head, looking curious.
"You see, I know this is not something we have done yet, but this event is categorized as 'open intimacy.' There will be play partners openly having relations at the event. I want your first cunt fuck of today to be at the event in the open play space. I do want to have a conversation about this before we go. I want to know your thoughts."
She took a moment to consider what I was asking of her. I believed this was only a matter of bravery for Renee. I genuinely thought she would enjoy participating in this open experience. However, we as a society are naturally trained to be meek in our sexual pursuits. Being so outgoing in your private engagements was a rare practice.
"I think that would be very exciting, Master. May I ask a question?"
