“Usually.” Arthur quipped back.
His answer seemed to surprise Katerine, and she smiled before she realized it. She shook it off and gestured toward the bedroom. “Your slave is in there.” She teasingly added. “Master.”
Still unsure how to take Katerine, Arthur felt it best to strive for more familiar ground. He started toward the bedroom door.
“We still on for lunch?” Katerine’s voice reached his ears and stopped him.
He turned back to look at her, nodded, and then turned toward the bedroom door. He closed it behind him and didn’t hear whatever Katerine said in response to his nod.
The light in here was dark, and for a moment, he had to stand there and let his eyes adjust. Then he reached over and turned on the light. For a moment, he was surprised to find that not only was Selene not in his bed but his bed was made perfectly, just the way he always made it. He hadn’t had time the morning after Selene spent the night, but it was made now. He expected to see Selene nestled under the covers, but no. His eyes trailed along the bed, came to its foot, and looked directly down. There, curled up on a pile of blankets, was a naked, collared Selene.
He smirked and started back toward the bedroom door.
“Master?” Selene’s sleepy voice broke into a yawn before she finished the word. She pushed herself up on her forearms as she yawned and stretched like a cat. First, her shoulders went up, showing off her breasts nicely, then her shoulders went down, and her ass went up. Then she started standing. “You’re home!” She said cheerily. “I take it your date went well? You fucked her?”
Arthur laughed. “We uh… Yeah. It went well.”
Selene smiled and crawled forward. “Sit on the edge of the bed, Master.”
He knew it wasn’t quite a command, but the tone in her voice was surprisingly forceful coming from his slave. He smirked for a moment, but in the end, he decided to sit on the edge of the bed. He could guess what she wanted and was perfectly willing to give it to her.
“I want you to tell me all about it, every detail, while I suck your cock. I want to taste her still on you….” Selene’s voice drifted off into a dream-like tone, her eyes half-closed as she reached up and started undoing her Master’s belt and pants.
Arthur let her, and he started recounting the story as she fished him out of his pants. She stroked him until he was hard, which didn’t take long, and then she dove onto his cock, taking him in her mouth more eager than ever. Her head bobbed up and down fiercely, and the suction from her locked lips around his cock was intense enough to dimple her cheeks.
When he got to the kinky parts, she started to moan onto his cock, which sent pleasant vibrations through him, and he leaned back. She climbed up him with her arms resting on his thighs, impaled her face with his cock, and listened as he recounted fucking Kelly the night before.
She popped off his cock once to ask: “May I play with myself, Master? And may I cum?”
“You may, and you may.” Arthur answered her back. “So long as you can get me to cum first.” He smirked and put his hands behind his head as he lay back and stared at the ceiling. Then he continued recounting the story, up until the point that they fell asleep.
Selene lifted her head off his cock and kept pumping him with her right hand while her left was between her legs, finger-fucking herself and pressing her clit with the base of her fingers until she felt herself getting closer to the edge.
“Did you enjoy fucking her, Master?” Selene asked.
“Of course.” Arthur answered honestly.
“And the housewife, the roleplay. Did you enjoy that? Do you want me to do that?” Selene asked as she tightened her grip around his cock.
“No, you and I roleplay other things.” He answered. “Kind of.” He supposed it was a type of roleplay. It just happened to last as long as Selene wore her collar, and so far, she refused to take it off.
“Do you think, if things work out between you, and she does become your wife, for real, that she would be okay with me still being your slave?” Selene closed her eyes as she pumped Arthur, and her left hand started working even faster as she gasped in pleasure.
“You would have to be a slave to both of us.” Arthur answered, playing along. “But I don’t think you’d mind that.” He reached down and cupped her face in one hand. “You’re a good slut, aren’t you? You’d obey your mistress if I gave you one.”
“Yes, Master.” Selene gasped. “Oh my god. Master.”
“You would do anything to her that I told you to, wouldn’t you?” Arthur watched her delirious smile stretch across her face.
“Of course, Master. I would serve your wife, or girlfriend, as I would you. If you told me to. I obey you in all things. You are my Master. I am your slave. Please, sir, use your slut.” Selene dove for his cock as he came, and although the first jet hit her in the face, the rest she gobbled down and swallowed eagerly, shivering with pleasure the whole time.
When Arthur was finished cumming, his body went slack against the bed. “Good girl.” He sighed as she nuzzled against his hand that was cupping her face. She shivered with pleasure at his words and shuddered as she kept fingering herself, faster and harder with every passing second. “Cum for me.” He encouraged her. “Cum for your Master like a good slut.”
She obeyed. Her entire body went rigid, and she moved her hand from his cock to his thigh as she clamped down around her fingers and came. She pushed her face into the mattress and screamed with pleasure. The mattress muffled it, but it still brought a smile to Arthur’s face. She sat slumped against the foot of the bed now, one arm around his leg, hugging it, with her back against the foot of the bed. He laid back on the mattress with his eyes closed, his legs hanging over the foot of the bed.
Without meaning to, he fell asleep. So did Selene. It wasn’t until several hours later, when there was a knock on the bedroom door, that either of them stirred.
“Hm?” Arthur asked as he slowly came back into the world. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked around. At his feet, Selene stirred on her slave bed made of blankets. She yawned and stretched. Kat, on the other side of the door, knocked again.
“Hold on.” Arthur called out, waking himself enough to close up his pants and sit up.
Selene was still naked, except for her collar, but once Arthur was buttoned up, she called out. “Come in, Kat.”
Arthur raised an eyebrow, but if either of them were embarrassed at Selene’s current state, neither showed it. Kat might as well have opened the door to the two of them perfectly dressed, playing a game of cards for all the disturbance either showed.
“It’s eleven o’clock.” Kat announced.
“Hm?” Arthur asked, surprised. He turned to check the clock as if he didn’t believe her, and sure enough: it read 11:01. “Wow.” He chuckled. “I guess I needed the sleep.”
Selene smiled. “I’ll go make you some coffee, Master. You should get showered and ready for your date with Kat.”
Kat’s face was unreadable.
“I’ve been meaning to ask you about that.” Arthur said as Selene stood up.