master of the house

Chapter One: Coming To Be
I thought I had it good; I was young (only being 24) and I wasn’t bad looking (6’ & slim) but I think what I liked to most was my 9” thick dick. I knew at a young age that I had something that a lot of men would kill for, so being that I didn’t have a problem getting women. I wasn’t that good in school though and making it out was hard, but I did have one thing I was good at and that was computers. I started going to the vo-tech side of high school for web design and graphics. My teacher liked me a lot and since I was the best in the class and he knew that my other school work was hard to do as well in. he helped me get a job without needed to go to college. This was also a very good thing b/c I started making real good money at eighteen and before long I was twenty-one and owning my own house. Around this time is also when I met Becky; she worked at the same place that I did and had some good skill but I was better at this then all the other employees there and moved up the ranks real fast. She was six years older then me but had the looks and the body of any freshmen in college. She would always dress very business-like and also had her hair pulled back in a bun of some sort. When I moved up to run one of the departments, I got the office right next to hers. Right off the bat she was nice to me and I could feel that she would look at me when she knew I wasn’t looking.

After a couple of months we started talking a lot and meeting outside of work for coffee, but still talk about the job and stuff going on there. Over time we started talking about each other and before we were dating. There was nothing in the rules at work that inter office dating wasn’t aloud, so there was no problem with what we were doing. Becky was the same person outside the office as she was in; very proper and well kept. Around the one year mark she was left go and the job and needed a place to stray. She asked if she could move in with me tilled she could get back on her feet. This was all to me taking over her department at work because I was better then her and could run them both. I didn’t tell her this in the beginning.

During the first year of our relationship before she moved in, we would fuck and she wasn’t totally into my big cock, but it was ok fucking, not much outside of me fucking her from on top or her riding me. She did try to suck my cock but could never get the whole thing in; now I not saying to didn’t like the sex, but some times it was just so-so. We never tried anything outside the norm and she would never let my near her ass.

In the beginning I would go over to her apartment and could see that she lived with a roommate, but never saw them. She would always tell me that they were out for the night so we could be alone. I never spent the night because Becky told me that her roommate would be back and they didn’t like other people sleeping over. I didn’t mind and she would always spend the night when she was at my place. So about a month after she moved in she came to me and told me she had a secret. She told me first of how she fell in love with me over the time we spent together and asked if I felt the same way. I told her that I may have had feeling for her (but I wasn’t ready for marriage and if she was all purred in the bedroom.) She told me that she wasn’t ready either but had something that may cause me to not want to be with her anymore. I could feel that she was getting worked up by what she needed to tell me, and I told her to let it out; that she could tell me anything and I wouldn’t get mad.

Becky began to tell me that as she lived in her apartment that she didn’t have a roommate, but in fact she had a slave. She told me that when ever I would come over she would order her slave into the closet and they would stay there till I left. I started to get this puzzle look on my face. I mean this cute, proper, well kept woman had a slave. She stopped and asked if I was okay with what she was telling me. I told her that I am puzzle by this because of how she was and looked to me, but not for what she was doing. I asked how she came to have a slave. Becky told me that when she was in college she had a roommate that was the complete opposite of her. Tattoos all over pieced ears, tongue, eyebrow, and nose; she was always in black, but Becky became good friends with her and found out that the girl had no family because of a car crash that took both her parents and that she was a only child. She lived with family up to college but they all wanted her gone as soon as possible. Becky told me how she would have to save her from owing other people money to cleaning her up after a night of drinking, but still enjoyed to friendship they had through their four years of college.

After college they went separate ways and Becky got the job and the web design company, and her friend went to NY. About three months later her friend showed up on her doorstep with no money, no cloths, and no place to go. She told Becky that she was in trouble and owed some people a lot of money and she needed help. Becky told me how she couldn’t just close the door on her friend and she told her that if she would fix all her problems that she needed to submit to Becky and before her slave for life. She would all have a place to life and food to eat, but she would become Becky’s slave and would need to do anything she asked. With no place to go and people after her, she agreed and moved in. Becky told me that she always felt this inter need want to control someone and this was the prefect way to do it. Her friend was living with her and now with Becky losing the apartment because of not working and running out of money her slave needs a place to stay. I told her that she could bring her here and we can see what will happen from there. Becky told me that she loved me even more now for this and got up to go and get her friend and bring her here. I asked if she needed help and Becky told me that her slave would do all the work and that she only had about two suitcases of stuff to bring.

So Becky left and about two hours later came back with her friend and her stuff. She pulled into the garage and as I open the door to let them in; I saw her slave. She was only wearing a pair of white and red boy style underwear and a collar around her neck. She had jet black hair and had tattoos down both arms and legs, across her chest and I could see some going over her shoulder and I guess down her back. She looked like any of the girls you see at a punk rock show or hanging around biker bars. Next came in Becky and she told me that this was Roxy and she would now do anything I asked of her since this is my house that she would be staying in. Roxy took the two suitcases up to the guest room and came back down stairs after. She looked shy and didn’t say a word to Becky or me. Becky was sitting on the sofa when Roxy return and Roxy walked up to Becky and sat at her feet with knees pulled up close to her chest and her head resting on Becky’s thigh. Becky rubbed Roxy’s head like you would do a dog and Roxy seem to move in closer to her as she rubbed. Not knowing fully what all this was, I asked both women if they would like something to drink and Becky answer with yes, she would like some wine but Roxy would have a box of juicy juice from the bag she put on the table. I left to the kitchen and came back shortly after with two glasses of wine and a juice box. I handed to wine to Becky and started to hand the box to Roxy, but she didn’t move like she was waiting for Becky to tell her what to do. Becky put her glasses down and reach for the box of juice, she then told Roxy to thank me for being so nice to her and do what she told her, her role would be in the car ride over.

With that Roxy leaned forward on her knees and when straight for my fly and open my pants and dug from my cock. It happen so fast I didn’t have time to stop her but when Roxy’s hand grabbed my cock it knew what was up and became as hard as a rock and sprung out from my pants. As my pant fell to my ankles the look that came over Roxy’s face was priceless; I don’t think was has had a cock of my size in her life, because she turned to Becky with a look of fear and of are you sirius? Becky whispered something in her ear and Roxy turn and opened her mouth and started to suck on the head of my cock. Roxy had both her hands on my cock and the rest in her mouth. I knew that I had a lot of dick for someone to take all of it in and so I was never was sad when Becky would choke on half my cock. Roxy didn’t get half my cock in her mouth before she was gagging on it and Becky was seeing this and was not happy. Becky grabbed her with a hand full of hair and pulled Roxy down on my cock. I just stood there and took it in, the feeling of having cock go deeper into a mouth then ever before was great. I could feel her throat start to open and take in my cook. Roxy was gagging a lot and every time Becky pulled her off my dick a load of salvia and vomit would run out, before long Roxy and it running all down her face and chest and was pooling in between her legs. Luckily I had hardwood floors and the mess was nothing a mop could clean up. Becky continued to drive Roxy’s mouth all the way onto my cock. Becky would push and pull Roxy’s head for about a half minute and then pulled her off so she could empty her mouth. Soon after this Becky started to push her all the way down so that Roxy’s lips were around the base of my cock and the head was down her throat and hold it there as long as Roxy could. This was sending me over the edge and I looked into Becky’s eyes and she could see I was ready to cum. She pushed hard and emptied the biggest load of my life straight down this woman’s throat, she need not the sallow because my cock was already past her gag point. After a couple more pumps I pulled my cock from her throat and she sucked the last of my cum from my dick. Roxy fell to the floor as Becky let go of her hair, I looked down and saw this helpless person lying in a pool of salvia and vomit trying to come back from the biggest mouth fucking she has ever had. Becky step over her and kiss me and said she was going to take a nice hot long bubble bath, and told Roxy to clean up her mess and to do what ever I told her to do. She then whispered into my ear that this was my slave now to and that I could do what I want to her when ever I wanted. She told me that I could fuck her right now with my big cock and it would be fine.

Becky left to go up stair and Roxy crawled to the kitchen to get the thing needed to clean the mess. As she crawled I thought of what I wanted and it hit me; something I wanted that I didn’t get since I started to date Becky. I love to eat pussy and I was going to get some. I followed Roxy into the kitchen and told her to stand and remove her underwear. She did and I could see a nice bald open pussy; I told her I to get up on the island and open her legs wide. She had I pieced clit and a set of big pussy lips that wouldn’t close even if she put her legs onto. It was a nice pussy and looked even tastier to eat. I asked her when the last time she had her pussy licked and sucked, and she told me in a little quit voice that she was order to eat Becky’s pussy all the time but not since high school did she get some. I thought that I never got to eat Becky’s pussy and I tried a lot but she never let me, but that was soon pushed aside because of I had a nice pussy here that I was going to go to town on.