Susan Finds a Dom Ch08 The Meeting

It was tough leaving Master’s home, more and more it feels like it is where I belong. My ass burning from Master’s paddle and my cunt still on fire from the ginger oil spoke to me of Master’s expectations of me and that he treasured me even when I failed him. My fellow slaves had lovingly reminded me of that in bed first thing this morning. I hated that Master was not available for our regular Friday night together, but it meant I got to spend time with Sally and get to know her better and hopefully she would help me better serve Master. Master had said that Saturday was Hank’s, but to save Sunday for him, though he gave no clue as to why.

Back home I stripped as soon as I entered my apartment, impaled my still burning cunt on my chair’s dildo and started prepping for the project progress meeting called for tomorrow. My assignment was in good shape, but what I had seen from John was worrisome. Very little concrete details and quite evasive answers. My other teammate Jerry seemed to be very much on top of his part of the project, but also expressed concern about getting straight answers from John. I sent a note to John and asked what was going on. I almost immediately got a response asking me to come over to his place to “talk.” That did not ease my concerns.

I threw on a dress and headed over to John’s, not sure what I was gonna discover. John met me at the door, looking like he hadn’t slept in a week, and reeking of alcohol.

“What is going on John?” the demand in my voice surprising even me.

John teared up and explained, “It is a long story. Well, actually it is a very short story. You know I have had a submissive for several years. Well, surprising news to both of us, she isn’t sterile, and is having twins. My twins. I’m going to be a father.”

I stood there in shock, then reached out and hugged him. He started crying on my shoulder. I held him until he took a step back.

John started to explain, “Mary, my submissive, and I have been together for over five years. She suffers from something called POI. When we met she had been diagnosed and told that she had stopped ovulating and that there was no cure. She never wanted to be married knowing she couldn’t have children. She was happy when you and I got together because she knew I always wanted to be a dad someday, and I told her that you were ok with her being my submissive. I have been a bipolar wreck since I found out, going from uncontrollable elation that I’m going to be a dad with Mary, to deep depression because it means losing you. I tried to work on the project but what I was creating was crap, I just couldn’t concentrate.”

John started crying again, but when he got ahold of himself he continued, “I’ve talked to our coordinator he knows what is going on and that you weren’t aware that I wasn’t producing. Kelly is taking my place on your team; you’ve worked with her before. I gave her what I had earlier today. She will be at your meeting tomorrow. I’m meeting with HR to work out some time off. I’m so sorry. I hate doing this to you, please forgive me.”

It took me a moment to fully comprehend what John had just told me. My immediate reply once I understood was, “John, there is nothing to forgive. We are still friends. Believe me that I am here for whatever you need, a shoulder to cry on, advice, whatever.”

John promised to stop with the drinking. We hugged and he asked me to leave until he could get himself back together, with a promise we would talk and work things out soon.

As soon as I got to my car, I called Master. He had given me his cell number in case I urgently needed to talk to him. I had never done that before. He answered immediately and I filled him in on what John was going through, and the condition I had found him in. Master was immediately concerned about me and wanted me to come to his house. I told him I really wanted to, but with this new development with John I needed to get things ready for the work meeting in the morning that had just taken on a whole new character with John off my team, and Kelly joining it. Sir kept insisting and I finally agreed to meet him for dinner. He said it would be better if he didn’t call or go see John until he hopefully sobered up overnight.

Back home I buried my cunt on the chair’s dildo and started going through the programming that John had done. While there were some serious issues, the basic structure was sound. I started going through it module by module. The first few were almost there; it was obvious where John had gone off the rails. I made notes on what I had found and forwarded the entire file to Kelly. Hopefully she would have a clue how far behind that section was at the meeting tomorrow.

I had been hesitant about having dinner with Master but realized that was exactly what I needed. Not knowing where dinner might lead, I did an enema, showered, shaved, and released my enema, and plugged my ass. I did some light make-up and picked out a nice dress. Just the shower and getting ready to meet Master made me feel better.

Dinner was nice, at a good Chinese restaurant. It was obvious that Master wanted to check my mental state and assure me that he was there for whatever I needed. We talked, I only cried twice. One thing Master said several times, “Remember, sometimes when one door closes another one opens. Master made me promise that I would be at his house at 6:00PM the next night, and plan to stay overnight. It was unsaid that this was to make sure that I was OK, on what would have been John’s night. I don’t think Master’s hand left my thigh the entire night. I found his touch very comforting and reassuring.

Master wanted and almost insisted that I spend the night at his house, but I made it clear that I needed the time to be ready for the meeting. Once Master was sure that was the issue he quickly relented but stressed that I needed to be at his house on time tomorrow.

Master hugged and kissed me at the table, and then again at my car. He opened my car door for me and gave my ass a hard slap as I got in. His last words were, “Tomorrow night 6:00, be on time.

Back home I stripped, sat on my dildo and checked mail. There was a note from Kelly that from her quick review most of what John had done was salvageable and she was sure that she would have a better idea of what needed to be done and an approximate time line by the meeting.

There was a sweet note from Hank that he had heard and would be there if I needed anything. He had a cryptic “See you soon” which I took to mean on the Saturday that Master had asked me to save for Hank.

I did my typical bathroom routine then removed my plug, paddled, edged and crawled to bed. Considering the turmoil of the day I fell asleep quickly.

I hadn’t set an alarm for Wednesday morning, so I slept a little later. I edged, used the toilet, did my enema, showered, fixed breakfast and ate it at the computer enjoying the feeling of the dildo as I did a quick email and message check. Nothing new so I went over John’s file again, Kelly’s message had been reassuring.

I was running a bit late when I dressed for the meeting, and it wasn’t until I was at the door leaving the apartment that I realized I hadn’t put a bra on. Work was the only time I wore one anymore. I decided that for just a small lunch meeting, I would brave it.

When I got to the restaurant at 11:00, my boss and Kelly were already there. I met Jerry, my other teammate when we both got to the restaurant at the same time. The meeting went well. Kelly felt that most of John’s work was usable with some modifications and asked for a one week extension. My boss obviously had wondered we were in worse shape and approved the extra week without a second wondered. Through lunch I got to know Kelly better. I knew her by reputation, one of the people management called to put out fires. I got a few looks from Jerry that made it obvious that he had noticed my lack of a bra. Jerry and Kelly got essentially told that John was off the project and was taking a sabbatical for “personal reasons.” The final item was that we all agreed to trade copies of the work we had done on the project so far so the team could keep an eye out for coordination issues.

Once home, I stripped, edged, and laid down for a nap. I was fairly sure tonight at Master’s was more than dinner and while bedtime might be early, sleep opportunities might be limited. I slept fitfully with all kinds of erotic images floating through my semi consciousness.

On awakening I crawled to the bathroom, used the toilet, took my enema, showered, shaved, released my enema, plugged my ass, dried my hair, and did my make-up. Since I wouldn’t be wearing it long, I put the dress on that I wore to the meeting, with a higher pair of heels.

As usual I arrived at Master’s early and parked down the street until 5:55. Arriving at his house, I was at the door right as the church bells rang 6:00. I hung up my dress and put on the chained cuffs and leash. There was a note, “Master’s Bedroom.”

I crawled to Master’s Bedroom and was greeted by a naked Master, sitting on the edge of the bed with his live in sub Sally kneeling between Master’s legs.

Master smiled at me and said, “we will get started as soon as Sally finishes her fluffer duties. Stand up, give me a hug and a kiss and lie down on the bed on your back, head towards the foot of the bed.”

I stood, leaned over Sally to Master’s tight warm hug and long lingering tongue filled kiss. As soon as Master released me, I got on the bed as Master had directed. He had me move up closer to the headboard. Master stood up and Sally crawled onto the bed and laid on top of me, her cunt in my face and her face in mine, classic 69.

Sally started licking my cunt, so I did the same with hers. Master knelt over my face and I got the close up view of Master mounting Sally’s ass. Master entered Sally slowly, his balls dragging across my face. With every stroke I got a face full of Master’s balls. But I concentrated on serving Sally though my vision remained Master fucking Sally’s ass. I felt Sally moaning into my cunt, but she kept the tongue and suction working and was now paying my clit more and more attention. I started licking and sucking on her clit which got even more vibration in my cunt from her moans.

Whether from my oral service or Master fucking her ass or both, Sally came squirting into my mouth and all over my face. Master pulled out of Sally, adjusted my head, stuck his cock deep in my mouth before withdrawing to just inside my lips and filled my mouth with cum.

Master moved off me and Sally quickly turned down on top of me and we started kissing, sharing Master’s cum back and forth with a battle of tongues.

We heard Master, “Ok sluts, swallow.”

Sally and I swallowed, kissed and moved over and took turns licking and sucking Master’s cock clean. Master pulled both of us up to him and gave us both hugs and kisses as we snuggled tight in his arms.

Master kissed me and said, “Time for slut to go to her room. Now go.”

I started to protest, but Master’s look said “No” I got down from the bed and started crawling. Heartbroken that Master had sent me away. Sir hadn’t even fucked me. I crawled down the hall, into the other bedroom, and over to the bed.

It wasn’t until I started to climb into the bed that I realized that it was occupied.

The person said, “Hello, slut. Your Master said you needed someone to console you. I volunteered for the job.”

I immediately recognized him as Hank, my Hunk. I flew into his arms, and he greeted me with a very tight hug and an equally deep kiss.

“So, you know about John? I asked.

“Yes, John and I had a very long talk. He has quit alcohol and is doing better. He feels terrible about what this did to you, but he felt he had no other choice. He also apologized for screwing up the project and said he has been talking to Kelly, helping her find out what he was working on.” Hank explained.

Hank rolled over on top of me and said, “Your Master promised that you would deliver slut to me very wet and horny.”

With that Hank went deep into my cunt in one, long slow push. God he felt good. I wanted him, I was humping back at him as hard as he was fucking me. I didn’t last long before the first orgasm crashed over me, my cunt clenched then ripples ran up and down it as Hank kept fucking me. He said later that he didn’t mind the claw marks I left on his back. Hank fucked me through at least three more orgasms though when they run together who can count. I finally felt Hank get bigger in my cunt, he pushed in fast hard and deep, and I felt the pulses as he pumped deep into my cunt.

I held him tight as we both lay there working to get our breath back. I whispered in his ear, “Thank you, I needed that.”

Hank smiled back at me and said, “More than happy to be of service.”

Hank rolled us over, so I was on top. I slid down and looked into his eyes as I sucked and licked his cock clean. Once I had it clean, I held his cock in my mouth, gently licking and sucking as I looked into his eyes and watched his smile. He reached down and stroked my hair. I sighed in contentment.

I was surprised when Hank’s cock started to grow in my mouth. I started sucking, licking and working it harder as its hardness returned.

Hank looked down at me and said, “Your turn, now you fuck me.”

I scooted up, lined Hanks cock with my cunt and rapidly lowered by cunt down his magnificent cock. I started rolling my hips and rocking back and forth when Hank reached up, grabbed both my nipples and pulled me down to him for a kiss.

The bed moved as if someone had joined us and I felt a wet drizzle on my ass followed my fingers working the lube into my ass and then Master’s cock. It hurt as it went in, I was already full of Hank’s large member in my cunt. Master gave me a minute to adjust and when he resumed working deeper in my ass the pain subsided. That Hank’s tongue was exploring my mouth as we kissed helped too.

Master started a slow fuck of my ass. Hank had some limited movement and with my clit crushed against his pelvis it felt great.

I had never been so full; Hank is larger than average in my cunt and Master fucking deep in my ass. Master started going faster and harder in my ass and Hank lifted my hips to give him some room and started long hard strokes in my cunt.

I started begging Master for permission to cum. He waited till I felt him swell and start cumming in my ass, before he said in my ear, “Cum for us slut, cum for Hank and I.” I felt myself clench hard, both my kegels and sphincter spasmed against both cocks. That apparently pushed Hank over the edge, and I felt his spasms in my cunt.

Master collapsed on top of both of us and joked, “What we have here is a slut sandwich.”

For some reason that started me giggling. A giggle when your ass and cunt is still full of hard cock just feels amazing, and the wave it sent down my cunt I felt in my ass too.

Master pulled out and rolled off me. Sally immediately started cleaning his cock. I hadn’t noticed her come in. I slid down and cleaned Hank’s cock and balls and then moved up and cuddled on my back between Master and Hank, holding tight to both of them.

Sally finished cleaning Master’s cum and my ass off his cock. She smiled at me and moved over and started cleaning the cum from my cunt and ass. Having her tongue massage my recently fucked cunt just felt heavenly. When she finished cleaning my cunt and ass, she moved up on top of me and we shared a very cum filled kiss. The four of us laid there snuggling there for awhile.

The rest of the night was a blur, I was spit roasted as was Sally. I cleaned Sally, Hank and Master after fucking and Sally did similar with me. I think every combination was done except for Hank and Master together. I must say that both Hank’s and Master’s recovery rate through the night was phenomenal.

I woke up to an empty bed in my room. I crawled down to the kitchen following the smell of coffee and bacon. Master and Hank were having a discussion when I arrived. I got a cup of coffee and Master motioned me to sit at the table. Both men sat there looking at me and smiling.

Master finally spoke, “Hank and I have been discussing my slut. I reached a decision and Hank agreed, all that is required now is your approval and acceptance. Hank will also become your Master. You will answer to, and obey him as you would me. He will also discipline you if he finds it necessary and appropriate. You will give up your apartment and move into Hank’s new house once it is ready next month. Tuesday and Friday nights will still be mine, though it may be me visiting you at Hank’s house. I know it is unusual to have two Masters but Hank and I are sure that we can make it work for the advantage of all.”

Master stopped and gave Hank and I a long look. “slut do you find out, and do you give your consent to what I have proposed?”

I was confused and shocked. I asked, “Master, does this mean you are giving me away?”

Master answered immediately, “No slut, you are still my treasured owned slut. But you also become Hank’s treasured owned slut. I have a feeling that relationship will now grow as it should. You have called Hank your ‘fuck buddy’ but he has become much more than that to you. You knew that even before the issues with John. I am merely proposing that we recognize reality.”

I looked at Hank tears in my eyes, “You really want me, I can be yours?”

Hank reached over, took my hand and pulled me over to his lap. “slut you are the best thing that has happened to me in years. I not only want you, I need you in my life.”

I threw my arms around Hanks neck and we shared a long kiss.

Master looked over at us and said, “So, slut, I can take that as a yes?

Sally came crawling into the room and saw me sitting on Hank’s lap and everyone with big smiles. “What did I miss?”

Master said, “I will explain more later, but Hank is now part owner of my slut.”

Sally looked around and said, “Yes I’ve known that for awhile, what is new?

I giggled, looked at Sally and said, “It is now official, I have two Masters and proudly serve them both.”

Six weeks later Hank and a friend moved me into Hank’s new house. As we were moving in, I asked Hank, “which is my room?”

Hank smile and said, “You don’t get a room, you get that closet in my room.”

It took me a moment to realize that I was now sharing Hank’s bed. Hank had truly claimed me as his.

My routine hasn’t changed much since the move, I still have the same set of rules and routines. Hank gives me my nightly spankings. I still edge before bed so I am nice and wet for Hank or Master. I still do daily enema’s so I can clean Hank’s or Master’s cock after they fuck my ass. The biggest change is that I’m rarely horny. It is a rare day that I’m not used in at least two holes by one or both of my Masters. The dildo in my work chair is now “Hank” size. My wardrobe is filled out, but it is all short low cut dresses. We still swim on Mondays and Hank has found a more revealing suit for me.

Hank does not hesitate to discipline me when he thinks it is appropriate. The clothes pin game is his favorite punishment where I put four clothes pins on my nipples and labia and then move one clothes pin every one to five minutes. The first move in onto my clit. The only rule is that the same pin cannot be moved twice in a row. For the first offence, a pin is moved every minute, that works up to every five minutes, though he can decide any failure is a five minute offence. The punishment lasts for five moves, then one pin is removed every minute until all are removed. It is a game that Master taught me shortly after I contacted him.

Master’s days are different now. Some days Hank sends me to Master’s for his use. Sometimes, Hank takes me over and they distribute Sally and me. Sometimes Master and Sally come over and we have a BBQ and then everyone enjoys everyone.