Master

I blinked myself awake and were greeted by the pink fluff carpet that covered the floor and interior walls of the dog house, as I sat up and brushed away the sleepy fog from my eyes. “Ugh.” It had been another rough night but considering how roughly I were treated every night before going to sleep it was no wonder to me at all.

A squishy, tingling feeling made me look down between my thighs and let out a heavy sigh. “Not again.” Quickly I fished a towel from the back end of the rather large dog house with sleep heavy hooves and placed my tush on it as a few leftovers from yesterdays forced labour had begun to spill out of me.

Keeping the bottom carpet as clean as possible was a top priority or I would experience sleeping on the bare floor again while the pink carpet would be off for cleaning, not a comfortable experience at all.

Peeking out of the dog house, placed in my self-proclaimed master's bed room, with my leaking end still firmly planted on the towel I noticed my breakfast sitting on a plate just outside the house opening. Quickly grabbing the plate with my mouth I saw that tall, human jerk of a self-proclaimed master sitting in his armchair in front of the TV. He didn't notice me pulling the plate back into the small red roofed house.

I began to take in my breakfast, fighting and fumbling to open a book that I somehow managed to fetch from the shelf the night before. Getting pulled into this world had somehow stripped me of my magic. I knew it was possible to do this with my hooves having seen Rainbow do it countless times reading Dearing Do in the library but it'd been such a long time since I began using levitation instead.

“Uuuuuuuuughfff,” biting my lower lip in frustration. I knew this book had valuable information but I just couldn't open it!

I saw it a few days ago when that human jerk had given me a chance to glance out of a window. The world outside seemed deprived of most things green and was full of square buildings set in grey stone. Very depressing... but there it was in bright red colours passing by with another human inside a mechanical wonder on four wheels called a car and this book was about cars... if I could just—FLOMPF-- “Finally!”.

Reading a few pages really put my mind at ease. It was something I hadn't done since arriving here and today I needed to be as mentally prepared as I could be as today my plan was to start playing along with that freak's dirty games in an attempt to fish information out of him and I had already decided on how to begin, by performing fellatio on him.

Closing the book and rising up the feeling of my still dripping behind made me instantly sit down again. I swear the loads that sick bastard was filling into me were getting larger and larger every time... Rolling over while making sure not to dirty myself more I grabbed a clean corner of the towel and began to wipe my dirty private spot. “Ah--.” In surprise I let a small moan escape my lips as the towel's edge grazed my pink bud.

After wiping a few times I removed the towel to take a look and frowned. There was no more white goo coming out but the dripping, soaked feeling had been replaced by beginning numbness and my outer labia had begun to swell due to the attention I had been giving my lower region. “Tsk, why are you getting excited?” I mumbled... Annoyed but satisfied with the result I stepped out of the dog house.

Doing my best not to attract the attention from the only other living being in this apartment I stretched my wings and felt the restriction harness halt them from expanding any further than half open. I don't like to have my wings restricted but being allowed to actually move them daily was something to be grateful for. As of a few days ago my wings had been held closed by a belt that gnawed away at my fur and bone only to be removed when that tall jerk would give me a bath. I could still feel the marks that the tightly closed belt had left on me.

Slowly sneaking around the back of the big, square armchair doing my best not to make any sound as I moved closer to his legs. Taking a few moments to ready myself, putting on the best fake smile I could manage and practised some eye flutter, lastly taking a deep breath and paused. Now I felt ready and then... I poked my head up from my hidden position and onto his left knee. Good thing this armchair's seat wasn't that far off the ground.

“Master?” I began coating my voice with sweetness and innocence as I fluttered my eyes at him in the most attractive way I could think of hoping the fake smile plastered on my face would last.

He ceased all interaction with a controller held in his hands and made eye contact with me. I felt my heart skip, then it picked up speed. We made eye contact for the first time or at least if we had made eye contact before then I couldn't recall it.

“What are you doing out of your little house?” He didn't sound angry even if he had told me to spend my time in the dog house when he didn't need me, only allowed to leave on my own to get books or use the bathroom.

“I...” I tailed off almost losing myself in his blue eyed gaze but regained my composure fast enough for him not to notice. “I was hoping that, maybe, I could earn myself a sugar cube?”

After a few seconds of silence and more embarrassing eye contact he adjusted himself to a more slouching position, giving me better access to the belt and the flap covering the zipper that secured his pants, dropping the controller onto an ottoman next to the armchair he commanded me: “Entertain me then”.

Leaning onto Master I fumbled a little with the belt mechanism between my hooves managing to pull it open with my mouth... As the belt came undone it revealed a button which, with a quick jerk, gave in. I looked up meeting his soft smile.

He petted me kindly on top my head urging me to carry on. I moved my head down and pushed the zipper flap aside with my muzzle finding my way to the small metal piece and placing it between my teeth tucking at it gently to reveal his grey boxers.

The grey undergarment didn't seem like it was dirty but the faint odour told me he hadn't washed himself recently. Grabbing the edge of his boxers with my mouth and his pants with my hooves I pulled both of them off. He helped slightly by rising his lower body. As the grey underwear and pants hit the floor I returned to rest myself on his legs again.

With my face close to his still flaccid sex organ doing my best to hide my wrinkling nose I opened my mouth sticking out my tongue and giving it a short lick... Ewww, gross. The taste of sweat and something fishy that I didn't dare think what was spread onto my tongue and into my mouth as it's dirty smell crawled into my nose.

Slowly but surely his member had begun to grow in size. Still licking it with the tip of my tongue I used my hooves to gently lift it and put it to rest against Master's lower stomach. Placing my tongue at his base of his member, just before his hairy pouch began, I gave it's underside a solid lick upward... Ewww. I did my best to conceal a shutter. The taste was even stronger and the unbearable smell drilled deeper into my nose.

I wanted to begin asking questions so I could get this dirty thing away from my face but being too hasty could backfire on me. His throbbing organ between my hooves was nearing it's full length. This close up it looked bigger than I thought it would be as I had never really looked at it. I licked it again a few time.

Looking up at Master I gently pressed his saliva coated member against my cheek. Finally I had made him fully erect... The throbbing flesh was really hot and hard, yet soft almost like iron in a blacksmith's forge.

Here goes nothing. “Say, Master--” Slowly and gently rubbing my cheek against his organ. “-- Do you possess magic?”

But he didn't utter a word so I stuck out my tongue again as I took my face off his erect member and began gently giving him small licks near the head of his shaft doing my best to maintain a smile with open mouth and eye contact. “Won’t you tell me?” I asked between licks.

He let out a pleasure filled sigh. “Well, I most certainly don't posses magic the same way you do.”

I perked up my ears in interest. “But you do possess magic? How?”

He didn't say anything as he was looking past me at the curtain, pulled down in front of the rooms only window. It wouldn't be good to lose his attention now... I decided to move on to the next step.

Putting out my tongue about two-thirds of it's possible reach out of my mouth I let his member rest on the edge and slowly let it slide up my tongue till it was at the lips of my only slightly open mouth. My eyes darted upwards to check on Masters reaction. He didn't seem like he had taken much notice to my slight change in behaviour. Well, here is a surprise for you, you bastard.

Quickly taking hold of his hips I trust my head forward... I felt a shiver of disgust run down my spine even if I had only made it two-thirds of the way down. His erect member was throbbing and twitching wildly between my tongue and the roof of my mouth.

I could feel his sticky pre-ejaculate mixing with my saliva and his pleasure filled shivering as I retracted myself from him till only his tip was inside only to push forward again and then repeat the motions... A humiliating feeling settled in me as a rhythm took hold in my neck and head movements. I had actively begun sucking on it cleaning it from whatever dirt was on his smelly member.

The only thing worse than the awful taste in my mouth was the feeling that my body had become even more tainted. Dirtier than it already was... I felt like crying. I missed my home and my friends but I couldn't back down now. I had gotten some information out of him already and with my magic sealed and the books in this apartment having nothing about magic in them, this was my only lead I had to figure out a way home.

He was getting close to climax... There were so many things I still wanted to ask but so little time. One more question was probably what I had time for this session and there was something that had been nagging me for quite a while even if it was less relevant to figuring out a way home. I needed to know the answer... I never told him my name, not even once, yet he most definitely had called me by my name.

Next time my lips reached the stopping point I began pulling my face off his member with a strong sucking slurp. I could feel him shiver in pleasure. He was probably at the edge of shooting his load.

Softly pressing his eagerly throbbing tip against my nose I wrapped a gentle hoof around his lower half to slowly but surely stroke that half of his member. I looked up at him again as I opened my mouth to speak. “Master, you called out to me once using my real name?” he nodded.

Sure that he could feel my heavy laboured breath on his erect sticky organ I continued: “But I never told you what it was.” I began to slowly rub my nose gently against his meat. “So how do you know my name?”

I could see a toothy grin spread across his lewd expression. “Let's just say I have a kind of... clairvoyance over your world.”

Rising up quickly in excitement I put my hooves on his shoulders. “So you know who my friends are? Do you know Celestia? What about--” His right index finger pressed against my juice covered lips. “Aren't you forgetting something... Princess Twilight?” His grin seemed to edge itself wider almost threatening to split his face apart. I flinched slightly. This guy really liked to torture me... “I might show you later,” he continued. “If you are a good girl, but--” He removed his finger from my lips and took hold of my horn forcing me to look down at his abandoned meat throbbing against my belly. “--I definitely won’t show you before you finish what you have started.”

Aligning myself with his member again I opened my mouth and circled his member's head with my tongue a few times before pushing my head forward in the the same rhythm as earlier. My own comfort zone keeping me from taking him in any deeper than I already had.

It didn't take long before Master's hands grabbed my head. “Faster!” he commanded and so I upped the pace with the help of his arms. His meat was throbbing against the roof of my mouth harder than ever before. He was almost there. I began pulling back up but his strong hands and arms stopped me half way! It had already begun. Please let go! I don't want this!

My muffled scream echoed through my skull making me dizzy as his sticky mass pulsed out into my mouth. It was hard to contain it all inside... but I somehow managed, breathing through my nose as I held his still pulsing organ locked between my lips. He was still pumping out the contents of his scrotum in unsavoury but generously large loads.

After what felt like forever his member finally began to subside. Master's hands hadn't fully let go of my head yet but he began to push me backward. “You better not spill anything.” he commanded.

I closed my eyes as he retracted himself from my mouth putting my focus into keeping his load safely secured behind my lips. He gently guided me backwards off the large armchair.

Stepping down from the armchair he left me standing there as if expecting something of me. I wanted to run to the bathroom. I wanted to spit in the sink and wash my tongue. I wanted to brush my mouth clean with the purple, little toothbrush Master had granted me. Instead I slowly opened my eyes.

He was just sitting there still half naked and smiling as if he was about to laugh at me. Oh, if I had my magic I'd burn that smug off his face!

“What are you waiting for?” he hummed. “Swallow it”.
Oh you can't be serious. I glared at him still keeping my full mouth shut.
His smile cracked open revealing his white teeth. “You do want your reward, don't you?”
Huh? For a moment I was confused. There is a reward??? But... yes, yes of course there is. I did this awful thing for him, there is always a reward for things like that. I even know what it looks like it's square and composed of white crystals. It's sweet and good...

Yes, I want it. Yes yes yes... Wait...

No. No, you can't be serious. I don't want this. Please stop. Let me keep this. Let me go to the bathroom and clean myself. Please...

“Then swallow.”

Everything seemed to halt. Even my own heartbeat. I were certain that Master was laughing at my shocked and defeated expression but in reality I couldn't actually tell. I found myself lost in his eyes again for a short moment then my eyes darted away from him.

GULP

Disgusted by the thick, creamy, salty substance sliding down my throat I shivered as my tears began to fall. But finally the hardest part was over. I could relax now.

“Now, show me,” he commanded and obediently I opened my mouth sticking my tongue out for him to inspect me. My breath felt laboured and hot but it was okay to show my exhaustion. I had worked hard for him but today wasn't over. I needed some rest before the usual evening ritual.

His hand gently took hold of my chin and pushed upwards to angle my head upward for him to better see. I let my eyes slowly close to avoid more eye contact. His hand slid off my chin to gently rub my cheek and then to tussle my mane.

“You are such a good little pet.” He praised me as I felt something making contact with my tongue still hanging out of my wide open mouth. Sugar cubes. Not one but two in fact. I pulled my tongue in and closed my lips around his index and middle finger before he could pull them back, gently giving them a short fellatio-like treatment then I pulled back quickly escaping with the square reward to my dog house with the pink fluffy interior.