Holding my breath I waited and the door unlocked. Rushing through it I knocked on the door of the Master's study. "Come" came the one deep word. In his hand was my CV. Standing in front of him I explained knew some extra duties were expected of me. I mean I thought, the Master meant waitressing for his guests and stuff like that. I was stunned by what he did next. Without a care in the world, he sat in a nice chair next to his desk and pointed to the floor and calmly announced he wanted a blow job.

I could feel the bracelet and ankle tag begin to jolt me. I knew then I had no chance and Master knew it too. Despite all my nice clothes and manners, Master expected a skanky blow job.

Swallowing hard, I looked down and could clearly see the outline of his cock as his trousers showed his size and power. As I looked I felt a short stab of pain in my ankle and sniffing a little bit I dropped to my knees with my back to the door.

Quickly, I of course eased Master’s big fat cock out. It’s massive I thought to myself, a proper mans cock. With a soft giggle at that thought I felt Master lock is fist around my ponytail as my ankle tag started to vibrate again warning me to get on and pleasure Master. Naturally looking up at the Master, keeping my eyes open I slid the hard dick right into my mouth, most of the way in, carefully locking my lips around it and then started to suck and move my head up and down.

Blushing I realised that I’m making loud, slurping, loud such loud slurping sounds. My tongue running around Masters shaft as my head moves up and down, hand following mouth up and down. Fear in my eyes as I look at the Master, desperate to please and not be shocked. Feeling the Masters maleness invade my mouth, the feel of velvet over steel as the hard cock probes my mouth, a domain it commands as I suck. Hand moving in time now with my mouth, from base to the tip of the utterly masculine cock and then tip to base as it rests in my hot wet mouth, tongue working to please the Master. As expected I of course look up at the Master, eyes wide open.

My head bouncing up and down, left hand gripped around the Masters hard, firm cock in my mouth, hand rising and falling in time to my mouth. My earrings glinting in the soft light. Slurping and sucking on Masters hard dick. Moving my mouth at an ever quicker pace, hunched between your legs, over the Masters maleness, a cock full of Masters cum in my mouth, my hand next to mouth as I slide up and down on Masters big hard cum filled cock. Fondling Masters balls in my right hand as my left hand works with my mouth to please Master.

Greedily tasting Masters hardness, tongue tracing out the veins and the ridges proclaiming the hardness, working on Masters cock now, no place for false pride or modesty. Hard, wet sucking sounds filling Masters study. Running my tongue round Masters cock again and again, my wrist flying up and down. No pauses, no taking the shaft of Masters cock from my throat. Sucking and slurping on the cock in my mouth, daringly keeping my eyes closed, my left hand playing with Masters cock, my fist holding the stiff cock. My head bobbing, the huge, magnificent shaft wet and shiny from my efforts. My neck stretched, tongue working to send the Master over the edge, feeling the Masters glorious tension, the sheer power of the Master.

The Masters cock in my mouth, my nose against the very root of the Masters maleness. Sucking and slurping hard even as the cum hits the back of my mouth. Hot male seed, from the Masters male core, hungrily swallowed, so greedily, not even tasted, the flow slowly dropping. Keeping my lips locked around the fat shaft, draining it, desperate for the cum, like an addict for a fix.

Slowly licking and sucking to the very tip of Masters cock, the thick cock and the sperm is like the wire of addiction in the blood, a wire glowing white hot. Naturally then with a soft whimper I relinquish the Masters cock and reaching up to the desk to clean him and then carefully put the cock away.

Staying kneeling, head bowed, hands at my sides, skirt tight across my ass, stocking tops and panties barely hidden as the Master relaxes in his chair, finally releasing my ponytail. Head bowed not daring to move from in front of the Master, my ankle tag finally still.