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Subject: {ASSM} The Master (Dom, M/F)
Date: Mon, 30 Jul 2001 02:10:04 -0400
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"Please follow me, the master awaits you.", a young girl called to me
from the waiting room door.  It was about time.  I had been waiting for
nearly four hours to see this guy who the girls called master.  When I
finally saw this guy I'd deck him right in the jaw.  He deserved it.  I
looked to the girl that was leading me to the master.  She was fairly
good looking.  Maybe sixteen or seventeen, with a build fairly close to
mine.  Like all the other girls here she wore nothing but a long white
dress that began just below her breasts, and ended just about the knees.
It seemed a little odd to have all of these girls running around with
their boobs hanging out, but it was one of the master's stupid rules
that they never cover their chests.  What a perv.

"Hey, what's this master guy like?", I asked the girl.  She remained
silent, and kept on walking.  Not that I needed an answer.  I knew what
this asshole was like.  Just another cult leader, who believed himself
to be God.  I could never understand why people actually followed guys
like him.  Actually my real problem with him was that his most recent
member was my baby sister Kate.  Kate hadn't talked to me since she had
joined, and I knew something was wrong.

"Go through this door please.", the girl stopped as we reached a great
oak door.  It opened by its self, probably a motion detector or camera,
and I walked through.  The room was pretty bright.  Loud oriental music
played through hidden speakers, and groups of women laid upon large
pillows staring at me as I walked by.  I could also see a few men
standing along the walls.  They were the first men I had seen since I
had gotten here.

"Welcome my dear.  I believe you wished to speak with me?", I stopped as
I saw him.  Sitting upon a throne of silken pillows, drinking wine, and
being served platers of food by teenage girls.  He almost seemed like a
pharaoh, or maybe something greater.  Gold adorned his body along with
white silk clothes, and a crown of silver rested upon his head.  Damn
what a show off.  He smiled at me as he noticed my awe, "Well, well,
well...  I see you're impressed.  However I assure you that none of this
even begins to compare to my true wealth."

Shoot, I couldn't be caught up in all of this, "Listen ass hole, you
have my sister!  I want her back.  Now!"

He looked at me with those cold green eyes as he spoke with religious
authority, "First, I do not have your sister.  Your sister has me.  I am
her servant, as I am the servant of the great and all mighty.  Second,
you will not swear in my presence.  Conduct yourself in a proper manner,
or you will be punished!"

"Forgive me, please.", why did I say that?  It was this guy that should
be begging me for an apology.  "Can I see my sister?", now I was
begging.

"You're too impure right now.  I will allow you to see your sister when
you have removed your clothes, and shaven yourself.", the master
commanded me as if I were one of his pathetic servants.  However my
sister was all that was important right now.  Quickly I undressed.  It
was the first time I had ever been naked in front of so many, and I have
to admit I was nervous.  A man brung over a bowl of water and a razor,
and I immediately began shaving my crotch, arms, legs, and any where
else where I saw excess hair.  The master smiled when I was done, "Good.
You look beautiful."

I blushed from the comment, "Thank you."  Damn what was happening here?
I needed to take control!  "Please, may I see my sister now?"

"All right.  I will allow it.", he looked to his left and my sister
entered through a door.  I almost passed out from surprise when I saw
here.  My sixteen year old baby sister was pregnant!  Very pregnant at
that.  She must have been six or seven months along.  Kate walked slowly
over to the Master's side, and sat on her knees besides him.  He rested
his hand upon her stomach and smiled feeling the life growing inside
her, "As you can see your sister is very happy here.  Soon she will bare
my thirty fourth child, and shortly after will be impregnated again."

I fell to my knees in shock.  This wasn't exactly what I had planned on.
"Kate you have to come with me!", I cried.

"No, I want to stay here.  I like it here.", she replied calmly.  It was
as if she had put a knife in my heart.

The Master smiled at me, "Girl come here, and sit before me."  I stood,
and walked to him.  I rested next to Kate, sitting between his knees.
Master looked at me, and I knew what to do.  Reaching under his silk
robe I pulled out his long cock, and placed my mouth over it.  Kate
looked on with a blank expression as I began rubbing my tongue around
it.  I could feel the Master's cock becoming hard under my hot tongue.
As it did I began sliding the head into my mouth, and moved it farther
down my throat.  I pushed it in and out over and over again, and at the
same time played with his balls between my fingers.  The Master moaned
as the first sprays of pre-cum spurted into my mouth, soon followed by a
flow of baby making juice.  I gladly swallowed it down.  When he was
finished I turned to Kate.  She put her hands behind my head, and
pressed her lips to mine.  Her tongue probed my mouth for any remaining
cum to taste.

Kate then pulled back, stood up, and left the room.  The Master seemed
most pleased, "My dear you did an excellent job.  I feel your talents
would best be suited as an oral pleasurer for me and the others.  Would
you like that?"  I nodded my head.  I had never felt so happy.  He
smiled, and I again went to work on his cock.

Well that was six years ago now.  Because I was not declared fit to be a
'baby maker' the Master had me take the operation to insure that I would
never bare a child.  I spend every day giving the men blow jobs, but
only the Master is permitted to use my cunt.  Oh, I almost forgot.  Kate
has had seven children already.  All but her latest child have been sold
off into slavery.  The Master promised her she could keep this child as
her own.  He's so generous.  I love the Master.

  
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