My Awakening

My Awakening

 

Part 7

 

I woke up cuddled up to my pillow and blanket, facing the edge of my bed. I looked behind me and saw the goth girl and Slut, both spread across more than the half I gave them to sleep on. I laughed at myself. I rolled over, and told the goth girl to wake up, whispering to in her ear. She stirred slowly. Eventually, she opened her eyes and looked at me. She moved slowly, but began rubbing her tits. They had ever so small bruises. The only reason you could see them was because she was so pale.

"Master..." She began, thinking of how to say whatever it was she was going to say, "Master, what happened? Why are you my master? It... Sir... you're... male." She said that with a slight cringe.

"Why is that odd?"

"Sir... I'm... not attracted to men. I've never had... wait..."

"What is it?"

"Sir... now that  think of it, my last master was a man, and..."

"Your last master?"

"Yes, Sir."

"So you've been dominated over before?"

"Sir, yes, but... but not... this is different, somehow. I'm very confused, sir."

"Your confusion is irrelevant. How old are you, where do you live, who do you live with?"

"Master, I live with my parents. I graduated this year. I'm going to be 18 in one week and two days. I live about two miles from here, I think."

"Did you plan on college?"

"Yes, sir."

"You're not going to go to college. You're going to go home today, and act completely normal. If you get in trouble, then so be it. Accept the punishment your parents give you. On your 18th birthday, inform your parents that you're going to move in with me. You can say I'm your boyfriend, if you want, but you will never say anything about how we've done anything sexual. We've been waiting until you turn 18. I got rid of your clothes last night, but that's your problem. Go home. Come back here when you're 18."

"Sir, I had spare clothes in my car, which was at the party."

"So?"

"So... how am I supposed to make it all the way there, about 15 miles from here, without any clothes? Won't it seem weird if I get picked up by the cops naked? What would I tell them?" She began to get up.

"You may wear clothes you find, so long as their not mine. Go home, no more talking."

She picked up Slut's dress, which was next to the bed, and stuffed herself into it. She was thicker and not as tall as Slut, but it was just a dress anyhow. She could easily find a way to her car from here... I wondered where she kept her keys, just then, but blew it off. It's wasn't my problem.

I woke up Slut. She woke up fast, and seemed refreshed. Though, it took her a moment to register the situation. She gasped, and grabbed the blanket, pulling it up over herself. "what... what happened?!" I saw her move a hand behind her, as though feeling some unseen wound or sore spot.

I sat up and looked at her, "Good morning.", I said with a sly grin.

"What did we... did we... you know... what did we do?", She was terribly red.

"You made me happy."

She smiled at me, and pulled the blanket up to her mouth as though to hide her smile. "Oh... good. Um... I have to work today. What time is it?"

I checked my clock and saw that it was almost 2PM. I motioned at my clock, and she followed my hand. As she looked up at the digital display, she gasped.

"Oh no! I have to be to work at three!" She jumped out of bed and began looking around the floor, I presumed for her clothes. I noticed that she was taking small aims to cover herself up from view. She doesn't remember anything strange about last night, after all. The she stopped after a while, and looked at me, "Where is my dress?"

"That goth girl had to get home, so she borrowed it."

She turned red, but from anger this time. She raised a hand with a finger pointed at nothing in particular, "How could you do that?! What the fuck am I supposed to wear home?! How am I supposed to get back, anyway? We didn't bring my car!" When she saw that I was angry, she stopped yelling. She looked at her hand, and slowly placed it to her side. She then continued, "Um... I hardly know her, how am I supposed to get that dress back? Why did she need it? Why did you give it to her, instead of letting me, the person who owns it, use it?"

"It made me happy. It would make me happy, too, if you saw if you could make it all the home nude."

She just looked at me for a moment. She would open her mouth slightly, as though trying to make words come out even though she couldn't think of what words they should be. "But... but... I can't go home naked! People will see me! Even if Amy drives... why am I even considering this?! Why does it matter what you think?!"

She stormed out the doorway and down the stairs. I got up and followed her. She found the dinning room, and saw her two friends on the floor, eating each other out and licking each other's assholes. She leaned down and tapped the blond's shoulder. The blond looked at her, but kept tonguing the brunette's asshole.

"Amy, can you go get your car and drive me home?" Amy just kept working on the brunette's asshole, though. Slut just looked at her, as though it was not odd that it took her this long to reply. Hell, she was acting as though the whole scene wasn't odd, so I guess that made sense. I walked around them, to the other side. The brunette was working on the blond's pussy.

"You two can now stop eating each other out and licking each other's assholes."

The two got up, rubbing their jaws, and they were both very red in the face. The blond replied, "Sure, I'll be back in a bit..."

I cut her short, "I think it'd be good exercise walking to your car from here. I'm sick of how lazy people have become, not even walking only a couple miles." I then leaned up and whispered into the blond's ear, "You will walk, with both your friends, to your car. Take care of anything you need to, today, and come back here tonight. In fact, you're going to move here, so bring some of your things with you. However, bring only clothes, toiletries, sex toys, and necessities. Everything else you own you will sell."

I whispered the same thing into the brunette's ear, and then they went up to the spare room. Slut and I followed them. The blond put her clothes back on and straightened herself out. However, the brunette put on her tube top as a top, and picked up the other shirt she was wearing with a confused look on her face. I leaned towards her and whispered, "Simon says, just go like that."

They all asked each other if they were ready, and left. I watched them from the door. The blond was first. She got to the sidewalk at the bottom of my yard (I live on a hill) and turned to head to my store. The brunette was right behind her, wearing nothing but a tube top, walking non-chalantely, as though absolutely nothing was out of place. Behind them was Slut. She ran to a tree in my yard and stood behind it, until her two friends got closer to another tree further down the road. She looked around to make sure no cars were coming and nobody was in view, and dashed for that tree. She made it to that tree, right before a truck came down the road. The trucker honked, but I wasn't sure if it was because he saw Slut, noticed how little the brunette was wearing, or both. The blond waved at him, flattered.

I stopped watching, and went to the bathroom. When I was done, I opened up the shower curtain to reveal Susan sleeping in the tub, nude. Her clothes were on the mat next to the shower. I rubbed her pussy and told her to wake up. She woke up quickly, like Slut, and looked up to me with pink cheeks. She moved her legs apart to give me room. She said, "Good morning, and thank you."

"You still live with your parents?"

"Yeah. I was gonna move out when I was done with college, but I'm going to the college in town, so don't need to go to the dorms."

"You're going to move in with me. I don't care what you tell your parents, or even if you do. Now stand up. I'm going to take a shower, and it's your job to make sure I get clean."

"Yes. On both accounts." She seemed distracted, but got up and out of the shower.

I turned on the water, and she stood beside me while I waited for it to get to the right temperature. I slapped her ass while I waited. Eventually, the shower got to the right temperature, and we both got in. I stood in the water, and she shampooed me. She pushed my head back into the water to rinse off the shampoo, and she lathered me with body wash. She kneeled down and lathered my dick last. She seemed somewhat mesmerized by it. How could I avoid getting a hard on while she was doing that.

"Stand up." I commanded, and she obeyed. "Turn around. Lean against the wall. Stick your ass out. Spread your legs. Place your hands as high against the wall as you can."

She followed all my commands.

"Do you remember how you failed me last night?"

"Yes, sir." She said, with a crick in her voice.

I slapped her ass a couple times, and it turned a little pink. I placed my dick against her ass, and shoved. It made it about half way in on the first thrust, and I began to lightly fuck her ass. I asked, "Did it hurt last night?"

She turned her head so that I could see face, or, at least, it's profile, and replied, "Yes". Her eyes were shut and she had a grimace on her face, which got worse whenever I thrust.

"Does this hurt as bad?"

"No, but it still hurts."

I shoved my dick all the way into her ass roughly, "Did that hurt as badly?"

"No."

I began to hump her ass with the entirety of my length, pounding furiously, "How about that?"

"Yes, sir." She faced the wall again, let her head fall, and began sobbing.

I grabbed her tit with one hand, but kept one arm around her waist, so that I could pull her into each thrust. I began to get close to orgasm, but wanted to last longer, so I slowed down. However, I realized, as I slowed down, that my orgasm wasn't as close as I thought it was, so I began to fuck her ass hard, again. I moved my hand around her waist down to her pussy, and thrust my ring and middle finger in, with my other two fingers outlining her sex. I kept pulling her onto each thrust.

I began to get close again, and considered slowing down, and then my orgasm wasn't as close, any more. I fucked her ass hard, with the intention of orgasming, and I got close, then thought about slowing down, and it happened again! I shouted, "I could fuck your ass all day if I wanted!"

"Yes.", Susan agreed.

"No," I began, as I kept fucking her ass hard, " you don't understand. I can make my orgasm wait as long as I want! I'm going to fuck your ass for an hour!"

I moved both hands to either of her legs. I pulled her thighs forward, so that she fell back into me, and I continued with that motion until her legs were tucked under her torso, and I was holding her. I could move her on my dick a bit, so I did. As I carried her to my room, I fucked her deep, but not with much of my dick. She wasn't crying very hard. I think she was mostly surprised by my sudden maneuver. When we got to my room, I set her on the bed. I positioned her so that she was on her hands and knees, pushing her ass back towards me.

"Susan, with every thrust, push your ass back onto my dick."

I began humping her ass with a steady pace, instead of the furious one I had in the shower. As I pushed forward, she pushed her ass back into me. She was sobbing as she was in the shower, though.

"Does this hurt as bad as last night?"

"Worse!"

"Then count this as a beginning in making that up to me."

"Yes."

I stayed at the same pace for about twenty minutes. Normally, at this pace, in any hole, I'd either cum, or get soft. Neither happened. The longer I did this, the more control I found I had over my erection and orgasm. I had Susan reach under her and fondle my balls. Ten minutes later I found I could keep myself on the edge, have a sort of pre orgasm feeling. It didn't feel as good as an orgasm, but it was at least half as good, and I was enjoying every minute detail of it. I was enjoying how she looked, wiggling as though that would get rid of the pain. I enjoyed how she was pushing back onto me as I pushed into her. I could feel her sphincter pull my dick, trying not to let go as I moved either way regardless it's wishes. When my dick was almost all the way in, I could feel deep inside her ass. I'm no expert on what parts were there, but they seemed to hug my dick the same way her sphincter did, but on every inch of my head. Her fingers rolled my balls and scrotum around like they were dreaming. I found myself slowing down to savor the sensations.

"Susan, if you could only feel what I feel now. Your ass is like heaven. I know I said I'd fuck it for an hour, but I might end up doing this all day. Screw it if you don't make your shift. Amanda can cover it. I'm just gonna make her my slave, too, after all. Do you like getting fucked in the ass like this?"

She sniffled, and replied, "No. This is easily the worst thing that's ever happened to me. Please cum soon. Please.... please..." She continued to quietly plead with me, but I didn't care. This may have been the worst thing that ever happened to her, but it was easily the best thing that's ever happened to me, and she's the slave. I'm the master. I choose what happens.

I grabbed her hair and pulled it back sharply, but not hard enough o cause damage, just enough to make her very uncomfortable."You just keep disliking it, then. However, I'm going to have to make you act like you love it. Act as though this is the best sex you've ever had. Ask me to keep going, ask me to fuck your slutty ass harder, and shout in-between asking for those favors your thanks for having the best sex ever!"

She began doing just that. Her hips were swaying with the thrusts, grinding her ass onto my cock when it was all the way in, as though that made it feel better. It did, but for me, not her. She arched her back, and started shouting, "Thank you, thank you, for fucking my ass! Fuck me harder! I want all of that dick in my ass! Give it to me rough! Thank you for humping my ass so deep and fast! I hope this lasts all day!"

She continued on like that for a while. I stopped paying attention to her actual words and concentrated on how wonderful the whole situation was. I fucked her ass very fast, then slow, then in between, and she kept pushing back on it and grinding. After a while, I saw that her sphincter was getting a very bight red and it was exceptionally puffy.

As wonderful as this whole thing was, I didn't want to damage her. I picked her up from her mid-section and turned her around. I shoved my dick in her mouth, and she accepted it greedily. I could see the disgust and pain in her face, but I wanted to capture the feeling I was having for a bit longer.

"Susan, grab my ass, and continue giving me head. When you get to the top of my dick, pull yourself back to the base using your arms and every other muscle in your body!"

I grabbed her hair as she did what I said. She was gagging hard as she got tot he bottom of my dick each time, but she kept doing it. I held her head, using her hair, near my crotch. Most of her weight was on her hair, as she concentrated on the head. After a bit, she threw up, but she kept fucking my dick with her face. The throw up made it onto the floor, but in sections as my dick blocked her throat. It wasn't chunky or anything, mostly whitish, but I didn't pay much attention to it.

I started smacking her ass hard. I did this for a while, as well. It got a very bright, splotchy red. Then I lost my concentration. I began to cum down her throat, and she choked on it and threw up again, as she, too began to orgasm. I pulled her head back, and came on her face and in her hair as she threw up on the floor and orgasmed. I kept cuming. I pulled her up a bit when she was done throwing up and came on her tits, too. I had, easily, twenty large spurts of cum. I didn't think any man has ever cum that much, ever.

"Susan, stand up and rub that cum all over your torso, including your pussy and ass. Try to scoop it into your pussy and asshole, and lick and drink some down as well."

She stood up, gasping for air, and began rubbing the cum all over. She didn't have to do too much work, I had already cum all over her front, so she had to work on her back, then she tried shoving it into her vagina and asshole. She groaned and screwed up her face when she did, but then went back to the rubbing, and eventually started licking it from her hands, then back to rubbing. I sank down onto the bed, exhausted, and watched. The clock said it was a couple minutes past 5 o'clock.

"Susan, you have to be to work right now. However, relax. Get your strength back up, first."

She immediately sank down onto her knees, legs spread a bit. She put one hand behind her, and rubbed her ass. The other hand went between her legs and back, feeling her asshole. She cringed when she touched it, but she felt how swollen it was and then just sat there looking at me, crying quietly.

"You... you did it for more than two hours."

"Did I? Interesting. Wash up, get dressed, and I'll take you to work. If you talk to your parents, tell them to talk to me about last night, that there was an emergency that only I can fill them in on."

She left the room to take a shower. I joined her shortly thereafter, since I was still soapy. I was only in long enough to get the soap off. I waited for her at the computer. When she was dressed and ready, I took her to work. On the drive, I noticed she was flushed, and hung her head. When I pulled into the parking lot, before getting out of the car, she looked at me, and said softly, "I'm proud to serve you, sir."

We left the car and got inside. Amanda was furious. She claimed she called and she didn't know what to do. She had a million things to do to prepare for college, and there was some creepy bald guy who couldn't count his change, and she went on and on and on. By then, Susan had counted the drawer and had taken over. I stopped time.

Amanda was gorgeous. Her hair was down, and she was wearing a short pair of khaki shorts, which are the kind you can see underwear through. It confused me when otherwise 'proper' girls would wear pants you could practically see through, but I didn't complain. She was wearing a tight, pink shirt with a heart where her cleavage would be, were her shirt cut low.

"Amanda, when you leave here, you will not drive home, you will drive to my place. You will strip nude in your car, placing all your clothes in a pile in the passenger seat. Your keys will be put on the small table near the door, after you enter the unlocked front door. You will walk into the living room. In the center of the living room, you will face the doorway you came from. You will get on your knees and spread them as far as you can while balancing. You will rest your ass on your heels. You will place your hands on the top of your head and point your elbows away from your body. You will not say a word that whole time, and you will not be able to until I tell you that you can speak. You will be fully aware of how un-ordinary what you're doing is, but you will have no power to stop yourself from doing it. If any woman walks by you, you will smack her ass as hard as you can without falling."

I started time and apologized to Amanda, telling her that Susan had a problem that I had to help her deal with. I explained it away as some boy trouble. Amanda got a grin she tried to hide and accepted the apology. I walked over to Susan and quietly told her to act completely natural, not to let Amanda on to anything having to do with us or what we did last night or today. I left the store and went home. I pulled into the garage like normal, went up to make sure the front door was unlocked, and went to bed. I had, indeed, worn myself out.

 

End Part 7