My Master Housemate

Withing a month of first licking my housemates feet we had progressed our relationship. The dynamics in the house had changed and I was very much now in the subservient role to my master. My masters attitude towards me had changed, we did not have fun together anymore, instead I felt there was resintment towards me and so I was lashed out at, bullied and controlled. Even through all of this I was still the happiest I had ever been because I was getting to sexually service someone I had obsessed over for years on a regular basis. 

New rules were set in the house:

I must refer to him as master. 

I was only allowed to go out in the evening if my master was. 

I wasn't allowed in the living room when my master was there and had to stay in my bedroom at all times

I wasn't allowed to have friends over to the apt. 

I had to get my master his groceries and anything else he needed from the shops. 

I had to make sure the house was always clean, in particular right after my master was finished cooking I would need to clean the kitchen every night. 

The rules were hard but the rewards were better. My master would come into my bedroom some mornings if he was horny and face fuck me until he came down my throat and then leave. After his gym session I would be allowed to sniff his underwear or if he was feeling generous he would let me lick his feet. 

I kept begging for more from him and for dirtier and dirtier things, I wanted to be used so badly but he wanted to control it. He wanted to punish and Bully me and only after that would he reward me. 

It was my friends birthday and I asked if I could go out on Friday night, he said no as he wasn't going out and anyway he might need to use me then. I was content as long as he was using me. 

Friday night came and I was in my bedroom, I text to say I am ready whenever he needs me. No reply, then suddenly he got up and left the apt. I got a text N hour later saying he will be back in a few hours will use me then. 

I waited all night, I had lots of texts and photos from friends wondering where I was but I replied saying I was sick and was so sad to be missing out. 

Suddenly at 3am he arrives back laughing with some girl. I'm still hoping he might need me so I'm up and text to say I'm still waiting and willing to do anything. He texts back with a 'OK' 

I can hear him and the girl in his bedroom they are having sex and she is really enjoying it, he seems to be pounding her hard. 

I text again to say I don't mind if the girl is watching ill still serve you infront of her, I can lick your ass while your fucking her? At this stage I just want to be used by him so I say I can do anything and I'll pay you for it. 

I can hear them laughing at the message, I'm still waiting in my room when he replies 2 hours later at 6am after fucking her again saying he will leave the used condoms in the bin so I can drink them tomorrow. 

I am so tired, I fall asleep. My night has been spent waiting around for hours hoping I can used, there is no consideration for me instead he is trying to see how far he can push and bully me. 

Even though I'm annoyed I still  think about the rewards and I realise I will deal with whatever he does to me as long as I know I can serve him. All I can think about is how I can't wait to suck the cum out of his condoms first thing tomorrow morning when I'm allowed.