Some simple actions

Steve retrieved a video camera and tripod from a cabinet and set it up. When I say 'action,' do a slutty striptease while telling me how much you want me to fuck you up your tight, hot asshole. Do it as authentically as possible, and don't forget to call me 'Master.'" He pointed the camera at Joey. "Action!"

Joey started to gyrate and shimmy. "Oh, Master, I really need you to fuck me up my tight, hot asshole," she said in breathy voice. "I'm so in need of a good butt fucking, Master." She pulled her dress off. She was now naked accept for her shoes. She ran her hands down her body. "Oh my god, I need Master's cock up my ass."

"Cut! Good enough. Climb on that." He pointed to the leather and wooden contraption where she would kneel on with her legs spread.

Joey climbed up on it, and Steven strapped her legs in place. He bent her over the top and secured her wrists to the backside.

"I'm going to paddle you. After ever hit, you will say 'thank you, Master, may I have another.' It's old fashioned, but I think it's funny." He pointed the camera at Joey and retrieved a paddle from the opposite wall. He swatted Joey's ass.

"Ow! Thank you, Master, may I have another?"

WHACK!

"Ow! Thank you, Master, may I have another?"

He kept paddling the helpless Joey until her ass was bright red, and she was sweating and panting. He then stripped and moved behind her. "When I fuck you up the ass, you'll beg me to keep going and tell me how much you need it." He worked his cock into Joey's tight, virgin anus.

"Meemmpph! Please keeping fucking my anus, Master! I need it sooo much!"

Steven kept fucking Joey's ass as she kept begging him to keep going. Joey lost track of time, but it seemed to go on forever. Finally Steven came inside of her and pulled out. He turned the camera off and freed Joey. "Suck my cock clean."

Joey obeyed.

"There's a bathroom in there," Steven pointed to a door. "Shower. There are towels and a blow dryer in there. I'll have Maid bring you some make up. I want you to look pretty and tasteful. Do not talk to Maid. Just do what I want."

Steven gathered his clothes and left.

Joey showered and dried her body and hair. Maid came down with a make-up bag and hairbrush. She said nothing to Joey, and Joey said nothing to her, but tried to plead with her eyes, but to no avail. After she was finished, Maid told her to put her dress back on and follow her.

Joey put her dress on and followed Maid up to the dining room. Where Steven was at one end of a ten foot dining table. Maid pointed to the chair at the opposite end, and Joey sat down.

"I'm thinking hot turkey and swiss on Jewish rye with baby spinach and spicy mustard, cole slaw, and sparkling water," said Steven.

"Very good, Master."

"After lunch, I'll inspect the toilets and see if you can remove your diaper."

"Thank you, Master." Maid left.

"So, wondering about Maid?"

Joey nodded.

"Interesting story, but first I want to hear about you."