Before my Master ever even laid a finger on my body, I had heard about his former high score. To be honest, I didn’t believe it at all and assumed it was a lover stroking his ego or an attempted line. I was wrong. My body is like putty in his hands, it’s hard to keep focus let alone keep count of the orgasms. I’ve only been my Master’s slut for such a short time but I might already be completely addicted.
My body was humming with anticipation as I arrived at the building. I felt the wetness between my legs grow as I rode the elevator up, my legs already less stable as I walked through the door and stopped at the side table to remove my coat and shoes.
My dress, stockings and bra quickly follow. No clothing except for panties in the house; Master’s first rule. My fingers tracing over my body as I undressed was a constant reminder of Master’s second rule: I was not permitted to touch myself before my visit. I’ve been horny all day at this point and desperate for release. Master’s hands grazing my side snapped my attention back to the present. “Hi Master,” I coo, eager for his hands to stay on my body.
As we move to the bedroom my eyes catch the handcuffs, rope, and gag on the bedside table. I hold back the deep sigh. I know we have a specific goal in mind tonight and other toys will probably have to wait. I know I’m to be a plaything for the evening, a game to be won. By the time I reach to remove my panties, I’ve already soaked them through. “Am I making this too easy on him?” I wonder.
Master doesn’t waste any time teasing my naked body as I lay on the bed. My back arching raising my breasts to meet his touch. Fingers grazing the curves of my body, my inner thighs…by the time Master reaches my wet aching cunt, my brain is already in a fog.
His fingers on my clit and all concept of time is lost. I count the orgasms in groups as they flood my body. It’s hard to tell when one ends and the next begins; they just roll right into each other. I hear Master’s smug laugh, “I do this to you with only two fingers,” as my head rolls back, bucking my hips to meet his fingers as I cum again. All I can do is whimper out a “Thank you Master” before crashing into another orgasm.
Master’s pace slows and lets me catch my breath as he asks for an update. I’m only in the early twenties…21 I think…and Master has hopes of breaking 50. His tone only lets slip the disappointment for a second before returning focus to my soaking wet pussy. I’m lost in my orgasms again, so lost I completely miss the question Master asks. A slap across my face clears my head enough to think, but not nearly enough to speak. Master is working my clit, first up and down, then left to right, then small slow circles that nearly break me. I was asked which technique I liked better, my answer obviously unimportant, lost in the moans escaping my lips.
By the time my Master was over 45, I was starting to doubt if my body would hold out long enough. There was nothing I could do but submit and let the orgasms wash over me. Master’s hand clamps down over my mouth. I must have been getting louder. I can’t help myself, moaning into his hand and bucking my hips harder. The final orgasm brought a whole body shiver that ripped through me taking every last bit of breath I had.
Master’s final score was 52. I wouldn’t have believed it if I didn’t feel every single orgasm for myself. I was so satisfied and yet I was still so desperate for Master’s cock inside me. I guess my Master knows me well. I was rewarded for breaking Master’s high score and allowed to mount and ride my Master.
I almost came again feeling his thick cock split my pussy in two. I was determined to properly thank Master for all the pleasure he gave me. I couldn’t allow myself to think about my own orgasm building as a rode my Master’s cock. I came 52 times for my Master. I was determined to make 53 wait until I thanked my Master properly. I bounced my ass up and down his cock frantically begging Master to fill me with his hot cum. I could feel Master getting close, grinding faster and harder into his hips. I needed him to fill me. The first shot of cum filling my pussy was all it took to send me over the edge. I came harder than I had in a long time. Master left my whole body trembling, barely able to breathe. I needed a full five minutes to reboot before I could even dismount him. I am a very lucky little slut.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ebgy03/f_my_master_sets_a_new_high_score
Good girl.