Carrie's morning

The next morning I woke and stretched my body. I'd slept well. I checked and Master was still sleeping. I got up on my knees and crawled over to the side of the bed. Master was sleeping soundly. I watched him breathe and thought about slipping in and waking him with a blowjob. I know he likes that. But I was afraid I would wake him too early. God I hate not knowing what to do. Damn him why can't he just take over and tell me what he wants. I'm much better when I'm given instructions. I knelt there just looking at him. Even though he's old, he still looks pretty good, I mean for an old guy. I know his cock works. I looked at the clock and I remember him saying he had to work today. It's almost six o'clock. His alarm should be going off soon.

Then it hit me, I quickly crawled out of his room and to the kitchen. I made a pot of coffee and stood by his door listening for his alarm. Sure enough, at six fifteen it rang. I rushed to the kitchen, poured a cup and hurried back. I opened the door just after he shut off his alarm and stretched. I walked in, knelt, and held out his coffee. I glanced up and smiled at the surprised look on his face.

"Thank you Carrie, this is a nice surprise." He said. I know I blushed, but I couldn't help it. Just those few words made my body tingle and my mind gush. Oh please don't get rid of me, I prayed silently.

Master slowly got up and headed for the bathroom. I followed close behind. I wanted to serve him and the only way I knew to do that was to be by his side. When he got to the door, he turned and looked at me following behind him.

"Carrie, I can do this by myself." He chuckled.

"Yes Master, but I'm here to serve and I want to serve you." I answered. "Please Master let me serve you?" I asked.

Master Mark looked at me and shook his head, "What am I going to do with you?" He asked I'm guessing it was to his self because before I could answer he said, "Okay come on." And walked into the bathroom.

For some reason I felt my body tingle and my pussy buzzed. My training required me to be ready to serve my owner in any way they desired. Usually that meant me sucking their cocks, or eating their pussy. But I needed to be ready if they wanted more. But I usually had to massage my clit to get myself moist so it wouldn't be painful. This time my body was getting aroused without my help. I didn't understand it but I rushed in behind him and knelt in front of him as he sat down on the toilet.

"Look I can do this alone, I don't need your help. From now on you start the shower and wait until I'm ready." He said and looked at me like he was frustrated.

"I'm sorry Master, yes Master." A moment of fear rushed through me as I jumped up and turned on the water and waited for it to warm up. I stood facing the tub, Master obviously wanted privacy.

I stood there waiting for him to finish and smiled when he stood up and slipped out of his clothes. His cock was semi hard as he walked towards me. I opened the curtain and he stepped in. I didn't wait but followed him into the warm shower. I reached beside him and grabbed the bottle of soap.

I was unusually excited about touching my new Master. I wanted to please him so I covered my hands with the liquid soap and slid my body up to his back. I reached around him and started to soap his chest. I heard a groan. Just that sound sent shivers up my down my chest to my now leaking pussy. I continued to rub my body against his and slowly sent my hands down his stomach teasing my way as they went. I could feel your body start to tremble as I inched my way towards your cock.

For the first time in like forever I was aroused and wanting to fuck. I want you to take me, control me, and fuck me. I inch my hands a little closer, my fingers just touching your cock, smiling as I can feel its hardness. I slowly wrap my soapy hand around the shaft and slide it down the shaft.

I feel you gasp as I slowly stroke your manhood, I know you are loving my touch. I want to spin you around and shove you deep inside me, but I'm afraid. I am the ****, I'm not in control. God, I pray, please take me. I haven't wanted to be taken for so long. I want you to be my Master.

I speed up my strokes hoping you will throw me down and pound me, but a second later you moan and I feel your cock pulse. I know I have done my job. I release your cock and continue to wash your body. A few moments later, you grab my hands spin around and Kiss me deeply. Taking my mouth and making my head spin. I'm more confused than ever now.

You spin me around and now the shower is cascading over my body. You grab the bottle of soap and start to wash my body. I don't know what to do. He is my Master but he's washing me. I want to drop to my knees but you push me against the shower wall and hold me tight while you rub your soapy hands all over me. I close my eyes as I'm feeling things I had long forgotten. The feeling of someone touching me and teasing me. My body is on fire and I can hear myself moan.

"Master?" I ask, I want to say more, but your fingers slide down my back, over my hips and between my legs. When he touched my cunt and my voice fails. You slide your fingers gently up and down my slit and touch my clit. I was in another world now. No one, not even my ex-husband had ever touched me like this before. My mind drifted back to before I was owned, before I was a ****. God I can feel my body shake but it's not from fear. Then he turned my body and kissed my nipple and bit down. It didn't hurt but it was enough that my entire being exploded. Even with my closed eyes I saw flashes of light and jolts of electricity shoot out from the very center of my being. I don't know what happened but when I opened my eyes I was laying in the tub, the warm water flowing all over me and my Master kneeling over me with a big smile.

"Take your time Carrie, I have to get to work. I'll see you tonight." He said so softly I hardly heard him. I watched with my barely open eyes as he stood and stepped out of the shower. I wanted to get up, but I had no strength. I lie there still feeling my body tingling.