My eyes open. I can feel mistress's breath on my back. I carefully slide out from her embrace, slowly to not wake her. As I slip out from under the sheets, I carefully lift them back over, tucking her back in. I sneak out of the room, avoiding the creaky floorboards, slowly closing the door behind me.

My body still aches with need from the night before as I prepare mistresses' coffee and breakfast, two slices of toast, one egg, scrambled. As I stir the eggs I feel my mind spin, scrambling my thoughts in the process. My focus is on the task, not on my aching body.

The door creaks open as mistress awakens to the smell of breakfast. She sits down at the counter and I present her with her food and coffee. She smiles appreciatively and tells me to go get ready for work. I thank her and walk off, lingering for a moment next to her so that she may grope me. She can tell how needy I am by my moans and arousal. Pleased she slaps my ass and sends me on my way.

I proceed to the bathroom, finally allowed to bathe and clean myself of the sweat and smell of her sex. She will make me pleasure her again tonight but will not allow me to go out improper. I wash my face, fix my hair, and make myself look proper. Moving to the closet I choose a toy, slipping it inside my ass with ease. I proceed to put on my clothes, hiding the toy inside of me so that only mistress and I know my secret.

I return to the living room. Mistress is sitting on the couch, talking on the phone, fingers stroking her cock. She gestures me to kneel before her. Her breathing heavy, I quickly wrap my lips around her cock, quickly burying my face to her hips, the hair of her bush still rich in the scent of our activities last night. I feel her twitch in my throat and feel the warm gush of cum. She holds my head tightly, her words a mumble in the back of my mind.

She grips my chin and lifts my head up, wiping the drool from my lips. She smiles at my vacant expression and tells me to leave for work. My mind goes blank.

I awake in a bathroom stall. I am holding my phone, my underwear shoved in my mouth to stifle my moans. The message on my phone blurs before my eyes. Words appear, commands, they echo in my ears. Touch, tease, toy, please. My eyes roll up into my head as I approach release, I ache for it, but it never comes. I groan, gasping and panting into the gag.

Slowly my hand removes itself from my body, both hands gripping the phone. I can hear others in the bathroom as I return to my senses. I return the phone to my pocket and redress myself. I close my eyes and take a breath. My mind goes blank.

I wake in the backseat of my car. There is another person there, one of mistress's friends. He guides my hand to his cock. His pants are pulled down to his knees. I reach out, taking it in my hand. Slowly I stroke it up and down. He is not as big as mistress but it is wider. He leans back moaning as I pleasure him. He needs release, it is my job to provide it. I lower my head, taking his tip in my mouth. I trace it with my tongue. He is saltier than mistress, and far less gentle. He grips my head, thrusting up into my mouth. I allow him to use me because that are my orders. I am nothing more than a toy for his pleasure now. It does not take long for him to cum, filling my mouth. I swallow it down and thank him for using me before returning to the front seat. I drive him home in a daze.

Once home I return to the bedroom, undressing. I put on my headphones, mistresses voice echoing through them. My mind goes blank as my body moves on its own. I can see mistress has friends over, my job is to prepare dinner for them all, that is what the voice in my head tells me to do. I obey the voice. The voice's command is my only focus.

I prepare dinner with haste. I can tell mistress and her friends are watching me. My naked body tempts them but my mistress refuses to let my work be interrupted for their pleasure. After cooking, while they eat I will serve them, pleasuring them under the table. Each one will be satisfied, that is her will.

I set the table and serve them eagerly. After the meal my stomach is full of cum and a light dinner. My face is coated in cum. My body aches to be touched.

I clean the table and do the dishes. While that happens I watch as they fuck, each one pleasuring eachother. My body aches to join by mistress's voice forbids it. Instead I retire to the bedroom, returning the headphones to where I found them. I go into the closet and return with the vibrator. I climb onto the bed, spread my legs and place the vibrator between them. I turn it on, the vibrations pulsing into my aching sex with need. My mind goes blank.

I awake to my mistress guiding me onto all fours. She guides her cock into my ass stretching me wide. She orders me to remain still as she uses me for pleasure. I oblige her as her will is my own. She grips my hair, tugging my head back as she empties into me for the second time today. She does not let up though, instead riding me with further need.

The pleasure overwhelms me. I ache to feel her inside of me. I ache to feel her pleasure as she uses me. I am her subservient pet. I am mistress's plaything. I am her servant and devoted worshipper. Her pleasure is all I crave. I do as she says, I am all she wants.

"Cum...."

She whispers it in my ear and white hot pleasure erupts within me. I cum crying out in silent pleasure as my body is wracked with release. I can feel her hold me close as she cums with me. Her body trembling against mine as our pleasure intertwines together.

We collapse against the bed in a sweat drenched heap. She does not pull out of me. Instead she pulls the covers over us, her words slowly guiding me to sleep. Tomorrow I will awake again, to pleasure mistress, to serve her will. I am so lucky to have met mistress. Now I must rest for her. Now I must sleep.

My mind goes blank.