Master!

Neither of you dare to move. You hold your eyes firmly shut and focus on the arousal you have been deliberately building. No one speaks and a silence hangs in the chilly air. After several moments, you feel rather than hear the deliberate footsteps of your Master's approach. You know he must be close. You recognize the smell of his manly musk. A heat radiates near your face and then you feel one of his course hands gently run through your long red hair.

You open your eyes.

You flinch under the wild gaze of Master's blue eyes. Master towers above you. He is so close that from your vantage point on the floor his broad shoulders almost block out the ceiling. Beneath the wild curls of his grey beard, his gut projects over you. You dare not look at it directly, but a large bulge twitches against the thick fabric of his pants leg. Danger lurks below!

Master effortlessly opens the huge doors revealing his impressive bed chamber. It is a huge room dimly lit with candles... not the fake simulation candles but real candles. The ornate furniture decorating the room was made of a detailed engraved gold and shimmered in the dim light. A single item was probably worth more than your father made in his entire life! The walls are decorated with holographic displays of women in various displays of bondage, sexual submission, and arousal.

Master reaches down and unlocks the heavy chains from the mounts in the floor before rising back to his full 7 foot height. The heavy weight of the chain shifts and pulls against the collar which will be forever locked around your neck. Nothing is a more perfect symbol of your complete and total belonging to him. His face is flat and His cool stare give no hint other than His complete control over you.

Blondie stare up at him adoringly. Her body trembles with anticipation at the end of her chain leash. You know that she has been impregnated by him at least once before. She clearly cannot wait to serve him again. She is a ball of energy. A tool **** for use. **** to fulfill her purpose.

She looks so small beside him. You know that you are even smaller.

Master places the ends of both chains in one hand and tugs them in a silent command.

The two of you know what to do.

Your eyes lower to the floor and you lean forward onto all fours. Beneath you, your large breasts shift within the confines of your silk nightie. Gravity plays its games, but your augmented tits maintain their perfect form even as they swing with every crawling motion of your advance. Behind you your ass rocks playfully and you feel the cool air hit the damp strip of fabric that is your pantie. Your face flushes in response.

Out of the corner of your eye you watch Blondie crawl forward beside you. She uses a different technique and moves forward on her elbows. This gives Master an exaggerated view of her ass. Her C-cup breasts have plenty of room to shift beneath her. You are too afraid to try duplicate her technique. Your large breasts would drag on the ground and even with the nighty your nipples are far too sensitive to do that to yourself!

Carefully you cross the threshold into the bed chamber and Master continues to follow. Occasionally he tugs at the leash resulting in a **** sound from either you or Blondie. You are not sure if this is to **** you to match the pace of each other or just to remind you of your place. Every step builds the anticipation rising within you. Your breasts clap together with each movement and the silk fabric tickles the augmented nerve endings within your engorged nipples. You have only made it halfway into the room before you are completely panting in need.

A giant hologram shimmers showing Master's most prized treasures his two heredisfactorem! It captures you and Yoshino, bound together from your first night in his room. Every detail is visceral and real. The overwhelming experience of that night has been perfectly captured down to the most subtle details. Each of the subtle movements of your bodies bound together and quivering in repeated orgasms caused by your clitoral augments torturing the two of you for hours. Every few moments Yoshino and you lean together in a **** interlocking kiss. Master's ability to turn you and your rival into hopeless lovers shows his talent for making any woman submit to his will. Your clit burns at the memory of that night.

You continue your journey towards the center of the room. where Master's bed towers above you. The canopy enshrouds it in draping curtains that hide at the dangers always lurking to surprise his visiting **** girl. Timidly you begin to approach but Master surprises you with a hard tug on the chain causing you to stumble on your knees. You look over to Blondie for some clue as to Master's expectation. She has taken the tug as another silent direction to wait on the floor at the foot of the bed. The two of you look over your shoulders up at your Master.

Master lazily removes his clothes and flings them to the sides. He pushes the curtains dangling from the canopy of his bed and sits at the edge of the bed between you. His heavy weight causes him to sink deep within the mattress. His aged body is still a sight to behold. A network of interlocking scars from his past battles covers his skin. Powerful muscles shift beneath an ample coating of fat. His horrendously large cock is completely erect. From beneath his gut, you can see the powerful shaft project far above you. The purple skin pulsates with the angry looking veins that pump with the large quantity of blood required to keep him engorged. His large orange-sized balls stretch the skin of his bloated scrotum outward in all directions as if trying to escape their fleshy prison. You know the impossible amount of semen they are capable of producing.

You are in for an intense night.

"STRIP." Master commands.