Getting ‘clean’

John drags you into the master bathroom and turns on the shower as hot steam begins to rise and fog up it’s glass walls. You’re pushed onto your knees as for the second time this morning John’s cock is in your mouth. This time however instead of cum you taste the acrid and salty piss of his morning urination. You fight the urge to gag and even manage to swallow most of it like he orders you to.

After that, you take the body soap and dutifully begin cleaning every inch of his body starting at his feet and working your way up. Just as you’re to his thighs you see the senator woman from last night step into the shower with her ‘secretary’ behind her on her hands and knees.

“You could have woken me up too” the woman said in a way that implied gentle teasing

“I wanted to let you sleep. You’re cute when you snore.”

“I do *not* snore.” She replied, still in the same dreamy, gentle manner

Not sure what exactly to do, you had briefly stopped washing your master while they had their conversation. This was apparently the wrong thing to do as a hand smacked you hard on the back of the head as you paused.

“I didn’t say you could stop.” His voice said firmly

“Kid giving you trouble?” She asked

“Not really, he just needs some more time to adjust. Fantastic at giving head though, almost better than his mother when she was his age.”

“He’s yours?”

“Nah, my brother’s. I don’t have time for anyone under 18, so why have kids?”

“Fair enough. Mine here was a gift from a lobbyist for getting some Bill or something passed. Can’t remember what it was exactly but it was important enough to bet their daughter on it.”

“Impressive. Does she usually travel with you?”

“No, I usually keep her at my home in my home office. She’s better above the desk than she is under it so I have her file and keep track of my paperwork when I’m away in DC.”

“You should have her stay here a while. We could train her up into a proper set of fuck holes.”

“Would you? That would be wonderful! What would I owe you?”

“Just a favor.”

“Of what kind?”

“Of whatever kind I require. Don’t worry though, it won’t be anything out of the ordinary for you.”

“...deal.”

While they have their conversation, you’ve made your way up to his clean shaven chest. Just as you finish rinsing him off he grabs you by the waist and pulls your back to him. Reaching around to grab your cock, he begins stroking you off in front of the woman who begins to watch you with hungry eyes. Now that you’re up close to her, you realize that you’ve definitely seen her on the news and even on video calls with your parents.

“Who’s your master?” He asks you “you may speak.”

“Y-you are sir.”

“Who controls when you’re allowed to use your cute little cock to cum?” He asks again

“Y-you do sir!” You say in between moans

“Good, so if I told you that the only way you’re allowed to cum this morning is by shooting it into your own mouth?”

“I’d say thank you sir! Thank You for letting me cum.”

His hand on your cock feels like heaven after hours of being aroused but not being able to do anything about it. The last time you were allowed to cum was two days ago when some actor was fucking your ass during a contract renegotiation. You would have never admitted it before but being used like this was all that you ever wanted. To be toyed with and fucked by strangers as if you’re little more than a dildo or a hole was bliss. Even now when being jerked off by your master it was only as a way to entertain his latest guest made you feel so horny and eager to please.