Evening With The Master

Based on a scene from 'Heather's Hell'

by Peter Stevens.

Used with permission.

The Master looked down at his new slave, Heather. Her little pixie face was smeared with dried cum. Bruises covered her small breasts and there was still some wax stuck to them. More dried cum was matted in her ginger pubic hair, her pussy was red and swollen and cum was dripping from her asshole to puddle on the floor.

"Goodnight, slut. Try to get some sleep because tomorrow won't be as easy as today was," he said as he closed the steel door of her cell.

He walked down the hall to the door of Cindy's cell. After pushing the buzzer by Cindy's cell, he waited the ten seconds she had to get into position, then opened the door. Being the well-trained slave, Cindy was kneeling by her mattress with the bite marks from last night’s performance livid on her tanned breasts.

"Well, Cindy, I need a long bath, a drink and some good food. I'm exhausted from having to deal with that untrained girl next door. What I need are the attentions of a civilized slavegirl."

"Yes, Master. I'll start your bath right away," Cindy responded.

Moving aside to let her out the door, he trailed his hand from her shoulder, down her back and squeezed her firm ass as she passed. He watched her long blond hair swing and her supple ass sway as she walked toward the bathing area.

"When that redheaded bitch is trained, there is going to be plenty of female beauty around here to keep my cock rock hard," he thought.

He sat down in his easy chair as Cindy began filling the tub. She brought over his drink, then knelt by the side of his chair. He played with her tits and sipped his drink while waiting for his bath to be ready. Cindy had done this so many times that she knew just when to excuse herself and turn off the water. Walking over to the tub, he lowered himself into the steaming water.

"Ahhhhhh. Perfect temperature as usual, Cindy. Turn on the jets, start some music and give me something to watch as I relax."

At the end of the tub was an open space with a stripper pole. Cindy turned on some music and began to dance. Swaying her luscious hips in time to the music, she made her way to the pole. She swung once around it, then crouched down in front and ran her fingers through her golden pubes. Slowly rising, she stroked her belly as she shimmied her upper body, making her firm tits shake.

Cindy reached up with both hands above her head, grabbed the pole and undulated her body in time to the music. Then, cupping both of her tits, she bent over and slid her ass up and down on the pole. Swinging around to the backside, she wrapped one long leg around the pole and began to hump it as she stroked her tits and squeezed her nipples.

As her provocative dance continued, it became more of a masturbation show. By the time the jets shut off, she was crouched down, leaning back against the pole with two fingers pumping her sopping wet snatch, while her other hand pulled and squeezed her tits. Her eyes were half closed and she was breathing heavily. She waited for his permission to cum, but that wasn't going to happen.

"Alright Cindy, that was very, very good. I could hear that wet pussy slurping from here. I didn't think anything could make my cock twitch after today, but that little show has brought some life back to it. Wash me and then you may fix my dinner."

No sign of disappointment showed on her face as she closed her eyes, took a deep breath to steady herself, then rose to her feet. She picked up the bath sponge and walked over to kneel beside him.

Soaping him up with the sponge, she slowly massaged his back, shoulders and chest. Cindy then trailed her nails down his chest and belly and began to wash his cock and balls. With both her hands and his cock slick with soap, she pumped him gently as she caressed his balls. After a few moments he nodded at her and she moved on to massage his buttocks, legs and feet.

Rinsing off he stepped out and let her dry him. Kneeling in front of him, she took his cock into her mouth and began sucking. Inside her mouth, her tongue moved delightfully under his cock.

A minute or so later he said, "Alright, Cindy. I think that will do until dinner. I'm also ready for another drink."

She brought him his drink as he lay back in his recliner. He stroked her shapely ass and thigh for a moment, then let her go so she could begin to prepare his dinner. When it was served, he moved to the table and motioned Cindy to take her place under the table.

As her mouth closed around his cock he said, "Cindy, you have me quite turned on tonight, so instead of a gentle suck while I eat, put some effort into it."

While he ate a leisurely meal, Cindy's head bobbed in his lap. He realized how much he missed having two well trained slaves when he had to refill his own glass of wine, but Cindy was doing much too good a job to be interrupted right now. She was using every technique that she knew to suck some life back into his drained cock and, to his surprise, it was working. By the time he was done with dessert, it was completely hard again.

"You may stop now, Cindy," he said. Pushing back his chair he continued, "You must be a miracle worker. I have spent the whole day fucking that new bitch and have dumped three loads into her slutty body. If you can drain a fourth load from my balls, you will be rewarded for your efforts.

"I would like to see you back over at the pole. Take that position you were in where your back was to the pole and your arms were over your head."

He followed her swaying ass over to the pole. She turned and reached up to grip the pole. This raised her high, firm tits even higher. He put his hands on her back and pulled her forward as he sucked as much of one of her tits into his mouth as he could fit.

After sucking on it for a while, he pulled his head back and said, "They say that any more than a mouthful is wasted, but when the tits are this beautiful, there is no waste. Now spread your legs a little more so I can shove this hard cock into that golden pussy of yours."

Cindy positioned herself as he had asked. He cupped her ass with one hand as he rubbed the head of his cock between her pussy lips with the other. With one thrust of his hips, he speared up into the tall, beautiful blond.

"Oh, Lord," he groaned as her wet, tight pussy enveloped him. Cindy began using her internal muscles to squeeze his cock as he pounded into her. Her hips pumped and gyrated to meet his thrusts. One of his hands still cupped her hard ass while the other one mauled one of her tits. She arched her body to push her pussy even harder against him.

After fucking like this for several minutes he said, "Turn around, grab the pole and show me that gorgeous ass of yours."

Cindy moved far enough away from the pole that her arms were outstretched when she bent over. Taking a firm grip on the pole she arched her back so her fine ass was sticking up, then scooted her feet toward the pole. Her grasp on the pole was the only thing that kept her from falling over. With her long blond hair hanging down over her arms, she wiggled her ass as she waited for her Master to use her for his pleasure.

He stood back and watched as Cindy moved her ass so enticingly. Her puckered little asshole winked at him as her ass moved. For a moment, he was torn between which hole to stick his cock into, but for what he had in mind, he would have to shoot his cum into that snug, talented pussy.

He sighed and made a mental note to butt fuck her just like this at the first opportunity. Stepping up behind her squirming ass, he lined his cock up with her pussy and lunged into her up to his balls. With her body, legs and feet held out of the way, it was as though just her ass and pussy were suspended in midair for him to fuck. And fuck her pussy is exactly what he did.

Grabbing her hips he pistoned his cock in and out of her. She was incredibly tight with her legs held together and that was just what he needed after his sexual experiences today. It was going to take a lot of stimulation to get a fourth load from him. However, stimulation was what Cindy was best at. Her pussy squeezed and milked his cock as he hammered her. After many minutes he reached forward, grabbed a handful of silky blond hair and pulled her head back.

"Oh, my God! Cindy your wonderful body's done it. Take this load deep in your sweet pussy!" he yelled as he shot his hot cum into her.

As soon as he had finished he pulled out and said, "Hold your pussy closed and don't let any of my cum leak out. Let's go see the new bitch and get you that reward I was talking about."

Cindy clamped her pussy lips shut with one hand while he guided her towards Heather's cell. When he threw open Heather's door and switched on the light, the girl's eyes flew wide open. The fear written on her face was easy to see.

"Well slut, I know I said your day was over, but Cindy has managed to work one last load of cum out of my balls. The problem is, all of my cum today was supposed to be yours and I know how much you love the taste. Now, sweet Cindy is keeping my load inside her cunt, so it's all nice, hot and fresh for you. She is going to kneel over you and let all that good cum mixed with her yummy juices trickle right into your mouth. After you swallow all of that, then you are going to lick her pussy clean."

He didn't think anything would shock Heather after today, but he could tell that she was horrified. "I-I-I can't do THAT! I'm not a lesbian."

"I thought we had that settled. You will do anything I tell you to do," he growled as he walked over and lit both pillar candles.

As he turned his back to light them, Cindy caught Heather's eye and quickly shook her head. "Apologize. Quickly," she mouthed silently.

Heather closed her eyes. When she opened them, there was a look of total defeat in them. "I'm sorry, Master. I hadn't realized that kind of thing would be required of me."

Just before he turned around, Cindy nodded her head to Heather and shot her a quick smile.

"Eating pussy will be required of you and much, much more that you cannot even imagine yet," he said as he held a candle in each hand. "If you do exactly what Cindy instructs you to do, then you might escape another session with these candles."

"Cindy, this ungrateful little bitch doesn't even appreciate that I used the last homemade paraffin candles on her instead of the hard wax commercial ones. Enlighten her."

"Heather, believe me when I tell you that he was very nice to you. The commercial ones burn much hotter and can leave burns. Even with your sensitive white skin, I don't see any damage from whatever happened today," Cindy said in her soft southern drawl.

"Thank you, Cindy. You have much to teach her," he said. "And when we have her settled in, remind me that you need to make some more candles. It would be a shame if the next time I decide to wax one of you I had to use the hot ones because you let us run out of the others."

"I will remind you, Master."

He really didn't care if Heather thought he was being nice to her in his own way. He just wanted her to know that many worse things than what had taken place today could and would happen to her. He was just getting started with the redheaded slut.

"Alright Cindy, you've held that pussy closed much too long. Get on her and let her have her dinner."

The tall, tanned blond straddled the diminutive redhead and knelt down. Much practice helped her align her pussy with the girl's mouth. She had learned long ago that not hitting the other girl’s mouth would have her next in line for punishment.

Heather's eyes quickly shifted from Cindy to him as he moved toward her, still with a candle in each hand. She lost sight of him as walked past her head and straddled her restrained hands. He knelt down so his balls touched her hands.

"Heather, stroke what made dinner for you," he commanded.

As Heather's stiff fingers began to caress him, he said to Cindy, "Alright, let her taste that sex nectar we made."

Cindy removed her hand from her pussy and he could see the first big gob of cum that had gathered at the bottom of Cindy's pussy fall into Heather's mouth. Heather, not knowing what to expect, did not block her throat with her tongue and began choking immediately as it hit the back of her mouth.

Since Cindy knew the kind of things that could happen to Heather if she coughed out the Master's cum, she pressed her pussy down on the girls mouth until she finally got the wad of slimy cum swallowed. He noticed Cindy's movement, but since she rose back up so quickly he did not call her out about it. When he could see Heather's mouth again, she was holding it open as individual ropes of cum dribbled down from the blonde’s cunt into her mouth.

He crouched down more so he could see better and said, "Very good, my little slaves. Now, Heather I want your tongue reaching up searching for that cum. Cindy, lower yourself until her tongue just touches your pussy."

Reluctantly he took his balls out of Heather's hands so he could move back and get lower in order to see the action as Cindy settled down closer to the redhead's mouth. He could just make out Heather's pointy little tongue as it reached out and touched its first pussy. Cindy flinched ever so slightly as the girl's tongue touched her recently fucked pussy.

This went on for a couple of minutes until he said, "Now, Heather my little slut, it's time for you to start learning how to please another woman. Pay attention to what Cindy tells you and do it with enthusiasm. Any trouble from you, or if I don't think you are trying your hardest, and you will be getting together with these candles again.

"Cindy, this is your reward for your efforts tonight. You will direct her to lick you where you want and how you want. You may make as much noise as you want and cum as many times as you wish until I get bored with the show. Teach her well."

"Yes, Master. Thank you, Master. I will teach her well."

"I'm sure you will, you little minx, because it's your pussy she'll be learning how to pleasure. It's hard to believe that when you first arrived you didn't want anything to do with another woman licking your cunt, just like this bitch," he said with a cruel laugh. "Begin," he commanded as he set the candles where Heather could see them and settled himself on the mattress so that he could watch the two girls in comfort.

"Alright Heather, for the first little while it's going to feel like I'm smothering you. I won't let that happen, so just relax," Cindy said as she lowered herself onto Heather's mouth.

"Do what you have been doing, lightly touch your tongue all over my pussy... That's right, play with the lips... Hmmmmmm, that feels really good.

"Now, lick your way up to my clitty... Oh! That feels great the way you're tongue is touching me so lightly and so quickly."

The Master laughed as he said, "She does have a quick, agile tongue, doesn't she? I'm sure it feels as good on your cunt as it did on my cock. I can't wait until she's trained to know what she's doing with it."

"That's it, Heather. Flick my little button with your sweet tongue," Cindy gasped as her hands began to knead her breasts. This was for both her benefit and her Master's. She had his permission to enjoy this without limits until he got bored. The more he had to look at, the longer it would take him to get bored and the more time she had to enjoy the attention.

"Work your way back to my pussy-hole. Yeah, that's good. That's really good! The lips are nice and open now. Lick just inside of them right around the opening to my cunt... That's right... Ohhhh! Heather you have a very talented tongue, sweetheart. Now, stick your tongue in my pussy, wiggle it around and get all those juices you've been causing me to make."

Cindy was quiet for a moment as her hips ground her pussy on the girl’s mouth and one hand slipped down from her tits, across her belly to just over her womb. As her orgasm began to tear through her, she reached out with this hand to grab a handful of red hair and pull Heather's head even tighter into her pussy.

"Oh, yes. Ohhhhh my God, yes. You're making me cum, baby. Lick my clitty... Lick it NOW!" she wailed as her hips danced.

As her orgasm waned, she took her hand out of Heather's hair and raised herself just a little. When she heard Heather suck in a deep breath she settled her pussy back down and directed, "Now, go back to flicking your little tongue all over me. There should be plenty of sweet tasting pussy juice for you to lick off after that. You need to learn to look at another person's sex juices as your reward for making them cum."

"Mmmmmm, yes. Now, clamp your mouth onto my pussy, suck in the lips and work your tongue on them while they're in your mouth... Ohhhhh, that is so good. Take the flat of your tongue and lick it hard against my lips... Okay, now do the same thing to my clitty, suck it in and lick it."

A few moments later she stiffened, then her hips began to rock. "Oh, ohhhhh! I'm cumming again," she screamed as she closed her eyes and kneaded her tits even harder.

When she opened her eyes, she looked at her Master. He nodded his head and said, "One more time, Cindy. You really fired those two off quickly. Make the little slut work for this one."

"Thank you, Master. I'll hold off for a while this time."

"Heather, you're on your own this time. If you work really hard, then I'll be ready to cum right away when our Master permits me to."

He moved up and knelt along side of the women. He took one of Heather's tits in one hand and one of Cindy's in the other. While Heather's breasts looked ample on her small body, it actually barely filled his hand. However, Cindy's tit stuck out on all sides when he gripped it. Both girls’ nipples were hard against his palms. He was sure that while Cindy's was hard from sexual excitement, Heather's was hard from fear. Playing with their tits, he waited.

A minute went by... Two minutes... He felt Cindy jerk slightly. Apparently Heather had done something just right. "Tell her about it Cindy," he murmured.

"Oh, Heather. What you did just a moment ago was fantastic... Yeah, that's it again," Cindy groaned.

She looked at her Master and, when he nodded his permission, she said, "Her tongue is so light and quick. I've been licked right there before, but not like that."

Her Master smirked and said, "I've been letting you have entirely too much pleasure since I've been back. One more minute and you can cum again."

He watched the clock while toying with the tits filling his hands. At the one minute mark he said, "Alright Cindy, you may cum now."

Cindy moaned, "Suck my lips in and lick them hard, Heather... Harder... Ohhhhh yeah! My God."

Again she grabbed a handful of red hair and pulled Heather's mouth tight to her cunt. Her hips exploded into action as she ground her pubes on the girl's face. This cum lasted much longer than her other two orgasms put together. When it passed she fell forward, catching herself on her hands. She knelt there, breathing heavily.

Taking his hand from Heather's tit, he began stroking and fingering the blond's soaking wet pussy. Heather had her eyes closed and was also panting hard as she was finally able to breath freely once more.

Slapping Cindy on the ass he said, "Lay down on her mattress and catch your breath. This slut here has one more thing to do."

Heather's eyes snapped open, filled with fear once more. He straddled her and pulled her head up by the hair. "My cock isn't clean. Cindy and I got cum all over it. Put it in your mouth and get it nice and clean again," he growled.

Heather opened her mouth and he shoved his flaccid cock in. She began to suck it and move her tongue around on the underside. He let her work on it for a minute, then shoved her head back.

"I think that will do for now," he said as he stood up.

"Please Master," Heather begged. "I really have to pee really bad."

"Silence," he roared. "That's one punishment for you tomorrow for speaking without permission. Cindy, tell her about a slaves bodily needs."

"Heather," Cindy said in her soft voice. "All our bodily functions are at our Master's discretion. If he says that we can't pee, poop or cum until he tells us to, we have to obey or be punished. It will take a while, but you'll learn how to wait."

"Alright, slut," he said as he escorted Cindy out the door and turned off the light. "I'm done with you for today, but I've got lots of fun planned for you tomorrow, so sleep well.

"Cindy, I haven't had to punish you in over a week. That's much too long. You are going to forget your place with all these rewards and no punishment. If you want to avoid punishment tonight, you need to have the kitchen clean, dishes done and yourself fed in under 15 minutes. One stroke for every thirty seconds you're over the time limit. Now move!"

As he walked to his recliner, he watched Cindy's ass sway and tits bounce as she hurried to the kitchen. She was not allowed to run but what her fast walk did to her body was very pleasant to watch. For a while he thought that she might make the deadline, but the food had dried on the dishes by this time and it took her a little longer than normal. It was seventeen minutes and fifteen seconds by the time she was kneeling before him.

"Well Cindy, that looks like that's five strokes on your sweet ass tonight," he said as he rose and went over to the wall that held a variety of paddles and straps.

One at a time, he picked up several and swished them through the air or smacked them on his palm. He knew Cindy could hear each one, but could not see them. However, after being with him this long, she knew them all by sound. The idea of Heather having to learn how all of them sounded, and felt, brought a smile to his face. Picking out a leather clad paddle he moved over to a padded chair with no arms. This was the punishment chair.

Seating himself comfortably he said to Cindy, "I think we'll use this one tonight. You can come over and take your position now."

The tall, leggy blond walked over and bent over his lap. Her firm belly lay on his legs and with one hand he squeezed her hanging tits. His other hand stroked where her hips flared out from her slender waist. On her long back he could barely make out some marks where he had gotten carried away with a lash.

"You may wiggle if you need to, but make no sound," he said as he picked up the paddle.

Smack! The first stroke was not that hard and Cindy held still. She knew that if she wiggled on a light hit he would add an extra one.

The second stroke was a hard one and she wiggled her delightful body in his lap just the way she knew he liked. The third stroke was just like the second and she wiggled her smooth belly over his bare thighs again.

The fourth stroke almost caught her off guard. It was another light one and she caught herself just before she moved. However, the fifth and final one was so hard that she had to use all her discipline not to make a sound. She squirmed quite a bit until the burning began to fade.

"Alright Cindy, you may kiss me goodnight and return to your cell. She climbed off his lap and knelt in front of him. Taking his cock in her hand, she kissed the head, then each of his balls. After running her tongue up the underside of his cock, she sucked it all into her mouth until her nose was against his belly.

Pulling her head off his cock, she rose and said, "Thank you, Master. Goodnight."

His eyes were glued to her rosy red butt cheeks as they swayed across the room to her cell door. When she closed her door, he checked that both telltale lights were lit on his console showing that the automatic locks had engaged.

Heading for his room, he thought about how tired he was and how good his bed was going to feel. He needed to get some rest. Tomorrow promised to be a busy day.