Your new life starts in earnest.

The next day, you wake up with a dick in your face. The same thing, the day after that. And the day after. And so on and so on. For weeks now, he wakes you up by shoving his cock in your mouth. Most times he doesn't even make you give him a proper blowjob. He just fucks your face, only needing a hole to get rid of his morning wood.
Usually, after he's done dumping his load, he commands you to "Stay there until I return." and leaves for... whatever it is he does. And you just sit there, often for hours on end. The feeling only returns to your body whenever the front door opens and Jake returns, normally when the sun is down. Then, he strips down, takes a seat in his favorite chair and has you give him a proper blowjob. He then leaves you on the couch and you try to get some sleep, only for the morning to come and the cycle begins anew. Your whole life revolves around sucking Jake's cock.
Today, things change up a little.

It starts off fairly normal. You get woken up by Jake smacking you in the face with his dick. Jerking his shaft a bit, he says "Good morning."
You sit up, say "Yeah, sure." back to him and lean in to start sucking.
"You've been doing very well, Nikki." he says.
You look up at him. You take the dick out of your mouth and take a breath. "What do you mean?"
He puts a hand on the back of your head and guides his dick back into your mouth. "What I mean is that you give great head."
"And I think that deserves a reward." Great. Such a generous soul. "So, I going to let you move around while I'm gone today." Oh.
He pulls you off of him and you say "Really?"
He caresses your cheek. "I want to make this clear. This is a show of trust. I am trusting you to not make a mess of this place or do anything else to make me... unhappy? Understand."
You think on it for a moment. You could do a lot of shit to this place. Jake would probably bring down hell on you for it, but it would be worth it.
You were thinking for too long it seems because Jake gives you a firm slap across your cheek.
"Do you understand?" he says.
"Yes." you meekly reply "I'll be like a saint."

"Good. Finish me off with your hands."
You quickly jerk him off. Soon, he shoots thick ropes of cum all over your face. With nothing to clean it off with, you have **** but to leave it there.
Soon enough, he gets dresses and leaves you alone. This is the first time in you don't know how many days that you've been able to walk around on your own. It's a sense of freedom that you aren't used to.
I mean, your still stuck in the weird 1%-er bachelor pad of your, well, master. (for lack of a better term) But it's better than nothing, right? Yeah right.