"I HAVEN'T CUM IN HOURS."

"What?" you blink in startled surprise. Could Master really be expecting to fuck you within the first minutes of your job?

Master makes a disappointed tisking sound with his tongue and you realize you have already failed your first task.

"Ohhhh! Master. My apologies of course!"

He motions for you to come into his office and you obediently follow.

The room is impressive. Everywhere you look is something to demonstrate Master's power. The ceiling is as tall as any cathedral you have seen. The far wall is made entirely of one pane of glass. You can't imagine how expensive it must be, but it offers an unimpeded view of the skyline of Master's territory.

Massive marble statues of naked women raise like columns around the perimeter of the room. Each has been exquisitely crafted with the utmost detail. The statues show each woman's thin form stretched towards the ceiling within their various rope and chain bindings. Despite all of the statue women being bound, each of them have slightly different details. Their hair is in different styles. Each of them have slightly different facial details in differing expressions of pain, fear, and pleasure. You feel your pussy flush with arousal as you imagine yourself in each one of their demonstrated positions.

The centerpiece of the room is Master's desk. It is a mix of dark masculine woods and metals. The smooth surface of the desk is intricately carved into a maze of women's bodies. Each one pleasuring the next in an unending chain of lust. Built into the desk are two bronze statues of women on their backs arching their breasts towards the sky. Like all of the depictions of women in the room their arms are bound, but these women have enough freedom to extend their hands upwards off the desk above their heads.

Your heart sinks when you see the most impressive element of Master's office. A giant hologram shimmers in the air above Master's desk. It is of Master's most prized treasures. He has captured you and Yoshino, bound together on your first night in his room. The hologram is incredibly detailed. Subtle movements of your bodies show that the hologram is actually a recording. Yoshino and your lips interlock in kiss. Your bodies quiver in orgasm after orgasm as your clitoral augments **** and stimulated you. You remember you had been left there for hours. He probably had plenty of footage for the hologram. Having two heredisfactorem within his harem was a prize he wanted anyone to see upon first entering his office.

Your face flushes with embarrassment which elicits another booming laugh from Master in response.

"HAHAHAHAHAH! HOW I LOVE WATCHING YOU SQUIRM, MY LITTLE PET! NOW COME HERE SO THAT I MIGHT USE THAT BODY AGAIN!"

Nervously you drop to your knees before him in the center of his large office. You feel your large breasts bounce within the tight confines of your top as your knees hit the cold marble floor. From far above you, Master's eyes seem to notice as well.

"SHOW ME THOSE AMAZING TITS I GAVE YOU," He says in a low command.

The large shadow of his form falls over your little body as he approaches. You stare up at him in nervous apprehension. Master's wide seven foot tall form is terribly impressive. His eyes bore intensely down at you over his immense gut. You attempt to stare up alluringly at him. He removes his shirt exposing his scarred skin and fat coated muscles. The belt strains around his wide waist above your head. Something large stirs beneath the folds of his thick pants inches from your face. Your training you've been subjected to under Mistress Jade has conditioned your body to respond. Dampness grows on the thin fabric of your thong.

Slowly you unbutton your suite jacket and shrug it off of your bare shoulders. The cold air of the room envelops your bare skin and you feel your pierced nipples stiffen against the thin fabric of your blouse. A smile crosses Master's face as you reach down and attempt to pull the little tank top off over your head. You tug with as much strength as you can muster. The fabric fights to expand around your massive F-cup tits. With one last cute little grunt, you succeed at the herculean task of freeing your tits and getting the tank top over your head. Your breasts spring to life as they expand beyond their fabric prison and the ruby lined tassels hanging from your hoop nipple rings tickle your skin.

Master's cock continues to stiffen and fight the confines of his pants. Behind his smile you can see the strain of the pressure building within him. He needs relief and you are the only one capable of giving it to him.