A Slut on the Green

Everyone was horny again except for Derrick. He moved aside, and slave watched as Andrew, Leon, and the two strangers pumped their dicks with their hands. Master, like the disciplined man that he was, hadn't even touched his cock, but slave could see a small wet spot on his pants.

"Okay, men. You have used up my slave. If you want to, you can come onto her. Believe me, she will clean it up."

The men circled around her, jerking off furiously. They sprayed their cum all over her body: onto her tits, her stomach, in her hair, even on her face. Slave happily wiped a glob from on her eyelid and lapped up the cum. Everyone watched, completely spent, as slave cleaned herself like a little kitty, preening her fur.

Master finally spoke, "Well, I think that's game." The men agreed. They said goodbye to the old and young man and took the cart back to the parking lot. Master let slave rest on his lap, and she curled into him, nearly falling asleep. Master whispered into her ear. "You had better be ready for me when we are back at the house, slave. I will not be gentle." Slave's pussy grew warm again from his words.

Slave bowed to the other men as they got into their Lexus. She was almost sad to see them go. Master assured them that they would see her in the future, if they wanted to. Master and slave got into their own car and drove home in silence, but slave kept a close eye on Master's throbbing member through his pants.

Master guided slave to the bedroom. "You performed well today, slave. Do you think you have been punished enough?"

"Yes, Master."

"Will you be able to perform for me now?"

"Yes, Master."

"Will you learn to shut that tight little mouth of yours when you aren't asked to speak?"

"Oh, yes Master, I will learn."

"Good. Arms up."

Master chained her arms to a post in the ceiling, like he always did. He liked having complete control of her. He spread her legs as far apart as they would go and chained those down, too. He took a whip from a dresser drawer, and glided it across her shivering body.

"You know, slave, I think you enjoyed today a little too much. Perhaps I should simply give you away to one of my golfing friends. I'm sure Leon would love fucking your ass and smacking you with his shoe. Or, perhaps Andrew? He was so enthusiastic about playing the role of a Master. He almost did it better than me. What do you think, slave?"

"No master, please don't send me away Master. I like it when you fuck me the best. You are the best Master."

"Oh? I am? But what about that nice young man who pushed his big cock into you today?"

"No master! I like your cock the best, sir."

"You little slut," Master said as he shoved two fingers into slave's now dripping cunt. "I know how much you liked to get fucked by strangers, especially married ones. Do you think I wouldn't notice you getting off at the prospect of seducing a married man?"

Master was now whipping slave lightly on her ass, legs, tits, and stomach. "Did you try to hide it from me, slave?" The whip came down hard on slave's tits, and she cried out.

"No! No, I didn't try to hide it!" Master brought the whip down on her ass this time, leaving a large, red welt. Slave whimpered. "Please, Master, please, I love only you!"

Master remained silent at that, and whipped her all over, harder and harder each time. She wailed in pain, tears streaming down her face. "Please Master, I love you."

"How can you say you love me when you cum all over other men's cocks?" Master said with a small, devilish grin. Master had set the whip down, and was pulling his cock out of his pants. It was the most beautiful thing in the world to slave. It was thick, and glowing purple from desire. It had veins popping out of it, which slave loved to play with, with her tongue. She squealed when she saw it.

"Oh! Oh master! Please fuck me!"

Master gripped her by her hair. "Are you really telling me what to do? I thought I was the Master? Unless you thought I was the slave...?" He went to grab for the whip again.

"No, please! I'm so sorry, Master, I'm your slave, I'm just the slave."

Master smiled, and rubbed his cock-head on her swollen pussy lips, still sore from this afternoon. "Do you like that, slave?" he cooed.

"Yes Master," she sighed, at peace with herself now that Master's cock was against her.

He pushed into her, no longer able to control himself. He took her slowly, knowing that she was sore from all of the beatings. "You were a good girl today, slave," he said, shoving his cock in and out of her, his member glistening with her wetness. He toyed lightly with her breasts, pinching her nipples as she gasped. He held onto her shoulder, with the other hand at her waist, and picked up speed, pumping his cock into her still-tight hole. "Are you still my little slut, slave? My little cum bucket?"

"Yes Master, yes!"

He knew she was close to cumming. She was always close as soon as he put his dick into her. "Are you going to come with me, slave?"

"Y-yes, Master! Please let me come with you!"

"Are you a good girl?"

"Yes! Yes I'm a good girl! Please let me cum!" He pumped into her furiously, one hand grabbing at her tit and pinching her nipple. He dragged the other hand down to her clitoris. "Get ready, slave." He brushed his hand past her clitoris, and she cried out.

"I'm going to cum! I can't hold it! I can't hold it!"

Master knew what he was doing. "Cum with me, slave." Master finally released his cum into her pussy, groaning in pleasure. "Good, good girl," he moaned as she bucked onto his cock, clenching her pussy muscles around him.

"Oh master, thank you for letting me cum, thank you so much!"

"Shh, little slave." He released her from her chains. "Clean yourself." She once again scooped the cum out of her pussy and into her mouth, this time more greedily than before. She loved Master's cum, and would never waste any of it. She bent down and cleaned off Master's dick after she got all the cum out of her.

"Are you tired, slave?" Master said, watching as slave's eyes drooped.

"Yes, sir."

He clamped a collar around slave's neck and attached a chain from her collar to the edge of the bed. She laid down on the ground, naked and still heaving from her orgasm. Master looked, beaming at his most prized possession. "Sleep well, slave, I have much planned for you tomorrow."

Slave smiled and fell asleep, happy to have such a wonderful Master.