I Want To Be Owned

Yes Master

I wake up to the smell of something cooking, chicken I think. I look around the room and everything comes rushing back. My ass stings like hell. I remove the cover off of my body, and walk to a door which I'm guessing leads to a bathroom. When I open it my jaw drops. It's huge. The shower has two heads and the walls are covered in marbles. Beside the shower is a Jacuzzi that can probably be called a pool. In front of the shower and tub is a long counter with two sinks. One half was covered with men's things. And the other half was empty I think that's for me. I look up at myself in the mirror and notice that I'm naked and I giggle. How did I not notice? I have the urge to pee so I quickly run to the toilet beside the sinks. When I finish my business I wash my hands and open the cabinet to look for a brush. After that, I decide to look at my butt. I have a feeling it's going to be red, red, red. When I see what he did I gasp it's so red and in capital letters it says bad on both of my cheeks. I tear up a bit but dismiss it and so I turn around going back into the room. I decide to make the bed and go into his walk in closet to wear a shirt of his, and of course it had to be huge. I grab a white shirt that reaches about 2 inches below my butt, but I'm fine with that, I can go without panties and bra I don't really mind, and so I leave the room. I enter the kitchen to see him cooking.

"Hello Master." I whisper looking down at my feet. Master looks up and turns around to face me.

"How was your sleep? Does your ass still sting? It might be sore for a couple days." He smirks.

"Yes Master." I blush he walks over to me and lifts up my chin.

"What did I say about looking at me when I'm talking to you. You don't need to hide I love looking into your eyes." He speaks gently. "Speaking of hiding, don't you remember our conversation before you were punished." He reaches for the hem of his shirt and pulls it off of my shoulders. He turns me around to look at my ass. "Come lay on my lap and I'll put some cream on your ass." I pad over to him and lay down. The cream helps a lot, and when he's done I stand up.

"Thank you Master."

"Your welcome. Let's go eat, sit at the table I'll bring the food. Soon you will be the one cooking and serving me." He smirks.

"Yes Master." I smile when he comes back he hands me a plate of chicken with fries on the side broccoli, asparagus, a carrots. Ugh I hate asparagus.

"What would you like to drink?" Master asks.

"Some water please Master." Master comes back and hands me a cup of water.
"Thank you Master."

"Your welcome. Eat. I want everything on that plate gone." Derek raises his eyebrows.

"Fine." Before noticing what I did wrong, Derek pulls my hair down making me raise my chin up and look in his eyes.

"Fine what," he speaks through clenched teeth.

"Fine Master." I whimper, sheesh he has a hard grip. Master lets go and I sigh in relief.

"Finish you food." And I do, well I try. I'm all the way down to the 4 asparagus sticks. I just push them around the plate not really wanting to eat them.

"I'm finished Master." I breath.

"No your not." Derek says standing up and taking his plate to the kitchen.

"Yes I am. I don't like asparagus." I pout.

"You eat everything I put in that plate wether you like it or not. I don't like picky subs, now eat it or I can blister that ass of your's some more." He smiles coming back in and sitting on the table in front of me waiting for me to finish. I realize it's not worth fighting him and so I eat them with disgust. "Was that hard?" Asked Master.

"No Master." I whisper.

"Go put your plate in the dishwasher and come back here." When I come back Master is sitting on the couch and he points to the ground in front of him "Kneel."