His New Mistress

Criticism is appreciated - this is more of a draft.

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"You called?" Silas murmured through the speaker in the phone.

"Be around in an hour. 18 Meadow Grove." a voice spoke in reply before Silas was hung up. He had never had any definite intentions on visiting the stranger - they were a mere shadow cast behind him, following him. They had never really talked much. The stranger was just lingering and Silas wanted to know why. They seemed suspicious, yet interesting, he supposed. Having met once before, Silas could figure out the stranger's basic traits. It was a sort-of-acquaintance-but-not-really relationship. He didn't know much about them but knew them barely.

They had met in a busy workplace where Silas resided. The stranger was new to the area and the city itself - they clearly had some sort of secret to hide. They claimed that they were there on a getaway trip but had been here for months now, following up to a year long. The stranger had been coming and going to the workplace constantly for all the time they had been here and not a single secret had slipped from their mouth.

He showered without a moment to spare. The stranger was expecting Silas in half an hour.

After changing into a velvet suit, he ordered the chauffeur to drive to 18 Meadow Grove. The road seemed innocent enough, he thought. His heart pounded as he was driven down the tunnel leading into the road. The corner was dark, and looked old. He'd seen the stranger hop into a Bentley once before, so why were they living in a cold street like this?

Now he could see the Bentley parked in the black driveway.

The house was different from all of the others. The conjoined houses were regular everyday houses, probably with poor families living inside of them. Their windows were stained, the panes cracked beyond repair. The tenebrosity of the doors showed in the fluorescence of the day sky. The stranger's house, although, was a ten bedroom mansion fit for royalty. Though Silas' was similar, he was still taken aback by the blatant greeting to the house in contrast of the rest.

As the chauffeur parked on the side of the road, Silas let himself out. Gathering up the courage to speak to the stranger, he knocked lightly. Almost if by magic the door opened immediately. A tall man standing right by the doorway requested his name and purpose.

"May I ask of who you are, and what you serve as you come here?"

Brushing off his jacket, he answered, "I must have the wrong home. I'm looking for... uh.. I don't know them well. But they work at Mons Publishing Office."

The man, looking as if a servant, grinned, saying politely, "Ah! You must be Silas. Yes, Mistress Flora told me to welcome you at the door. Come in, if you would sir."

Stepping into the mansion, which was alike a palace in many ways, Silas looked around. There were multiple diamond chandeliers and a red carpet floor as well as sliding glass doors.

The stranger, now known to Silas as 'Flora', came through one of the doors on the left. She came through with a servant - he assumed - on a leash. The servant was fully naked and crawled beside Flora whilst wearing nipple clamps and a butt plug. Flora hugged him immediately, like she knew him.

"Hey! I'm sorry I never told you my name. I never tell anybody my name in the workplace," she whispered in his ear.

"I was thinking that maybe we could hang out while I walk my dog." she said, pointing to the girl below her.

"You have servants?" Silas asked, staring her straight in the eyes.

"More like slaves. I have hundreds, and I host auctions. However, I need someone to host with..." she trailed off, caressing his cheek.

He looked her up and down, noticing her slim yet curved figure. Her breasts were showing through the thin material, probably silk. Her face was beautiful, her lips were neatly but sharply defined and her diamond eyes shot right through him. Her cheekbones were also defined, and she had a large, oval shaped face.

"Well, manwhore, are you going to stare at my tits all day or walk with me?" she snapped.

"Sorry!" he cried regretfully.

Walking through the mall area, people stopped to greet and bow to Flora. They petted the slave, cooing.

"When's the next auction Miss?" one asked.

"15th of August. Hey, I'd like you to meet my new dom, Master Silas." she replied, making eyes at him, egging him on to introduce himself.

"Yes, uhh-, we're partners in dominance now." he said. She then proceeded to kiss him on the lips, holding his shoulder. He was startled by this, and then continued to kiss her back.

"Nice to meet you... Hey, Miss, why don't I take the dog back to the cells for you?" the Lord asked.

"Sure, yeah, go Bert." she muttered, placing the key to the cells in his hand, continuing to kiss Silas. He took the slave from her, walking off. Silas slid his hand down her thin panties in the open mall, feeling her up.

"Why don't we take this to your house?" she said, beaming with lust.

When they arrived at Silas' mansion, the bed was their top priority. He ripped her thin fabric from her breasts, cupping them in his hands. He started to suck them tenderly, his tongue swirling the areola of her nipple. Moaning heavily and breathing fast and hard, she cried out. She grabbed his crotch, grinding and bucking her hips against his. As he stole away her lace panties, he started to finger her, licking her clit at the same time.

"Goddamnit, your cunt tastes so damn good, you big slut." he joked. She moaned loudly as she reached climax, her pussy running with her love juices, flowing down off of the side of the bed.

"FUCK ME! FUCK ME OH GOD!" she screamed, aching for his cock.

He whipped out a monster cock, thick as fuck and inches long.

"Get on your knees and hold your ass cheeks apart." he commanded, grinning with dominance. She balanced on her knees on the bed, spreading her ass for him to enter his member into her tight little hole.

"God, you're so wet." he said, positioning his cock at the entrance of her virgin asshole. She moaned as he grabbed ahold of her hips and began to insert his member into her ass, He bucked and thrust against her, howling with pleasure.

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The morning after, Silas woke up beside Flora. She turned to him, saying, "Good morning, baby. Come on, the auction's today." and she grabbed his naked body and lay against it.