“Ha, your asshole is trying to push out the plug.”
Elliot teased Hannah.
“Please don’t look…”
Hannah begged with tears in her eyes. She was mortified. Elliot was seeing the most private part of her body and she felt violated, but also she had to admit she was getting wet from being humiliated by her master.
Hannah was on Elliot’s desk on all four with her ass facing him. Elliot continued to watch her for a moment and slapped Hannah’s ass without a warning. The sudden pain made her jolt and tighten her ass. She moaned in protest.
“I told you to relax. You have a long way to go to take my dick, and I don’t want to wait months to fuck your ass. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand.”
Hannah answered obediently. Elliot instructed her to wear butt plugs a few hours every day and increase the size of the plug every week. Hannah made sure to start wearing a butt plug every day when Elliot was in school.
—
The weather was getting quite warm so one morning Hannah decided to read a book in the garden. She wore a white one-piece and wore a sunhat to go out to protect her sensitive skin. No one would ever suspect that she had the butt plug stuffed on her ass. It gave her the sensation whenever she walked. It felt strange but also felt good.
When she reached the garden she realized that David was there. David was a gardener in his 30s who visited the manor every few days to take care of its lawn and a flowerbed in the garden. The garden next to the manor was quite small but the flowerbed was full of seasonal flowers. Elliot and Ms. Steiner rarely visited the garden, but Hannah would sit on the garden bench occasionally to read. Hannah turned red as she wondered if David would notice that she had a butt plug stuffed on her ass, but he didn’t notice as he greeted her with his usual cheeriness.
“Hi, Hannah. It’s nice to see you. The Weather is amazing.”
“Hi, yes. I thought I should enjoy the weather and the garden as much as I can today.”
“Well, I am glad at least someone in the house is enjoying my hard work.”
David spoke as he looked over the flowerbed, and Hannah smiled. Hannah was pretty sure Paul, the personal chef, and Jenna, the housekeeper, knew Hannah’s primary role was getting fucked by Elliot to relieve his needs, but David seemed to believe that Hannah was simply Elliot’s live-in tutor. Paul and Jenna avoid talking about Elliot in front of Hannah, but David spoke of him freely.
“Elliot seemed to be home quite a lot lately. Are you too busy with lessons?”
Hannah nodded instead of answering David’s question. In a way, she was getting lessons from Elliot to become a better fuck toy for him. She smiled at the irony. She sat down and opened her book to avoid a small talk, and David left her alone.
—
Hannah checked her watch and saw it was 3 pm already. Elliot would go out after school quite often, but he always came home first to take a shower. He will be home soon and Hannah couldn’t wait to see her master.
She rushed into the manor and took off the butt plug and wore lace lingerie from her wardrobe. She walked down the brightly lit staircase and waited for Elliot by the door. She soon heard Elliot’s car driving up the driveway. When Elliot entered, Hannah was kneeling by the door waiting for her master as a well-trained house pet would.
“Welcome home.”
She greeted and stood up when Elliot gestured for her to stand up. Hannah took Elliot’s backpack and helped him take off his jacket.
“Do you have any schedule for the rest of the day? Would you like me to get you anything?”
“I see you are wearing the new lingerie. White lace suits you.”
Hannah beamed knowing her master noticed her lingerie. Elliot cusped Hannah’s blushed cheek and she closed her eyes to feel his touch better.
“I had a date planned with Michelle but the bitch canceled on me. She arguably got the best ass in school, so I want to give her a chance before I drop her. Anyway, I’ll stay home tonight.”
Hannah knew Michelle was one of Elliot’s girlfriends. Hannah tried her best, but she couldn’t help getting jealous of Elliot’s numerous girlfriends and partners whenever Elliot spent time with them. Hannah tried to hide how happy she was that her master was staying home for the rest of the day. She knew Elliot will likely fuck her, and her well-trained pussy started getting wet expecting to be used.
Elliot raised his eyebrow and smirked.
“You should stop trying to hide how you feel. You are a bad liar.”
“I can’t help it… you know how much I love taking care of you.”
Hannah blushed as she spoke and Elliot rolled his eyes as he smiled. Elliot climbed up the stairs to go to his west wing washroom for a shower. Hannah watched him and decided to push her luck.
“Can I join you in the shower?”
“Sure.”
–
Elliot was already in the shower when Hannah entered the washroom. The shower booth was fogged from hot water but Hannah was able to see her teenage master’s body under the shower. He was well-built and tall. He had a toned athletic body from years of tennis. His magnificent dick was big even without an erection. His chiseled face with its usual bored expression made him look incredibly arrogant, but she blushed whenever she pictured her master’s face smirking as he humiliated her. Watching the master’s body made Hannah’s pussy salivate even though she saw it so many times by now.
She undressed and entered the shower booth big enough for two. Elliot turned off the tap and turned around. He was clearly in a mood. He pushed Hannah’s shoulder against the tile and leaned in to kiss her roughly. Elliot’s tongue reached deep into her mouth and Hannah accepted his intrusion with a moan. She twisted her legs to contain her arousal. He opened his mouth and kissed Hannah’s lips and face as he was devouring her face. Elliot’s wet, hard chest pressed Hannah’s heavy breasts out of their usual shape, and Hannah’s chest raised and down as she was breathing rapidly.
“Tell me what you want.”
Elliot demanded and Hannah answered honestly.
“Make me feel good…”
Hannah realized she got carried away as soon as she said it. Elliot bit his lip and raised his large hand to slap Hannah’s cheek. It was not a full swing but still painful. Hannah cried out surprised.
“Do you think this is all about you? Tell me what you want from your master.”
“…Let me satisfy you.”
“I noticed that you tend to forget your place when I don’t remind you. You should know by now. You have no right to ask me to do anything for you. You are not my girlfriend. You are not my partner. You are not my equal. Oh, far far from it. You are here to take my cum whenever I need to relieve myself. You are my toilet, my cum dump, and my toy. Do you understand?”
The sting of the slap remained, but she didn’t care. Also, Hannah didn’t care what she was called, as long as she was her master’s. She kneeled on the tiled shower booth floor and kissed the top of Elliot’s left foot to show her devotion. Elliot understood Hannah’s intention so he stoked Hannah’s auburn hair affectionately to reward her humility. Hannah looked up at Elliot’s face, and he permitted her to do what she wanted.
“Go ahead.”
Hannah kneeled again and started licking up Elliot’s leg slowly and deliberately until she reached Elliot’s balls. Hannah held up his dick and licked Elliot’s balls slowly one by one as she was feeling every wrinkle of his balls. She then licked the underside of Elliot’s dick until she reached the tip. Elliot shuddered from the pleasure. Hannah then put his dick into her mouth and started sucking. Elliot stopped Hannah by pushing her off by her shoulder and standing her up. He then lifted Hannah by her thighs and pushed her against the wall of the shower booth. Even though Elliot was 8 years her junior, Hannah was petit against her master’s body. When Elliot held Hannah’s body up against the wall, veins in his forewarn protruded. Hannah wished she could lick his sexy forearms, but she was pinned against the wall. Her spread legs revealed her swelled-up pussy ready to take his dick. Elliot knew Hannah was wet enough to take his dick as he angled his dick to penetrate her as soon as he met her eyes. Elliot didn’t break his eye contact as he penetrated her. His penetration continued and Hannah’s moan filled the washroom and echoed. After a few minutes of moaning, Elliot let Hannah down. Hannah laid on her back on the wet floor of the shower booth and spread her bent legs apart. Elliot smiled and lied on top of Hannah and continued to pound her pussy. Her thighs were tense, but she loved even the pain her master gave her. When he got close to orgasm he pulled Hannah’s hair so her left ear was next to his mouth.
“You fucking whore. You are born for this. You are born to take my cum over and over and over and over again. You are mine.”
He continued to pound her pussy to make her take in what he was saying. Hannah whispered to reassure her master.
“I am here to take your cum… I am yours… I am here for your pleasure…”
Elliot came in Hannah with a grunt. He lay on top of Hannah for a while to catch his breath, and she used the chance to caress her master’s wet hair away from his forehead and cuddled him maternally. They stayed connected for a while and Hannah enjoyed Elliot’s weight on her body.
—
A few weeks later Hannah ran into David, the gardener, in the garden again. She haven’t been out in the garden lately as she suspected that David was pursuing her romantically. During the last interaction, he asked Hannah out for dinner, and she declined with an excuse for her busy tutoring schedule.
David was a good-looking guy in his 30s. He was tall with big hands, but he tended flowers in the garden with gentle care. Hannah would’ve dated him if it was even just a few months ago. She only dated sweet, nice guys who would treat her well and David fit the bill. Hannah had quite a bit of relationships, but most of those relationships didn’ really last long. Hannah never felt sexually inclined toward the nice guys she dated, and the guys would notice it after a few months. It was her way to distance herself from her submissive tendency she worked very hard to hide for years. Her desire was freed when Elliot offered to be her master. She now knew those vanilla relationships were not something she wanted. Hannah tried to turn back when she spotted David, but it was too late.