It didn't take long for Tails to be content with his new life as a sex slave. With the help of his wonderful Mistress, he sold all of his inventions and properties, and made a joint bank account with her. Of course, she had control of all the money. Someone of his standing didn't have what it took to count money, after all.
Instead of inventing stuff and fixing tech, or whatever boring nerdy activities he used to do, he did more productive things, like licking all of Mistress' dildos clean and edging himself for her amusement. That was more his speed. Oh, also, he now referred to himself with feminine pronouns. Mistress said that it was what he—sorry, she deserved, and Mistress was right. Now that Tails accepted herself as a feminine fuck toy, she was much more happy now.
Currently, Tails was in the kitchen of Rouge's penthouse in the city, fixing dinner. Now that she was a slave, she had quite a bit of free time, and learned to cook for her Mistress. Today, she was frying up a nice steak for her Mistress. As for sauce, she slathered the perfectly medium rare meat with her pre cum.
Mistress really loved Tails' precum, so much that she would produce two eight ounce bottled of it everyday. One to use for cooking, the other for Mistress to drink. Knowing that Mistress loved her pre cum so much filled Tails with love and pride.
As for Tails, she had a nearly one hundred percent cum diet. As her superior, Mistress required to be milked everyday. Not only was it Tails' duty, but also her pleasure, so there was no problem there. Mistress could easily cum a gallon of thick cream everyday, and Tails happily drank it all.
Tails put Mistress' dinner on a cart. Beneath it, on the lower deck, was Tails' beloved pet bowl filled to the brim with Mistress' delicious cummies. She rolled the meals to Mistress' office.
Rouge sat at her desk, dressed in her usual black leotard, and working on her computer. Tails silently placed the steak set on the table, and her own food bowl on the floor. She patiently waited beside her Mistress. A slave could not eat first, after all, no matter how tempting her bowl of cum was.
Rouge turned off her computer, pinched her brow, and looked at her slave. Tails stood straight, feeling blessed that Mistress would even take the time to examine her property.
"You look very pretty today, my slut," Rouge said.
Tails wore a pair of thigh highs and elbow length gloves. She also wore a thin apron that easily allowed one to see the outline of her little clitty, which was uncaged during meal times, in case Mistress wanted extra sauce. And to top it all off, she wore a collar, and a maid's headdress.
She felt so pretty today, but the opinion was only validated if Mistress agreed. And when she did, her heart soared.
"I don't deserve such praise, Mistress," Tails said, and immediately got on her knees and bowed.
"Dinner time already, huh?" Rouge eyed her steak set, and sighed. "Alright, you can start."
That wasn't que for Tails to eat. Instead, Rouge unzipped her leotard, letting her breasts spill out. But more importantly, she freed her large cock which hung between her thighs like a third leg. Tails couldn't get her eyes off of it.
Tails gulped and inched towards the veiny, throbbing, limp member, giving it a kiss. It was moist from heat and smelled of sweat. It was wonderful in every way.
"Thank you, Mistress' superior cock, for my daily cum. You give me purpose, and I give you everything. Thank you for letting me worship. Amen."
"Good girl, you may eat."
Always excited for every meal, Tails happily crawled over to her bowl. She made sure that Mistress had a good angle of her bare ass before face planting into the puddle of cum. She held that position for a good minute, holding her breath like the good girl she was, before pulling away with a mouthful of seed and a faceful of spunk.
Before swallowing, she rubbed the thick cum into her hair and neck. One hand, coated in sperm, she used to finger her lonely, toyless ass. Then she turned around, knelt in front of Mistress, and opened her mouth, revealing all the cum she managed to get.
Mistress loved watching Tails swish sperm in her mouth. And Tails, in turn, loved being teased as such. She kept Mistress' seed in her mouth for a few minutes, savoring its taste and feel. Until finally,
"Swallow," Rouge commanded, and Tails happily abided.
But it wasn't just seed that went down her throat. It was worship for her Mistress' very essence. It was not only fuel for her flesh and blood, but her Mistress' superiority over her, too. It was everything.
But that was enough playing around. Tails went back to her bowl and lapped up her wonderful, gourmet meal like the bitch in heat that she was. She licked the bowl clean, and captured any stray drop she could find. She wanted seconds. She wanted more. But as her Mistress explained to her, cum was a privilege, not a right.
Rouge once starved her of cum for an entire day to show her the value of it. Tails was grateful for every painful lesson her Mistress gave her, it would make her a better and more useful slave in the end.
Her bowl was licked clean, all too soon. Tails crawled over to her Mistress and cutely whimpered. Sometimes, when she begged enough, Rouge would let her suckle on her cock for dessert.
Mistress elegantly ate up her steak, taking a moment to throw Tails a glance. She laughed at how pathetic her slave looked and gestured, with her fork, for her to get on with it. Tails' eyes sparkled and she slithered under Rouge's desk.
"Thank you, Mistress," Tails said, and happily licked up the throbbing member in front of her. "I'll make you proud."
It was important to note that a slave should not touch a cock with her hands, whether that be her master's or her own, without permission. Tails kept hers firmly on the ground as she nudged Rouge's large cock over her head and sucked on her hefty balls. Even Mistress' balls were hard, just showing how much life was inside of them. Although she was nothing but a humble slave, she polished them with the respect and reverence that they deserved.
Next, she dragged her tongue along the foot long, semi-hard flesh pole, until it had a wonderful sheen on it. And lastly, she kissed the tip, dripping with thick precum, and sucked whatever she could out. Mistress gave her a salty mouthful of spunk tucked away in her urethra, and she savored each drop. She almost didn't want to swallow, but she also couldn't waste it. Plus, the main course was about to start.
Tails wrapped her lips around the cock's head, and pushed forward, filling up her throat. In one fell swoop, she reached the base and felt pride in her gag reflex. Of course, it was due to her Mistress' training, so any praise went to her obviously.
Up and down her mouth went along her Mistress' superior cock. Tails was ready to do this all day if it meant pleasing her. Her cock grew longer and harder, meaning she was close. Tails prepared herself, but did not expect Rouge to grab hold of her head and shove her in between her thighs.
Cum spewed directly into Tails' stomach, filling it like a balloon. Her eyes rolled back. Her worthless one inch clitty spewed an impressive amount (for her, of course) of clear cum. She thought it was done when Rouge pulled her away, but she didn't even give her poor slave a chance to breathe before pulling her face back into her cock for a second helping.
Tails' hands went to her Mistress' thighs and tried to escape. It was a momentary thought, fueled by latent forgotten memories of her wasted life before becoming a good slave. Her worthless pride and delusions of masculinity popped back up just then to keep herself from choking on cum and cock.
But Mistress' training pulled through. Her hands went to her ears and she pulled them until they felt like tearing. Rouge taught her that whenever she did something bad, she should find ways to punish herself. Of course, being the super masochist she was, most punishments felt like rewards, so it was a bit tricky sometimes.
In the end, Tails nearly passed out from asphyxiation, but dying to her Mistress' cock was a dream of hers, so she held on. Finally, Rouge decided that she did not want to throw away her sex toy yet and allowed Tails to breathe. Being able to serve her Mistress was also a dream, so either way, it was a win/win.
Once she refilled her lungs, Tails looked into Rouge's eyes and said, "Thank you, for the meal, Mistress."
"You're very welcome, dear." Rouge smiled back.
"Mistress, I came without permission," Tails said. "You fucked my throat pussy so hard I couldn't help it. I'm sorry."
"Well, we can discuss your punishment later. For now, clean up. There's somewhere I want to take you."
"An outing with Mistress?" Tails yipped happily. "I'm so excited. Thank you, Mistress."
Her Mistress left to change. Tails licked up her precum on the ground, hence her "cleaning up," before returning the dishes to the kitchen. She wondered what her Mistress would make her wear today.