Candy is tagged.
Dear reader. What you are about to read has come from my furtive and over imaginative, dirty mind. Yes, it is all my own work. I come up with a basic idea and the story just seems to flow from there. Please note that all characters in my stories are of a legal age and participate willingly. This is the sixth chapter in this series. Enjoy!
Copyright is asserted by the author. ©SBarak1
Note: This story contains Australian slang and vernacular. If you can't work it out drop a comment below and I will translate.
This is not a stand-alone story. Make sure you read the earlier chapters so this story makes sense.
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I started to wake up about 6:30am. I could only detect one other body in the bed with me. Candy would have left for work earlier.
I was on laying on my right side. Opening my eyes there was Max looking bright eyed back at me. Both hands wrapped around my faccid cock.
"Good morning beautiful," I whispered
"Good morning Master."
"Sleep well."
"Like a baby until Candy got up. Just been laying here watching you sleep since"
"Oh."
With that Max rolled over and snuggled back into me. "Please wrap your arms around me. I'm needing to be held by you."
As I wrapped my arms around her she wriggled in closer and let out a little sigh. I worked my hands into position to cup her breasts.
"How's that?" I asked.
"Couldn't be more perfect."
She wriggled her arse into my crotch.
"How are you feeling?"
"Hmmmm. It's hard to describe what I am feeling. It's a sort of sense of belonging but more. I'm feeling both protected and wanted as well. It feels just right," she said wriggling in again.
I could feel the heat from her nipples as they enlarged and hardened. I gently rolled them between my fingers.
"You're horny aren't you?"
"I'm sorry I can't help it. I'm always horny around you."
I took my left hand off her breast and ran it down her thigh and back to her nicely rounded arse cheek and gave a squeeze.
"Hmmmm, that's nice. I wish we could stay here all day like this but I know you have to get up and go to work soon. Just a few more minutes please."
I kissed her neck and thought about how this beautiful woman had found her way to this point. Sure I had seen her at the gym over the years. However we had only introduced ourselves to each other last Friday afternoon and here she was now in my bed wrapped in my arms. Not only that, she was my sub as well I mused.
My thoughts moved on to Candy. I was wondering what was going through her head, at the moment, as she zipped around her gym keeping things buzzing along in her inimitable style. She was the root cause of how I wound up in this situation. It wasn't as though I was unhappy about it. More I was concerned that no one got hurt and that I could continue to satisfy these amazing women's needs.
"OK cutie, I gotta get going."
I slid out of bed and headed for the shower. As I stepped under the water I felt Max behind me. Her hands were soapy as she started to wash my back. I looked around at her with a questioning look on my face.
"This is my job when I am with you. I will wash you, dry you and help you prepare for the day. I will also prepare your breakfast. If you let me I would really love to give you a shave."
I turned and looked down at Max confused.
"Then, when you are at work, I will clean your house, do the washing, iron your clothes perfectly and do the shopping. I just love gardening and I will also run any errands for you. I will be here when you return home from work to do your bidding," she said with a beaming smile.
As the water dripped off both of us I cupped her face in my hands.
"Max, I am touched. I truly am. But you don't have to do this. I have a cleaner and a gardener. Shopping is no effort."
She immediately looked crushed.
"Please Master. I REALLY NEED to do this for you. It will complete me."
I looked into her eyes which were starting to well up. In that moment I got it. I felt the connection. My sub had devoted herself to me totally in mind and body. I can honestly say I wasn't ready for it and felt somewhat uncomfortable. If I didn't agree I wasn't sure what would happen. I made a decision.
"OK. I agree. You will do these things for me. However we will need to discuss this further so I can be satisfied it will be fair. This will make me happy."
I purposely avoided using the 'slave' word. It didn't seem right at the moment. The last bit about making me happy I thought would help Max understand.
I broad smile appeared on her face as she leaned in and hugged me tightly.
"You don't know how good this makes me feel. I am your devoted slave and this makes me incredibly happy," she said in a whisper.
We quickly finished up in the ensuite. Max didn't give me a shave but I filed that one away for another time.
I contemplated not going to work and talk things through with Max however I was under pressure to finish a particular job at a client site by close of business today. Besides, what could possibly go wrong?
Max made us both a light breakfast and I headed off to work.
As I drove to work I contemplated my situation. Things were moving at a heady pace. Within two days I had acquired two subs. One was a rocket scientist with a PhD who was now my house slave. The other was the married owner of my local gym who had a massive cock fetish. Not only that, she had a predilection for bathing in my man seed. Then there was Suzy and Sophie. I needed to get back to those guys with their photo portfolio. Turned out they shared a massive cock fetish with Candy. We had explored that fetish at our last encounter. Then there were Max's friends. Mary and Anthea had turned out to be bitchy cum-sluts and were plotting for more of my spoof. Max was now my sub and then there was Buffy. Buffy with the enormous boobs and delightful but massive bubble butt. I had agreed to grant her the 'favour' of another fuck. As there were not many women who could possibly accommodate my massive schlong, one that could, and wanted more, needed to be encouraged.
At that moment the phone went. I looked across at the console. It was Buffy. I pressed the answer button.
"Hello Buffy. How's my gorgeous little girl this beautiful morning," I asked. I remembered she liked me to call her 'my little girl.'
"Ben, Hi, your gorgeous little girl is feeling fantastic, and you"?
"Things are really going well. How's the real estate business," I asked.
"Going very well, just sealed the deal on a big place not far from you."
"So what do I owe the pleasure of this call from my little girl?"
"I'm calling to collect my 'favour'."
I had been expecting this call. Perhaps not so soon I thought. It was only Sunday when we had fucked at the pool party, or more appropriately sex romp. Buffy had managed to successfully just get the engorged head of my massive member into her impressive pussy which had greatly disappointed her as it turned out. She had thought she would have achieved more. But, as usually turns out for me, I was simply too big for her. She had then vowed to make her pussy more accommodating. So I had granted her the 'favour' of another fucking at her request.
