Over the past year, my relationship with Steve had evolved into a Master/slave relationship. He had trained me to submit sexually whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted, however he wanted. During a typical evening at home together, I would be nude except for a collar, would open my mouth only when spoken to or to receive his cock, and would fetch his beers whenever he snapped his fingers. Such an evening would include at least one session of oral service, to completion and without reciprocation.
One evening, while he was relaxing after one such session and I was kneeling in front of the sofa looking up at him, Master Steve said, "Hey, cocksucker, remember Tom from my office?"
"Yes, Sir," I responded. Actually, I remembered him clearly; when introduced to him at Master Steve's office party, I could not help thinking how ruggedly handsome Tom was.
"I've been talking to him," said Master Steve, "and it turns out that he and his partner Jeff have a relationship pretty similar to ours, except that they're still pretty new at it. I've invited them over for next weekend for a foursome. How does that sound to you, cocksucker?"
"That sounds wonderful, Sir."
On Saturday, Master Tom and Jeff were scheduled to arrive at 3:00. Master Steve had me undress and watch porn so that when they arrived, I would be nude and fully aroused. He then seated himself on the sofa.