New mornings, old problems

James

I had woken up early again. I don't think I needed to wake up this early anymore, but with my life being so enjoyable, it was hard to try to convince myself to stay in bed longer. I started to dress myself. Actually, why did I do that, not like Amber would mind... Then the doorbell rang. At 7AM, on a Sunday. What the fuck?

I opened the door, and a cute woman, probably my age, stood there, it was still dark, as we were only a week away from the shortest days in December. She wore a coat that highlighted her breasts more than my barely awake 7AM brain could handle. She also had a notepad in her hand.

"James Goodman, right? Caretaker of the GRC?"

"Y-Yes?"

"My name is Megan Dapy and I'm an investigative reporter. Got the last mayor to resign in shame. Anyway, what do you have to say about the released video showing GRC owner and your father attempting to **** a woman?" Megan -19SP

My phone buzzed, it was Jane.

"Hey James, sorry for the early call, but your hunch about the **** was right and they released the video overnight. We'll hold a press conference at 4PM in the afternoon, you're invited to answer questions from reporters."

"Thank you, I'll be there." I put away my phone. "I'm sorry Miss... Dapy, was it?"

"Yes."

"Well, Miss Dapy, the police have already investigated and will present their initial findings at a press conference at 4PM, I'll be there too. I'm sorry but you'll have to wait."

"Ugh, here goes my scoop. Woke up super early for this too and had to do some snooping to find out who's responsible for GRC at the moment. Could you at least give me a head start, so I can finish the article early? From one writer to another, timing and speed is everything in our day and age."

"No Miss Dapy, I truly have nothing to say that the police department won't be able to say. I'll be nice enough and explicitly tell you that I fully cooperated with the police investigation."

"Not much of an admission, that was already implied by your first sentence. But it's alright, I'll go home now." Megan +8SP (-11SP)

"Actually, Ms. Dapy, I just finished making some coffee, I'll give you a cup so you don't fall asleep on your way back." I run back in, close the door behind me, and grab the coffee I prepared. It was meant for mom, but I can always make another, I guess. "Here you go, Ms. Dapy. You can return the cup la-" She had already gulped it down. "Uh, you sure you didn't burn anything."

"It'sh fine. I'll go now." Megan +1SP (-10SP)

I needed to go now too. I wanted to visit Amber.

Amber

I knew it. Master was too kind. Sure, he honored my request, but only barely. I could tell by the little window light that came in, that the sun was already rising. So yes, he did technically load up my pussy with his semen while I was asleep like I suggested, but he did it so that I would wake up quickly after or during it. And he was still here.

"Amber, you know, I've had a little fun coming up with ways to keep you here. I mean you'll be lonely between mom's visits here. I bought you something to keep you entertained."

"What is it, master?"

He opened his hand and I could see two nipple clamps. He attached them to my nipples, they were surprisingly soft, yet also firm. They remind me of master in a way. Oh speaking of boobs, they had become massive overnight. It's been about half a day only, and yet my new tits can rival Donna's. And my ass well... it was difficult to see. I wanted to feel my ass and nearly slapped myself, surprised at how much it had grown.

"Do you like your new look?"

"Of course, master. I can't wait to please you when everything is done."

"You're always so eager Amber." He pulled my head towards him, as far as my handcuffed arm allowed that, at least. He hugged me. "And that's why I love you so much. You're the push I need to try out new things, to get new things going. I will always give you a choice to leave everything behind, Amber, but truly, I wish that day never comes. If it wasn't for that lovely night we had last week... We would never do this. I know we both like it when I'm in charge, but you've always been such a help. You've been the one that needed to come into my life to shatter the walls I built around myself, and I want to thank you for that, by taking your desires for me seriously. If you don't mind, I bought a few nick-knacks for you to wear. I think I'll spread them out through the week. Amber, in the future, I want you to be open about ideas you want to try in the bedroom, and tell me about them, even if they might not be what I desire most. I'll decide what we do."

"O-Okay, master. It feels wrong to... tell you what to do, though."

"It's okay, Amber, you aren't giving orders, just suggestions. Your master sadly is just human, we all make mistakes and overlook things. Amber, I want your honest feedback. Did you enjoy waking up like this? Was it as good as you had hoped?"

Master told me to be honest. I hope it doesn't hurt his feelings. "I'm torn on it, master. There's something unbelievably hot about knowing you've been used while you slept, being so irresistible, such an easy target. But also... I wish I was conscious while it happened. To feel the pleasure, to see you enjoy it too. I think I prefer it while conscious."

"Then that's what we'll do from now on, Amber. And if you ever change your mind, I'll think about it. You're mine now, and I'll take good care of you."

Hearing these words made me tear up. I hugged master. Well, with one arm. The other arm was stopped dead in its tracks by a clanging of metal on metal. "I love you so much, master. I'm so glad we get to do this." I kissed him, our tongues swirling around each other for what felt like ages, until we let go of each other. It was such a beautiful moment. I want to be with master as long as I live, if he agrees with that. I can't and don't want to live without him anymore.

After a while, he had to leave, and my day became slowly more torturous. Isabella's breakfast was nice, but every form of entertainment was out of reach. All I could do was masturbate. But master forbade me to orgasm, and so I didn't. I couldn't, even, the Orgasm Lock ensured that. But I kind of enjoyed it. It felt like the right thing to do. I was locked up in master's basement and he may appear at any moment, I should probably be in the mood and wet for him whenever he appears. Fuck, my tits have become so large, I couldn't even see my fingers anymore, no matter how I rubbed my pussy. Eventually, it happened. I was careless. A mix of my intensive rubbing and my newly fun-sized tits bouncing around a lot as I pleasure myself, a nipple clamp got yoinked off. Fuck, it hurt. Not the clamp. The disobedience. Master told me to wear them and I accidentally removed them. I was a bad subject, he was too nice for me if I dared to do these things.

Maybe, just maybe, I can save myself. I will tell master what happened. And I will try my best to get the clamp back. Master had raised my handcuff again, so that kneeling was the default, as he liked it. In this basement, my only purpose was serving him, after all. With the raised handcuff, I had a lower radius to work with, but with my pinky toe I could snatch the nipple clamp again. Eagerly, I grabbed it, and quickly re-attached it. Phew. Saved from having been too disobedient.

After a while, including multiple visits from Isabella who also gave me lunch, master finally appeared again. I was so happy to see him! Every step echoed around the empty basement, I breathed heavily in the anticipation of what he might want me to do.

"Liking your clamps, Amber?"

"Yes, master. I was masturbating earlier and one accidentally fell off, I'm so sorry. But I got it back and re-attached it! I hope you can forgive me for my carelessness, master."

"Of course I can, Amber. You're nearly done and I think you're holding up really well. I love the results so far. If I can, I'll titfuck you in the evening. Isabella has cleaned you, right?"

"Yeah she did, why?"

He dove straight to my pussy, no questions, no warnings, just doing what he wants to do. And I love the results. I could feel his tongue everywhere I wanted it to go, over and over, and over again. I had masturbated all day long, so all it took was his permission to finally be able to cum. I sullied master's face, but he didn't mind.

"I probably won't return before dinner, Amber. Since you have nothing to do, I decided that I'll allow you to come outside of work hours and only when alone in this basement."

"M-Master, this might unleash a monster in me. I can't do much else here." He smrkled. "Or do you want that monster, master?"

"I wanna see where you end up if you do this long enough. But only do what you like to do!"

"Alright, master. Love you. Will you come by later again?"

"I plan to, yes."

My eyes beamed with excitement.