1. Soccer Mom Slave, Chapter 9


    Date: 7/11/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: kahiltna7200, Source: LushStories

    Saturday Morning "Good Morning slave." Her Master's voice woke Brenda from a deep slumber. It took her a minute to remember where she was. It started coming back to her, naked in a king size bed with her Master, Las Vegas, Caesar's Palace, dinner, show, playing craps. Her eyes popped open when she thought of how she had exposed herself in the casino and the hallway. When she thought of how her Master fucked her on the balcony she relaxed, and stretched. "Mmm... Good Morning Master," she cooed. "I've ordered breakfast slave, it should be here soon. I'm playing golf this morning so I have to take a shower. I've made an appointment for you at the spa. We'll go to the pool this afternoon when I get back. Time to get moving." Smack! He gave her a light spank on the ass as he got up and went into the bathroom. Brenda lay there listening to the shower running. She didn't want to be left alone while Master played golf! She scolded herself for thinking that. She was a slave. Slaves do what they’re told. She wondered if this sort of thing would happen often if she were a 24/7 slave. She ran over the whole confusing issue of a 24/7 slave lifestyle compared to her occasional stints as a slave. So far this was the longest consecutive period of time she had submitted to being a slave. Brenda was not complaining, even though it had only been 24 hours. She started to think about masturbating naked in the hall and getting caught by the young couple. She thought it should embarrass her but ...
    she was getting excited just thinking about it. She forced it from her mind. It occurred her spa at Caesar's Palace should be pretty nice. She started looking forward to the day. Then she heard the knock on the door followed by, "Room Service." Brenda got up and looked around. Seeing her Master's dress shirt draped over the chair she walked over and put it on. She started to button the front and then stopped. She walked to the door, holding the front of the shirt closed with one hand, just below her tits. She opened the door and saw a cute young man in uniform holding a roll cart. "Good Morning ma'am." "Good Morning, come in." Brenda turned and walked back into the room. "Would you set it up by the balcony door please." The young man pushed the cart into the room. After folding out the table leaves, he set up two chairs and removed the covers from the food. He turned and held out the bill and a pen to Brenda. Letting go of the front of the shirt, Brenda took the bill in one hand and the pen in the other. The front of her shirt opened slightly. Brenda could feel the material was still covering her tits but assumed her cunt was exposed. The thrill came back and she had a hard time figuring out how much tip to add to the bill. After signing the bill, she looked up and saw the young man staring at her cunt. She handed him the pen and bill. After taking the pen and bill from Brenda, he absentmindedly stood there with his hands out in front of him. He never took his eyes off the ...
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