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COMING OF AGE
“The unwanted journey to dominance”
Chapter Eight New Orleans bound
The trip back to New Orleans was uneventful. Thomas stopped for fuel once. Heather and Julian went to the restroom. When they came back to the car, Thomas told them both to sit in the back seat. “You two have talked non-stop since last night, I could tell you both to shut up; however, I hate warm beer and burned dinners, and my Julian loves pain. This would be a no win situation.”
Julian leaned over the seat and kissed him. “Yes Sir, you are the best master in the world we won’t talk so loud.”
Thomas kissed her. “Good girl.” he said
Julian and Heather spent the afternoon unpacking the car and straightening the house. It was early fall, they usually didn’t leave the beach house for another month. This time it was special. The time was at hand that Heather would fulfill her destiny; she would finally use what she had learned over the years. In two days, she would meet him. She was confident and at the same time a little nervous. She had experienced pain, and passion, and endured punishments, some punishments like spankings she really enjoyed. The only regret she had and that was she had not experience sexual intercourse. She had never had a man between her legs or in her mouth. She had held Thomas’ cock in her hand, felt its heat and the velvet texture of its crown. The toys she had, the vibrators the dildos, they were long and thin, not fat and long like Thomas’ cock. Julian had made sure that not one of the toys she had was bigger than her index finger. She had had a woman’s mouth between her legs; she made her cum so hard she felt like she had squeezed her insides out of her pussy.
Julian took Heather to the beauty parlor she was; waxed, trimmed, manicured, pedicured, hair trimmed, eyebrows plucked and shaped. Julian and Heather spent the better part of a day having this done, and they treated themselves by going to the mall.
Heather asked her what time of the day or night her appointment was, Julian said it was in the afternoon. Heather went to the casual department she picked out a lightweight floral print linen dress. Julian said, “What are you doing?” Heather smiled. “Since my appointment is in the afternoon, it isn’t formal. I would be out of place in a strapless gown. I will go casual. It will suit the occasion.” Heather picked out a pair of open toed pink pumps, a sheer pink thong, a sheer demi-cup pink lace bra, and a small pink clutch purse. Heather went to the perfume counter. A new perfume, it had a wonderful light floral almost gardenia like aroma with a hint of rose. “Mmmm that smells so.” Heather said.
“What about hose and garters,” Julian asked.
“I have a perfect tan, no tan lines; I want him to see me, not the lingerie I'm wearing.” Heather kissed Julian’s cheek. “I love you.” She said.
“I love you too. Let’s go pay for this and go home, I am hungry and I bet Thomas has destroyed the kitchen.”
“Oh, my God, Thomas, I forgot about him, he will punish me for sure.”
“ Oh Julian, give him one of your famous I am sorry blow jobs, after one of those he would forgive you for murder.” Julian laughed. “Come on miss magic mouth.” Heather said.
Heather and Julian arrived at home. Heather carried her packages to her room. She stopped at the door to the den. She turned and motioned for Julian to come. There in all his glory was Thomas, sitting in the middle of his campsite in his recliner. On his left was a cooler with beer, on the right was a trashcan full of beer cans and two empty pizza boxes. The TV was on its regular sports channel, and Thomas lay there snoring. Heather and Julian laughed, Julian said, “My King.” She went in, slid into his lap, and kissed him. Thomas hugged her, and then squeezed her breast.
“I will be upstairs for a little while.” Heather said.
Thomas put his hand between Julian’s legs, “Make it an hour Heather.”
“Yes Mister Thomas and hour I will take a bath, goodbye all.”
Julian’s was slipping to her knees in front of Thomas. Heather thought, “One please forgive me blow job coming up,” and up the stairs, she bounded. She heard Thomas moaning as the bathtub filled. Heather slipped into the tub of hot water. She lay back, closed her eyes, and let the warmth and sensual feeling of the waster wash over her.
“Tomorrow,” she thought, “I will be a woman, I will have a Master.” Heather slipped down in the tub submerging her head. Then she stood and showered to rinse off. Heather toweled off and walked to her room. Slipping on a T-shirt, she went down stairs. Julian was naked wearing only her apron.
“Julian I see you got a nice spanking.” Heather said.
“Oh it was delicious.” Julian was making dinner for them.
“Master was full, I replenished his beer supply and you, and I my sweet will have our favorites, “PB&J with milk, One or two my dear?”
“Two please, I’m famished. I am so excited about tomorrow.”
Julian looked at her. “Heather listen very closely to what I have to say, I know this Master, he is a wonderful man, remember do exactly as he says. Do not hesitate to do it; do not question what he asks, He will not hurt you.”
“Yes Ma’am.” Heather said.
“Burp, Bring more beer wench.”
“Yes your highness.” Julian laughed and carried a cold six-pack to him. Heather and Julian finished their dinner. Heather made a cup of espresso.
“I smell that.” Thomas said as he sauntered into the kitchen. “May I?” Heather handed him a cup and he sat at the table. She handed Julian the other cup. She made another for herself. Heather joined them at the table. Thomas’ eyes were red, he looked at Julian and Heather he drank his espresso, and then said, Julian, we are losing our girl.”
Heather got up and went to Thomas she sat in his lap her bare bottom on his leg. She hugged him and said, “I may be leaving tomorrow, but you will never lose me, I will always be yours first, I love you both so much.”
Thomas shed a tear; he hugged Heather tight, “I love you too.” Julian got up sat on Thomas’ other leg and hugged and kissed him.
“Thomas, I’ve never seen you shed a tear before now, and I could not love you anymore than I do right now.” Julian kissed him again; she held his face in her hands.” My big strong sadistic man does have a heart.”
“Shhh,” Thomas said. “Not so loud, if any one were to find out, it would ruin my image.” Heather and Julian hugged him again.” Ok, ok, enough of this mushy stuff, clean the kitchen before spank you both.” Julian and Heather both rose and bent over the table. Thomas popped them once each on the ass.” Go on now. I am going back to the den, bring me another Espresso.” He pinched Julian’s tit and left the kitchen.
“Oh you teaser, go on” Julian said.
Heather and Julian talked until ten. Thomas said, “It is bed time. Good night Heather.” Julian got up and went to the bedroom she turned down the bed, selected a nice thin cane, and waited for Thomas. Thomas appeared looked at Julian, "a good choice Julian.” Julian got on the bed on her hands and knees. Thomas laid the cane across Julian’s ass. He said, “A dozen seems right tonight.”
“Yes Master.”
The cane made a swishing whistling sound as it cut the air. Then the unmistakable sound, the cane made when it contacted her ass, THWACK. A thin red line began to form on her ass. “Oh God, Thank you Master, may I have another?” Julian wiggled her ass again, the whistling swish of the cane. THWACK.
Heather sat on the stairs listening as Thomas counted off each lash, twelve in all, of the cane. Heather felt a warming sensation deep in her. She desperately wanted to find her favorite toy, her little monkey. She would not, tomorrow was her day she climbed the stairs to her room
Heather laid there for the longest time trying to sleep finally she drifted off to sleep. Heather was so excited she woke up five or six times during the night.
Julian woke Heather up at eight thirty a.m. Heather jumped up off the bed,
“Oh God, I have slept too long, I am late.” She crashed into Julian.
“Whoa, Heather, it is only 8:30 a.m.” Julian said. “You have time, slow down.”
“But, but –
“I said you have time.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Heather sat back on the bed,
“Come to breakfast it is ready. Thomas was up late last night he slept late today.” Heather giggled, “I wonder why?”
Julian shook her ass; it was still striped from the cane. “I wonder.” She said coyly.
Heather ate her breakfast. She thought about all she had to do. Heather helped Julian with the dishes. She went to her room to prepare herself, she showered, washed, and dried her hair, brushed her teeth, she put powder on, she put perfume on her neck and behind her ears, between her breasts, and on her mound, she put her make up on, a little powder, rouge, eyeliner, she darkened her eyebrows. She even repaired the nail that she had chipped. Heather pulled on her pink thong, adjusting it to just cover her labia, she put on her bra, adjusted her breast to center them, making sure her nipples were just visible above the demi cups. Heather slipped on her dress; she zipped it up and then slipped on her pumps. Heather looked in the mirror; she combed her hair again, pulling a lock of hair in front of each shoulder. Heather picked up her purse put her walled and a few odds and ends in it. Heather came down stairs.
Julian and Thomas watched her entrance. “Wow.” Thomas said. Julian poked him in the ribs with her elbow, “watch it big boy, I remember when you would say that about me.” I still do my sweet Julian.”
“How do I look?” Heather asked.
“Uh, would I be enough to die for, be okay?” Thomas said.
Julian threw him a look. “Yes baby, you are just beautiful.” Julian said.
“We have a little while before we go.” Thomas said.
“Where are we going, what is the address,” Heather inquired.
“810 Rivers Edge,” Thomas replied.
“Doesn’t that cross Canal Street?”
“Yes it does, it crosses around the 600 block,” Thomas said.
“Ok, I have time; I will ride the street car and walk. It is only two blocks.”
“Are you sure?” Thomas said.
Heather looked at Thomas and Julian, “I have been trained for this my whole life, I want it more than anything under the sun; however, I also want to be able to turn around and come home at any time before I get there and commit myself. This is something I have to do by myself.”
Thomas smiled and nodded his head. “Heather, you’re right, this is something you must do on your own. I am very proud of you.”
“Thank you Thomas, that means everything to me.”
“Julian if you get dressed you can walk me to the street car.”
“Hurry up Julian. Don’t make her late...” Julian ran to her room to get dressed.
Thomas handed his cell phone to Heather, “Call me if you want me to come get you.”
“No thank you, but I will take it to call you to come get Julian at the street car stop.”
Thomas laughed. “Ok, but it is only two blocks to the stop.”
“Well you know how emotional Julian gets; she might try and wait for me to come home. I will call you and give her the phone.” Heather kissed Thomas lightly on the lips.
“Hey, he is mine you know,” Julian, said,
“Just borrowing him for a minute,” Heather said.
They all laughed.
“Ok, Get,” Thomas, said.
Julian or Heather spoke not one word from the house to the corner where they turned toward Canal Street. They simultaneously began to babble. They looked at each other and laughed. Julian said, “I don’t know which of us is more nervous, you or me.”
“You are,” Heather said.
“Well, let us get it over with, come on.” They picked up their pace.
“We could go to Mexico.” Julian said.
Heather stopped then Julian stopped. Heather said, “Julian, us go to Mexico?”
“Yeah,” Julian said.
“Julian, without Thomas telling you when to go pee, you would hold it until you burst. No, my sweet Julian, I love you, but we have our own destinies. You have Thomas and I have what will or will not be at 810 Rivers Edge.”
Julian began to cry.
“I will call Thomas to come get you if you cry anymore.”
Julian sniffled, “okay baby, let’s go.” They walked arm in arm the last two blocks. The streetcar approached the stop. Heather dialed Thomas, “come get her,” she gave the phone to Julian. She stepped aboard the streetcar, paid her fare, sat down, and waved to Julian. The car started moving. Heather watched as Julian became more and more distant. She saw Thomas stop to get her. When she could no longer see them, she watched the World go by.
Closer and closer she came to Rivers Edge, the conductor said, “This is your stop Miss.” Heather smiled and winked at the conductor, he smiled back. She stepped down off the car. When the car had passed and the traffic cleared, Heather crossed the street. She walked up Rivers Edge. This was the old historic part of town, just over there a few blocks was the Quarter and Jackson Square. She thought it was strange to have a house in the middle of the city. She had been on Rivers Edge before she had never seen a house here.
The 600 and 700 blocks were short, very short, she saw 810 Rivers Edge. There it was 810 Rivers Edge a massive three story brick building set back off the street an iron fence enclosed a small garden A large three-story building set back off the street. It looked like it may have been at one time and old library or maybe a bank. She opened the Iron Gate, walked up the walk; the garden ran from the sidewalk to the building. An oasis of beauty in the middle of brick and concrete of the city, there were marble benches and little sitting areas. It was beautiful. She checked herself straightened her dress flipped her hair off her shoulder. She was ready, well as ready as she ever would be. She walked up the short path; in front of her were two massive bronze doors their once shiny bronze, now dull with green patina everywhere but on the handles. A brass lion’s head knocker hung from the door as if it was guarding this entry. A small sign with an arrow painted to the right it said, “Ring bell.” She pushed the button a voice said, “May I help you?”
“My name is Heather. I have an appointment at 1:00 p.m.”
“Yes, come in please.” The door began to open. Heather walked into a huge entry hall. She looked around. “Wow.” this place is like a palace. “Hello,” she called out. The door began to close. Heather stepped further into the room.
“Hello.” a voice replied. “I’m in the first room on the right. Please come in.”
Heather walked into the room. She looked about it was a library with books from the floor to the ceiling. The room had a balcony around it, and two floor to ceiling windows and the sun shining through lighted circular stairs in the corner. The light streaked across the rich dark wood floor. Heather stepped into the light. “Stop there.” The voice said. Heather remembered what Julian had told her. “She trusted that man with my life, so do as he says baby, you will be ok.” She stopped, the voice said turn to your right, turn right again, again, one more time. Heather soon faced the same direction as when she entered.
COMING OF AGE
“The unwanted journey to dominance”
Chapter Nine Interview with a Master
“I am Phillip Dubois.” The voice said.” Now please take off your dress.” Heather took off her dress and let if fall to the floor.” Now take off your bra and thong.” Heather took off the bra and thong. She stepped out of her panties. A voice behind her said turn around. She turned to face him.
“Oh my God.” she said to herself, “he is beautiful.”
Phillip walked around her, He inspected her, “yes, yes, you are my Treasure. You will do very nicely, come Treasure,” he said.
“I’m Heather.” She said softly.
“Yes, I know.” He said, “You are now my Treasure and I will call you Treasure.”
“Yes Sir.” She replied.
“Come girl get that pillow and kneel there.” Phillip sat in a red leather armchair. Heather stared at him. She had fallen in love with him the moment she saw him.
“You saw me a long time ago,” Heather asked, “yes we have had our eyes on you since we saw you at the markets on Roberts Street. You were stealing fruit and things from the vendors. You were how old then what, eight maybe ten”
”No Sir, I was seven years old,” Heather said.
“We found out you were in the orphanage, you had no family, no parents, and no kin. We had you placed with the Jordene’s, you told Thomas you wanted to be just; like Julian when you were ten I think.
“Yes Sir, I did and I still want to be like her, sir you said we, we saw you.” Heather said. She sat there listening to him.
“We, oh the word we, that would be me and my father, actually it was his idea, He said you deserved a better life than living in that place. He did the same thing for a lot of other children finding them homes and in one way or another supporting them.”
Treasure nodded, “I would like to thank him for what he did.”
“Treasure, my father died several years ago.”
“I’m so sorry he must have been a good man, my condolences mister Dubois.”
Phillip explained to Treasure what her duties and responsibilities would be. He told her she would have limited house old domestic duties. Heather said,
“Limited, a house this size would be more than limited Sir.”
Phillip explained that a crew came in once a week and Margarete did the rest and was the chef.
Mesmerized by his looks she just sat there and stared at him, he was over six feet tall and solidly built, his black hair combed back on his head with touches of grey at the temples, his eyes were almost black, and his dark skin tanned even darker. She wanted him in her. Phillip stopped talking; he looked at Heather, “Are you listening to me?”
“Yes Sir.” The truth was she was fantasizing about him taking her.
“Treasure do you have any questions to ask me before you decide?”
“Yes Sir.” She said.” I do have one.” She could not remember anything he had told her. She could not remember what her duties were. She could not think of any questions save one.
“I will give you some time to think and then I will give you one week to decide whether or not you want to be my slave.”
“Uh Sir, I do have a request.”
“Yes, what is it?”
“May I see your cock Sir?”
“That is highly unusual,” Phillip stood. Heather unbuttoned his trousers then unzipped him. She reached inside and pulled his cock free of his shorts. His cock was semi hard from her touch and him seeing her naked body, She held it in her hand it was bigger than Thomas’ was. She kissed the head of his cock, sucked it deep into her mouth. She felt him harden. She began to suck him. Phillip sat down. Heather was sucking him the way Julian had taught her. All the hours she had practice on carrots, cucumbers, popsicles was paying off. She had watched Julian suck Thomas’ cock. Julian told her where to touch with her tongue and how to touch it she taught her how to fondle his sack and suck on his nuts. Heather tasted his pre- cum she loved the way the clear thin thread would stretch between her lips and his cock. She looked at his face, his eyes were closed, and his smile was wide. She felt his body stiffen his cock erupted, a flood of his seed squirted down her throat she hungrily swallowed every drop. Heather continued to suck him teasing his sensitive head sucking every drop from him. Phillip stopper her, Heather looked at him.
“Master Phillip,” she said, “my answer is yes. I want to be your slave.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes Master Phillip, I have never been surer of anything in my life.”
Phillip looked down at her. “My Treasure, yes you are my Treasure.” Phillip pulled her up off her knees, and pulled her tight against him. He asked again, “Are you sure?”
“Yes Master I am sure.”
“Master, may I get dressed? I want to go home and pack some things and tell Master Thomas and Julian the good news.”
Phillip laughed.” Treasure, you are home. I will call Thomas and give him the good news. I will have your belongings brought over tomorrow, and tomorrow you will meet Margarete. Then Julian and Margarete will spend a week with you and help you with the protocols and rituals that I will require of you.”
“Yes Sir, Master Phillip, Thank you Master.”
Phillip continued, “Now, as I understand, you are still a virgin.”
“Uh, well, Sir, I have been penetrated by a dildo, and butt plugs Sir.”
“But, you are a virgin to a man.”
“Yes, Sir, I held a cock in my hand, yours was the first cock I have had in my mouth.”
“Ah, what a Treasure you are.”
Phillip saw Treasure squirming slightly. “What is wrong girl, are you alright?”
In a very low voice almost a whisper Treasure said, “I have to pee Sir.”
“You see the rubber plant in that big pot?”
“Yes Sir, you want me to pee in the pot Sir?”
“No, behind it is a bathroom.” Phillip laughed. I will watch you pee girl.”
“Yes Sir, Sir, do you wish to hear me and see me pee now?”
“Yes I do.” Treasure got up and went to the bathroom. She stood on the toilet seat maneuvered herself and squatted over the toilet. She spread her labial lips with her hands. “May I pee Sir?”
“Yes, Treasure, go ahead and pee.”
“Thank you Sir.” Treasure began to pee. She had been so excited to day she hadn’t gone since she awoke. Her stream made a wonderful sound when it mixed with the water in the bowl. Phillip watched. “Good girl.”
“Do you want me to clean myself Sir?”
“Yes Treasure, wash.” Treasure went to the sink wet a cloth turned to Phillip raised her leg so he could see her plainly, she washed her herself.
”Thank you Sir,” she said.
“Come on,” he said. Treasure walked by the toilet and flushed it. She followed Phillip then kneeled before him. “I also understand that’s you have been with a woman.”
“Yes Sir, but she was with me, I haven’t been down on a woman yet.”
“Ok.”
Treasure knelt in front of Phillip all afternoon when he was finished he said again,” I want your answer I will be back in thirty minutes I will expect your answer when I return,” Phillip began to get up.
“Sir she said.” Uh, my answer is yes Master, may I hug you Sir?”
“Yes Treasure.” Treasure hugged him and kissed him. She whispered in his ear, “Please Master, Sir, take me please take me.”
Phillip’s hand slid up her back to her head this fingers entwined her hair he pulled it steadily until he could see her face.” Treasure, I will take you when I want to take you is that clear?”
“Yes Master, Please forgive me.”
Phillip kissed her, “it is alright little one; I will give you a few days to settle in. I have a book of protocols for you to study and learn.”
“Oh thank you Sir, thank you.”
Phillip said, “Get dressed,”
“Dressed in what Sir?”
“What you wore over here today.”
“Yes Sir.” Treasure scurried back to the den to gather her clothes; she grabbed her clothes, returned to Phillip, and stood there. ”Please Sir; tell me what you want me to wear.”
“Bra, dress, shoes will be fine,” he said.
“Yes Master,” She put on her bra, then her dress, and her shoes.
”Come on I am hungry.”
“Yes Sir.”
They walked two blocks then turned and walked two more blocks. Phillip knocked on the door, an old black woman answered. ”Come in Mister Dubois, come in, come in Missy don’t dawdle.” Phillip led the way, he said, “this is a private club, I often eat here when Margarete is off or I want something different.” Phillip took his seat then Treasure sat, Phillip looked over at her reached down and slid her dress to her belly he put his hand between her legs and spread them open, his little finger dipped into her slit touching her clit. It was all Treasure could do to keep from having an orgasm. Phillip said, “Aroused are we?”
“Oh God yes Master.”
“Good, stay that way.” Phillip ordered red beans and rice for himself and lemon rosemary trout with endive salad for Treasure. Treasure ate her dinner in silence. Phillip did not say a word during dinner.
The waiter came more times than he needed too. Each time he would stare at Treasure’s lap, her dress barely covering her mound, her legs spread, and her pouting lips clearly visible and each time he came, she would open them slightly as if to say here look that is all you will ever do is look. Phillip would smile; he would pat the inside of her thigh each time the waiter came. Treasure was becoming more aroused; she had never been this wanton it was as if she was starving and could only look at the food but not eat it.
Phillip signed the check.” Come on.” The old woman let them out and closed the door. It was dark, Phillip offered his arm, and they began their moonlight walk home. Phillip stopped, “this look like a good place, Treasure, squat and pee.” Treasure held onto the wall pulled her dress to her waist, squatted and settled down. Phillip watched Treasure began to pee, the water ran across the sidewalk to the curb the sound was clear. Treasure moaned, contracted her bladder to make herself pee harder. ”Mmmm,” she said. Treasure finished, the aroma of urine permeated the air. She stood holding her dress around her waist.
”Spread your legs.” He said, she did, Phillip reached between her legs, grabbed her mound and lips he squeezed hard and lifted her to her toes.
Treasure cried out, “please let me orgasm,” he let her go.
“Drop your dress,” he offered his arm they walked home Phillip pressed the remote in his pocket and the door opened they walked in. Phillip walked down the hall into his office he checked his messages and E-mail then to the kitchen. ”Ok” he said, “make me some espresso everything is over there I think.”
He was amazed, she hunted until she found everything, and she made the espresso as she had at home. She asked, cream or sugar? He said, “Sugar.” She sat the cup on the tray, a demitasse spoon and served him. She approached him, set the tray on the table out of his reach. ”One or two cubes Sir?”
“Two.” Treasure slipped off her dress and bra. She put two cubes in his cup stirred it then she knelt at his side and offered him his espresso. Phillip said, “You were taught exceptionally well, you honor your Sir and mistress.” Treasure smiled and nodded, Treasure stayed there until he told her to rise and join him.
Phillip looked at the clock it was 11:30. He said, “It is bedtime.” Treasure got up put the dishes in the sink grabbed her clothes raced up the stairs to his bedroom. She turned down the bed, fluffed the pillow, looked around there was no cane or paddle or strap to be found anywhere, but there was a hairbrush. She picked it up, it would have to do, Phillip arrived, and he looked puzzled. “I am sorry Master; I could find nothing but this for you to spank me with.” He took it. Treasure got on the bed on her hands and knees. She had seen Julian do this a hundred, no, a thousand times. Master Phillip spanked Treasure with the brush, Treasure counted. ”Master thank you, may I have another?” He turned her tanned butt red and hot. He rubbed her ass. She wanted him to fuck her where she was.
“Undress me.” She got up; her ass was still sore and hurt so good. She undressed him. His shirt then shoes, then socks then pants and boxers he was beautiful, he got in bed. Treasure kneeled beside him, “may I get in bed Master?” He patted the bed on the other side of him. He was expecting her to crawl over him, she kissed his hand and walked around the bed and got in. She slid over to him, she laid on her back her legs spread her arms by her sides. ”Master, I am yours to command.”
“Come here to me make love to me my luscious slut.” Treasure rolled over onto him she kissed him on his lips; he hugged her, and kissed her back. They explored each other’s body. He fondled her, caressed her, he went down on her teasing her, tasting her, he was driving her wild, he moved up her belly put his arms under legs and lifted her knees until they were against her chest. She felt his cock sliding back and forth between her lips, rubbing her clit, Treasure was about to scream when he lifted himself up, she felt him at the entrance to her pussy. Phillip kissed her and let himself slide deep into her wetness.” Oh God,” she screamed, “May I cum, please.” Phillip pulled his cock out of her pussy until the head was just barely in her pussy then he plunged down hard. Treasure’s hips rolled and bucked. Phillip plunged into her again. Treasure thought she was being torn apart, his cock was battering against her cervix.” Oh please, Oh please,” Treasure grabbed his face, “please, I, I, I, can’t take it any longer.” Treasure orgasmed, her; pussy contracted she squirted her cum from her pussy; she bathed his cock, his nuts in her juices, her body spasmed repeatedly. Treasure was crying. ”I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I have failed you, I can’t be yours, and I failed you on my first day, please let me go, please.” She covered her eyes with her hands.
Phillip continued to pump his cock into her. ”Oh yes my slut, you failed me so beautifully, you please me. Oh God,” Phillip pulled out and squirted his cum onto her belly all the way up to her neck. He ejaculated three more times covering her in his semen.
Treasure was still crying, “I have failed you. I must go please, let me go.”
Phillip let go of her legs, took her hands away from her face. ”Look, look at me.” He said.” You have not you have not failed me. Do you hear me? I told you to make love to me and you did. You don’t need my permission to orgasm when we make love. When we screw, when we fuck, when you masturbate, or fuck someone else, you will be told when to orgasm do you hear me?”
“Yes Master.” Treasure said as she opened her eyes.
”From now on though, you ask permission to get upset or cry.” Phillip rolled off her.
Treasures got up and ran to the bathroom, she found the towels and wash cloths, she ran the water, and brought back a hot cloth to clean him. She licked, the semen off him, then washed him and dried him. She washed herself then came back to bed. Phillip was asleep it was 5:00 a.m. in the morning. Treasure laid beside him and snuggled up to him. She felt so good.
COMING OF AGE
“The unwanted journey to dominance”
Chapter Ten Margarete
Treasure awoke at 8:00 a.m. She looked over at Phillip, he was still asleep, she tiptoed to the bathroom brushed her teeth with her finger, peed, and cleaned herself. She slipped out of the room. She went down to the kitchen. She saw a tray. The coffee was perking. A voice said, “Hello missy.” Treasure jumped and turned around.” I am Margarete, are you his new girl?”
“Yes I am.” Treasure answered.” I’m Treasure.”
Margarete smiled. Margarete was fifteen years older than ‘Treasure. Margarete hugged her. ”Here take this shawl, the tray will be ready in a minute, either I can do my job or you can explain to him why you do my job. If I were you Missy Treasure, I would run back up stairs and gets in bed. I give you five minutes to wake him before I come up.”
Treasure smiled.” Ok, thanks.” Treasure ran back up stairs. Margarete brought the tray up. Treasure was under the sheet giving Phillip head when Margarete came in with the tray.
“Margarete, this is our Treasure.” Treasure came out from under the covers. Master Phillip had just come in her mouth. Margarete smiled and handed Treasure a napkin to wipe her mouth. She set the tray across his lap. Treasure started to fix his coffee. Margarete shot her a look. Treasure sat back down.” Missy, how do you like your coffee?”
“Two sugars and a little cream”
Margarete said, “Yes missy.”
Treasure said, “I’m Treasure.”
Margarete replied, “Yes Missy.” Margarete left the room.
”Oh she doesn’t like me,” Treasure said.
“Give her time besides you tried to do her job, how would you like it if she woke me and you served coffee?”
“No Sir, I wouldn’t like that at all I will apologize to her.”
“We will all have a talk this morning and straighten it all out.” The phone rang.” Yes good.” We will be down in a little bit. Make breakfast for everyone. Treasure let us go shower.” Treasure removed the tray; the bed, stained from one side to the other with semen. ”I have to pee, Treasure, hold my cock while I pee. Treasure did.” Now start the shower.” She did. He stepped in, she stepped in, he said a little hotter, and she adjusted the temperature and began to wash him. His cock became erect while she was soaping him up.” Turn around.” He said. He pushed his cock into Treasure’s ass and fucked her until he came. Ok, wash me then yourself.” She obeyed “May I pee Sir?” “Yes you may.” She started to squat but Phillip told her to just stand and pee down her legs. Treasure did. She rinsed off, they got out, and she dried him off, then herself. He dressed.” Put on a robe.” Treasure followed him out. He said, “The robe is over there.” “Yes Sir.” She slipped on the robe followed him down the hall. He opened a closed door stepped into the elevator they rode down and walked out into the hall then to the kitchen. Treasure saw, Julian and Thomas, she ran to them and hugged them, “Oh Julian, it is so..." they stood there watching her. Treasure looked around. ”Treasure, come here,” Phillip said. She returned to his side. “Margarete, Julian, and Thomas I’d like to present me slave Treasure.” He whispered, “Now you can go.” She kissed him,” Thank you Master.” Treasure hugged Julian then Thomas. She looked at Margarete and hugged her, “I am sorry I offended you. I didn’t mean to.” Margarete stroked her hair. “It is okay Missy ‘Treasure, I real quick shows you what are mines and what’s not mine.” Treasure kissed her.
Phillip, Thomas, Julian, and Treasure sat down at the table. Phillip said, “Julian and Margarete you have a week to get Treasure prepped on her protocols and rituals. Thomas, I must praise you and Julian for the wonderful job you two has done teaching Treasure. She has exceeded all expectations. Now, as I said you and Margarete have a week, no you have two weeks. Thomas and I are going to go to the west coast on business.” Julian and Treasure looked at each other then at Margarete. Julian and Margarete then smiled. Treasure looked like her gold fish was swimming upside down. Julian patted her arm. Julian leaned over whispered to her, “smile, it is better that you make mistakes with us than him isn’t it?” Treasure nodded her head and forced a smile.
“Margarete prepare the guest room for Thomas and Julian and you will stay here at the house until we return.” “Yes Sir.” “Oh, you and Treasure pack a bag for me.” Yes Sir.” They responded in unison.
“I’m going to go to the Playroom now.” Phillip said. Julian and Treasure followed the two men towards the playroom. The playroom had a pool table, several antique gaming tables.” Thomas, shall we play a game of eight ball?”
“Sure why not.”
“Treasure, stand right here.”
Phillip motioned, “Julian, take your place.”
“Oh wait, this won’t work. Treasure only has a robe on and Julian is fully dressed.”
“Then we will play one game the winner takes all.”
“Not by the ball.”
“Yes”
“Ok” Thomas and Phillip lagged for the break. Thomas won. Thomas broke and ran four balls, and then Phillip ran five. Thomas ran three and scratched. Phillip ran the table sinking the eight ball.” Julian strip” Thomas commanded.
Julian bent over the pool table Phillip selected a nice broad leather paddle. I think fifteen is good for starters. Thomas nodded Julian giggled Phillip took the paddle and spanked her after each stroke she said, “Thank you Master, May I have another please.” She counted to fifteen. Thomas said, “Double or nothing?”
“Sure.” Phillip said. Phillip racked the balls. Thomas broke the rack. They played slowly, the girls watched. “Hey Thomas, shall we say double or nothing.”
“Ok, I will take that bet.”
“Phillip that’s sixty spanks am I right?”
“Yeah,” Thomas ran the table and sunk the eight ball. Treasure dropped the robe to the floor and walked to the table, spread her legs and bent over the table. Treasure never said a word, sixty with a paddle. Treasure had never had anywhere near that many but she would die before she dishonored her Master, Thomas started one, thank you Master may I have another Thomas stopped at fifteen. Treasure looked over her shoulder at Thomas, “what did I tell you about her, she is loyal, she will never fail you, or disappoint you.” Thomas said, “Treasure like Julian is a very unique soul.” Treasure stood there waiting Thomas said, “That is all Treasure.”
Treasure said, “I want the rest, I will not fail him, even for a wager, or a foolish prank to prove a point, my Master made a bet, I’m to pay it off.” Julian looked at Treasure her expression was, “Treasure pleased be quiet.”
“Very well Treasure, I will finish them.” Phillip said,
Thomas handed the paddle to Phillip. Phillip laid it on the table. I’ll use my hand; we will start at sixteen he said. Phillip spanked her forty-five more times, Treasure’s butt was on fire she would not cry, and she would not let him down in any way. Phillip said, “I have learned something today, my Treasure is truly a Treasure to me. Stand up Treasure.” Treasure stood, thank God, her hair was in her face it hid the pain that showed when she stood up. “Treasure, go with Julian, go ice her down.” Phillip did not play when he spanked her, Phillip said to Thomas after they left, “I will never make an idle jest like that again, that woman would die before she let me down.
Thomas said, “I told you she wouldn’t and you my friend, you will make it up to her somehow.” Phillip looked at Thomas.
Thomas after a brief hesitation told Phillip, “You harm her or break her heart, and I find out, I will come and get her.” Thomas had said something that one Master would never say to another Master. Phillip looked at Thomas and said, “I love her Thomas, for the first time in my life I am in love. I would never hurt or break her heart.”
Margarete met Julian and Treasure at the door, “come here child.” Treasure started to cry. Julian said, “Treasure why did you do that?” Treasure said, “I won’t let him down even for a joke, I wanted him to know that I love him.” Julian hugged her. Treasure bent over the table her tanned butt was cherry red and beginning to bruise. Margarete pulled a cold pack from the freezer. She pressed it on Treasure’s butt. “Oh God, that hurts; I am so horny.” Margarete put her hand between Treasure’s legs put one finger in her and fingered her clit. She did something remarkable Treasure came. ”Oh God what did you do to me?”
“I will teach you one day Missy Treasure.” Thomas and Phillip started to enter the kitchen. Margarete saw them and made a face at Phillip. ”U turn,” Phillip said.” That is no man’s land right now. “Our little joke, let’s say something has hit the fan, Margarete,” Phillip said.
“Margarete, come here please.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Mister Phillip I know you long time, I know you like to joke, but that girl, that girl is special, you ain’t never had one like her or ever seen one like her. I seen dem so-called submissive cats come waltzing in here and waltz out of here and not one of dem was worth spit, compared to dat girl there! Mister Phillip, if I don’t love you likes I does, I beat you up and quit for what you did to dat girl just now. You be ashamed just pure ashamed of yourself, and you too Mister Thomas. Now I think you boys go out for lunch and maybe play dem golfs, you come home for dinner. Now scat! You hear me scat!”
Phillip looked at Thomas, “you know there are times when a man knows when he can’t win and when he has screwed the pooch. Let’ play golf.” “I’m with you Phillip.”
Margarete came back to the kitchen, “I have done run those boys out of here. They had no right to do dat to you girl.”
Julian said, “I wanted to talk to Thomas.”
“Missy Julian, I took care of dat Thomas too, this baby need our help now.”
Treasure cried more. ”I know he will not want me now, I just want to die.”
“Hush child, we go to shower, dat cold water take care of her.” Treasure limped to the shower. Margaret stepped in with her.
Julian said, “Margarete, please let me do that.”
Margarete shook her head and held onto Treasure. The cold water washed over her cooling her burning butt.
Treasure cried, “What am I going to do, he will throw me out, he will hate me Julian, what will I do.”
”Look at me, what is done, is done girl. We go on from here; we go on, do you hear, now stop the crying.” Julian said,
“Yes, Ma’am,” Treasure wrenched in pain and she stood straight up, turned the knob to warm the water “since I’m wet I will go ahead and shower.” Treasure said. Treasure washed as if she was washing all the hurt, all the pain away, that one shower on this first day was a cleansing for Treasure. “I am ready now.” She hugged Julian who stood there not believing what had just taken place. Treasure kissed Julian as lovers would kiss each other. Treasure stepped from the shower into a warm towel held by Margarete. Margarete wrapped it around her then held out a towel for Julian.
There was something different about Treasure, she was different it was as if a metamorphosis a transformation had taken place a scared child entered the shower and a brave woman had emerged. Treasure stood straight. An air about her was undeniable. Margarete said, “My mistress she is my Missy Treasure.” Treasure looked in the mirror at her butt it was red and bruised. It was more than that it was Treasure’s soul and her pride that were bruised not her butt.
COMING OF AGE
“The unwanted journey to dominance”
Chapter Eleven Naked Buffet
“Shall we go prepare a special dinner for your poor mistreated Masters, maybe a Julian-Treasure buffet?” Margarete said.
“Tell me more about this special buffet, we will get dressed and meet you in the kitchen.” Treasure said.
“Yes Missy.”
Julian came in wearing shorts and T-shirt, “Oh that coffee smells so good.” She said. Margarete handed her a big mug full.
“Mmmm, Oh this is good, Thanks Margarete.”
Treasure came into the kitchen she wore a knee length skirt and a silk blouse. She was combing her hair. Treasure looked beautiful she sat down, “Oh yeow, my butt is still sore.” She said.
“Well yeah.” Julian said. They laughed. “Now Margarete, tell me about this special Treasure-Julian buffet.”
“I decorate you with food, I lays ya’ll on the table nekked and decorate you with finger foods and desserts. Den masser Thomas and Mister Phillip eats off you. Dey have a good time to do both ya’ll, I do one of you for dinner, the udder for dessert. Dats way one help me wid the udder.”
“So whose dessert,” Julian asked.
“We get cooking then have time to go figure who the sweets is on.” Margarete made a shopping list, “Missy Julian Missy Treasure you can do dees thangs. I get us groceries.” Margarete picked up the phone, “I need these right away, it is an emergence, Ok, and you sure, kiss you Mister Pierre when you get here, Bye Mister Pierre. Now we get busy.”
“Wait a minute,” Julian said. “We don’t want them home early do we? I will call Thomas. Julian picked up the phone and called Thomas. “Thomas, we are planning a special dinner for you and Phillip, please be here by 7:00 p.m. but no earlier please, Sir I can’t tell you, it is a surprise but don’t eat much come home hungry ok. Thank you Sir, I love you Sir Bye Sir Ok, Thomas will keep them out until 7:00 we are good to go here.”
Margarete began preparing the pastry cups for the hors d’oeuvre and deserts. Julian and Treasure were peeling fruit, slicing berries, and vegetables. The bell rang Margarete pushed the button to open the door, Pierre and two young men carried in eight big boxes and five bags. Pierre carried the flowers. “Oh Derrs my Margarete.” Pierre rattled off words in French so fast no one but Margarete could understand them. “I bought this week’s groceries as well, when will you marry me Margarete?”
“Oh, you men,” She took the flowers and hugged him, gave him a kiss. He grabbed her butt and squeezed it she pushed him away. “Now shoo you dirty old man.”
“But Margarete, I love you, from the day you first entered my store.”
“Yes Pierre, I know and I love you too now scat shoo before I put you to work.” Pierre blew her a kiss. The two young men were staring at Julian and Treasure. He raised his hand to them. ”Get, you looked hard long enough.” He said. He turned to Julian and Treasure, “Madam’s Bon jour,” he tipped his hat to them he turned back to Margarete he put his hand on his chest over his heart and patted it. Margarete threw a rose at him. “You see, you see,” he said, picking up the rose. “Dat dere woman do love moi.” Pierre and the young men disappeared out the door.
Margarete turned to Julian and Treasure. “Ya know, he do love me,” She giggled, “it the only way he bring me groceries and the best he got, he squeeze my butt, kiss me, and he feel a little titty and we get fresh not old rotten things.”
Julian and Treasure jut howled with laughter. Treasure started to unpack the groceries. “No Missy, I do dat. Pierre pack my box just the way I want it.”
“Margarete, why don’t you let Pierre pack your box,” Julian said.
“Missy Julian, you know once he has candy, he doesn’t need second taste, but he always wants first taste of my candy,” Margarete shook her tits, and wiggled her butt.
Treasure laughed so hard, she wet herself. “Oops, I peed,” she said.
Margarete and Julian laughed harder. They worked all afternoon on the buffet. The hors d’oeuvres the caviar chilled just right, the salmon sliced thin, the berries were sliced, the kiwi and passion fruit, the whip cream, the crackers, and the pastry shells, everything was ready except the girls
“Julian will be first and Treasure will be the dessert,” Margarete said. “What time is it?” Julian looked at the clock, “it is 5:30.”
“We have time; you two go take a bath, no powder, no perfume, no deodorant. Now go.” Julian and Treasure left to shower.
Margarete poured some fresh coffee, added some sugar and a large dollop of whipped cream, she sat in the quiet sipping her coffee. She thought, “I love those girls, if dat man hurt my girls, I cut him from top to bottom, he wish he be not never born.”
Julian and Treasure came into the kitchen wearing robes, “Ok Missy Julian, it is 6:30, we got to start, now did you go pee, well go pee again. Once I start I ain’t gonna let you get up, you have to hold it or pee on the food.” Julian went to pee again, “come on Missy on the table,” Margarete helped her get on the table. She straightened the cloth under her, and she pulled the table close to the counter. “Missy Treasure, hand me the olive oil.” Margaret covered Julian’s body with oil. ‘Spread your legs a little more, dats good.”
Margaret began to decorate Julian with food, the hors d’oeurves, then the canapés, she put a fluted glass between Julian’s legs and filled it with a dressing, a round slice of hollowed out bread was placed around her navel then filled it with caviar. A little sliver-spoon lay beside it, the salmon slices were arranged up her chest, a star fruit was cored and placed on her areola, and a strawberry was placed on each of her nipples. The crackers and vegetables were arranged, the champagne was chilled an iced, two flutes were placed on the table the rest of the fruit was placed and arranged. “Missy Treasure go put on that long black silk gown, it is in the closet in the plastic bag, now go hurry.”
Margarete piped the crème-de-crème around the fruit. You look good enough to eat. Julian smiled, “are you ready Julian?”
“Yes and I am cold.” “Mmmm, yes dem geese bump dey does look good on you.” Margarete kissed her, “I will eat you anytime you want.”
“Yes, very, very soon I hope,” Julian, said,
Phillip and Thomas rang the bell; Margarete had locked it so they would have to ring the bell. Treasure came in, the gown fit her beautifully, Margarete answered the bell, “Yes, may I help you?”
“Margarete.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Open the door.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Missy Treasure, I will take dem to the dining room, when you hear me brought her in.” Treasure looked at Julian she was beautiful. Margarete answered the door. “May I have your jackets?” Phillip was going to say something but then he thought otherwise.
“This way Gentlemen,” Margarete led them to the dining room.
“Gentlemen,” Treasure rolled the table into the dining room.
“Your dinner Sirs,” Margarete motioned Treasure to come with her.
Phillip and Thomas looked at her, then at Julian. The looks on their faces were of sheer joy.
“Enjoy her Sirs,” Treasure said, she turned and left.
Thomas popped the champagne and poured. Thomas and Phillip toasted.
Thomas leaned down, took a strawberry with his mouth, and ate it, “I love you girl.”
Thomas and Phillip ate everything they cleaned Julian off leaving only the crumbs.
Margarete kept watch when they had finished and taken their seats she sent Treasure in to roll Julian into the kitchen. She closed the kitchen door, Julian sat up “help me I have to go pee.” Margarete and Treasure helped her off the table. Julian ran to the bathroom. “Oh god, I was about to burst.”
Margarete went into the dining room. “Gentlemen, this way please.” She took them into the study. Treasure stood with a humidor and two brandies on a tray. Treasure gave the tray to Margarete and left Margarete said, “Dessert will be served in a while, until den enjoy you cigar and brandy.” Margarete left. “Missy Julian, go shower quick, you can wear dat black gown, now hurry Missy use the elevator.”
Margarete pulled the plastic and the tablecloths off she put a new sheet of plastic on the table, and then a white cloth and a red lace cloth. Margarete helped Treasure get on the table ready to arrange her for the dessert menu.
Margarete decorated Treasure from her head to her toes in kiwi, passion, and star fruit, strawberries, black berries, and raspberries marinated in rum. There were small tarts filled with fruit, Margaret plopped a dollop of crème-de-mint flavored whipped cream over her body and a carafe of coffee sat on the table with sugar and fresh cream. Julian came back into the kitchen she slipped on the black gown. Margarete lit the candles arranged Treasure’s red locks in a fan shape.
Margarete went to the study, “Gentlemen dessert is served, this way please Gentlemen.” Margarete led the way back to the dining room. Julian rolled the dessert table in; Margarete poured the coffee and set the carafe on another table. “Gentlemen enjoy,” Margarete said, then turned and left with Julian. Julian and Margaret watched as Phillip and Thomas devoured the sweets licking the crème off of Treasure. Margarete whispered, “Dey keep dat up dey lick the skin off Missy Treasure.”
Julian giggled, “I know Thomas does love sweets.”
“So do Mister Phillip.” Margarete said. They watched as Phillip and Thomas finished off the dessert. Thomas sat drinking his coffee Phillip was licking his Treasure she spread her legs wider he pulled her around then sat and licked her until she came, Treasure could see Thomas watching them. Treasure came, her body shook, she grabbed the cloth, her back arched, “Oh God Master yes.”
“Wow, look at Missy Treasure. Dat make me hot.” Margarete said.
Julian turned her head and kissed her, “I will ask Master Thomas to invite you to me tonight.”
Margarete smiled, “Missy Julian I make you love me tonight,”
Julian said, “I love you now. Let us go get Treasure.”
Margarete and Julian entered the dining room. “Gentlemen, allow us to clear the dessert table,” Margarete began to roll the table away.
Phillip looked bewildered. “What!” he said.
“Mister Phillip, Missy Treasure will return.”
Julian went to Thomas and knelt before him,” I hope Master enjoyed his dinner and dessert.”
“Come here girl!” Thomas pulled her to him he kissed her hard, “You know I did.”
“Oh Master what is that I feel it is so – hard.”
He squeezed her hard. “Pleasure me girl.”
Julian unzipped him, took his cock out, and began to pleasure him.
Margarete went upstairs with Treasure. Margarete washed her, Treasure put on powder, perfume and a touch of makeup. Margarete helped her put on a light blue bustier and sheer blue silk crotchless pantaloons drawn tight at the ankles. Treasure twirled around Margarete lifted her breasts. Her areola and nipples were exposed then she said, “Perfume them Missy the nipple, the mound, the cleft at the small of your back.” Margarete gave her a pair of blue silk slippers with tiny silver bells on them.
Together, they rode the elevator down. She kissed Treasure patted her butt, “go get him missy.” Margarete went back to the Master bedroom, cleaned, and changed the linens, and then she went back to the kitchen and began cleaning. She stopped, “I not to clean tonight, I call the cleaner. Dey comes two days this week.” She said to herself.
Treasure entered the study her arrival announced by her tinkling bells. Treasure walked directly Master Phillip. She knelt in front of him and bowed to the floor, she kissed his boot. “Master, I am a here for your pleasure.”
“Rise Treasure.”
Treasure returned, to her kneeling position, Treasure’s legs were spread wide, her lips barely covered by the pantaloons. Her nipples were hard and erect. Phillip looked at her, “OH” he thought. “Free my cock girl.” Treasure took him in her mouth, down to the base, and then slowly rose; her tongue caressed his velvety crown. She licked him, gently nibbled the skin down to his sack. She nibbled his sack, sucked his balls one at a time into her mouth, massaging them with her tongue. She nibbled up his shaft, tiny, tiny bites and nips she sucked him once again into her mouth swallowing him. Phillip moaned slid forward on the seat. Treasure took his sack in her hand and pulled on it stretching the skintight. She nipped at the underside of the crown and licked the head of his cock with her flicking tongue. Phillip’s cock oozed pre- cum, Treasure loved the taste, the spindly clear thread of cum that stretched from his cock to her mouth. As she drew, her head back away from him.
Treasure was becoming more and more aroused her pussy glistening with her juices. She sucked him deep into her mouth and massaged his balls. Phillip who could normally control himself was finding it very hard to do. This girl was making it very difficult for him; “Oh” I am going to cum.” Treasure stopped and turned around to face the other way on all fours.”
Phillip rubbed her butt. He sat forward on the seat, “Ok, back up.” As Treasure backed up he let his cock enter her wet pussy, she came to a stop at the base of him. “Now girl, out and back.” She rocked forward, he said, “Stop now back, now my sweet, slowly,” Treasure rocked Phillip spread the pantaloons rubbed her butt and gave her an occasional spank.
“Slower, now faster,” Phillip would say. Treasure looked over. She saw Julian doing the same thing. Treasure would rock hard back against him and grind on him then slowly rock forward. Phillip put his hands on her hips, her skin so smooth so sensuous, he steadied her to rest, he didn’t want to cum. Treasure used her vaginal muscles squeezing him trying to milk his seed from him.
He couldn’t tell her to stop nor could he pull out, Treasure his slave his masochist, he didn’t want her to know he was hers. She was a succulent succubus, her wanton lust sucking his dominance away from him, one muscle contraction at a time. He tried everything to take his mind off this woman’s lust. Phillip grabbed her hips and pulled her to him hard. His cock pressed against her cervix her muscles working him, milking him. His cock erupted spewing a searing hot stream of cum against her. He felt his cum swirling around his cock flooding back over him. His cock exploded in a second steam. He felt his prostate spasm sending all his seed into her.
Treasure felt the hot flood of his semen. She pushed back arched her back tightened her muscles squeezing his cock. His cum was oozing from her pussy Phillip was paralyzed, his body would not move. His body was sending every drop of him into her. Treasure rocked forward and then back hard Treasure growled like a cat and orgasmed she squirted her cum mixed with his seed; it ran from her like water from a hose. She rammed herself against him one more time so hard she slid his chair back. Phillip sat there holding her hips. Sweat was dripping from his forehead. He sucked in a long breath exhaled slowly then another breath he slumped back in his seat. “Oh my God,” he said, and exhaled.
Treasure stayed tight against him, she felt him become soft, and she squeezed her vaginal muscle one more time. His once hard cock, now soft shot out of her propelled by her contracting vaginal muscles his cock now hung limp between his legs. A flood of cum oozed from her running down her legs. Treasure turned around took his cock in her mouth and sucked hard. He moaned, “Oh my good girl. Oh my good Treasure.”
Treasure was still sucking him. His cock was getting softer and more sensitive. He lifted her up. “Come to me, Oh my God.” Treasure, “Mmmm clean me my Treasure.” Treasure looked at him looked at his cock she licked her lips. “Yes Sir.” She returned with a bowl of hot water and a cloth she cleaned him, kissed his cock, and put it back in his trousers.
“Master, may I clean up?” “Yes Treasure.” He whispered. She squatted over the bowl and made sure he could see her pussy as she washed herself. She wiped their juices off the floor and scrubbed the rug. She rose, “Master may I pee?” Phillip nodded and waved her away with his hand. Treasure looked at Julian and Thomas, Julian was sitting beside Thomas they just sat there open mouthed watching her. Treasure, took the bowl to the kitchen. Margarete was standing at the door watching her too.
“In all my days, Missy no one had done that to him.”
“What do you mean Margarete?”
“Look,” she said, pointing at Phillip he was asleep.
“Missy Treasure I ain’t never seen dat happen before.”
Treasure smiled, “you will see it a lot more my Margarete.”
Margarete went to see if Thomas or Julian needed anything. Treasure went upstairs and took off her silk pantaloons her legs were wet to her knees with their juices. She showered and put on a robe she went back down stairs, Margarete had served drinks. Treasure asked for coffee. Treasure sat on a pillow between Phillip’s legs rested her chin on his leg. She looked at Thomas and Julia, “Master Phillip had a hard day I guess. He is tired.” Thomas and Julian stifled a laugh, but Margarete in the kitchen laughed loud and hard. Phillip snored, Treasure giggled. Thomas and Julian sat and relaxed, and occasionally spoke. Treasure sat with Phillip rubbing his leg and humming a tune.
Thomas thought, “I wonder if Phillip knows that girl owns him, poor man, I wish I was him.” He stroked Julian’s head, she looked at him, and he pulled her to him kissed her hard. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear. “You don’t know how much I do.” Julian took his face into her hands. “Thomas you old fool. Yes, I know how much you love me; would I be here naked, kneeling before you, waiting on you, hand and foot, watching you with other women; me being with other men and women, you won’t ever understand the love I have for you. I prove my love to you every day just as you prove your love to me. My silly Master, yes I know that is why I love you as I do. Now hush take me to bed and fuck me. Watching them made me so horny I can’t stand it anymore, come on Master.” “Yes Ma’am.” Thomas said pulling her up, anything special you want?” “Let us go to bed.” “Mmmm, yes my sweet lets.”
Treasure helped him up they took the elevator to their room, Phillip sat down on the edge of the bed, Treasure undressed him, Margarete came in and helped her, they laid him down and covered him. “Thank you Margarete.” Mister Phillip has that trip tomorrow his flight leaves at one p.m. he needs to be at the airport at 11:00, I will get you up at 8:30. “Ok, Margarete thank you.”
“Good night Missy Treasure.”
“Good night Margarete, Wake Mister Thomas too.”
“Yes Missy.”
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