Day two (Mistress shares me)

The room was mostly dark when I woke, but you could see a little ambient light peaking from the sides of the curtains, knowing that the sun was out already. Owww, how my ass ached still; I could see the big cock that had fucked me on the rug that was laying on the floor at my side of the bed. It was still unbelievably big, and I was thinking that it was still pushing my own cum inside of me! I did need to go to the bathroom, so I slipped out from under my Mistress's arm, being careful not to wake her, and walked to the main door. I wanted to use the other restroom so that I did not disturb her when I flushed.

I closed the door after me as I exited her room and the kitchen was bright in front of me. I thought about making some breakfast for us both as I passed the kitchen and headed for the restroom. I was marveling at the house, how simple and functional it was. It was like it was taken out of history, a classic farmhouse.

I thought back on the conversations that my Mistress and I had prior to coming out here for the weekend. She had received a trust fund when she was 23, and had bought this house then. She had a good attorney that helped her invest in some venture capital, which panned out for her. She did not have to work, other than running her baby farm. She raised most of her own vegetables. She sold some too and traded others.

I knew that she had some other subs that were part of her life, and I felt lucky that I had captured her eye a bit. She liked how I wrote she had said to me; she said that my writing was sort of an excited rambling, which really put you there. She liked that I tried to have no limits when I wrote, and she really did like my artwork too. She said more than once that the images were very erotic and sensual.

She was a sensual person too and respected it in others. She had told me as a Mistress she tried to make her subs FEEL new things, and sense them; she taught them to encompass the word ‘sensual' to its fullest.

In the bathroom I sat instead of standing to relieve my bladder and I noticed a piece of my artwork framed in the bathroom. Wow! I was humbled again that she enjoyed my creations so much.

I guess that is how this whole weekend had started. She had challenged me to do some artwork of men in submissive positions, saying that she loved what I did with the curves of women, but that men could be sensual too. I told her that I sometimes have a hard time seeing the sensual side of men, but then she said, "Look at yourself."

It was a heavy statement for me, because I did think of myself as a sensual guy, but in a submissive position? I told her again I did not have the right perspective for that, and she challenged me to do it anyway. Not to be one that ever walks away from a challenge- I did some.

The response I got was very favorable; somehow I had captured the spirit, especially with the couple poses that seemed to touch more people than the others. My host's conversations with me grew from that time, challenging me, and she would playfully say that she would be the one that could get me in touch with that submissive side. I liked her, and her looks were the kind that made me nuts. I hated that I did not really have a chance at all yesterday to suckle or handle her big breasts, which I knew she knew how much they teased me.

I guess she was right, she really was putting me in touch with my submissive side; but, honestly, I had always had a healthy respect for people that have earned it from me. And respect could lead to some behavior that might seem submissive, but it was a show of respect. I was starting to think to myself that the show of respect is the first trait that good sub must show- they MUST respect their Master or Mistress. This was good; I was learning.

After I was done urinating, I fingered my sore ass a bit, just to see if I could feel any tear or anything. It did hurt, but nothing felt out of place, and the pain was dying away. A remaining bruise it was becoming, and I know sometimes you just have to work past something to get it to a place where it did not hurt any more. I was not looking forward to having my ass fucked today, but having it licked sounded like heaven! I had always liked how my friend Steve had licked my ass, and thinking of that just got me a bit hard (or was it my fingering my ass?). Who knew.... I was always horny!!! Hell, I masturbated all the time to videos, to pictures and to stories I had read, but I did not want to waste any cum right now. But there was a drop of pre-cum at the slit in my cock - and I dutifully scooped it up on my finger and then licked it off, I have always liked cum, mine is even better then most.

I got out of the bathroom after sort of picking it up a little; I straightened it up after the wonderful bath my Mistress had given me last night. I folded the towels and then went out back into the kitchen. I heard something and went to the window. I saw Captain running, and I was then able to see a car come down the long driveway. I was there naked in my Mistress's kitchen and she was having someone come over? I wanted to see who it might be before I ran back into the bedroom to wake up my Mistress or grab something to wear. Where were my clothes anyway? I had not worn anything since I peed on my clothes yesterday, and I did not see my bag in her bedroom.

I saw her pull up beside my car, and I say her, because I could tell it was a young woman (but a bit older than me) from the kitchen window I was looking out of. As she got out of the car I could tell that Captain and she were good friends because he was bouncing around her and she was smiling and petting him. She was almost to the door and I was still there naked.

“Oh what the hell,” I thought. I waited there and in she walked. The woman kept Captain outside though; I could hear him whining because he wanted to be in. But she was inside, smiling and beaming. She was maybe twenty-one and wearing some jean shorts and a tube top that was stretched over her C + breasts. I was watching them jiggle, unrestrained by anything other than the tube top, as she turned to me and said, "Oh, Hello!”

She had a cheerful voice, her eyes giving me a once over and still smiling. "You're... ?” She hesitated, searching for a name.

"Mistress calls me ‘A’," I said, figuring that whoever this girl was, she was cool with what was going on here.

“‘A’, huh? Well, nice meeting you. I'm ‘Puppy’”she said, not stopping, moving with energy that lit the house up more than just the sunshine that was streaming in.

She did not miss a beat or stop at all; she was on a mission. She was pulling her tube top over her head as she was telling me her name and, at the same time, she was kicking off her tennis shoes. Next came her shorts and her panties, all in one quick movement as she bent down and mooned me with her wonderfully round ass. Then she got on her hands and knees by Mistress's door, fully naked, and pawed at the door while yipping like a small puppy.

From in my Mistress's room I heard her excited voice yell back, “‘Puppy’! Come in here girl, come to mom-ma!"

‘Puppy’ was her pet, just like mine had become 'A', and she was going to give her some loving, I could tell. ‘Puppy’ looked back at me and whined a little and then looked at the doorknob and then back at me and I knew that she wanted me to open the door for her. I walked over as I felt my cock start getting hard at the thought of my Mistress and ‘Puppy’; she was so cute, and her breasts were sooooo nice. They were very white with blue veins, looking full and so alluring to me. I liked how they swayed under her as she crawled over to my Mistress's bed.

I stood there watching from the doorway as ‘Puppy’ crawled up to the bed and was happily licking at my Mistress's nipples as her head was being scratched just like a dog. Mistress maneuvered ‘Puppy’ so that she could suckle one of those breasts that I was ogling over. Mistress was really going at the one, with her hands kneading the full tit as she sucked hard on the nipple. I could tell she was bringing the nipple deep into the back of her mouth. She took the tit out of her mouth for a moment, ‘Puppy’s head was thrown back in a swoon of ecstasy from the suckling, and Mistress smiled at me.

When she did I saw the milk dribble from her mouth, and there was leakage from the ‘Puppy’s breast that she had in her hand. I know my jaw dropped. OH GOD how that had been my fantasy for so long, and my Mistress was going to give it to me, wasn't she? That single moment I went through "yes she will" or "no she won't" in my head a thousand times, but it was only half a second in real time.

"Come here ‘A’, drain some of this milk before my little ‘Puppy’ bursts."

What magic words these were to me as my Mistress was getting out of bed. Her hair was a mess but she was glorious to me. She told ‘Puppy’ to get on her back and I was instructed to lie on the bed and suckle her. I could feel ‘Puppy’ moving under me, I think she was even cumming as I indulged in my all time biggest fantasy. I have always loved the thought of having my mouth filled with sweet breast milk, but I never thought I would have the luck of tasting some milk- even if it was a squirt or a few drops.

But ‘Puppy’ was in a full let down in my mouth, and I was sucking for all I was worth, and apparently it was pleasing ‘Puppy’ as her hands soon found her own pussy and was bringing herself off. I was not looking around, but I knew Mistress was still in the room, most likely in the chair that was in the corner of the room. I was not getting the sweet taste any longer as I sucked on ‘Puppy's life giving breast, and I was just about to switch to the other one when I heard my Mistress say "drain the other one ‘A’, I want you to finish what you started.”

I looked over at Mistress as I switched breasts, and I was right. She was in the corner chair, slumped down a bit, and had her legs parted with her long fingers in her hole. I realized that I was the entertainment and saw immediately how my Mistress was using me again. I did not know the story of ‘Puppy’, apparently she was a submissive of my Mistress's as well, but I was not going to try to finish thinking things through, I was just going to DO as I was told.

So I took ‘Puppy's other nipple in my mouth and I heard her intake of breath as she felt my passionate suckling. God I was hard too. Seeing my Mistress, naked, pleasuring herself, and having ‘Puppy’ undulating under my oral ministrations on her breasts, her own fingers disappearing in her womanhood, I thought I was going to explode!

I know that there was precum leaking out of my cock and it actually was hurting a little because I was so hard. ‘Puppy’ was moaning and my Mistress was moaning, I became even harder with all the sexual energy in this room. I moved one hand down over ‘Puppy's belly and she moved up her hips; I think she was needing and wanting me in her as much as I wanted to give it to her, but I was not going to move my mouth from those wonderful breasts.

Mistress got up from her seat, and just when my hand got to ‘Puppy's sweet fur covered pussy, my fingers about to explore those watery depths, I felt that crop crack down on my ass. It was hard and it hurt and jolted me with surprise.

"I said drain her breasts, I did not say anything else, get your hands away from her pussy now or do you want more spankings?"

I moved my mouth off her breast long enough to tell my Mistress that I did not want a spanking.

Mistress walked out of the bedroom and she called out, "’Puppy’, Come!" In her right hand was the huge strapon dildo from last night.

‘Puppy's response was immediate. She yipped again like a small dog, moved me off her, got off the bed, got back down on her hands and knees on the floor, and crawled out to the kitchen to go seek out Mistress. I rolled onto my side and looked at her cute butt as she moved away from me and through the door. I did not want to move off the bed and risk being hit with the crop again, but I was hard and I was curious to see what was going to be going on, as I saw ‘Puppy's ‘tail’ about to turn out of my sight.

This whole weekend was so erotic and was pushing way beyond my fantasies. I realized I was just along for the ride and I was enjoying the wild ride that it was. I had let go; my hands were up in the air on this roller coaster ride. My butt was hers and now I was just thinking how much I really was HERS- in my thinking even. The word was not only coming to my lips easy, but it was my respectful name for her now, and she had taken away my name as well as my clothes and given me a letter that she called me and left me just my skin to wear with pride.

I was happy that I pleased her last night as she used my body and rode my cock. I could tell that Mistress kept herself on the edge a lot, kept things sensual and sexual for herself. I had seen her close her eyes with the intense feelings that she had exploding from her well rubbed cunt while I had been suckling, but I don't think it had taken her over the edge. She saved those times for when she decided to let herself completely go. I understood the freedom that a submissive or a slave would feel if they gave themselves up to the trust they felt to their Master or Mistress.

I was snapped out of my own self-discoveries by the sound of my Mistress asking me to come into the kitchen. I walked up right, I did not think I was supposed to walk as ‘Puppy’ did since I had no direction to do so, but again I kept on trying to second guess some of these things. I guess when you have served someone for a longer period of time you know better what is expected.

All of a sudden I realized a new epiphany for myself- that a Dom and a sub NEED time, that it takes a relationship to get the pieces to fit right, so there was no doubt anymore; but when it was all done, and you knew each other so well that you can anticipate each other and knew just what to do, would there be less excitement as there was now?

Again I got a jolt out of my thinking brain and into the world of RIGHT NOW as I entered the kitchen. There was ‘Puppy’ on the floor, on her knees, kneading her breasts, getting a little more milk to flow into the tin pie plate that was on the floor in front of her. She was facing the sink and the window; she was in the sunspot on the floor. ‘Puppy’ yipped and then was back on her hands and knees; I jumped to the assumption that she was done milking and was just letting Mistress know.

You could tell that ‘Puppy’ still had that bouncy personality because her ‘tail’ was wagging . Puppy pushed the pie tin a little further back between her knees that were parted on the floor and went down on her forearms leaving her butt high in the air. Mistress smiled at me and eyed my body. My cock was still rock hard and there was a drop of precum on the pee slit. Mistress then leaned down and gently told me, “Now watch me fuck her and see how well she squirts from other places." ‘Puppy’ dropped her head down and pushed her shoulders to the floor and whined like the puppy in heat that she was. Mistress had put the cock that she fucked me with the night before, and I marveled again how good it looked jutting out from her, she was stroking it slowly like I stroke my own cock at times, but I noticed that she was making sure some lube was evenly coating that huge cock of hers. Watching her like that I got hungry - I wanted to suck her cock - I wanted to feel it in me again even though my ass was sore - but all I could do is watch in amazement as she got on her knees behind 'Fuppy' and started pushing it up inside 'Puppy's' cute ass!

Seeing "Puppy" crouching there I could sense that the first few strokes were not gentle at all. I knew how that felt, full, invading, but erotic, it was primal. Mistress fucking her ass good - her tits were swaying in front of her bouncing up and down making those slapping noises I heard last night while she was fucking my ass, but I think Mistress was a bit easier on me. I could see puppy snake a hand to her pussy - her two fingers in the middle were deep in her soaking wet pussy - the index finger and her pinky framing her pussy as her body was rocking and tightening for the orgasmic explosion that would soon happen.

I was reeling at the sight of Mistress forcing the air out of ‘Puppy’ and Mistress's cock was fucking her. Mistress sort of snarled at me that she wanted to see me, I hadn't even noticed that my cock was in my hand, that I was jerking off to this site in front of me, but I moved quickly so that I was sort of in front of "puppy" where Mistress could see me stroking my cock at the erotic things I was seeing. She told me it was ok to cum, she wanted me to, and that she was going to make me cum again. I wanted to be as my Mistress was right now, I wanted to be the animal that cumming makes me; I wanted to be deep in ‘Puppy’ like I could tell that Mistress was.

'Puppy's' head snapped back, I thought she was looking at me, but all I could see is the whites of her eyes, her pupils rolled back, and her mouth was open as a deep "ughhhhhhhh" exploded from her, the cords of her neck were taunt, everything about her was tight, and Mistress was pushed deep in her holding that fullness, I heard at the same time a spray, a jet, hit the pie pan. I could tell 'Puppy ' was cumming like I had only seen in videos, she was squirting forcefully into the pie pan, I could even see her juices spraying out of it as it splashed back into her body and the bottom of her tits and the floor, the pan was not catching all of it, but it was the target, and all that explosiveness triggered it in me as well - ropes of cum flew from my cock. Some hitting my Mistress's tits, some on 'Puppy's' back, some in her hair and forehead .

'Puppy's' head went back down and Mistress started pounding the fuck out of Puppy's ass again, I licked my hand once to keep my cock lubed and to taste a bit of the cum that I had rubbed on my hand, and soon I was fucking my own cock again with my hand like Mistress was fucking 'Puppy'.

I watched and stroked and came as Mistress brought 'Puppy' to three more violent squirting orgasms. ‘Puppy’ had reached a place I could not reach yet, but I was well on my way about learning about that place. I was thinking how Mistress took my ass last night, but it was nothing like the fucking that ‘Puppy’ was getting; she was nothing but a thrashing, soaring, screaming, fucking, bunch of nerve endings at this point. Mistress pulled out all of a sudden and told me to get between puppies legs, I knelt down and saw 'Puppy's' ass still open but winking at me like it was needing to be filled, "Get it in her pussy!", Mistress barked at me as I took my still hard cock and sank it into her wet pussy almost savagly, 'Puppy's fingers were still in her pussy too, and I could feel the under side of my cock being rubbed by her knuckles as I was deep inside her. Mistress was chanting to me, yelling at me to "fuck her good" "cum deep inside her" she was saying as she was smacking my ass good and hard! The spankings and me just cumming three times by my own hand had left me somewhat dry of spunk, but Mistress was growling at me that she would beat my ass raw if I didn't cum into 'Puppy.'

'Puppies fingers were not in her pussy any more, but I did feel it once as she squirted around my cock and the vice like grip of her pussy milking me. 'Puppy' knocked the pie tin to the side, and I could see that it was full,(can you believe that she had that much cum?" and almost fell flat down straight on her belly as that last orgasmic wave passed. I had followed her down, almost being pulled by my cock to follow her, 'Puppy's' pelvis was just tilted back enough for me to keep my hard cock in her, when I felt Mistress behind me. "I'm going to fuck you till you cum 'A', do you hear me?" "Yes Mistress!" Puppy was literally like a dead puppy below me, just with her hips back so that my cock stayed in her, her breathing labored by exhaustion, and as I felt those big boobs behind me squeeze into my back and my ass fully stretched , I came once again.

‘Puppy’ had been a submissive for the last four years with Mistress. She was really the only female submissive she played with anymore. They had met on the Internet like I had done with Mistress, but after they started talking they found out they were actually neighbors. Well as much as you can be a neighbor in the country. ‘Puppy’ was married and her husband did not understand her kinky side at all. Though ‘Puppy's husband was in the sheriff’s department, he did not lead her in the bedroom like she needed to be led. She had actually thought that she would end up getting a divorce from him because she said that she just needed to be used and controlled. ‘Puppy’ needed a lot of self-esteem building and sexual encouragement when she first met my Mistress. ‘Puppy’ also found she loved being with another woman, and loved to suckle Mistress's large breasts, and Mistress was overjoyed to have a friend and a submissive so close.

‘Puppy’ got to the point that she was feeling good and comfortable and then Mistress started training her to be a puppy girl. She was never to speak in Mistress's presence, but just be her loving pet. Puppy needed to e-mail because that was the only way, other than body language, that she could communicate with Mistress. ‘Puppy’ seemed to just take to it naturally after that.

Two years ago ‘Puppy’ got pregnant, and Mistress did not want her roughness causing problems with the baby. It was during the pregnancy that Puppy started to have a bit of milk. She actually started producing some prior to the baby being born, I would imagine from all of Mistress's expert suckling. (Remember that she was sucking on my male nipples yesterday when I was tied up). ‘Puppy’ loved the intimacy of the suckling so much both with Mistress and the bonding with her little baby that she has continued her nursing to this day with her son. She also pumped at home each day and donated her extra milk to the local hospital, which she was paid for.

Mistress told me that ‘Puppy’ drops her son off each day at a Mommy's day out program and then comes here to the farm. Mistress gets the first milking of the day and then they get to spend some time together. After ‘Puppy’ leaves, she normally drops off the milk that she has expressed and frozen at home, and then goes and picks up her son and leads her normal life. I was amazed at the duality of her life, but then again, maybe it wasn't, maybe it is something that just made her whole.

When Mistress was done mounting me, after my cum, I realized how wet the floor was, and saw how full the pie tin was. Mistress we licking the cum that had smeared on her boobs from when I had shot off and that she smeared between her and my back. I realized I was covered in my own cum too, in back and in front where I had layed down on puppy as Mistress was really laying into me. Puppy was walking over to where the pie tin was on all fours and was squating over the pie tin like she was about to piss in it, but she reached between her lower lips and opened herself up, and I saw some of my cum slip out of her and mix with the watery mix that was already filling the plate. It was milky white from the bit of milk 'Puppy' had expressed earlier, and my cum was sort of thick in that mixture and clumped together. ‘Puppy’ did not move, not much more after that, after she let go of the cream that spilled out; she just sort of moved to the side of where she had been and just sort of collapsed and was trying to regain her breathing. She was actually panting, as she lay on the floor, naked in the place that the sunspot had moved to.

I could not believe that I came four times, but damn, this was hot. "‘Puppy’!" Mistress said more loudly, and ‘Puppy’ scrambled to her hands and knees and looked at Mistress attentively, awaiting her orders.

"‘Puppy’, give me that dish please," Mistress said as she pointed to the pie tin with the cum/milk mix. ‘Puppy’ moved the tin with her nose across the floor toward her Mistress. Mistress picked up the tin and put it on the table next to her as she sat on one of the kitchen chairs, she was getting out of her strap on harness and absent-mindedly stroking ‘Puppy's head.

Mistress gave me the tin with the cum and milk mix. It had ‘Puppy's and my cum as well as some sweet breast milk. She told me to crack 8 eggs into it. I looked at her quizzically and I saw that look in her eyes that said do me, "Are you questioning me?"

So quickly I went to the refrigerator and got out some eggs. They were nice sized eggs, the brown ones, and Mistress told me that she got them from another one of their neighbors. I could see living out in the country had its advantages. My new task was to make Brunch since it was about 10 am now. I mixed the egg and cum mix, laughing inside that it was sort of funny if you thought about it. I got out two skillets and lit the stove (it was gas- I just loved cooking on gas) and started to scramble eggs.

While I was cooking, Mistress and ‘Puppy’ went back into bathroom and I heard the water running. All the time Mistress was talking in her sweet tones like one would really talk to a dog, and ‘Puppy’ only gave yips back. I could definitely see the strong submissive spirit that it would take to almost remove your humanity from yourself, to actually become a pet to your owner. I cleaned up the floor now too where 'Puppy' had wet it and some of the cum mix had spilled out of the tin as 'Puppy' moved it across the floor.

I could hear the sounds in the bathroom and could tell that Mistress was bathing ‘Puppy’, and I could see in the bathroom when I had to walk to the fridge to get something. ‘Puppy’ was on her hands and knees still, getting a bath like you would your dog. She was so sexy though, both Mistress and ‘Puppy’ both. I became somewhat prideful of the fact that I was here and could witness this close and unique family.

I worked on the scrambled eggs and made a batch of home fries and some bacon too. ‘Puppy’ came out of the bathroom all clean, her hair still a little damp, and she sat on her haunches next to me as I cooked. I found myself petting her head as well, just like I had seen Mistress do and it seemed ‘Puppy’ was content to sit with me while I finished the home fries and bacon.

The shower was going and I all of a sudden thought I should be doing something for Mistress. I was finished with the breakfast, so I walked into the bathroom and stuck my head in. "Mistress, breakfast is done, would you like me to wash you?"

"No that is ok ‘A’, why not just set the table with the food and I will be out in a second?"

"Ok Mistress, your wish is my command."

I took three dishes from the cupboard and started setting the table, but ‘Puppy’ was yipping at me.

"What is it girl?" I asked, and I followed her eyes and saw two dog bowls on the counter one that said Captain, in blue, and one that said Puppy in pink. Ahhhhh, OK, I put one plate back. Mistress came out of the bathroom in her white terrycloth robe with her hair all wrapped up in a towel as well.

"Give Captain some of those eggs and just a little of the home fries, but no bacon, it gives him gas. Oh, and break up the bacon and just mix everything together for ‘Puppy’. Captain eats outside, and ‘Puppy’ eats here."

Mistress was pointing to the floor right next to the table, as she sat down in the chair next to where she was pointing. I served my Mistress, and gave ‘Puppy’ her bowl and she looked up to Mistress for the go ahead to eat.

"Go ahead ‘Puppy’, you can eat. ‘A’, make sure you tell Captain it is OK for him to eat after you put down his dish.”

Captain was sitting, waiting for his dinner as I brought it out. I told him it was ok to eat after I put it down, but he hesitated; I guess he was wondering if I had authority to tell him it was ok, but his hunger won that battle and soon he had his snout in the food, gobbling it all up. I walked back in, and Mistress was eating pleasantly and I saw ‘Puppy's face in her bowl. I imagined that it was sort of difficult to eat that way, but I did not think about it too much. I sat at my place after I fixed my plate last and looked at my Mistress and waited. I know it was just a moment or two before Mistress gave me the OK to eat, but I think Mistress was waiting just long enough for me to FEEL that I was waiting.

The eggs tasted OK- they really did not taste any different to me. Mistress said though that she loved the taste of LOVE in her eggs.

‘Puppy’ finished her brunch and sat on her back haunches, looking up at Mistress. Mistress lovingly took ‘Puppy's face in her hands and brought a napkin to her face and cleaned her up.

"I guess you better go little one."

To which ‘Puppy’ yipped in agreement and she crawled over to where her clothes were on the floor. For the first time, ‘Puppy’ stood up since she had gotten on her hands and knees, and she quickly got dressed and headed out the door. She did not look at Mistress and did not say anything, I guess the yip was her farewell, but I did see that ‘Puppy’ did give me a glance and winked at me. I heard the car drive off as I finished my meal.

"What am I going to do with you today?" Mistress said, but since it sounded like a rhetorical question, I sat there in my silence and waited.

I could tell she was thinking of some things. Mistress got up and went to her room. I waited. I was amazed at the quietness of the house. There was mind-blowing sex not too long ago right here on the floor of the kitchen, three times I had milked my cock to the noises and sights of the show I was allowed to witness - My ass was on fire from being smacked and fucked hard again by that monster dildo. Sight and sound- Cock and Pussy- RAW SEX. And all of this was out of my control. Now in the quietness I sat there, I was in control of ME but I did not move. I did not want to move, I wanted to wait for my next command, my mind felt like a blank and then it dawned on me that the quietness was in my head. I did not have the rush of thoughts, what to do next, how someone was taking something; I just sat there.

Mistress came out of her room; she was half dressed, in a pair of shorts and her bra. Her hair was down now and she looked lovely. "’A’, why don't you clean up the kitchen for me."

"Yes Mistress," I snapped back with enthusiasm.

I had a task!!! I washed the dishes and the skillets I had used. Mistress walked out of her room again and past me and told me to clean the floor too; she was going to go out and do some work outside. I asked her back if I should come and get her when I was done and she said "sure" and that I should wear some shoes when I went outside.

"Anything else Mistress?"

"No, just shoes, and clean the house well!"

I cleaned and I cleaned. I have to say that my mom always had a clean house and that is one thing I always worked hard on and was proud of- is how well I could clean the house- almost like a military inspection. I got good at my mom's inspections, and I wonder if that wasn't really my first taste of being a submissive, was how mom would be when we were in ‘cleaning mode’. I cleaned the floors, the walls and everything; I dusted and scrubbed. I did not stop with the kitchen, but I started the wash, and cleaned in the bedroom and made the bed.

I also had a peek into that toy drawer and boy there were a lot of cocks and things. There were traps and vibrating eggs and rings and chains. It was all sort of just in there; I would have even organized it, but I thought I might not have supposed to be in there. The whole house was clean; I had also found my bag, which was in a small study type room. I put my clothes in there after I had washed them (they were by the back door which I had seen when Puppy had come in- I don't know how they got there from the back- Mistress must have picked them up at some point).

The study was really a sort of a catch all room, but the computer was in there and a desk, so I thought I would call it a study. This room seemed the dustiest, since there were a lot of knick knacks and stuff all over. I cleaned everything. And it was only 3:30. I was just going to look for my shoes when in came my Mistress with Captain. Looking around she said, "Very nice ‘A’, very nice indeed."

Mistress was hot and sweaty from her work outside and I had been a good houseboy.

"Come here ‘A’, help me get undressed and pull down this cover from the bed."

I just loved the bigness of my Mistress's body, her great big breasts and her curves; it just gave me a sense of sensual power.

Naked now, Mistress got up onto the bed on the clean sheets and told me to get up there and lick her pussy. I was incredibly happy to be between my Mistress's legs. Her aroma was pungent because of the sweat but I loved it.

"Give me your fingers too; I want you to make me cum before I take a nap. Use your tongue on my clit, here it is, I've teased it out for you. Use firm licks, about three or four a second is good. You can stick your tongue in my cunt as well; you'll love the taste of my pussy juice!"

I eagerly got the first taste of her pussy for the day. She coached me through sucking her clit and cunt, fingering her, and rubbing her clit. Women have a big variety of how they like to be touched there, and I was glad to have the instructions to tell me exactly what she needed. Mistress finally rewarded me with a wave of her cum as she orgasmed on my tongue.

She invited me to lay up next to her and as she was on her back she said, "Suckle me till I fall asleep."

My mouth was on her breasts, and her nipples got hard for me; even though she was breathing a little hard still from cumming for me just a moment ago, soon with the gentle sucking I was giving her nipples, her breathing evened out and actually slowed to a point that I knew she was asleep. With her peaceful like that and the ceiling fan making the air cool against my skin, I cuddled with her and fell asleep myself next to her, but this time she was in my arms, and I wanted to protect her.

The sun had gone down by the time we awoke. I awoke to find my Mistress gently rubbing her hands over my body, teasing my cock to its hardest state. She was doing a good number over my legs and stomach as well as my nipples as well. We started kissing and loving just like two long lost lovers, like husbands and wives the day after the honeymoon night.

Soon I felt myself on top of her with my cock inside her and her legs wrapped around me. They were slow strokes with her pushing up to meet them. They had a lot of power even though they were not the kind that slap and are full of force, but still they were full of power. I came with those slow stokes and I think she was cumming around me as we did. This was not animal sex; this was the passion of a man and woman. There was no rawness about this, but there was passion.

I was content to fall asleep again with her in my arms, this was a lover of great magnitude; I wanted to rest and wake and fuck and sleep and love and nap again.

"‘A’, go get me some water with some ice in it please, and if you need some too, feel free."

She got out of the bed and went to her restroom, so I got up and went to the kitchen to get her drink. As I drank mine, I realized how thirsty I really was, and had two glasses back to back that I chugged down. When I gave my Mistress hers, she of course sipped, like the LADY that she was.

She had her terry cloth robe back on and she asked me to follow her outside. I did not put on my shoes, but followed her outside in the night air. We walked back to the cross behind the barn and she tied my wrists and my ankles again. Mistress told me that I needed to be out here for a bit, and she and Captain walked away. I almost felt like crying, so alone I felt left there now like this. Why was this happening? Did I get to close while we were making love this last time? I heard the crickets chirping and the fireflies were dancing in the tree line that was in the distance. Minute after minute I was there, not knowing and confused.

I had no concept of time out there in the dark, it could have been two hours, or it could have been a half an hour. But later that evening I heard a car come down the way again. Of course it was not where I could see at all, I heard the door close of the car after its engine was turned off. The house door opened and closed, but I heard no voices and I wondered if ‘Puppy’ was back to give an evening feeding of her tits to our Mistress. A few minutes later I heard the door of the house open and close again and I could hear the footsteps barely, but I knew I was going to have a visitor. My cock started getting hard, just at the thought of anyone walking around that corner.

There came Mistress, Captain, and there was also a man. This man was about five foot six inches and most likely weighed as much as I did if not more. This made him look a little dumpy and soft. He had a dog collar on his neck and Mistress was leading him by a leash. His cock was bound too in some sort of cock ring and leather harness. "Stevie, get him down," my Mistress told him in a barking command voice, and as he moved he got swatted by her.

The crop must have landed on him about five times while he was doing his task. When I was free she took me by the arm so I could escort her and we walked back to the house (leaving Captain outside).

We were in the house and Mistress said to me, "You have two choices ‘A’, you can dominate Stevie here right now and be my stud and sleep with me tonight in my bed again, or if you fail to do that, you sleep at the foot of my bed with Stevie."

Of course I wanted to be the winner of this little game, but I really did not know what it was all about. I had never dominated a man before, well, not like this. With my buddies I was the leader, but I never was called SIR or anything like that, nor did I give commands. But yes- I was a leader- I could do this.

My head was spinning, after all this time not having to take control. I also knew that this was a new push for me, she was taking me out of my comfort zone to push me past a point that I have never gone to before, and I was doing this for her. Mistress handed me Stevie's leash and her crop, and went to sit in one of the dining room chairs and was waiting for the show.

I really did not know what to do and I hesitated, but I knew this would not win me over any points with Mistress- so I had to think of something quick. I told Stevie to get on his knees and crawl over to me on just his knees. I had read in my Internet readings that the Romans used to have their servants and their slaves give them head. It was homage to the Master, the ruler; it was a way that the underling knew his place. They would have to look up at their Master and hope that they were pleasing him. I don't know why this popped into my head, but I could not think of anything else that would clearly establish my dominion over Stevie.

I told Stevie to suck my cock with his mouth only. I knew I was not going to cum, I wanted him to know my size, my hardness, but I was not going to waste my cum on him. His tongue went over the underside of my cock and he swirled it around a little as he tried then to take the entire length of me into his mouth.

"Look at me when you are sucking me!" I was demanding.

I wanted him to know who was in control here. Mistress was smiling at me and rubbing her pussy as she watched. I pulled on Stevie's leash some, making his head bob back and forth a little more out of his volition while he was sucking me.

"Come on you worthless little maggot, suck me!" I said.

I have found that submissive men almost crave the humiliation that goes along some times with this station in life. He was doing a good job, but like I said I was not going to cum in him at this time. I did also take Stevie's hair in my hand some and actually fucked his face for a bit. I was getting into this, and I felt the rush of power and confidence I feel when I am dominating. I then went behind Stevie, and was going to use my cock to fuck him, but then I thought it wasn't enough. I started spanking his balls, and fingering his ass so that it was open to me. It is funny how asses are- how they close up but when you fuck them for some time, they will stay open a bit- like they are expecting something.

Mistress was very impressed in what I was doing, and was enjoying the show.

“‘A’, come to my bed. Stevie, stay out here in the kitchen, you can get a blanket from the computer room if you want."

And with that we went into Mistress's bedroom and we closed the door behind us.