Amber's loss of love

When I woke up, I was surprised to see my mom in my room.

"Master, while alone at home I watched videos on massages... May I give you a massage? It might be good for you before you have your fun with Amber later."

"Huh? What did Amber tell you?"

"Nothing specific, but she was very excited."

"Heh, alright. Sure, I'd love a massage."

I laid on my stomach, feeling my mom's hands move around my back. Her light squeezing of certain muscles helped loosen them and made me more relaxed. "Master, I'd normally go further with such a massage, but I know your attention is with Amber at the moment. Next time I'm allowed to, though, I can make sure to give you a happy ending."

"Sounds like a wonderful idea, mom." I gave her a tongue kiss while also groping one of her tits, which really got her into the mood. "Thank you for the massage, mom. I really needed it." That about finished her off. This trait was so powerful, I enjoyed it way too much. I pulled out my phone and slid Amber's love meter down to -100.

Amber

Huh? I blanked out for a second. Fuck, I was still tied up by this asshole. He even made me wear nipple clamps. I don't want to be here, but I can't leave. He even made me look like a bimbo, even Donna would be afraid of me at the moment. I hated being here, especially because it was his basement and his mom helped him. She was nice enough, but he...? Awful. Too full of himself after I foolishly told him that I had a crush on him once, became too cocky ever since. Same with his article. It just went viral and now he thinks he's so famous he can lock me up and get away with it?

He entered. I could hear every step echo in the empty basement, coming closer to me. I panicked, I wanted to get away, but I was bound to stay here. When he finally reached me, he was a bit different than I had in mind. He felt... imposing, threatening, while I felt weak, powerless, and at his mercy. Surely, this was just because I'm tied up, right? It has to be, I wouldn't just do something for a guy like him.

The disgusting pervert that he was, he ogled my body. He wanted to touch my breasts, I wanted to yell and punch, but my body froze. I was too afraid of lashing out. I turned away, I had to get away from him. I heard a zipping sound... Was it... I could smell it... It was his precum. The smell alone made me wet. I couldn't help but turn around. He was an asshole but he also... had an amazing dick. I need to snap out of it. I shouldn't do this. He just stood there, dick out. I couldn't help but come closer, I just wanted to. I needed to feel it, touch it, please it. NO AMBER, SNAP OUT OF IT. Don't please his dick. Tell him how you really feel about him, Amber.

"Fuck... my pussy, master. Fill me with your seed." No, Amber, what are you saying...? I couldn't help but hide my surprise at what I had said. He smirked, that bastard.

"Is my little bitch in heat? Needs her pussy stuffed?"

"..." I wanted to scream NO. but silence was all I could muster. He simply grabbed my head and shoved his dick in there. It was such a heavenly experience, to have his divine cock grace my throat with its presence. NO IT WASN'T. Don't lose focus Amber, he is abusing your throat. But it feels so good, it feels so right, No Amber, resist him, we hate him, he's coming... And his cum... It's so good, I need more, I want more. This cock fulfills me like nothing ever did, I'll do whatever it takes for me to get more, I'll let him do whatever he wants to get more of his dick.

I spread my legs and my pussy for him: "Master, this bitch is still in heat. Please stick your heavenly cock in here until I overflow from your juices... Ruin me, make me a mother, just PLEASE give me some of your cock."

Sadly, no THANKFULLY, he granted my wish, ruthlessly pounding my pussy. I couldn't think straight anymore. All I could think of was his dick. His dick. His dick. His dick. His dick. His-no, master's dick. Master's dick. Master's dick. Master's dick. Master's dick. MASTER'S DICK WAS CUMMING INSIDE ME. I was overjoyed and felt honored to have been chosen. Before my thoughts could even center back to him, I blacked out again.

"Holy shit master, that was hot. I was unsure if you'd pull through with this, but you went all the way. I love you, master."

"I love you too, Amber. How did it feel?"

"It was fucking amazing, you executed the idea well. I really hated you for no discernible reason, but then you just unzipped your pants and it all just... melted away. I just couldn't resist your cock. It felt so wrong, so helpless, and so, so fucking hot, master."

"I love that we can do this together, Amber. I love fulfilling your fantasies together."

"M-My fantasies, master? What about yours? You're my master, you're supposed to call the shots here."

"Amber, I love participating in your fantasies, I love making you happy this way. You have no idea how well our fantasies overlap. I enjoy what we do here just as much as you do. And that's why I want you to be honest with me about these things, I liked a lot so far already, if you have more, we'll probably both enjoy them."

"M-Master, you're still hard. May I...?"

"I have a better idea for now, Amber. Here's a collar. I want you to wear it as a sign of our relationship." I put it on excitedly. With how we acted together and loved each other, I already accepted that he owned me, the collar was just an extra symbol, a reminder of who I was: his. "And to truly show who owns you... Show off your body, Amber." I dutifully spread my legs and master started masturbating. He came onto my face and my tits. "You're not gonna take a shower or wipe any of this off before you go to sleep, okay?" It would be hard to resist the temptation to lick up master's cum, but his orders are absolute.

"Thank you so much for today, master."

After that, he left me alone again, today was another workday. Well, in about an hour. I was unsure what to do, until someone called me. It was Donna, nice! I accepted the call and realized in horror that it was a video call. I quickly grabbed a blanket and covered my newly voluptuous breasts and ass.

"Hey Amber, how are you?"

"I'm good Donna, why do you call so early?"

"Amber, are you tied to a pole? What's that on your face? Where are you?" I froze. Oh no, what do I do now? I had to think, but I remembered Donna being at high SP already, plus she is a very sexual person, I only really had one chance.

"Oh this? James did it for me, we got a bit kinky."

"Damn Amber, I didn't know you had it in you! Can you still work?"

"Y-Yeah, he gave me a chair and table to work from. I even have the keys to the handcuffs, I'll unlock myself later."

"Haha, alright then Amber, have fun. But just one question... I wanted to go drink with my colleagues tonight, to celebrate that Beth trusts me this much. Can I convince you to join James and Christine and me somehow? I mean not like James can fuck you when he's with me anyway." Oh fuck, now I realized what master meant when he told me that he wanted to be careful with body modifications. Even if Donna was at full SP by now, Christine sure as hell wasn't. I can't show up like this, I don't have clothes for this either...

"I'm sorry Donna, but no. After this week, I promise, okay? This... arrangement won't be permanent."

"Okay Amber, I understand. Sigh."

"I'll be there to celebrate when you actually do get the promotion, okay Donna? I believe in you."

"Haha, a deal's a deal then, Amber. You'll come and if I feel like it, I'm gonna keep him for the evening... if he agrees."

There were the submission points, about time. Isabella and I were way more subservient than Donna, but maybe that's just because of the relationships master has with each one of us? I mean, I wanted to serve from the start, and Isabella lives for his praise, practically. Master started hanging out with Donna because of her looks and because he thought she was a nice person, plus Donna is a more independent woman amyway. "Alright, see ya."

"Bye."

Phew, bullet dodged. I briefly informed master of Donna's plans.