Chapter 32: Negotiations with Hal

In fact, after showering, my first task was to cook Rebecca something to eat. Fortunately, I was a decent cook, so I didn’t disappoint her. Steamed zucchini spirals with crème fraîche on whole-grain pasta and Parmesan cheese. Accompanied by a mixed salad. I was allowed to eat something myself, but I had to do so kneeling on the floor. At least from a plate, not a dog bowl.

I was wearing my rubber hood and my “clothes” from earlier again. The only thing I didn’t need to wear here in the house were the pony boots. After the meal, I cleared the table, started the dishwasher, and then returned to Rebecca. She had made herself comfortable on a leather chaise longue in a white silk coat and was holding her pad in her hands. I knelt down next to her with my head bowed and waited for her instructions.

She put the pad away, spread her legs, and pulled her coat up a little. “Now, show me what you can do.”

“With the greatest pleasure, thank you, Mistress!” I crawled toward her on all fours and brought my head closer to her lap. I crossed my hands behind my back as I began to kiss her legs. Her labia were significantly larger than Isabell’s, but she also wore a ring over her clitoris, which protruded prominently. I realized she was aroused. I began to lick her tenderly.

I liked the taste of women. Even though I had no inhibitions about swallowing men’s semen, it wasn’t really enjoyable for me. However, I did like the feeling of pleasuring a man with my mouth. But nothing beat the taste and smell of a clean woman.

I felt a slight electric tingling sensation in my nipples, which was quite pleasant. With increased passion, I pleasured my mistress and at the same time noticed how aroused I was becoming myself.

It didn’t take long for Rebecca to come. She immediately ordered me to stop and sit back down. She lifted her left meter off the floor, where she had placed it so that I could get between her legs, and closed her silk robe.

“Well, you’re actually useful for that!” she praised me.

She had the pad back in her hands and the tingling in my nipples subsided as she typed something on it. I felt frustrated because I sensed that this would have brought me to release a short time later.

“Well, how do you rate your talent as a pony girl?”

I thought for a moment about how to answer. “Mistress, this slave thinks she still has a lot to learn and needs a lot of training.”

Rebecca seemed satisfied with this answer. “That’s right. But you have potential. I’ve just changed your training plan. You will now run on the treadmill for two hours every day wearing the pony boots. Once in the morning and once in the evening. Five can give you tips because she has also served as a pony girl. But unfortunately, she wasn’t particularly talented. In addition to appearance and style, it’s also about speed, and you happen to have the longer legs.”

She typed something again.

“By the way, you have another performance tomorrow evening. In the AI room!”

I raised my head in surprise. Rebecca looked at me. “Do you have a question?”

“Um, Mistress, I thought that in my rank there were no performances in the basement?”

“Performances on your own account, that’s right. But as my property, I can use you anytime. Do you have any objections?”

“No, Mistress!”

“But I’m going to ask you anyway, are you ready for another test by Hal, this time without orgasm, just pain?”