The Master Ch. 15 - The Decision

"I don't know what you're talking about, Miss Pryde;" she replies, getting up and putting on her mask again. "Ask me for anything you need, I'll be happy to help you."

I smile at Camile's words and meet Gretchel, who as I expected looks spectacular, with a set of corset, boots, stockings and mask all in bright red leather.

When we enter the huge club lounge, unlike my first visit I decide not to sit down, accompanied by Gretchel, I walk around all the sites, discovering numerous doors that lead to smaller rooms where sexual encounters of all kinds take place.

I stop especially in one of the rooms, where a young woman is stretched out on a wooden structure, surrounded by at least half a dozen women who do not stop playing with her body, two of them drop hot wax on her, while two others beat her with small leather whips, the last two are fucking her pussy and her mouth.

Although this show is exciting me a lot, it is not what has caused me to stop to observe, it has been the other scene that takes place in the room, through a door in front of where I am, I have seen how two young couples agree, who quickly tilt one of them on a table and tie it up, leaving her completely exposed, then they leave the room, leaving them there.

At the moment through another door a man enters, who without wasting time stands behind one of the girls and begins to fuck her.

Seeing my curiosity, Gretchel grabs my hand and introduces me into the living room, leading me to a couch, where two other girls are sitting watching. To my surprise, Gretchel does not sit next to me, takes off her corset and joins the six girls who do not stop playing with the helpless young woman.

She starts fucking her so that she is in front of me, looking at me at all times, as if she wants to challenge me to join her, although I do not know well in what role. The two girls next to me have started kissing and masturbating watching the show, I am also very quoted, but I dare not let myself go.

Gretchel spends the next five minutes fucking the bound girl, not stopping until she reaches an intense orgasm, then comes out of her pussy and approaches me, I can see the fake cock tied to her waist shining from the orgasm of the bound girl and I can't help but wish I was in her place.

Instead of approaching me, Gretchel approaches the two young women next to me and offers them her hand, they hesitate for a few seconds, but in the end, they get up and take off each other's corsets, as soon as they are naked four of the women approach them, while the other two untie their exhausted and exhausted victim and sit her next to me after dressing her in the corset.

I don't know what the two girls were expecting, but from their reaction not what happens next, one of them is taken to the table and bent over it, being restrained in a few seconds, once in that position she barely has to wait a couple of minutes for a man to walk through the door and start fucking her.

Her friend watches on as she is strapped to the wooden structure and begins to be treated like the young girl before her. Gretchel is the first of the seven girls to fuck her and bring her to orgasm.

This time I can't help but bring my hand to my pussy and start masturbating, next to me, and despite the half dozen orgasms she's already had, the young girl seems to have recovered and is also playing with her pussy. I look at her red, swollen pussy, her body covered in fine whip marks and still covered in traces of wax and I can't help but speed up the rhythm of my fingers and come to orgasm.

When I recover from my climax, Gretchel is standing in front of me offering me her hand, like an automaton I stand up and let her remove my corset, taking my hand she leads me to the table where the young woman sitting next to me is being fucked by a different man, before reaching the table, Gretchel stops and changes direction leading me to the wooden structure that has been freed again.

Before I get to the table, something happens in my head, and without knowing why, I push Gretchel and run out of the room. I run for a couple of minutes, and when I stop, I don't know if I'm in the main hall or in any of the rooms, all I know is that everyone around me is watching me like hungry wolves.

Suddenly I realize that I am naked, and therefore anyone can approach me and use me as they wish, two boys do not waste time and approach me, with their cocks ready to fuck me.

Before they reach me, I panic and shout the word of security that Lady Venus told me, while I do it, I feel like I get dizzy and hands hold me so that I do not fall to the ground.

When I regain consciousness, I find myself in the dressing room with Gretchel and Lady Venus by my side.

"Take her home and don't let her go anywhere tomorrow;" Lady Venus orders Gretchel in a tone I didn't expect, 'She's been under a lot of stress for several days and needs to relax.

Gretchel doesn't even answer Lady Venus, she reaches for my clothes and starts undressing to leave, I'm so nervous and exhausted that when she's fully dressed, I haven't started yet, and she has to help me get dressed.

I barely hear about the trip home, and I only seem to recover a little when Gretchel wraps me in my bed as if I were a little girl.

"Rest Taylor;" she says giving me a kiss on the lips, "I'm sorry for what happened tonight, it won't happen again, it's clear you're not ready for that world yet."

I hear Gretchel's words, but I don't understand them, I'm going to ask her what she means, but she gets up and leaves the room leaving me alone.

Once alone in my bedroom, it takes me only a few minutes to fall asleep, and again, as has happened to me several times in the last few days, I sleep for hours, waking up late in the afternoon.

I put on my usual shorts and head to the dining room, where I find Gretchel quietly watching TV, as soon as I see her, I cover my tits a little embarrassed, provoking laughter from the beautiful blonde.

I don't know what your plans are for tonight, Taylor;' Gretchel says to me, 'But the storm is raging and it's not advisable to leave the house;' she explains as she keeps changing the channel on the TV.

I sit next to her and we spend the rest of the afternoon watching movies on TV, although I'm looking forward to Gretchel touching me, she doesn't make any gesture to approach me, and I dare not take the first step. Only when we finish the dinner, we have ordered this time from an Italian restaurant, Gretchel sits next to me and begins to caress me

"I'm sick of watching movies;" she says, getting up from the couch, "I'm going to bed, are you coming?"

I can't help but smile when I hear Gretchel's words, the only bed in my apartment is the one in my bedroom, she has had to sleep on the couch.

I stand up and taking her by the hand I lead her to my bedroom, starting to kiss as soon as we walk through the door.

"No games, Gretchel;" I say breaking the kiss.

"Alright Taylor;" she replies pushing me down on the bed and getting on top of me.

Just like the last day at the Palace with Yaiza, Gretchel and I behave like two simple lovers, focusing on giving each other pleasure, forgetting about anything else.

We have only been kissing for five minutes, when I realize the many differences between the two situations, Yaiza is ardent and passionate, but she is still an eighteen-year-old girl accustomed mainly to dealing with slaves who give themselves completely to her. Gretchel on the other hand is much more experienced, she uses her tongue, her fingers, her hands in ways that I would never have imagined, quickly bringing me to orgasm

The night progresses slowly between kisses and caresses, Gretchel not only gives me pleasure, she teaches me how to give it to her, and if I am guided by the moans and orgasms that I tear from her, I must not be a bad student. The only thing I don't get all night is to take control of the situation, it's always Gretchel who stands on top of me, kisses me all over my body and brings me to orgasm whenever she wants.

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The alarm clock surprises us hugging in bed, we are both exhausted and sweaty, without having slept all night. For a few moments I'm tempted not to get up, but the messages start coming to the phone, and in the end, I get out of bed leaving Gretchel lying down.

"Aren't you getting up?" I ask her before heading for the shower.

"No;" she replies stretching out in bed, "The inspectors will watch you at work, I will pick you up at the exit accompanied by Yaiza, I think he wants to take you shopping."

I shower quickly and go down to the street where the two inspectors are waiting for me, leaning on the car. I say good morning to them and notice how they both smile when they see me.

Neither of them says anything until we're on the road, but as soon as they start talking, I realize they're going to have some fun at my expense.

"You're looking grim, Taylor;" Arthur says to me, "You look like you haven't had much sleep."

"I'm sure you wouldn't have slept much either with a blonde like that Gretchel by your side;" Peter points out with a chuckle.

"Fuck off!" I shout at them, taking some headphones out of my bag to put them on so I don't hear their comments.

My face must be much worse than I imagined, as soon as I walk through the door and meet Carmen, she takes me by the hand and leads me to one of the women's toilets pulling a small vanity case out of a cupboard.

"I know you don't like to put on makeup, but I assure you that today you will thank me;" she tells me, placing me in front of the mirror.

I let out a scream when I see my face in the mirror, not only because of the dark circles I have, but because my face seems to scream to everyone that I have spent the night fucking. Luckily Carmen does an excellent job and when we leave the bathroom I look like a completely different woman.

"Thank you very much;" I say to Carmen when I arrive at my office.

"I don't want you to thank me, Taylor;" Carmen replies, "I want you to tell me everything, and without leaving you any details;" she adds.

Luckily for me, Angela and Inspector Rogers enter the office and free me from Carmen's interrogation.

The morning goes on forever, with constant phone calls and meetings to continue preparing Leroy's case, and coffee is the only thing that keeps me on my feet. When it gets close to three in the afternoon, I'm surprised to see Carmen enter my office accompanied by Yaiza and Gretchel.

"We've come to rescue you;" Yaiza says, coming up to me and giving me a hug.

Gretchel stands in the doorway next to Carmen, who looks at me with a wide smile on her lips.

"See you tomorrow boss;" Carmen says to me, "I hope you get more rest tonight than yesterday;" she adds closing the door behind her.

"Witch!" I exclaim even though I know Carmen can't hear me.

"Get up quickly;" Yaiza tells me, "2'm going to take you to eat and after shopping, you can't go on TV again in those old-fashioned outfits."

Despite my protests, we go to eat at an Arab restaurant, owned by Yaiza's family, where we can taste all the typical dishes of the Emirate, then we go to Beverly Hills, where I cannot help but buy half a dozen expensive suits and several more sets of clothes, shoes, and even lingerie.

If I thought Yaiza could not surprise me more, I was wrong, she does it again by stopping for dinner at a McDonald's ignoring Gretchel's protests. The night is over us after dinner, and when leaving the hamburger restaurant, I think they are going to take me home, they do not, after half an hour of travel, luckily driving Gretchel, we arrive at the beach of Malibu, stopping at one of the houses on the beach.

Yaiza gets out of the car and I do it behind her, when I stop waiting for Gretchel, she starts the car away from the house, I turn to look at Yaiza who does not seem surprised by the reaction of the bodyguard.

"I have no intention of sharing you with anyone tonight;" she says, holding my hand and leading me to the back of the house, to a huge indoor pool.

Before reaching the water, I stop suddenly and drawing Yaiza towards me, I push her against the wall holding her firmly with my body while I begin to caress her.

"You're a bad girl who needs to be punished;" I tell her, bringing my hand to her pussy finding it completely wet.

Yaiza tries to return the caresses, but I hold her hands and lift them over her head, quickly fastening them to chains that adorn the walls of the garden.

"You don't know how many times I've wanted to do this to you while we were in the Palace;" I tell Yaiza a few steps away from her to enjoy herself while she struggles against her restrictions. "I'm sure you have some toys around here;" I add by going around the garden.

It takes me a few minutes to find what I'm looking for, I pick up three or four toys and return to Yaiza, who looks at me with a mixture of fear and excitement on her face.

"You won't dare!" Yaiza shouts at me in a threatening tone.

I don't answer her threat, I simply walk over to her and start cutting off her clothes with a pair of scissors, leaving her naked in less than a minute. Her pussy glistens with wetness and her nipples are hard, helping me with what I have in mind next.

I bring my mouth to her tits, kissing and biting them, focusing especially on her nipples, I notice how Yaiza's body trembles under my caresses, and the first moans escape between her lips.

Those moans are replaced by a small scream, followed by a more intense one when I close two metal tweezers joined by a golden chain on each of her nipples. I pull the chain upwards, until it is brought to Yaiza's mouth, forcing her to hold it with her teeth.

"If you drop it, I'll have to punish you;" I warn Yaiza as I kneel between her legs bringing my face closer to her pussy.

My tongue makes its way between her wet lips, as my fingers gently pinch her clitoris, I'm sure Yaiza will drop the chain before she reaches her first orgasm.

My suspicions are formed in a few minutes, when after taking a small bite on her bulging clitoris, an intense moan escapes from her mouth letting the chain fall down.

I get up and move away from Yaiza, leaving her on the verge of orgasm, I take two of the toys I have brought and support one of them in her pussy holding her with a strap to one of her thighs, I start the vibrator at a speed that will not allow me to cum. I bring the other one to his mouth pressing against her lips.

Yaiza shakes her head and protests in silence, trying to prevent her from forcing the huge between her lips.

"Come on Yaiza, don't resist;" I tell her, "Imagine it's Vincent's cock."

Yaiza tries to kick me without success, causing me only to get behind her and keep trying to force the dildo into her mouth.

"The truth is that it is something smaller than Vincent's cock;" I comment to Yaiza taking the dildo into my mouth to see if what I say is true, "But it will be good for you to practice."

Yaiza continues to try to avoid the, until tired of her resistance pull the chain that joins the tweezers of her nipples causing her to scream in pain and taking advantage of the circumstance to force the between her lips.

"I won't let you run until you swallow it whole;" I point to Yaiza.

At my threat Yaiza seemed to start to cooperate, licking and kissing the dildo as if it were a real cock, slowly swallowing it until she had almost six inches of rubber cock in her mouth. While Yaiza has been trying to take the cock all the way down her throat, I've increased the speed of the vibrator in her pussy, finally bringing her to orgasm.

"That wasn't bad for the first cock you've ever sucked;" I tell Yaiza, releasing her restrictions and then jumping into the pool.

Yaiza takes several minutes to recover from the intense orgasm, as soon as she does she jumps into the water and swims towards me, who have been waiting for her sitting on the edge of the pool or a while.

As soon as Yaiza reaches me, she separates my legs with her hands and begins to play with her tongue on my pussy and with her hands on my tits. It didn't take long for us to lie next to each other, giving each other pleasure. The dildo I've forced Yaiza to swallow is soon coming in and out of my pussy, along with a similar one in my ass.

The passion moves from the pool to Yaiza's bedroom, where after several more orgasms we end up cuddling and caressing each other.

Yaiza is about to say something to me, but I interrupt her before she can say anything.

'I know what you want to talk to me about;' I point out to Yaiza, 'The Arab restaurant with the typical food of the Emirate, the clothes ordered to measure days ago. I'm sorry, but now I don't want to talk about Caleb, maybe when we wake up.'

I do not talk about Caleb with Yaiza, neither when we wake up nor during the following days, only the nights in the company of Gretchel allow me to escape a little from work and continue to maintain a small connection with what happened in the Palace those increasingly distant days in my mind and my memory.

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As soon as I enter the main hall of the mansion in downtown Los Angeles, I drop the cloak that covers my body to the floor, revealing to anyone who looks at me that I am naked except for the pink silk stockings and matching high-heeled shoes, plus the white mask that completely covers my entire face except my eyes.

The truth is that I do not know very well what I do again here, it is the third time in five days that I come to the 'Cave' without knowing very well what. The first time I came with Gretchel and for a while I watched as together with another half dozen girls fucked two young observers who were excited by the situation decided to participate in the game, when Gretchel proposed me to join them, I was assailed by panic and I ran out of the room.

Yesterday I came back here again, this time alone, after managing to mislead Gretchel for the first time, but again, as soon as one of the naked boys approached me, I panicked again and said the word of security, running back to the changing rooms, where I had to wait almost an hour for the a very angry Gretchel came looking for me to take me home.

The truth is, I think, that subconsciously I try to look for similar feelings to the ones I had during my stay at Caleb's Palace in those strange days, but not only I can't find them, but I can't get them out of my head.

I miss him very much, and Yaiza too, although I talk to her practically every day, and last Monday night, we fucked passionately for hours at her luxurious beach house in Malibu.

Today I come determined to take the initiative, I've asked Gretchel to leave me alone, and as soon as I see a muscular looking boy with a good-sized cock, I quickly approach him. I do not want warm-ups or caresses, holding his hand I take him to one of the couches where I push him to sit down, I kneel between his legs and lifting the mask I take his cock to my mouth, I know I could make him cum in a couple of minutes, but that is not what I intend, As soon as I put his cock completely hard I stop sucking it and I get on top of him letting me fall on his cock until I get completely impale.

Despite all the efforts of the boy, caressing my whole body with his hands, I do not feel anything while his cock enters and leaves my pussy, it is as if I were masturbating with one of my dildos, in the end I decide to take my hand to my clitoris and start masturbating, reaching orgasm before the young man cums, to his surprise, I get out of his cock and walk away from him.

"Finish with the hand;" I tell him angrily heading for the door to leave.

Before I can reach the door of the living room, strong arms grab me and push me against the back of one of the armchairs, I try to struggle to get rid of it without getting anything.