The day had come to select a Master for Susan. Devon pored over the information of several possibilities, trying to find any reason to disqualify them.
Ronald was looking for a sub who would clean his house in addition to serving him sexually. While Devon was certain that Susan was an impeccable housekeeper, he hardly thought she’d appreciate having to clean someone else’s house as well.
Mitchell was looking for weeknights only. He had a vanilla wife who traveled during the week and wanted someone who would serve his more decadent needs while she was away. He worried that Susan might not be amenable to fucking another woman’s husband.
Terrence seemed like a possibility. He was divorced and was looking for a twenty-four/seven sub to satisfy his kinky desires. He had a separate housekeeper, so that was not an issue. However, he was nearly seventy and was excessively stern. Devon wanted someone younger for Susan. Sure, she was a MILF, but she was only forty. And, while a Master should be strict, he should also enjoy being playful with his sub. He doubted that Terrence would provide that for Susan.
Antonio already had multiple subs so that Susan wouldn’t get enough attention. Dominic traveled a lot and would expect Susan to travel with him. That might be difficult for her to explain to her daughter.
Bertram might be a good fit. He was a fifty-two-year-old widower who kept himself in great shape. He was known for being firm but fair, and he kept only one submissive at a time. Devon tried hard to find fault with him, but nothing stood out as a red flag. He decided to give Bert a call and arrange a lunch meeting with him.
Susan spent the day trying to keep busy. She knew that Devon would send a text message once her Master had been chosen and that she would be summoned. The waiting made her nervous, so she was doing whatever she could to keep her mind occupied.
So far, she’d cleaned the house, baked cookies, rearranged her living room furniture, and updated her Christmas card list. She considered watching some of the videos Devon had suggested, but she figured she would end up wanting to masturbate, and he’d been clear on the fact that she was forbidden to touch herself today.
During lunch, Devon asked Bert to explain why he wanted Susan for his sub and what he planned to do with her.
Bert took a sip of his whiskey and said, “Well, I have to say that she’s very good looking and has nice firm tits in the picture you shared with me. I’d want to pierce those nipples, so she knows who owns her, of course.”
Devon nodded, making mental notes. He wasn’t sure how Susan would feel about the nipple piercing, but maybe she’d enjoy that.
Bert continued, “I’m looking for a sub who will kneel by my feet and suck my cock whenever I feel like it. She needs to be able to deep throat, but you already mentioned that Susan has that particular skill mastered.”
Devon grinned, “She is probably the most orally talented sub I have ever trained.”
“Excellent!” Bert replied. “I like to spank my subs by hand over my knee. I also need a sub that can take large objects in her pussy. I like to spend a few hours on the weekend seeing how much I can stretch a tight cunt.”
Devon took a deep breath. He was confident that Susan would fit Bertram’s needs very well. He could find nothing objectionable.
“Well, it sounds like Susan will be a good match for you then. I’ve been calling her slut, but you can choose your own pet name for her. She’s very submissive and well-behaved, but she is enjoyably feisty in bed,” Devon explained.
“I’d like to meet her, of course. If she’s everything you’ve described, I think we can do business. When can you arrange a session?” Bert asked.
“Tonight, 8:00 p.m.,” Devon said.
After lunch, Devon sent Susan a text.
Come at 8:15 p.m. in your coat and heels. Wear some sexy thigh high stockings as well. The potential Master wants a session with you. I will observe.
Susan shivered. She was nervous but very excited. This is what she had trained for, after all. Still, she wondered if her body would respond to whomever Devon had chosen to be her new Master like it had with her Trainer. She spent a wistful moment wishing that Devon could remain her Master. But that was just silly; she was old enough to be his mother.
She arrived promptly and was greeted by Devon’s assistant, Brynn.
“Master Devon would like you blindfolded tonight,” Brynn explained.
Susan nodded and turned around so Brynn could secure the blindfold around her head. She was taken by the arm and led into the training room. Once there, Brynn eased the coat off Susan’s shoulders and left her standing there naked beside her stockings and heels.
Brynn came back in a moment to secure her arms over her head with rope and put a collar around her neck with a chain leash attached. As he fastened the collar, he whispered in her ear, “Good luck.”
The Master reached out and took Susan by the hand and helped her into a kneeling position. He took a crop and gently tapped it against her nipples, thinking about how sexy they would look pierced. Then he let the crop come down hard several times on each breast.
Susan remained stoic. She knew that if she were meant to make any noise, the Master would have expressly granted her permission. Instead, she inhaled sharply with each stroke. And, though she could not see it, the Master smiled.
But she could feel her soul smiling. Each time the leather stung the delicate flesh of her breasts, she felt herself go damp between her legs. This was what she craved! This was what she needed in a master.
The crop was replaced by a flogger, which the Master used to whip her tits tersely. Her body shuddered, and a trickle of her juices ran down her inner thigh.
That she could have such a powerful orgasm, simply from having her lovely breasts abused, made the Master’s cock hard. She was perfect! He unzipped his pants and let his shaft spring free of its confines. Then he grabbed the slut’s leash and yanked her head into his pelvic region. Would she wait for instruction? Or would she instinctively know that her mouth was required now?
Susan felt the head of the Master’s cock against her lips and opened her mouth eagerly. She was thrilled that she was being allowed to show off her oral skills so soon. She’d imagined that she would have to endure more impact play before engaging in an actual sex act. But here she was, sucking on this rigid pole while her pussy continued to leak.
While she gobbled this amazing cock, she realized it was a good thing that Devon’s dick had been so big. It was good training for the one currently easing its way into her throat. Suddenly hands were pushing her head down until her air supply was cut off, as the Master’s prick slid all the way in. His balls, heavy with cum, rested on her chin. Just when she thought she might pass out, he let go of her head so she could take in a big breath of air. Then he grabbed her head again and starting pumping in and out of her throat until his balls tightened.
For a moment, she wasn’t sure what was happening, then he pushed his dick into her throat one last time until he exploded. She felt his seed run down her esophagus as he eased his cock back and out of her mouth. She swallowed hard and took in a big gulp of air again.
“Up!” the Master said gruffly, as he tucked his spent prick back in his pants and yanked at her leash again. Susan stood up and bowed her head.
He grinned, pleased that she lowered her gaze even though she was blindfolded. She was very well trained. He led her over to the spanking bench and helped her get into the proper position. Then he rubbed a hand over her gorgeous ass that was presented for him.
He grabbed the cane and gave her three harsh strokes across each butt cheek.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
He expected with such quick, extreme strokes that she might cry out. Instead, he heard her moan. He rubbed her bottom again, soothing the sting, and was instantly aroused.
He was torn. Both her pussy and her ass were right there waiting to be taken. He supposed he could fuck one and then the other.
Without warning, he slid his erect member into her dripping nectar. God, such a tight cunt, especially for a MILF. Her pussy sucked him right in and grasped him firmly.
Another moan escaped her lips, which pleased him greatly. He wanted to hear more, wanted her to respond freely. So, he bent down and whispered in her ear, “Let me hear you, slut. Let me hear the sounds of your pleasure.”
“Oh, God, yes!” Susan cried out. The Master’s cock was big and thick, just like Devon’s. She wondered if that was planned or just a coincidence. But, then again, she really didn’t care as long as it kept pumping into her.
“Yes, Master! Please, more. Fuck me hard, fast, and deep!” she pleaded.
He obliged her and felt her whole being quake as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body.
“Oh. Fuck. Yessss!” Susan screamed. Her pussy clamped down on his dick as she came, and he knew he was going to cum right behind her.
He made a guttural sound as he pumped into her wildly, then he let go, filling her with his seed.
“Thank you, Sir!” she panted.
He gave her ass a playful swat and left her in that position on the bench. He watched his cum leak out of her and run down her thigh.
Oh yes, he wanted her! She would be the perfect sub for him.
She stayed still, waiting for some direction. Then Brynn came in and removed her blindfold. While her eyes adjusted to the light, she was guided to the shower and told to wait for Master Devon.
Minutes later, Devon came in and took off his clothes. “Shower with me,” he said seductively.
Susan nodded and stepped into the beautiful stone shower. Devon turned the water on and pumped a generous amount of body gel onto his fingers. Then he rubbed the gel over Susan’s soft skin and washed every inch of her body with his hands.
“How do you think you did?” he asked as he stood her under the water to rinse the lavender foam from her back, then turned her around to do the same to her front. When she hesitated, he said, “You may speak freely.”
“Thank you, Sir. I think the session went very well. I couldn’t see his facial expressions because of the blindfold, of course. And he didn’t speak to me until pretty much the end. But his touch seemed to indicate pleasure,” she explained.