Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 124

Hitting the critical point, Mr. Michaels wanted it played very specifically and they had worked out exactly what and how she should say the next part. "Look Ali. This is up to you. If you don't want to steal, then it's no big deal. It won't hurt my feelings or anything. Just keep it a secret for Jenny and I." She had stayed closer to the door and acted like she heard something. "Shit. I think that is Billy. I'll go run down and take care of him. You think about it. If you want to join in with Jenny and I, then count out $500 in the smaller bills and lock up and put the key back. If you don't want to do this, then just meet me downstairs and I'll come back up on my own later. But really, I won't think any less of you if you decide it isn't for you. Okay?" She said the last as she ran out the door like she had to get to Billy.

Sarah checked on him, but knew he still slept soundly. Waiting in the den for about five minutes wondering what All would do, Sarah smiled when All joined her with a fist full of cash. "It's too good to pass up!" she sald with a big grin.

"You made sure to mess the drawer back up and lock it and put away the key, right? And turn off the light?"

Yep. No problem," she said while making two stacks in front of her.

"Oh, and next week, when you are here by yourself, you can do the same thing and bring me my share at school. I mean, if you are still up for it."

Yeah, sure. Of course. It's your gig and you have done so much for me. No problem."

They had fun the rest of the night and Sarah showed All the hot tub. Without too much debate, they decided to risk it and stripped down and jumped in since Mr. Michaels wasn't expected home for another hour or so. Ali had finished her second drink and felt no pain. After floating in the water for a few minutes, All surprised Sarah by kissing her gently. Sarah returned it with a growing passion and soon they were rubbing each other's pussies. Ali sat on Sarah's lap straddling her as they both really got into it with Ali panted in Sarah ear, saying "I'm close."

With her own climax buildings Sarah jerked away from Ali as she suddenly remembered her instructions. To avoid making Ali worry about having done something wrong at the awkward move, she lifted All up to sit on the edge of the tub and dropped between her legs. Using only her mouth and tongue, she got Ali off twice. When Ali begged to return the favor after calming down, Sarah took her At school on Monday, Ali told Sarah all about her date with Craig over the weekend. They had dated previously and she had even given him a blow job in the past but they had always been pretty off and on. After dinner and a movie, they went back to his house to watch TV in the downstairs TV room in the huge finished basement with a pool table and bar and a big sectional couch. A typical father's man cave. They put on the movie but made out during most of it. It soon progressed to him playing with her tits and rubbing her pussy, but she had stopped him before he had gone too far and pulled off his pants to give him a long slow teasing blow job. Afterwards, he wanted to know where she had suddenly learned to do that, calling it the best blow job he had ever received. She didn't try to swallow and let him cum on his stomach, but had gotten a towel for him and cleaned him up. He had wanted to have sex, but she tumed him down. Giving Sarah a big hug, she thanked her mentor again for being such a good teacher.

Before leaving on Tuesday to see her Master, she had cum again from spanking. Other techniques she tried, like snapping her foot with a rubber band, didn't seem to work but the spanking seemed her best option. It still didri't replace her desperate desire for be fucked by his cock to a true orgasm, but she marveled at her own control over her body.

Walking in, she found Mr. Michaels waiting for her with a couple of pieces of paper in his hand. He put them down, kissed Sarah, and asked about the week. Detailing the difficulty and exhaustion from getting up every night, she also admitted that it had been rewarding in that she felt like she had better control and amazed that she had actually made herself cum just from spanking. Leaning over, she kissed him earnestly and thanked him for teaching her so much.

He nodded but then got stern again making her feel sick in the pit in her stomach. She could already tell she had fucked up again as he handed her the sheets of paper. All of the texts that she had sent were shown, each with a date and time stamp. Two were highlighted. They were several days apart. One was in the afternoon and one was at 4:10am. Reading them both, she saw they were virtually identical. Both called him 'the best Master that owned her pussy and soul'. She didn't remember sending either one. They were all a blur. She wanted to cry.

"What were your instructions, Sarah?"

"Each text had to be different. But these two are almost the same."

At school on Monday, Ali told Sarah all about her date with Craig over the weekend. They had dated previously and she had even given him a blow job in the past but they had always been pretty off and on. After dinner and a movie, they went back to his house to watch TV in the downstairs TV room in the huge finished basement with a pool table and bar and a big sectional couch. A typical father's man cave. They put on the movie but made out during most of it. It soon progressed to him playing with her tits and rubbing her pussy, but she had stopped him before he had gone too far and pulled off his pants to give him a long slow teasing blow job. Afterwards, he wanted to know where she had suddenly learned to do that, calling it the best blow job he had ever received. She didn't try to swallow and let him cum on his stomach, but had gotten a towel for him and cleaned him up. He had wanted to have sex, but she tumed him down. Giving Sarah a big hug, she thanked her mentor again for being such a good teacher.

Before leaving on Tuesday to see her Master, she had cum again from spanking. Other techniques she tried, like snapping her foot with a rubber band, didn't seem to work but the spanking seemed her best option. It still didri't replace her desperate desire for be fucked by his cock to a true orgasm, but she marveled at her own control over her body.

Walking in, she found Mr. Michaels waiting for her with a couple of pieces of paper in his hand. He put them down, kissed Sarah, and asked about the week. Detailing the difficulty and exhaustion from getting up every night, she also admitted that it had been rewarding in that she felt like she had better control and amazed that she had actually made herself cum just from spanking. Leaning over, she kissed him earnestly and thanked him for teaching her so much.

He nodded but then got stern again making her feel sick in the pit in her stomach. She could already tell she had fucked up again as he handed her the sheets of paper. All of the texts that she had sent were shown, each with a date and time stamp. Two were highlighted. They were several days apart. One was in the afternoon and one was at 4:10am. Reading them both, she saw they were virtually identical. Both called him 'the best Master that owned her pussy and soul'. She didn't remember sending either one. They were all a blur. She wanted to cry.

"What were your instructions, Sarah?"

"Each text had to be different. But these two are almost the same."

"Almost? You want to say those are just almost the same?!" He sounded pissed.

"They are the same sir. I fucked up. I failed you. am very sorry sir."

He shook his head. "They were simple instructions. Did you not want to follow them? Or were you confused?"

"No sir. I just...I guess I just was tired and I wasn't thinking. I'll do anything to make it up to you sir," she protested.

"Damn. And I wanted to reward you for doing so much else right. But we can't let this go unpunished, can we? Maybe we will just start over. Do another week"

Sarah tensed. She wanted to cry out. Unable to imagine another week of this torture. But she calmed herself. Complaining was not an option. She had to accept what he wanted and if she didn't follow the rules, then she deserved another week. "Yes sir. I deserve to be punished. I will do another week for you sir. I will get it right this time. promise."

He sighed heavily but nodded. "Okay. At least you didn't try to argue. I will give you that. Let's go up to my room and we can start there. Get your clothes off."

She took her clothes off and put them in the chair, following him upstairs with her arms behind her and her head down. But her body felt heavy and broken inside. Anger boiled within herself for letting him down. How could she fuck up his simple instructions? "You stupid fucking cunt!" she scolded herself silently. She only wanted to make him happy and instead she had made him mad and disappointed.

Once upstairs she went immediately to take off his clothes and fold them. Once done, she dropped to her knees in slave pose and waited for instructions. He got out a few toys and put them on the bed. Coming back to her, he put his hardening cock to her lips, and said simply, "Mouth only."

Swallowing the cock, stroked it with her mouth as it got harder, she kissed and licked it letting it fall all over her face.

Dropping lower with her arms still clasped behind her, she licked his balls before bobbed on his cock some more. She took it deep and gagged herself intentionally. Done with the teasing, he grabbed her head and face fucked her for several minutes before pulling out and getting on the bed. "Come fuck me. Nice and slow." Music to her ears, she straddled him and guided his manhood into her dripping crevice.

After a week of teasing her pussy relentlessly, his cock felt wonderful. She took long slow strokes and moaned at the feel of him stretching her pussy. Sliding effortlessly into her, she soon had him to the hilt. He pulled her down and lightly squeezed her tits, sucked on her nipples, and kissed her passionately. Sarah loved it. Expecting more rough and angry sex, he surprised again with gentleness. The only thing to take away from the experience being the knowledge that she would have to deny herself again. Still, not wanting to taint the moment, she focused on how good it felt. She ground her clit against him and then pulled back so just the head rested at her entrance before slamming all the way down on him. His cock head rubbed her cervix in that glorious painful twinge that touched so deep. Normally she could have cum two or three times by that point, but she held off each one. Wanting this to last as long as possible.

Finally, she knew she couldn't take anymore. Her body tingled and her clit burned. She couldn't postpone it anymore and begged, "Please may I cum Master?" She waited for the denial she knew would be coming but kept fucking herself, reveling in the tingle of her pre-cum state.

"Yes, cum for me Sarah. I want to hear you nice and loud. I want to feel it take you! Cum now!" The words were like a splash of cold water. She let the orgasm she had held back for so long go. She threw her head back and moaned to a scream. She felt her legs shake uncontrollably. She steadied herself with her hands on his chest and she felt her arms shiver. She pumped his dick harder as the wave of orgasmic heat rolled through her. Her pussy kept spasming interrupting her thrusts, but she didn't stop and picked up speed. Just as she thought it would ebb, she felt a new wave and shuddered letting out a moan at the top of her lungs, filling the room.

Mr. Michaels very quickly flipped her over to her back, pushed her legs up, slamming into her. His cock jack-hammered her pussy. She felt his hand on her face and she looked up at him as another orgasm rocked her. He started to grunt. She squeezed his dick on each thrust wanted to intensify his pending orgasm as much as possible. He leaned back and pulled his cock out and stroked it fast as giant spurts of liquid erupted out of him and landed all over her chest and stomach. He covered her in gobs of hot goo burning her flesh all over her torso. Seeing him cum like that made Sarah even warmer inside. She smiled and let out a satisfied moan knowing she had made him happy.

He collapsed to the side of her, panting heavily from the exertion.

While he recovered, she started to lazily run her figures though the spunk covering her and bringing it up to her lips sucking on them.

While he watched her, she said, "Never waste a drop, right?" and snickered.

Laughing heartily, he rolled back bringing his hand up to his forehead, eventually slowing to breathing deeply beside her.

"So am I really in trouble, or was that just a mind fuck? A mind fuck to go with that unbelievable real fuck."

Now he really laughed. "You needed a little mind fuck, it made the sex that much better. And you did screw up your instructions. It called for a little guilt."

Sarah bounced up to her knees to lean over and kiss him deep, invading his mouth with her tongue. "Thank you Master. I needed that so badly. I do want to be your loyal slut and make you happy." Drops of cum were dripping off her body with some landing on him and some landing on the bed.

"You have been a very good girl Sarah and I was very pleased with your efforts this week. Now go get a towel to finish cleaning us up. Then I'm going to eat your pussy."

Squealing with genuine delight, she ran off to get a wet towel. Practically skipping back to the bed, she cleaned him and the bed and then took the towel back to the bathroom. Realizing she had unconsciously folded it neatly out of habit, she chuckled out loud to herself. Her body tingled from head to toe in contentment.

When she got back to the bed, he threw her on her back.

Dropping between her legs and going right for her pussy. He licked and teased it and used his fingers on her g-spot while sucking on her clit. She moaned knowing that he truly was the Master of her pussy. It only took a few minutes before she started begging again. He let out a muffled "yes" while continuing his sucking and stroking her clit with his tongue. She tensed and shook from another orgasm, feeling her legs clamp onto his head out of her control.

For the next hour, they fucked in different positions and he got five more orgasm out of her using a variety of toys. To her surprise, he never used pain as any part of the play, keeping it all soft and playful. He had his second orgasm in her ass. Using the vibrator on her clit while he fucked her behind, she got off as well. A quick on her clit while he fucked her behind, she got off as well. A quick run to the bathroom afterward, with her hand holding the cum in, until she could clean up and return to him.

Afterward, they talked about Ali and her babysitting on Thursday by herself. If Thursday went as planned, he would have Sarah call and beg her to babysit again on Saturday for her as a last minute request from him that she couldn't handle. But instead, he would confront her with videos of the theft and see if she would offer herself. Sarah would be at the house for it, but would wait upstairs until after Ali had made her choice. He would have it rigged so that Sarah could watch everything from the bedroom. If she didn't decide to offer herself, then Ali wouldn't know Sarah had been involved. But if they came upstairs, then she could tell Ali that she had made the same choice and would be there with her while she lost her virginity. Sarah would eat her out to get her excited and then hold her like she did Jenny for the first time he had fucked her. He explained that there was just something about the scene of her 'preparing' and the 'giving' the new slave to him that he found very erotic. Sarah only cared that if something made him happy, then it made her happy.

To be continued....