SuperBowl Party Slave
Part 2/3 - Saturday

     I was awakened the next morning by the delicious aroma of bacon, eggs,
sausage, and toast wafting in from the kitchen.  My Anna was turning out to be
quite the servant for me this weekend, taking the time to anticipate my needs
this morning by preparing my breakfast. Had she been a good slave she would
have asked my preferences before assuming what I wanted for breakfast. I felt
it was only appropriate that I speak to her about this matter. However, upon
delivery of the meal, I decided to forego the lecture.

     "I have breakfast for you, Sir," she said as she set the tray down my
night stand. "I hope you'll forgive me for taking the initiative, but you were
so peaceful looking, I did not dare to wake you." She lowered her eyes to the
floor. This girl was good . . . she must have done this before!

     "That's fine, Anna," I began.  "I'll overlook it this time. But only
because I know you do such a fine job with my eggs. Tomorrow morning, though,
do it again, and I will have to spank you."

     "Yes, Sir," said Anna. "Shall I feed you, Sir?"

     I hadn't thought of that. "Sure, my dear, why not?"

     Anna sliced off a portion of the eggs (sunny side up, my favorite!) and
scooping it on a fork, brought it to my mouth. Then taking a piece of sausage,
she looked right into my eyes and placed it in between her lips. Lowering her
face to mine, I started nibbling on the sausage link until our lips met. Using
her tongue, she pushed the remaining bite into my mouth, letting her tongue
lightly caress my lips.

     The rest of the meal was much the same manner, each bite very seductively
delivered to me, I was sure she would run out of ideas sooner or later on how
to feed me! Soon the plate was empty and all that remained was the egg yolk and
a small piece of toast. She dipped the toast into the egg and delicately placed
it in my mouth. Once that was gone, I looked at her and asked, "Now how do you
suppose I'm gonna finish the eggs?"

     "If you'll allow me, sir, I think I have an idea," she said with a grin. 

     "Very well, let's see what you have in mind."

     What she did next, surprised me although it shouldn't have. Anna carefully
lowered her bare chest (she did serve me nude, save for a small apron around
her waist) and traced her right breast through the egg mixture. Once she had a
good coating on her, she brought her tit to me for approval.

     "Will this do, Sir?" she asked straight faced, playing her part to the
hilt.

     "Um..yeah, that's wonderful, thank you," was all I could think of for an
answer. This girl was incredible, I had to wonder if this servant thing wasn't
some kind of hidden fantasy of hers. And if it was, we certainly needed to
explore it more often!

     I began to run my tongue along her tit, licking every last bit of egg
juice off of her, including what appeared to be stuck to her now very hard
nipple. That required some suction and slight rubbing, but she didn't mind.
Once all of the eggs were gone, she got up and removed the covers from me so
that I could get up to take my shower. However, she was quick to observe that
something else needed some attention. 

     Wrapping her hand around my hard cock, she looked at me and smiled. "May
I, Sir?" was all she said.

     "Oh, please do!" I responded. 

     Skillfully she maneuvered her hand up and down my cock, slowly at first,
then speeding up slightly. With her free hand, I noticed her fingering herself,
then bringing her fingers over to me and leaving a little trail of her moisture
along my balls and head of my cock. A moan escaped my lips as she continued to
pump me. Reaching underneath me, she cupped my balls and lightly massaged them.
I could feel the cum building up inside me and started to raise my hips off the
bed. Suddenly her hand that was on my balls darted back a little farther, so
that her middle finger was very near my asshole. She pressed up and started
massaging the base of my scrotum and I could feel the orgasm begin. Where did
she learn this trick? Oh, God, I felt like I was gonna shoot gallons! Then it
hit.

     The cum started racing up through my cock like water from a hose. One by
one, big thick gobs came shooting out of me, flying through the air going every
which way. Her hand kept massaging me as my hips kept bucking. As I thought I
was settling back down, I lowered my hips to the bed. That sent another shiver
through me as the tip of her middle finger barely penetrated my asshole. As a
reflex, I clenched my anus tight, then relaxed it a little as she began to fuck
me
with tiny strokes. I watched my cock continue to throb as more big droplets of
cum oozed out of me. Finally it all began to subside, and as she removed her
hands from me, I just lay there on the bed catching my breath.

     "You rest, Sir, while I prepare your shower," was all she had to say.

     "Thank you . . . " I started. "...Anna. Um, why don't you go ahead and put
on one of your teddies and your T-shirt for our shopping trip."

     "Yes, sir," she said. "Oh, sir?  Would it be all right if I were to
masturbate while you were in the shower?"

     "My dear, after what you just did for me, I would be happy to say yes, but
I really need you to save up your cum today. Trust me.  It'll all be worth it."

     "Yes, sir," she said with disappointment in her voice.

     "But I will let you wear a pair of sweat pants for our shopping trip. It
is a little chilly outside, I imagine."

     "Yes, sir, it is.  And thank you, sir."

     She was just too good at this 'Yes, sir' thing. She must have done this
before!

     After I took my shower, I decided that she shouldn't wear her T-shirt over
the teddy since she was also wearing sweat pants. And I would let her wear a
jacket indoors, so as not to cause TOO much of a public spectacle. I guess it
was close to noon by the time we actually headed out. We really only had two
stops to make so I didn't anticipate being gone long; besides, I really wanted
to get back home and spend some more quality time with my beautiful servant.

     Our first stop was an adult specialty shop over on Walnut Street; I'm sure
you know the kind I'm speaking of. One that sells all kinds of adult sex toys,
lingerie, movies, gifts . . . that sort of thing. Once inside the store, I had
her unbutton her jacket so she wouldn't look like she was trying to steal
something. Of course, nearly all eyes in the place were on her anyway, cause
she looked just too sexy in the teddy underneath.  We walked over to the
lingerie section and found a
cute little French maid costume - with a twist. It seemed the front of the
outfit had little holes in it for nipples to poke through and the panties, well
. . . lets just say they weren't your ordinary fruit of the looms! These were
special because they had a small dildo built right into the crotch so that when
a woman put them on, she was sure to remain 'happy'. She told me later that she
got wet just imagining wearing those panties.

     Then we wandered throughout the store for a while, just browsing around
and all the time noticing men looking over at her, then walking up a ramp to
the back of the store. 

     "Sir, where are those men going?" she asked.

     "To watch a movie," was all I said.

     "Oh," she said and left it at that.

     We continued looking, picked out a vibrator and a couple of dildos and as
we arrived at the front counter to pay for our purchases, we noticed a
selection of smaller toys underneath the glass.

     "What's that?" she asked, pointing to what looked like a pair of arcade
pinballs.

     "Those are called Ben-Wa balls. I understand they can have quite an effect
on women," I said to her.

     "Really?" she said. "Is that true? Let me see them," she said to the lady
working the counter.

     "Oh, yes, it's true," said the cashier. "You put these babies inside you
for few minutes then go about your business, honey, I guarantee you'll be
hotter than you've ever imagined."

     The counterlady looked at us and smiled. She obviously knew what she was
talking about.

     "Won't they fall out?" asked Anna, holding the balls in her hand.

     "You'd think so, but no, they do stay put," replied the lady.

     I saw the look of passion on Anna's face and told the cashier we'd take
them. Anna looked at me and blushed. She knew what was coming next.

     We paid for our purchases and as we headed out she glanced at the ramp
more men were walking back to.

     "Would you like to see a movie?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

     "Oh, could we, sir? I wouldn't care, really, it's just that I've never
been in one of those before."

     "It's ok, I understand," I said smiling. I could feel my cock getting
harder by the second. "Come on, lets go back."

     I took her hand and led her up the ramp to a hallway where at least a
dozen booths lined either side of the hall. We found a room that was open and
went inside. There was a small bench inside along with a small television for
viewing the movies. A trash can and a roll of toilet paper was also handy for
anyone who may have needed to 'clean up' a little