Obedience (part five) - working from home

March 5

You’d meant to be responsible that day. Meant to. But you’d been so wet.
What Master did to you…
Had been explosive. Porn came on your screen to omit the hunger, but it wasn’t enough. You watch the master on the monitor tie, flog women; watch his sultry minions lick her pussy… toy her holes….

You’d meant to be good. Meant to.

But he came unannounced. Your next zoom meeting was his tongue and fingers below the monitor as you stammered answers. Mercifully, it’s the last of the day. He cuffed your wrists and ankles to the table. He holds you down as he cums inside you, safely and with a condom.

The wax comes next. Your breasts, your pussy, ***ted red and burning. Your eyes roll. You beg.

The fuck machine is a welcome relief. He simply ties it to you so he can take your supple mouth, your pussy straining. A knock at the door admits three more men, masked, in suits. Without untying you, they take you from the table, fucking your every orifice at master’s command. A beautiful blond, blindfolded, an o gag in her mouth, sucks him off.

All she can hear is a symphony of your moaning as he takes her. All you see is master fucking her as the men use you, again, again.

“Leave us,” he orders. The men leave. He smiles. “Come and use her, pet,” he says. “Fuck her, and I’ll fuck you….”