The 'don't kiss and tell' type of guy.
Caitlin was so glad that Mastermike was the ’don’t kiss and tell’ type of guy. She smiled to herself, as she reflected back to the shower they had together, not so long ago…
She turned on the shower and had water running at the temp Mastermike loved. She then knelt on the floor, her head bowed in an act of submissiveness, waiting for her master.
She heard him enter the room, and she chanced a peak, glancing through her lashes at him. He was so gloriously ridged. She lowered her eyes once more to the floor, and waited, excitedly, expectantly, for her master.
He stopped, and stood before her. His cock straining, waiting, begging, hard and hot.
‘May I nuzzle, Master?’ Caitlin whispered unevenly.
‘Yes’ he said nonchalantly.
Excitedly, Caitlin moved her face to his cock, and grasped his arse cheeks with her hands, bringing themselves closer together. She moved her face around and around, again and again over his cock. She held her eyes closed, breathing in his heavenly sex smell. She caught the glistening dew drops of precum on her cheek, and lips.
Her nipples hardened, and tingled for the want of being played with, and her pussy was drenched for the want of being fucked by Mastermike. She was always ever ready for Mastermike.
He drew back away from her, and raised her from her kneeling position. Mastermike entered the shower cubicle, and Caitlin followed.
She gathered the soap and liberally lathered and washed his body, paying particular attention to certain areas, making sure he enjoyed the experience. When she had finished washing Mastermike, he then began to wash her.
She felt again the glorious sensation as his soaped hands glided over and caressed her body, as her master washed her body.
She stood, with her back to his hardened chest, his soapy hands playing lovingly with her soft pliant tits.
‘Cum for me sweet little Caitlin’ he whispered warmly and softly in her ear.
She near came, as the words flowed in and assaulted her sensors. When his hands slid down her body, and his fingers slid slowly in the warm soft folds of her pussy, end entered her sex, there was no holding her back. She raised her arms and placed them behind her, around Mastermikes head, she leaned into his chest, and lost herself in her orgasmic pleasure.
After Caitlin came, Mastermike bent her forwared, entered her, and pleasured himself.
…mmm such sweet memories. Caitlin found Mandy and Darkgirl in the kitchen. They were snuggled and laughing in the corner on a pallet. She joined them. She didn’t feel like doing chores today. She was still riding on that subliminal plane of pleasure.
Not the midget clown routine!
When Caitlin came to Earth, she came to Earth with a bang. Her heart yearned for her children. She hadn’t seen them for a few days, and she missed them terribly. And though Mastermike loved her, and she him, she still yearned for her husband.
‘Caitlin. Why so sad?’ asked Darkgirl.
Caitlin sighs and tears well in her eyes. Mandy came closer to her and cuddled her.
‘Miss your family. Don’t you.’
‘Yes. Mastermike is so tender and kind, but I miss my family.’
‘Go to them,’ prompted Darkgirl.
‘How! I have this damn collar on, and its got a tracking device’.
‘Easy,’ Mandy said brightly. ’I know where all the keys are kept. There’re in Mobius’s room. I saw them in there when I was waiting for him. That’s the time when you were caught coming back to the Dungeon’.
‘Oh Mandy! I hate to ask this, but do you think you could get them so I can get this collar off?’ Caitlin implored.
‘Sure. Come on’ answered Mandy without hesitation.
They hurried towards Mobius room. Mandy knocked, but there was no answer. Caitlin and Darkgirl took up position to look for anyone coming, and Mandy entered the room. Mandy just opened the door to come out, when Mobius rounded the corner.
Quickly, Darkgirl bounded down towards him.
‘Ah! My lovely Dark angel, what are you doing here, instead of in the kitchen, whipping up some fine food affair?’ he said. ‘We caren’t let those culinary skills of yours go to waste!’
‘Oh my Lord, I was wondering if you could give me a tour of torture chamber number 9.’
‘Mmmm. Torture chamber number 9. Interesting that you should ask for that one. It’s my favourite. Well actually they are all very interesting my dear, but that one holds special memories. Maybe if you’re a good girl, we can re-enact some of my fantasies, opps, sorry, memories. Brah ha ha ha ha,’ he cackled as He and Darkgirl turned, and walked back down the hallway.
Darkgirl turned and gave Caitlin a look, and rolled her eyes. Caitlin was already eternally grateful to Darkgirl. Mandy slipped out of Mobius‘s room and both she and Caitlin hurried down the corridor to fine a room that would afford them privacy, while Mandy sound the key, to set Caitlin free.
Once free from the collar, Caitlin hurried out of the Dungeon, and headed straight for her cottage. When she reached the cottage, there was no one home. She was puzzled. She hurried off to her neighbour, and pounded on the old woman‘s door.
After what seemed like, forever, the door swung opened to reveal a shriven up old lady.
‘Mrs Peabody. Do you know where my husband, and children are?’
‘Oh yes dear. Your husband had a feeling you weren’t coming back, and so he sold off the children as midget clowns to the circus that travelled through here, and he ran off with the tavern wench Big Bertha.’.
‘Big Bertha’, Caitlin echoed. ‘Just wait until I get my hands on him. Do you know where the circus is now?’
‘Naw. Just headed off towards that away,’ she said as she pointed down the road.
‘How long ago did they pass here?’
‘Three days ago’
Caitlin took off down the road. How fast could a circus travelled. Not fast she reasoned. She was hopeful that she could catch up with her children.
‘Be careful. I hear Dracubius is on a recruitment drive.’ Mrs Peabody called out to Caitlin, who was already out of earshot.
Mandy comes out of hiding....
Mandy had been in a funk for a while...missing home and wishing she could get out for this damn collar that was irritating her neck!
She had been hiding under the stairs after Mastermike had taken her and Dark Girl in to Room 7 and tortured them both. She been frightened by his impatients and had not enjoyed herself, as she would have normally done.
Under normal circumstances being hung from the ceiling and whipped would had very much turned her on. Making her wet after the third or forth stroke and begging to be fucked after the eighth or ninth. Oh, she definitely got wet and most passionately begged for it, but mastermike was so distracted by his thoughts of sweet Caitlin that he hardly heard her passionately pleas and left Mandy both wanting and frustrated.
Well, she’d had enough of moping and diddling herself, she was ready to have some fun! Ready to get well and truly punished for being so shy.
Slinking into the kitchen, Mandy walked over and knelt in front of a very sad Mastermike.
"Mastermike sir," she said, "you can't sit moping all day long. Not when you have so willing a slave to play with. I know you miss Caitlin, but she'll be back in no time. In the mean while, what can I do, sir, to cheer you up?”