As soon as Heather left Symphony in Heath's charge, he wasted no time stripping off his clothes and freeing his aching cock. He sat in a chair and drew Symphony close until she was straddling his legs. Then he guided her lower until his cock sank into her buttery warm sex. He was in heaven.
Symphony felt the cock slice into her body and shuddered as it did. It was not the size that elicited her reaction. Heath was only average in size. That was a welcome relief compared to the bludgeon that dangled from her husband's crotch. She enjoyed her husband's massive size if there was sufficient foreplay. But it could be painful if he entered her too soon. She would not have that problem with Heath.
"Master," started Symphony. "I have never done anything like this. I have never been unfaithful to my husband. I just don't want you to think me a slut."
Heath stopped her motions while she was fully impaled on him and reached out, gripping her chin and causing her to look into his eyes. "I would never think of you as a slut. You are a slave. There's a big difference."
"Thank you, Master," replied Symphony. She thought that his response sounded odd but she took solace in it anyways.
"Start moving again, girl," he commanded. She started raising and lowering herself on his cock obediently. "And feed me your breasts. I'm thirsty."
This elicited another blush from Symphony. Only her daughter had nursed from her breasts before. Not even her husband had availed himself of her milk. Now, this stranger who owned her was going to drink the milk that she made for her child.
Symphony hesitated for a moment but then obediently leaned forward. She positioned her left nipple at his lips and he sucked it in greedily. After only a few sucks from his lips, she felt her let down and felt her milk flowing into his mouth. He dined on one breast for about ten minutes before moving his lips to the other one. Again, the let down was immediate and he filled his belly with the sweet milk from her sweet breasts as she continued to bob up and down on his cock.
Despite the embarrassment of having an adult stranger nurse on her breasts, Symphony actually felt relief. Her breasts had been very full and were starting to ache. At least now, she felt more comfortable.
Heath was nearing relief also. This blonde vision of beauty was more than he could ever hope for. He would buy her again if possible. In fact, he would buy her permanently if he could. Or maybe he would arrange to have her kidnapped and truly enslave her. He would have to look into that. The thought of truly owning Symphony was too much for his overloaded libido and he climaxed inside of her, groaning as his body tensed from the orgasm.
Heath led Symphony to the master bedroom to complete the next part of his assignment. Actually, it was the only part of the assignment. He had added the fucking and the draining of her breasts for fun. He had Symphony sit on the counter as he gathered what he needed.
He stood in front of her with a hand on each knee. He slowly pushed the knees apart, watching intently as her womanhood was revealed to him. He paused to drink in her beauty before he started his task. Every aspect of this woman was perfect. Her face was gorgeous and angelic. She was the ideal blend of the wholesome girl next door and seductress. Long blonde hair flowed down her back and over her shoulders and chest. He raised his hands and brushed her hair off her chest to flow down her back.
She had a long slender neck that gave her the graceful appearance of a swan. Generous, full breasts adorned her chest. A flat, firm belly and narrow waist attested to her youth and fitness. Her hips were perfectly proportioned. While her bottom was nicely padded, her hips were not. They were a bit on the narrow side but they flared out nicely and suited the rest of her body perfectly. Long tapered legs finished off this heavenly form. And at the juncture of the two legs was the girl's sex, a lovely wet flower with a small trimmed bush of hair above it. This was to be the object of his efforts.
"Has anyone ever told you that you were made for fucking?" he asked her.
Symphony blushed at the question. "No, Master; never."
"I'm surprised," he responded. "You are the picture of the ideal woman." He was still naked from his earlier indulgence in her body and his survey of her body had gotten him hard again. He decided that he had to do something about that. He placed his hands beneath her legs and tugged, scooting her closer until she was perched on the edge of the counter. Then he stepped to her and guided his cock back into her steamy sex, letting out a contented sigh as her wet warmth enveloped him.
Heath was surprised at his ability to recover his erection so quickly after fucking the girl the first time. He looked down and watched his cock disappearing into her tight body and then watched as he withdrew it. It was shiny from the combination of his earlier deposit and her own copious secretions. He saw her breasts rise and fall with her breathing and enjoyed the way that they jiggled each time he rammed into her.
"Play with yourself," he commanded. This brought fresh blushes to her face but she immediately complied.
"Yes, Master," she said as she moved her right hand between the two bodies. She touched her clit, causing her body to shudder slightly. He studied the motions of her middle finger as she first circled her clit with it and then rubbed it lightly.
"Play with your breasts too," he instructed. The blush deepened.
"Yes, Master." She reached up with her other hand and cupped her left breast, squeezing it lightly. She had never done any of this in front of anyone before. It felt so wicked to be masturbating while he watched her and to be fondling her breast. Her fingers moved upward over the fleshy orb until they reached her nipple. The fingers traced light circles around the little bud, causing it to stiffen.
Heath was truly enjoying being a slave owner. His cock pistoned in and out of his property's body as his sex toy played with her clit and breast. Nothing could beat this! This was going to be the best week of his life! He would get to do things he had only dreamed about before. He would make a list when he was finished fucking her but he wanted to concentrate on the perfect body that he was lodged in for now.
His hands were gripping her waist but he moved them and placed a palm beneath each of the full breasts, lifting them. She was still toying with her left nipple so he lifted the right breast even further, stretching it upward as far as he could.
"Lick it," he commanded. Immediately, he saw her blush intensify but he also heard her moan softly. She was nearing a climax. Could it be that she was stimulated by humiliation? He would have to explore that while she was his property.
Symphony heard the command and immediately felt her pussy tighten around the cock that was now impaling her. She tilted her head forward and craned her neck, snaking out her tongue and letting it paint a circle around her stiffened nipple.
"Suck on it," he said. Another soft moan escaped her lips and he felt her sex clamp down on his cock. Reluctantly, she parted her lips and drew the sensitive bud into her mouth. Here was another thing she had never done. She had never even thought about doing anything as lewd as this. She pulsed the nipple in and out several times but then the wicked arousal that was consuming her pushed her over the edge. Her body tensed and she climaxed, moaning loudly as she continued to suckle on her own nipple. Once he saw her orgasm, Heath let himself go and released his second load of sperm into her body.
He recovered more quickly than she did. She was still moaning softly with her eyes closed when he picked up the scissors. He withdrew his cock and crouched between her splayed legs, snipping away at her pubic hair until she was left with nothing but short stubble. Then he lathered her mound and started swiping the razor over it. His favorite part, though, was shaving off the few stray hairs elsewhere. He gripped one labia and stretched it away from her, feeling his sperm and her juices flowing out of her onto his fingers. He swiped the hairs away and then repeated his actions on the other side.