I froze. Her words struck me as though several daggers had been run through my flesh. Calm yourself, you’ve said it before, it’s well-known that some slaves become infatuated with their masters. Why are you so surprised? She’s young and naïve, a penniless orphan girl from the streets of Bristol. She won’t be the last slave to fall for her master. The issue is trifling, nothing more.
Indeed it was, but what if the Master also began to fall for the slave? What would happen then?
“Sarah…” I uttered her name for the first time.
“Ssh, Master Colston,” she replied, putting her fingers to my lips and kissing me. “Let me please you, in the best way I can.”
She knelt before me and began unfastening my breeches. I reclined in the chair. I kept telling myself that this was somehow God’s will. Hell wasn’t ready to accept me yet, so I had to remain on Earth. Was this a test from the Almighty? In opening my eyes to love, was he giving my corrupted soul a chance to be cleansed?
I didn’t want to fall in love. Men like me didn’t fall in love. To do so would be seen as weakness. I was too depraved to experience love. I lusted, I cheated, I stole. I could never marry, as was expected of a wealthy merchant. My mind briefly went blank as I felt Sarah take my cock into her mouth. Willingly this time. God, it felt wonderful, and I was so hard. She sucked my prick for all it was worth, caressing my balls at the same time.
Sarah removed my cock from her mouth. “Master, I have to have you spend deep in my throat. I want you to fill my mouth up and swallow the sweet taste of your seed. Please release. Please. Let me taste you. Let your lamb please you. Let me love you!”
Oh dear God, there it came, what she was waiting for. My cock erupted in a white fountain; I couldn’t stop. I was groaning in ecstasy. Sarah swallowed every drop, gulping it down. “It’s delicious, Master. I must have it all!” I felt like I spurted my essence forever. I gasped and lay back. I was panting, sighing and running my fingers through her blonde hair.
“There, Master,” Sarah said, when I’d got my breath back. “Now you know my special skill.”