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I love the taste of my pussy, but this was different.
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Master had a wonderful idea. He briefly mentioned it once in a prior conversation, but I wasn't sure that he was serious. Today, he is very serious. As a part of my task today, he wants me to fuck myself in every room in the house.

The day started with us on the phone, and I was in my proper uniform. I love wearing my uniform of my 6" stiletto slut heels, and stockings with a garter belt, and nothing else. It makes me feel so exposed and owned, and I love that feeling. I love having Master to myself first thing in the morning. When the house is clear, and I'm all alone, I can be such a dirty whore for him and concentrate on his pleasure. I know that I'm breaking away from being the bored and boring housewife I used to be when I think thoughts like that. Surprisingly, Master allowed me to cum at the beginning of our conversation. Master doesn't let me cum often, and it makes me appreciate every orgasm that he allows me. Before I started serving Master, I came often, and I loved cumming. I still love to cum, but I gladly give up control of my orgasms to Master now. He knows best, and the few orgasms that he allows are much better than the ones I used to give myself, when I fantasized about a life that was much less boring. He said if I were a good little slut today, there was a possibility I could cum again. That is one of the hardest things of my servitude, not being able to cum when I want or need to. I'm trying to work on it, and Master says that I'm getting a little bit better at controlling my orgasms every day.

After graciously granting me a release, Master laid out his plan for me today. He told me to get a vibrator and I was to go into every room and fuck myself. The first room was the guest room. I'd never done that before in that room, and it was strange. It was so weird to fuck myself on a bed that was not my own. Until now, I had never fucked myself in a room other than the bedroom, or the office, where I keep my computer. Master had me fuck my cunt nice and deep, until I was ready to cum. When I was on the verge of orgasm, he told me to stop and move on to the next room. He asked what room was adjacent to the room I was currently in, and I told him about the sitting area. This sitting area is at the top of the stairs, and directly in front of a window. I told Master about the chair in that area, in front of the window, and I heard a mischievous tone in Master's voice. He directed me to put my foot up on the chair and fuck my cunt again. Due to the position of my legs, the vibe went deeper into my gushing pussy, and I was getting very wet and more turned on. I was aware of fucking myself in front of the window, but I obeyed Master, in spite of my insecurity. After once again getting painfully close to cumming, Master had me move on to the stairs. My legs were spread wide, and the toy was deep. Fucking myself like this was making it harder to control myself, but I knew that I wasn't allowed to cum. Master would give some strong punishment for cumming without permission. It's even harder to hold back when I'm hearing Masters voice.

Next, Master instructed me to go to the kitchen. He had me place my foot on the counter, and extend my leg. This made pussy wetter, and the angle made the vibe go deeper. By this time, my stockings were even wet. The fact that I was so wet that it was dripping down to my stocking tops while fucking myself in the kitchen where I prepare so many meals for my family was driving me wild. Master could tell I was once again on the verge of orgasm, so he had me stop. By this time, I was getting a little sore, but I didn't mind. Master then instructed me to get on the dining room table, on my back, as the dining room was the next room in the house. I did as I was told, fucking myself on the same table where I serve holiday dinners. Realizing that fact, combined with what I was doing made me even wetter, and my wetness was dripping onto the table.

I know that my enjoyment isn't important or necessary. In fact, it doesn't matter at all. Up until now, I was thoroughly enjoying this task.

Once again, I heard that devious tone in his voice. It makes me quiver in pleasure mixed with a tiny bit of fear. Master asked if I'd made a mess on the table. I could tell by the tone in his voice, that I might not like what was next. I told him I had made a mess on the table, and the wetness from my hot cunt made a small puddle. He made me lick that part of the table clean with my tongue. I didn't like it for many reasons. Having to lick my own wetness off of the table was humiliating, and degrading. It didn't taste good, either. I love the taste of my pussy, but this was different. Regardless, it made me wet and I hated how it aroused me. It was a like a conflict within me, my mind hating it, but my body showing me that I loved it.

Next was the living room, and Master had me sit in the leather chair. Once again, he ordered me to fuck myself hard. When I again nearly reached the apex of orgasm, he told me to stop. Master then asked if I'd made a mess. I hesitated in answering, and Master demanded to know. He hates it when I hesitate. I told him yes, that I had made a mess on my nice leather chair. He had me lick it clean, much to my chagrin. Even though I hated doing it, he liked hearing me lapping it up. Between fucking my cunt, the humiliation, and hearing that Master was pleased, I was wetter than ever!

The last room was the study, and I was feeling so on edge, hoping I'd be able to cum. I was so desperate to cum that I was eager to get to the last room. Or maybe I was just eager because I'm such a slut. Master wanted me on the desk, so I complied. I sat on the edge of the desk, legs spread wide, my pussy aching and wet. As I was fucking myself on the desk, and getting closer to cumming, the tension was mounting. I was so excited to see if Master would allow me to finally cum, here in the last room. I didn't dare ask though. I knew I was wet, and knew I'd make a mess and that I'd have to clean it up with my tongue. In spite of that thought, I fucked myself harder and deeper. I didn't care, I just wanted to please Master, and maybe he'd let me cum. It was harder to control myself this time, as all of the buildup was getting to me. I'd been fucking myself for awhile. Finally, Master told me to stop, and he then had me clean the wet mess on the desk. It was disgusting, and I was so humiliated. There's nothing I wouldn't do for Master at this point.

I was confused because Master hadn't cum yet. I'd been waiting to hear him. Though hearing him makes me lose control sometimes, I still crave hearing him cum, even if I can't. He told me to go back to the kitchen, where I fucked myself before. I did as he said, putting my leg up on the counter. I was feeling shaky and my thigh muscles were starting to hurt. My pussy was aching, my clit throbbing. Master said to fuck myself even harder this time! I did and it was torture. I needed to cum, but didn't dare cum without his permission. That would be a huge punishment, and I knew it. I was in a daze, and it was hard to pay attention to Master. I could tell he was going to cum and I thought I was going to be able to as well. Master came and I used all of my restraint to wait until he gave permission. I was trembling all over. He told me to stop fucking myself. A few words were said before we disconnected. I was in such a state that I don't even remember what we said before he hung up.

I couldn't stay standing, my leg was numb, and I was trembling. The feelings were so intense that I had to sit on the floor. I hated the way I felt, and I was angry at Master. Even though he knows best, it doesn't mean that I like not cumming all the time. I still have much to learn. I thought about making myself cum in spite of not having permission because I needed it so badly. Instead I laid there, humiliated, used and owned, on the floor. I needed to be good, Master expects better of me. I was so spent and exhausted. It took a major effort to get up and get ready for work.

Later, Master said he didn't realize how close I was so close to cumming, but I know it wouldn't have mattered anyway. I exist to serve and please him, and if he didn't want me to cum, then that's what I'd give him. I didn't really tell him that I was a little bit upset, but I did tell him that I wasn't feeling very warm and fuzzy about him at the time. I was glad he came, but angry that I didn't. It was confusing that I wasn't allowed to cum after serving him so well, but I knew that I couldn't cum without his permission. There are still some inner conflicts within me, but I know that with more time and training, these conflicts will be resolved, and I will better learn to serve Master.
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