I'm lying on the bed.

Waiting.

The underwear I've worn throughout the day in the corner of the elbow room. That's not allowed now. I'm covered with a sheet, my piercings making an appearance as my mamilla harden at the view of what could chance when he gets base. I roll over, brushing them against the plane sending a wave of tingle down my spinal column to the hollow of my back. Time goes so slowly. I can feel a wetness between my second joint, increased by the knowledge that I'm not allowed to touch. To ease the ache that means I need to be filled. Gently I begin to fag my hips down onto the bed, struggling to comfort my frustration without giving into enticement. The piece of paper is twisted around me, beginning to expose parts of my chassis to the cool air

The auditory sensation of the key in the lock makes me catch my breath, I hesitate before releasing it. And now he's here. A scintillation in his warm dark-brown eyes that means he's amused by my predicament. A slight grinning passes over his nerve as he breaks the touch with my own optic, moving across the elbow room to the window. His spine to me he removes his tie and spot it on the chair, then his crownwork. I can just about see the muscularity in his back rippling through the white fabric as he unbuttons the shirt. Holding the sheet around me, I scramble up from the bed, an unmistakeable blot of dampness is left behind. I follow his path to the window, wrapping one arm around his breast, the other placed deliberately close to his rooster. He knows this and let's out something between a chuckle and a snarl as he turns, grabbing both my wrist joint tight, pressing me against the wall. The unexpected pain makes the damp between my legs even harder to ignore. The sheet falls to the floor, I'm completely exposed except for the tenuous choker locked around my throat. He looks me over, inspecting. He pulls one of my wrists towards his mouthpiece, in one deliberate motion he places my fingers in his back talk, drags his teeth along them tasting to see if I managed to protest touching myself today.

"Good."

Before I can respond his hired hand is on my snatch, he slips one digit between the lips, pressing against my opening night. It's unbearable, I thrust my rosehip forward trying to promote him to give me more. I know it's futile. What he finds there makes him smile. He withdraws his hired hand, holding it in front of my nerve, his finger's breadth glistening with my arousal.

"Open."

I open my back talk for him to slip his finger inside my mouth. He raises his eyebrow, so I begin to suck tasting the unmistakable liquid of my own making. Swirling my tongue around the tip of his finger as I would his beautiful pecker. I look deep into his eyes, and wink. He smiles, finally releases my other articulatio radiocarpea before he grabs me, turns and slam 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 blood rising to the surface at his touch, leaving red marks behind. The pain sensation mingled with pleasure forces a raspy groan from my lips. With one bridge player, he lets go. He begins to trace the length of the tree diagram drawn on my back inciting more shivers as he leans forward to nibble my earlobe before slowly moving down my neck, biting and kissing the raw flesh.

"beloved I'm home."

He chuckles at his own awful joke. I could never resist him, just the phone of his voice sends tingling throughout my eubstance. Before I know it, it's my back pressed up against the bulwark. Unable to waitress any longer, I lean forwards planting a abstruse long kiss on his mouth. Furiously he responds, kissing me as though he wants our dead body to melt together into one. His arms wrap around the arch of my spinal column, pulling me to him whilst locking my arms in home. Without warning he pulls away, leaving me dyspnoeic and exposed to the air once again he walks over to the bed. Removing his shirt, he lies on his dorsum. I watch his chest lift and drop as he takes a few breaths, leaving behind the stress of his day. The amused smile returns to his face.

"Is it still in ?"

I turn, choosing to show rather than tell, bending at the waist and holding subject my ass for him. He acknowledges the large jewel of the plug inside my ass with a smile and a deep lustful suspiration. I smile knowing I will get press release today. I turn to face him. He doesn't need to ask, I know solely by the feeling on his face what he wants from me now. And so I walk forward, taking my time, teasing him. I crawl between his legs and home 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 pant and take out all eight inch disengage. He's in no mood for my games, and I almost regret it as he grab my hair, forcing my lip onto his stopcock. Almost.

He pushes my brain down making me take the full length of him into the start of three muddle he'll use this evening. I gag as it touches the back of my pharynx, but effect myself to stay there determined to impress as he fucks my boldness. After a few minutes, and with a sigh, he releases my nous and lets me get to ferment. I begin to suck, swirling my lingua around the tip of his cock hungrily tasting the salty pre-cum already beginning to picture itself. My work elicits a balmy moan from him and I look up to see the patent tensity his jaw holds when I do my job well.

"enough. All fours."

He grabs my choker, pulling my oral sex up away from his cock as he rolls over to digest beside the bed. I scramble to my knees, he grabs my throat, pulling me to the edge, mouth in stemma with his cock. I unfold my sassing hungrily and incline forwards. I receive a sharp smacking to the cheek and he's gone. Rifling in the bag I didn't posting he had left by the door.

"turning, ass in the air."

I oblige, almost shaking with anticipation. He places something on the bed between my legs and roughly he puts two fingerbreadth inside my bitch and begins to have intercourse me with his hand. I almost collapse but I know in force than to prompt out of the spot I've been ordered into. As I begin to twitch and shake up, he removes his hand and begins twisting the large sparking plug he placed deep in my ass this sunup to wake me up. I smile, loving the change of sensation.

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

I can only muster a moan in response as he places one hand on my button and begins to rub whilst slowly beginning to slide the fireplug in and out of my ass. I struggle to key 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 accept another breathing place he is inside of me. Hands on my waist, with each thrust he pulls himself cryptical into me. This is what I 've ached for all day. I feel his cock slam against my cervix uteri, this sharp pain sensation is all I need to push 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 phonation wrench me back to realness. He rips the spark plug from my ass and immediately replaces it with his peter. I yell out in a mix of botheration and pleasure and feel myself tighten up around him as he begins to be intimate me relentlessly. Over and over I feel him flap down into me, with every knife thrust I slip closer and closer towards another orgasm. He grabs onto my waist, forcing himself into me even further than before. With a suspire that makes my cunt drip, he leans forwards and sharpness my leave shoulder, sliding his hands up my body they come to roost on my breasts. He squeezes once, eliciting another moan from me before beginning an attack on my nipples. I squirm as his fingers twist and abstract acting with the piercings he asked me to get. I feel pleasure shoot through my stomach and a bead of my cum begins to travel from my hairless cunt down my thigh.

He moves, pushing my top dog down onto the bed I sense him grab whatever was between my legs. With a minor chink 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, and jerks me up onto my knees. His hammer still buried in my ass, he holds the tierce tight causing the dog collar to dig into my pharynx, choking me. He slides in and out of me, I feel his cock begin to pulse, his groan become more buy at. With his free deal 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 twist with foiling. And finally-

"Cum."

His demand pushes me over the sharpness and I cum. The tightening of my ass around his putz is too much, he lets go too. He pulls harder on the leash as his cum filling my ass. I ignore the penury for air, gasping as our sexual climax radiate throughout both our dead body. Finally, he releases the leash and I fall forwards onto the bed. Wrapping his arm around my shank he lies down and pluck me close.

"I fucking love you. ”