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The Diary of a Slave, Entry 2

My Master has a surprise in store for me...
Dear Diary,

Wow, I cannot believe that it is Saint Patrick's Day! ERIN GO BRAUGH!! For those that don't know, it Gaelic for Ireland Forever. To start of my day, I fixed Master his breakfast. Green pancakes, green scrambled eggs, green milk, and sausage. Sorry, haven't found a way to make sausage green! LOL As always, I set his plate before him and sit on my knees beside him, head on his lap. Only after he has finished, will I be able to eat.

Ben Wa Balls! Oh, I had wanted and wanted to try those for a long time now. Here Master was granting me permission to use them. After a quick shower, I put those into my pussy and felt them tingle. Ah as I walk, they hit in all the right spot and soon I was cumming just from walking across the floor.

It was slow going, but somehow I managed to get to the bathroom. Grabbing the towel, I noticed something on the window sill. Now, how in the world could I have not noticed a box there, I thought. I went over and took it down. On the lid was a note that stated I was allowed to open it after my 1 pm shower. Shaking my head, I ran the water and stepped into the shower. My pussy was constantly contracting from the Ben Wa balls. I let the hot water cascade down my body and tried to relax. It was not time to wash my hair, so my shower didn’t last all that long. To which I was disappointed. I love long hot baths. But I knew that my 5 pm shower would be a long bubble bath. It was stated on my instructions. My Master knows me so well. I quickly soaped up and rinsed off.

Stepping out of the shower, I quickly dried and opened the box. Inside was a pair of cream colored lace panties. They were smaller than the panties that I had not seen since the day I moved in and he confiscated them from me. Then I noticed something else and I thought my knees would collapse under me. A small finger vibrator ring. I placed it up tight against my clit and pulled on the panties. Thankfully, they helped keep the vibrator in place.

I was not even out of the bathroom before my clit was driving me crazy and I felt cum running down my thighs. I had remembered to bring a towel with me and placed it over the seat of the couch. There was no more for me to do today until my 5 pm shower. Then I would wait until Master was home to fix dinner and dress. I wondered what he was planning that I would be dressed? I laid on the couch and turned on the television. There was enough time for me to watch a nice movie and try to find some relief some how from all this tension in my pussy. I spread my legs, trying to ease the vibrations coming on my clit. Somehow I was able to fall asleep. When I awoke, I saw that there was enough time to get dinner started and get my last shower til Master came home.

There was a note in the freezer that stated for me to put the vibrator away in my bedside table, his side, of course. There would be no dinner and that I was to go and have a long soak. I was relieved, my pussy felt so abused by the vibrator and Ben Wa balls inside. I grabbed the towel off the couch and laid it over the laundry basket, Master would want to see how badly I had cum today. I started the water, more hot than anything, and gather my towel, wash cloth, and some bubble bath. It was a rose scented bubble bath and I inhaled the aroma as I poured a generous amount into the water. Carefully, I stepped into the steaming water and sighed. I slide down and relaxed as the water rose steadily. Did I mention that it was one of those awesome Jacuzzi tubs? Well, it was. So I let the water rise and rise. It was damn near to my chin before I turned it off and started the jets. The jets pounded on my body and every single muscle that might have been knotted or tense was relaxed. After about 20 minutes of this, I turned them off, drained a little bit out, and turned on the hot water. I wanted it hot. The bubbles fought to remain, but slowly dissolved. I closed my eyes and leaned back on the neck rest. Ah pure heaven right there. Slowly, I fell asleep.

I awoke with a start and looked around. Damn, I shouldn't have fallen asleep. I drained the tub and jumped out. I had just started to dry my body, when the door opened and there was Master. Crap! I was instantly getting on my knees and crawling to him. I pulled down his zipper and freed his cock. Slowly, I started to suck him, getting more and more into it as it swelled in my mouth. All to soon, he slowly took his cock from me and tucked it away. “Not yet, baby girl. It was okay that you were not there to greet me. This time only. Now, lets get u dried and remove some things.” He took my hands and pulled me to my feet. Picking the towel up, he started by drying my feet and slowly running the towel up. When he brushed the cotton against my pussy, I groaned. Half in pain, half in pleasure. Dropping a soft kiss on my mound, he continued drying me from back to front. Once satisfied that I was dry, he lead me to the bedroom.

He undressed and laid on the bed and I joined him. He pulled me onto him, my pussy in his face. I started sucking his cock as he licked and teased my aching pussy. I groaned and pushed my pussy closer onto his face. A soft chuckle escaped him and he slide a finger inside me and sucked hard on my clit. It was an instant orgasm! I squirted all over his face. He found the string laying in my ass crack to the anal beads. Gently, he pulled them. Popping one out and stopping. Playing with my pussy til I was screaming in release. One by one, he did this and I was coming undone. Literally. I was sucking his cock like I hadn't eaten or drank anything in days. He thrust his hips up, buried his cock in my throat, cried out, and shot his cum down my throat. I rolled off him and snuggled against his side.

“ Enough play time, you need dressed,” he said and stood up. I sat up and waited on him. He left the room and returned a few minutes later with a small bag. He ordered me to stand and slowly rubbed baby oil onto my skin. “To allow your skin to breath,” he said. Then he took out this bottle of stuff. I looked at him and was puzzled. Opening it, he slowly applied the stuff to my body. It was a dark hunter green shade. Then it dawned on me. I had seen this stuff before. It was body paint. He didn't stop until I was completely covered in it. Putting that away, he took off the rubber gloves that I hadn't noticed him wearing. He waited a few minutes, to allow the paint to dry, before ordering me to sit at the desk. I walked over and sat down. He grabbed a brush and worked it through my blond tresses. Separating my hair, he did two pony tails. I have to admit, it looked pretty straight and even. He took some water and gently dabbed it all on my cheeks, eyelids, and over my nose. He ordered me to close my eyes. Then he blew on my face. He handed me a tube of gold lip stain and told me to apply it. He handed me a mirror and I carefully put my lip stain on. He took out my bottom two ear rings and then gently put in new ones. He ordered me to stand. I turned and looked at him. He took the water and again and tabbed it over my breasts, between them and down to my pussy. Then he put some kind of gold powder on his hand and blew it onto my skin.

He painted my toe and finger nails gold as well. Then he took a collar out of the bag. He undid my collar, laid it gently on the table, and fastened the new one on. It, too, was gold. The leash for me was also a gold chain. Very thin, so it was only as decoration. He stepped back and looked me over. Then pulled a waist chain out. Very delicate gold chain belt that went around my hip (like low rider jeans) and fastened in the front.

“Done,” he proclaimed and walked me to the full length mirror.

I stared in wonder at what he had done. I had a splattering of gold freckles from cheek to cheek (including nose) and he had done it just right so that it looked like I had gold eyeshadow on as well. Plus the gold nails and lip stain to add to it. The gold on my body formed a nice V and looked almost professional.

Before I could say anything, he glanced at his watch and declared that it was time to go. He still hadn't told me where to, but I had since learned to just move when he said. Down the steps, out the door, down the porch steps, and three blocks later, we were at his car and I was shivering. He opened the door and I quickly slid into the seat and shut the door. He went to his side, got in, and started the engine. Before we pulled away, he turned and looked at me.

“You know the rules for going out,” he said, kissed me, and pulled away from the curb.

We drove for about a hour and pulled up in front of this beautiful house. Walking into the house was like stepping into a fairy tale. The foyer was huge! It reminded me so much of Terra from Gone with the Wind. The grand stair case right in front, everything. He lead me to the game room and that was where every body was. I was bewildered. Everyone had on the St. Patrick's Day hats and necklaces, everything, No costumes. I was the only one dressed up, so to speak. I looked at Master and he just grinned at me. I would bare it, because it was what I was to do.

While out and about, I am not to speak to anyone. Not even Master. He doesn't care if the person is talking directly to me, I am not to open my mouth. This had been difficult for me for many months. Tonight was so different. The room I was in didn't have a single male in it. There was no laughter, no drinks, nothing. Just a bunch of us standing or seating quietly. I caught my Master's eye and nodded towards a seat. He gave the barest of nods and I was relieved. I was so ready to sit down for a little bit. I was sitting there, looking around, when I noticed that once in a while, a man or woman would walk in, look around, then take someone off. I figured it was just other masters and mistresses looking for their person. I continued to sit there and began to noticed that the others in the room with me kept glancing at me and look sad. Some came around and sat (presentation position) at my feet. Then this giant of a man stood over me. He ordered me to stand up and I quickly did so. I turned and bend and twisted at his command. Then he grabbed my hand. As he started walking me towards the stairs, I was frantic. Who was this man and where was Master? I was looking wildly around and began to jerk my arm back. This man would have none of that. Instead, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.

I struggled briefly, knowing my Master would not be happy if I angered another Master.

“He never told you what kind of party, I see. I do not tolerate this at all. He should have known that you would fight,” he said and sat down beside me. I didn't know what to do, so I sat there, wrapped my arms around my knees and waited.

“Honey, your master brought you here strictly to please you. That he never told you what was going on is absurd. Think of tonight as your debutante ball. He picked today because he knew it was your favorite holiday. Tonight, you will be shown to all the mistresses and masters here. They will do what they will to you. Yes, the mistresses know your inability, shall we say, to eat pussy. They will honor that. So, I am your first tonight. I am Master D,” he said.

His words were soft and reassuring. His hand stroking my thigh was also relaxing. This man would not hurt me, I thought. I relaxed and spread my legs back out. He stood up and took off his clothes and laid down beside me. All the while touching and teasing my knees. I spread my legs and waited. By now, I wanted him. He played with my pussy and then dipped his head down for a taste. He worked a finger into my pussy and I wanted to jump out of my skin. Between his fingers and tongue, it wasn't long before I reached my orgasm. Knowing I am ordered to be quiet while out with Master, I kept my screams to myself.

Master D raised his head up and looked at me. Then he leaned over and kissed me, shoving his cock into my pussy in one thrust. His fingers were long and thick, his tongue was thick, why was I surprised to find his cock was also long and thick. I couldn't help myself as a scream ripped from me. He was so big and hurt my pussy. He stopped and looked down at me.

“ Talk to me. Tell me how good it feels to have my cock inside you,” he said.

He rammed that thick cock inside me again and I screamed. It felt so good so filling inside me. It wasn't long before he got a good fast rhythm going and my screams were almost constant. He pulled my legs over his shoulders and my screams became frantic begging and when he came, I knew he filled me and then some. Without another word, he got up, dressed, and left the room.

It wasn't long before someone else walked into the room. He was not as talk as Master D, but he was still formidable. I looked him over from head to toe and found myself getting aroused for him. I wanted him. This man was dressed in only a pair of tight shorts. He got onto the bed with me and spread my legs. There were no words spoken and it wasn't long before I felt his tongue on my pussy. Putting my legs on his shoulders, he yanked my pussy up closer to him. I was in heaven. This man knew how to eat a pussy better than anyone that had eaten mine before. I was getting turned on just by the slurping sounds he was making. I grabbed the sheets and cried out.

When he finished, he never left. He went to the corner and sat in the chair. I curled up on the bed and waited. It was ten minutes before someone else walked into the room. This was a woman and instantly I cringed. She walked to the bed and looked at the guy.

“ Danny, how was that pussy? You didn't take long on her. Did she at least get off?”

He looked at me and smiled. Then looked at the woman and spoke. His voice was like a bell. Not so deep that it was awful, but perfect.

“ Mistress C, she was delectable. I am honored to have such a fine pussy to clean up after. And so easy to get off as well. I would love to taste her pussy before it was ever fucked,” Danny replied.

I was pleased that he found my pussy so appetizing. In fact, I was like him. I would love to have his tongue inside me before any cock. Mistress C pulled my legs apart and inspected my pussy. I couldn't help it. My pussy was getting wet by just the fact that someone was looking at my pussy.

“ You really are a nice treat for Master C. I am surprised that he is sharing you like this,” she said.

She never had sex with me, but had me twist, turn, and bend for her pleasure. Before she left, she ordered Danny to have my pussy until the next master arrived. Danny smiled and climbed back onto the bed. I spread my legs and waited for his assault. This time, he was slow. His hands ran up and down my legs and over my belly and cupped my breasts. He kissed my breasts, his tongue sweeping across my nipples until I moaned and wiggled beneath him. He chuckled and the air across my nipple sent me into orbit. His fingers thrust into my pussy and started wiggling them around. I begged him to eat my pussy and let me cum. He chuckled and said in due time. He fingered me until I had cum several times before his tongue finally touched me. I arched off the bed, screaming my pleasure. He dug into my pussy, licking, lapping, and biting like crazy. I was so lost in what he was making me feel that I never noticed someone come into the room. But I did notice the different styles of tonguing.

The man flipped me onto my stomach, lifted my hips, and rammed his cock all the way into my ass. I screamed as he pumped away. He kept a hold of my hip and just pumped way like a locomotive. It hurt so damn bad, but I couldn't do anything. My ass was ripping and it burned like hell when he came. He was still hard when he pulled out, making it hurt more. Then he left and I slumped there on my stomach. I had just stretched out, when I felt Danny's hand on my ass. I was shocked and gasped when his tongue touched my asshole, licking and sucking the cum from me. When he was finished, he apologized for the roughness the master caused.

Shortly, a mistress walked in and started eating my pussy. I wiggled and groaned. She put her pussy by me and I started playing with her pussy and rubbing her clit. It wasn't long before I got her to cum and she got me off. She walked over to Danny and kissed him and he grinned like crazy. Thanking her for giving him some of my cum.

Finally, the clock struck midnight and Master came into the room. He ordered me to stand and I was instantly in the standing presentation position. He walked all around and made sure that the paint hadn't been smudged. Satisfied that there were no smudges, he took my hand. As we were walking out the door, he barked at Danny to follow. I was now puzzled. But I knew better than to question him, so I just followed him.

Danny got into the back of the car and then I held the door for Master. Once he was in the car, I got in and shut the door. Once home, I got out and ran to get Master's door. Danny got himself out and walked to the door. Master took my hand and we walked to the door. He tossed Danny the house key and Danny opened the door for us.

Master told Danny where to go and turned to me.

“ Happy St. Patrick's day, sweetie. Danny is your gift from me,” he said. Kissing me, he sent me to bed and then followed shortly after that.

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SoithWaya
Posted 19 Feb 2012 13:22
I have two more entries ready to be posted in due time! LOL have My sade part 2 already waiting to be verified. So happy that ya'll enjoy my stories. It really means a lot to me.. Especially after being told that I cannot write! Try to stop me, it's in my blood.
jem3
Posted 26 Jan 2012 13:38
Well written, look forward to more
 

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