was to clean the home, not let any strangers or guests inside, and water the plants. That was simple enough. There was plenty of food to assure Mariana wouldn’t starve. Scott had been gone for only a few days and called every night to see how his favorite girl was holding up in the big house by herself.
Mariana was holding up just fine. She could go swimming in the pool, relax in the steaming hot Jacuzzi, and enjoy herself. She slept in Scott’s large bed and relished how soft the sheets were. After Mariana cooked herself a simple meal, she poured a glass of white wine and sat out in the backyard patio. Mariana was going to enjoy house-sitting.
She made her way back inside the home and securely locked it behind her. Maybe she’d had too many glasses of wine. She was feeling more than a bit tipsy. She managed to walk back to the master bedroom and collapsed on the bed. She inhaled a deep breath; she could still smell him on the sheets. She could hear his Southern drawl in her ear. She could feel his cock inside her, driving her wild.
She could feel his tongue caressing every body part from her erect nipples, her taut stomach, her sex, her legs, and her toes.
Fuck, I’m so horny… Mariana sat up in bed and pouted. Why did Scott tell her she couldn’t play with herself? That was bullshit. She wanted to get off and she was going to get off. She got up and went into the forbidden drawer. She took out the wonderful Hitachi that Scott used on her the other night. She was going to get off quickly, wipe the toy down, and put it back. Her Master would never be able to tell the difference.
She quickly undressed from the bottom down and turned the Hitachi on. Ooh, just how it buzzed was turning her on. She lay back down on the bed and spread her legs wide and held the Hitachi against her swollen nub. Little jolts of pleasure tickled her flesh as she rolled the Hitachi around. Mariana fantasized about Scott feasting on her pussy as he spread her legs apart in the air. Oh, how his tongue was so hungry and her pussy…her pussy was so needy for his tongue, his fingers, and his cock.
Mariana thought about how she and Scott would always make love in front of the mirrors. He wanted her to see what he saw. “Damn, baby,” He winked at her in the mirror as he drove inside her from behind, “don’t you see how beautiful you look right now?”
She thought about how tightly her sex gripped his cock each time she would ride him. “Fuck, Mari…” Scott moaned in her ear. “Your pussy is so tight for me, baby.”
The memories faded away as Mariana fiercely came. The orgasm seemed to sneak upon her and she felt her eyes roll into the back of her head. She finally got that much-needed release and she would have a good night’s sleep.
If only that sudden pang of guilt would escape her…
Seven
“Great news, baby!” Scott began on the phone. “I have wrapped my meetings and shoots early so I’ll be home tonight.”
“Yay! I can’t wait to see you!” Mariana beamed. Scott was scheduled to come home the following day, but he managed to get an earlier flight.
“How have you been?” He asked.
“I’ve been well, Master.” Mariana answered. “I’ve been very well.”
“Did you follow all the tasks I gave you?”
“Yes, Master.” Mariana was a little bummed she wasn’t living at Scott’s home full-time. She had already gotten used to it. “They were pretty easy.”
“And what about the big task about not touching yourself?” Scott asked. “Did you follow that one?”
Mariana quieted. That was the one task she failed. It wasn’t that she failed it once; she failed it several times. She felt guilty after the first time but the other few times, she didn’t feel that bad. How could something so bad feel so damn good? “No, Master,” she quietly replied.
“Whose pussy does that belong to?” He asked.
“You, Master,” Mariana answered.
“And what did your Master tell you?”
“You own it,”