Chapter 5

Life with my wonderful Master continued on its happy way. I looked after his house, cooked his meals and enjoyed the delicious pleasure of his cock often twice a day. I had the run of the house, and thanks to the excellent diet he kept me on, and the fact that I was often using the gym for up to three hours a day, I achieved his target of losing 15 kilos in only two months instead of three. As we both now also spent an hour a day on the sun bed, my tight lithe body was beautifully tanned. My hair had grown out, and Toni, my hairdresser, had now shaped my lovely blonde hair so that it cascaded down my back or could be arranged in a ponytail. Whenever we went out to friends or sex clubs, my Master always insisted that I wear my hair in a ponytail and wear my butt plug with the blonde tail attached to it – the effect was dramatic and always resulted in my being fucked on these occasions by more than one excited man. They were equally excited by my balls – the ball stretcher had gradually been extended to three inches wide, and at parties I was now allowed to go without the weights in place, which made my sack seem truly enormous and sexually very attractive. And because Toni had arranged to have my cock and crack waxed (not a comfortable process), my cock and balls swung prominently.

And finally, the drugs that I had been taking for three months had dramatically transformed my body. Although Master never allowed me to wear underwear, he had had my breasts measured and assured me that they were already a full size C, and I was very proud of them and loved the effect that they had on my lovers. And, as Christian had predicted, all my body hair had disappeared and, most excitedly, my cock had definitely grown, so it was now thicker and about seven to eight inches long when erect.

My Master was very pleased with me, and I felt so proud when we arrived at parties or clubs and he would insist that I enter naked as he wanted everyone to see how beautiful his bitch had become. It was also interesting that at mixed parties, the women always loved to touch and stroke me and ask if I was available. It always surprised them when they realised that whilst their ministrations usually resulted in my erection, their offers of fucking their damp pussies were always rejected (they little realised that the offer of their tight little bums might would certainly have interested me!). However, on several occasions the more experienced women pleasured me with their strap-ons.

We saw Master John and Timo at least once a week at their house or ours, and I became very fond of Timo and I knew that he was very much in love with me and my Master. On one occasion, Master John had to go away on business for a few days, and it was agreed that Timo could come and stay with us. My Master therefore had the pleasure of two adoring bitches in his bed every night, and the three of us had a wonderful time experimenting with every sexual position we could devise.

During Timo’s stay, my Master told us that he had to go away for 24 hours on business and the two of us would be left alone. Normally I was still chained up during Master’s absence, but he said he had decided he was going to trust us and we would be left unchained on condition that we promised not to step outside the house, which we agreed immediately. Knowing how much Timo and I loved each other, he also said that we could sleep together in his bed.

Master left the following morning, and Timo and I spent the morning working hard, tidying and cleaning the house so that it was spotless, and after lunch we went up to the gym. We spent nearly two hours in there – Timo was extremely fit and the two of us pushed hard to get the maximum out of the session. By the end, we were both dripping with sweat, and I suggested that we had a shower and then went to bed.

“No, Georgina,” he said firmly, “I want you just as you are.” He took my hand and took me to bed – and we didn’t leave that bed for the next 18 hours! To start with Timo was gently caressing me and used his fingers a lot to widen my anal ring ready for action. But then he pushed my legs up beside my head (his favourite position – and mine too) and slipped his lovely cock easily up my tight bum and I groaned in bliss at the feeling as the walls of my rectum expanded as the beautiful crown of his cock pushed further and further into me. Then I felt his groin pressing against mine and I knew he was right into me, and immediately started to withdraw, so that his cock came right out again, and then started its delicious journey back into my bowels. He kept this pace very slow for a long, long time, all the time kissing my mouth and my breasts – I almost passed out with the beauty of the sensations rippling through me.

I had never been made love to by anyone like this – not even my lovely Master. It was because Timo loved me so much that it was so special, and at one point I realised that we had been in bed like this for two hours and neither of us had orgasmed once in that time. In fact, we carried on for nearly two more hours before I heard Timo’s breathing alter as he started to climax and without increasing the pace at all, he quietly emptied his full balls into my anus. When he had stopped pumping, I pulled him down onto my chest, and the two of us fell asleep for a couple of hours.

When I awoke, Timo was lying on his side beside me with his back to me. I couldn’t resist him, and so reached for some lube and covered my cock with it and prepared to enter him from the rear, spoons-style. Until that day, I had been unable to fuck anyone except my Master without closing my eyes and imagining that my cock was slipping into Master’s beautiful bum. However, that day with Timo was so special, and my love for him so strong, that my cock was fully erect already and I slipped into him and put my arms around him without any pretence. I lay there not moving as he slowly stirred and woke, and when he dreamily said “I love you, Georgina,” I replied “And I love you too, Timo,” and started to rock my hips gently and he sighed in pleasure.

By the time the sun woke us the following morning, I doubt if we had had more than three hours sleep that night. When we awoke, we were wrapped in each other’s arms, and we could see that the bedclothes were covered with lube and cum from our sexual activity. Because we had been so gentle with each other, neither of were as sore as usual from such continuous love-making. Eventually we stirred ourselves and set about the tasks of the morning to make the house perfect for Master’s return that afternoon.

Master John returned from his trip the next day, and after Timo and he had left – Master John always liked my body and insisted on having me as soon as he arrived at our house – my Master told me to go and wash and be in the lounge in five minutes. I hurried to do his bidding, and came into the lounge to see him sitting on the sofa, with a large box beside him.

“Come and sit on my lap Georgina,” he said gently. He then reminded me that it was exactly three months to the day since I had arrived at his house and become his bitch. He said that I was now beautiful and slim – I blushed at that – and he knew, after this last week, that he could trust me to remain in the house in future without any restraint. Then he said he had a very big question, which I must think carefully about.

Would I like to be his partner? If I agree, then I will have to sign papers giving myself to my Master who will own me absolutely. Master will sign papers acknowledging me as his heir and I will no longer be his slave. And most seriously, as a sign of his ownership, I will be marked with his sign so that everyone will know that I am Christian’s property.

I was quiet for a couple of minutes, and then said, “Master, I am almost speechless at the honour you are doing me. I lie in my bed at night sometimes and wonder if you are going to sell me or send me away. The thought that I will be yours forever is utterly, utterly wonderful. But can you tell me please, in what way will I be marked?”

He carefully opened the box beside him and took out a metal object, about two feet long, with a wooden handle on one end of the stem, and a circular metal device, about three inches in diameter, on the other. He put it on my lap and took my hand. “This is a branding iron, Georgina, and if you agree, you will be branded on your buttock with my insignia. You will carry that mark to your grave.”