Chapter 44

Morgan POV
Flashback
I get into the limo with Soul. I am naked, but I am not cold or afraid. Soul smiles at me strangely as we drive. He makes a few calls to Damien, someone named Rhea, and then someone named Number One. My night is a blur, even though I do not remember drinking anything.
Soul and I pull into a mansion. The driver comes around and opens the door. Soul and I get out of the limo. "Welcome to your new life, number nine," Soul says.
I follow him into the house. A young woman is waiting for me when we go into the house. "Master, I will take her from here," she says. She kisses Soul and brushing her body against him. She is unclothed and gorgeous. "Thank you, Number one. Come see me after you get her settled," Soul says to her. "Yes, Master," Number One says.
Soul leaves the entrance where we are standing. It is only Number One and I now. She looks me over. It is a little creepy, but I say nothing. She touches my body and then smiles at me. "The Master said you are exquisite. My dear Number Nine, you look delicious," Number One says to me.
"Thank you, Number One," I say to her. "Follow me; I will show you where your room is and go over the rules with you," Number One says to me. She leads me down the hall to a door. The door leads to a basement.
"My room is in the basement?" I ask. "Yes, we all stay in the basement. There is an intercom system for when the master needs us for something. We all have a job and a need that we take care of for him. He is a very needy master, Number Nine," Number One says to me.
"I understand," I say as I go further into the basement.
"You cannot say no to anything he asks of you, or he will send you away. Trust me, and you do not want to be sent away. Soul is a wonderful master. He is needy, but you do not want to go with Damien or the other man," Number One says.
"Needy?" I inquire.
"Soul has a large sexual appetite, and we, all of his numbered women, are here to take care of him. That is not all we do for him. We bathe him, dress him, clean for him, cook for him, and whatever else he asks us to do," Number One says to me.
"I understand," I say.
"He does not like for us to talk to him unless he asks you a question. He does not like us to start a conversation with him or his guest unless instructed to do so. You will remain unclothed at all times and ready for him. You shall be clean inside and out. Keep your pussy and ass shaved and clean," Number One says to me.
"Yes, ma'am," I say to her.
She leads me into a room. "This is my room, and you can bunk in here with me until you learn the rules. I cannot have any fuckups, so I will keep an eye on you myself," Number One says.
"Which bed is mine?" I ask.
"You can take the one by the wall. She is no longer with us; the poor girl is with Damien now. She will be going to the big master soon," Number One says.
"What is the big master?" I ask.
"He is the devil, and you do not want to be stuck with him to finish out your contract number nine, trust me," Number One says to me.
"I will follow the rules," I say.
"Good girl, I know you will. Would you like to go up with me to play with the master tonight?" Number One asks.
"Sure," I say.
"Go into the bathroom and clean up first, brush your teeth and scrub your pussy," Number One says to me.
"Yes, Ma'am," I say. I go into the bathroom. Number One has already fixed me a toothbrush in a bag that says number nine on it. I have a towel. It also says number nine on it. There is body wash and other items that also number nine on it. I brush my teeth and clean myself up. When I am finished, I join Number One in the bedroom.
"I am ready," I say to her.
"Let me see," Number One says.
"Excuse me?" I ask her.
"Lay on the bed and spread your legs so I can see that you are clean enough for the master," Number One says.
"Yes, ma'am," I say to her.
I lay on my bed and spread my legs for Number One. She looks over my inner thigh and runs her hand down my leg to my pussy. She spreads my pussy lips and looks inside me. Her hands are cold as she inspects me.
"Wow, you are juicy," Number One says to me. I do not know how to respond to her. She dips her fingers into me, and I moan as she slides her fingers into me deep.
"Does that feel good?" Number One asks me.
"Yes, ma'am, it does feel good," I answer her. She slams her fingers into me hard. "Master, like it rough, can you handle it?" Number one asks me.
"I will do whatever the master asks of me," I answer.
"May I taste you?" Number One asks.
"Yes, ma'am, you may taste me," I answer her.
Number One pushes my legs further apart. I feel her tongue slide up and down my pussy lips. She licks her lips. "You are so juicy, number nine. You taste sweet," Number One says.
Number One goes back to licking me. I feel her tongue go inside me. She grabs my ass and begins to make a meal out of my pussy. "Yes! That is so good," I moan. I start bucking my hips and wanting more. Number One continues licking me. Her tongue is like heaven. She licks up my pussy lips and begins sucking my clit. Her fingers slide into my pussy while she suckles my clit. "I am going to cum on your face," I say, moaning and bucking my hips.
The intercom beeps. "It sounds like the two of you are having fun; now get up here so I can watch," the master says through the intercom.
I begin to cum hard. I cannot stop myself. Number One finishes me off. She licks my pussy as I cum and continues after I cum on her face. I am moaning loudly as the master is calling us to come upstairs to him.
"She is tasty, master," Number One says to the intercom.
"Get your ass up here now," Master demands.
Number me reaches for my hand. We walk hand in hand out of the bedroom. "He may punish me for tasting you, but it was worth it," Number One says. She kisses me, letting her tongue slide into my mouth and pulling me close to her.
"It was wonderful," I say to her.
"Have you ever been with a woman before?" Number One asks me.
"No, but I enjoyed it. I would love to taste you some time," I say to her.
"You will get your chance. Master likes to watch," Number One says.
"Does he punish us a lot?" I ask.
"As long as you follow the rules, you will never have to worry about being punished," Number One says.
"Yes, ma'am, I will be good for you," I say to her. I smile at her. There is something about her that is making me want her. It could be because she made me cum so hard, but I think it is something else. Maybe I am attracted to her.
We walk hand in hand into the master's room. He is waiting for us. He is stroking himself as we enter the room. "It took you long enough," Master barks at us.
"Sorry, Master," Number One says.
"No, you are not, Number One. You were busy pleasing yourself," Master says.
"I only wanted to see what she tasted like, Master. You know I have an appetite," Number One says.
"Get me my paddle, Number One. I want Number Nine to see what happens when we do not follow the rules," Master says.
Number One goes to the closet and grabs a paddle. It is not big. It has holes in the paddle. Number One hands it to him and then goes to the chair by the bed. She bends over, holding onto the arms of the chair.
"Number Nine, get closer; I want you to see what will happen if you disobey me," Master says.
He smacks number one on the ass. She is holding onto the chair as he assaults her ass with the paddle. I know she is in pain, but she takes it. "Now turn around Number one and assume the position," Master says to her.
She turns around and sits in the chair. I can tell it hurts to sit. "Spread your legs, number one," Master says.
He stands behind Number one. She spreads her legs. He begins swatting her pussy with the paddle. "See, Number Nine, sometimes Number One acts like a dirty slut, and I have to remind her who is in charge," Master says.
I stand there watching him beat Number One with the paddle. I feel so bad for her. I do not want ever to have this happen to me. Just when I think things cannot get worse. Soul, my master, releases his fangs and starts feeding on her neck as he beats her pussy with the paddle. Number One screams.
As she screams, I begin to have flashes of memories from the night. I have been drugged or something. I start crying, and then I run out of the room. I need to get out of here. I want to go home.