Details of Kianna’s Checkup

I walked in, using my key to let myself in, intending to amuse myself by surprising her, only to find her in Asa’s bedroom, waiting for me.

I smirked to myself and walked forward. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

“Your concubine, waiting for you, master.”

I kissed her and activated the Orgasm Control making her cum. Her eyes widened as she seemed to cum just from a single kiss, the best kiss she’d ever had, but still.

“M-m-master, Asa said you might have something wrong and needed a secret check-up, without anyone knowing. I can handle that, b-b-b-but I need you to let me check you out. Please, master, I’ll do anything if you let me…”

I smiled. “But you’ll do anything regardless, so that’s not an incentive,” I said, running a hand over her lush tits, down to her exposed panties.

“M-m-m-aster, please?”

I took pity on her. “Silly concubine. If you want me to do something, then you need to make it fun for me. Make it a game.”

She blinked and considered. “Master, what if we played charades to figure out what I needed you to do?”

I laughed. “Nah…here’s what we’ll do. Since I’m a nice man, I’ll give an example. I’m going to fuck your throat, while you try to tell me what you need me to do. I’ll write it down as we go. Every one that’s correct, I’ll do. Anything you haven’t managed to ask for, you’ll have to figure out a game to get me to go along.”

She stared at me, but then jumped up and clapped her hands, eagerly. A moment later, I was naked. I gave her a calm look, “Go get me a pad of paper, if you want to do this.” That phrasing was unkind, but she scampered off.

As soon as I had the pad (and the pen, which she was smart enough to also bring, denying me an excuse to do this twice, or punish her), my cock was down her throat. At first, I actually fucked her throat, trying to interpret her **** gags and the few whispers she managed whenever I let her breathe. I got ‘stethescope for heart, blood pressure and thermometer,’ as well as an ocean of phlegm.

Then I got curious and lay down. “Keep sucking that dick, I’ve had a long day and think you should do the work,” I ordered. She obediently got to work.

She did try to take advantage, getting out ‘head to toe physical exam’ before I snapped to my feet and got back to work. As the cum boiled in my balls and my concubine did her best to convince me to let her help keep me healthy, I pushed ever deeper into her throat, to depths no one else had ever reached, stretching her, claiming her, again, always and she eagerly welcomed it, because she wanted me to be healthy, to live longer, to be her master for the rest of her life.

I stretched my arms, “Keep going, no more cheating, while I rest my arms,” I ordered and she obediently continued my motions, literally **** herself on my dick, for my pleasure and health. That was power, that was control.

My hand fell to her head as I grunted and nutted, first down her throat, then in her mouth, then all over her face, forcing her to cum too. She choked, swallowed and coughed, then tried to say something, only for my still hard cock to slide in and out, teasing her.

Finally, I stopped, “Blood draw and…well, I guess I don’t need a semen sample. But your cum is soooo tasty,” she licked her lips. “I’ll check that too.”

Fuck, I guess that was suspicious to someone who’d drunk as much of it as her…

I read out the list and she looked almost disappointed that it was everything as she’d clearly thought of another game, one where I use her ‘peach’ and she tries to speak through the inevitable orgasms that result.

That also sounded like fun, but for now, I let her examine me, though as she did, I smiled,

“You know, there’s only two parts of your life which I’m not part of yet. Your job and your church. I own your family and your home. And now you’re surrendering your professional ethics and risking your job for me.” I groped her as she tried to do everything professionally.

“Master, I am yours.”

“Indeed. And church is mine too, after all, I’m your god aren’t I?”

“Yes, master!”

“You’ve been trying to fix me up with women from your church.”

She froze, nervous. Despite her words, she definitely didn’t want me marrying anyone else.

“But I have no need for that now. I’ll claim more women, maybe more godly women, but for now, I need women with secular authority, wealth, or power. Anyone with less than Diamond simply isn’t worth my time. They also have to be attractive, of course. And I’ll want a full file on any potential candidates, pictures, reasons and resources.”

Kianna nodded obediently, but there was something in her face.

“What are you afraid of?”

“I…I don’t have as much as Diamond.”

I smirked and grabbed her tits. “You have other assets.”

“So, women with large breasts too?”

“Don’t be silly. I have you for that. In fact, I’ll use you for that right now. Titjob.”

She obeyed instantly.

It took us five tries to get a reasonable blood pressure measurement, but we got there in the end. And I got a very tasty lunch out of it, served to me by a very naked Kianna.