She develops an inferiority complex

After a hazy night Dinah awoke to see the man who had bedded her sitting on a lounge chair simply waiting for her. Crawling up from her sheets she realised that the two of them had practically destroyed the bedding. It was now that she could anticipate the greatness of the man who had fucked her, and she couldn’t wait to service him again. He had made her all but forget about Ollie.

“Hello sir, I’ve just realised I never got your name” she purred.

“You can just call me master” he answered causing her to flush. She knew that by agreeing she was basically submitting to him, but the way he said it just made it so appealing.

“Well master, you want to go again? I know we said just one night, but I wouldn’t mind making this more permanent” she said in the most sultry voice as she could manage.

“Are you asking to be my girlfriend?" the man asked with a wink.

"Maybe" she said shocking herself.

"I'm sorry but I'm in a relationship. An very open one, but still one, in fact my girlfriend is coming to pick me up now" he explained causing Dinah's heart to sting. She didn't know why it just felt that she needed to serve him.

There was a knock on the door and when Master opened the door she almost came at the gorgeous sex goddess that came through. Her ideal hourglass figure, gorgeous raven hair, huge tits and perfect stripper legs clad in sexy fishnets and the snug tuxedo, it took a few moments before Dinah realised that his girlfriend was

"ZATANNA" she gasped, shocked, pulling the covers over her naked body.

"Hiya Dinah, did Master fuck you yet? I've been saying that your ass has been worth fucking for a while" she said, with a sultry grin.

"You're his girlfriend?" she said, overwhelmed by the pure sex appeal she displayed.

"No need to be jealous, Master will probably fuck you again, it's a VERY open relationship. After all it's his right to have sex with his slaves" explained Zatanna sensually.

"True, its time to go" said Master as he took Zatanna by the ass, as suddenly Dinah realised something. If Zatanna was any indication of the standard of the other slaves than Dinah was severely lacking. True she was a goddess among normal people but among the standards of master's slaves she wasn't good enough. Somehow she needed to be up to Master's standard.