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Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 2

Date: 12/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Lesbian Sex, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

Chapter Four It’s Friday afternoon. Three days since the night that has changed my life’s direction. One of hair clients, Mr. Kesler, has captured my soul and has offered to become my Master. His desire is for me to submit to an Institute for training and on completion become one of his slaves. Mr. Kesler already has two other slaves, his wife chloe, and a black bull stud name Max. Mr. Kesler is waiting for my decision but I knew the moment he left my door that night what my answer would. He has captured my soul. My body knows no other song but his. My only hesitation is can I learn to share his love with others? Will his wife accept me as his slave? After work that night I called Mr. Kesler. “Sir, this is Amy. I am ready to submit to your will. My only concern is for your wife and would she be accepting of me, as I am not sure of my ability to share your love.” There is silence as first then his deep baritone voice comes through the line, “Ah my pet, I think you will find that my wife is your greatest ally. Once you meet her I think your fears will be calmed. Tomorrow I will send Michael to pick you up and bring to my home. I want you to meet my submissives and you will give me your decision.” “Yes Sir. I will look forward to it. Good Night Sir.” I had a fitful night's sl**p. My mind kept going over the our first night’s meeting. My body was yearning for Mr. Kesler’s ministrations. I longed to touch myself and release this tension but remembered his command to not ... pleasure myself without permission. I awoke unrested and drew a bath. I cleaned my body and prepared it for presentation for the man that I hoped would become my Master. I took great care in removing all hair and to moisturize my skin. Standing in front of the mirror I looked at my body. Raised nipples, peaked to arousal. I pressed my hands against the glimmering rings that kept them in a hardened state. I dressed in a flowery sun dress with only a pair of panties underneath. My hair was pulled up into a ponytail. I applied only light makeup so that I would be presentable to Mr. Kesler. When I had finished the doorbell rang. It is Michael Mr. Kesler’s driver. He e****ts me to the car and hands me an envelope. I slip my nail under the lip of the tab and open the note and read…… “I will be waiting for you in the penthouse suite at the Wilkerson Hotel. I live there with my submissives, my f****y. I hope that you will find it a warm and nurturing environment. PS. remove your panties before you leave my car.” Oh my god, I was on fire. Of course he would live in a penthouse. Who wouldn’t if you were a billionaire? I looked and saw Michael looking to me through the rear view mirror. I just nodded. He smiled and drove on. I’ve known Mr. Kesler less than a week and here I was riding to meet him for the second time. My life has been lacking something for some time. Is this what I was looking for? I know my body and soul have been captured by this man I barely know but do I want to be his ...