I'm lying on the bed.

Waiting.

The underclothes I've worn throughout the day in the recession of the way. That's not allowed now. I'm covered with a sheet, my piercings making an appearance as my nipples harden at the thought of what could happen when he gets home. I roll over, brushing them against the shroud sending a wafture of tingles down my thorn to the hollow of my dorsum. prison term goes so slowly. I can feel a wetness between my thigh, increased by the knowledge that I'm not allowed to touch. To still the aching that means I need to be filled. Gently I begin to drudge my hips down onto the bed, struggling to comfort my frustration without giving into temptation. The sheet is twisted around me, beginning to expose share of my form to the cool air

The sound of the key in the whorl makes me catch my breathing space, I hesitate before releasing it. And now he's here. A sparkling in his affectionate brown eyes that means he's amused by my predicament. A slight smile passes over his grimace as he breaks the contact with my own eyes, moving across the room to the windowpane. His backrest to me he removes his tie and topographic point it on the chairperson, then his jacket. I can just about see the muscular tissue in his dorsum rippling through the white fabric 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 windowpane, wrapping one arm around his thorax, the other placed deliberately close to his dick. He knows this and let's out something between a chortle and a snarl as he turns, grabbing both my wrist tight, pressing me against the wall. The unexpected annoyance makes the moistness between my legs even harder to discount. The sheet falls to the floor, I'm completely exposed except for the thin collar locked around my throat. He looks me over, inspecting. He pulls one of my wrists towards his mouth, in one deliberate motion he places my fingerbreadth in his lip, drags his teeth along them tasting to see if I managed to resist touching myself today.

"Good."

Before I can respond his hand is on my cunt, he slips one finger between the lips, pressing against my possible action. It's intolerable, I thrust my pelvis forward trying to encourage him to hand me Sir Thomas More. I know it's futile. What he finds there makes him smile. He withdraws his hand, holding it in front of my font, his finger glistening with my arousal.

"Open."

I open my lips for him to slue his digit inside my sass. He raises his eyebrow, so I begin to suck tasting the unmistakable liquidity of my own qualification. Swirling my natural language around the tip of his finger as I would his beautiful putz. I look deep into his eyes, and wink. He smiles, finally releases my other wrist before he grabs me, turns and flap down me against the bulwark. Roughly now, he reaches around me and begins to squeeze my breasts pressing his cock up against my ass. I can feel the bloodline rising to the surface at his speck, leaving red marks behind. The pain mingled with pleasure military force a raspy moan from my backtalk. With one hand, he lets go. He begins to trace the distance of the tree drawn on my back inciting more chill as he leans forward to piece my ear lobe before slowly moving down my neck, biting and kissing the tender flesh.

"love I'm home."

He chuckles at his own awful joke. I could never baulk him, just the sound of his voice sends tingling throughout my body. Before I know it, it's my dorsum pressed up against the bulwark. Unable to waitress any longer, I lean forwards planting a recondite long kiss on his lips. Furiously he responds, kissing me as though he wants our bodies to evaporate together into one. His subdivision wrap around the archway of my back, pulling me to him whilst locking my arms in property. Without warning he pulls away, leaving me breathless and exposed to the air once again he walks over to the bed. Removing his shirt, he lies on his back. I watch his breast rise and autumn as he takes a few breathing place, leaving behind the stress of his day. The divert grin return key to his face.

"Is it still in ?"

I turn, choosing to bear witness rather than tell, bending at the waist and holding clear my ass for him. He acknowledges the large jewel of the plug inside my ass with a smile and a mystifying lascivious sigh. I smile knowing I will get release today. I turn to face him. He doesn't need to ask, I know solely by the feeling on his aspect what he wants from me now. And so I walk forward, taking my clock time, teasing him. I crawl between his leg and shoes my hands on his trousers, over his cock.
"Are you sure this is what you want ?"I tease him, cocking my head to the face as I unfasten his pant and displume all eight column inch detached. He's in no mood for my games, and I almost regret it as he grabs my hair's-breadth, forcing my mouth onto his cock. Almost.

He pushes my caput down making me take the integral duration of him into the first of three hollow he'll use this eventide. I gag as it touches the back of my throat, but force myself to continue there determined to impress as he fucks my face. After a few proceedings, and with a sigh, he releases my head and lets me get to cultivate. I begin to go down on, swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock hungrily tasting the salty pre-cum already beginning to show itself. My work elicits a mild moan from him and I look up to see the unmistakable tension his jaw holds when I do my job well.

"sufficiency. All fours."

He grabs my collar, pulling my oral sex up away from his peter as he rolls over to stand beside the bed. I scramble to my human knee, he grabs my throat, pulling me to the edge, mouth in stock with his rooster. I open my brim hungrily and leaning forwards. I receive a sharp slap to the brass and he's gone. Rifling in the bag I didn't notice he had left by the door.

"turn, ass in the air."

I oblige, almost shaking with expectancy. He places something on the bed between my branch and roughly he puts two fingers inside my slit and begins to bonk me with his hand. I almost flop but I know better than to act out of the position I've been ordered into. As I begin to twitch and shake up, he removes his hand and begins twisting the large hack he placed deep in my ass this morning to wake me up. I smile, loving the alteration of sensation.

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

I can only muster up a moan in reaction as he places one hand on my clit and begins to rub whilst slowly beginning to slew the stopper in and out of my ass. I struggle to separate between the pleasure and botheration he's causing me.

"Please…"I moan

"Please do what ?"he asks, amused.

"Please fuck me."

Before I can even take another breath he is inside of me. Hands on my shank, with each thrust he pulls himself deeper into me. This is what I 've ached for all day. I feel his stopcock gibe against my cervix, this tart painful sensation is all I need to promote 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 anger in his voice pulls me back to reality. He rips the wad from my ass and immediately replaces it with his cock. I yell out in a mix of pain and pleasance and feel myself tighten around him as he begins to fuck me relentlessly. Over and over I feel him slam into me, with every thrust I slip closer and closer towards another coming. He grabs onto my shank, forcing himself into me even further than before. With a sigh that makes my twat dribble, he leans forwards and sting my left shoulder, sliding his manpower up my body they come to repose on my breast. He squeezes once, eliciting another moan from me before beginning an onrush on my mamilla. I squirm as his finger's breadth twist and pinch playing with the piercings he asked me to get. I feel pleasure shoot through my tummy and a bead of my cum begins to travel from my hairless bitch down my thigh.

He moves, pushing my head down onto the bed I sense him seize whatever was between my legs. With a minuscule pawl I feel him attach something to my taking into custody. A leash.

'' Mine. Always have been, Always will be."He says with a growl that makes me shiver.
He wraps it around his articulatio radiocarpea, and jerking me up onto my knee joint. His putz still buried in my ass, he holds the leash tight causing the collar to dig into my pharynx, choking me. He slides in and out of me, I feel his shaft Begin to pulse, his moan become more frequent. With his loose hand he reaches around to play with my dripping cunt. This is too lots, I begin to agitate uncontrollably with the undulation of pleasance he causes.

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

He hesitates, forcing me to squirm with frustration. And finally-

"Cum."

His demand get-up-and-go me over the edge and I cum. The tightening of my ass around his peter is too much, he lets go too. He pulls harder on the trine as his cum fills my ass. I ignore the pauperism for air, gasping as our coming radiate throughout both our body. Finally, he releases the three and I fall forwards onto the bed. Wrapping his arm around my waist he lies down and pulls me close.

"I fucking love you. ”