I was bad

All I could think about that day was disobeying my Master. I was bad and was going to get punished.

He had gone away for a couple of weeks on business. I think it was to get a new girl to join our family. But I’m not sure. There’s twelve girls counting me so I guess all of us will have to share more of our Master. Each of us gets an hour with him. Now if we misbehave we won't even get a few minutes. We go without our master's cock the whole week.

When he left he made us all promise that we wouldn’t play with our cocks or fuck each other. I did both things wrong. I was so hard yesterday that I jacked off until I came all over my stomach and legs. Master would be mad. Then I had to let Megan, one of the girls, fuck me because she had seen me jack off and swore that if I didn’t let her fuck me she would tell him.

But to get back to the real reason I’m telling you this is because Master was due back today and I was in trouble and ready for a punishment. I was supposed to stay in front of the front door on my knees, naked with my cock tied up tight so if I got an erection it would hurt, my hands and feet tied behind my back with a sign around my neck saying, “I was bad please punish me Master.”

I could hear a car coming up the drive and was hoping it was Master — and hoping it wasn’t. The door opened and Master's head poked in.

“Sluts! I’m home!”

He looked at me up and down, lifting up a brow.

“What did you do this time, Slutty Becky?”

I put my head down in shame.

“I’m sorry, Master. I played with myself and then Slutty Megan saw me and promised that if I didn’t let her fuck me she would tell you that I played with myself. Please forgive me, Master.”

“Did you come, Slutty Becky?”

“Yes sir.”

He walked up to me and grabbed my cock. It strained against its bonds, hurting.

“Get up!” He grabbed me and lifted me up. Once on my feet, he dragged me to the basement door.