A Whore's Surprise Ch. 03

"Jeremy!" The Man greeted Master warmly. "It's about time this day came, isn't it? Bet You thought it would never get here."

"Indeed." Master agreed and then snapped His fingers. Abby rushed to Master's side and dropped to a kneeling position. Master smiled.

"Allow Me to present My acquiescent little slut, Abby. Please address her by any filthy or derogatory name You like." The Man looked down at her, smiling. "slavegirl, this a dear friend of Mine, and business colleague of sorts, Benjamin. you will address Him as Sir."

"Yes Master. It is a pleasure to meet You, Sir."

"While Benjamin is with U/us tonight, you will follow any order He gives you as you would if it were coming from Me. Understand, girl?"

"Yes Master."

Abby noticed Sir's eyes traveling up and down her body. He seemed pleased, almost amused. Abby finally realized why Master had chosen this particular outfit; to suit Benjamin's tastes. Master was so considerate, taking His guests needs into account even when it comes to His slave. Abby suddenly started feeling very self conscious, knowing she would be at this stranger's mercy before the night's end. Benjamin looked at Master.

"May I?" He inquired.

"Of course, please." Master beamed.

"Please stand up Abby." Benjamin ordered, politely.

Abby stood with her arms at her side and kept her head bowed. Sir approached her, studying her closely. She wanted to get a better look at His eyes, but she knew the consequences if she dared to look up. He brought His hand up and rested it lightly around her throat. Abby leaned back ever so slightly and felt His hand tighten. She heard Master chuckle softly.

"This is her first encounter with anyone, except for Xavier of course." Sir nodded knowingly. "I suspect she is still a tad shy." Master explained apologetically.

Addressing Master but keeping His eyes focused on Abby, He said, "Well that won't do at all, will it? Look up at Me, girl."

"Yes Sir." Abby replied as her eyes rose to meet His. They were even more captivating now then when she first greeted Him at the door. Abby quivered under His gaze.

Looking deep into her eyes, He asked, "you trust your Master, don't you slavegirl?"

"Yes Sir." Abby answered, a little puzzled at the insinuation.

"Then you know He would never leave you alone with someone He doesn't completely trust Himself, would He?"

"No Sir, Master wouldn't." Abby said, embarrassed by her reaction to His hand on her throat earlier.

He smiled at her and slid His hand down from her throat to one of the welts on her left breast. He ran His finger over it lightly and Abby could still feel the sweet sting of pain lingering. "Looks like You warmed her up for Me, Jeremy." Sir observed. "I can't wait to see how much warmer she can get."

"You won't be disappointed, I assure You." Master said proudly. "Now what do You have for Me?"

"Oh right! I almost forgot." Sir chuckled.

Sir snapped His fingers and the woman who was still waiting at the door hurried to His side. Abby giggled quietly to herself. She had forgotten about her as well. Abby eagerly awaited the unveiling of this mystery woman. Obviously Sir's slave as she seemed quite well trained, Abby admired, noting that she hadn't said a word or even moved since they had arrived. Sir undid the cloak from around her neck and it fell to the floor. She was completely naked.

"You remember Rebecca." Sir winked.

"I certainly do." Master smiled.

Abby stared, mesmerized by her. Rebecca was gorgeous and had a presence about her that Abby was in awe over. She was slightly shorter than Abby, but with the heels on it was next to impossible to tell. Her skin had a golden glow to it, as if the Sun itself had kissed her. Rebecca's full red lips had a glossy sheen that practically drew Abby in, like a moth to the flame. Just like Sir's, her eyes were dark and mysterious, but Rebecca's had a rare, almost childlike wonder in them that was endearing.

Her hair was a soft brown with blonde highlights, wavy, and it flowed down the length of her back. Rebecca's breasts were full and perky. Her nipples were rock hard already and Abby couldn't tell if she was cold or aroused. Maybe it was both. Her pussy mound was shaved clean, like Abby's, and captured her gaze the longest. Abby had never seen another woman's pussy before, outside of porn anyway.

Her eyes finally traveled away from Rebecca's cunt and made eye contact with her. Rebecca matched her gaze before shooting her a little wink and Abby felt herself blushing furiously. She had never reacted this way to a woman before. Abby quickly brought her eyes back down to the floor as Sir came back over to her.

"Abby, your Master and Rebecca need to spend some time alone together." He explained, using His finger to move her bra down just enough to expose her right nipple. He took it in His mouth, nibbling on it. Abby moaned softly as she felt it harden in His warm mouth.

"Good girl." She heard Master encourage her. "Remember, you are to serve Benjamin's every need. Show Him what a good little slut slave you are."

"Yes Master." Abby managed to get out, as Sir continued to dine on her nipple. He finally released it from His teeth and pinched it, holding it firmly between His fingers.

"This way slut!" Sir ordered, leading her away by the nipple.

He took her down the hall to Master's bedroom. At least it wasn't the dungeon, Abby thought happily. She couldn't help but wonder what Master and Rebecca were doing. Abby was also curious about what Sir had in store for her. Upon entering the room Sir snapped, causing Abby to drop to a kneeling position, as she would when Master snaps. Master had obviously told Sir how He had trained her so He could use commands with which she was familiar.

Sir circled her a few times, keeping her in suspense to the fate that awaited her. He stepped up to her, placing His hand on her throat again and pulled her up to a standing position. Sir kept His hand on her throat and squeezed slightly. Abby didn't even flinch this time.

"You are quite well trained, for a slave that didn't come to me first." Abby looked at Him, confused.

"He didn't tell you. Jeremy and His surprises." Sir chuckled and sighed. "I train slaves Abby. Not all girls submit as readily as you do. Jeremy had just brought Rebecca to Me for training before He met you." Abby felt like she had been hit with a ton of bricks. She opened her mouth to speak but couldn't bring herself to ask the question that was screaming inside of her head.

Sir leaned in close, His hand never leaving her throat, and whispered hoarsely in her ear. "Rebecca was a very spirited girl and she kept forgetting her place. It displeased your Master greatly. After some time with Me, as you saw, she is quite obedient now. She is not a doormat by any means but she learned to crave the life of service she was destined for, like you do naturally slut. And now, I finally get to have the fun you denied Me by being such a good girl."

Abby's eyes widened with fear as Sir tightened His already firm grip on her throat. She had to remind herself that she was safe. Master would never let Him, or anyone, cause her severe harm.

"Good girl." He encouraged her. "I do not wish to harm you. I will not, however, promise you no pain. You like the pain though, don't you slut?"

Abby's breath was being cut off from the pressure Sir was putting on her throat, making speech next to impossible. She nodded slightly in agreement, embarrassed to be admitting it to a complete stranger. He loosened His grip a little and Abby gasped for air.

"Jeremy showed me your experience with Xavier." Sir brought His free hand to her tits. The right nipple was still exposed. He caressed it lightly with His fingers. Abby bit her lower lip and moaned softly. "Xavier used you mercilessly, made you think you might not live to see another day. That final stroke of humiliation was genius. I could see how scared you were but despite the hopelessness and degradation you felt, you still came hard like the good whore you are."

Sir moved on from her tits, sliding His fingers down her body, just barely grazing her hot flesh. Abby felt shivers running along her spine and goose bumps rising behind His feather-light touch. Even though Sir's touch was producing physiological responses, Abby's mind was far off in another place. Master had another slave in training when He showed her how wonderful life could really be. What happens to me now, Abby thought? With Rebecca fully trained and ready to serve, was she going to be released by Master?

Sir suddenly slipped two fingers into Abby's already wet pussy. It startled her and she reacted by pushing His hand away. Sir brought His hand up with lightning fast speed and slapped her across the face hard. He squeezed the hand on her throat, cutting off most of her air flow again. Master and Rebecca entered the bedroom and stood in the doorway, watching the scene before them.

"i am sorry Sir. Please forgive me. i didn't mean to..." Abby began.

Sir pushed her backwards by the throat and slammed her back into the wall. "Shut the fuck up! I don't give a shit what has you so distracted. You are here for My pleasure, My use, and I expect you to yield to Me. If you resist Me again, you will be sorry."

Abby nodded, feeling the tears in her eyes. She saw Master shake His head at her. Abby knew a punishment was in her future, assuming Master didn't release her outright. Master guided Rebecca over to the corner of the room and secured her to the floor restraints. Before Abby could see what Master was going to do to Rebecca, Sir dragged her over to the bedside.

"Get in, lie down on your back and use a few of those pillows to prop yourself up." "

Yes Sir." Abby replied, climbing into Master's bed.

As Abby got into a comfortable position on the bed, her eyes kept darting over to her Master. He was using a large, cherry wood brush to spank Rebecca. It wasn't too hard, almost playful, and Abby could tell Rebecca was enjoying it. Her ass was a bright pink and with each connect she moaned softly. It was a delightful sound and Abby was mesmerized by it.

Sir snapped. "Focus, please Abby, your time will come dear girl. For now, I am the only thing with which you need to concern yourself."

"Yes Sir."

Upon hearing that Abby understood Him, Sir proceeded to remove His clothing. He lifted His shirt up over His head and tossed it to the floor. Abby's eyes roamed over His Manly chest. His arms looked more defined now and strong. Abby couldn't wait to feel His hard body against hers. She could feel herself trembling with desire. This was certainly a wonderful surprise that Master had arranged for her. If all went well, Abby hoped that Master planned on inviting Sir and Rebecca over on a frequent basis.

Sir undid His pants and pushed them to the floor, along with His underwear. His erection stood proudly before her and Abby's mouth watered. Her pussy was throbbing enthusiastically as well. She hadn't been fucked yet today and Abby wanted to feel Sir's impressive Manhood inside of her. Sir stepped up to the bedside and stared at Abby with His penetrating gaze.

He moved down near the foot of the bed and climbed into Master's bed. Sir crawled up the bed towards Abby, like a predator stalking His prey. Abby watched Him slink up the bed, her excitement growing by the nanosecond. She could see His cock aiming for her pussy and her juices began free flowing, lubricating her aching hole. He hadn't even touched her yet and her pussy was already leaking like a hot, lava spewing volcano.

As Sir neared her pussy, He bent down to it. Sir kissed just above her pussy mound, causing Abby to moan with pleasure and obvious disappointment.

"you want more, My slut?" He asked, teasing her.

"Oh, yes please Sir." Abby pleaded.

Sir continued up her body with sweet kisses, slowly bringing His cock closer to her wanton pussy. He could see how much she wanted Him and He intended to keep her in that state. It was time to make this cunt squirm. Sir inserted the tip of His cock only. Abby moaned loudly and He removed it. Abby groaned with frustration. Sir put His tip inside of her again; she moaned and wiggled her hips slightly. He took it out. When she groaned again, Sir smiled down at her. Sir teased her a few more times with the tip of His cock, enjoying her reactions between the pleasure and frustration He was putting her through.

In truth, Sir wanted to fuck this eager little whore as much as she wanted to be His fuckdoll for the night. But that was not the plan. Sir knew that Jeremy had teased her into a frenzy earlier that day and His mission was the same. Make her beg to be fucked but deny her that honor. Feeling her tight, eager pussy around His cockhead was tempting though. Now Sir understood how difficult it must have been for Jeremy to restrain Himself with her. She was truly an insatiable, depraved and delightfully delicious slave. Sir finally removed His cock for good and straddled Abby's hips.

"Do you want to feel My cock, girl?" Sir asked.

"Yes Sir, i do. Please, may i feel Your cock Sir?"

"Sure My dear. Go ahead, touch it."

Abby looked at Him, confused for a moment. Abby reached out slowly, not sure if this was a trick. Sir watched her intently, silently. Abby grasped Sir's cock firmly in her hand and began to stroke Him. He moaned so she kept going, watching the precum flow from His mouth watering dick. Abby kept her strokes, slow and firm. It was a worshipping touch and Sir felt so good in her hand. She placed her other hand on His massive cock, alternating the strokes, so that one of her hands was always in constant contact with Him.

Sir's moans and groans let Abby let know He was enjoying the attention she was lavishing on His cock. Her hands were thoroughly coated in Sir's precum and she couldn't help but wonder how He tasted. Abby brought one of her hands down to massage His clean-shaven balls. The other hand stayed on Sir's cock. Abby sited her grip around Sir's cockhead and kept her strokes short and fast. Sir thrust His hips forward, reached back and grabbed her legs. More bruises, Abby thought, but it was worth it. Sir let out a series of low growls as Abby continued pleasing His cock. She could tell Sir was getting close to orgasm and she hoped He stopped her before He blew His load.

"Oh fuck, yeah" Sir grunted.

If her hands were this talented, He just had to try her mouth. Sir released His death grip on Abby's legs and grabbed her wrists instead. Sir brought them back and pinned them to the bed. Abby gasped from this unexpected reaction from Sir. He leaned down to her ear. "Do you want things to end now, girl?"

"No Sir."

"Tell Me, what do you want?"

"i want You to fuck me Sir. i want to feel Your cock inside of me Sir. i want You to take me as roughly as You like. You saw me with Xavier, i can handle it Sir. Please fuck me Sir? Please!"

Sir pulled back and saw the unmistakable passion in her eyes. "you have been a fairly good girl so far, slavegirl. Yes, i think you have earned it."

"Thank You Sir."

Abby spread her legs wide and Sir smiled at her. Then He shimmied His way up her body and sat on her chest. "Open wide, slut, and stay relaxed"

Abby opened her mouth, wondering why her pussy was still empty. Sir slid His cock between her welcoming lips and moaned with delight. Abby moaned as well. Sir felt so wonderful in her mouth. Sir guided Himself in slowly, testing to see how much of Him Abby could handle. Abby stayed relaxed, like Sir had told her to, as His cock filled her fervent mouth. Finally, Abby felt her lips around the base of Sir's cock. She could feel herself gag a little but He felt so good there Abby repressed it.

Sir braced Himself, grabbed Abby's head and began to slide His cock in and out of her warm, wet mouth. Sir's rhythm was slow and deliberate. He was still teasing her and it was driving her wild. Abby was certain Sir was trying to get her to beg Him to fuck her again. She must not have been too convincing the first time. Sir couldn't possibly expect her to beg Him to use her now, not with her mouth as preoccupied as it was. Instead of over-thinking it, Abby used her tongue to massage Sir's cock as He pumped her throat.

Abby could hear Sir moaning as He thrust His large cock into her mouth. She brought her hands up and placed them gently on His hips. As much as she wanted to be fucked by this magnificent Man, she loved how His throbbing cock felt between her lips. Abby moaned around Him and kneaded His flesh with her fingertips.

"That's a good cocksucker. you've got a mouth like a whore, Abby. And I am going to fuck it like a cunt. You like that, don't you slut?" Sir asked, hypothetically.

Her answer didn't matter. Abby realized Sir didn't plan, and probably never intended, to fuck her pussy tonight. First Master avoided using her that way earlier and now Sir. Abby was sure she knew why. Master did plan on releasing her now that Rebecca was back and had no interest in her anymore. She had gone from a devoted slave to a dirty slut. It was no wonder neither of these Men could care less about that hole. It was tainted, damaged goods, just like Abby.

Tears began flowing down Abby's face. Sir noticed and began fucking her mouth harder. Abby could barely breathe and didn't even care. She just laid there and took it like the filthy whore she had become. She might as well enjoy one last night of fun, Abby thought. Sir tightened His grip on her head and pounded her throat so hard Abby was shocked she wasn't choking on His cock. Sir's body was now practically convulsing and Abby awaited His blessed release. Sir pulled out of her so quickly Abby heard a pop as the rush of air re-entered her mouth.

"Stick out your fucking tongue and open wide, cocksucker."

Abby opened her mouth as wide as possible and rolled it out. Sir jacked off in her face, slamming the tip of His cock repeatedly on her outstretched tongue. Sir growled as His hot cum shot out of cock and onto her. Some of it hit her tongue and Sir tasted fabulous. The rest of it landed on her forehead, her cheeks, her chin and various other places Abby couldn't even see at the moment. Abby was sure she even felt a little fly up her nose. Abby closed her eyes and basked in the glow of this wonderful day. She couldn't believe it was going to be over soon.

Sir climbed off her chest and sat down beside her. He looked down at her tear stained face. Good lord, she was beautiful. He didn't know what troubled her so but the fact that she still performed flawlessly through it was remarkable to Him.

"Look at Me please, Abby." Sir requested, as He reached out to stroke her hair. Abby opened her eyes and met His gaze. "you were a very good girl today. I am proud of you, slavegirl."

The word cut through her heart like a knife. "Thank You Sir."

He leaned down and kissed her softly. Abby offered no resistance and sank into His kiss deeply, as if it were a dark abyss. A familiar voice brought her back. Sir broke the kiss but Abby kept her eyes closed. She couldn't bare to look at Master, knowing He was going to be sending her on her way soon.

"How was My girl, Benjamin?" Master inquired.

"Everything You said she would be. What about Rebecca? Is she satisfactory now?"

"Indeed she is, although I am curious to know what Abby thinks about her."

Abby opened her eyes and looked over at Master. He had His arm firmly around Rebecca's waist. Abby didn't know what Master expected her to say. Rebecca and her hadn't said two words to each other all night. Abby looked her up and down and tried to think of something to say. That was when she saw it. A collar. Abby's earlier suspicions about the nature of Master and Rebecca's relationship had now been confirmed. Abby said the only thing that came to mind.