Making & Breaking Slave Julia 5 (Breaking Julia) by Josephine Rousseau

Author:Josephine Rousseau [Rousseau, Josephine]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

Four: Evening with Master Richard

“Well, it appears that you slaves have been quite busy,” Master drawled, entering the room. Mistress Gretta stood behind him, tall and proud, despite her nudity.

The two slave girls knelt quickly, respectfully lowering their eyes.

Master crossed the room to where I was still bound to the table. He traced his hands down over the fading lash marks on my skin.

“And you, little one, have you been thoroughly worked over?”

“Yes Sir,” I answered breathlessly.

“I wonder,” He said, plunging his hand down between my legs, opening me to him.

“Perhaps so,” He agreed, feeling my well-worked body.

“It appears that these slaves performed well. Gretta, my dear, please take these two back to the dormitory. They are dismissed for the day.

“Yes Sir,” Mistress Gretta answered, then motioned to the two slaves. They obediently crawled after her.

“And you, little one. What shall I do with you?” Master’s hand was tracing my nether lips with his fingers, drawing the most pleasurable sensations from me.

“Whatever Master desires,” I answered, arching up to his hand.

“Indeed,” He answered. “I must admit, I rather like seeing you sprawled out like this.”

Master unzipped his trousers, and I felt his stiff cock pressing against my tortured sphincter. Still lubricated and well-used, Master pressed deeply into me, burying himself to the hilt in one long stroke.

“What a hot slut you are!” He growled as he began thrusting into me. He reached up and yanked the nipple clamps off. The pain shot to the tips of my buds, and I cried out.

His large hands squeezed my breasts, massaging them, and flicking his thumbs over my nipples. I arched up to meet his strokes, savoring the feeling of him filling my ass.

He took me ruthlessly, stroking deeper and faster, working me like his little fuck toy, and I was proud when I felt his cock grow and thicken inside me. I felt his fingers digging into my thighs and his thrusts growing insistent and rough.

“Oh Master,” I moaned as I felt him climax, erupting deep inside of me.

“My beautiful slut,” He growled, clutching my waist, holding me in place as his seed spewed into my body.

Recovering himself, Master released my bonds, then helped me to my feet. I felt a bit unsteady and realized how weak I was after all that had happened.

“Tonight, little one, it pleases me to keep you with me.”

“Master?” I asked, not understanding his meaning. Master never took his slaves to his bed.

He merely smiled in response, lifting me in his arms.

“Are you hungry, pet?”

“Yes Sir, if it pleases you.”

Master carried me to his private rooms. My eyes widened. No slave is ever allowed in here. Master laid me down on his chaise lounge, then picked up a telephone to order food to be brought to us.

I watched him through lowered eyes. I had no idea what was happening.

Master set the telephone down then looked at me.

“Let us get you cleaned up,” He said, holding out his hand to me. I stood up to take his hand and he led me into his bathroom.

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