“And if I wanted you to go down on her while I fucked you from behind?” Arthur asked as he stared straight down at Selene.
She blushed but shook her head. “No, Master. I don’t think I could do that.” She sounded sorry and tried to make up for it almost immediately. “But I would hold her down while you fucked her if you wanted me to.”
“Ha.” Arthur laughed. “Finally. We found a line that you won’t cross.” He pulled on his pants and then patted her on the head. “Good girl.”
Selene shivered as goosebumps spun up her spine. She wiggled in her kneeling Nadu position and crawled after Arthur as he left the bathroom and headed into the living room. It was only eleven thirty. He had some time.
“Oh shit.” Arthur cussed.
“What is it?” Selene asked, looking up, alarmed.
“I forgot about my phone. The battery died last night, and I haven’t had a chance to charge it or turn it back on yet.” He quickly went back into his bedroom. Selene waited in the living room, taking up the Nadu position in the center of the room, as he plugged his phone back in. It was only at ten percent, but he turned it back on anyway. He sat on the edge of the sofa and waited while it booted up, and the alerts started coming in.
13 missed messages from Slut.
2 missed messages from Kelly.
1 missed call from Mom.
1 voicemail.
6 emails, none of which seemed important.
Arthur looked over to Selene, kneeling in the center of the room to his right, looking down at the carpet. Nude, except for her thin leather collar. Her long blonde hair was still tied back in a single braid that ran down her back and ended just above her round bubble butt. He opened their message chain.
Slut: Homework is all finished!
Slut: How is your date going?
Slut: I came! Thank you, Master!
The subsequent few messages were a series of photographs.
A selfie of Selene on her back against the carpet, one tit cupped in her hand.
A selfie of Selene from a low angle, with one leg raised straight into the air, her hand holding on to her ankle.
A picture of Selene on the couch, her face turned away from the camera and her ass up. Not a selfie. Someone else had taken this one.
Slut: Kat is really looking forward to your date tomorrow!
Slut: I hope you’re fucking her good and proper, Master!
Slut: Show her what it’s like to be fucked by a god.
Slut: I guess you’re not coming home tonight?
Slut: Can’t wait to hear all about it tomorrow.
Slut: Goodnight, Master.
Slut: Thank you for letting me cum tonight.
Arthur smiled as he saved all the pictures to his phone. Once that was done, he moved on to the messages from Kelly.
Kelly: Sorry about this morning, again.
Kelly: I’m looking forward to next week, though! Same time, right?
Arthur messaged her back.
Arthur: Yeah, same time, my place. I’ll cook us dinner this time.
Before he could move on, Kelly messaged him back.
Kelly: Okay. Should I think of another game for us to play?
Arthur: Sure. Let me know what you’re thinking, so I can take care of any prep ahead of time.
Kelly: Prep?
Arthur: Well, it depends on how elaborate you want to get, but yeah, prep. Costumes, candles, you set the scene pretty well last night. I’d like to be able to return the favor.
Kelly: Oh, gotcha. Sure. I’ll let you know.
Then it was time for the voicemail.
“Arthur, this is your mother, but you probably already know that because caller ID exists, you’re either screening your calls or still asleep because it’s Saturday. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know the plan for tonight is steaks on the grill. Your father wants to cook and use the patio before it gets too cold. The pool is heated, and the hot tub is open, so bring your trunks if you want. We’ll be at the house all day, so whenever you get here, we’ll start dinner. Love you, see you soon.”
Arthur decided to text rather than call. A generational difference, maybe, but it was still faster and more efficient than all that talking.
Arthur: Got your message. Looking forward to tonight. I’ll let you know when I’m on my way.
Selene was still kneeling there, waiting for instructions. Arthur shook his head.
“Don’t you have things to do today?” Arthur asked. “Projects to work on? That kind of thing?”
“I got a lot done last night.” Selene answered. “Today is kind of like my day off. I’m supposed to study Lit tomorrow with Kat, but otherwise… I’m free to do anything you need today.” Selene’s answer was more of a suggestion that Arthur did not miss.
“So you’re just going to hang out here naked all day?” Arthur asked.
“Unless you’d rather I wear something?” Selene asked. “You didn’t assign me any clothes today, so I just assumed I wasn’t to wear any.”
Arthur chuckled. “I like that assumption, though it might make life difficult for you if I sleep in on a class day.”
Selene blushed but did not answer. Arthur watched her for a moment and then realized something. “Do you know what was missing from my phone this morning?” He asked.
“No, sir.” She answered honestly as she looked at him from her position on the floor. “What?”
“I told you to send me a selfie of yourself when you finished your slave mantra this morning.” Arthur reminded her. “Did you recite your slave mantra this morning?”
Selene looked back down, and her voice was soft as she answered. “No, sir.”
“Why not?” Arthur asked in a stern tone as he stood up. The bulge in his pants was obvious to Selene’s hungry eyes.
“I was too eager to suck your cock, sir.” Selene answered. “I thought of nothing else when I saw you come in this morning.”
“And when I went to get my shower?” He asked. “Could you not have recited it then?”
“I…” Selene hesitated. “I suppose I could have, sir.” She sounded sorry. “I’m sorry.”
“Should I punish you?” Arthur asked. He strode toward her and walked around her until he was standing behind her.
“Yes, sir.” Selene answered immediately, her eyes still downcast.
“Why?” Arthur asked.
“Because I am your slave, I must complete the tasks you assign me.” Selene answered.
“Good girl.” Arthur smiled. “That is the right answer.”
Selene shuddered. “But you don’t have time, do you, Master? You have to go have lunch with Kat.”
Arthur glanced at the clock. She was right, of course, but he had an idea for a punishment he quite liked. “Okay.” He said. “While I’m having lunch with Kat. You’ll stay here and recite your slave mantra over and over. You’re going to go through your poses while you do it.” He gripped her hair by its braid. “And you’re going to do it with your rabbit vibrator shoved as far into you as you can make it go, on as high a setting as you can.” He was already hard just thinking about it, and Selene was obviously aroused by how she pushed her pelvis into the floor.
“But.” Arthur added. “You are not going to cum.”
Selene’s nostrils flared as Arthur continued. “Every time you get so close to cumming that you feel you can’t help it, you will stop the vibrator and make a mark on this page.”
Arthur opened one of her notebooks on the coffee table to the first blank page he found.
“For every mark, you will earn one spanking that I will deliver to you when I’m done with Kat.” Arthur smiled; he couldn’t help it. Selene tried not to. “And you’re going to record yourself doing it with my phone. I’ll review the video.” He warned. “So I’ll know if you do it correctly.”