All Chapters of MY MASTERS: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I came with a cry. My body convulsed as my pussy clamped down on nothing but air. My breathing was labored as the waves of pleasure washed over me.My panties were soaked through, and all I could do was wonder how it was possible to come from just a dream, with no stimulation. I'd never experienced it before.The light shined through the window, and the traffic outside was just as loud as it always was. Midday, I guessed.Although I was happy to work as a bartender, I hated sleeping the day away. It felt like I hadn't done anything too useful in those days. What was worse was fixing my sleep schedule after every other weekend when I worked at Euphoria.It was Sunday, and tomorrow I had a second job to attend, this one was a waitress job at a small family café.Some days I just wanted to pull my blanket over my head and forget the world for a little while. But I couldn't, not if I wanted to save up money for my last year of college, so I didn't have to take too many shifts while studyin

I stared at the mail longer than I would have liked to admit. It was so tempting to just accept, but was it really true what he had said? That I wouldn't be in any type of debt to anyone? If so, why should I say no?My mind was spinning, going over both pros and cons of agreeing to have a sponsor. It was a hell of a lot of money that someone would spend on me. That, in itself, was crazy, and I couldn't comprehend it. I was drowning in student loans, and now I might agree to get a hundred- and twenty-dollars' worth of membership? Bi-fucking-zarre.The prideful part of me was shaking inside, fighting to get out just to tell Chris, «Fuck no, I'll pass." But another part of me didn't want to do that. In other words, I was indecisive as all hell.Yeah, I would need some time to decide. And if I decided before the weekend, I could visit the club... I don't have work then, a small voice in my head whispered.Pushing it all to the side, I pressed play on the movie I was getting ready to watch

I spent more money on clothes for the club than I probably should've. Black and sexy were mostly what the dress code mentioned, with suggestions to what it could be—everything from negligee, bustier, and garter belts to little black dresses.My wallet hurt from the shopping spree, but if I was going to the dungeon, I wanted to go all out. The worst thing for me was to stand out, so I made sure I wouldn't.Kevin was a huge help. Going into the stores, I was clueless and didn't know where to start. He, on the other hand, knew where to lead me and which lingerie to try on.Usually, I went for comfort over style with a cotton bra and cotton briefs. I haven't exactly had someone to dress up for in the bedroom in a good while, but those kinds of underwear wouldn't do in this situation.At the end of the evening, we took a bite to eat and just enjoyed each other's company. I had known Kevin for almost two years, ever since I got the job at Quick bite Queens Café. We had only hung out togethe

The meeting with Marcus went smoothly, and I left his office excited and relieved. I'd decided I would stay at the dungeon a while before I went home now that I was officially a member, and I hadn't dressed myself up for nothing.A red bracelet now hung on my arm, which I'd gotten from Marcus. It meant I wasn't cleared for any play yet. I needed to supply my STD results before that could happen. Until I had done that, I needed to wear it while I was here.I walked down the stairs with a hammering heart, consciously taking in the many people in the room—More had arrived since I got here. I could really use a drink, but fuck, the money was tight after I'd spent so much on clothes and the drinks here weren't cheap.Mistress Claire stood off to the side, talking with a younger woman, but I didn't feel comfortable enough to approach her. I was afraid I would intrude on something.Instead, I walked around the place feeling awkward. What the fuck was I actually doing here? I felt so out of my

Mat. His name stayed on my mind through the rest of the night and at work the next day. Though it wasn't just his name I thought of. I wondered if he had a submissive, but then... if he did, would he have acted the way he did towards me? I certainly hope not.I'd decided I would attend Desiree's Den tonight as well, getting my member's worth. DD was open every day, except Sundays, from five pm to three am.At my lunch hour, I called my doctor to get an appointment to take an STD test. I already had one, but it was several months old, and even though I hadn't had any sex since then, the club needed a recent result. It was their policy, so no one spread any diseases, which were completely understandable and made me feel even more secure knowing that I wouldn't get sick playing with anyone there.God, I really was planning on playing with someone. The thought was half exciting and half nerve-wracking. But it wouldn't happen tonight. I wasn't ready for that yet even if I could. How did I