Owned by Alpha

Chapter 6 In the Bath

When I awoke the next day, it was nearly noon, and I realized that I should return to my utility room. Just as I opened the door, however, I saw Alpha Devon's face outside.

"Where are you going?" He was dressed in a black tracksuit, sweat beading on his forehead as if he had just gone for a run.

"I'm going to work." I quickly leaned over, realizing that I shouldn't be blocking the doorway, and offered to give him more room to enter.

"You're not going anywhere." He went into the room and began undressing.

"But I'd be upset if Daisy couldn't find me." I whispered, "She might need my help."

"I need to take a bath, and you help me fill the tub with hot water." opless, Alpha Devon opened the fridge and took out a bottle of ice water, "Now!"

"Yes, Master!"

As I passed by Alpha Devon, I could not help but glance at him one more time. He was even well-built than most young men, and his skin was of that attractive, wheat-colored hue.

A lot of women must find him attractive, I suppose.

I went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water switch, and soon a steaming stream of water was pouring into the tub. Once the hot water was in place, I reached into the tub and tested the temperature, finding it just right. Then I was ready to leave, I heard the bathroom glass partition door open behind me, and Alpha Devon stood there wearing nothing but a pair of shorts.

"Master, the hot water is ready." I looked down at him, "You can shower now."

He did not speak, but took off his panties and tossed them into a nearby basket reserved for clothes. Then he stepped into the tub and sat down.

I felt a deep breath escape me at the awkwardness of the situation. I had never been in a bathroom with a man before, and I had never really seen a man naked. I think I should leave as soon as possible.

"Am I allowed to leave?" Alpha Devon said.

"May I... May I help you?" I stammered.

"Come here and massage my shoulders."

"Yes.." I hesitantly made my way toward the bathtub.

Back at training school, my teacher taught us how to relax our muscles after exercise. My roommate and I used to give each other massages in our dorm room, but only for women.

It was the first time I had touched a member of the opposite s*x, and my heart raced faster as my fingers brushed against his skin. I placed my hands on his bare shoulders and massaged him the way I had been taught.

Was he silent, was he asleep? I peeped forward only to see his erection rising high in the water between his legs.

"Why did you stop?" He opened his eyes and looked straight at me.

I was startled. He must have thought I was spying on him. I blushed and kept my head down to continue the massage. But my fingers began to fail me, and the steam from the bathroom made my cheeks burn and my heart beat faster and faster.

"I'll get you a glass of water." I excused myself for a moment, but he caught me by the wrist.

"Stay here." He said.

I had no choice but to obey, trying to control my trembling hands. He did not speak, but stared at me. Without warning, his hand slipped up my skirt. I almost screamed.

"Master, please don't." I resisted and tried to move away.

"Don't move." He used an authoritative tone.

I pursed my lips, unsure how to respond. His hands continued to explore, reaching under my dress. I could feel his fingers making their way through my panties into the intimate territory between my legs, and my mind raced with invasive images of how his hands had invaded.

I gasped nervously, my tongue tingling.

"Master, my master ..."

"Is this the first time you've been touched by a man?" " he asked, without stopping his hand.

"Yes.." I'm mortified.

"Tell me, do you want to lick it?" He grabbed my hand and put it in the water, and I felt something hard, and I felt shy and a little excited when I realized it was his p***s.

I did not know what to say to him, I was ashamed of my action, but I could not lie to him, and my body tingled from the contact. It was the first time I had ever felt this way about a man, and I could not control the the desire that swelled within me. .

I confess I wanted him too.

"Answer me, girl."

"Yes.." " I said, biting my bottom lip.

"You'll get your wish." He said, "Now, get on your knees."

I knelt obediently between his legs, and as I looked up at him my vision seemed to be enveloped in a haze. His perfect, hard face loomed through the haze, and how I wanted to reach out and touch his singular face, to wrap my legs around his waist and scream in his ear.

Jesus, what the hell is wrong with me? Why do I have all these visions of him in my head, all these horrible, obscene images?

I was really turning into a bad girl.

"Look at me, girl." His hand caressed my face, then he parted my mouth with his thumb.

"Tell me, do you like it?"

"Yes, Master."

"Take it in your mouth and lick it with your tongue." " he said, putting his hand to my mouth.

I took his finger in my mouth and licked it like it was a lollipop.

"Good girl." He smiled contentedly and reached for his second finger. Two of his fingers began to slide up and down my mouth.

"Wrap them as tight as you can." He said.

My mouth worked hard on his two fingers as he pushed them deeper into my throat, pumping them back and forth, from fast to slow.

He ignored the whine that came from my mouth, and I could feel the two fingers of his mouth reaching down the back of my throat and making me retch.

My throat was free when he finally pulled two wet fingers from my mouth.

"You did good, girl." He cupped my face in his hands and stared into my eyes, "Now I want to shove my c**k in your mouth so badly, but I can't waste my seeds, they should shoot into your warm womb and germinate."

My eyes misted over him, the dim yellow light on his strong muscles was so sensual.

"Tell me, do you want it over?" Desire flared in his emerald eyes.

I gawked at him. I did not know how to reply to him. There was a rush of warmth between my legs, as if it would burst forth the moment I opened one. I knew my body wanted to move on, but if I did, would he think I was a slut?

"If you want to continue, I will." His tone was teasing, "Honestly, girl."

"Yes.."