A Dollhouse Ch. 07

So there was a bit of a kerfuffle with Chapter 6 of this. My story was accidentally switched with another story. Chapter 6 is a bit plot heavy so if you're following this series I suggest you go back and read it. Thank you!

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Taylor woke to the vibrations of the butt plug in his ass. It was time to get up and make coffee for Sir. he looked at the front of his pink nightie. It was wet and covered in cum. Still his cock was hard and the silk felt amazing against it.

Taylor made his way to the kitchen and made breakfast for Sir. Then he sank down on his knees to await further instruction. Soon Sir, was up drinking coffee and eating breakfast.

"You look beautiful in that nighty Taylor." said Chad. He stroked Taylor's chest and Taylor moaned.

"Thank you, Sir" he replied.

"Time for your smoothie." said Chad. He poured his pet a glass of the smoothie and watched as Taylor drank it down.

"Now suck me off. It's the best dessert after a smoothie." said Chad.

Taylor sunk to his knees. He liked being on his knees and listening to Sir.

Taylor was face to face with Sir's cock. He could smell the musky scent of Chad's cock and balls, the man's cock pressed against his smooth cheek. He rubbed his face against Chad's groin, feeling lightheaded again. This was what Chad wanted, so this is what he should do. He wanted to be a good pet. Taylor opened his mouth, licking Chad's cock. It felt different in his mouth like his lips were bigger. But, Taylor remembered his purpose and he continued to work his way down Sir's shaft. Chad's hand started to stroke the back of his head, which felt nice.

"That's it, good whore," Chad murmured. "Open your mouth, whore. Show me those pretty cock-sucking lips of yours."

Taylor beamed and looked up at Chad.. He knew he didn't have cock-sucking lips! But, as he opened his mouth obediently, it seems like his lips were fuller. So Taylor wrapped his lips around Chad's cock. It felt weird, having his mouth full like that, but Chad shoved his head forward, sliding his cock deeper into Taylor's mouth.

"Relax, whore, just make sure to breathe in deep through your nose," Chad told him. "Calm down. This is where you belong, Taylor. On your knees serving real men. "

Taylor tried to nod. Yes, this was right. His nose was brushing against Chad's pubic hair, and he gagged around the head of his cock. It felt weird, but this was where he belonged. He looked up at Chad, at his magnificent body. Chad was just amazing. He was everything Taylor desired. Chad was a real man.

"Good whore," Taylor murmured, thrusting his hips back and forth, keeping Taylor's head in one place. "Yes, enjoy it. Enjoy sucking my cock, Taylor. It gives you pleasure to service me, to service real men like this."

It did. Real men deserved all the pleasure they could get from a whore like Taylor. Taylor liked giving Chad pleasure, and it made his cock jerk impatiently. He wanted to cum too. But, he couldn't until Sir gave permission. He kept his mouth on Sir's cock.

Chad groaned, thrusting in hard. "Mmm, I'm gonna cum soon, boy. I'm gonna cum on your face, mark you with my cum. You will enjoy that, Taylor. You will like being covered with another man's cum especially my cum. It's a sign that I'm your owner. "

Taylor moaned around Chad's cock. Yes, he did want that. He wanted to show off being owned. He wanted Chad to cum on his face.

Suddenly, Chad pulled out of Taylor's mouth, making Taylor gasp. He hated that the cock was gone. He loved cock and cum. Then, Chad wrapped his free hand around his own cock, jerking himself off as he kept Taylor's head in place with his other hand.

"You're a cockslut," he grunted. "Say it, whore."

"I'm - I'm a - I'm a cockslut?" Taylor managed. It was like part of him didn't want to say it. But, he wanted to belong to Chad. he wanted to be a cockslut. Didn't he?

"You didn't convince me" say it again." ordered Chad.

"I'm a cockslut." said Taylor timidly.

Again," Chad told him. "Say it."

"I'm a - I'm a cockslut," Taylor said, staring at Chad's engorged cock.

Chad groaned above him, jerking himself off faster.

"Mmm, I don't believe you, whore. Convince me. Convince me you're a devolted cockslut."

Taylor whimpered. The part that didn't want to say it was growing stronger. His 6th sense was trying to warn him that now was the time to get out of Dodge. But, a bigger part of Taylor really wanted to obey Chad.

"I'm a cockslut!" he yelled.

"Good boy," Chad grunted, mavelomently grinning down at him. "Good boy!" His hand sped up, and so did his groans, and his cock twitched as a thick jet of cum erupted from it, landing on Taylor's cheeks.

Taylor felt it drip down his chin, and another thick jet landed on his neck and his other cheek. Part of him felt humiliated, but a bigger part of him felt pleased that Chad was satisfied.

Soon Chad was up and speaking to Taylor.

"Fuckdoll, I've been looking around our house...it's filthy. Don't you know that you're the maid and you have to clean it?" said Chad.

Taylor opened his mouth to answer but Chad pulled at his chest. Had a nipple grown there? It felt so tender. It felt nice. Taylor moaned.

Chad stepped back and let go of Taylor's new nipple.

"Time to clean." said Chad.

Taylor reached out to grab the feather duster from Chad's hand. Chad slapped his hand back.

"Did you think it was going to be that easy whore?" questioned Chad.

Taylor didn't know what to say but he couldn't disobey Sir. He said nothing but remained kneeling in his cum-stained maid's uniform.

"Turn around, bend over and touch your toes." ordered Chad. Taylor did as Chad ordered. He presented his hole to Sir. Chad smirked and slapped Taylor's ass.

Taylor felt tip of the feather duster handle press against his ass, and a cold, thick lubricant allowing it to slip inside. He wanted to scream, cry and pull away... but, like the controlled, obedient little pet Chad had turned him into, Taylor just moaned and wiggled his ass for Chad's delight. Taylor gasped as he felt it press further and further into his hole.

It felt like the handle kept sliding in forever, but finally Taylor finally felt the tickle of feathers on his ass. Chad just started laughing. He slapped Taylor's ass hard, and leaned forward to whisper in Taylor's ear.

"Now you can get to work, pet." Ordered Chad.

Automatically Taylor stood upright and began to walk around the first floor of his house, totally nude except for a feather duster hanging out of his ass. Part of him just wanted to die but another part just loved it. Taylor knew he loved it because Chad loved it. He loved what Sir loved.

With every surface Taylor came to he leaned over and lifted his ass and began to wiggle the duster across the surface. For a while, Chad watched and laughed. But, eventually he moved off to watch some football. Taylor was left to attempt dusting with the feather duster wedged lodged up his ass.

Taylor was left on his own for quite some time, dusting the house in the most humiliating way. After what seemed like hours he heard a knock at the front door. His first instinct was to run to the door and pray they would sense something was wrong, and take him away from Sir. He loved Sir but he didn't always love the way that Sir treated him.

But Taylor's body obeyed Chad. He was stuck doing his current chore, completely unable to do anything but dust.

"Get the door, slut." Came Chad's voice from the living room.

Taylor, still naked, hard and with the feather duster up his ass answered the door.

"Hi, how may I service you today?" he said and then giggled.

"Taylor, what the fuck is going on?". Asked the voice.

Taylor looked at the visitor. It was his sister Vera.