Latest fiction & first time story: Master! Master!

Latest fiction & first time story: Master! Master! – Chapter 6.3

by Sage_of_the_Forlorn_Path

For hours, Sonja, Chloe, and I worked together to pacify Momo until the effects of the catnip wore off. Time blurred in my mind, fatigue and aching blood vessels costing me all higher thought. I remembered seeing Momo on her back and I was giving her the drilling of her life, while Sonja and Chloe sucked on her breasts. Later, I had her on all fours, throwing my full body weight against her while Chloe whimpered in bliss, feeling Momo’s tongue violate her slit. Again and again, I had to stop and take a rest, to try and collect myself and build up some stamina while nursing my stinging manhood. I left Momo in the care of Sonja and Chloe, arming them with the vibrator to use once they had wrestled her into submission. I don’t know how many times I came. Before long, it was more excruciating than enjoyable, as I soon stuck with only dry fire.

At last, once the sun had set, Momo collapsed on the bed, passed out after her final orgasm. The four of us were completely exhausted and sticky with each other’s bodily fluids. My penis looked like a pork tenderloin. Sonja and Chloe were in a similar state, their bodies covered in hickeys and bite marks and their jaws and tongues aching.

“Master, I don’t wanna play anymore,” Chloe whined.

“I was planning on making a big Christmas dinner, but I… I just can’t do it,” I said while panting. “Everyone will have to fend for themselves tonight. If anyone needs me, I’ll be outside, using the snow to try and numb my dick.” I turned around and started limping towards the door. “Merry Christmas, girls.”

Momo stumbled into the kitchen the following morning, her usual messy hair now a full-blown bedhead afro. “Hmmm, what happened yesterday? Momo can’t remember everything. Momo had really weird dreams.”

We all turned to her, still worn out from the previous day, and even a little bit mad at her. She noticed our bitter expressions. “Did Momo do something wrong?”

“Momo, do you remember that little plastic bag from yesterday? The catnip?”

She rubbed her chin, trying to jog her memory. “Maybe…”

“Well you’re not getting any more. You’re not allowed to have catnip ever again.”

“What did Momo do?!” she asked.

“Also, as much as I hate to say it, I won’t be able to play with you girls for a few days. I really got chafed last night.”

Momo was horrified but Sonja and Chloe nodded in agreement. They knew how hard I had fought. Honestly, I was glad to be going back to work. A day in my office chair, deprived of any kind of sexual stimuli was exactly what I needed.

“You girls be good, I’ll see you tonight.”

It’s funny how snow loses all of its beauty the day after Christmas. Until then, it’s beautiful and you dream of a white Christmas morning with hot chocolate, gifts, and Christmas music, and then the day after, it’s just in the way, sort of like pedestrians. It’s like December 26th is the unofficial start of January. I reached my office building, getting out of my dirt and salt-caked car and making the trek through the windy morning. Ah, it was nice to be back in my cozy office.

As I worked, I could hear my coworkers out in their cubicle maze discussing gifts they had received and the pleasant details of their holiday, as well as laughing about the negative moments. My few office knick-knacks had some new additions: the clay figures that Sonja had made. I also had the pinecone ball that Chloe gave me hanging from the ceiling.

“Who made those for you?” my secretary asked, coming into my office and handing me a file of reports. It seems that a lot of our clients had suffered from misfortune over the holidays, so we would be busy.

“Oh, my nieces.”

“So, you had a nice Christmas?

“Yeah, it was very fun, but very exhausting.”

The following weekend, I decided we should all have some fun outside and break in Sonja’s sled. As we were putting on our snow gear, Momo was standing by the door and examining the giant piece of plastic.

“What do we do with this thing?” she asked.

“We need to find a hill with a nice clear path. Then we sit on the sled and ride it down. Do you girls know any good spots?”

Sonja’s hand shot up. “I know! I know!”

The four of us stood at the top of a hill deep in the wilderness. It was very steep, and down below, I could see a see a stream bed. I had been to this spot a couple times before in our hikes, but only now did I realize how steep the hill was. It was maybe a hundred-yard drop at a 40º angle, which can give you a lot of speed. For all the times I had seen it, the stream below had been little more than a couple inches deep even after big rain storms, but seasonal flooding had worn away the hillsides, leaving only tall grass growing.

“Will this work?” Sonja asked, wagging her tail.

I didn’t answer, the other girls and I suddenly coming down with a case of vertigo.

“Yeah, this should do it. I’ll go down first, just to make sure it’s safe.”

I sat down on that sled and my vertigo vanished, washed over with a flood of nostalgia. Damn, it had been a long time since I had sat on a sled. I had bought snow pants for this very occasion, and I realized now how much I missed them. I took a deep breath, gripped the yellow rope that allowed one to steer, and pushed myself over the event horizon.

It was over in the blink of an eye. I rocketed down the hill and shot out across the frozen stream, not stopping until I intentionally rolled out of the slide and wiped out. Seeing me thrown from the sled like a ragdoll, the girls were horrified.

“Master, are you ok?!” Sonja called.

I replied with a loud “WOOO!”, drunk on endorphins and suddenly feeling ten years old again. The hill had been smooth and without rocks, and the stream, as well as being frozen solid, had a thick cushion of snow. I made the climb back up the hill, burning calories I didn’t even know I had, and gave the girls a hug while laughing hysterically.

“Oh man, it’s been so long since I did that! Ok, who wants to ride down with me?”

Sonja started jumping up and down. “I wanna go! I wanna go!”

She and I sat down on the sled with her in the front and my arms around her. “Ok, are you ready?” She nodded. “Do you want to wipe out like I did?”

“Wipe out?”

“You know, fall to the side and tumble out?”

“Is it fun?”

“Ridiculously.”

“Ok!”

I pushed us forward, and for a moment, Sonja’s added weight left us in a crawl, but once we hit the incline, we shot down. The air pushed back Sonja’s floppy ears and she howled from the overwhelming excitement, unable to even process what was happening. The sled reached the stream with a bump and as we zoomed across the frozen plane, I grabbed the side of the sled and tipped us over. In a cold, white flurry, Sonja and I were jettisoned and tossed out into the snow. Sonja got up first, hollering just like I had with her body flushed with adrenaline and endorphins.

“Again! Again! I want to ride again!”

I got up a little slower this time. “Not so fast. Momo and Chloe each get a turn.”

We climbed back up the hill, and this time I could really feel the effort needed. I was gasping for air by the time I reached the top. “Ok, who wants to go next? Momo? Chloe?”

“Momo will go,” my cat said. We sat down on the sled but she got behind me, holding onto me tight. “Momo doesn’t want to fall out.”

“Ok, I’ll try to keep us in the sled. Are you ready?”

I couldn’t see it, but Momo had her eyes screwed shut. “Uh-huh.”

I pushed us forward, and in a second, Momo’s feline growl was echoing through the ravine as we took off down the hill. Her arms were so tight around my chest that I was struggling to breathe, but we made it down onto the stream and slid across flat snow before coming to a gentle stop.

“There, see? Now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Momo didn’t answer, keeping her face pressed against my back. “Momo?”

“It was ok.”

“Good, I’m glad you liked it.”

Once more, I made the trek upstream and then climbed the hill. There was one girl left, and she was looking very nervous.

“What do you say, Chloe? Want to go for a ride?”

She kept her eyes downcast and repeatedly shifted her weight from one foot to the other. “I don’t know, it seems really scary.”

“Trust me, it’s not nearly as scary once you actually start going. And don’t worry, I’ll be riding with you.”

“Ok,” she squeaked.

We both sat down on the sled, but unlike Momo and Sonja, she was sitting backwards, choosing to use my lap as her seat. She was holding onto me like a baby monkey, her face buried in the side of my neck and her limbs locked around my chest.

“Ready?”

She nodded, with her cold nose tickling my neck. Just like with Momo, as soon as gravity took over, Chloe released a siren-like cry, so high pitched that both Sonja and Momo were left wincing. I held the guiding rope with one hand and had my arm wrapped around her small body. The ride went without accident, the two of us reaching the stream and sliding through the same path I had made with Momo, even stopping at the same spot.

“How was that, Chloe?” Instead of speaking, she simply wiggled, still keeping her face hidden. “Good. Let’s head back up.” I tried to get to my feet, but Chloe hadn’t released me. She was holding on like a backpack. “Chloe, sweetie, can you let go?” She shook her head. I couldn’t help but sigh. “All right, then.”

I don’t know how I did it, but I managed to climb back up the hill, not only pulling the sled with me, but also carrying Chloe. Though I wasn’t carrying her so much as letting me hang from me like a sloth on a branch. By the time I reached the top of the hill, my stamina was exhausted and I simply rolled onto my back on the ground.

“Girls, you go ahead and ride as much as you want… I’m just going to lie here for a few minutes.”

Sonja grabbed the sled and leaped down the hillside, riding down on her stomach while whooping in joy. For the next few hours, the girls and I took turns zipping down the hill, in different combinations and different styles. Momo and Chloe preferred simply sledding the normal way, but Sonja did every trick she could think of, from building jumps to standing on it like a snowboard. Chloe refused to go down solo, so one of us would always ride with her. But with these short-lived December days, the sun was fast approaching the horizon.

“Ok, girls, one last trip and then we all head back. How about we all ride together?” It was a tough fit, but the four of us managed to squeeze onto the sled, going from smallest to largest with Chloe in the front and me in the back. “Ready, girls?”

“Ready!” they all cheered.

Our combined weight required our combined effort to actually push the sled over the edge, and once gravity took over, it became a grinding conflict of friction and momentum. After all times we had gone down, the snow was pretty hard packed, but it was still buckling and slowing us down. Regardless, we shot down the hill and onto the frozen creek faster than before. The packed snow and exposed ice sent us farther than we had ever gone, and I could see us rocketing towards a fallen tree.

“Girls, bail!”

I rolled out of the sled with Sonja in my arms, Sonja pulling Momo, and Momo pulling Chloe. We landed in fresh powder and Momo and Chloe got up, sputtering and disoriented.

“One of you girls grab the sled and let’s go home.”

It was a race to return to the house, as both the sun and the temperature were rapidly dropping. We made it back just as the last beads of light disappeared from the horizon. We stripped off our winter gear, our exposed cheeks red from the cold.

“I’ll get started on dinner in a little bit. First, I’m really in a mood to take a hot bath,” I said, rubbing my face to try and warm the numb skin.

“Oh! Can Momo join?”

“Of course, come on up.”

While Sonja and Chloe turned on the TV and set it to Animal Planet (their new favorite channel), I built up the fire in the wood stove and Momo filled the tub upstairs.

“Master, it’s ready!” she called.

I met her in the bathroom and we both stripped down. My eyes licked Momo’s body as the last articles of clothes came off. It had been too long since I had seen her naked. Sure, we played together almost every night, but I always had the lights off then. I had missed watching her prance around the house in the nude.

I got into the tub first, making sure the temperature was right before settling. A groan of bliss escaped my lips, making Momo jealous. “Come on in, kitten.”

She stepped in and lowered herself below the water, purring in euphoria. By the time she lied back against me, it sounded like there was a V8 engine in her throat.

“Master, this feels sooooooo good,” she mumbled.

“I thought you’d like it. Back when I bought this house, my first thought upon seeing the tub was of taking romantic baths with you girls.”

“What does ‘romantic’ mean?”

“Romance is what happens when two people are attracted to each other and the atmosphere becomes very… arousing.”

“Like when Momo and Master play together?”

“Sort of. Something is romantic when it makes you think about the person you love and you become extra happy.”

“Momo loves Master.”

“And Master loves Momo.” I raised a wet hand and began rubbing her ears, further intoxicating her with physical ecstasy. “You’re the first cat I’ve ever seen that actually enjoyed getting wet.”

“Momo doesn’t, really. But it’s just so warm, Momo can’t help it.”

She slipped down further into the water, dipping her head just below the surface until only her ears stayed dry, poking up like two periscopes. She blew bubbles for a few seconds and then sat back up. Her body steaming, she sighed in bliss and leaned back against me, with nothing but a thin film of water between our naked bodies. We stayed like that for a bit, silently enjoying the warmth of the water and the sensation of each other’s company in utter stillness. After about ten minutes, the heat began to take its toll, though. I was feeling lightheaded and areas that were kept dry out of the water were now starting to glisten with sweat. It was just about time to get out, but I still had something I needed to do.

I looked down at Momo, watching the water lap at her breasts with every breath she took. Her nipples were half-submerged, and despite the warmth, fully erect. I slid my hand down her chest and started caressing her areolas. Her eyes closed, Momo’s breath began to quicken. My other hand moved through the water and found her flat belly. My fingertips moved down her soft skin and slipped between her legs. Normally, I would penetrate her with my fingers, but I decided to take a gentler approach. With just my middle finger, I started skimming the entrance of her labia, ever so gently stimulating the nerves. While that was going on, I continued to trace her areolas with the smallest amount of contact possible. Momo kept her eyes closed but was now panting, surprisingly aroused from so little stimulation. The teasing attribute seemed to be magnifying the sensations. The longer I teased her, the more she reacted, with the deprivation itself giving her pleasure.

Time to get a little rougher. My fingers slipped inside her, and at the same time, my hand squeezed her right breast and my lips closed around the tips of one of her ears. Momo let out a single cry, as clear and pristine as a bell chime. Now I was being aggressive, clumsily groping her tits while I chewed on her ears and drilled her with my fingers.

“Master…” she gasped.

I sat up on my knees, picking her up with me. I had her leaned over, supporting her with my arms across her chest, while still violating her with my hands. No longer nibbling her ears, I was now kissing her neck, all while she moaned and water dripped from her nipples. I let her lie against the end of the tub, her rear facing me with her wet tail curling in anticipation. With a quick dab of soap for some extra lubrication, I grabbed her by the hips and mounted her from behind, my manhood stuffed into her gate and making her whine.

The water in the tub sloshed back and forth as I rammed her. Since our bodies were wet, every time her ass met my lap, it produced a clap much louder and deeper than usual. The water caught the light perfectly, letting me see the ripples move through her body with every thrust. Momo was moaning in happiness while keeping her face buried in the crook of her arm. Forsaking my hold on her waist, I reached under and cupped a warm breast. I then stopped moving, Momo realizing that I wanted her to do it in my place. Now gripping the edge of the tub instead of leaning against it, she began throwing her body back against mine, her voice reaching new heights as she could now control how hard and how fast she was fucked. I watched her with a smile on my face, enjoying the sight of the effort she was putting in.

“Master, Momo is going to-”

I kissed her before she could finish. I pulled her back against me, holding her by the arms while I resumed my thrusts. She couldn’t maintain the kiss, instead pulling her lips from mine and crying out when she had her orgasm. Her strength had left her, I picked her up out of the bath and brought her into the bedroom.

I laid her out on the bed and spread her legs. She looked up at me, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes half open. I cupped her cheek and brushed my thumb across her lips. She reached out to me as if for a hug. I embraced her, returning my cock to its rightful place and regaining my earlier rhythm. Her arms and legs wrapped around me and joined our tongues swirled. It only took me a couple minutes to finish, making her purr as she felt me empty my reserves into her womanhood.

We stayed there for a minute or so, with me still inside her, the two of us simply waiting until we had caught our breath. With the water evaporating from our bodies, we finally separated and got to our feet.

“Come on, let’s go have dinner.”

“‘Kay, Master!”

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