The Master Bedroom

"There's a reason it's called the Master Bedroom."

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There’s a reason it’s called the Master bedroom. It’s where the Master takes the sub or subs of his choice to use for his pleasure.

It is there where he shows his dominance over whichever submissive catches his fancy on that particular day.

Tonight, I have been lucky enough to be selected for use. It’s my first time. I’ve watched and waited while he has called my sister subs to his bed and has performed all kinds of decadent acts with them. But finally, it’s my turn.

My sister subs have cleansed and waxed my body and subjected me to douches and enemas to ensure I am thoroughly ready for the Master.

They have inserted an anal plug to help stretch my anus for the Master’s enormous cock and inserted a ring gag in my mouth so it can be easily accessed.

Clamps have been attached to my nipples to keep them hard. A leash is attached to the collar around my neck that says, slut.

When it’s time, the Master calls me into his room. The head sub walks me in on my hands and knees, and I present myself for his use.

“Here is the newest slut for your pleasure, Sir,” she tells him.

“Leave us, pet,” he says. “I will return her when I’m finished.” She is the only one of us he calls pet; the rest of us are referred to as slut.

When we are alone, the Master says, “I am your Lord and Master. You will not make eye contact with or speak to me unless I permit you to do so, and then you will call me Sir or my Lord. Nod if you understand, slut.”

I keep my gaze lowered and nod.

“Excellent. I know you have come to my house only recently. You broke up with a boyfriend who was cheating on you, so you have decided to try the life of a submissive. I commend you on such a wise choice. Have your needs been taken care of while you have been here so far?”

I nod again. I have a comfortable bed to sleep in, delicious food to eat, and sisters who have welcomed me.

“Very good; I do like my submissives to be happy. Happy sluts do more to please their Master. Come here and let me examine your body. Your red hair is alluring; your tits are full and perky, and your ass is delightful. Spread your legs, slut, so I can examine your cunt.”

I do as I’m told and feel his fingers push into me. I am drenched with arousal, so they go in easily.

“I do so enjoy a sub who comes to me wet and ready,” he said as he gave my bare mound a terse slap. It startles me, but I don’t react. The Master murmurs, impressed with me so far.

“Bend down and rest on your forearms with your ass in the air for me, slut,” he demands.

Again, I obey quickly, hoping to gain his favor. It’s an honor to serve the Master, and I hope he will enjoy me enough to select me more often.

He tugs at the plug, which is buried in my anus. It stays securely inserted, which prompts him to say, “You have a very tight asshole; my dick is hard just thinking about how it will feel to open it up.”

His words cause my pussy to drip, and he notices. “Such a good slut, eager to please your Master. So much so your cunt is leaking.”

I am secretly pleased that he finds me suitable and worthy.

I wish I could see his body, but he remains fully clothed in a suit. When it is time, he will unzip his trousers, pull his cock from his pants, and select a hole or holes to use for pleasure. The thought of being used this way makes me tremble.

“Are you cold, slut? Or do you shiver in anticipation of what I’m about to do to you?”

I dare not answer; it is forbidden. But I nod at the second part, hoping he understands.

He moves to the couch and sits down. “Come here, slut, and lay across my lap. I’m going to spank you for being such a naughty girl. What kind of a slut comes into a man’s bedroom completely naked with a plug up her ass?”

I quickly follow his directions and soon find myself the recipient of fifty swats on my bottom. As his hand spanks my tender flesh, I feel his shaft stiffening underneath me. He tells me to crawl over to the bed. “Climb up there and present your ass and cunt for me.”

Without hesitation, I assume the desired position and hear the sound of his zipper. He gets behind me and inserts his rock-hard cock into my wet, needy pussy. I moan softly, which pleases him.

“You like that, slut? I’m going to fuck you slowly at first and then good and hard. We will keep the anal plug intact so you feel nice and filled up.”

I moan again. Within moments he is jackhammering my pussy, and I realize I don’t know if I am allowed to cum. I cum anyway. Perhaps he is enjoying himself too much to reprimand me. He pulls out of my pussy and shouts, “Suck my cuck, slut! Taste your naughty juices.”

I suck him completely clean and make him ready for the grand finale, my ass.

He yanks the plug out and replaces it with his massive cock. He repeatedly rams this rigid pole into me until his balls tighten, emptying his seed deep inside my bowels.

When he is finished, he says, “Your sister subs have been hiding you from me; I can see why. You will warm my bed tonight; I’ve found my new pet.”

I am giddy. Only the best subs get to spend the entire night in the Master’s Bedroom.

Wait, did he say new pet?

Published 3 years ago

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