You can't quench your lust

From that day you masturbate every day after you come from work and before falling asleep. Every time you think about Josh while doing so. You don't understand it. But for some reason every time you masturbate, he's all he you can think about.

One day you're closing the door behind you when Josh leaves his apartment as well. You take a one look at him and you're weak at your knees. Josh wears shorts and shoes for running. And that's it. He doesn't have any shirt so you can take a good look at his chest. And what a good chest that is! You're pretty sure you're about to drool any moment now.

'Hi, Jane,' Josh greets you with a smile.

'Hi, Josh,' you say, your voice weak. Josh looks you up and down and grins.

'You look really nice today, Jane,' he praises you. Instantly, you become wet.

'T-T-Thank you, sir,' you say. You frown. What did you just call him? Josh smiles at you and stretches slightly.

'Well, it's nice outside this morning so I'm off for some running,' he says. 'Have a nice day, Jane.'

'You, too, sir,' you say and blink. You did it again. Why? But then Josh turns on his iPod. You hear the music from his headphones and you forget what was worrying you. You shrug and go to work.

But you can't concentrate that day on work. Your thoughts keep drifting to Josh. And his naked chest. It was a magnificent chest. Finally, you have enough and rush to the restroom. You hide in one of the stalls and start masturbating furiously. Josh's face and chest keep flashing in your mind.

'Josh... sir... Oh!' you moan quietly and pick up the pace. Soon you come and exhale slowly. But that doesn't sate your lust. In fact, you find yourself coming to the restroom very often to masturbate that day. But you're still not satisfied. You're also not satisfied when you come back home. Or for the next days as well.

***

Your insatiable lust becomes a problem for you. All your free time you either masturbate or watch porn. And not just any porn. In every scenario you watch, a girl is a **** to her male companion. With time you start imagining yourself as a **** girl. And your master is always Josh.

One day you've just come from your fantasy when there's a knock on your door. You stand up on your wobbly legs and walk to the front door. You open it and freeze. There stands Josh in all his glory. Slowly, you sink on your knees. He smiles down at you and caresses your cheek.

'There,' he says softly. 'That's where you truly belong, isn't it?'

'Yes, sir,' you say meekly. Josh takes his hand and pats your head.

'Good girl,' he praises you, satisfied. The praise makes you wet. You shiver and look up at him in awe.

'Tell me, what were you doing before I came in?' Josh asks.

'I... I... I was masturbating, sir,' you answer, a little embarrassed.

'To what?' Josh asks.

'To porn... sir,' you whisper.

'What kind of porn?' Josh asks.

'The kind of where a girl was a **** to a man, sir,' you answer, blushing.

'And?' Josh asks, raising his eyebrows.

'And I was imagining I'm the **** girl and your my master, sir,' you whisper after a moment. Josh smiles and pats your head again.

'You don't have to imagine it anymore, babygirl,' he says. 'From now on I'm your Master... and you're my Sex ****.'

'Thank you... Master,' you whisper, looking at Josh with gratitude, grateful he showed you what your true place in the world is.