Mastered
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“No...uh, no problem,” I replied. I was surprised not only by the fact that a random woman was thanking for me for bringing her to orgasm, but that I'd given her one in the first place. I didn't have too much time to think on it, though, because Jake was pushing me from behind, angling me towards another platform.
“Your turn,” he growled, his hard cock pressing against my ass as he guided me towards the polished wood.
Looking around, I realized that a small crowd had formed, and that most of the other people in the room had come to watch the Master and his woman. His woman. My core throbbed at the thought.
Spinning me around, Jake scooped me up and placed me squarely on the platform, pulling metal stirrups from the bottom of the station and tucking my feet into the holders. They were almost like the ones at the gynecologist, except these were padded with cushy satin, and surprisingly elegant. Taking it all in, about 10 or 12 people circled around me, most of them stroking their already-hard cocks or burying their hands in their cunts.
Jake walked around to my head, trailing his fingers down my arms before capturing first one wrist, then the other, snapping them into handcuffs already attached to the platform. Reaching into one of the shelves, he pulled out a long rectangle of deep pink silk, draping it softly across my eyes. I squirmed a little, my panic-level rising as I realized I would be blindfolded and tied down in a room full of strangers. I felt Jake bend next to me, his voice directly in my ear.
“It's okay, darlin'” he soothed, his hand cupping the side of my face as his thumb slid back and forth on my cheek. “I'm not going to let anything happen to you, and I'll be right here, right where you can hear me, the entire time. Okay?”
I sighed and nodded, knowing that if Jake said he'd stay with me, he wouldn't so much as take a single step back.
He kissed me firmly on the lips, his tongue dipping to tangle with mine before pulling back. “Good, Miss Wells. Now, lift your head for me so I can finish tying on your blindfold.”
I raised my head in obedience and felt the silk cinch around my eyes before Jake's hand on my forehead gently urged me back against the platform. “Just so you know,” he said again in my ear, this time making me jump, “I'm still the only one who's allowed to make you cum.” I moaned at the idea as the first wet mouth began to suckle on my breast, joined immediately by another, biting on my other nipple. I cried out loudly in ecstasy.
Chapter 11
I don't know exactly how long I was tied down for, but it felt like an eternity. Hands would glide slowly from my feet up to my core, then slide around my thigh and barely brush my swollen pussy lips. Mouths would suckle on my breasts before kissing a wet path down my stomach, purposefully avoiding my dripping mound. As another tongue traced the outside of my cunt but wouldn't delve inside, I whimpered.
“Please, Master,” I begged. “Please touch me. Someone, please touch me!” There was a moment of silence as the hands and lips on my body stopped roaming.
“You may proceed,” Jake said, his voice clearly laced with amusement.
The hands started up again, except this time, there were no rules. Before I could process what was happening, lips clamped down hard on my breasts while two or three fingers, all seeming to belong to different hands, pumped slowly in and out of my sopping cunt. As quickly as the fingers entered me, they were gone, replaced instantly by an eager mouth, lapping at my pussy as the man moaned in appreciation. After ten or fifteen seconds of his mouth lavishing my core, his disappeared, a pair of full, soft lips taking over, suckling on my swollen clit with loud, wet noises.
“Don't cum yet, Miss Wells,” Jake ordered, his hands sliding down the sides of my neck to pinch my nipples hard. I arched sharply, a new tongue delving into my pussy.
“Master,” I panted, so wonderfully lost in the sensations, “I don't know how much longer I can...hold out.” Fingers joined the mouth on my cunt, and my body was being openly ravaged.
Jake bent down and kissed me roughly on the mouth, sliding the blindfold off my eyes and tossing it aside. “I was hoping you'd say that,” he grinned. I looked down to see a beautiful woman with big blue eyes staring into mine, her mouth buried in my pussy and licking eagerly. The other observers had gone to Jake, removing his suit jacket, unbuttoning his shirt, and stripping him naked. I felt my mouth fall open at the sight of his gorgeous cock, all thick 8 inches erect and rock-hard.
The woman between my legs gave my pussy one last sloppy kiss before standing up and moving out of the way, letting Jake step between my parted thighs. Looking up, I saw two people unlocking my handcuffs, and I stretched my arms, rolling my wrists to wake up the muscles. My hands immediately found Jake, gliding along his muscled chest and raking my nails down his arms. He bent down to kiss me, his cock pressing against the opening of my pussy. “Jake,” I whispered, “you're fucking gorgeous.” He chucked against my neck, his mouth sucking on the delicate skin and nipping lightly on my shoulder.
Standing straight, he grasped his length in his hand, lightly slapping his hardness against my clit before slowly easing his thick cock inside of me. I'd never felt anything so absolutely delicious. My pussy stretched slightly, taking him inch by inch into my tight wetness, both of us moaning loudly as we stared into each other's eyes. Finally buried to his balls, Jake began rocking back and forth, almost sliding his cock out completely before slamming it into my cunt. I was screaming in pleasure, my breasts bouncing with each thrust as his hand slid between us to flick against my clit.
Everyone stood by and watched. It's as if they knew this was a moment for only Jake and I, and while they could look, they absolutely couldn't touch. The room had fallen entirely silent with the exception of our bodies, our moans and yells mingling with the incredibly wet sounds of his cock sliding into me.
“Master,” I gasped, barely aware enough to use the name, “please.” I was openly begging, my entire body alight with pleasure. “Please. Please, Master. Please let me cum. I-” I couldn't speak anymore, the moans taking over as my best friend pounded into me.
“Cum for me, Miss Wells,” Jake said, looking intently into my eyes. “Cum on my cock.” With that, he ground his thumb against my clit, his thrusts deepening. I came instantly, screaming as my back arched off the platform, my pussy clenching his dick, slamming deep inside of me.
When I came back to reality, Jake was standing over me, still thrusting slowly. His brow was shiny with sweat, his expression one of complete control and concentration.
“Mmmmmmmm,” he moaned, “That's my good girl.” Tiny aftershocks of the orgasm rippled through me, and Jake groaned at the tight spasms in my cunt.
Bending down, he scooped me up, letting my weight slide down on his cock for just a moment, his hard length hidden completely inside of me, before lifting me off and setting me on the floor. My legs were shaky, and I laughed, too satisfied to be embarrassed.
“Can you take anymore, Miss Wells?” Jake teased, looking to the gorgeous blue-eyed woman from before, spread on a platform while a man roughly sucked her tits. I gave him my best seductress smile before striding over to the woman in what I hoped was a confident fashion. Instead of reaching into the shelves and grabbing a dildo, I sank to my knees before her spread cunt, marveling in the soft wetness. Looking down, I saw my knees resting on a firm pad, undoubtedly there to provide comfort in just this sort of situation.
Leaning forward, I took a slow, tentative lick up her pussy, letting my lips linger over her clit. I'd tasted myself once or twice before, but it wasn't nearly as erotic as the taste of this woman on my tongue. Jake knelt down beside me, a smile on his face.
“You sure about this, darlin'?” he asked. “You know you don't have to.”
“She licked me so well, I want to return the flavor,” I said easily, before burrowing my face again in her cunt. The woman writhed on the platform, her fingers sliding down to tangle gently in my hair. I licked eagerly, loving the rush of power at knowing I could get her off. The man left her breasts to come behind
me, pulling on my hips until I got on all fours, my mouth on the woman and my ass to the sky. I felt his fingers slide into my sopping pussy, pumping quickly and curving enough to rub against my g-spot. I moaned in appreciation.
His fingers left, replaced instead by the head of his cock, pressing against the opening of my core. Feeling the man roughly jerked away, I looked over my shoulder to see Jake pinning the man against the wall, his forearm against his throat before dropping the man and stepping away. Two men in black tuxedos approached, bouncers by the look of it, and grabbed the man in question, leading him towards the exit. “I'm sorry,” Jake called after the man, “but you knew the rules.” With that he turned back to me, apologies in his eyes as he ran his hands through his hair. He knelt next to me before kissing me softly.
The woman on the platform continued to squirm, her fingers taking over where my mouth left off.
“I'm sorry, darlin',” he said. “Everyone knew not to push me with you. They can touch, but they can't...” his voice trailed off.
“Fuck me?” I teased.
“Have you in that way.” Jake's face was incredibly serious. “Make love you to. Take you.”
My heart stopped for a split-second, and in that moment, I knew I was in love with Jake; I knew I was in love my best friend. The intensity of the emotion made my heart ache.
“Well then, Master,” I said, winking at him jokingly, trying to hide the new flood of emotions racing through my body. “Will you please do the honors of making love to me?”
Jake smiled, looking briefly at the woman who's pussy was still inches from my mouth. “You bet your ass, Miss Wells. Plus, by the looks of it, it seems you've got a job to finish,” he teased.
He easily positioned himself behind me, and I licked the woman's finger that was gliding slowly over her clit. She moaned and pulled her hand away, letting me have free-reign of her delicious cunt. Jake's cock pressed against my wet slit before slamming into me, each hard pound of his dick pushing my mouth against the woman's core. I sucked eagerly, slurping at her pussy as Jake grabbed my hips and drove his cock so deeply inside of me that my toes curled. His balls slapped against my clit with each thrust, causing a tingling to start deep inside. Feeling another orgasm building, I gasped between pussy licks. “Master!” I yelled. “Please!”
Jake's voice was frantic, his thrusts growing deeper and harder while his hands dug into my hips, pulling my pussy against him. “Cum. Cum now. Cum for me, darlin!” he screamed, sending me over the edge as I sucked hard on the woman's cunt. Feeling her clit throb and her muscles tighten, I knew she was cumming too, and I moaned into her pussy while mine milked Jake's cock, an untamed yell coming from his lips as he spilled his seed inside me. He collapsed against me, curving his sweaty, muscular body against my back and kissing my shoulders. Pulling away, he stood and helped me to my feet, his cum running down the inside of my thighs.
One of the people who'd been watching the scene approached and fell to her knees in front of me. She looked up and ran her finger through Jake's cum, sucking it off her finger with a moan. “May I?” she asked, looking up sweetly. I just nodded. She gently nudged my legs apart until I stood with them spread slightly, her mouth licking Jake's seed off my thigh before beginning to lightly suck it out of my pussy. I wasn't sure I'd ever seen anything so intimate in my entire life. After the girl was satisfied with my cleanliness, she smiled up at me. “Thank you, Mistress.”
I was silent as the girl got to her feet and walked away. Turning to Jake, he smiled down at me.
“Mistress?” I asked.
He shrugged. “I thought you'd be okay with it. You are my equal, after all. My partner. Plus, you still need a job right?” he teased, pulling me into his chest and kissing the top of my head. I laughed against him.
Looking into his eyes, I was again floored with the intensity of emotions I felt for him.
“Mags?” he began.
“Yeah, Jake?”
“I love you, darlin'.”
I felt my eyes well up at his sincerity.
“I love you, too.”
His face lit up brighter than I'd ever seen it.
“So, Mistress...” he said, his arm waving over Michael who was standing nearby. Michael approached with my clothing from earlier in the night folded neatly in his arms.
“Yes, Master?” I replied.
Jake took the clothing and handed it to me. “How about that burger?”
Later, as I walked through the still-packed dining room of Jake's No. 2 and out into the bustling streets of downtown Austin, I couldn't help but smile at the night's events. With my pussy drenched, legs wobbling, and holding hands with the man of my dreams, I knew I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11