My Wife The Maid

Part 25

Alone with Master

As we sat in the back seat, my head on Sir's shoulder and his arm wrapped tightly around me, I had never felt so warm, so happy, so safe, and so loved in all my life.

Despite the sexual abuse my cunt had taken earlier, it still tingled and yearned to feel Sir's cock take me one more time at least, tonight.

When we reached Sir's house, it was more like a mansion. He helped me out of the car before he led me into the house.

“Oh god, Sir, it's amazing, it's so huge”, I exclaimed, somewhat shocked seeing where he lived now.

“I will show you to my bedroom, Evelyn, and you can shower and change”, he spoke softly to me.

“But I didn't bring anything to change into, Sir”, I replied, giving out a giggle, thinking I might have to be naked. But I should know Sir better by now, as he told me, “if you go into the wardrobe near the bathroom door, you will find something for you to put on Evelyn.”

As we ascended the elaborate staircase, he showed me into the bedroom, kissing me, telling me to come down when I'm ready.

Again, the bedroom was huge, with a large king-size bed on one wall.

I took ages in the shower, relaxing my tired muscles and cleaning myself of all the spunk that had been poured in my holes and all over my body.

Once I'd dried myself, I opened the wardrobe and took out the items of clothing he had left for me.

I smiled to myself as I began to dress.

When I was ready, I left the room and headed down the stairs, making my way towards the living room door.

As I stood at the door, dressed in a black satin shelf bra with my breasts sitting pert over the top, I could see Sir sitting on a settee in front of a roaring log fire.

My hips were framed by a 6-strap satin suspender belt with black FF stockings, covering my legs, attached to the metal clips. On my feet, I was wearing a pair of 5" high-heeled black sandals with ankle straps. The straps were held in place by a padlock.

Over my underwear, all  I was wearing was a sheer black shirt robe, which barely covered my bare ass.

Sir turned round, then stood up, walking over to me. He took my hand and led me over to a large sheepskin rug in front of the fire.

We kissed passionately as our bodies moulded as one as we lay down together on the rug.

Sir was kissing me, tenderly and lovingly, but also so passionately, as his hands roamed all over my body, making me moan with so much pleasure.

He continued to pleasure me, his fingers squeezing my nipples, then moving down to my cunt, but now touching me softly, tenderly, unlike earlier.

As he moved over me, his cock rubbing against my wet cunt lips, I knew he was going to make love to me, but my body screamed just to be fucked, hard and deep, to be used.

He was making love to me, slowly sliding his cock in and out of my cunt, when he suddenly pulled out, but his body was still holding me underneath him.

“Oh god no, don't stop, Sir”, I moaned at him.

He whispered in my ear, “Tell me what you want, my little whore”

“Oh god, I need fucked, Sir, I need YOU to fuck your whore”, I screamed out now.

“What are you, Evelyn?” He again whispered to me, teasing me.

“I'm a whore, Sir, a cock hungry whore”

My body and my cunt were now on fire, needing Sir to use me, to own me completely.

Sir swatted my ass hard, “Beg me to fuck you, Evelyn,” he ordered me now.

“Please, oh god please, Sir, I need you to fuck me, to use me, to own me. Please fuck me hard, Sir..." I moaned out loudly, my sentence cut off as he just plunged his cock back in my needy whores cunt, now fucking me deep and hard just like I needed.

My body was shaking, telling me I was ready to cum. to squirt my juices all over the rug. “Yes, yes, oh fuck yes, Sir, I’m cummingggggggg”, I screamed out, as I felt Sir's body tense with me as we cum together. His spunk was spurting deep inside my cunt as my juices were squirting out, mixing with his spunk.

We then both just collapsed together on the rug.

When I woke in the morning, I was lying naked under the covers of the double bed. Sir wasn't with me, but I remembered we had fucked again when we'd woken up during the night.

I decided to get up, and the sheer robe was the only thing suitable lying around the room. I slipped it on, tying it around my waist.

I then made my way downstairs and could hear music playing in what I presumed was the kitchen, so I headed towards that room.

As I entered, I could see Sir standing by the hob just wearing a dressing gown. I thought to myself, that's not fair, his isn't sheer like mine and giggled to myself at having such thoughts.

I must have made a noise as he turned quickly, smiling as he saw me. “Good morning, Evelyn. Did you sleep well? Would you like some breakfast?” He asked.

"Yes, Sir, I did sleep well, apart from waking up during the night”, giggling.

“Are you always such a horny little slut with your husband when waking up?” Sir enquired of me.

“Oh no, Sir, I'm not, but I couldn't help myself, I did feel so horny wrapped in your arms”, I said, averting my eyes from Sir in case I'd done wrong.

“Well, I'm glad on both counts, my little slut, as you know you don't fuck Dave without my permission”, he reminded me.

“But I'm glad you felt that way with me, your owner”, making me smile now.

“Sir, can I just make some toast for breakfast, and do you have some fruit juice?" I asked.

“I will sort the toast, Evelyn, and there are juices in the fridge, help yourself”, he said.

I poured myself some orange juice and sat down at the table.

I noticed it was now 10 am “Oh, Sir, I said I'd meet Susan at the hotel at noon; she said she'd come shopping with me, help me pick a dress for tonight”

“Tell me about Susan, my little whore,” which seemed more of a command rather than a question.

I therefore relayed to him how I'd first seen her in the lift and could tell that whilst she was surprised at how I was dressed, she seemed to have that look I know so well in myself now. That she was inquisitive rather than disgusted.

I then explained how meeting them again and the way they conversed with me, and the words they used, I had a feeling Susan was repressing being a slut, just like I had.

I decided to see if I was correct, discovering that I had been right and also that her husband, Derek, was supportive rather than dismissive of her thoughts and fantasies.

It was then I decided to take her along to my meeting with the two men, knowing she could enjoy the pleasure side of the meet whilst I took all the pain.

“You did well, Evelyn. I will accompany you when you meet Susan and Derek, I think," Sir told me after listening intently to everything I'd said.

“Sir, can I ask where I'm going tonight?” Looking at him now.

Laughing, Sir told me, “You can ask my little whore, but you won't get an answer. I know you love spontaneity and know it turns you on, not knowing what may happen to you, Evelyn doesn't it?”

Lowering my eyes, I couldn’t deny it did and just replied, “Yes, Sir, you seem to know me better than I know myself”

“To fully own you, Evelyn, I need to know these things”, Sir said, then quickly added, “If we're meeting Susan at noon, we'd better go get dressed now, Evelyn ”, kissing me, as he then took my hand as we headed up to the bedroom.

Sir had bought me clothes to wear going shopping, consisting of a very short black skirt, with stockings and suspenders, as always. Despite the skirt barely covering my stocking tops, I wasn't allowed wear any panties. I knew if I bent over, even just a little, both my stocking tops and possibly my bare cunt would be on show to all.

On top, I had a sleeveless, blue, clingy and plunging V-neck top (with no bra today) and a pair of 4" blue high heel court shoes.

As I appeared in the hall, Sir looked me up and down, smiling, “You look amazing, Evelyn, such a gorgeous, sexy woman, but with that definite look of a slut, that you somehow manage to carry off so well”

As we drove into town towards the hotel, Sir spoke to me about meeting Susan.

“Introduce me as your Master and Owner”, he told me, “And get Susan talking about her need to have been a slut yesterday”

“Yes, Sir, " I replied

When we reached the hotel, Sir helped me from the car, but as much as I tried, I couldn't conceal the fact that everyone could see that my cunt was bare underneath my short skirt. And whilst there was a tinge of humiliation in this, mostly I felt excited, horny and proud to be showing myself off as Sir obviously wished me to.

Heading past reception towards the lifts, I noticed it was Rob who was working today. He looked up. “Morning, Sir”, he said to Master (Hmmm, did Sir own Rob too in some way, I wondered), then looking at me, Rob said, “And how is Sir's whore today?”

God, I felt so much more humiliated as he said this in front of any guests around the reception, who now all turned to look at me.

I knew, though, Sir would expect me to answer Rob.

My voice was slightly trembling, with excitement, as I said, “Sir's whore is feeling wonderful this morning, Rob.”

I was feeling wonderful after spending the night with my Master, and now I was being paraded in the hotel reception for all to see and know that I was indeed Sir's whore.

Sir then left me standing on my own as he went over to speak to Rob “I will be right back, my little whore”, he softly said to me.

Once Sir had spoken to Rob, he returned and took my hand as we then walked towards the lifts.

Stepping into the lift, Sir asked, “What's the room Number Evelyn?”

“444 Sir”, I replied.

He therefore pressed the fourth-floor button as the doors then closed.

On the way up in the lift, I felt Sir's finger rub over my clit and around my cunt lips, making me moan softly, and I was sure he aimed to make me so wet again.

As the lift stopped, he removed his fingers, and when the doors opened, one of the couples who had initially been in Susan and Derek's Company stood there.

As we exited the lift and walked past them, the woman said to her partner just loud enough for us to hear, “That whore again with another client.”

Sir stopped, turned quickly and spoke to the couple, “I actually own this gorgeous whore, would you both like to borrow her?”

They looked shocked, and as the lift doors closed, Sir and I burst out laughing together at the picture of their facial expression in response to Sir's words.

We now reached room 444. I knocked on the door, and it was Derek who answered.

“Oh, hi, Evelyn, Susan is just finishing off her makeup, she'll be ready in a minute, come in" I could see he was looking at Sir puzzled.

I quickly introduced Sir to Derek as I had been ordered by my Master and Owner to put him at ease.

Susan then appeared from the bathroom a minute or two later.

“Susan, this is Sir, my Master and Owner, I've spoken off” I said to her.

Susan came over, first kissing me, then kissing Sir, telling him that she was pleased to meet this wonderful man that Evelyn had talked so much about.

Sir then spoke to both Susan and Derek,

“Evelyn told me that yesterday, she helped you both fulfil a fantasy of Susan being a slut for others.”

Derek seemed to be completely at ease now, and it was he who answered.

“Oh yes, Evelyn did, you have such a wonderful woman in Evelyn, and when she suggested Susan go with her to her meet yesterday, it made us both so excited, and we are both so glad that we agreed,” he told Sir.

“We have done nothing but fuck and talk all night, as Susan told me everything that had happened yesterday. I'm just so sorry I wasn't there to see it all happen,” Derek added.

Sir now spoke, “And do you wish for Susan to continue to be a slut for other men, Derek?”

Susan now spoke up, “Ohh, we have talked and talked about that, and yes, we have agreed that I should continue to enjoy and experience being a slut with others. however Derek should always be a part of it. We want to do it together”

I was so pleased for them both and hugged Susan; however, I could see Sir was slightly disappointed, but then smiled and shook Derek's hand, saying.

“Well, I hope you both enjoy the journey together, it is such a wonderful thing to share, and if either of you needs someone to talk to, about anything to do with this life, then please do not hesitate to get in touch with Evelyn or me.”

He then handed Derek a card. “You can contact me on that number or get hold of Evelyn through the hotel here”

Sir then asked them how long they were staying in the hotel for, and Susan replied, “Unfortunately, we head home tomorrow "

“That's a pity; however, I'd like to offer you both another weekend stay, when you wish, but in the Penthouse Suite. Just call me on that number when you know when, and I will make the arrangements for you,” Sir told them, leaving Derek, Susan and me speechless and astonished at his kindness.

Then he added, “And I'm sure you will also wish the Hotel Maid to provide you with her personal services for one of those nights”, making us all smile at each other and giggle.

“Derek, could I speak to Susan alone for a moment if you don't mind?” the sir asked him.

“No, sure, yes, that's okay”, Derek replied.

Sir took Susan aside, and they whispered to each other, showing her something on her phone.

She returned smiling and whispered to Derek, probably telling him what it was about, leaving me the only one in the dark.

Sir whispered to me now, “Susan told me that when out shopping, she was looking for your help to buy some much more sluttier clothes than she owns for herself”

“Yes, Sir, she mentioned that to me too when we talked about going shopping together”, I told him.

“Well, get whatever she wants and what you think she needs, Evelyn, and put it on the card I gave you, okay”, he was whispering to me.

“Ohh, okay, Sir”, I whispered back, again astonished at his kindness.

“Well, I have to go now, I'm afraid,” Sir told us all.

“It was definitely a pleasure meeting you both”, he said as he kissed Susan and shook Derek's hand.

“And I'm so glad Evelyn was such a wonderful inspiration to you both”, he said.

Then, kissing me so passionately said, “I will see you later, my little whore” before he left the room, leaving me with Derek and Susan.

Once Sir had left, Derek said to me, laughing as he said it, “Does he own this hotel or something, Evelyn?”

As Derek said that, it made me start to think that I don't know what he does; he couldn't, could he?

As both Susan and I were now ready, we headed out to go shopping.

Susan was dressed in a flowery knee-length dress with white 3" heeled court shoes. Mmm, I was thinking to myself, I definitely need to change that and shorten the length of whatever she buys.