Vibe Check Ch. 03

Author's note: I think I'm going to continue this story until I feel it has run its course... or I get bored with it. Whichever comes first lol. As always I appreciate any feedback. If anyone is interested in being an editor/proofreading my stories message me thru here, or if you know someone who is too. Once again any characters participating in sexual acts are 18 yrs or older. Also special thanks to Menoetes for some great advice : D

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I woke up the next morning to the sound of my alarm telling me to get up, and get ready for work. Although given my pounding headache it sounded like a siren foretelling nuclear war. My head felt like I'd slept with it in a vice grip that was way too tight. Fortunately the house was quiet with everyone being gone. After I showered, and had breakfast I was back to feeling pretty close to normal again. It felt sort of like that muscle soreness you get when you've worked out too hard. Now I knew what the warning signs for pushing to hard were, and what the results could be. So I considered it fair trade.

As I was finishing getting ready for work, and about to head out. I felt the connection to Isabela... activate. She must have just pulled into the driveway. She only had morning classes on Monday. I decided to peek into her mind to see what was there. Once again I got the vibe of a Queen walking down the street. The collar, and chain were still there. Her outfit made me smile though.

Normally in her vibes the royal outfits she wore were very old school. dresses with full sleeves, long trains, collars up her neck to her chin, and the like. So the only skin you could see was her face and hands essentially. Today though her outfit was different. The sleeves stopped just passed her shoulders about mid upper arm. She had gloves on that went just above her elbow. However, they were white made from a material that when the light hit it, right appeared transparent. Her dress didn't have a long train. Instead it stopped just above her ankle, and with the heels she had on you could see the tops of her feet to where her ankle was. There was also no collar on the dress. In fact there was a pretty deep neckline allowing a good amount of cleavage to be seen. It was progress, but nowhere near where I intended her to end up. I didn't alter the vibe though as I wasn't feeling back to full yet, and didn't want to miss work. Or worse.

I timed it so I opened the door to leave when she was a few feet from the front door. She froze for a second when she saw me. I felt a flurry of emotions. Surprise, confusion, fear, anger, and a few others. Then she defaulted to condescension. I could feel her thinking to herself "He needs to move out of my way. He's beneath me."

I may not have been able to alter vibes at the moment, but that doesn't mean I wasn't up for changing her thoughts. I changed it to "I'm in his way. I'm so far beneath him I should move aside for him. I should never be in his way." As I made the change I'd started walking towards her. When I'd finished she stepped aside into the grass before I got to her. I also felt the sensation of getting hit in the face with a very firm pillow.

The fact she actually moved surprised both of us for a second. Enough so I almost tripped over the sidewalk. She collected herself, and made for the door. I heard her inner monologue to herself again though "Why would I move that piece of shit? He isn't worth any effort from me."

My pent up rage towards her probably caused my reaction. Instead of editing the thought I added to it. "However, if he's not worth any effort then why am I wearing his collar, and chain? Doesn't that mean all my effort should be for him?" The force of adding to the thought wasn't much worse than editing it, but combined with my not being at full strength it did cause a small trickle of blood to come from my nose. I made it to my car without her seeing it.

I felt her confusion, and panic within herself as I started my car. However, buried underneath that I also felt the beginnings of excitement mixed with curiosity. I used the drive to clean my nose, and think about what exactly I wanted from Isabela.

While I'd come up with an idea and run through all the ways to achieve it, pros, cons, and other outcomes deciding which ones I liked best. I knew that no matter what I did it wouldn't ever come out exactly as expected. I was mainly trying to come up with a general end goal to work towards. Eventually I came upon a result that I liked.

During my shift I made sure to do everything I could to help my recovery. I rehydrated, ate some good snacks, took some ibuprofen, and things of that nature. I avoided using my gifts at work. I wanted to be able to alter one vibe, and one thought for today after I got home. I figured that would be about my limit for today given how far I'd gone yesterday, and what I'd already done this morning.

My shift passed without much of note. Until one of the closers/overnight stockers was 30 minutes late. I offered to stay for 30 mins. A little more OT was always worth it. As a result I got home close to 9pm. I felt the connection to Isabela as I pulled into the driveway. Then I felt something I hadn't felt yet as I walked up to the door. It felt like someone had jerked on the chain from the other end. I was puzzling through the meaning, and implications as I walked through the door.

"Someone's ears must have been burning." My dad said as I closed the door behind me.

"Huh?" was my reply.

"Your sister was just asking when you were coming home literally right before you came in the door." He said.

I looked at them sitting in the living room watching TV. The lights were off so the only light came from the TV. With her naturally dark complexion it was hard to tell, but I could've sworn Isabela was blushing.

"Aww... Did you miss me that much Izzy?" I asked in a teasing manner.

I was already reading her thoughts before I said it. Her immediate thought was "HE GOD DAMN KNOWS HOW MUCH I HATE BEING CALLED THAT!!"

Which made me smile inwardly. I'd already decided how to handle this kind of situation if it presented itself. "But he's the only one who does call me that. Maybe it's his pet name for me? One only he gets to use?" I added to the end of the thought.

Isabela had been about to lash out with her reply "Wh.... Well I have an early class in the morning so I use you getting home as a timer to go to bed. So good night everyone." As she spoke she rose, and made her way out of the room. She was flustered, and confused.

"Well that was... a pleasant surprise." My dad said as the tension visibly left him and my stepmom. They'd clearly been prepared for a fight, and to possibly have to intervene. In their defense I had just done something that always ended with that result. They obviously weren't sure what had happened or what to do next.

I shrugged, and went into the kitchen to grab a bite to eat. I came out, and ate in the living room with them. We hung for about an hour or so. Then they went to bed. I watched a couple of episodes of a show I was working through for a bit, and decided to go to bed.

As I made my way to my room I noticed the bathroom door was open a crack with the light on. Out of idle curiosity I glanced in, and in the mirror saw my sister's reflection as she went through some night time routine of preparing for bed. At that exact moment she was rubbing lotion into her body. I got a vibe of her sitting on a throne wearing a bathrobe that still had some projected royalty. With servants rubbing lotion into her skin, filing/trimming her nails, and brushing her hair.

She hadn't seen me go by, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity. I altered the vibe. I was now the one in the throne. I was naked with my erection clearly prominent. Isabela on the floor before me, naked, kneeling down, and I was using the chain to pull her slower to me.

The energy rushed out of me. I wobbled back to my room with some effort, and barely managed to make it to my bed. I That may have been a bit much for today. My vision didn't blur, and I was still awake though. Small victories. I was amused to hear a yelp, and the clatter of what sounded like a dropped lotion bottle in the bathroom. Feeling like I'd accomplished a good bit that day, and was tired I quickly drifted off to sleep wondering how tomorrow would go.

I awoke once again to an empty house as I liked it. I followed my usual routine. The added bonus was I messaged Angelica, and asked if she'd be out that day. She said she would be. I told her I'd placed an order at the toy store she didn't make it to before. She was to pick it up for our day together on Thursday, but not to open it. She was just holding onto it for me. She said she understood. With that done I went to work.

It was another mundane day at work. The only thing of note was Kristi was at work with me today. She was being verbally abusive to one of our 16 yr old summer workers. A young girl who given her body type, and dress style was probably bullied a lot. The vibe I got was of Kristi whipping her. Gave all new meaning to phrase tongue lashing. It triggered me, and so in the vibe I altered their roles. The result was immediate. "Get the FUCK away from me!!" she said to Kristi.

Kristi just immediately turned and walked away. I realized that it was the second time I'd done that sort of alteration to her. I filed it away for future reference. I wanted to keep my focus on Isabela for the time being.

When I got home I felt the connection to Isabela. As I came in I found my family in the living room watching TV as normal. My parents exchanged greetings with me, and I went in to make a bite to eat. Isabela was oddly silent. While in the kitchen I checked Isabela's thoughts. "Don't engage with him. The strange thoughts and feelings only happen when you engage with him." She was thinking the same thought on a loop. Like it was her new mantra. I had an idea.

I returned to the living room, and room as I sat down to have the sandwich I'd made. While settling in, Isabela locked eyes for a second. I'd been waiting for it. I took the moment, and to the end of the thought I added "But don't I keep having these thoughts because I like them? No one else has ever bothered to give me a pet name." That's all it took to break the mantra.

I felt like I'd been hit in the face with a soft pillow so it didn't even elicit a reaction. Especially since I was expecting a harder blow. Her reaction was confusion, and allowed a vibe to manifest. It was the vibe of Queen in an old school theater watching a play. She was dressed in her new outfit. The rest of our family was in the private viewing box as well. I noted with both pleasure and interest that the chain attached to the collar led to my hand.

I decided this would be an easy vibe to alter. I altered it so that Isabela was naked kneeling on the floor next to my chair. Her side pressed up against my leg. Already sitting there was no notable reaction from me. However, Isabela had a reaction. Her breathing rate changed, her skin flushed a little bit, and I could swear that her nipples hardened visibly through her shirt and bra. The other reaction I noted was Isabela didn't immediately leave the room.

Eating my dinner while spending time with the family watching TV was a nice time. After a little while my parents went to bed leaving Isabela, and I alone. She was deep in thought, and it took about 20 mins for her to realize it was just the 2 of us all alone. She said "I am so glad I have tomorrow off, and can't wait till the end of this year when I don't have to do summer courses any more." Isabela's bio dad had left her a trust that her step mom controlled. It was enough to pay for her education, and give her a head start in life. Not enough to live off though. The terms were her Mom had control of it until Isabela turned 30 or got a Masters degree. Whichever came first. Isabela had decided to take summer courses at college her first 2 years to take care of the general studies portion. Depending on various things she figured she'd be able to get her bachelors if not in 3 yrs then 3 and 1/2 yrs. Her ultimate goal was to have her masters before she turned 25.

She then proceeded to her room quickly without another word. I was flabbergasted by the calm polite way she'd spoken to me like an equal to attempt to alter another vibe. After a little longer I decided to go to bed myself.

Once again as I passed her room she hadn't closed it all the way. I could see her mirror, and reflected upon it was Isabela on top of her sheets. From her nakedness, the way her arms stretched down out of sight of the mirror, and the faintest humming sound I guessed she was masturbating. I was then given a vibe of her riding some man whose face was covered in shadow that couldn't be seen. She was slowly grinding him, and wearing an old school corset as she did so. Her chain led off into the shadows. Somehow she still imagined herself regally in her masturbatory fantasies I mused.

After a quick internal check I decided I should be good for one more alteration. I altered the vibe so that she was doggie style getting fucked hard by yours truly. I was using the chain to pull her back into me with every thrust. Her back was bowed so that her finger tips barely touched the mattress just as I had done with Angelica over the weekend. I made her hair mussed and kempt, and her body glistened with sweat to make her look slightly more wanton.

As I completed the alteration I felt the familiar rush of energy out of me which caused me to take a step back out of view of the mirror. I knew I couldn't do anything else today. I also heard the unmistakable sound of Isabela having a big orgasm though as well. She must have grabbed something to put over her face as she came, because it had that clearly muffled quality. I quickly and quietly went back to my room. Sleep came easily that night.

I awoke the next morning to a text from Angelica. She'd sent it to me in the middle of the night. It was of her on her floor in front of the 3 part mirror. Naked with my package from the sex shop on her lap. I sent her a quick message telling her she was a good slave, and I couldn't wait to see her tomorrow. Since I was off, and she didn't work I told her I'd come get her as soon as I got up, and we'd spend the whole day together. She texted back she couldn't wait, and had been dripping wet everyday thinking about it.

I woke up to get ready for work as usual. As I was enjoying a nice hot shower through the link to Isabela I felt a spike of excitement, and nervousness. I peaked at her thoughts. "I can't believe I am doing this. I need to be careful. If I get caught it will be so bad. I shouldn't be doing this." she thought to herself. It was then I noticed the bathroom door had been cracked, and was opening glacially slow so that using the mirror she could see into the shower.

Alright game on I thought to myself. Until now I'd either added to her thoughts or put in thoughts. On reflection though they'd mostly been statements. I wondered what would happen if I added a question to her thoughts. One that she had to answer herself. So I added "Why does Malcolm make horny like a bitch in heat lately? Why does him using his pet name for me make me feel so good?"

Unfortunately I didn't hear her answers to the questions because the effort felt like getting hit in the face by a spike volleyball. I hadn't been prepared for it. I almost slipped and fell in the shower when I flinched in surprise. I was barely able to recover. This caused me to lose focus on the connection long enough I missed whatever answer she came up with. I had wondered how deep the connection allowed me to dive into someone's mind, but I didn't think I'd have the endurance for that yet. Especially after the effort I'd just made.

I decided to finish taking my shower without messing with Isabela anymore... at least that was my plan. Knowing she was watching turned me on enough I was hard for the rest of the shower. I made sure to give her a show both head on, and in profile. Then a wicked thought occurred to me, and I grinned from ear to ear.

I checked she was still watching, and adjusted myself so she could see my dick in the mirror. I then began jacking myself off. I was thinking about things I'd do to Angelica the following day. However, while I did I muttered just loud enough I knew Isabela would hear things like "You're such a needy bitch. You love getting fucked by my cock don't you?" "Good girl. You love having my cock in you. You don't care where." "All a bitch in heat like you is good for is taking my cum down your throat, or in your wet needy pussy."

Eventually with my usual growl I came. Since I hadn't done so in a few days it was a pretty big load. Normally I would have been jacking off at least once a day, but I'd been saving up for Angelica. I didn't figure I'd have Isabela before I saw her again. I was laying the groundwork with her at the moment. I thought I'd have her this weekend though.

I did feel from the link that Isabela was completely turned on, and as I finished I felt her retreat back to her room. I smiled to myself. After the shower, walking back to my room to finish getting ready for work once again I got the same view in her mirror as before through the cracked door. Isabela laying on her bed masturbating. The shocking part though was the vibe I got was the exact same one I'd altered last night. Every detail is the same.

I stood momentarily frozen with indecision. Part of me wanted to bust in, and see if I could turn it into reality. Another part thought if I did so, and she wasn't ready it could set my plans back considerably. Not to mention if she completely lost it, and told our parents the shit storm that would create. Deciding discretion was the better part of valor I thought I'd let her stew for a while longer.

With a shout of "I'm leaving. Try not to burn the house down before I get back Izzy!!!" I closed the door behind me, locked it, and left for work. It was another boring uneventful day of stocking shelves, cleaning up other people's messes, and telling people what aisle things could be found on. Because it's not like there are end caps on the end of every aisle explaining what's on that aisle, or a giant sign hanging up in the middle of the store literally visible from anywhere in the store with the same information. One thing I'd learned though is that people don't read signs in businesses. No matter how big, bright, colorful, and/or prominently placed it is. They'll ignore it, and ask some employee.

It was one of those days where no singular event made the day bad. It just dragged on. Where an 8 hr shift felt like a week. Probably because I wanted it to be over so bad. I was looking forward to my day with Angelica the next day. I soldered on though. Eventually making it home. When I got home I found my parents in the living room. "Be careful going into the kitchen. Your sister has taken over the dining table as a study station for an exam on Friday."

I sighed out loud. Isabela was even worse when she was in full study mode like this. Because she only got like this for exams that she deemed to have the potential to derail her plans. Those tests that were large enough portions of the grades that could make or break passing the class vs having to retake it. When she was studying like this it was a level of focus that would put most religious leaders to shame. Impressive to watch, but if you disrupted her for any reason she'd rain hell down on you without an umbrella. Not just me. Our parents weren't safe either. The joys of living with a perfectionist. When she got like this we tended to try and shepherd her into a portion of the house no one would likely need to frequent. Like her room. Because once she got set up there was nothing to be done about moving her.

I peeked around the corner of the door to the kitchen. Based on the books she had arrayed around her plus her laptop it appeared it was some sort of English course. A bad omen already. She was great with numbers, and theory. English subjects though, were temperamental even when she wasn't studying like this. The second thing I noticed was she didn't have headphones in. I thought maybe she'd be focused enough with headphones in I could ninja in, and out with something without her noticing.

Then I remembered my new skills. I checked her thoughts to see what I was dealing with. I immediately took a physical step back. It had been like opening a door to a soundproof club. You could hear anything outside, but when you opened the door sonic assault was like a physical thing. Just so many thoughts at once, and so loud. I couldn't even decipher most of the streams of thought.

I walked back out to the living room. "DoorDash it is." I said as I plopped down on the couch. My dad said "I'm sure you can go in there to get food."

"You wanna go in there to try and make food while she's studying for an English test with no headphones?" I asked.

"Good luck with that love. You're on your own." My stepmom said to my dad.

My dad shrugged "DoorDash it is kiddo." He said with a chuckle.

I ordered some Taco Bell, and waited for it to be delivered. It came, and I ate it. Right as I was finishing my parents decided to turn in for the night. I moved over to the couch. Shortly after that Isabela came out from the kitchen. "I swear to god if I have to read anymore old English BS tonight I'll cut out their tongue." She griped as she looked around.

"I say fair Izzy what bee has flown into your bonnet this fine evening?" I asked. I was monitoring her for her response. At first I felt a flash of annoyance from her, but then she registered my use of her pet name. That stopped her scathing retort. I thought I saw her mouth turn up in a smile for a brief moment. She was still looking around for a place to sit.

I gave the chain a mental tug to see what would happen. Grabbing one of the bigger throw pillows she set it on the floor next to me, but not touching me. Her legs straight out in front of her. Back against the couch. "I need to stretch my legs out after sitting in that chair for so long."

I got a vibe of us in the theater booth again. This time she was kneeling next to me, but wearing her new outfit again. I quickly altered to her being naked again. I barely noticed the effort from it. I checked her thoughts "I can't believe I am sitting here next to him like this. This is crazy."

"No it's not crazy. Crazy is how much I want to be next to him pressed against his leg. Touching him. Maybe letting him see down my shirt. I belong nuzzled up against him" I added to the thought with some effort. WHAM!! What felt like a slap hit me in the face. Isabela stiffened for a second then relaxed. During the course of the next episode she shifted closer to me so that by the end of it she was pressed firmly against my leg.

I pretended not to notice. During the next episode she leaned her head over so it rested on my thigh. It took me a moment to realize she'd fallen asleep like that. When the episode finished I turned off the TV. I then started stroking her cheek and neck, and said "Izzy time to wake up, and go to bed."

With a start she jumped up and looked embarrassed to have fallen asleep like that. "Sorry. I was just so drained from studying." She said hastily and ran off to her room. Her door was firmly shut this time, but I checked her thoughts. "I can't believe I fell asleep against him like that. It was so peaceful though. It felt natural."

Placing a hand on the wall as a precaution "Maybe it felt so natural because as a bitch in heat that is where I belong?" I added. I felt the slap again, but was able to keep steady. I did feel a couple drops of blood dribble down though. With that I went to bed with thoughts of what I'd do the next day.

I woke up a little earlier than I normally would because I was excited to get started for the day. I packed everything I'd need for the day. Including my work clothes so I didn't have to come home before work on Friday if I could help it. I shot Angelica a quick text telling her I was on my way as I walked out to my car. She quickly replied she'd be ready for me. Time seemed to fly by on my way to her house. I pulled up and parked.

I walked up to the door, and as I was about to knock the door opened. I heard Angelica's voice from behind the door "Please come in Master." Stepping through the door I heard it close behind me. I turned to find Angelica standing there in a silk robe that was untied, and with nothing on underneath. She was leaning back against the now closed door in what was clearly meant to be a seductive pose. It looked like it was from the cover of some romance novel. Honestly though just the sight of her body was enough to turn me on. I immediately started getting hard at the sight of her smooth creamy skin. All of it. Her legs, her stomach, her neck, and last but certainly not least her breasts.

"We're here all alone Master. How can your slave best serve you?" she inquired expectantly.

I took a step towards her, and gripped her by the throat. Forcing her head up, and squeezing just enough to make her flush. "I could use a snack. So I think I'll have it at the dining room table." I told her. I saw confusion on her face as I grabbed her braided hair, releasing her neck. I grabbed the braid at the base where it joined her skull. I then used it to push her in front of me to the table. It was one of those solid wooden tables that sat 14 people. 6 on each side and 2 at the ends. Ever since I first saw it I'd had the desire to fuck someone it. So that I'd know every time they sat to eat here what had really happened on that table.

I moved around to the end of the table where Ethan and Angelica's father normally sat. I turned Angelica around to face me, and made her sit on the edge of the table. Comprehension finally came to her. Once she was in position I sat in the chair their father used. I leaned forward wrapping my arms around under her thighs, and placing them on her stomach firmly enough that she couldn't move. Looking up between her breasts I made eye contact with her "I'm going to keep going until you've convinced me you're too sensitive to keep going. Do you understand Slave?"

"Yes Master." she replied without hesitation. Anticipation clear in her voice.

With that I began to feast. I started slow licking, sucking, and nibbling on her pussy lips till her pussy was glistening wet. I then began letting my tongue slip inside her. just the tip at first. Then progressively more. She started trying to squirm, but was unable to do so. At least with her hips, but I could feel her upper body moving around. She also began making noises of pleasure. They were quiet at first, but then they grew louder. As my tongue made it inside her as deep as it could I used my nose to tease her clit. So as I thrust my tongue into her the tip of my nose would tease clit in an upward motion, and when I pulled it out my nose would move back down teasing it in the other direction. I was able to keep breathing through my nose while doing this so my ministrations to her pussy never let up. Within a few moments she had her first orgasm. She was able to stay quiet with it. No one anywhere else in the house would probably have heard.

I began lapping up all her sweet cream. It tasted both sweet, and salty in a way that complemented each other. Once I had finished I switched tactics. I would stick my tongue all the way into her dripping pussy. Then keeping it flat lick up her slit to her clit, circle it with my tongue being sure give it a flick with the tip of my tongue, and then slide back down to the opening of her pussy. I repeated the process slowly at first. Slowly picking up the pace. Her orgasm's began again very quickly. Her moans, and cries of pleasure were constant. Getting louder with each orgasm.

Once she was cumming consistently I began adding suction on her clit into the rhythm. Increasing the suction as well as the pace with every few laps. She started cumming nonstop. She'd finish one orgasm then the next would start. She grabbed my hair pulling my face into her pussy. I timed it so the next time she came as I sucked on her clit harder than I had yet. I caught her clit between my teeth, and teasing it with my tongue. She came with a banshee shriek that could have been in every room of their house, and squirted on my face.

She also began pushing my face away crying "Please Master. No more. I can't take you eating me out anymore. I am so sorry, but I can't."

I smiled "I understand my Slave. I won't eat you out anymore." I replied in a calm tone. As I said it I stood, and began undoing my pants. Angelica looked divine laying there. Trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, sheen of sweat, and eyes partially rolled back.

Then without any warning to her I grabbed her by the hips, and thrust all the way in her in one go. "I'm going to fuck my Slave until my cum leaks out her pussy onto the table where her family eats. I'm going to fuck my Slave so every time she sits here she'll remember it. I'm going to fuck my Slave because I get to decide what to do to my Slave. Not you." I said in a commanding voice.

As soon as I bottomed out in her pussy I felt it immediately start squeezing me in the most amazing way. Like her whole body existed to milk out my cum. Her legs wrapped around me locking together at the ankles, her hands grabbed the edge of the table so hard her knuckles turned white, her back bowed, and her mouth opened in a silent scream of pleasure.

I didn't even attempt to start slow. Using my hands on her hips, and my body weight to hold her in place I began fucking her as hard, and fast as I could. Pulling out to the point where I almost popped out. Then thrusting in so hard my balls slapped against her ass almost hard enough to sting. I was so horny, and turned on I would have blown right away. Thanks to the law of unintended consequences though the slapping of my balls against her allowed me to last longer than I expected. The force of her orgasms became so great that not only could I feel her vibrating in my hands, but it became visible to a degree where under any other circumstance it would have looked like a seizure. I felt my orgasm approaching, and the familiar growl started in my chest. On a whim I decided I'd peek at her thoughts. There was no coherent thought. It was a shattered thing of just pure blinding ecstasy and bliss. Upon feeling it I thrust completely into Angelica as hard as I could, and came with what felt like a cannon blast deep into her pussy. Instead of a growl I let out a roar that sounded so feral in nature it startled me for a second.

When I finished cumming in her I looked down. Her sweat pooled not just on her skin, but on the finished wood table top. We were both gulping in air. Using my phone I took a picture of her on the table with my cock still buried in her as it softened. I then slumped into the chair, and had her pussy right in my face. I saw my cum start to leak out, dribble down her ass, and pool on the table. I took another picture making sure to angle it so you could see up her body between her breasts to her face.

It took us a long time to recover. I decided to check her thoughts right again when we were close to done. "I didn't think anything like that was possible. I'd read about it, but thought it was artistic license. That feeling was like Ambrosia, and all the drugs you could imagine rolled into one. If every part of me didn't already belong to the Master then I'd give him anything to experience just a taste of that again." I thought that was perfect, and decided not to add to it. She really was the perfect slave.

"We should wipe the table, and head upstairs so you can get ready to go out for the day. I have plans for us." I told her.

"Yes Master. As you wish." she said. It was adorable trying to walk. Like watching a newborn horse trying to walk on shaky legs. I got up to assist in cleaning the table as I sent her both pics to her phone, and had to chuckle realizing my legs were just as shaky. Once the evidence of our debauchery was gone we made it up stairs.

"Get ready, and dress in something appropriate for the public. Make sure I can easily reach my pussy though. Do you understand Slave?" I instructed noting the little shiver of pleasure that ran through her when I said it was my pussy, and not hers. "Also before you go, bring me my package."

She obediently brought it to me before heading off to prepare. I opened it doing a cursory check to make sure everything I ordered was in there. I then pulled out a specific item. Closed the package so Angelica couldn't see back inside it, opened the item, and read the directions. I'd already downloaded the app for it. I paired my phone to the object, and checked the charge. It showed 75% charge. Based on my research that should be more than enough for what I intended to use it for. I separated the object into its 2 parts placing them in separate pockets.

After a few more minutes she came out of her walk-in closet which connected to her bathroom. She was wearing an outfit that was both equal parts goth and catholic school girl. Black boots, black thigh high socks, a pleated skirt that was a blue so dark it was a few shades shy of black that stopped an inch or two high of her socks allowing a band of perfectly creamy flesh to be seen on each leg, a black turtleneck made of some sort of Under Armor type material, and lightly done make up that said innocent kid more than sex kitten. She'd also either re-braided, or tightened the braid back on her hair. Not my skill set so I don't know for sure how all that works. Something I was thankful for as I loved the aesthetics, but wouldn't have the patience to maintain myself.

"Does my Master approve?" She asked with a twirl strong enough to allow the skirt to flare up, and let me see her panties. A black thong with a solid triangle piece in the front, but appeared to have a string so thin going around her hips & between her ass cheeks it might as well have been dental floss.

"Your master approves very much my Slave. However, I have plans for us today that might be delayed by your obvious attempt to arouse me. Don't think this won't be addressed later Slave." I said in a serious tone.

"I understand Master." She replied, looking at the carpet. Try as she might though the pleasure at my words, and excitement at my foreshadowed plans was obvious. I didn't even need the link to feel it. It was palpable in every fiber of her being.

With that we went out to my car, and headed off. "Master, may I ask where we're going?" Angelica inquired.

"To the mall. I have some items for college I need to buy, and since you'll be getting some use out of a couple of them I wanted your input. Not saying I'll take it, but we'll see." I told her. She blushed, smiled, and nodded.

We arrived at the mall, and I found a parking space. "Before we go inside there is one last thing I need to give you." I said reaching into one of my pockets. I pulled out the larger of the 2 items. It was pink, with a rubber surface that went completely around the solid inner part, and a little smaller than an egg.

Showing it to her "You're going to put this in my pussy. I'm letting you do it because you need to be able to walk around without it slipping out of you. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master." she replied both excited and nervous. She then took the device, lifted her skirt, pulled her panties to the side, and slid all the way inside. Once it was in she moved around a little, and reached down to adjust it some.

"Master, if after we walk inside from the car if I need to go adjust it may I go to the restroom to do so?" She asked nervously.

"Of course my Slave. It would ruin the point if it was uncomfortable inside of you." I replied with a smile.

"Thank you Master. I think I'm ready then." she said with apprehension. With that we set off to the mall entrance. Her gait was a little slow, and considered at first. By the time we made it to the door though she was walking as normal as ever.

Once inside I asked "Are you good, or do you need to adjust?"

Shaking her head no "It was a little awkward at first, but I'm fine now."

With that we set off. Being familiar with the mall I already knew which stores I needed to go to, and had a rough idea of the order we'd be going to them in. The main things I needed were a new laptop bag or backpack with a padded space for a laptop that would let me carry it with a few books, linens for my new bed, some toiletry items like a shower caddy to go to and from the shower with, and things of that nature.

At first it seemed like we were just a couple kids walking through the mall. When we got to the first store and were ready to check out I saw a pretty middle aged woman working the cash register. It was hard to tell as the work smock they'd given her was very unflattering, and she clearly wasn't trying to look her best at work. Merely presentable. I wagered she was quite good looking when she put in the effort. I had an impish thought, and felt this would be a great time to test out my new toy.

"I want to look at something over here for a sec. Take my card, and go ring these up." I told Angelica.

"Yes Master." She said, giving me a quizzical expression as she proceeded to the cashier with my new shower caddy, luffa, and some towels.

Pretending to look at some of the random useless bathroom items they keep on display near the registers I pulled out my phone. The toy that was inside Angelica was a remote control vibrating egg. I pulled up the app on my phone that controlled it. I'd already selected a few of the options from the app as favorites. They were different settings for the toy. One was a time setting that over a set duration of time it slowly increased the intensity of the vibrations. Another was a setting that was meant to simulate a finger. The one was meant to mimic a finger stroking the inside of a pussy. The other was meant to mimic a finger pressing on a spot where you could change the intensity.

As soon as she got through the line to the cashier set the egg to start vibrating at the lowest setting. Angelica's reaction was immediate. She immediately stood tall with her back straight, and blushed a lovely shade of red. Every time I saw the cashier talk to her I had the egg simulate the sensation of a finger stroking the inside of her pussy until she stopped talking. Whether intentionally or not this made place her hands on the counter edge in such a way that her arms pushed her tits together, and out to prominence. The cashier was trying not to stare, but failing miserably. Based on the way she was talking/standing I was pretty sure she was flirting with Angelica. There was no one else trying to check out at the moment which is probably why she didn't seem to be rushing Angelica along.

I decided to increase the intensity of the stroking finger from the egg. Angelica began making small hypnotic motions with her hips. Like she was grinding on something. The cashier noticed too because she was clearly going back, and forth between staring at her tits and ass. Then another customer came up to check out so they ended their conversation. As it ended I turned off the egg for the time being.

"Oh my god Master. That women thought me talking to her was turning her on so much she wrote her phone number on the receipt so I could follow through if I wanted. That toy you gave me is a amazing. If I'd had a few more seconds I would've cum on the spot." She expounded excitedly as we made our way out of the store. Her nipples were discernible through her top, and you could smell her arousal from a yard away.

"Don't throw away the number. Maybe we'll find a use for it later. Now let's keep going." I replied with a smile.

We continued our journey through the mall. At the tech store we went to for the laptop bag we were immediately accosted by a pushy middle aged male sales associate. One who didn't seem to get the hint to leave us alone, or that I knew what product I wanted so no help needed. We ended up getting what we went in for, and left as quickly as possible. On the way out we happened to go by the DVD/Blu Ray section. I happened to see a case with both seasons of Gunslinger Girl. Deciding it was ok to splurge a little bit I grabbed it since I was well ahead of my desired goal for money I saved up at this point. I still saw the sales associate following us. In an act of petty revenge when we checked out they asked if an associate had helped us with our purchase. "Why? Does it matter?" I asked.

"It's so associates can get commission on sales." the cashier answered.

"Are you eligible for commission too?" I inquired.

"Yeah. I work as a sales associate sometimes so I can earn commission." she answered with a confused look.

Looking at her name tag "Jessica was the associate who helped me today."

She smiled and thanked me, the sales associate turned red as an apple and stormed off, and Angelica actually laughed out loud. A deep belly laugh that the whole store could hear. It had an angelic sound quality to it. With that we departed the store.

With that we made our way to a home décor store for the new bed linens. When we entered the store I told Angelica that I had to use the restroom, but she should start browsing while I was gone. I answered nature's call, and on my way to get back to Angelica I noticed a young petite Asian woman watching her through a gap in some shelving from the next aisle over. Since I wasn't on guard I got a vibe. It was of Angelica standing in a pool of water bathing naked... mostly. The water only went up to her waist. The only thing she wore was her choke chain, and the leash. I was nowhere to be seen. Which for the moment suited me just fine. It appeared to just go into the water.

The Asian girl was about 5 '5", jet black shiny hair down to her shoulder blades, a skin tone that was so light to almost be white, slender arms and legs. She had medium to small size breasts. Slightly bigger than an apple. Her ass though was 2 perfect round globes. I couldn't tell how firm it was, but I was curious to find out. In the vibe she was watching Angelica from the bushes. I decided to alter so instead of being fully clothed in the bushes she was plainly visible on the beach in some lingerie. The alteration didn't take much out of me, but the girl stood up straight. She visibly swallowed, adjusted her clothes, and made her way over to Angelica.

Pulling out my phone I waited till she'd spoken to Angelica before turning the egg back on to a low setting. I also had sent her a text to say she was looking for linens for her bed, and to let the girl help right before she walked up. Angelica had just finished reading it when the Asian girl introduced herself. Having taken over her vantage point I was able to hear "Hi. My name is Mai. Is there something I can help you find?" she asked nervously.

Angelica looked at her, smiled, and said "Yes. I think you can. I'm going to college shortly, and need new linens for the bed in my dorm." she said with a smile, and a wink to Mai. Using my phone I had the egg vibrate like someone was pressing on the inside of her pussy at a moderate strength. It must have been right on her g-spot because she shuddered, her skin flushed, eyes closed for a sec, and she let out a clear squeal of delight. Mai's back was to me so I couldn't see her face, but I sure wish I could have.

When she'd recovered Angelica asked "I think I should with a mattress pad then work my way out to the duvet and pillows. How's that sound to you Mai?"

Mai simply nodded "Right this way..." she said, gesturing with her hand trailing off when she realized she didn't know Angelica's name. Sensing the awkwardness "Angelica is my name, but if you're lucky maybe I'll give you the nickname my friends call me." Angelica told her. For the last part she leaned in and said it into Mai's ear. Mai blushed, and led the way to the mattress pads. I gave her another firm touch so to speak after her words to Mai. I wanted to encourage that behavior, and that seemed to have the desired effect. This time she was mid stride when it hit. She didn't yelp this time, but it did throw off her walk for a few steps. The row where the mattresses were was another row where I could watch and listen from the neighboring row again.

After a few minutes of looking at various mattress pads Angelica picked one up. It had one of those spots where you could touch it in the packaging on it. She gave it several different touches turning to Mai "Ohh... this one feels so soft. Like it makes even the firmest mattress feel fluffy. Even if someone else was on top of you, or you were on top of someone else. What do you think?" she asked Mai with a smile holding it out for her to feel. I was ready with my phone, and gave her the finger press again. She'd expected it, and was able to control her response except the way her hips bucked. She was able to play it off by taking a step closer to Mai.

Once again I got the vibe of Angelica in the water, and Mai on the beach. I decided to step it up a notch. I altered it so that they are both in the water together. Naked of course. About 2 feet apart. I had to hold onto the shelf as the energy went out of me, but still felt pretty good. Mai took a step closer to Angelica. She slid her hand under Angelicas to touch the pad. "Yeah. I definitely like how that feels." Mai said timidly. When they made contact with each other I changed the intensity of the continuous egg vibrations from 1 to 2. The change caused Angelica to grab Mai's hand. Mai immediately blushed, and began looking at the floor.

Angelica gave her an out by saying "Alright now I need a linen set to go over the mattress pad. Where to next Mai?"

"Just a little further down the row. Right there." Mai said, pointing to the far end of the Aisle. Off they went with me shadowing in the next row. Neither had noticed where I was exactly just yet.

Angelica perused the options for a minute touching the various types and brands to feel their texture. After several minutes she took one off the shelf wrapping it in her arms, and nuzzled her face against it. "Oh yeah this type is the winner. Feel how soft that is Mai. Wouldn't that feel great against your bare skin?" She asked keeping the sheets held tight against her breasts. Mai stepped close to her just a couple inches shy of sandwiching those lucky sheets between the two of them. She reached out ostensibly to caress the sheets, but at the same time caressing Angelica's arm.

"I think that'd feel great against my bare skin." Mai said with a blush. Unable to make eye contact with Angelica as she said it. I kicked up the intensity of the egg to a 3, and then gave a long and hard finger press through the egg. It made Angelica bite her lower lip in an unmistakable sexual way right as Mai looked back at her face.

"I think that just leaves a pillow and blanket yeah?" Angelica said coyly.

"Uhh.. what? Yes, just a pillow and blanket. They are the next aisle." Maid said. With a shock I realized that meant the aisle I was on. I realized I had 2 choices. I could try to run for another aisle, and hope it didn't look weird if Mai saw me. My other choice was to stay where I was, and hope it didn't ruin the vibe.

I opted for the latter. I don't know if it was related to my gifts or not, but I had a knack for... hiding in plain sight I guess is the best way to describe it. I could be somewhere, and if I didn't draw attention to myself most people would overlook me like I was part of the background. It didn't require any effort. Actually I'd learned the opposite. Trying to, or willing myself to be unseen somehow had the opposite effect. If I just stayed in one place with minimal movement, and kind of allowed my mind to go blank that seemed to make it work the best. Which is what I was doing when they came into my aisle.

Angelica was in front, and saw me right away. She always could pick me out in any room. Even before I'd made her my Slave. With a smile, and a wink she walked past me. She was in front of Mai so Mai didn't notice. When Mai walked by she didn't even spare a glance for me so enraptured by the swaying of Angelica's ass. It was a great ass. I noticed she'd added a sway to her hips as she walked which made the skirt move in such a way that you could just barely catch a peak of the bottom of those scrumptious globes of flesh. Which is where Mai's eyes were laser locked onto.

Angelica reached the end of the row where the blankets were stopping to look at them. Bending over at the waist to peer at the blankets on the lower shelf. "Hmm... I wonder which of these I want?" She also turned at the waist as she looked around. This made her ass move in a hypnotic fashion, but also made her skirt ride up high enough you could finally see the bottom of each ass cheek. When she started swaying those hips the skirt shifted enough to allow you to see her thong. You could also see the dampness on her inner thighs from how turned she was.

Mai was frozen transfixed in place at the sight. I couldn't see her face, but I am assuming she was salivating at the sight. Because I sure as shit was. After a few minutes where I was half concerned one or both of us might jump Angelica right there in the store she grabbed a blanket with a flourish spinning around that caused her skirt to flare out so you could see everything. Especially the front part of the thong that was soaking wet.

"This is the one. It'll keep me and whoever is under it with me nice and warm. Like we're curled up in the same cocoon together." Angelica beamed at Mai.

"Th.. tha... that sounds like a winner." Mai stuttered. She had clearly been imagining being in that cocoon with Angelica. I couldn't blame her. I was too.

"Good. So that just leaves the pillow to be selected. What should we go with? Something soft that cradles you in its cloud like bosom? Or maybe something firm that makes you feel secure?" She mused. As she did so though she added emphasis to certain words so they dripped with sensuality, and ran her hands over her body in a manner that to a casual observer would appear contemplative. In reality she was caressing herself teasingly.

Poor Mai was so enthralled watching Angelica's movements, and honeyed words she didn't even realize she was supposed to respond. She clearly was utterly focused on Angelica to the point where nothing else mattered to her. After a pause long enough to become awkward that she still didn't seem to notice Angelica picked a pillow out on her own announcing "We have a winner!"

That seemed to snap Mai out of it. "I guess we should get you up front, and checked out." Mai said clearly with a forlorn tone.

"Aww... don't pout Mai. If you want to see me again all you have to do is ask." Angelica said. As she said it she leaned to whisper in Mai's ear stroking a strand of hair behind her ear in a voice that was both husky and smoldering just above a whisper.

I couldn't see her face to be sure, but I would've sworn from the way she shuddered at Angelica's touch she'd had a tiny orgasm. Even from behind her and several feet away I could tell she was flushed. I gave Angelica a series of simulated hard finger presses from the egg. This time she managed to turn her reaction into a look of smoldering desire and intensity directed at Mai while biting her bottom lip.

As they left me alone to go check out I turned off the egg, and sent a text to Angelica. It said to make sure she got a way to contact Mai, and I'd meet her at the entrance to the mall. I then headed that way.

Several minutes later I was joined by Angelica "Master! That was so much fun. I didn't know if I wanted to eat her out, or make her eat me out. I hope I get to both in the future. The way you kept edging me made it so much hotter. Master, could you please fuck me somewhere real fast to take the edge off? Please, I beg you. I'm so ramped up my entire body feels like a raw nerve." she begged as she pressed herself into me.

I wrapped one arm around her lower back, grabbed her ass, pulled into me, and gave her a deep kiss. When I finally pulled back I replied "Good. If you continue to faithfully serve then maybe we will take Mai for you as a reward. As for your other request, believe me I'd love to fill my pussy full of cum, but I have other plans. We have time for lunch before my afternoon activity I arranged." I replied.

As we began walking back to my car I realized something. "Thank you for buying the linens for my new bed. You are truly a devoted Slave" I told Angelica.

Blushing something fierce "You're welcome, but I do have some selfish reasons too. I figured I'll be using them every chance I get. So I wanted to make sure they were comfy Master." she replied.

"Yes you will be my loyal Slave. Every chance we can manage." I said with a grin.

We went to an Olive Garden for lunch. I wanted to have something that would build my energy for later. During lunch Angelica said "By the way Master, Mom and Dad said we can stay in the guest house tonight." She looked uncertain as she said it. Not sure if she'd done well or not.

"Really? They don't have a problem with their daughter spending the night with a man in the guest house? Who knows what we could get up to?" I teased. Not giving away my mood yet.

"When I asked them, Ethan brought up they'd allowed him to use it with girls he's brought over, and since they always talk about equality it'd make them hypocrites to say no. At which point they said yes... I think because they didn't have any other answer." She answered, still looking sheepish.

"You did well Slave. Very well. Now we don't have to worry about noise, but you know this means you'll have to bring your toys out to the guest house from your room? Not all of them but some." I said with a smile that promised a night full of randy debauchery.

Angelica blushed once again at my praise. "Yes Master. I understand. Tell me which toys you want, and your slave will fetch them."

"Later my Slave. Later. We need to hurry to this next part. Don't ask what it is. It is a surprise." I said looking at the time on my phone.

After leaving the restaurant we drove to one of the movie theaters in town. Well I say movie theater, but most of the screens were IMAX. It was a brand new top of the line. They were doing an advance private screening of an upcoming horror movie. I'd won 2 tickets in a raffle several months ago. The studio doing this had an ulterior motive. They'd been very clear there would be a camera recording the audience the whole movie. They were doing so as part of their advertisement plan. They wanted to be able to show real audience reactions to the movie.

As we parked I explained this to Angelica, and told her what movie. Her reaction was about what was expected. "OH MY GOD MASTER!!! I LOVE THESE MOVIES!!! THIS IS AMAZING!!!" she squealed at a pitch just below the point where only dogs could hear it. She also clearly didn't have an inkling of my own ulterior motive as we walked into the theater.

While waiting in line for concessions I pulled out my phone, and made some changes to the app. Angelica was busy bouncing around like a kid at Christmas on a sugar high so it went unnoticed. As I put my phone into my pocket I slid a ring onto my finger. It was the other item I'd removed with the egg still in Angelica's pussy. At first glance it looked like a ring with a black band, and large black stone. If you touched it, or looked at it closer you'd realize it was all plastic. The whole thing. However, the plastic piece in the center that resembled a stone was actually a button. The setting around the stone functioned like a wheel you could run your thumb around. Sort of like the user interface on old iPods, or MP3 players. Except this ring was an alternate control for the egg inside Angelica.

As we settled into the seats in the top row at the back she had no idea what was about to be immortalized on film. In her defense if she had she probably would have been more excited. I wanted a genuine reaction though, not an anticipatory one. Plus using the ring instead of my phone had 2 benefits I could see. First was it meant I didn't need my phone which would have caused issues in a crowded movie theater. The second was that while using the ring it would just look like someone fidgeting with their jewelry which I felt everyone did sometimes.

We watched the previews, and chatted like everyone else. I waited until the movie started, lights dimmed, and we were about 20 mins into the movie before I acted. I timed it just right so as the first jump scare approached I tapped the button in the center of the ring. This turned on the egg to a low intensity setting. This caused Angelica's back to stiffen to ramrod straight, her legs clamped together, and a look of shock mixed with realization crossed her stunning face lit by the light from the screen.

Over the next 20 minutes or so using the wheel function on the ring I increased then decreased the intensity of the vibrations from the egg to see her reactions. Angelica began moving her hips noticeably in little circles like she was trying to grind on an invisible dick. Rubbing her thighs together as she did. Her breath came in ragged gasps. She was trying her hardest not to cry out in pleasure. You could also press on the two sides of the wheel which worked like buttons. I set specific functions to each button. Now if I read the instructions correctly then the wheel would only affect the intensity of the setting assigned to the last button press.

I left the continuous setting to what I hoped was a 2 or 3. I left it there for a while. When the movie started building towards the final scenes I pressed one of the buttons on the wheel, and then spun it around to what I thought would be a 4 or 5.

Angelica's reaction went from legs clamped closed with hypnotic circular hip motions to knees spread apart, she leaned forward, and outright began grinding onto the cushion of her seat. I'd activated the simulated finger stroking her insides. Her arousal could be smelled with no effort. Even a few of the people around us turned to look at Angelica. Both men and women. It was a pretty even split of disgust, and amusement. She didn't even notice. It appeared she was laser locked on the screen. As the ending approached I began increasing the intensity till it was maxed out. Then pressed the alternate side button. This actually changed what the wheel controlled. Instead of it controlling the intensity the wheel now controlled the frequency of how fast the simulated finger stroked her insides.

I slowly began increasing the speed. Right as the final scare came... So did Angelica. She leaned into my upper arm trying to use it to muffle her cry. To anyone watching it would look like a girl trying to hide behind her boyfriend. She'd clearly just cum though. Hard. The guy on the other side of her leaned forward to give me a thumbs up. He clearly thought I'd been finger blasting her the whole time. If only he'd known.

As the movie ended, and people began filing out I turned off the egg. I also slipped the ring back into my pocket. "Master, that was amazing. I don't know what turned me on more. Knowing we were being filmed, knowing there were so many people around, or both."

"I wanted my Slave to have a good time in public. This seemed like a good idea." I said trying to sound like I was just a well meaning innocent.

"She had a very good time." was her reply. With that we set off back to Angelica's home. This time though I pulled around to the back where the guest house was, and parked. I noted as we went by that Ethan and at least one of her parents were home given the cars not in the garage when we arrived.

"I can't wait till we're inside and my Master can have his way with me." Angelica said as we were walking to the door. I let her go through the door first then I pounced. I took a couple of quick steps to close the distance grabbing her braided hair at the base of her skull tilting her head up. I had my elbow between her shoulder blades. This made her thrust out her chest, and rise to her tiptoes.

"You're master wanted to play with his Slave too, but you forgot something so now I have to discipline you." I said in a stern whisper right into her ear. As I spoke my other hand slid down her stomach, lifted up her skirt, and grabbed the piece of fabric on the front of her thong. With a yank it snapped clean off. Not before eliciting a yelp of surprise tinged with some slight pain, and leaving red marks across her hips.

They were so wet with her juices you could probably have wrung them out by hand. I shoved them straight into Angelica's mouth. "I don't want to hear a peep from you while you learn your lesson. Understood Slave?"

Angelica nodded as best as she could with her head, and back arched as they were. Her eyes wide with a mix of fear, excitement, lust, and sorrow at my words. Then using my free hand again I reached down, and extracted the egg from in her pussy. I set it in the bowl meant for keys just inside the door.

Then thrusting her forward "On your hands and knees." I instructed as I released her braid. She went to hands and knees looking forward on the carpet in the entryway clearly waiting for the next instruction. I smiled at the sight of her bare ass, and exposed pussy as her skirt was bunched up around her waist. I moved behind her undoing my pants as I did so. My diamond hard cock sprang free and slapped against my stomach it was so hard. I kneeled down behind her using one hand to line my fuck stick with her needy slave pussy.

Then with no warning I thrust my entire dick into so hard my balls which had been full, and begging for release all day slapped into her clit. Angelicas back arched, her head snapped back, her eyes rolled up in her head, and she came so hard that she almost pushed me back out.

I grabbed her by the back of her neck, and forced her face back into the carpet. I placed my other on her waist so my fingers wrapped around to her inner thigh, and my thumb was pressed into those glorious soft ass cheeks. Using those two points as leverage I began fucking her as hard and fast I could with reckless abandon. I'd been so turned on all day playing with Angelica I knew I wouldn't last long, and I didn't want it too. That would come later.

With her face pressed into the carpet as it was I doubt she could have made much noise even if she wanted to. At first her arms flailed about in surprise, but when she started cumming she just grabbed fistfuls of the carpet. Her knuckles were white, and her death grip on the carpet made me think she was going to rip chucks out of it.

It felt amazing. Using Angelica like an actual object, and knowing that she was loving every second of it. I felt that growl start in my chest, and my balls begin to churn. I didn't think it was possible but I started going harder, and faster with my impending release. Then came that critical moment, and I exploded deep into her. I started cumming, and wouldn't stop. I'd never cum so much. Guess that's what happens when you edge yourself all day. When I was finally spent, and started softening inside of Angelica I slid out of her to a sitting position on the carpet.

She slowly raises herself up, turning to look at me. The phrase rode hard, and put away wet came to mind when I saw her freshly fucked appearance. She had a red spot on her cheek from where her face had pressed into the carpet, a few locks of her cinnamon colored hair were loose, her shirt was all rumpled, her socks had been worn through at the knees where you could see a carpet burn starting on her knees, and she absolutely reeked of raw sex. Taking out my phone I snapped a quick photo. I then texted it with a list of items to her phone. "As you recall we'd said you needed to get some items from your room when we got home. Between that, and your attempts to derail my plans for the day by being a tease is why you are being punished. You took the first part well my Slave, but the 2nd part of your punishment is you now get to go to your room to retrieve the list of items I just sent you. You're not to try and fix your appearance, clean yourself up, or put on underwear of any sort."

"I understand Master. I will go now." Angelica affirmed rising to depart. There were equal parts nerves, and excitement in her eyes as she rose. Already our combined juices could be seen dripping down her inner thighs. She set off to complete her appointed task. Looking over her shoulder to see if I was watching I noted she was adding enough of a sway to her hips to make her skirt swish showing her ass as she walked.

Smiling at my tease of a slave I rose, and redressed myself. Then taking advantage of the time while she was gone I walked through the guest house. I had known it was here, but never actually set foot in it before. There was a fully stocked kitchen, a half bath off a... I don't know if it was a den or living room. It had a TV with a full surround sound system, and lots of comfy chairs/couches. The bedroom had a California king size bed on a large ornate wooden frame. The bathroom had a jetted tub, and a steam shower stall. When I walked into the walk-in closet something felt off. Spatially I mean. Like the room felt smaller than it should. I couldn't figure out how or why though.

Before I had a chance to investigate the cause though I heard "Master I am back!" called from the living room. I walked in to find Angelica looking relieved. Whether to see me, or to have made it to her room and back with no incidents I wasn't sure. She had all the requested items with her along with some items she needed/wanted for the evening.

"Take those to the bedroom, and put them away while I grab my stuff from my car." I said.

"Yes Master." came her reply as she set off to do so.

I grabbed my belongings, and returned to find Angelica naked and kneeling just inside the bedroom door when I walked into the room. "I was not sure of what Masters' next plans for the night were, and wanted to be ready to fulfill them as quickly as I could." She said so earnestly that it rang of sincerity. I could not find a note of teasing expectancy in her voice.

I stood there for a minute taking in her flawless creamy white skin, her bullet like erect nipples on her voluptuous tits, her hair braided hanging over one shoulder to a point between her tits like a leash waiting to be taken in hand, and her eyes that shone with complete love & adoration at the sight of her master.

I felt my cock immediately begin to harden again. Setting my items down just inside the door to the bedroom. I then began walking towards her, and then past her to sit on the edge of the bed. "You're going to come, and lick my dick clean from your punishment. If you're a good Slave maybe I'll give you a tasty treat to swallow." I told her.

She turned, starting to rise when I raised my hand in a stop gesture. "You will crawl to me Slave, and take out my cock yourself. You serve me Slave, which means it's your responsibility to please me, and make my life easier. Not the other way around." I informed her. As I said it I gave a jerk on the mental leash that connected her to me.

"Yes Master." She answered in a husky voice smoldering with the promise of things to come. She crawled towards me adding a sway to her body that made her tits, and ass sway in the most captivating of ways. I couldn't decide where I wanted to stare. She also kept her eyes locked on mine the whole time. You could see the sparks of lust there ready to ignite a blazing inferno of unbridled passion.

When she reached what felt like an epoch later she slid her hands up my shins, then my thighs to my waist. Her fingertips felt like they were sending little electric currents through me even through my jeans. Without ever breaking eye contact with me she undid my jeans, and began pulling them down towards my feet along with my underwear. I lifted my hips just enough to allow her to do so. Once free my recovered cock sprang up already hard.

Angelica leaned into my groin. She started with licking/nibbling my inner thighs. Then she moved to my balls, lavishing them each in turn with her tongue, and sucking them into her mouth. She made sure to get every part of them. Giving them a thorough washing with her tongue. Once done with my balls she moved onto the base of my cock. She started licking, kissing, and nibbling on the base working her way to the tip. When she reached the tip she gave it a kiss that could best be compared to a feudal peasant kissing the ring of their lord pledging fealty. She worked her way back down my cock to the base. Repeating the process several times until my cock was as hard as it could be, and glistening in her saliva.

This whole time she never once broke eye contact with me. I was also so enraptured in the exquisite skill of her blow job, and captivated by her eyes that I didn't even feel her hands slide around behind me. As she reached the tip of my dick, and was expecting another kiss on it. Instead I saw a wicked smile cross her face for the briefest of moments before her hands grabbed my ass, and she sucked my entire dick all the way in her mouth/throat all the way to the base in one go. Still without breaking that eye contact.

There was no slow build up, or teasing. She began bobbing her head from the tip to the base as fast as she could. Using her hands on my ass to make the face fucking she was getting even more intense. Her intensity was like a starving person, and sucking my cum out of my dick was the only thing that would satiate her craving. Daring me to break eye contact with her. Her drool ran down my shaft, and began pooling around my balls.

Between the intensity of her gaze, and her oral assault on my manhood I wasn't going to last long. I felt my hands white knuckling the edge of the bed. My toes curled into the carpet. The familiar growl started in my chest. I felt my cock swell, and twitch with impending release. Angelica felt it too. When the dam burst, and I began cumming she went all the way to the base on my cock. Her hands held her in place tight enough that she clearly wasn't going anywhere. She swallowed every drop. As I finished she worked her way back to the tip of my dick milking any remaining cum out of it. When she released it with a loud pop without breaking eye contact she opened her mouth so I could see the cum pulled on her tongue. She then made a dramatic show of swallowing it. Still keeping up eye contact the whole time.

I stroked the side of her face "Well done my Slave. That was a new personal best for you."

Angelica beamed "Thank you my Master."

"Now I think we should order some food to fuel up for the rest of the evening. How does pizza sound to my Slave?"

"Whatever my Master wishes." was her reply.

With that we redressed ourselves enough to be presentable for the delivery person when they arrived. We also picked a movie to watch. Our pizza came, and we both ate more than our normal helpings worth as we were ravenous. I decided to wait till the movie was over before moving to the bedroom. During the movie I received a text from Isabela asking if I was coming home that evening. I replied that I was not. That I'd be home tomorrow after work. I also made sure to throw an Izzy in there to see what I'd get for a reaction. I got back a simple ok, and I'll see you then.

Angelica noticed "Everything ok?" she inquired tentatively.

"Yes. Just messaging the first potential next... member for our... group." I replied.

"Another slave then Master?" She asked, looking apprehensive.

"No. Being a slave would be above what I have in store for her. Plus even if she does join you will be her Mistress remember. You'll both serve me, but all others after you will also serve you. So do not fret my first and most faithful Slave. Now ask no more questions about them. I do not wish to jinx the outcome." I replied.

As I spoke I reached into her mind through our link. The first thing I did was turn down her anxiety about another member joining our group from the 4 or 5 it was at down to a 1 or 2, and her excitement from a 4 up to a 8. Thankfully when I did so she was eating a slice of pizza so she missed my head snap back like I'd been punched with the wince of pain at the effort. No bloody nose, or headache though. Which was progress of a sort.

The results were immediate. "Yes Master. I can't wait to make sure they know their place, and how to serve you properly." She said with an impish grin on her lovely visage.

"I want you to go into the bathroom, and fill the tub I saw earlier. Fill it with hot water. Not scalding hot, but hot enough to be relaxing. Feel to use any of the oils, bubble baths, and other items in there to scent the water. I want it to relax us, and ease any soreness/pain out of muscles. I do not want it to make us sleepy though. Also don't feel it so full if the water were to slosh around it'll make a mess. When it is ready you're to strip naked, kneel on the floor, and call me. Do you understand Slave?" I instructed as the movie ended.

"Yes Master. As you command." She said rising and heading to the bathroom. She added that sway to her hips again which drew my eyes to her ass until it was out of sight.

While she was in the bathroom I got toys ready for our after our bath. After a few minutes I heard Angelica call the bath was ready. I began walking that way, removing my clothes as I went. As I walked into the bathroom I found Angelica kneeling as instructed, and the gentle odors of cinnamon and sugar. I inhaled deeply loving the scent. They were 2 of my favorites making the bathroom sound like a fresh cinnamon roll.

"Did I do a good job with the scents Master?" Angelica asked clearly hoping she'd done so.

"Yes you did Slave. Tell me how'd you pick these scents?" I inquired.

Angelica blushed so deeply it reached her tits. A deep scarlet blush. "I've been wanting to be yours for years. Anytime I was sure you'd dated a girl I became friendly enough to find out your preferences. When you finally noticed me it made my life complete to know you'd chosen me to be your slave. That you were my Master made me happier than a slave like me deserves." She confessed with a sincerity so pure I felt it through our link, and it made my eyes water. She wasn't able to contain her tears, but I was.

Walking up to her I reached down to stroke her cheek. "A master could never hope to have a better Slave than I have found in you. You're the example all Slaves should strive to be for their master. Never doubt that my extraordinary, and amazing Slave." I told her.

She simply pressed her cheek into my hand "Yes Master. Always Master." She said in a tone just barely above a whisper.

"Good now let us have our bath. There are several toys I've arranged for us to use after our bath." I told her in a voice with some firmness in it. As I spoke I also hooked a finger under her chin, and used it to pull her to her feet. With that we both climbed into the tub. The water temp was perfect. Hot, but not too hot to be uncomfortable. Whatever substances Angelica had added to the water made any and all tensions or muscle fatigues from the last few days slough off like when you're wearing a heavy jacket that you finally let fall from your shoulders. Then she leaned over to turn on the jets which felt sublime. I'd never had one... at least not a professional one, but I imagine the way those jets felt was similar to having a real masseuse massage you. I then felt my Slave snuggle up next to me in the water, and I wrapped my arm around her. In that moment the world felt perfect, and I wanted to stretch that moment out for eternity.

We both just enjoyed the bath until the water grew cold. At which point we decided to get out. As we got out of the tub a thought occurred to me. "Towel me off Slave." I commanded Angelica.

"Of course my Master." She said with a smile. Using the opportunity to rub herself not just her hands all over my body she set to the task with eagerness. By the time she was done she'd earned her desired result. I was rock hard.

"To the bedroom Slave. I've arranged some toys for us to play with until we go to sleep this evening." I told her.

"Yes Master." she said as she flounced to the foot of the bed. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the toys arrayed before her. Some she did not recognize.

"Sit on the edge of the bed, and be quiet while I put on these toys." I instructed. Pleased to see her comply with the instructions immediately with no reservation. I was also monitoring her emotions. There were some nerves, but no fear yet that I could feel. Mostly curiosity, and excitement ruled her thoughts. I grabbed a pair of restraints shaped like the number 8. One circle was large, and the other small. Sliding the larger circle to her mid thigh on each leg I got the smaller circle around her mid calf. I then tightened them so her legs were stuck in a forced kneeling position.

I then put on a blind fold, and ball gag. This increased her nerves a little bit, but still no fear. Grabbing the final restraint I gave it a few seconds thought. As it could be applied to the front or the back of the torso. I decided on her back. I wrapped the collar around her neck, and fastened it in place. I then took one arm putting the cuff around in locking her arm in place across her mid back. I then repeated the process with her other arm. When both arms were in place I tightened the cuffs to just below the point where they'd cut off circulation.

The end result was captivating. She was stuck kneeling in the middle of the bed, her arms crossed behind her back, unable to speak or see, and thanks to the restraint unable to tilt her head below 90 degrees. I didn't even need the link to sense her arousal. I could smell her arousal, and see how hard her nipples were. I smiled to myself, and took another picture of my slave for my growing collection.

I then grabbed a pair boxes on the bed that were wrapped up in brown paper like they were one box. One of the two boxes was a simple box of matches. The second was what I was after. It was a box of sex candles. The ones that are meant to be melted/dripped onto your partner, but not to damage skin. After all this was my first foray with them, and one should take care not to damage one's most prized possession. I carefully pulled a candle and match from their respective boxes. When I lit the match I felt Angelica's nerves spike, and the first tingle of fear. I quickly focused on turning off her fear, and reducing her nerves to half. It was easy, and I felt the sensation of getting hit with a pillow.

I used the match to quickly light the candle climbing onto the bed still naked. I then began dripping the candle wax onto her kneeling form. Watching land on shoulders, back, and tits. After several seconds I felt her excitement begin to rise. I could also see her trying to grind her needy pussy into the bed for release.

Once I had an idea of how fast the candle dripped I walked around to her front. I gently placed one foot on her chest between tits. I then pushed until she fell onto her back. Her arms were now pinned under back which thrust her tits up in a lovely way. Her knees stuck straight into the air.

I then began letting wax drip on her chest, tits, stomach, thighs, neck, and onto her navel just above her soaking wet pussy. She was so turned on she began making little thrusting movements like she was trying to fuck the very air. Whimpering in frustration even with the ball gag in. I waited till she was in a frenzy, and the candle was nearly gone. I positioned myself in front of her where I could see her pussy.

When the candle was gone I placed a hand on each knee pushing them towards her chest till they rested on her tits. Restrained like this the only movement she could make was to thrash her head around, and even then not much due to the collar. By this point I could have used my dick like a jackhammer to break concrete, or at least that's how it felt.

I lined myself up with her pussy, and slowly slid all the way into the hilt. Then I did just that. I used my dick like a jackhammer on her pussy. Almost immediately she began cumming on my dick. Her head thrashed so hard side to side a small part of my mind wondered if she might hurt herself. It was a very small part, and no way could it have overpowered the part of me that was loving every minute of fucking my Slave.

Using her for her one true purpose. Fucking her with pure wanton lust, and abandon. Feeling her cum around my cock. Thankfully after my previous activity I was nowhere near ready to cum. As I felt the first tingles of impending release I also felt like my muscles were going to give out. This only made me double down on my efforts. Would I cum, or would my muscles give out? I wasn't sure, but I was going to find out.

That critical moment came, and then I came. I hosed her pussy with cum. Her back bowed impressively when I did with her own orgasm. She squirted all over my cock, and balls. When I was done I had to force myself not to collapse. I was able to undo her restraints. As I removed the blindfold I realized she was already asleep. Her orgasm had been so intense it apparently made her black out, and she was so exhausted she just fell asleep. I understood the sentiment.

I pulled the covers back so I could pull them over both us, and laid down next to her. I was every bit as spent. As soon as my head hit the pillow I knew I'd be out. It was worth it. I fell asleep both satiated, and curious for the future.