Yesterday morning I was sitting with my coffee when Master came in and pulled me on to the floor. He unzipped his fly and pushed my head down on himself. In a few minutes he told me to stand up and bend over the counter. He took me, just a few quick thrusts, then ordered me to clean him with my mouth. Master used my hair to dry himself, treating me like a rag (so hot, this!).
I went and opened the gate for him, all wet, squishy and full of frustrated desire.
It was a long day, keeping busy, waiting for Master to get home.
Last night we made sweet, sweet love tenderly in each others arms.
Ok, who am I kidding?
He wrapped a belt around my neck (after I said it was currently my fondest wish) and beat me with the end of it while fucking me.
It was so. fucking. hot.
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