Serving Master

After your fun in the showers was over you returned upstairs to Master’s bedroom. You found him sitting on the side of the bed naked going over something on his laptop.

Crawling on your hands and knees towards him like you were ordered to do when in his room, you wordlessly kneeled next to him. His hand grabs your hair and pulls it to his crotch and you know what to do. Mumbling to himself about investments and partnerships, the only reaction to you licking the head of his cock and starting to suck it was his stiffening erection. That was alright though, for Master to give you any kind of attention beyond using you as a cum dumpster was unusual as you learned in your short time here so far. Your job was just to keep him satisfied and that meant swallowing his cum daily. He liked your mouth, you could tell. Probably better than any of the other servants here. Better than Emma even, who had been here the longest.

You stroked your own cock as you sucked his, but not to completion. Just to give yourself some pleasure while serving your master. Besides, sucking him off turned you on like nothing else. It was something about being used as little more than a living fleshlight that made you so goddamn horny.

His cum was salty and tangy as he held your head down on his cock. You were getting used to the taste at this point. After every drop was swallowed you thanked him for it and crawled into the cage he has for you underneath his bed.

You fell asleep to dreams of naked bodies and of bathing in cum.