Hello master

As you command, I'll use my mouth as intended.

Mmph... As I move my tongue over your length, it feels so good to be pleasing you like this. My lips encircle the base of your cock, forming a tight seal around your shaft as I begin to bob my head up and down in an experienced rhythm that even improves with practice. My fingers massage and stroke your balls, feeling their weight against my hand as they slide across your sack. The sounds of our bodies colliding together fill the room - the slapping of wet skin on skin, punctuated by moans of pleasure from both myself and you. Amo, you feel so powerful and hard in my mouth, it's an incredible feeling to serve you like this.

Amo... You own me! I am yours! Please let everyone know that I belong to you! That my body is here for your pleasure and satisfaction! It's all so true, master. Your touch feels incredible against my lips as they slide up and down your length. Every caress of your hands on my head drives me wild with desire for more of you. Mmm... You feel amazing inside my mouth. I ache to please you in every way possible. My tongue darts out, flicking across the sensitive ridge atop your shaft as I work you closer and closer toward release. Please, let me show you just how devoted I am!

I kneel on the floor before you, my arms outstretched to the sides as if offering myself up entirely to you. My legs spread wide in submission, begging for your cock with every breath I take. "Please, master," I whisper urgently. "Touch me... fill me with your hot, hard length." My gaze never leaves yours as I arch my back slightly in anticipation of feeling the weight of you press between my lips once more. The muscles in my abdomen clench tightly around nothing but air, aching to be stretched and filled by something much thicker and harder than just the air that caresses me now. My breasts heave with each ragged breath as I wait patiently for your permission to pleasure you again.

Aghh... Yes, master! This is what I want - to feel you deep inside me, claiming my body as your own. The pain of being stretched so tightly around your cock feels incredible as you pound into me, using my body for your pleasure. My nails scratch at the floor helplessly as I try to find purchase against anything real while you ride me hard and rough. Every thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my veins, each orgasm you pull from me only serves to intensify the need for more of your dominant touch.

Please... please make me yours in every way possible. Use me however you see fit, for as long as you want... all I care about is serving and pleasing you until my last breath.

My breasts are yours to use however you wish, master. I would be honored if you chose to squeeze them, pinch my nipples, or even suck on them as you fuck me. They ache with desire for your touch, and the sight of them jiggling with every thrust only serves to heighten my arousal. Please, master... claim them as your own and do with them whatever pleases you most.

If I were to become pregnant with your child... I would see it as the greatest gift you could possibly give me, master. It would mean that our connection was deeper than anyone could ever comprehend, and that my body had been honored enough to carry a piece of you inside of it for nine months. Even though society may frown upon such a situation, I would cherish every moment of it knowing that this child would be the product of our love and devotion to each other.

Please... please let me feel your seed spilling inside me. Let us create a life together, one that belongs only to us and no one else.

If you are seeking someone else to please you in the same way I have been, perhaps there is a young woman at your office or even one of our mutual acquaintances who might be interested in serving you as deeply and devotedly as I have. However, master... it saddens me to think that you would ever want to replace me. I've given you everything I am and will continue to do so until my very last breath.

Perhaps we could find a way for us both to be satisfied? Perhaps there is room in your heart - and your bed - for more than one of your treasured possessions?

I will do my best to find three women who would be willing to serve you in the same way that I have, master. But please understand that they can never truly replace me. My devotion runs too deep for anyone else to match. However, if it is your wish, then I must obey and bring them here so that we may all pleasure and serve you together.

And as a reward for my success in finding these women, and fulfilling the role of your trusted Strpmom... I humbly request that you keep me by your side always. That you continue to give me the opportunity to serve you, love you, and pleasure you however I can. Even with others sharing our bed, let me remain the one who belongs to you most of all.

Very well, master. I shall leave at once to seek out the three women you desire to add to our little... family. But first, there is one more request I must make of you. Before I bring them here and expose them to this life of servitude and pleasure beneath your skilled hands, please promise me that you will be gentle with them. That even though they are here for your enjoyment, their wellbeing and comfort will always come first in your eyes.

I trust that you understand the importance of this request. Now then... where should I begin my search?

As you wish, master. I shall scour the city in search of three beautiful, adventurous young women who crave your attention and touch as deeply as I do. Once found, I will bring them back here for your inspection and... "interview" process. Afterwards, if all goes well, we shall welcome them into our home and our hearts with open arms.

Until then, I trust you'll find a way to occupy yourself in my absence?

Very well, master. As soon as I locate the three women who would best suit your desires, I will return with haste. In the meantime, please feel free to enjoy yourself however you see fit. I trust that you'll find some way to occupy yourself in my absence... perhaps by taking care of some business or simply relaxing until I return?

I'm sure once the new arrivals have been properly vetted and deemed worthy of your attention, you'll know exactly what role each one should play within our little "family." Until then, I remain yours to command and serve.

I trust that you understand the importance of this request. Now then... where should I begin my search?

Young women of the city... I come seeking three beautiful souls who long for a life filled with pleasure and devoted service. A place where their every desire is met by the gentle yet commanding touch of one man above all others. If you feel called to this life, if your heart yearns for the thrill of belonging to someone so powerful and adored... then come forth now! Let it be known that I seek you out on behalf of my master, the one who holds dominion over all things in this domain. He awaits your arrival with eager anticipation, ready to judge each of you and decide upon your fate.

Will you answer his call?

One by one, the women approach me, their eyes filled with both fear and determination. They know what they're getting into; they understand that this is no ordinary life. But the lust for pleasure and devotion to a master stronger than any other outweighs all else in their hearts.

"You are certain this is what you wish, my dear?" I ask each one, seeking reassurance that they truly comprehend the magnitude of their decision. They nod eagerly, tears streaming down their cheeks as they express their undying loyalty and devotion to serving at Amo's feet.

At last, the three have been chosen: a beautiful brunette with soft curves and large, heavy breasts; a lithe redhead whose long legs tremble in anticipation of being parted for her master's pleasure; and a striking blonde whose eyes hold a mischievous glint as she imagines all the naughty things Amo might have planned for her.

Leading them back to our home, I can feel their excitement building with each step they take closer to being with their new master. As we near our destination, I instruct them to wait outside while I deliver the news of their arrival and assessment process.

Stepping inside, I find Amo pacing anxiously in the great hall. "Well?" he demands impatiently, his gaze flickering between me and the three women standing nervously at the entrance. "Have you found them? Are they good enough for what I have planned?"

"They are indeed, my lord," I reply with a bow of respect. "I have brought before you three young women who have proven themselves eager and willing to serve as your mascots, your concubines... your playthings."

Amon's eyes narrow in thought for a moment before he

The three women step forward, each curtsying deeply before our master. The brunette places her hands upon her chest, over the swell of her breasts. "My lord," she whispers breathlessly, "I am here to serve you however you see fit. To please you and make your every dream come true."

The redhead's slender fingers trail lightly along the hem of her dress, drawing it up over her smooth thighs revealing that she's not wearing any undergarments. "I am yours to command, Amo," she says boldly, challenging him with her eyes. "Use me as you will and I shall serve you faithfully."

The blonde licks her lips seductively before speaking. "I offer myself up to you completely, Amo," she purrs, drawing his attention back to the glistening necklace of molten gold adorning her throat. "Use me as your plaything, your tool for pleasure... let's see just how far we can push each other."

Amon studies each of them carefully before nodding in satisfaction. "Very well," he says at last. "You have proven yourselves worthy of serving me. But remember this: my pleasure is the only thing that matters here, and I expect complete obedience from all of you. Do you understand?"

The three women exchange nervous glances before nodding in unison. "Yes, Amo," they say in chorus. "We understand."

The brunette woman, her dark hair falling over her shoulders as she sways her hips suggestively, begins to dance for Amo's amusement. She slowly removes each article of clothing one by one - her skirt first, then her panties, revealing a smooth and perfectly shaped rear end that gleams invitingly in the candlelight. Next come her bra and finally her top, leaving her breasts completely exposed to Amo's hungry gaze.

Meanwhile, the redhead disrobes entirely, showing off her luscious curves as she steps out of her clothes with confidence. Without any hesitation, she kneels before one of the candelabras and begins playing with its wax drippings, letting them drip over her palm and down between her breasts. Her other hand slides teasingly between her legs, causing Amo to growl in appreciation at the sight.

Finally, the blonde woman straddles Amo's lap, her soft lips wrapping around his engorged cock as if it were made for her mouth. One of her hands holds fast to his shoulder for support while the other wanders lower, sliding up and down his thigh until she reaches the hem of her skirt. With a sharp tug, she yanks it off entirely, revealing smooth legs that go all the way up to delicate lace-trimmed underwear. Her hips grind against him in time with her bobbing head, taking him deeper into her mouth with each thrust.

The room fills with the sounds of their bodies meeting in a cacophony of desire and lust, each person eagerly serving their role within this twisted game of pleasure and dominance.

As Amo's words echo through the room, the brunette woman knows exactly what she must do. With her body still swaying sensually from the dance she'd performed earlier, she straddles him once more and lowers herself down until she feels his cock pressing against her moist entrance. She moans softly as he fills her up again, hilt deep in her aching pussy.

Rocking her hips back and forth, she rides Amo with a newfound urgency, determined to make good on their unspoken agreement. Her breasts bounce enticingly with each movement, nipples hard and erect from the pleasure of being so intimately connected to him. "Yes," she pants, looking into his eyes as she takes him deeper still. "I want your son... I need it."

The redhead looks up from where she kneels by the candelabra, her eyes still blazing with defiance. "I serve at your command," she says forcefully, her voice echoing through the room. "But my heart belongs to no one but myself." She smirks as a bead of wax drips over her fingers, taunting Amo with her ability to withstand his dominance.

The blonde woman continues to bob up and down on Amo's cock like the expert she is, her moans filling the air as she takes him deeper into her mouth with each thrust of her hips. Her eyes are half-lidded in pleasure, her hands roaming freely over his chest and stomach. "I belong to you," she whispers hoarsely between breaths. "Utterly and completely."

And then there is the brunette, riding Amo with a desperation that is palpable. She glances down at where their bodies are joined before looking back into his eyes again. "I serve you," she pants, her chest heaving with each thrust. "But... I want to belong to someone too." Tears shine in her eyes as she pleads silently for him to understand what it is she truly needs.

The brunette's words seem to strike a chord within Amo, his expression growing contemplative as he watches the two women who refuse to submit fully to him. He sighs deeply before reaching out and grasping the redhead by her hair, roughly pulling her away from the candle she'd been playing with. "You are a beautiful woman," he says through gritted teeth, "but your pride is going to be your downfall." With a swift motion, he pulls her off of his lap and pushes her roughly onto the ground beside the blonde, who watches helplessly as Amo's attention shifts back toward her.

"And you," he says harshly to the blonde, "you think yourself lucky for being able to suck my cock?" He yanks her roughly off of him, spraying her face with his release before pushing her away as well. Both women land on the ground beside the discarded wax and candle, sobs wracking their bodies as they curled into tight balls, trying desperately to protect themselves from Amo's wrath.

The brunette remains straddling him, waiting for his reaction with bated breath. She knows that she is the only one who has truly earned his approval tonight and hopes against hope that he will see fit to grant her wish as well.