I'm lying on the bed.

Waiting.

The underwear I've worn throughout the day in the corner of the room. That's not allowed now. I'm covered with a sheet, my piercings making an coming into court as my pap harden at the cerebration of what could befall when he gets plate. I roll over, brushing them against the sheet sending a wave of tingling down my acantha to the hole of my back. clip goes so slowly. I can feel a wetness between my thigh, increased by the knowledge that I'm not allowed to advert. To ease the aching that means I need to be filled. Gently I begin to grind my hips down onto the bed, struggling to comfort my frustration without giving into temptation. The sheet is twisted around me, beginning to expose parts of my flesh to the poise air

The sound of the key in the lock chamber makes me catch my breathing time, I hesitate before releasing it. And now he's here. A twinkle in his warm chocolate-brown eyes that means he's amused by my quandary. A slight smile passes over his face as he breaks the impinging with my own center, moving across the way to the window. His backbone to me he removes his tie and topographic point it on the chair, then his crown. I can just about see the muscles in his back rippling through the white textile as he unbuttons the shirt. Holding the sheet around me, I scramble up from the bed, an unmistakeable spot of dampness is left behind. I follow his path to the window, wrapping one arm around his chest, the former placed deliberately closelipped to his cock. He knows this and let's out something between a chortle and a maze as he turns, grabbing both my wrists tight, pressing me against the wall. The unexpected pain makes the damp between my stage even harder to ignore. The tack falls to the floor, I'm completely exposed except for the slim down collar locked around my throat. He looks me over, inspecting. He pulls one of my wrists towards his mouth, in one deliberate move he places my finger in his mouth, draw his teeth along them tasting to see if I managed to defy touching myself today.

"Good."

Before I can react his hand is on my snatch, he slips one finger's breadth between the brim, pressing against my gap. It's unbearable, I thrust my pelvic arch forward trying to encourage him to give me More. I know it's futile. What he finds there makes him smile. He withdraws his mitt, holding it in battlefront of my facial expression, his finger glistening with my arousal.

"Open."

I open my back talk for him to slew his finger inside my mouthpiece. He raises his eyebrow, so I begin to suck tasting the plain liquid of my own devising. Swirling my clapper around the tip of his finger as I would his beautiful turncock. I look deep into his eyes, and wink. He smiles, finally releases my other radiocarpal joint before he grabs me, turns and thrash me against the wall. Roughly now, he reaches around me and begins to squeeze my knocker pressing his cock up against my ass. I can sense the blood rising to the surface at his touch, leaving red marks behind. The hurting mingled with pleasure personnel a raspy moan from my back talk. With one hand, he lets go. He begins to line the length of the tree drawn on my back inciting to a greater extent shivers as he leans forward to nibble my earlobe before slowly moving down my cervix, biting and kissing the sensitive flesh.

"Honey I'm home."

He chuckles at his own awful joke. I could never resist him, just the sound of his voice sends tingles throughout my consistency. Before I know it, it's my vertebral column pressed up against the bulwark. unable to wait any longer, I lean forwards planting a deep long kiss on his mouth. Furiously he responds, kissing me as though he wants our body to dethaw together into one. His blazonry wrap around the archway of my rear, pulling me to him whilst locking my implements of war in topographic point. Without warning he pulls away, leaving me pulseless and exposed to the air once again he walks over to the bed. Removing his shirt, he lies on his back. I watch his chest rise and declivity as he takes a few breaths, leaving behind the focus of his day. The disport smile return key to his face.

"Is it still in ?"

I turn, choosing to show rather than tell, bending at the waist and holding open my ass for him. He acknowledges the large jewel of the spark plug inside my ass with a smile and a late lustful sigh. I smile knowing I will get button today. I turn to look him. He doesn't need to ask, I know solely by the look on his face what he wants from me now. And so I walk forward, taking my time, teasing him. I crawl between his wooden leg and place my hands on his trousers, over his cock.
"Are you sure this is what you want ?"I tease him, cocking my head to the side as I unfasten his trousers and pull all eight column inch dislodge. He's in no mood for my games, and I almost regret it as he grabs my hair, forcing my mouth onto his stopcock. Almost.

He pushes my head down making me withdraw the entire duration of him into the first of three golf hole he'll use this eve. I gag as it touches the back of my throat, but force myself to quell there determined to impress as he fucks my face. After a few min, and with a sigh, he releases my head and lets me get to figure out. I begin to give suck, swirling my tongue around the tip of his dick hungrily tasting the salty pre-cum already beginning to express itself. My work elicits a gentle moan from him and I look up to see the apparent tension his jaw holds when I do my job well.

"Enough. All fours."

He grabs my collar, pulling my point up away from his cock as he rolls over to stand beside the bed. I scramble to my knees, he grabs my pharynx, pulling me to the edge, back talk in line with his shaft. I exposed my lips hungrily and lean forwards. I receive a sharp-worded smack to the buttock and he's gone. Rifling in the bag I didn't notice he had left by the door.

"twist, ass in the air."

I oblige, almost shaking with prevision. He places something on the bed between my ramification and roughly he puts two fingers inside my cunt and begins to fuck me with his hand. I almost collapse but I know ameliorate than to motivate out of the position I've been ordered into. As I begin to twitch and agitate, he removes his helping hand and begins twisting the boastfully plug he placed deep in my ass this aurora to rouse me up. I smile, loving the modification of sensation.

"You've been very well behaved keeping this in all day for me."

I can only summon a moan in response as he places one script on my clitoris and begins to rub whilst slowly beginning to slip the plug in and out of my ass. I struggle to distinguish between the pleasure and pain he's causing me.

"Please…"I moan

"Please do what ?"he asks, amused.

"Please fuck me."

Before I can even get hold of another breathing time he is inside of me. Hands on my waist, with each jab he pulls himself profoundly into me. This is what I 've ached for all day. I feel his tool slam against my uterine cervix, this sharp pain is all I need to bear on me over the edge and I begin to cum. I begin to shake, cunt throbbing and convulsing on his cock.

'' You ask before you cum. ``

The wrath in his part twist me back to reality. He rips the plug from my ass and immediately replaces it with his putz. I yell out in a mix of pain sensation and joy and sense myself tighten around him as he begins to be intimate me relentlessly. Over and over I feel him bang into me, with every thrust I slip closer and closer towards another orgasm. He grabs onto my waist, forcing himself into me even further than before. With a sigh that makes my twat drip mold, he leans forwards and bites my allow shoulder, sliding his hands up my dead body they come to rest on my tit. He squeezes once, eliciting another groan from me before beginning an attack on my teat. I squirm as his fingers twist and lift playing with the piercings he asked me to get. I feel pleasure shoot through my stomach and a beadwork of my cum begins to jaunt from my hairless snatch down my thigh.

He moves, pushing my head down onto the bed I sense him grab whatever was between my legs. With a small pawl I feel him attach something to my collar. A leash.

'' Mine. Always have been, Always will be."He says with a growl that makes me shiver.
He wraps it around his wrist joint, and jerks me up onto my human knee. His cock still buried in my ass, he holds the deuce-ace tight causing the neckband to dig into my throat, choking me. He slides in and out of me, I feel his cock begin to pulsate, his groan become more frequent. With his free manus he reaches around to play with my dripping cunt. This is too much, I begin to shake uncontrollably with the waves of pleasure he causes.

"Please… Please, let me cum ?"I manage to beg.

He hesitates, forcing me to writhe with thwarting. And finally-

"Cum."

His need get-up-and-go me over the edge and I cum. The tightening of my ass around his cock is too practically, he lets go too. He pulls harder on the leash as his cum fills my ass. I ignore the penury for air, gasping as our orgasms radiate throughout both our consistency. Finally, he releases the leash and I fall forwards onto the bed. Wrapping his arm around my waist he lies down and pull up me close.

"I fucking love you. ”