My day began at six a.m.
I woke up early as per Master’s instructions and made him breakfast and kept his coffee ready on a breakfast tray. Carrying it on my hands I knocked on his room door.
“Come in.” I went in to find Master coming out of the shower in just a towel wrapped around his legs. The towel hung dangerously low on his hips giving a peek of his happy trail.
Last night though we had sex I couldn’t see how Master looked without clothes except what the dimmed lights let me see. But I knew how he felt beneath my touch and it gave me clear idea of how well packed he was down there.
I’d like to think that since Master was the first man I’d ever had sex with I was so fascinated by him. Nonetheless he was beautiful down there.
“Breakfast.” I said as chirpy and brightly as I could.
“Keep it.” I followed his instructions.
“Pick out my clothes for office. That’s the closet.” He pointed towards a door.
The large walk in closet was packed with numerous clothes ranging from formals to casuals and from suits to beach wear.
“Damn!” Master truly had a great taste in clothes. Or maybe he had his personal shopper buy these for him. I remembered when he took me to various stores along with his personal shopper.
I picked out a grey suit and and a navy blue shirt. I pick two different ties that I thought would match.
“Do you like the grey one or the black one?” I asked showing him both.
“Blacks better.” I laid out everything on the bed and saw him drop his towel. My instant reaction was to avert my eye to give him privacy to change.
“Don’t play coy, Sienna. Not after yesterday.”
“I’ll just go and come back after you’ve finished.” I started to go when he stopped me.
“Do I need to remind you that your job is to help me get ready?”
I nodded a no.
I waited until Master put on his briefs. Afterwards I helped him put on his shirt and buttoned him up. He put on pants and fastened the belt and I put his tie on. I stood behind him and held the sleeves to put his jacket.
He looks so matured and very business like in the suit. He looked like a man who was focused on conquering the world and nothing could stop him.
“Read today’s headlines for me.” He said handing me his iPad. He took a seat on the plush couch and sipped the coffee. I watched his reaction.
“Read, Sienna.” I focused back on he news.
I read the headline until Master finished the breakfast and was ready to leave.
“Take this and read through it. If you have any questions or doubts ask me when I return home.” He handed me a file.
“What is it?” There was a number written on it.
Was it some code?
Holly Molly! Slave number 7!
I was the slave number 7. He could’ve just written my name on it instead of noting me a number like I was a lottery ticket.
“Its your daily schedule. I’ve made a day routine for all seven days of the week according to my schedule.”
I skimmed through the days.
Saturday..... everything was almost same except for a few differences here and there.
However Sunday was different.
It was empty. Only two words were written on Sunday.
“Slave day. What’s a slave day?” I asked. He smiled.
“Questions for the evening. You’ll have entire day to get briefed about your schedule.”
Master left me to myself in his big home. It was my second day here but I was already feeling so comfortable here. I tried not to get too comfortable in here. The less I was at ease the more it would remind me to be professional. I was just doing what I was getting paid for. It was like any other job.
When Master returned in the afternoon I was surprised yet excited to see him.
“Bring me a glass of wine.” I was still a little bothered about him ordering me around but hey, he’s paying me for it!
I poured a glass for him and walked to him. He was eyeing me like a meat. His gaze traveled from my feet to my head stopping only at my boobs.
As I bent down to serve him, his eyes fell upon my top that had gone down.
“Looks delicious.” He said making me aware of the double meaning behind his statement. He knew that I knew what he was talking about but he deliberately said that.
“What else can I do for you, Master?” I asked like the submissive slave I was. Then I cringed at the choice of words I used. I sounded so cheap!
He sipped the wine spreading his arms through the couch.
“Get on your knees and suck me.” My head snapped up to meet his eyes.
Did he just say that?
Apparently he was dead serious.
The old me would’ve kicked him where the sun doesn’t shine for treating me like I was his whöre. You don’t just order a woman to give you a blowjob.
What as ass!
“Do I have repeat myself?” He cocked his perfect thick eyebrows at me.
I nervously got down kneeling between his spread legs. My fingers shakily reached for the belt and then his fly. Lowering the zipper I let my palm touch his fabric covered crotch.
He lifted his hips for me to pull down his pants and briefs. I gasped as his heavy length fell into my hands.
He was BIG!
“Have you ever performed oral sex on man?” He asked in his sexy gruff voice. I loved that his voice always got even more sexy when he was about to engage in a sexual activity.
“No, I have never performed oral sex on a man.”
“No.” His face grew relaxed.
“Can you teach me to please you, Master?” I was a little embarrassed to admit how aroused and excited I was to give Master a blowjob. Given it was my first time I was a little nervous too. But I wanted him to experience the best of me. I may not be as experienced as the previous six slaves of his but I was willing to learn.
“Good. I like a girl who aims to please me. Start by stroking my dick with your palm.” I did as he said. Slowly I began stroking the length of him with my palm and felt the gentle swell of his dick.
“Yes, keep doing that. It’s good.” I could tell the wine mixed with the pleasure was getting to him. I continued gliding my hand up and down his length.
“Now lick the head with your tongue. Make it good.” I obeyed like a good slave and brought my mouth on the wide crest of the head. Drops of pre cum were already forming on it. I swirled my tongue across it spreading the moisture.
“Ah! That feels amazing. Keep doing that.” I worked my hands on his shaft and simultaneously ran my tongue across the head. He threw back his head and gulped down the rest of the wine in one gulp.
“Perfectly, you’re doing it perfect. Keep doing what you’re doing. I like it.” I took his encouragement and gently sucked the wide head.
“No, no. Not yet. Don’t suck me off yet. I need you to prolong this. Make it last and don’t make me cum.”
Okay, then. I started taking control. He asked me to prolong it but I wanted him to cum right now. I did the opposite of what he said and sucked with all I got. I felt his sac getting heavier in my hands and how swollen he was in my mouth. His grip in my hair tightened. “No, no. Be a good slave, Sienna and obey your master.” I ignored his words and concentrated on the task ahead.
“Fück, Sienna.” He pushed my mouth away and held me by the hair. His other hand gripped my throat and adding slight pressure on it. “Don’t try to take control over me. I’m the boss here and I’ll always be. Do you understand that?”
Just to rile him up I said, “No.” He smirked clearly enjoying this. He squeezed a little harder over my throat and I felt myself choke.
“I like this fiesty side of you. I’m going to thoroughly enjoy taming you.” Taking my head he pressed me on his dick forcing me to swallow all of him. This time he controlled me urging my mouth the way he wanted.
I continued with my tongue and palms making slight teasing motions. I could tell Master was really liking what I was doing. My fingers drafted towards his balls to play with his sac. He let out a curse as I fondled him.
“You’re doing so good, Sienna. Your mouth is amazing. Now take me in your mouth and suck me off.” I was more than eager to comply. I did a sucking motion with my mouth and he pressed my head further into his dick. I took him in further until he could no longer be in. I sucked hard and came up for air.
“That’s how I like you, on your knees and choking from sucking my cock.” He said slightly pulling my hair. The light pain on the roots was a welcoming pleasure. I took him once more in my mouth driving him crazy with pleasure and for the parts of him that I couldn’t cover with my mouth I used my fist.
He tensed under my touch and I felt the heaviness in his balls. I lifted my head and used my fist to stroke him. He groaned a little and then his face twisted up in sheer pleasure as his orgasm hit him. It was pure delight to watch him come undone. The wine glass in his hands fell to the floor shattering into a million pieces. The last drop of his cum dropped and he began to soften.
I was still on my knees waiting for him to say something.
“That was amazing, Sienna. You sucked me off so good. I’ve never come so fast.”
“It was my pleasure.” I wiped my mouth findings my own saliva gather around it. To be honest it was gross, but hey, sex was gross.
“You get a reward for being a good slave.” He said reaching for the small bag on his right.
Master pulled out a box from it and gave it to me.
“A iPhone?” I excitedly unpacked it to see the brand new iPhone with wireless headsets.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes. Thank you, Master.” I took in the features and saw Master’s number already saved in. I should’ve thought he’d have everything done already.
“There’s my number and other numbers you can contact already saved in. All the features and apps you’ll be needing are already present in the phone. If you want any other app just download it from the app store.”
While I figured out the phone master had tucked himself in and fastened his belt. I quickly added Em’s number and saved it. Dialling her, she answered on the fourth ring.
“Em, it’s me.”
“Sienna? This isn’t your number.”
“I got a new phone. It’s a gift from my boss.”
“Wow! When are you coming home? You remember it’s mom’s surgery tomorrow, right?”
“Yes, I remember. I’ll be there. How are you doing? Are you studying for your tests or crying over mom and me?”
“Both actually. I miss you, Si. Why can’t you live here?” Em didn’t know what kind of job I was doing. I told her I was working for a wealthy man as his housekeeper.
“I told you, Em. It’s my job. I have to take care of the home while my boss is away.”
“I know, but it just sucks to return from work to an empty home.” She didn’t know how much I wished that none of this would ever happen.
“Soon we’ll all be together, Em. Mom will be home and well be back as a family. It’s just a phase but it’ll pass too.”
“Yeah, I hope so. By the way is your new boss hot?” I laughed at her question.
“Yeah, very.” I thought back to the time when Master came from the shower only in his towel. Yumm! Definitely hot and delicious too.
“What’s his name?”
“Rafael González? You mean the son of Industry tycoon Santiago González? Wow, you could’ve told me.”
“How do you know him?” I didn’t know anything about him before I stared working for him and did that quick Google search on him.
“Mr. González is the owner of one of the top 10 companies in the world. They are the leading companies for campus placements in my college. I was really working hard for them to hire me. Do you think you can pull some strings for me?”
“You’re smart enough to do that by yourself, Em. You don’t need my help. Besides I haven’t been working for that much time to ask for a favour.” Em was always the smartest of us. It was one of the reasons I wanted her to continue college while I dropped out. She could do a lot better than me and I always wanted the best for her.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
The sounds of footsteps brought my attention to Rafael descending the stairs. I knew it was time to hang up.
“Em, It’s time to work now. I’ll call you tomorrow. Bye.”
“Bye, sis.” By the time we hung up Rafael was standing in front of me.
“Did you go through the schedule as I said?” I focused back on Master.
“Yes, Master.” I remembered the doubt on the slave day.
“What’s a slave day?”
He smiled. “You’ll find out. I’m sure you’re going to enjoy it.”
I wonder what was so special about it. Master didn’t give me much information about it. I assumed it was my day off. If it were so I could go home, spend the day with mom and Em, which reminded me that I had to be present tomorrow for Mom’s surgery. As soon as the thought crossed my mind I felt myself get worried. If everything were to go fine tomorrow mom would be alright and be able to live a normal life.
That’s all I’ve ever wanted.