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On my knees, resting position. Palms up on my thighs, waiting to serve my Sir. Legs spread wide for his pleasure. Eyes cast down. Knowing He will be here any second, the waiting has me on edge. Just thinking of my Sir’s firm hands on me, has me wet and ready for Him. I think back to the last time. I bite my lip and moan. Fighting the urge to reach between my thighs, must wait for Sir. Goosebumps spread across my body at the faint click of the lock. I can feel his presence before he enters the room. My heart rate increases, my breathing comes quicker. I feel the tremble start low in my stomach, my wait was over. No, words. Not yet. I can hear Sir removing His jacket, His shirt. The quiet thud of His shoes. I feel the warmth of Him in front of me, then listen to the sound of Him slowly lowering his zipper. I do what I know He wants. I look up into His eyes, roll my head back, lick my lips, and open my mouth wide for Sir’s cock. He pushes Himself in my mouth, deep, slow. I open my throat to take all of Him. To feel His cock in the back of my throat is heaven. I can taste the salty, sweetness of Him. I savor the taste of Him. I love His cock, worship it. It brings me so much pleasure. almanbahis He fucks my mouth, slow. He pushes his fingers into my hair, and clutches tight. The sting of his force makes me moan around his cock. He picks up his pace, more and more. Fucking my mouth hard, I feel Him swell even more in my mouth. I know I am pleasing Him. He forces himself, deep, deeper, than before and I feel the hot jets of His cum. I take it all, never waste a precious drop. He pulls Himself from my mouth and I return to my waiting position. He lifts my chin and kisses me softly, careful of my tender lips. “Thank you, Precious. Now get your ass on the bed.” Heat blossoms throughout my body, Sir’s words. ”Sir, permission to speak?” He nods. “How would Sir like his slut?” He smiles softly, and runs his thumb across my lower lip. His eyes are dark with desire. My Sir wants me, it feels so good to please my Sir. “I want My ass up, precious.” “Yes, Sir.” When he releases my gaze, and lower lip, I stand as gracefully as I can. I know my Sir likes good posture. I climb on to the bed, nice and slow; he likes to watch me move. I make my way to the center of the bed. I spread my legs wide. I bend forward almanbahis yeni giriş and place my head forehead down on the bed. I am stretching my arms above my head, crossing my wrist, palms up. Offering myself for Sir’s use, for his pleasure, there is no greater feeling. There is nothing more powerful than my submission to Him. I relax every muscle, a blissful peace washes over me. My Sir will have all of me. I feel the warmth of his hand slid from the top of my ass, to the tender underside. I sigh softly. I feel him slide the cool leather strap around my upper thigh. The soft fur lining tickles. I try not to move. He pulls the cuff, and buckles it securely in place. He moves to the other thigh, and repeats. The excitement I feel moves up another level. I feel warm all over, my breathing is getting a bit quicker. He runs his hand up my back, over my shoulder and down my arm. He lifts my palm, and kisses it softly. He secures one wrist, and then the other in a cuff. I hear the click of the D rings locking together, and tremble with excitement. He connects the cuffs to the restraint attached to the headboard, and pulls, stretching me. He strokes my head and whispers almanbahis giriş the words I crave, “Good girl.” He moves back to my ankles and wraps them each in cuffs, lifting and connecting them to my thighs. I feel anxious, wanting. My breathing is rapid, waiting for His touch. I feel the warmth of my arousal trickle down my inner thigh. He spreads me wide and looks at His property, inspecting me. “Very good.” He slides his fingers through my slick folds, softly stroking my already engorged clit. Fully exposed ready for Him. “Is my slut ready for her Sir?” “Yes, Sir.” My voice is husky, and it comes out almost as a moan. The first blow is nothing more than a love tap from my Sir. With each strike of the tender flesh on my ass, his force increases. Warming me up nicely. My flesh tingles, and heats. One final blow of his hands tells me now my Sir is as ready as I am. I hear the whoosh before I feel the slice of fire across my backside. Heat explodes from my core. Wham, wham, wham. The burning sting of the first sharp blow barely recedes as the others fall. I am shaking in earnest now. I feel the coolness of his hand slide across the fresh flaming streaks across my ass. I try to push back against his hand, but get nowhere, Sir has me held firmly in place. He begins again, this time harder, faster. My eyes blur with unshed tears, and I squeeze them tight. My breathing begins to slow a bit, my endorphins are kicking in.
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