Kassie's Service (2 page)

There was another choice to be made. What to remove next?
Bra or pants? Kassie chickened out; she couldn’t be bold. She slipped button on
her pants and lowered the zipper. Her plain black slacks came of her hips and
fell to the floor. Better that than struggling to get out of a garment that
wouldn’t come free. Kassie was now in bra and panties. She wished she had been
smart enough to buy a front closure bra. No regrets now.

She was limber enough to reach behind her back and slide
loose the one hook the bra featured. The tension on the garment released and
she was free, but not exposed. Kassie closed her eyes and shrugged her
shoulders forward, letting the straps fall free. The bra was then all but off
her body. She caught the scraps of white material in her hands and dropped it
on top of her pants and shirt.

Oddly, once her bra was gone, it was easy to hook her
thumbs into her white, lacy panties and pull them down her legs. They weren’t
especially sexy, they weren’t slutty or boring either. She wanted to look good
for Joseph, but it was an odd thought because he barely got to see them for a
minute before the underwear was gone. She stood naked in front of Joseph and
tried not to feel self-conscious.

She reminded herself she had a good body. Her breasts
might be a bit small, but they stood on her chest proudly. The blond hair
between her legs she had carefully shaved into a neat triangle. He hadn’t said
anything about grooming so she tried to make it natural looking. Maybe he
wanted her shaved bare? No hair on her pussy? She started doubting herself and
brought her hands in front of her breasts, angling her hips to hide her pussy
from him.

“Don’t!” he warned. “Never hide your body from me.
Never.”

“Yes sir,” she said. It was easy to take the submissive
route. It felt right. Her hands dropped to her sides and she looked at Joseph.
She didn’t directly meet his gaze. She looked at his forehead as his eyes
roamed her body. She tried not to think about what he was doing to her.

“Good. Turn around.” She did so. It was easier for him to
look at her ass because she didn’t have to face him.

“Good. Turn around again.”

When she had completed the circuit she noted he was on
his feet and held out his hand to her. “You have a good body,” he complimented
her. “I’ll make it more perfect. Take my hand,” he said. She obeyed. “I want to
have sex with you now. Shall we go to my bedroom?”

And there it was. Kassie swallowed hard and nodded her
head. She reminded herself she wanted this. She followed him into the bedroom.
It was odd to walk through a stranger’s house naked while he was still
completely clothed. It was odd…and exciting. She liked it.

His bedroom was very nice. Kassie didn’t know that much
about furniture and decorating, but she knew Joseph either had good taste or an
expensive interior decorator. Joseph pulled back the cover and top sheet. “Get
on the bed,” he said as if telling her to get a glass of water. “Hands and
knees, face the headboard.”

It was so easy to follow his voice. Kassie wanted to
obey. She knew what was coming and was excited and scared at the same time. It
was the same feeling of anticipation she got when riding a roller coaster, just
as the car was cresting the first hill and before it went over the other side
and plunged down at breakneck speed.

Still, she didn’t know exactly how to act in front of her
new dominant. When she crawled up on the bed she kept her legs too tightly
together. “Open your legs a bit,” he requested. “I want to see your pussy.”

“Oh, sorry,” she apologized. “I should know better. Oh,
shit. I am not supposed to talk?”

“It’s all a learning process,” Joseph said. “Yes, you may
talk. If I want you silent, I’ll tell you or gag you. I prefer my slaves to be
vocal. It helps them understand what I want.”

It was odd staring at the headboard waiting for something
to happen. She knew what was going to happen but didn’t dare look over her
shoulder at him. Then, without any warning, his hand was probing at her pussy.
She tried not to flinch and move away, but the suddenness of his intimate touch
startled her.

“Sorry,” she immediately apologized. “Didn’t mean to
jump.”

“Don’t apologize to me,” he said. “If I need an apology
I’ll get it out of you with a beating. Words of apology mean nothing to me.”
While he said this his fingers stroked at her labia and then opened up her
slit. She sighed with relief when he slid a finger into her cunt. “You’re wet.”

“Yes,” she agreed. “I’m excited.” His hands withdrew from
her sex. One finger lingered for a second on her anus. Kassie forced herself
not to shy away.

“Good.” There was the sound of some clothing being moved
and Kassie definitely heard him lower his zipper. Then his body was behind hers
on the bed. He pushed her legs further apart and then she felt his cock probing
at her cunt.

“Do you want me to help you?” she asked.

“Yes, guide me inside you.”

Only after he said those words did she realize he was
fully dressed. Or mostly dressed. His cock was out but she could feel clothing
against her legs and ass. Kassie didn’t question him, she just reached between
her legs, found his hard cock with its velvety head and eased it into her
pussy.

At that moment she was glad she wasn’t a virgin. He
wasn’t huge, but it was strange to be fucked by someone she barely knew. It wasn’t
bad, just new and different. As he forced his way inside her he stretched her
pussy and slipped in easily.

“I like a slave that’s ready for sex with a wet pussy,”
he complimented her.

“Thank you,” she sighed. It felt good to get fucked. This
is what she wanted.

Then he let more of his body fall on her. She braced her
arms to accommodate his weight. His hands went around her body and cupped her
tits. Only then did he start fucking her in earnest. His body slapped into
hers, she grunted and arched her back to better receive his thrusts. She knew
she was being used for his pleasure and she was enjoying it.

Better, she was loving it.

Kassie grinned to herself and allowed Joseph to fuck her.
It was wonderful.

They were both excited by their initial coupling. She
wasn’t sure how long the sex lasted, but Joseph came fairly quickly. When his
hot jism was spurting into her pussy she came as well. Her body shook with the
little orgasm and she moaned in pleasure.

“Very good,” Joseph said when he was done cumming. He
rested on top of her body a moment and then pulled out of her cunt. “Don’t
move,” he told her. He moved off the bed and busied himself at the dresser.
Kassie wondered what he was doing. She could feel his spunk slowly seeping out
of her pussy. She wanted to fall to the mattress and rest. She wanted to clean
herself.

“You know that as my slave, your body belongs to me. The
only thing that belongs to you once you walk into this house is your mind. Do
you understand?”

“Yes,” she said. A thrill of fear ran down her spine.

“Good.” There was a flash and the artificial click of a digital
camera. She knew what he was doing. He was taking picture of her ass and her
just fucked pussy with his cum dripping out of her. She wasn’t sure how she
felt about that but she wasn’t going to quit now. He took four or five more
pictures of her sex. “Like your body these pictures are mine. I’ll do with them
as I please. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Good. You may get up and clean yourself. The bathroom is
that way.” She turned around and slipped off the bed. Joseph had already
re-arranged his clothes. His cock was put away and he was calm. Happy and calm.

Kassie didn’t run to the bathroom, but moved quickly. She
didn’t want to drip Joseph’s cum on his carpet. On the toilet she allowed his
cum to drain out of her pussy and she wiped herself with a wet washcloth.
Coming back out to the bedroom, Joseph was waiting for her with a folder of
papers.

“I think you passed the interview,” he said with a smile.
“In here is your agreement, your first week’s pay, and instructions you should
memorize. Your schedule is here as well. Any questions?”

Kassie couldn’t keep a giant grin off her face. “No. I’m
sure I’ll have some, but not right now.”

“Good. Tomorrow when you get here, be sure to shave your
pussy. I don’t like body hair on my slaves. Besides, pubes look terrible with
your uniform.”

Chapter Two

Arriving at Joseph’s house the next morning Kassie found
the hidden key as he had promised in a flowerpot on the front porch. She let
herself in and closed the door behind her. As he had said he wasn’t home at the
moment; that didn’t mean she wasn’t still his slave. In the entry hall she opened
the closet and found several shelves inside. On the shelves were cardboard document
boxes. They each had a number. Hers was eleven. She opened the box and found
her uniform inside. It consisted of the tiniest g-string she had ever seen and
a pair of ballet flats. It was bright red and seemed almost the sort of thing
that would be given as a joke at a bachelorette party.

Still, she knew what she was supposed to do. Kassie stripped
off her clothes, placed them carefully inside the box, put the box back in the
closet, and closed the door. Only then did she pull on the g-string. Joseph
knew what he was doing. It was just large enough to contain her labia, covering
her shaved pussy. The string went uncomfortably between her buttocks, and she
wiggled her hips to find the right fit for the garment. Then she slipped on the
ballet flats.

It was going to be an odd day. Her first assignment, left
on her kitchen table, was to sort receipts by vendor and date. The box left for
her was huge.

“Why does he was a sex slave if all I’m going to do is
filing in the nude?” Remembering she was supposed to be Joseph’s personal
assistant, not just sex toy, she set to work. It wasn’t much different from an
office job. The filing took most of the morning. When she was done with that
task she set to job number two.

“Clean the kitchen?” Kassie read aloud as she shook her
head at the note. “Weird.”

The kitchen was mostly clean. She washed a bowl and spoon
that was in the sink; presumably from Joseph’s breakfast. After checking the
dishwasher and finding it empty, she found some cleaning supplies under the
sink and set to giving the barely used kitchen a basic cleaning.

When the phone rang she nearly jumped out of her skin.
“Fuck,” she cursed and wondered if she should answer it. Padding over to the
handset mounted on the kitchen wall she saw the caller ID displayed Joseph’s
name. Taking a risk she picked up the received. “Hello?”

“Kassie, why weren’t you answering your cell phone?”
Joseph asked abruptly.

The question threw her, but she managed to say. “I put it
in the box with my clothes,” she admitted. “It’s on vibrate. I didn’t hear it
in the kitchen.”

“Fine. Go and check it. I’ll be in later this afternoon.”
He disconnected.

When she checked her phone there was a list of tasks in
her messages. She read them and shook her head some more. “He’s a strange one.”

Following the orders she went to his bedroom, laid down
on top of the covers, and took a self picture showing her tits and face, then
she lowered her g-string and took a picture of her bare pussy. She saved these
and closed her eyes. For the most part Kassie liked masturbating, but usually
she needed some impetus to get her going. Filing and kitchen scrubbing, even in
the nude, didn’t get her excited. Still, she knew she needed to perform for
Joseph, even if he wasn’t in the room with her. Whipping up a quick bondage
fantasy she busied her fingers in her twat, spending extra time with her hard
little clit, until she came. Then, still following orders, she took another
picture of her pussy.

The hard part was sending Joseph the pictures. She knew
her body was his, but what was going to happen to these pictures. They were
sure to live on the internet for years. Once she pressed the send button on the
phone Kassie tried to forget about that fact. A minute later her phone vibrated
with a message.
Very good. You have a pretty pussy. Now have lunch. Eat
whatever you want in the fridge. Then you can take a nap or watch TV in my
bedroom. I expect you to be in my bed when I get home.

These orders Kassie was happy to follow. She made herself
a sandwich, eat it, cleaned up her mess, and retired to the bedroom to watch
trash television.

She must have drifted off to sleep because she woke up to
a door slamming. A minute later Joseph was in the bedroom while she was still
trying to push sleep from her brain. “Good, you’re in bed. That will make this
easier.”

She nodded but didn’t understand. “Okay,” she agreed.

“Stand up,” he ordered.

She obeyed. Her ballet flats were on the floor but she
still wore her tiny g-string. Happily it was still in place but it still felt
odd to her sex; she was more of a bikini or boyshorts girl. “Very nice. You’ve
still got great tits. A little small, but we can fix that I think. Take off
your uniform, get on the bed, hands and knees.”

This time it was easy to take off her clothes. She was
only wearing one item. Being naked the second time with Joseph was more
natural. Once she was naked and back on the bed she expected him to mount her
again for another vigorous fucking. Instead he was occupied at the dresser
again. She wiggled her ass at him, teasing. He didn’t see. His back was turned.

“Do you know what this is?” he asked, walking around to
the side of the bed. He displayed a metal object with what had to be a glass
jewel. It was roughly the shape of a lava lamp with the jewel serving as the
base. She studied it for a moment before realizing what it was. “Is that a butt
plug?” she asked.

“Very good,” he complimented her. “So you know what it is
and where it goes. Have you worn one before?”