Chapter 2

“Merry Christmas, Master!” I blurted out eagerly.

“Merry Christmas,” Jenny added with a small giggle. Then she turned to me with a playful scowl. “We were supposed to say it together.”

Master’s expression shifted from surprise to confusion as he tried to make sense of our actions. “What is going on here?”

“We wanted to give you a special Christmas gift,” I explained, taking a step closer to him.

“You’ve been working so hard lately and we thought you deserved something nice,” Jenny chimed in, also moving closer.

Master still looked unsure but he didn’t stop us as we continued towards him until we were right in front of him.

“Christmas ... present?” Master repeated slowly, clearly struggling to process the situation at hand.

“We saw your books,” I chimed in confidently. “The ones you keep hidden under the mattress. So, we know what you really want.”

“You saw ... my books!” Master’s face flushed with embarrassment, a hue that seemed to extend from his cheeks all the way down his body.

“We know you didn’t have to accept us,” Jenny added quickly, her tone laced with concern. “But we wanted to find out what you liked so we could thank you for doing it.”

“And it seems like what you really want is us,” I interjected, my voice dripping with seduction. “So here we are.”

“Here we are,” Jenny echoed, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

“We want to teach you how to be a good master,” I stated boldly, placing my hand on his chest and giving it a gentle squeeze.

Jenny reached over and started to dry him with a towel while I began trailing kisses down his neck. With each kiss, Master’s breathing became more labored and I could feel the tension leaving his body.

When he was dry, we tried to led him onto the bed. But Master continued to stand frozen in place, seemingly at a loss for words. It was up to us to make the first move. With a sense of confidence and desire burning within me, I reached up to grab his manhood. It wasn’t hard yet, but as my hand wrapped around it, it seemed to awaken something within Master. He shuddered, closing his eyes and letting out a deep moan. “Oh, God!” he groaned.

His cock grew firmer in my grasp, responding eagerly to my touch. When Master opened his eyes and looked down at me, they were filled with a mixture of pleasure and longing. “Slave ... God, Kathy...” he trailed off, unable to form a coherent sentence.

“This is what you want, isn’t it, Master?” I asked teasingly but also genuinely curious. “Do you really want this?”

“I ... I ... Uh!” Master’s response was lost in a jumble of emotions as he struggled to find the right words.

I bent over and gently licked at the sensitive head of his cock, taking my time to explore every inch with my tongue. Master’s body tensed beneath me as I continued, causing him to let out a deep, guttural moan. His rough, calloused hands, evidence of his hard work, reached down and scooped me up in one swift movement. He carried me over to the bed and laid me down, positioning himself on top of me. As he began to kiss my neck with a fierce passion, I couldn’t help but gasp in pleasure.

Jenny’s eyes widened in amazement as she watched Master’s intense display of affection towards me. Wrapping my skinny legs around his strong frame, I felt him move lower and soon his lips were pressing against my throbbing sex. It was just like the comics we had seen –Master was finally accepting his role and giving me the attention I had been craving. I squirmed and moaned uncontrollably as he explored every crevice with his lips and tongue.

Suddenly, Jenny climbed onto the bed too, eager to join in on the fun. Sensing her presence next to us, I reached over and cupped her vulva with my free hand. Master was busy pleasuring me, so it was only fair that I returned the favor for Jenny.

With a grin on his face, Master looked up from between my legs and saw me pleasing Jenny. Without hesitation, he shifted upwards and began licking her pussy with equal enthusiasm. Together, they left me feeling left out – until I decided to take matters into my own hands.

Unable to reach either of them from my position on the bed, I shifted over and eagerly took Master’s dripping cock into my mouth. Our training, although incomplete, had already taught us what to do. I bobbed my head up and down, taking him in as deeply as I could. Master’s moans of pleasure were my cue that I was doing it right, and I continued until he exploded with ecstasy.

Master’s hand slowly traced a path down my body, his fingers seeking out the warmth between my legs. I eagerly shifted to give him better access, anticipating his touch.

Moistening his fingers with his mouth, Master plunged one into me, his movements swift and sure. A sharp gasp escaped my lips as his thick finger stretched me in a way I had never experienced before. This must be what those women in the comics feel when their men ravish them, I thought to myself. I knew I was supposed to take it all in stride, so I remained still, trying to ignore the initial discomfort. Soon enough, pleasure began to replace the sensation of being filled.

“Oh, oh, oh, Master!” I moaned as he worked his finger in and out of me, each movement sending shivers of pleasure through my entire body. “Yes, Master, yes!”

Jenny’s voice joined mine in a chorus of ecstasy as Master’s other finger delved into her backside. She rocked against him while I continued to suck him off, both of us completely at his mercy.

As Jenny reached her peak and collapsed onto the bed, Master licked his lips with satisfaction. “That’s my slave,” he said proudly. “A nice orgasm for your Master for Christmas!”

It was clear that this wasn’t just a spur-of-the-moment idea; Master had been thinking about this for a long time, but he hadn’t dared to do anything until now.

“Please, please fuck me now, Master!” I begged as his finger pushed deeper inside me, bringing new levels of pleasure that made me yearn for more. If his finger felt this amazing, how much better would his larger member feel?

“Oh yeah, Kathy ... mmhmm...” Master moaned in response to my pleading. “Think you can handle it?”

“Yes, please let me try!” I pleaded eagerly.

With a smile on his face, Master laid back on the bed and instructed me to straddle him, my legs on either side of his stomach. He guided me back onto his lap, and with Jenny’s assistance, slowly entered me. Every inch of him felt like pure bliss as he filled me completely.

The pain was sharp and intense as Master’s cockhead broke through my hymen, but I knew it would fade into pleasure soon. This was the Christmas present I wanted to give my Master - to have me and Jenny in bed with him, giving him our cherries. Initially, we may have taken him by surprise, but now he was fully immersed in fulfilling his fantasies.

With each slow thrust of his cock, I let out primal moans that echoed through the room like a feline in heat. Dad used to compare me to old female cat that meowled when she was in heat, but this was a whole new level of intensity. As his length reached halfway inside of me, I couldn’t help but writhe with the pleasure his member gave me.