A last test

You sat down to a lovely dinner of steak and potatoes in the dining room. Also at the table were 18-19 youths your age or older as well as 4 adults who you assumed staffed the house in different ways. You were introduced to everyone as you ate.

Just as you were finishing your meal, John spoke up:

“Now, I’m happier than anyone to see you adjust so quickly to life here. It usually takes our younger staff a few days and some encouragement to get used to this kind of lifestyle.”

“It’s all pretty cool!” You reply “I actually kinda fantasized about stuff like this a couple times, but I never thought I’d actually get to do it.”

“Very true. To be honest, if you hadn’t been so receptive to it you would have ended up in a collar like them.”

“Lucky me then. I would have hated it!”

John got up then, standing next to your chair. He seemed pretty intimidating as he towered over you, even though his voice remained as jovial as it had always been. His cock was so close to you now you could smell the scent of sex from earlier that afternoon. Something clattered on the table next to you plate. Looking down, it was a golden collar just like the kind the other staff wore.

“How can I be sure that you won’t suddenly back out? I don’t want a protege that refuses to do anything necessary to succeed.”

Realizing what he was implying, and a little afraid of having to be a 24/7 sub, you thought fast to think of a way to prove your dedication.

“No need to threaten Uncle,” you said as you touched his cock with your hands, stroking it in front of all the others at the table. If this was a test, it would be one you passed with flying colors. “I wouldn’t dream of disappointing you.”

You licked the head, tasting the remnants of Emma’s juices on them before sucking on it in earnest. All senses of shame or prudishness forgotten even though you were doing this in front of strangers and naked. You’d take dick or eat pussy in front of your parents if it meant keeping this life.

His cock was bigger in your mouth than you were expecting, but you managed. The taste of Emma actually improved the flavor. You suck his cock aggressively, determined not to hesitate or show any trepidation. In return you hear his moans and feel his hand on the back of your head guiding you. It doesn’t take long before his hips begin to buck a your mouth is filled with the taste of warm cum. Going the extra mile, you open your mouth to show it to him before swallowing it all.

“See? I told you. I belong here.”

“You certainly do” he says.