Barclay was pretty pumped for his upcoming show. His band had been slowly building momentum over the last 5 years and they were finally getting invited to play festivals. The years of playing late night bar gigs for gas money was finally behind them. They were opening the weekend at a pretty trendy festival. It wasn’t the most prestigious time slot, but he figured it was a foot in the door. They were slated to play two 45 minute sets with a half hour break in between. As the band was finishing the last song he saw someone he never wondered he’d see again. In the front row he saw Megs. He had helped her out on a lonely country road once when she had run out of gas, he’d also had the most incredible sex of his life with her on that same road. He made his way off stage and waved her over through security. They said hello and awkwardly hugged. He had looked for her around town for a couple of weeks after their encounter but was never able to discover her but, to his pleasure, here she was.

Megs told him that she’d been a little embarrassed about how fast everything had happened that day; but as time passed she was unable to stop thinking about it. She told him,with a slight blush, that she had been waking up at 4am every night with an aching pussy; remembering the whole encounter and that she couldn’t sleep until she had made herself cum at least two or three times. Barclay could feel his cock stir as he too wondered about that mind blowing day and here she was.

Megs told him shyly that she had gone looking for him when she realized that only by having his thick, horse cock inside her again would help ease the constant pulsing in her pussy. Barclay cut her off by drawing her in close to him and kissing her hard on the mouth. Megs was left gasping as he took her by the hand and led her backstage to the green room.

We they got inside, Barclay turned and locked the door. He took a chair and placed it in the middle of the room. He sat and looked at Megs with a slight smile and told her to strip. Megs started to speak but Barclay held up his hand saying “you don’t speak unless I say so. Take off your clothes!” Megs felt a shot of electricity shoot straight to her pussy. She’d never had someone order her to do anything in her life. Most of the guys she knew would do anything she asked, and then some, just to talk to her. So having someone else take complete control caused her breath to catch and her nipples to harden.

Once Megs was completely naked Barclay ordered her to turn around slowly while he inspected every inch of her body.

Megs trembled every time she felt Barclays breath on her naked body and when his fingers brushed lightly along her lower back a low moan escaped her lips. “Do you like this?” Barclay asked in a whisper. Megs nodded and answered “yes”. Megs eyes flew wide open in surprise as Barclays hand slapped her ass. It wasn’t a hard slap but the sound of it in the quiet room startled her. “You will address me as Master from now on.” Barclay told her “failure to do so will earn you another. Do you understand?” Barclay asked “yes master” Megs replied.

“Good girl” Barclay answered smiling. Megs stood quietly biting her lower lip in anticipation of what was coming next. To her surprise Barclay, or Master as she was now to refer to him, sat in the chair,fully clothed, facing her. Her Master sat silently that way for a full two minutes staring at her nakedness. Finally, he spoke “come closer” Megs did as she was told until she was mere inches from him. “Spread your legs baby girl.” Megs did as instructed and could see the smile spread over Masters face as her stared at her glistening pussy.

“You’re already excited.” Barclay said “Your Master likes this very much. Put your right foot on my knee.” He ordered. Megs complied and as she did so she could feel her wetness begin to run down her inner thigh. Her Masters hand reached out and ran his fingers through the pussy juice on her thigh. He then brought his fingers to his mouth tasting her juices with a moan. “Rub you clit.” Master Barclay commanded “but don’t cum until I give you permission.”

Megs felt her legs go weak at her Masters request and she almost came as soon as her fingers found her clit. She sunk her two middle fingers into her sopping wet cunt and used the lubed up fingers to rub small circles over her hardening bud. Megs moaned as she watched Barclay squeeze his cock through his pants. She could see his thick rod straining against the fabric of his pants and that caused her to quicken her assault on her aching pussy. “Please Master, may I cum?” Megs was almost crying now. Teetering on the edge of a mind blowing orgasm. “Not yet!” Barclay replied as he stood and walked behind her. She felt him slide two fingers into her dripping wetness and begin to fuck her slowly. She cried out, almost losing control, as she felt him lean in and whisper “Are you ready to cum for your Master?”

Megs was whimpering now, her whole body trembling, awaiting the release that she so badly needed. Barclay then said “you may cum for me baby girl.” And at the same time he slid his pussy juice covered fingers into her tight asshole. Megs eyes rolled into the back of her head and she screamed as she came over and over again. She had no idea how many times she came or even where she was until she came to her senses laying on the couch wrapped in Barclays strong arms. He was holding her tightly to his chest and stroking her hair while softly kissing her face. “You are such a good girl for Master my baby girl. Rest and catch your breath and we’ll see how the rest of the night goes.” He smirked “did you like the foreplay?”