part 6

I woke up in the morning feeling strange. This time I was alone. Neither Haley nor the Master were there. I remembered the night before, the night I had agreed to be his. That feeling intensified, and soon I recognized it: it was anxiety, perhaps longing. I wanted to see him, to feel his presence. I wanted him to come down here and claim me again. I waited near the stairs, as close as my chain allowed, waiting for my Master.

Time passed slowly, and anxiety grew in my chest like a choking vine. As the wait stretched on, worry began to settle in my mind. I felt a growing hunger, but it faded compared to the overwhelming desire to see him. Before panic could completely overtake me, I heard the familiar sound of the door opening, followed by the noise of footsteps descending the stairs. My heart raced, but a wave of disappointment hit me when I saw that it was Haley, not him.

"Good morning, Caroline," she said with a smile. "Sorry for the delay, I know you must be hungry. I burnt the food and had to make it again."

There was something in her voice that made me doubt her words. It wasn’t just the excuse; there was a tone in her voice that sounded... false. Besides, time down here was strange, but it seemed too much for just burning the food.

She was still naked, which still made me uncomfortable. She crouched in front of me, revealing her body as she placed the food on the floor. I couldn’t help but look at her. At first, I blushed, but then jealousy took over. She was right: she was lying to me. I could see a trace of semen that had dripped down her legs. That detail, so evident, triggered a storm inside me.

Haley settled on the floor to eat with me and noticed my angry face.

"Is something wrong, Caroline? You’re very quiet," she asked.

I didn’t answer, only sulked more, looking at her with dislike. Irritation grew inside me, a mix of jealousy and humiliation. Why had he been with her and not with me? Even though deep down I knew it was irrational, I couldn’t help but feel it.

"Caroline, what’s wrong?" Haley insisted, visibly concerned, and then I exploded. The words came out of me instinctively.

"You lied, liar," I said angrily.

"What? No, what are you talking about?" she replied, surprised, and thought for a moment before continuing. "Oh, I see, you caught me. Well, I was with the Master. I told him I needed to make your food, but you know how he is; once he starts, he doesn’t stop until he’s satisfied," she said, laughing softly. But her laughter faded when she noticed I was still angry. "Wait, are you jealous?"

Her question was like a spark in a room full of gas. My anger flared, and I crossed my arms, refusing to look at her. I knew my reaction was childish, but I couldn’t control the jealousy that consumed me.

Haley began to move closer.

"Come on, Caroline," she said, touching my shoulder to make me respond.

I continued to ignore her. I felt her hands take my face and turn me towards her. I looked into her beautiful face and smelled her scent. It was his smell. Something in me changed in that instant. My anger faded, and without thinking, I lunged at her lips, kissing her desperately, searching for his trace in her.

The kiss was passionate, charged with an energy I hadn’t felt before. I laid her down on the floor and got on top of her, our mouths devouring each other, our tongues meeting in a frenzied dance. Her hands roamed my back, and I felt something being released inside me. I slid my lips down her skin, kissing and licking, moving towards her pussy, still slippery with the Master’s semen.

It wasn’t just desire; it was a need to feel connected to him through her. Haley moaned as I licked her, savoring the Master’s semen mixed with her own juices. My tongue explored her insides eagerly, searching for more of him, wanting to absorb every trace of him.

Haley began to writhe as she moaned, her body responding to my touches. I could feel she was about to climax, which only heightened my urgency. I increased my pace, devouring her pussy with more intensity, until she finally arched her back and screamed my name as she came, soaking my face with her juices.

The satisfaction I felt wasn’t just from making her come. There was something deeper, a connection that had formed between us in that moment. I slowly pulled away, panting, my face soaked, and looked at her as she caught her breath.

Haley looked at me with a mix of surprise and satisfaction.

"Wow, Caroline, what was that?" she asked with a pleased smile as she tried to normalize her breathing.

"I... I don’t know," I stammered, still trying to process what had just happened.

The atmosphere in the room was calm, almost serene. I felt an inner peace I had never experienced before. The jealousy that had tormented me earlier began to fade, allowing me to see the irrationality of my fears. After all, it had been my resistance that kept me away from the Master, and now I realized that fear might have been unfounded.

I moved closer to Haley and lay down beside her, feeling the warmth of her body next to mine. There was an unexpected comfort in her presence, something I had never found on the streets where I used to wander alone.

"I’m sorry about before," I said softly, embarrassed by my behavior. "I shouldn’t have treated you like that."

Haley smiled and looked at me with genuine understanding.

"Don’t worry. I was a bit jealous at first too," she confessed with a light laugh before pulling me into a hug. My face rested gently against her breasts, and I felt the calm beat of her heart. "I’m glad we’re becoming friends," she added with a warmth that made me feel truly accepted.

Those words resonated within me, and I realized that I didn’t have any true friends in the outside world. The last time I had heard something similar was at the orphanage, a memory that now seemed distant.

"Thank you for showing me that this is better than the street," I murmured as I returned the hug, feeling sincere gratitude towards Haley.

"Caroline, the food... you forgot it," she said, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten.

Haley pulled away from the hug and began crawling towards the food, but my eyes were fixed on her body, on her wet pussy. I grabbed her foot, stopping her. Haley looked over her shoulder.

"What’s wrong, Caroline?" she asked, and I felt my face flush as our gazes met. My desire was still latent; I needed to come too.

I released her foot, and Haley came closer to me, kissing me softly, making my body shiver. She gently pushed me against the floor, her lips descending towards my neck, kissing it delicately.

She stopped for a moment, tenderly caressing my breasts, squeezing them gently. I couldn’t help but moan and whimper slightly as she began to play with my nipples. I could feel my pussy throbbing, begging for attention.

"Your breasts are so perfect... I’m envious," she said with a mischievous smile before squeezing them a little harder.

I moaned as she buried her face in my breasts, licking them with her tongue, which tickled as my body grew warmer and warmer. I felt my pussy getting wetter, and the blush on my face deepened. Haley took one of my nipples and began to suck it, drawing a moan from me. My body trembled with each touch as her tongue played around my areola before moving to the other breast.

Each of her movements made me moan softly. Finally, she pulled away from my breasts, leaving my breathing shallow. Her lips descended down my chest and abdomen, leaving a trail of kisses that further ignited my desire. When her lips finally brushed my pussy, I felt it getting even wetter, and the blush on my face intensified. I let out a moan as her tongue began to explore my pussy. Her hands gripped my thighs firmly, pinning me down as her mouth devoured me eagerly. Each stroke of her tongue was a wave of pleasure that made me tremble.

Haley began to eat my pussy with an intensity that brought me to the edge of ecstasy. Her movements were precise, her tongue moving with a skill that made me lose track of time. I felt my body writhing as she devoured my pussy, making me moan and gasp, my toes curling and my breathing becoming erratic. Each time her tongue delved deeper into me, the pleasure became more overwhelming.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, a loud, sharp moan escaped my lips. My body shook with intensity as I came, soaking her face with my juices. The sensation of release enveloped me in a wave of satisfaction, and Haley didn’t stop; she kept licking my pussy, tasting my juices until she was satisfied.

Finally, when my orgasm faded, she slowly withdrew from my pussy, panting, feeling completely exhausted but satisfied. Haley, with her face drenched, wiped her face with her hand before licking it, a gesture that made me blush even more.

"You’re so good," she said with a satisfied smile.

I felt overwhelmed by a mix of embarrassment and gratitude. However, there was a sense of peace I had never experienced before. It was as if, through all of this, I had finally found a place where I belonged.

Haley got up and went to the food.

"Come on, Caroline, you need to eat; you’re still too skinny," she said, encouraging me to get up.

I stood up and went to the food, taking one of the sandwiches while wondering how you burn sandwiches; Haley's lie was so silly. I was a bit disappointed that the food wasn’t tainted with the Master’s semen, but the feeling of fullness was comforting. As I ate, I couldn’t help but wonder where the Master was.

"Hey, Haley," I said timidly, "where’s the Master?"

"Someone missing the Master?" she said with a giggle, making me blush. "The Master went to buy something, but he’ll be back soon, probably for lunch."

I couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement at hearing he would be back soon. Despite my insecurities and fears, the desire to see him again was strong. Haley noticed my reaction and smiled.

"I’m glad to see you’re starting to understand what it means to belong to him," she said, and I blushed a little again as I returned to focusing on my food.

Haley and I finished eating, and she got up to say goodbye.

"Goodbye, Caroline. I’ll be back later," she said with a smile before heading towards the stairs.

"Goodbye, Haley," I replied for the first time, feeling a strange sense of farewell.

She turned around and gave me one last smile before heading up the stairs. As I watched her leave, I realized that I missed her as much as I missed the Master. I wanted to get out of this basement and join them; I would have to be a good girl if I wanted to earn the Master’s trust.