Story For My Master I told my Master I would do anything he wanted from me. I wouldnt hold back on anything. So he arranged for some time alone for us. The phone rang, showing Unknown Name, which is what it comes up when my Master calls me.

Eagerly I answered the phone.

Short clipped speech, saying a car would arrive for me in one hour. I was to have a bag packed with things I thought necessary and be ready to leave, no shower, not dressing, etc. That would happen when I arrived at my destination.

Nervous fingers cradled the phone, as my mind flew to what I should pack. What would I need for this time with my Master? Hurriedly I packed panties and bra, shorts, tank tops, wondering if clothes were needed at all? Giving up and just packing what I started to pack. Adding comb and brush, necessary toiletries, etc. I glanced at the clock. I had taken far more time than I thought I had.

I had to hurry or I would be late. I didnt know what my Master would do if I kept him waiting, but I had a pretty good idea. Quickly I got dressed, nervously smoothing non existent wrinkles and fussing with my hair. Anxiety making me quiver all over as I waited. All too soon the car pulled up. I got in and off we went.

I glanced at the driver, trying to see if I knew him or if he would talk once he saw me watching him.

He kept his face forward and never said a word. We drove across the river and out into the country.

Down small roads I wasnt familiar with. The anxiety grew worse as I realized I didnt know where I was or a way home. We drove up to a medium size house fronted by a circular driveway. No other vehicle was parked there. I wondered where my Master's truck was or if he was here yet since the garage was closed tight. The driver got out and held the door for me. He never once looked at me when he took my hand or took the bag I carried as we walked to the door.

He produced a key and opened the door, stepping back to allow me to enter. I stepped thru the door and he led me up the stairs.

Brief glances showed a very nice house, beautiful furniture, very well put together.

He stopped before a set of double doors, which he unlocked to allow me to enter.

I stepped inside and he pulled the door shut. I held my breath to see if I would hear the key in the lock again.

But I only heard his footsteps dying away. I looked at the room. Huge bed, spindled head and foot boards of heavy dark wood, big soft fluffly pillows. I knew why such a bed.

Knew my Master had picked it because of the ability to secure my hands and feet to the spindles.

Nervous butterflies danced in my stomach. I shivered as a chill raced along my skin, hardening my nipples as I envisioned myself arms tied above my head and legs stretched out wide on that bed. The door to my left opened and I jumped in surprise, dropping my bag at my feet.

A woman stepped into the room and beckoned for me to come.

On shaking legs, I walked toward her, realizing she had come out of the bathroom.

As I got closer, I actually looked at her. She was wearing a soft white clinging shirt that showed her breasts nicely. Not as big as mine but still nice. I wondered if she was the one my Master had mentioned before? I stepped past her, squeezing the the side to avoid touching her. I looked at the room I entered. There was a large sunken tub to the left, various potted plants scattered around giving a soft dreamy feel to the room.

To the right was a table covered in what looked like a soft terry cloth material and next to that was a vanity and huge mirror covered with all kinds of bottles and jars. The woman entered behind me and I stepped away from her, turning to face her. She smiled and for some reason I wasnt as nervous.

She stepped closer and this time I didnt move away.

She caught my hand and patted it.

"Undress while I get things ready." I flinched when she said that but I was determined to be brave for my Master. I began peeling out of my clothes as she went to the table and began setting things on a try beside the table. She turned to face me when I stepped out of my panties and was totally nude before her. Once more she smiled and motioned me to come to her. Lead weighted my feet as I slowly walked forward. She took my hand and gestured for me to lie down on the table.

She told me to relax as she opened a small jar of cream, dipping her fingers into it. I jerked when she dabbed it onto my sex, closing my legs on instinct. She patted my thigh and I relaxed as she picked up a soft cloth and began rubbing the cream into my skin, small circular motions down and down until she would have been rubbing over my slit had my legs been wider. She picked up another cloth, pressing it against my skin and then peeling it away.

I felt tiny tingles as the small hairs pulled free of my skin. Sending shivers up my skin, hardening my nipples once more. She didnt seem to notice and I was glad for that. She picked up a tube and squirted it into the palm of her hand.

Rubbing her palms together she was massaging it into my sex, the skin tingling from whatever was in the lotion. She repeated everything over again until I was totally nude of any hair. So relaxed from her hands stroking my skin. Knowing in my drowsy mind that my Master had planned all this. Wondering if he was somehow watching me now. Looking around the room once more, looking for a camera, something, anything but only seeing another door next to the vanity. A dark smoked glass door with some kind of braided etching on the frosted glass. She told me to rest while she made a hot bath for me. I laid there, thinking about what I was doing. Totally naked in a strange place with a woman touching me in places only I touched myself.

Wondering what would come next. As my thoughts drifted back to the bed, she once more took my hand. Helping me sit up, she led me to the tub, holding my hand as I stepped down into the deliciously hot water. Smelling lilac and jasmine in the steam of the water. Leaning back, resting my head on the edge of the tub, inhaling the delicious scents. I jerked up when I felt the water slosh around me and saw her getting into the water with me! She was still clothed! The water quickly soakiing her shirt, making it cling more than ever. She shook her head, shhing me as she picked up a small cup. "Turn your back to me, so I can wash your hair." I shivered in the hot water but did as she told me. She tilted my head up as she dipped the cup into the water.

Slowly pouring it over my head, keeping it from running down my face. Two, three times she poured the water over my head. I felt the hot water stinging my scalp, felt the drops of water running down my back.

She picked up a bottle of shampoo, squirted some into the palm of her hand and began massaging it into my hair.

Strong fingers worked the soap into my hair, lifting the long strands to rub them between her fingers. I felt the tension slipping away as she worked it thru my hair.

Once more she picked up the cup and began pouring water over my head again until it all ran clear. I waited for her to use conditioner.

But I jerked when I felt the bathmitt that had been on the shelf rub down my back.

Slowly she soaped my back. Small circular motions across my heated skin. Making my nipples stand out even harder than before. She leaned forward, I shiver as I felt her breasts pushing against my back.

She slid her soapy hands down my shoulders and into the water as she cupped my hands. Slowly she ran myher hands up and over my breasts, teasing my nipples with my nerveless fingers. Shivering all over as I began feeling my sex tingling. She took her time about washing my chest, down between my breasts, around and under each breasts and then back to lightly rub over my swollen hard nipples. I leaned back against her, feeling the heat of her breasts burning into my skin as she slid her hands into the water once more. Leaving my hands resting on my thighs, she slowly touched my sex. I whimpered, automatically opening my legs as I let my head fall back on her shoulder. Her fingers teased along my sex, dipping to rub over my personal place. I softly whimpered out my Masters name as I felt her lips nuzzling against my neck.

She cupped my breast, squeezing my nipple as her finger flicked over my personal place several times. Sliding her finger deeper she teased my slit, rubbing over the tip of it, dipping her finger into me. I squeezed my eyes closed as I felt my softness began to spasm and suck at her finger.

I was restlessly moving my legs as she worked my personal place once more with her fingers.

More soft kisses along my neck and shoulder as she played with my nipples. I couldnt believe what was happening.

Couldnt believe a woman was touching me and making me feel so good.

I would be so close and she would stop. I knew she was doing that on purpose, not allowing me to cum because my Master said I wasnt allowed to cum unless he said I could. The heard a door open and I opened my eyes. My Master was coming into the room. I felt so many things in my head, fear, wonder, awe, shame because I let her touch me. But then I saw he was naked and his length was very hard. I knew he had been watching me.

Knew he had planned this exactly so with this woman.

And I was very aroused by that fact. My Master walked to the edge of the tub and held out his hand. I took it and stood, as the woman also stood up behind me.

We stepped out of the tub as she and my Master picked up thick towels and began rubbing my skin. My Master lightly scrubbing the towel over my nipples as she was slipping her hand between my legs and drying my butt and thighs. Once dry, the woman picked up a bottle of lotion. She squeeze it into her palm and handed the bottle to my Master.

He began rubbing the lotion across my shoulders and down over my breasts and down to my swollen sex. His fingers bumping into her fingers as she is smoothing the lotion between my thighs and down my legs. My Master cups my breasts, squeezing them, his fingers pinching my nipples as he leans in to kiss me.

His tongue dancing across my lips, lightly toying at the corners of my mouth before pressing between my open lips to tease my tongue. I started to raise my arms to circle around my Master's neck but the woman caught my wrists and held them at my sides. I looked at my arms and then at my Master. He gave a small shake of his head and I realized I wasnt allowed to touch him yet. The woman led me back to the table.

She walked me to the end of the table and pulled a footstool out for me to step onto so I could sit on the end of the table this time. My Master helped me lie back on the table, my legs still hanging over the edge. I realized how that position made my sex so open.

I saw the woman reach under the table and I heard something click. I saw my Master and the woman pull something from the edge of the table. I realized when they cupped my feet that it was stirrups, this table was like in a doctors office! With my feet in the stirrups, my legs were spread wide open! My Master leaned down and was kissing me as his hands squeezed my breasts, tugging at my sensitive nipples. His tongue toying at my tongue, teasing me until I am gasping for breath. His hot mouth closed over my nipple, sucking, biting my tender flesh.

I arch my back, cupping his head. He pulls back shaking his head.

The woman is on the other side of the table, and she catches my hands, pulling them above my head. Pinning them to the table, she reaches under the edge again and I watch as she loops a soft white cord around my wrists, twisting the cord between my wrists and hooking it to something under the edge of the table. Slowly trailing her fingers down my arms until she is teasing my nipples as my Master watches. Her fingers are so arousing, touching, pinching, caressing my nipples.

I am rolling my hips, thinking about my Masters hard length so close and wanting to feel it pumping into my hot little softness. She and my Master lean down, each taking a nipple into their mouth, sucking, biting, flicking with tongues, each one different. My Master sucking harder than she is, biting me. So much pleasure, swirling thru me, I am tossing my head whimpering as I feel my softness start to spasm.

My Master kisses his way to my sex.

Soft light kisses across my bare flesh, knowing what he is doing as he teases me. His tongue flicking all around my sex as her tongue flicks and toys my swollen nipples. I am spreading my legs wider, lifting my hips, wanting him to toy me so badly. He moved to the end of the table, between my open thighs.

Massaging his hands up and down my thighs as she is kissing her way down to my sex. She places soft kisses all over my softness, her tongue flicking the crease of my thighs, her hot breath caressing my aching softness. "Please oh please, Master, Please?" I lift my hips, I want it so much. He walks around the stand next to the woman. She walks to his spot at the edge of the table. My Master cups my swollen sex, squeezing it in his hands. I feel the wetness coating his fingers. He lifts one hand to his own mouth to toy and offers the other to the woman. She takes his fingers into her mouth, sucking each finger, toying down his palm as she toys my juices from his flesh. I am frozen by the sight of her tongue flicking over his skin, remembering how her tongue felt on my neck and feeling my personal place throb and ache, wanting to be toyed and sucked. My Master once more cups my sex, using his thumbs he spread my swollen flesh. The woman leans between my thighs, I try to close my legs only to realize my legs are strapped to the stirrups! Before I can say stop or anything, her tongue flicks across my aching personal place.

I cry out arching off the table as she closes her hot mouth on my personal place.

Sucking hard, her tongue flicking over it and I feel her finger penetrate my tight slit. Over and over she toys and sucks my tiny length as my Master holds me open.

I am whimpering and shivering as its building inside. I am beside myself, a woman is toying me so privately with my Masters help and it is going to make me cum! I am watching my Masters length, it is teasing precum, leaking out to run down his shaft and drip off his balls. I want to toy it so badly.

I want to taste it, want to swallow it all. I am rocking my hips, riding her tongue, so close, so near and she pulls away leaving my softness swollen, aching and on fire. She turns to the table and opens a drawer. My Master walkes closer to the head of the table, his gorgeous length jutting out hard and teasing. I look from his length into his face, begging him silently to let me toy it, taste it, oh please Master please. I jerk as I feel something cool rub over my personal place. I look at the woman and she is making pumping motions with her hips, rubbing something over my personal place.

I realize she has a strap on manhood, she is pumping her "length" over my personal place, wetting it. I look at my Master and he is leaning forward, his length rubbing over my parted lips. Smearing his cum juice across my soft lips. My tongue darts out at the wetness. Just as my Master penetrates my hot mouth, the woman penetrate my tight swollen softness with her length. I am whimpering around my Masters length, my tongue swiriling around it.

He is pumping his length into my mouth just as soft and easy as she is pumping her length into me. She leans forward, squeezing my breasts, her fingers pinching my nipples as she begins to pump her hips faster. My Master also increasing his thrusts into my mouth.

His hard length pushing into my throat over and over. Pulling back allowing me to suck air around his shaft before he once more pushes it into my tight throat. I look at the ceiling, shocked when I see myelf reflected there, see my Master playing my mouth and the woman playing my softness.

I am gasping for breath, thrashing against my bonds as I want to touch and feel and caress.

I feel my Masters length begin swelling, choking me as he pushes more of it into my throat.

I taste his precum once more and begin swallowing hard around the head of his length.

He groans and pulls out of my mouth. Walking quickly to the end of the table. The woman pulls her length out and steps back. My Master puts his hands under my knees and pushes up. The stirrups lift higher, lifting my soft place off the table. My Master mounts me, lifting one leg to brace it on the edge of the table as he thrusts his swollen length into my teasing hot softness.

The woman kneels behind my Master. She leans in close and is toying my sensitive place, toying around my slit as my Masters length impales me. She is toying my Masters length, his balls and even his sensitive place as he plays my softness.

He is groaning, his length is swelling inside me. "Yes, bitch, toy my soft place while I am playing my sweet sluts tight little softness!!" His length spasms and he is flooding me with his cum, so much its leaking out around his length, running down to coat my sensitive place.

Pumping his length in and out, forcing more of his cum out of me. My Master pulls out, I watch as a thin strand of cum stretches from my softness to the head of his length. I watch as the woman toys the strands, breaking it before she is burying her face in my softness, toying and sucking my Masters cum. Sucking my personal place, biting it as she is eating my Masters cum, making me climax again and again. My Master walks around the table.

Squeezing the base of his length, he rubs it over my open mouth. "Lick it clean, my nasty little slut." I open my mouth wider as my Master slides his hot sticky length into my mouth. Tasting our cum as I swirl my tongue around it, sucking it all in. My Master pumps his length once, pushing the head into my throat as he shoots one last bit of cum down my throat.