10 Years a Slave - A Memoir Ch. 06

Summer break was about to end. And I was excited than ever.

The chat we had with Nat was a big relief for me. It took me a while to build up my courage to talk about Ellie's date nights, or going down on her while she's sexting with Dylan, or officially titled as "slave" eventually, but I managed to talk about them without diverting from the truth. Nat never reacted like it was a big deal and listened me curiously. And she was supportive all along, which obviously encouraged me to devote myself to Ellie even more. I felt like Nat was also excited to witness an alternative lifestyle, and was eager to see where it will lead us. I asked her to be my emotional support, and confidante in this journey, and she gladly accepted. She was going to be my benchmark to see if I'm going to the extremes and making a mistake.

Being fully aware of that Ellie wouldn't like that, we agreed with Nat to set up a secret email address, both her and me, and keep it secure and exchange emails once in a while. We were not going to use normal communication ways at all to keep ourselves safe from being discovered, and exchange emails as we go ahead.

.....

Meanwhile, Ellie had spent most of her last week with Dylan. I was not getting much attention from her, and I wasn't disturbing them during their last week. We were exchanging some texts throughout the day, but she didn't call me until two days before the end of summer. That's where I learned about she texted Sean to hook up with him -to "close the deal" they had during the weekend getaway, but learned that he officially started dating with Melissa. Sean asked him to not tell Melissa what happened between them. Although disappointed, Ellie told me that she wanted them to be happy. Dylan also tried to set up another threesome with Megan, but it didn't go along. Ellie was obviously into the threesomes with Dylan, and I was also curious about if Megan's subtle submissiveness had a part in Ellie's eagerness for another round or not. But I didn't asked about anything.

As I said before, she spent most of her last week with Dylan. She was now spending lots of time in their house. I guessed that Dylan's mom must be somewhat OK with it, to see at least that her son's settling down with a girl. Hesitantly, I asked her if they announced that they're a couple to anyone, but she told me that they're not a couple and "just hanging out" until the end of the summer. It was a big relief to me.

She also told me that she started liking Hazel, Dylan's little sister. Being a total bitch at their first encounter, she opened up to Ellie slowly after a while and showed that she's not just another moody teenager. It sounded to me like Ellie did really enjoy spending time with Hazel.

Before hanging up, we talked about what we were going to do when we are back. Her flight was several hours before me, so we decided to meet at our home directly. We had several days before the classes start so we had time to settle down again, set up some ground rules and get the house going. But we decided to leave the details to when we were together.

"Ellie, can I tell you something? I missed you so, so much." I told her, hesitantly. I was feeling like we were distanced from each other during the last six weeks, and was afraid of how we were going to feel once we're back together. But it didn't go as I expected:

"Me too babe. I know that we didn't have much chance to connect emotionally in last couple weeks, but I really missed living with you. Believe me, not only this game between us. I missed your smell, your hug, your laugh..."

"You made me so happy babe. I miss you too. Everything about you..."

And we had a pleasant, gentle conversation about how we missed each other of a couple minutes before hanging up. It was the first sweet conversation we had after such a long time, and I was thankful, really thankful for it. I hanged up with a big smile on my face.

....

I got off the plane in a bright Friday evening on the September 2015 to return to my city, my school, and my dear Ellie, and took a cab straight to our house. We were full of love during the last couple of days, but she was also reminding me here and there that I was still her slave. So, I wasn't entirely sure about how it was going to be like, and I doubt she knew either. We had agreed to let it flow and see how it'll unfold together. So, when I rang the door, I wasn't sure if I was going to kiss her lips, or toes.

To my relief, she greeted with a hug, and a long, nice kiss. I just hold her in my arms as long as I can, and whispered to her ear saying that I missed her so much. Soon, we ended up on our bed, hugging and kissing each other slowly. We talked about how good it feels to be back and other random things that a loving couple would talk about. After a while, she started unbuttoning my pants, and pulled them down, revealing my rock-hard penis. I was as stiff as I can be, and she started touching my shaft slowly with her soft fingertips.

"Did you keep your promise?"

"Yeah baby, it was so hard, but I did." I lied to her.

"I can see. Good job babe, I'm proud of you. Do you think you deserve a nice, long, sloppy handjob? Did you miss having sex with me?" She was touching my dick very slowly, very carefully.

"You can't imagine how much I missed that."

"But do you think you deserved it?"

I knew that it was a trick question, so I responded carefully:

"No babe, I don't deserve such a thing by following your orders. Only you can give me that, whenever you think I'm worthwile. I belong to you." I was hoping that this would convince her.

"You are such a good boy. I'm proud of how quick you're learning. Undress me." She let herself completely flat on the bed, and let me undress her. I was kissing her naked body, her skin while removing her clothes, but she also reminded me to not to touch myself. Her tanned skin was softer than ever. Two thin white bikini lines were running down her shoulders, and ending on her perfect pink nipples. She was sexier than ever to me. Once she got completely naked, I removed my clothes as quickly as possible.

"Wow, you are toning up boy!" She said when I removed my shirt. I thought that comment worth all the gym sessions throughout the summer. "I liked that, keep going and you'll get much better."

I thanked her, and got back to the bed, right next to her. We were again naked, on our bed, and touching each other.

"See, we're back on our bed together. After all that time, I'm with you again. I know that you were afraid of losing me, but you trusted me and kept going. I'm really proud of what we achieved babe. We showed that a relationship is way more than just sex, and we can be a happy couple while having sex with other people." She was right next to me, under my arm. Her boobs were pressed against my chest, and she was touching my dick as slow as it can be.

"Tell me how it felt when I was talking about how I got fucked."

"It was hard, it is still hard, but I learned enjoying it. I'm not feeling jealous anymore. I'm feeling... I don't know if there is a word for it. I feel "content". I feel satisfied when I hear the satisfaction in your voice. I feel good."

"So, you don't want to fuck me anymore then?"

"Ah quite the opposite! I crave for that every moment. I can die for that. But now I know that I won't be, and it doesn't annoy me as much as it did before. I love your pussy. I don't care who's having all the fun, I'm happy worshipping it."

She stopped touching me, and pushed my head gently towards her pussy. It was a sign for me to assume position for oral sex. Then, once I got between her legs, she stopped me and told me to just stay an inch away from her pussy while we speak. I was smelling her clean-shaved pussy, was seeing that she's getting wet, and I was pressing my rock-hard dick against the bed and hoping to not have an accident and get a premature orgasm. While I was just staying an inch away from Ellie's pussy and resisting the urge to kiss it, she kept talking.

......

As you can expect, she was much more demanding and much less careful towards me after we got together.

I was constantly serving her in pretty much every aspect of the life; doing cleaning, laundry, cooking, homeworks and so on without waiting for her commands. Meanwhile she was just having fun. She wasn't bothered about where she put her clothes anymore and just throwing it around the house knowing that it'll be back where it supposed to be almost immediately. She was throwing herself on the couch once she's back home knowing that I'll be removing her shoes the next second. She was being greeted with a cup of coffee right after she wakes up. An email from the professor? No problem, it was being replied as soon as possible before she even notice. Feeling tired, I was ready to run the bath or massage her with a snap of her finger.

Meanwhile I was technically not allowed to masturbate, but I have to admit it's impossible to be around her all the time and keep my hands to myself. I was masturbating once in a while when it gets too unbearable. Especially after our worship sessions, once she goes to sleep I was usually giving myself a little gift. She was expecting me to stay erected all the time as a way of making sure I'm keeping my promise. In some rare occassions when I was kind of soft, she questioned me for not keeping my promise but luckily didn't push for it too much.

I think I can also talk a little more about our worship sessions. It was pretty much every night before going to bed, and occassionaly in random times. I was sometimes sucking her pussy until she's done, and some other times she was using a dildo while I was just obediently worshipping her feet. We were still sleeping on the same bed, but she was mostly just hugging her pillow instead of me.

Outside of the house, at school or while with friends, we kept a low profile, at least for a while. But Ellie being Ellie, she was making some weird scenes here and there. She once made me untie her shoes and retie them properly while we were on a pub saying that they don't look right. I went on the floor on my knees, while everyone else was sitting and having a beer together and for a good couple minutes trying to rearrange her shoelaces. People made fun of me for being too submissive but we both laughed away. So yeah, our friends were pretty much aware that I was very submissive around Ellie, and she was clearly enjoying that. But back then, no one had an idea how far it actually goes in our private life.

After a couple of weeks, she told me that she's going to see the guy from the club (remember past episodes). It was right after one of our worship sessions. She was clearly not satisfied, and told me that she needs a "real fuck". Just a couple minutes later, while I was slowly and dutifully licking her clit, she was texting the guy. She told him that she's back in the city to see some friends and looking to meet with him. And soon, they were set for the Friday evening.

I admit that I got upset when she told me that she's going to see him. She was only with me only for a couple of weeks then, but I was already used to be with her all the time. And thinking about letting her go to see another man yet again turned my stomach. But I was powerless. I had no rights to say anything, complain, or look upset. Like before any other dates, she was super cheerful and full of life the entire day. I helped her getting ready, picked her outfit, and acted as if I'm happy for her. She was wearing high-rise boots with a skirt that reveals her silky legs, and a white shirt with suspenders. As always, she was amazingly beautiful. Then, I drove her off to her date.

While driving, she started telling me about their plans for the night. They were going to meet in a sushi place. Then they were going to have drinks in a nearby cocktail bar before heading to the club -the one that they met. He made all the plans for the day. Unlike with me, she was much more willing to follow his lead.

Then suddenly, she asked me for my plans for the night:

"What are you planning to do then?"

"Me? Well, I never thought about that actually. I'm sure I'll find something to keep myself busy."

"You deserve some time off too, go and do something with your friends."

"That would be nice actually. It's been a while since I hang out with them. Gonna be a short notice but I believe I can find someone."

"Great! Then I'll text you when I need you to pick me up. Until then you're a free elf!"

After I dropped her, I parked the car and called one of my friends. I had a group of friends who actually not much in the "common friends" circle with Ellie and I was neglecting them lately. And luckily, they were about to have a board game night and was happy to see me too. So I went ahead, thinking it'd be a great distraction for me. I was really thankful to Ellie for allowing me to let off some steam.

...

My phone pinged after a couple of hours, while we were playing Risk -a board game. I saw Ellie's name on the screen and grabbed the phone straight away, feeling grateful that her night ended quickly. Switching from a glorious commander who leads his army accross continents to an obedient slave didn't take longer than a second.

But it was a photo of her legs, with a stranger's hands on them. She was on the passenger seat of a car, and the driver was resting his right hand on her legs, slightly towards underneath her skirt. The caption of the photo was saying "heading to the club". Didn't know what to say, and I simply replied saying "Have fun my love!".

Then, just seconds later I got another message:

"Is that all you can say?"

"I'm sorry Ellie, I just didn't want to interrupt. Hope you'll have an amazing night. Cannot wait to get to see you afterwards!" I tried to be as positive and encouraging as I can be, as if she needed the encouragement.

"You can be more creative."

Understanding what she's after, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I didn't want to write out that text in front of my friends:

"It's great to see you having fun already Ellie. I'm sure you will have an amazing night, ending up with a great sex and I'll be waiting at home on my knees to worship you once you return home. Already thinking which bath bomb you'd prefer after sex!"

"That's better." She answered, and I went back to my game. But I was feeling uncomfortable on my chair, apparently regardless of how much you are trying to be supportive, being cheated on always makes you feel sick. And after a couple hours, while we were on the second round of Risk, my phone pinged again. Another photo, a mirror selfie showing Ellie sitting on a guy's lap, apparently in a hotel room. Phone itself was covering much of the guy's face, but I could say that he was around 30, with traces of whites on his temples. The guy was rather slim and tall, wearing a black trousers and a powder blue shirt. I felt an immense jealousy at the very minute which sent shockwaves inside my brain. I can only read the caption afterwards; "How do we look?"

I excused myself to the bathroom again, and replied to Ellie:

"You look amazing, he is clearly a perfect match for you. Seems like it's gonna be mindblowing! I wish I could be him and satisfy you in every way I can."

I hesitated for a second before sending it, but then I comforted myself thinking that Ellie enjoys knowing that I would crave to have sex with her every moment, so would like my message as well. Then, I hit the send button, but got no responses for a couple hours.

People started leaving after the second round of Risk, but delayed going back to home simply because I knew that these nights will be getting less and less often for me, and also didn't want to be alone and start looking at Ellie's photos for hours. But eventually I had to leave around the midnight. I got the third photo after I arrived home. Ellie was alone this time, the photo was showing her naked body waist-down. I could see gorgeous curves of her tummy, diving down towards her clean-shaved pussy and her beautiful legs. She was lying on a messed-up bed. It was clearly an after-sex selfie. The message was short, saying "It was good."

It was indeed good, the photo, the angle, light shining on Ellie's silky skin, her body that I was hopelessly in love with, knowing that it just got fucked well with a random guy... It had more than enough to drive me crazy. I was already rock-hard, and couldn't stop myself looking at the photo. At that very moment, I would endure every single humiliation on the face of earth to have sex once with her. But she was on someone else's bed, and I was ordered not to touch my penis. So, I replied:

"You are at your most beautiful now. Right after a good sex, having the orgasm you deserved. Can't wait to pick you up and worship your body!"

But I got an unexpected reply:

"I'll be staying tonight and tomorrow too. He'll show me the city. Bring me some clothes tomorrow morning. Pick them well!" Then I received a second message with an address to a hotel. I said sure, didn't ask any questions and didn't expect an explanation.

The next morning, I prepared two sets of clothes for her; one being more casual, and one being a little more cheeky. I was trying to make her as happy as possible, hoping that she'd allow me to have an orgasm when she returned happy and satisfied. But on my way to hotel, I started wondering how she'd explain this to him, someone just bringing her clothes out of nowhere. No scenarios I could come up with didn't make sense, so I decided to take the risk and ask it to her once she returns. I texted her when I arrived. She came to the lobby and told me that she'll probably stay that night too, and I should just wait to hear from her about when to pick her up. I just nodded my head, and went back to home.

The guy dropped Ellie on Sunday morning while I was waiting to hear from her. It was unexpected, but she didn't bother to explain what happened. And I wasn't brave enough to ask.

She threw herself onto the sofa straight away. She was looking tired. Knowing my duty, I immediately started removing her sneakers -she was wearing the casual set I prepared for her. Once I removed her shoes and socks, I started obediently kissing her feet. There was something incredibly hot on her way of taking this treatment so casually. She was making it very clear that this is the natural order of the things. After a couple minutes, I asked her if she wants me to run the bath. She said yes, but asked for a coffee beforehand.

I helped her undress and got in the bath. While she was enjoying the warm bubbles, she asked me if I liked the photos, and which one was my favourite. While sitting on the floor, naked, with a big boner I told her that the last one was the best. She laughed, and told me not to expect such treats often. I was suprised that she was thinking she was giving me a treat by sending those photos, but Ellie's mind works in strange ways, so I just thanked her instead. Then, I asked her about what she said to the guy for the clothes. I tried to be as casual as possible to not make it sound like I'm questioning her.

"What do you mean?" She asked back.

"I mean, someone is bringing clothes to you, in the morning of your date night. Doesn't happen to everyone, he should've asked who is this mysterious helper."

"Make a guess, and if you're right I'll reward you." She said smilingly.

"I literally have no clue, but I'll make a guess because I'm desperate for a reward." I said, hoping that the reward means a relief for me. As it's been a while since she let me for the last time, I was really desperate for that. "You said you have a bff who did a favor for you?"

"Nope, you are wrong. Do you really want to learn?"

"Yes please."

"I told him that I have a slave, simple as that. And you lost your reward." She said as if was nothing. She was carefully watching my reaction at me with a big, beautiful smile on her face.

I couldn't react for a while. I didn't know how to react. To be honest I didn't even know if she's telling the truth, or just teasing me. After a brief silence, she continued:

"You look upset babe?"

"I'm confused, don't know how to feel to be honest. If it's true it's the first time we are revealing it to someone."

"And?"

"It might be risky, and even though I submit to your decision I would expect us to talk about it beforehand." There was a brief silence. I lowered my eyes to the ground. She was still watching me curiously.

"So?"

I kept my silence.

"Would you think I'd really do that?"

After thinking briefly, I replied:

"Don't know."

"Would you be angry if I'd do that?"

"No, I agreed that you can do whatever you like. Also he didn't see me, doesn't know who I am. And I also know you are smart enough to not do anything too risky."

She didn't reply. And I realised that I'll never learn the truth.

...

That was the first hint that she was looking for more "publicity" for us. Although I never learned if that was true or not.

A couple weeks later, Ellie wanted to have a small party at our place. There were 8 people in total, all from Ellie's group of friends. There were 5 girls and 3 boys, and only one couple apart from us.

As usual, I was an an equal while we're around other people. There was a nice not-so-loud music playing, people were having drinks and just chatting. At some point, when we were talking about the school work, everyone started to complain about one particular professor. As I was doing all of Ellie's assignments, I was quite familiar with his name. He was indeed quite tough. Ellie said that she actually likes him, possibly because I was the one doing all the extra work. Everyone laughed. One of the girls, Grace, a brunette with a skinny figure and a pretty face, asked me how much it would cost her to get some help too. I replied saying no money can buy me. Ellie, apparently liking my answer, hugged me with one arm, and said that I belonged only to her service.

"Yeah you lucky girl, he even ties your shoes. Wonder what you guys do when lights are off!" said Grace with a giggle. That openly sexual reference came to me as a suprise, and for obvious reasons it sent shivers down my spine. I was afraid that Ellie can spill out the beans. But her reply was perfect:

"Let's say he knows how to make me happy."

People cheered for us, I was over the clouds and hugging my love. Although all the conversations imply that I was the submissive one, there were no negative indications on anyone so I got along with it as well.

"Didn't know that you guys were so naughtly?" Said the only single guy in the group, Kyle. He was a 6-foot guy with a strong figure and deep blue eyes. He wasn't particularly muscular, but definitely had a strong core hidden underneath a layer of body fat. Ellie replied saying that only the luckiest guys could know that. People cheered even more, and Kyle patted my back while yelling "you lucky bastard!". Only if they knew...

At some point, one of the girls suggested to play "truth or dare". As everyone knows, that is the game to spice things up. I was immediately concerned about where it might lead, but there were just too many people so I thought that everything should be fine.

Our version of the game had some extra rules; first one was one cannot ask for a favor for himself or herself, like a guy couldn't ask a girl to kiss him. Second rule was if anyone was not brave enough for a truth or dare, he or she was supposed to pay $100 in fine, to be spent on drinks for the next event. We tried to set the fine low enough to not wreck anyone's bank, but high enough to discourage people from chickening out. Also, if you pick one truth, next one should be dare.

The game started with simple tasks. I was the first one to be dared. And I picked dare. Anne, one of Ellie's classmates, was daring me. She was probably the most boring-looking girl in the group, and was trying to make up for that with showing her cleavage all the tim. Anne dared me to mix all the leftover drinks in one cup and drink it until it's finished. I mixed beers from the bottom of the bottles, some cocktails and a little wine, mixed it well and started drinking it. Definitely wasn't pleasant, but also not unbearable.

The game was getting more and more 'juicy' each turn. One of the girls, Ashley, was asked to took off her bra. She was an olive-skinned Mediterranean girl and to be honest she was quite charming. Funnily, it was Anne asking that and I believe she was suprised too when Ashley really did that. She left the room, returned holding her tan-colored bra and put it on the table, right in front of everyone. It seemed like she was proud of herself. "These people are getting ahead of themselves!" I said to myself. Rest of the group was also quite pleased with Ashley's bold move. Then, Anne got asked the most disgusting thing she did, and her reply was 'swallowing'. While she went beet red, everyone else cheered for her. First one to bail out was Grace, when she's asked her to let everyone scroll through her search history for a minute. After thinking about it for a little while she decided to pay, and we never learned what she was hiding.

After that turn, the bottle stopped in front of me. Ashley was asking and I picked truth. She asked me about my first time having sex. It felt incredibly weird at that moment, as it hadn't happened yet. I glimpsed at Ellie, she was watching me, and she was quite curious about what I'll say. I tried to think about what would be the least embarrassing way to do it, and then decided to be honest and tell our first night with Ellie; the one when I was done even before taking off my trousers. People found my story hilarious, and Ellie was clearly enjoying that too much as well. I ended my story saying that I believe I got better at it since then, but Ellie replied saying that it was my peak performance.

"These guys make me wonder guys!" said Kyle. I was getting more and more annoyed as he was getting more inquisitive. But Ellie wasn't annoyed as much as I was:

"Then you can ask when it's your turn, don't interrupt the game." Said she, with a commanding voice.

Daron, the third guy in the group spinned the bottle. It pointed Ellie, and she had to go for dare. As he was with his girlfriend, Beth, I wasn't expecting anything bold from him. But he asked Ellie to took off her bra and leave it with the other one. Beth slapped her boyfriend's arm jokingly, but it was clear that she wasn't minding it that much.

I suddenly realised that people were looking at me, curious about my reaction more than Ellie's. But I was just watching Ellie, as it was obvious that she was going to do what she wants to do. Honestly I didn't expect her to chicken out, and rightfully so she didn't. Like Ava, she left the room and returned carrying her bra on her hand. I realised that the t-shirt she was wearing was showing a clear shilhouette of her perfectly round nipples. And probably everyone else noticed that at the same time as well. She placed her bra right next to Ashley's, and returned to her chair with applauses from the group.

Nex turn, Ellie spinned to bottle and it pointed Grace once again. She grumbled for being picked up for the third time, and this time she had to go for a truth. Ellie asked her to share a secret she knows about someone from the room, without giving names.

"Well, I guess I can do that. I know that someone from this room had cheated their partner repeatedly, and their partner had no idea about it. There were multiple people. But I'm not gonna say who, when and where."

Her comment made everyone slightly uncomfortable. But I felt desperate for a moment. Was it Ellie? Did she really told Grace about what she's up to? My cheeks started burning, my blood was rushing towards my face. After a very short break, Grace stood up and waved her hand towards us:

"It's not necessarily one of the couples here guys, don't panic! It might be anyone, might be on the past with a previous partner. Oooorrr.. it might be still happening, you'll never know!" She said with a cheerful voice and sat back to her chair.

"I thought that its you for a moment!" said Ellie, looking at me with a pretty smile on her face. Everyone relaxed a little, and then we went back to our lively mode again.

"Why it should always be the boys?" Daron asked Ellie. It sparked a conversation about relationships and cheating, it was an awkward moment for me and I was carefully avoiding any opinions. But Ellie said that if a woman is in a serious relationship, she'd never cheat. And if a woman cheats the relationship was already ended but the man didn't realise it yet. But a man can always cheat and return to her girlfriend without feeling guilty. Some agreed, some not. I wasn't in a position to express my opinion. It only felt awkward.

People were getting more drunk and bolder each turn. After Grace also took off her Bra, Ashley found it unfair and made Kyle took off his t-shirt. He didn't mind that at all, and probably actually enjoyed a lot when he removed his t-shirt right there and put it on top of the pile of bras.

"You look sharp!" said Ellie with an enthusiasm on her voice. People again found it hilarious. I had to act like I wasn't offended and take it with a joke:

"You mean I, right?" I said, while trying not to look uncomfortable. But Grace didn't help:

"You should keep an eye on your girlfriend!"

"Nah, he's not my type." Ellie waved her hand towards Kyle like she's rejecting an offer.

"You mean guys who last until taking their pants off?" Kyle replied. People around the table burst into a laughter. I could tell from his tone that he wasn't trying to offend me on purpose, but was just making a tasteless joke. But I was getting offended.

"That's not cool..." but I got interrupted by Ellie:

"Don't be silly he just made a joke! And it's true anyways..." said she cheekily. So, I shut up and swallow my words. Kyle looked at me like he won a battle, this time I felt like he was trying to offend me. But he didn't insisted on the topic. But Beth did:

"I wonder how you guys stayed together for that long after that first night!"

"He makes up for where he's falling short." said Ellie sarcastically, while giving me a penetrating look. She was trying to humiliate me in public and daring me say anything to object her. But I was a man with no dignity, at least when Ellie wants me to be:

"You're still with me so I guess I'm good at that." I said, while looking at Ellie. I tried to put my most lovingly look. Everyone else was cracking with laughter for my apparent sexual incompetency. I wish I could say that if I'm given chance I might've proven otherwise.

The bottle was spinned once more, and unfortunately it was pointing me this time and I had to go for a dare. Beth was daring:

"I wish I could dare you to show us your pinky but that'd be going too far." She said, yet another joke about my nonexisting sexual performance.

"Pinky! I like that!" cheered Ellie. "Can I call you pinky babe? Pleaase?". I replied as if I had a choice:

"You can call me whatever you want baby. I think I already lost the audience so nothing can save me from this." I was hoping that if I just carry on with the joke without taking it personal, they'd think that it's really just humor and don't mind it that much.

"I love you my little pinky!" she said, and placed a kiss on my lips. I was ready to forgive her for everything if she'd just be that lovely to me always.

"Anyways if you lovebirds are done, I think I found my dare. You will keep your eyes closed until you're dared again."

I protested:

"I was thinking that the game will be more like "do your best Kanye West impression" guys."

"You didn't complain when we took our bras off?" Ashley replied, and she had a point. I was indeed pretty aroused of the idea of having a pile bras on the table.

"Yeah she's right pinky, do what you're told to do." Ellie said with a commanding voice. "And I don't want you to cheat, wait for me." and she left the room promptly. A moment later Ellie returned to the room with a scarf on her hand. She tied the scarf on my eyes tightly. I wasn't able to see a dime of light now.

"Now you're good to go!"

"I'm telling you guys this girl is naughty." Kyle said. I was really getting pissed off. But my hands -and my eyes- were tied. Ellie wasn't helping:

"Does that make you horny Kyle?"

"You can ask when it's your turn, don't interrupt the game." he replied smugly.

There was clearly a sexual tension building up between them, and I was getting more and more anxious about it. I lost my interest on the game. I was just sitting there with my eyes shut, cheeks burning with embarrasment and and listening people having fun while the game was getting dirtier. Just a couple turns later, the bottle pointed Ellie. Anne was daring her:

"OK girl, time to show us how naughty you are. While your boyfriend's eyes are closed, I want you to do something sexual in front of us. We won't tell him what you do so he can imagine whatever he wants. You can pick what you do but have to impress us or it doesn't count."

That was the first openly sexual dare in the game. Everyone around the table were delighted with the idea, except me. People were getting braver as they get more drunk. I was hoping Ellie to pay the fine and not do that. But I couldn't hold myself:

"Excuse me guys, wouldn't that be too much? I don't like it."

"I was going to chicken out but since pinky thinks otherwise I'll go for it." Ellie said. I was desperate. My girlfriend was about to "perform" in front of everyone. Not any other man I know would accept such a thing. But I wasn't any man. I wasn't even actually her boyfriend for a while. I was Ellie's slave. Only, people around the didn't know that, but they would probably figure out soon how much of a puppet I am. I was already a laughing stock for everyone, and now I was going to be the weakest man they know. They were already aware of very well how much power Ellie has on me, but it was clear that on that night they were going to learn much more. I knew that I will never gain their respect back.

"Yeah pinky don't be whiny you can dare for whatever you want when it's your turn." Ashley said to provoke me. I murmured a "whatever" and leaned back on my chair.

"Please be silent guys, I don't want pinky to know what I'm about to do." said Ellie. I heard her chair moving. Then the music got louder, I was practically deaf and blind. Soon, people started cheering with excitement. It continued for about a minute, before the music got silent again. Then, Ellie's chair moved, she was sitting next to me again. I was still blindfolded.

"I believe that made you guys happy". she said. I heard everyone's eager voices. Apparently everyone was delighted with what they've seen.

"Pinkie, believe me you should be happy for not seeing it." Anne said, but Ellie shushed her, reminding that she didn't want me to know what she did.

"Can I take this thing off? It's getting ridiculous." I tried my chance once again before Ellie put me in my place:

"No, I just did something I'll probably regret soon, so you will be sticking with the rules too."

I was still blindfolded after a couple turns. People were getting more and more exhibitionist. Ashley was asked to tell something about herself she's glad that her family doesn't know. And she bravely told us that she had sex with her friend's dad once, defending herself saying that he was smoking hot for his age. Daron was dared to imitate what Beth sounds like when she orgasms. Anne said she prefers tongue over fingers. Kyle paid $100 when he's asked about his best trick in bed, saying it must be kept secret. At that point basically all the game was revolving around sex.

When it's my turn to spin the bottle, I attempted to remove my blindfold but Ellie stopped me, saying that I should wait until I'm dared, not when it's my turn. Then I spinned the bottle, and it pointed Beth. She was to be truth'd.

"Well, finally it's someone else's girlfriend." I sighed.

"We're not as mischievous as you guys." Daron stepped in. It was a warning message for me to not cross the line. A line that I repeatedly failed to draw.

"Seems like you're lucky one mate!" I replied. "Anyways' don't worry about that. Here's my question; have you ever accidentally sent a sext to the wrong person, and what happened afterwards?"

"That's an easy one, I have never did that." My question was went into oblivion. A ruined chance.

Next turn, bottle finally pointed me. I immediately removed my blindfold. Everyone was visibly more drunk. I checked Ellie, her nipples were poking out of her t-shirt. It looked amazingly sexy to me, but it was also a warning message telling me that she's extremely aroused. It was my turn to be dared, and Daron was going to dare me. Possibly because I went easy on his girlfriend, he wanted to treat me:

"OK I believe you deserve this one. Show us how good you are at kissing. I dare you to pick a girl from the group, and kiss her. I guess Ellie should be OK with that too?" he said while looking at my girlfriend. Ellie nodded. I ignored clearly insulting giggles which probably about the show she put for them earlier.

"What if the girl doesn't want that?" Kyle asked disparagingly.

"Then he should lose his chance. Pick wisely." added Ashley. Ellie stepped in:

"But kiss from where? I think the girl should pick that, it's only fair." Ellie knew very well that my only option was picking her, so she was trying to play with me. I was clearly seeing what was coming for me, more humiliation and more desperation. In front of all these people. In front of Kyle. I hoped that Daron wouldn't agree with the conditions, but he did. Now everyone was looking at me, waiting me to pick one of the girls to kiss. Not suprisingly, I picked Ellie.

I could see that everyone was suprised that I let go such an opportunity. I could've kissed Ashley, that beautiful lady. Or could've taste Grace. Maybe Anne? But I went for the girl I kissed every day. Only me and Ellie knew that I had no other chance in real. Beth said "this must be the true love", but I sensed the humiliating tone in her voice.

"Wow, I feel honored! There are all those drunk ladies in the room, who would love to do a favor to you and you picked me? That's my pinky!"

"That's boring!" said Kyle, but Anne told him to shut up.

"So now you get to choose where he'll kiss you on." said Daron. I believe he was still thinking that he did me a favor. I turned to Ellie, begging with my eyes to not make me anything humiliating. But she had exactly that in her mind:

"I think they deserve another show pinky, right? I choose my feet!" she said, while moving her chair back to put up her naked feet on the table.

"That's gross!". It was Daron. He was disappointed and disgusted at the same time. I also sensed a regret in his voice. He had all the good intentions, but he wasn't aware of Ellie's true nature. "What's the point of that?"

"The point is, we're playing truth or dare and trying to have fun. Why bother if we aren't going to push some limits?" said Ellie. Her bare feet were now on the table, and her soles were pointed towards me. Beth supported her:

"It's a dare, it can be gross!"

"You can always pay your way out of it mate." Said Daron, as a last attempt to save my dignity. I knew that it wasn't possible.

"Shut up already! I want to see this happening!" said Ashley, while throwing a bottle cap at him playfully.

Everyone was watching me. I felt a burning sensation on my face, and realised that my face was turning bright red with embarrasment. I moved my chair slowly towards her, and started approaching her feet.

"A passionate one please!" said Ellie, to make things even harder for me. The room went almost completely silent. Everyone was amazed with what's about to happen in front of their eyes and watching us closely to not miss any details. I approached my face slowly to her feet, and placed my lips on her soft soles. It's hard to admit but I was also aroused and getting hard myself. Kissing her feet was a form of foreplay for me. The real sex for me was licking every inch of her soles, sucking her toes one by one, devouring the taste. I really wanted to keep going on that very moment. I wanted to kneel on my knees, hold her delicate legs and devour her feet in front of everyone. All that embarrasment, disgrace in front of everyone wasn't making this any less arousing, maybe even making it more.

I kept my lips on her sole for a couple seconds. Ellie giggled, and clenched her toes to cover my face with her sole. I thought about how much I still love her, how much I love hearing that giggle. I enjoyed the moment before I part my lips from her beautiful feet.

"That was quick but lovely pinky, I love you!" she said. That was indeed quicker and easier than I thought. Or wanted to. I was expecting her to push me harder for more humiliation. I felt thankful, but was impatient for the night to come to an end and go back to our room to serve my beautiful woman as she deserved. I responded with a hesitant "I love you too baby."

The crowd was excited to see my shameful kiss. I wondered what they'd think if they had seen one of my proper foot worships.

...

Our night came to an end shortly after my kiss. It was close to midnight and people were properly drunk. That asshole Kyle was probably the most intoxicated one, and he still didn't have his t-shirt back on. While people started to leave, Ellie did something very unexpected to me, and asked Kyle to stay in our place. She said to him that he's too drunk to go anywhere, and we have a spare room. He agreed without any objections. I was busy with cleaning up the table and couldn't notice people's reactions to that generous offer.

Shortly after, everyone else was left and we were chilling on the sofa watching some nonsense reality show on TV. I was impatient to go back to our room. All my intentions to protest how she behaved that night was already gone, and I was craving her body. I was also subtly expecting to be allowed to cum for behaving well the entire night. But then, Ellie asked for something unexpected:

"Babe, I want ice-cream. Can you get some from Cold Stone? Kyle would you like some too?"

"Yeah that'd be good if you have some?"

"We don't but Pinky can get some, and meanwhile I can make your bed?"

That was shocking to me. Her intention was clear; she was going to have sex with Kyle. In our own house, with someone from the close circle. Probably with the courage she was getting from the alcohol. After such a challenging night already. I was well aware that if she wanted to do that, I had no chance to object. But I definitely didn't want that to happen:

"It's too far away babe, and I'm too drunk to drive. Can we do it first thing tomorrow morning maybe?"

"Naaah, I want that now. You can just walk? It's only a mile away."

"OK, let's go together then? A fresh air could be nice?"

"Pinky, you're making it harder for everyone." She said with an annoyed tone. I knew that my fate my sealed. She was going to fuck that asshole.

Kyle laughed:

"I want that blue one! Make it double please Pinky." I was furious, and probably getting red on the face again, out of anger this time. It was extremely hard to swallow the idea of this fuckface having sex with Ellie. I felt dizzy, and I could give everything to punch him in the face at that very moment. I had no idea if he knew what's going to happen. But I knew that he wouldn't miss the chance if he's given any.

"You know what I like already, get one of that." Said she. I had no idea about her ice-cream preferences, but I couldn't dare to ask. I was already putting on my shoes to get this done as quickly as possible.

I literally ran the entire mile to the ice-cream shop and had to catch my breathe before putting in my order. Then I immediately ran back home. It took about thirty minutes in total, I was pretty aware that it was enough for a quickie, but I was still hoping to interrupt them early enough. Silly hopes.

I was pretty sweaty and beaten up when I made it back. I waited in front of the building for a couple minutes to not look pathetic. Checked the time, it was exactly 32 minutes since I left. Painfully enough for whatever they're up to. I had the keys but still rang the bell just in case. I wasn't willing to "catch them on-the-act". I heard Ellie's shouting voice from inside:

"You can come in!" I opened the door slowly and entered the living room. They were on the sofa together. Kyle now was wearing one of my t-shirts and sweatpants. Ellie was also on her nightwear, a button-through top with a dangerously short bottoms. It was barely covering her buttcheeks and she still didn't have her bra on. This would've been my favourite outfit in normal circumstances, but now I was feeling uneasy and incredibly jealous. I wanted to burn the entire house to put and end to this shame. They were sitting on the sofa on opposite sides. Ellie's naked legs were on the sofa, extended towards Kyle. I couldn't help myself thinking how hot she looks before I gave them their slightly thawed ice-creams. I was pathetically hooked to her pristine beauty, whatever the conditions are. Strangely enough, I was jealous that Kyle was so close to her feet and not me.

"Just when I needed!" cheered Kyle. Ellie also said "Thanks pinky!" before grabbing her ice-cream. She didn't bother moving her legs from the sofa, so I got the message and sat accross them on a chair. I was shaking my legs nervously as I watch them eating ice-cream.

"I gave some of your jammies to Kyle, hope you don't mind?" she said while taking another spoon from her cup. I said that I don't mind. Then she added:

"We also didn't have a chance to make his bed, can you please sort that?"

"What did you do all the time?" I asked, trying to sound upbeat before I get up to make the bed.

"Nothing, just chilling." said Ellie. I realised that Kyle was avoiding having an eye contact with me. I sensed his hesitation and nervousness, on the contrary Ellie was relaxed and lively as always. When I returned a couple minutes later, they were finishing their ice-creams.

"I was gonna save some for you but it was so delicious, sorry babe!" said Ellie while scraping the bottom of her cup. "I'm incredibly tired, it's time to sleep." said she, while handing me the empty cup. Soon, we said good-night to Kyle and headed to our room. It felt privileged to be the one that she goes back to the bed, regardless of what happened. After all that humiliation in front of everyone, and doing even worse after that, I was still hers, and she was mine.

We were finally alone. She sat on the bed, resting against the headboard while her legs towards the end of the bed. Without needing any prompts, I assumed my position on my knees and started placing very soft kisses on her soles. I wanted to have a conversation about the night we just had, but I wasn't sure if that's the correct time. Whatever happened was already happened, protesting it wouldn't change the results and would only make things even tougher for me. I was afraid to make Ellie angry.

She observed me silently for a minute or so before talking with a whispering voice:

"I know that you want to ask what happened when you're out. But it's good that you decided to wait and show me your commitment first. You're becoming an amazing slave Pinky. I almost start thinking that you were into this since the beginning, and tricked me to get onboard." she chuckled.

I stopped kissing her feet for a second, and looked at her eyes. I was trying to find the right words but she interrupted my thoughts:

"No no, I didn't tell you to stop. Go on. Be very slow and loving. Show me how much you love my soles."

I lowered my face again. Her face disappeared behind her toes. I was kissing her feet slowly with only the tip of my lips. Her soles, toes, heels were touching my face.

"You did amazingly well today. I expected you to stop at some point out of shame and stand up for yourself, but you didn't. I think we managed to shatter your ego for real. And I'm proud of you. But believe me this wasn't plCorad at all. It's just one thing led to another and it was fun, so I didn't stop it. It's good that you don't care what all that people would think about you. Because I know I don't. But don't worry too much. People will just think that you're a loser and just too much under my influcence. Which is something they were already pretty much aware of. Not a big deal. Only thing that matters is, you made me happy today. And we came up with a new name for you! I'll call you Pinky from now on."

I raised my head from her feet:

"Whatever you like Ellie. I'm glad that I didn't disappoint you today. And I'm thankful that you didn't push me more." Then, I felt the urge to bring up the most obvious topic:

"But, Kyle... don't you think it's too risky? He's too close. And he's an asshole!"

"Well, it's your fault actually, you're the one that made me horny today! Daron had a girlfriend so Kyle was the only option. And you know what's funny? He already had a condom! He was already hoping to get laid with one of us. "

"I knew I was never an option but it still hurts when you say that." I tried to sound funny, mostly to cheer myself up. She smiled:

"You have your own purpose in my life pinky. And it doesn't involve that."

"I know. I'm just worried that he might just be an asshole as he is already and tell people what happened. He also tried to insult me the entire night. You can have sex with whoever and whenever you want but I still think he might be a very dangerous choice. And I don't enjoy being insulted by other people."

"Don't worry. He knows that if he talks he won't get that anymore."

"Will he?"

"I don't know, I don't plan that much ahead."

"Please, don't do it. I can't stand him."

I saw a dangerous smile on her face. And I realised that it was a mistake. I was still right at her feet. She was shaking her feet and gently slapping my cheeks. She waited briefly before changing the subject:

"Aren't you gonna ask for a relief today? I think you deserved it." She still had that evil smile. But she was also too gentle with me. And I was indeed desperate for a relief, although wasn't sure if that would be the correct answer:

"Only if you think I deserved one."

"I do, you really made me proud today. But with only one condition. Do you want to hear my condition, or are you give up your well-deserved orgasm?"

I was very much in need for one, so without thinking it through I accepted her condition with a hopeless nod before even hearing about it.

"Great! It's not something you haven't done before don't worry. Get your position to lick my pussy. I'll tell you how I fucked Kyle while you're giving me another orgasm. And you can put a condom on and stroke yourself meanwhile. But you don't get to stop until I'm finished even if you cum. Understood?"

I was confused and excited at the same time. Yet again I wasn't sure how should I be feeling. It'd been awfully long since I get to cum while touching Ellie. At the same time, it was going to be painful to hear what they have been up to, how that asshole enjoyed privileges that I can never get while I was licking the pussy he fucked just minutes ago. But I was dedicated to stay as her slave regardless, and desperate for a cum. I positioned myself between her legs. She removed her shorts and wrapped her thighs around my neck, resting her feet on my upper back and laid herself back. It was one of her favourite positions.

Her pussy was inches away my face now. Soft to touch, with a pinkish tint on her delicate skin. It was slightly wet and smelling amazingly as always. I was extremely turned on, ready to endure a lifetime humiliation to stay close to her pussy. It was my altar, it was my sacred. I couldn't care less who did what with her, as long as I have the privilege to be near her pussy once in a while. She could have fucked the entire city and come back to me and I would still worship her pussy faithfully. It wasn't just love. It was an addiction, a religion for me. And it was getting bigger every passing day.

"Get going then. Start slow. You can jerk yourself off but if you ignore me and get busy with yourself you'll get nothing. OK pinkie?"

She pulled my hair lightly and pushed my face towards her pussy. I placed a kiss on her clit. Then, slowly as she commanded, I started kissing all over her thighs.

"We just kept watching TV for a while once you left. He was expecting something to happen but not brave enough to make the first move. He tries to be a playboy but deep down he's just a boy. So I asked what was her favourite moment from the night. It was obviously the thing I did while you're blindfolded. Don't ask me what that was, you'll never learn that Pinky."

Making my way towards her lips, I sucked her clitoris gently, which interrupted her story with a silent moaning. I was still avoiding touching myself to extend this divine moment.

"I told him that I'm flattered but if he wants to see that again he needs to wait until next game. Then he said game on, went to the table and spun one of the bottles. It pointed him, and he went for dare. So, I dared him to undress me. His eyes were wide-open but he didn't lose a second to start taking off my shirt. Then he tried to grab my tits but I told him that I'm not undressed yet. He insisted but rule is a rule, so I asked him to take off my pants too. Then we spun the bottle again, which landed on him again and he went for dare. I asked his favourite position, and he said cowgirl, so he can watch my tits bounce while fucking me. I was already crazy wet so didn't want to lose any more time, and pushed him to the sofa, then jumped on his lap. He sucked my tits.. I was rubbing him. Then... he told me to take off his trousers... so...."

Soon, I started moving my tongue inside her, getting faster slowly. By then she was already all by herself enjoying the moment, and stopped talking altogether. I started rubbing my dick at the same time. She started moaning silently. Getting the clue, I kept my pace and let herself enjoy the moment. It was getting harder and harder for me to hold myself, then I realised I was over the bridge and about to cum. Just seconds later, I was spasming with a powerful orgasm. It took me at least 10 seconds to pull myself together, and tried hard to keep my pace and let her orgasm too. Then she started to breathe faster and faster, before grabbing my hair with her fist and pushing me hard towards her pussy. She was squeezing my head with her thighs at the same time. I held my breathe as long as possible, and got as fast as I can. Soon, she was done too.

...

We kept lying on the bed. I was between her legs, my head was resting on her thigh. My face was covered in her juices. My dick was already limp inside the condom. We kept our silence and enjoyed the moment. You would expect a feeling of regret after having an orgasm, but it definitely wasn't what I felt. At least until later.

After a while, we heard guest bedroom's door opening. It was Kyle. He went to the living room and turned the TV on. We were able to hear distant sounds of a late-night shitty advertisement. Ellie reached to her phone and started texting. I was still between her thighs, resting my cheecks on her soft thighs. I was unable to see who she's texting, but I knew that it was Kyle. I watched her beautiful face under the dim light of her phone, she had a naughty smile on her lips.

"He is filthy..." Said she, and turned her phone towards me to read. Ellie was the first one to text:

"You awake? Is everything OK?"

"Yep just couldn't sleep. Mind if I watch some TV?"

"Not at all. Enjoy!"

"Is he sleeping???"

"Yep..."

"Then you can join me too if you fancy"

"To watch TV?"

"To have fun."

"You're so indecent... he can wake up"

"Then you can send him to get more ice cream???"

I read the texts with a deep hatred. I was pissed for his audacity, but Ellie wasn't thinking the same:

"Isn't it so funny that he thinks he's being smart and sneaky?"

"Will you go? Please don't."

She ignored me and kept texting.

"Please Ellie, you've punished me enough already today."

She then knitted her pretty brows and turned her eyes to me:

"Punish? Was I punishing you? I'm not doing anything to you. It's not about you. How selfish you are boy?"

"I'm sorry I didn't mean that..."

"I know what you meant. But right now I'm not trying to humiliate you or whatever. I'm just horny as fuck and there's only one dick I can ride in this house now. Right?"

"Yes, you're right." I said with a defeat. She gently pushed my head aside, put on her underwear, and silently left the room. Soon, the TV's sound turned on a little. It took me long to stop pitying myself and fall asleep.

I don't know when she returned, but she was sleeping next to me when I woke up. I checked guest bedroom, and Kyle was still there sleeping half-naked. While waiting them to wake up, I tidied up the living room. They woke up towards noon, and we had a breakfast together. I was cooking for the guy who thinks he's fucking my girlfriend behind my back. He was overly polite, and stayed silent the entire time. Almost avoiding me I'd say. He wanted to leave before breakfast but Ellie insisted. I knew that she was making me to endure this suffering as long as possible.

Once he left, she told me that he was baffled how clueless I was. She ensured him that I was just too drunk and sleeping like a log. But luckily she didn't go into detail on what they did last night. And I never insisted.

I never get to read them again but they started texting occassionally after that night. A week later, Ellie told me that Kyle will be coming over to work on a class project that evening. Knowing what that means, I asked if she wants me out. But to my suprise, she wanted me to stay and prepare a dinner.

"So, aren't you gonna..."

"Fuck? Yeah of course I am gonna fuck him. Did you really think that I'm planning to do a fucking school work?"

I wasn't sure how it'd happen while I'm also at home but I didn't want to hear her plans at the moment, so I didn't ask anything. Instead, I started cooking for them; my girlfriend and her "secret" lover while she was getting prepared.

Kyle arrived a couple hours later. Ellie had an oversized white t-shirt without a bra and sweat shorts. Her nipples weren't bulging this time, but her legs and feet naked again, which was definitely a turn-on for me. And probably for Kyle too. We had dinner together before they start. Soon after, Ellie told me that they'll start studying and if I can clean up the table for them. While I was doing what I'm told, they moved to the sofa and didn't bothered to help me. It was an awkward moment as they were just hanging around while I am basically serving them. I was also odd that Kyle was acting quite comfortable. Ellie again had her legs on the sofa, extended towards Kyle. I knew that she was doing it on purpose, somehow knowing that it makes me extra jealous. They started chatting about the school gossip but I didn't care to listen. I couldn't stand them being casual.

Soon, I made myself scarce and left them alone to suffer in silence in our room. At some point I tried to listen, but couldn't hear any sound. After an hour or so, I heard Ellie calling for my name. They were sitting on the table. Kyle was facing towards the wall and scribbling something on paper, so I couldn't see his expression. But Ellie was quite cheerful. She asked me to make them coffee. Once I brought their coffee and about to leave the room, she asked for one more thing with a giggle:

"Pinky can you also bring me my socks? Your lovers are getting cold..." She looked at me with her most daring look again, with a smile on the corner of her lips. I heard Kyle chuckling. Without a word, I left the room and returned with a pair of warm socks.

"Thanks babe, put them on please." She had her legs crossed, and without moving from her chair she raised her leg towards me. She was playing with my mind again. I thought that this was the punishment I was asking about the other day. I had no other chance than getting on my knees and endure the humiliation in front of Kyle. I felt that familiar burning sensation on my face. Again, without a word I got on my knees in front of her and started putting on her socks. Inevitably, I was aroused for being close to her feet, on my knees in front of her. It's hard to admit, but I felt that having someone else, someone she's about to fuck on the room was making it even more provocating.

"You're a quite useful boyfriend." Said Kyle shamelessly.

"Yeah I guess I am..." I murmured.

"Don't pick on him, he's just being lovely." She replied.

"Aren't you gonna kiss your girlfriends goodbye before tucking them in?" Kyle was getting bolder.

"Come here!" Ellie said to my suprise, and reached towards me. And, she kissed me on my lips. It was a brief moment, but it was lovely. I felt honored for being defended. It was a lovely moment for me indeed. Couldn't hide my happiness, I said that I'll be in my room if they need anything and left the room again. But I didn't get called again until they're done studying. I tried to be very silent to hear any voices, but I only heard very silent mutterings.

When I heard my name being called, I rushed. They were still sitting on the table. Ellie was looking mischievous while she told me that Kyle will be staying in our place again, and if I can bring something for him to change and make up his bed. So, this is how it'll happen, I said to myself while leaving the room. When I was making up the guest bed, Kyle went to toilet to change. Soon, we were in our room alone with Ellie, supposedly going to sleep. When we closed the door, she let out an audible lough and let herself on the bed again. It was my call to start kissing her feet. So I assumed my position.

"Take off my socks first babe. I want to feel your lips. By the way I was cold for real, hope you didn't mind that?" She said. I didn't reply, but taking off her socks and kissing her feet must've shown her that I didn't mind indeed. She was in a very good mood. While I was kissing her feet obediently she finally told me the reason why they were so silent:

"That was so fun. Do you want to listen?" She asked as if I had a choice. I replied with a kiss on her toes. She continued:

"He was super confused, and expecting something to happen for sure but didn't know how to start while you're around. So I told him that I'll silently give him a handjob until we're done studying, and only if he can hold himself then I'll send you out and fuck him. He was excited but he raised the challenge, he was going to fuck me in any position he wants if I can't make him cum. He was very confident so I took the challenge and he immediately unzipped and popped his cock out. At some point he complained my hands being so cold, that's when I asked you to bring us coffee. I warmed my hands on the mug. So I stroked him casually while we pretend studying. You know, as I used to do for you, slowly. I was using mostly my fingertips to play with the head of his cock. And I admit that I really wanted to suck him at some point but deal is deal so I only used my hands. Then he wanted to distract himself I guess and asked me about you and howcome I'm so clueless and submissive around her. I told him that I love you, and that's true, but I also like fooling around and there's no harm unless you learn about it. Also I told him that you are just a very sweet boy and don't care about what people think, and instead just try to keep me happy. Now thinking it was quite strange as I was just jerking him off while saying this. But you know that it's true. Well, mostly true. Anyways. After a while he gave up and laid back on the chair, and let me finish him. He came all over his t-shirt. And that's why I asked you to bring something for him to wear. I loved how he desperately tried to hide that wetness on her shirt. Do you think that I'm sick for enjoying this so much?"

She moved her feet slowly to reveal my face underneath, and looked at my eyes. That was a genuine question. So I had to reply:

"It's definitely unusual for many people, but you're not one of them and that what makes you special babe."

"I'll take that. Thanks pinky you're so sweet."

"But then he lost the bet?"

"Seems so haha, he was super upset after the orgasm for losing. I'm still gonna fuck him but he doesn't know that. But in any position I want. Which is another thing I enjoy maybe too much."

She then parted her legs, giving me the signal to go down on her. I obediently followed her command. Before I start, she told me to be gentle. She was only looking to get properly wet before going to Kyle's room. I started with small kisses, then sucked her clit slowly, licked her vagina. All very gentle, while she was stroking my hair. After about ten minutes, she pulled my hair lightly. She was pretty much ready for a real dick. Which is something I don't have. Before getting up, she looked at my eyes:

"You look upset. What's the problem? I want you to be happy too Pinky. Don't forget our deal, OK? You should crave to satisfy my needs. You cannot be upset when I fuck someone else. You should be delighted instead. I thought we're already over this?"

"I know Ellie, but it's so hard when you do it in the next room. And with him..."

"You're being ridiculous now. I never understand how your mind works. But I don't care." After a brief pause, she continued:

"You know what? I actually care. Here's the deal. I want to fuck him, and you want me not to, right?"

"No I don't me..."

"Cut the bullshit and be honest. Am I right?" She interrupted me assertively. Her eyes were locked on mine, demanding for an answer. I chose to be honest:

"Yes."

"OK then, If you really want that, I won't. But I know that you're such a good slave and you want the best for your owner. So, I also guess that you'll start begging me to go and fuck him. Like you did before. Am I right?" She still had that decisive tone on her voice. I knew that she was dead serious. I had nowhere to hide. I started kissing her already wet pussy:

"I am sorry Ellie. I beg you to go and fuck him. Let him slide in your pussy and fuck it good. Please baby, don't let him stop until you orgasm, and cover him with your wetness. Let him cum inside you. Make him suck your tits while jumping on his cock. Let him pound you so good that your pussy hurts. I will wait for you in our bed, and lick you until you're soothed. Please baby, I beg you...."

She was enjoying that so much that I realised that she's close to the orgasm. I was super horny at that point as well, but with an unexpected willpower, I stopped myself:

"I don't want to ruin your orgasm with my tongue, my princess. Please go and get what you deserve. I'll wait for your return."

Ellie's face brightened up for my dedication:

"You're getting better and better... go and pick lingerie for me. Let me see your best taste."

I left my spot between her thighs immediately, and went onto her wardrobe. I picked a matching black lace bra and knickers for her -the ones I loved to see on her pure skin. She got up, and let me dress her for the man I despise. I slid the think laced knickers on her legs, hardly keeping myself from burying my face between her thighs. Her wetness was already making the garment soaked. Then I put the bra on.

She left the room only wearing her underwear, and I heard her knocking the guest bedroom.