Punishment

Rex then lets go of Clara and says "Stand up for me Morgan."

"Yes Master."

Once I'm standing, Rex motions to his kitchen island. "Bend over. Both of you."

"Yes Master." We both say in unison.

We both strut over to where Master had told us to and bend over, arching our backs as we brace our hands on the island top. Rex heads over to us, removing his belt along the way. As soon as he's behind me, he starts rubbing it against my ass cheeks, before saying "So you've been telling all your friends about me?"

"No Master. Just Clara."

"You sure about that?"

"Yes Master."

His belt suddenly crashes against my ass. "You know what will happen if my daughter finds out."

"Ah... Yes Master. Sorry Master."

"Did you tell Meghan?" Clara interjects, causing Rex to slap my ass once more.

"Who's Meghan?" He snarls.

"M-my co-worker... She doesn't know."

"You sure?"

"Yes Master."

"What if I did want to meet her?"

"I could make it happen."

"Good girl." He takes a few steps towards Clara. "Now what about you. Did you tell anyone else about me?"

"No Master."

"Mhmm... You've both been such good girls for me."

I hear a meaty thud, which I know for damn sure isn't his belt, rather it's that battering ram of a cock he has. I want to just pounce on the man, but deep down I know how that's going to end up, as much as it frustrates me.

"Oh fuck... That's a big dick." Clara says.

"I told you he had a huge one." I add.

"You like 'em big Clara?"

"I like any way I can get them Master."

"You think you're ready for this one?"

"Yes Master."

I watch as Clara's jaw drops, the wet sound of Master's big cock entering her slick slit hitting my ears. I hate it. I'm here bent over ready to go and he's railing Clara instead. She's already had one orgasm. The one that I gave her, and now she's getting Master's full attention. Maybe he just wants to try out the new girl, or maybe he's trying to punish me. Either way, he's certainly doing the later.

Even if the ear-to-ear smile she had didn't say it, every moan she lets out speaks of her pleasure and it's maddening, knowing that's getting what I so desperately crave. Clara wouldn't, or couldn't hold back either as she screamed like a banshee. "AH FUCK! Just like that just like that! Keeping fucking me!"

I wonder if I should touch myself. Maybe I'll get the relief I desperately crave, but I'll probably be denied Master's cock too. I'm sure he'll reward me too. I mean, after all, I brought him another loyal subject to have fun with. And he's certainly enjoying it, smiling from ear to ear as sweat pours down his forehead. As his face turns red I wonder if he can hold out much longer. I know most men would be done now. Hell, Rex would've probably finished by now if I hadn't been draining his balls for the last week.

The only thing that gives me a sliver of hope is watching Clara's arms tremble and her face tense up. Maybe she'll hit her climax before Rex does. Her knees seem to buckle as she lets out a cry, right before she finally finds herself shuddering and sliding off of Master's cock. Clara lands on the kitchen island, before dropping to her knees, panting heavily as she recovers.

"You okay?" I ask.

"Never better."

I look over at Master, who's still gasping, sweat pouring down his tomato red face.

"So, is it my turn, Master?"