My Master Housemate

A few days pass and my master avoids me. I text first thing every morning letting him know that I'm available whenever he needs me and is there anything I can do that would convince him use me, I didn't get any reply. I still have his used underwear which I can sniff but its not the same, I've rimmed his perfect ass now and had his big load deep inside me and its like an addiction now I need it so badly. 

Then on friday morning he busts into my room, turn round he shouts, he pulls out my butt plug which I have had in me at all times just incase he ever wants to fuck me. 

He lubes me up and starts to shove his thick cock in me, I'm moaning it feels so good, he forces my head into my pillow "shut up you slut" he fucks me so hard and aggressive like a piece of meat, it feels so good when he is inside me he has complete control. His loads then shoots deep in my ass, he lifts his hand off my head so I can properly breath now, he pulls his cock out of my ass and shoves the plug back in me. "thanks so much master, is there anything else you want, do you want to piss in my mouth " I say. 

"Give me your bank card I need it for today" he says, "ok, what do you need it for?" I ask. "none of your business, is it an issue? Because if it is an issue I can stop all this shit now and will never go near you again" he shouts, clearly frustrated. 

"I'm sorry, its no issue at all, I give him my pin code and say use it for whatever you want", he says "I intend to, if I'm feeling generous you might get my piss later" then he leaves. 

As I sit there, feeling his load inside me I think how powerless I am to him, he can decide at anytime he doesn't want to use me anymore which is so scary to me, I need to make sure I please him as best as I can and also make the most of him when I can. 

Later that day my friend calls over, he is concerned as I haven't been seen out in ages and wants to know if everything is OK with me and if I'm free tonight. I can't I say as I'm not feeling well, in reality the possibility of getting masters piss is more appealing than a night out with friends or anything for that matter. I assure him everything is fine and I'm good. 

As my friend leaves I go back into my bedroom and pick a pair of masters dirty underwear from my stash, I spend the next few hours wanking while sniffing his underwear and feeling his load in me. I realise this is my new life now, not going out with friends but devoting all my time to master in thr hope that he might use me sometime, and I'm happy with that. 

Later I decide to check my banking app and can see master has been using my card in different bars in town, I get turned on knowing I'm treating him and as each new transactions appear I get a rush. I text to say "I hope you are enjoying yourself and looking forward to seeing you later, I have been thinking about you all day" . I don't get a reply. Hours pass and still no response, I check the app and can see that the last transaction he made is in a hotel. I text again asking is he coming home tonight as I want to be ready for him. "No" he replies. 

It dawns on me that he doesn't really care about me, I'm just a pathetic fag that he can abuse and take cash from, but then I look at a photo I have of him and all of a sudden I don't care, It doesn't matter what he does to me or how badly he treates me I would still do literally anything for him,  I will always worship him and master knows that. 

The next morning he arrives home, I get up quickly in my room to preaire for him waiting patiently like a dog incase he decides to come in and use me, my ass is pre lubed just incase he needs to use that. 

He comes in an hour later holding a used condom in one hand and a pair of used underwear in another, he throws them on the bed, "there you go, don't say I don't give you anything, I left a special treat on the underwear too for you." I thank him so much, "Im heading out again so need your card again" he says. No problem I say, "can I please have your piss though, please Im begging I have been waiting for hours on it" 

"Fine, although my taxi will be here in 2 mins" he pulls out his perfect cock and I quickly position my open mouth in front of it, suddenly a hot stream of piss comes out, I gulp it down quickly, not wanting to miss any of it. I say thanks after each gulp. He moves his cock around aiming for my pillow and then the rest of the bed, I try to follow it with my mouth, I don't want it to hit the bed but instead I want it in my mouth. 

Taxi here I need to go he says, he zips up and leaves, "thank you so much can you spit in my mouth too please" I shout as he leaves the room, hoping he will come back. 

He leaves and I lie back on my bed, it is soaking with his piss, my pillow is drenched. I grab the condom he left and the dirty underwear and i lie there all day, drinking, sucking, sniffing, licking, anything I can do to taste his juices. 

A few hours pass, I have drank the cum from the condom and licked clean the stinking dirty underwear, as the piss starts to dry out from the bed I realise I need more of it, I have become addicted to his juices now and just need to taste him constantly.

I decide I need to make an offer to him. I send a long text to him stating. 

While my main goal is always to serve you in person, be fucked by you, rim you, lick your feet literally anything you want etc.. I also need to be able to enjoy you when you are not around, I need to be able to worship you and taste you 247. I propose I will pay half your rent going forward as well as giving you all my card details so you can use my card online for anything you want. In return I will leave a glass beside you bed, if you cum please cum in this, I will leave a jug beside the toilet, when you need to piss please go in this, I will also leave a bin by the toilet, please put toilet paper or anything else in this. Thank you so much and I am begging that you are happy with this. 

I didn't get any reply and went to bed hoping he would agree. 

The next morning as I got ready for work I went into the bathroom and seen the jug full of his yellow morning piss. I was so happy, the bin was empty but I was hoping that would change, I rushed into his bedroom and seen cum in the glass. 

I text work to say I would be late, I started to pour his piss and cum into a glass and slowly drank it, the taste was so amazing, it was such a relief, it was just what I needed to settle my addiction to him, I swirled it in my mouth wanting to savour the taste. An hour passed and I needed to get to work, I poured the remaining piss into my coffee flask and left the jug and glass back in their place to be filled up again. 

I text to say thank you so so much for the gift this morning, I have sent you the money are here are my bank details. Thank you, thank you. 

I got no reply but as I was in a work meeting a few hours later, my phone buzzed with an email receipt saying I had ordered new running shoes. I got so hard, took a big sip from my coffee cup of piss and smiled. My boss asked why was I smiling, I said it's nothing, I'm just happy. I was so happy, I couldn't wait to get home and see what would be left for me next. I went into the work toilets, brought out a photo of master I had on my phone and started to wank as I drank the remaining piss from my cup, I let a big moan in the toilets as I came, hoping no one could hear me. I thought that should cure my addiction for a few hours, until I'm back home and see master in real life and then im more desperate than ever for him.