“Good, your guest should arrive around noon so make sure you have lunch early. Remember, tomorrow you can cum at will, provided your guest says OK, but not before your guest arrives. Your guest will let you know when you may cum,” he said excitedly. “I want you to understand, anyone who knocks on the door owns you and you will service them however they see fit.”
My heart sunk as I thought about what that could mean, and I nodded my understanding.
“Good, I hope I was not too kind letting you cum a second time. You should get some rest and drink lots of fluids. No alcohol please. I assure you; you will want full strength and full load tomorrow. You will experience things you never imagined. I envy you Davey boy. If I find out you jacked off tonight, the punishment will be severe,” he explained.
“Do good this week and I may blow you again. You are free to go this evening, but you need to be here at 7:30AM panties on. You will beg to service me, so I get my day off to a good start. Think of ways you would like to service me and if you beg well enough, I will let you do so,” he said condescendingly. “Now get my clothes and dress me.”
I grabbed his clothes and started with his boxers. I knelt down to let him get his feet through. He bent forward at the waist, and with both hands rubbed my shaved ass. He brought his finger up through my crack, as he stood back up and stepped into his boxers. As I worked them up his thighs, he swung his hips from side to side, swinging his dick at my face.
“Kiss it good night cock slut!” he insisted.
I stopped pulling them up and kissed the tip of his mushroom head. I stuck out my tongue and licked his beautify round cockhead. It was now pointing right at me again. He pulled it away and I eased the boxers up, watching that plump head disappear behind his underwear.
“You are such fucking slut” he said shaking his head in a look of disgust.
I finished dressing him and he walked out the door, He looked back and glanced down at my panties, smirked, and slid out the door. I stood there in stunned silence, looking in the mirror at my pathetic reflection, hard, frustrated, and used. All I could think of was getting his dick back in my mouth. I wanted to watch myself in the mirror as I jacked of in my red panties thinking of pleasing him!
I snapped out of it and thought about shaving myself. I threw my clothes on over my panties and went next door to the drug store. I got some razors and shave cream. I recalled him spreading it on my asshole as I noticed a can of hair remover. I got it also, hoping it might save some chafing that could occur from shaving every day.
I returned to the room, stripped down to my silk thong panties climbed into bed, trying not to get hard. My balls were already sore from today’s activities. Hours more with a boner would make tomorrow so much more painful. As I thought about begging for his dick in the morning, the hard-on was coming.
I flipped on the TV and turned on the 11:00 o’clock news. That helped distract me and I fell asleep after less than 5 minutes. It was a deep restful sleep…
To be continued