Stevie's Point of View
After Ivan bathed me, he took a shower. Or should I say, Master took a shower. I can't believe he expects me to actually call him that. I stood up to try and leave when Ivan stopped me. "Where do you think you're going?" He asks me.
"I was going to get dressed. I'm assuming you're about to drop me off at home." I tell him, hoping he gets the hint that I will not be going to his place.
"We will be going home soon, yes. You will get dressed when I tell you to get dressed." He didn't need to elaborate for me to get that I'm not going to my home with Tracy. "You still have two questions left. You better ask before I change my mind about them."
I don't know what to ask him now that my mind is racing about how I'm not going home tonight. Wait, I remember him saying our home. "What do you mean when you said that you're my home? And how you keep insinuating that I'm going to you're house." I ask him. I really want to go home.
"What do you think it means?" He asks as he steps out of the shower. He's completely naked. He skin glistening as water slows runs down his abs. Down to his pelvis getting caught in his trimmed bush. I was staring at his dick when I hear, "Ahem." I look up and meet his eyes. "Like what you see? Maybe after your questions you'll suck me off? How does that sound, Dove?" As he was talking he made his way to me, sitting on the toilet. He strokes my hair. "Now, as for your question. You'll be living with me. You're mine. Until I say otherwise. Always, only mine." He tells me. Running his fingers gently through my hair, and across my lips down to my jaw. He grabs the back of my neck and forces me to look up at him. He kisses me, hard.
"I want to go home. My home. With Tracy." I say to him, I feel the tears begin to pool up in my eyes.
"I am your home. Now your final question." He takes a towel and begins to dry off. Ivan starts off by drying his left arm, then he dries his chest, then his right arm. He lifts his leg and dries it off then moves to his right leg. He hands me the towel and I look at him. Ivan looks at me expectantly. "Finish drying me." He leaves no room for questioning his demand. I grab the towel, and stand and begin to dry his back off. Our eyes meet in the mirror when I'm finish, he motions for me to dry off his manhood. My eyes grow big at the new demand.
"I've never...." I start.
'I don't care. Do it." He cuts me off. I move to the front of him and bend down. My eyes are level with his manhood. I lift my arm to begin to dry him when he grabs ahold of my hair. "You're forgetting something." He tells me.
I look up at him, not knowing what he wants. "Uhm..." It hits me like a brick. He wants me to call him Sir, or Master. I contemplate for a minute trying to decide if I want to. If I play along, maybe I can go home in the morning since its obvious I wont be tonight. "Sorry, I forgot, Sir. Yes, Master." He smiles at me. I begin by patting his groomed hair dry then grabbing his manhood and patting it dry with the other hand. I then look at him as his dick starts to grow in my hands. He doesn't make eye contact. What do I do?! I think to myself. "Uhm, Sir..." I begin.
"Suck me until I cum in your tight mouth." He tells me, his eyes have lusted over. He once again grabs me by the back of my neck and forces my head towards his groin, I open my mouth for his already hard cock. Its throbbing. He holds my head and places and thrusts in and out of my mouth. "Fuuuuck." He moans out at me. I try and slide my tongue around his cock. This causes him to moan again. I feel as though I can barely breathe. After a few minutes he cums in my mouth. "That was good Dove. I know I said we'll wait until we get home, but your mouth is too sexy to resist sometimes."
Unsure of what to say, "Uhm. Thank you, Master." I don't make eye contact with him as I say this. He runs his hands in my hair and kisses my forehead.
"You have one more question left, ask it before we get dressed." He grabs my hands and pulls me from the floor. He guides me into the bedroom area. He grabs his clothes and starts to slowly dress.
What the fuck should I ask him? I think to myself. I can't think of anything! Wait, what about my job and my roommate? "Uhm, my next question is like a two part question..." I tell him.
"I'll allow it." He affirms me.
"Okay, thank you." I say and I look at him, and he gives me a look. "Thank you, Master." He smiles and nods for me to continue. He puts his shirt on. "Uhm, if my home is with you, what about my apartment with Tracy, and my job?" I ask him.
"You have me. You don't need them." He tells me in a voice that leaves no room for discussion. He kissed my head before he puts his pants on.
"So, I guess the second part of my question is, when will I go back to my life then? I can't just drop everything." I tell him.
He laughs at me. I hate when he does that. I glare at him. He grabs my neck once more and drags me to his chest. "Do not glare, Dove. I am your master, treat me as such." He tells me, and let's me go. "As for you question, you will be with me until I decide other wise." My mouth falls open. I'm just staring at him as I try a grasp this new information. "I told you that you are mine. It's not just for tonight, it's forever." By this time he has finished dressing. He grabs my shoes and dress, and dresses me. He puts the leash back on my collar. He also places cuffs on my wrists.
"Why the leash and collar, and why the cuffs?" I ask him.
"You already asked your three questions. Let's go home. I can't wait to show you your room." He says to me. I feel nauseous.