Master George

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“And what makes you my master?” she glared back at him.

“Whatever you say, you can’t deny the power I have over you. And as much as it irritates you, I believe there’s a part of you that likes that too.”

Settled, Lia moved so she could grind over his cock, hoping that he kept his end of the deal. She groaned at the feelings, hands splaying on his chest so she could ceter herself

At his words she had ceased her resistance, moving her hips to stimulate him. Gripping a handful of her dark locks, he pulled her face to his to kiss her forcefully, his tongue invading her mouth. He moved his other hand downwards, caressing the smooth skin of her body.

She nodded innocently, shaking still. She glanced down as she watched him slowly push into her. She gasped, letting out a loud squeak at the intrusion, how strange it felt- but he was right, he went in slightly easier, meeting only some resistance. She could feel tears building in her eyes from the overwhelming sensation. She clung to him tightly, swallowing. “Feels weird.” She whimpered. “Take care of me, daddy?”

“I’ll take good care of you baby.” He met slight resistance, but he pushed through it, sliding his cock inside her, well-lubricated by her juices. Her warmth and wetness, the way her walls gripped his cock, felt amazing. “You’ll feel good.” Enjoying her tightness he thrust in and out of her, starting out slowly but building to a faster rhythm as her pussy stretched to accommodate him. His fingers entwined in her hair, he moved his head down to meet her lips in a kiss.

Lolita felt her heart stutter in her chest, unsure, feeling the hardness between her legs, biting down on her lip. “I- i don’t know if we should. People are only meant to if they love each other.” She whispered. She felt scared, even though he had been nothing but nice to her, glancing into his eyes, away from his hard length gently rubbing her centre. “Will it… I don’t want it to hurt.”

“That’s only in romance stories” he told her “If you’re attracted to the person, that’s a good enough reason.” He saw the anxious look in her eyes as she questioned him. “Don’t worry, you’re all wet now so it won’t hurt too much when I put it in” he said to reassure her, noting the juices flowing between her thighs, showing her state of arousal. Gripping his cock, now coated with her juices, he pushed against her entrance, beginning to insert the tip inside, taking it slowly.

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She grinned at that “Exactly! So kindly fuck off and go get one that wants your brand of pleasure.” she didn’t even try to tell him how she could be, Lia doubted he ever would get to see it.

He enjoyed teasing her, but he couldn’t let her be too disrespectful, especially not in public. He tightened his grip on her arm, glaring at her sternly. “A slave should never speak to a master like that” he said commandingly. 

“Forever?” she asked, biting her lip as he played with her breasts, sending little shocks of pleasure straight to her core.

“For as long as you need me to.” Continuing to toy with her nipples, he began grinding his hips against her, his cock growing harder as it rubbed against her flesh.

Magnolia closed her eyes once she felt him deep inside of herself moaning out once more as she came. Her walls contracting around him as she did so. She opened her eyes looking at him as she attempted to catch her breath “…my god wow”.

He saw her face contorted in ecstasy as she came, before she gazed at him with an afterglow of satisfaction. Sitting down on the bed, still holding her in his arms, he breathed deeply. “Now you understand what I meant earlier…” he said with a faint smile.

“I didn’t say beg.” she turned on his lap, pout on her lips “Can you please not make me eat from a cat dish, Sir?”

 He enjoyed hearing her pleading like this. “Alright, I suppose I could put it away. It obviously hurts your pride more than begging me so pathetically does.” He began cupping her breasts, pulling and pinching her nipples between his fingers.

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“Maybe you don’t get to see how great I can be because you irritate me.” she scoffed at his words “Yeah, sure thing.”

“Oh really? And how great is that, exactly?” he asked sarcastically, not taking her words seriously in the slightest. “There’s plenty of slaves here, what makes you anything special?”

“I’m still not an animal.” she pointed out, letting a surprised breath when he pulled her into his lap “If I say please will you put it aside?”

He was amused that she was reduced to pleading again already. “Go ahead, beg me” he smirked, feeling his arousal growing as his cock pressed against her ass.

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“As long as they keep a cat bowl out of the equation, everything will be great.” she rolled her eyes at him “Not all of them are like you, I refuse to believe sadism runs that deep.”

“If some are kinder than me, there must be some that are less so. It would just be a matter of luck, which you obviously don’t have much of since you ended up here in the first place. And I’m sure you would have refused to believe this place could have existed too before you experienced it.”

“Tell me I won’t need to use the cat bowl and I will do it without fighting.” she raised an eyebrow at him. Nothing would make her eat from the bowl, not even hunger pains.

“I won’t force you to. But I’m sure you’ll lose your stubbornness soon enough. Once you understand that even if you were eating from the finest crockery, you’d still be a slave, and there’s nothing you can do to change that.” He wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her into his lap.

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“I don’t.” she sipped on some punch, scrunching her nose when she tasted the alcohol in it “Hopefully I find someone who will not use me like you want to.”

“And what makes you think that will happen? I’m sure none of the masters here care about what you want. You’re only here to be used for other people’s pleasure. And besides that, your attitude isn't exactly endearing.” He filled a glass of punch and began to drink it, enjoying the taste.

“I will do many things, eat from a cat bowl is not one of them.” she scooted forward to get away from is touch. Anger too recurent to even think of letting him touch her “Humilation does nothing for me, so if you insist on doing so, get ready to force yourself on me.”

“We’ll see about that in the morning” he said, placing the bowl down on the floor for later. He unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it aside to leave his torso bare, before taking off his pants. “I want to use your body before I go to sleep” he said, sitting down on the bed.

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“I don’t like your type of fun.” she glared at him “Last time you tried to get me to eat from a cat bowl.”

“You might not like it, but you’ll have to get used to it. You’re trapped here, and I don’t plan on leaving anytime soon. I enjoy playing with you.”

“My temper is perfect.” she huffed at him, turning her back and crossing her arms “I will starve before you get me to use it.”

“That’s easy enough to say now, but you might act differently when you feel hungry.” He placed a finger on her back as she turned away from him in annoyance, drawing it slowly upwards across her smooth skin. “You need to understand that you’ll have to accept a little humiliation to get along in this place. Your pride, your dignity, your self-respect, they aren't worth anything at all around here, and they certainly won’t get you very far. You’ll be much happier if you let go of them now.”

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Looking around the room, he noted the costumes that other people were wearing. He saw a slave in front of him wearing a newsboy outfit, which looked quite convincing. “Not bad. The costumes here are better than I was expecting”