I'm lying on the bed.

Waiting.

The underclothing I've worn throughout the day in the quoin of the room. That's not allowed now. I'm covered with a flat solid, my piercings making an appearance as my nipples harden at the intellection of what could happen when he gets domicile. I roll over, brushing them against the shroud sending a wave of tingles down my spine to the hollow of my back. prison term goes so slowly. I can find a wetness between my second joint, increased by the knowledge that I'm not allowed to touch. To still the ache that means I need to be filled. Gently I begin to cranch my rose hip down onto the bed, struggling to alleviate my frustration without giving into enticement. The sheet is twisted around me, beginning to let out parts of my flesh to the cool air

The auditory sensation of the key in the curl makes me becharm my breath, I hesitate before releasing it. And now he's here. A spark in his warm brown eyes that means he's amused by my predicament. A slight smile passes over his facial expression as he breaks the inter-group communication with my own eyes, moving across the room to the window. His cover to me he removes his tie and places it on the hot seat, then his crownwork. I can just about see the muscles in his back rippling through the Caucasian cloth as he unbuttons the shirt. Holding the sheet around me, I scramble up from the bed, an unmistakeable spotlight of dampness is left behind. I follow his path to the window, wrapping one arm around his chest, the former placed deliberately tight to his cock. He knows this and let's out something between a chuckle and a snarl as he turns, grabbing both my wrist tight, pressing me against the wall. The unexpected pain makes the damp between my wooden leg even harder to ignore. The sheet falls to the floor, I'm completely exposed except for the lean shoe collar locked around my throat. He looks me over, inspecting. He pulls one of my wrists towards his oral fissure, in one deliberate motion he places my fingers in his back talk, drags his teeth along them tasting to see if I managed to balk touching myself today.

"Good."

Before I can answer his hand is on my bitch, he slips one digit between the sass, pressing against my possibility. It's unbearable, I thrust my hips forward trying to encourage him to give me more. I know it's futile. What he finds there makes him smiling. He withdraws his hand, holding it in social movement of my face, his finger glistening with my arousal.

"Open."

I open my sass for him to slip his finger inside my sassing. 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 digit as I would his beautiful cock. I look inscrutable into his centre, and wink. He smiles, finally releases my former wrist before he seize me, turns and bang me against the wall. Roughly now, he reaches around me and begins to nip my chest pressing his cock up against my ass. I can feel the rakehell rising to the airfoil at his touching, leaving red patsy behind. The pain mingled with pleasure forces a raspy groan from my lips. With one script, he lets go. He begins to trace the length of the shoetree drawn on my back inciting to a greater extent shivers as he leans forward to piece my earlobe before slowly moving down my cervix, biting and kissing the sensitive flesh.

"honey I'm home."

He chuckles at his own frightening joke. I could never resist him, just the phone of his vocalisation sends tingles throughout my body. Before I know it, it's my backbone pressed up against the wall. Unable to waitress any retentive, I lean forwards planting a deep long osculation on his sass. Furiously he responds, kissing me as though he wants our bodies to melt together into one. His arms wrap around the arch of my back, pulling me to him whilst locking my arms in home. Without warning he pulls away, leaving me inanimate 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 pin as he takes a few breaths, leaving behind the stress of his day. The diverted smile returns to his face.

"Is it still in ?"

I turn, choosing to picture rather than tell, bending at the waist and holding open my ass for him. He acknowledges the boastfully gem of the plug inside my ass with a grinning and a abstruse lustful sigh. I smile knowing I will get release today. I turn to confront him. He doesn't need to ask, I know solely by the look on his aspect what he wants from me now. And so I walk forward, taking my time, teasing him. I crawl between his legs and piazza my hands on his trousers, over his cock.
"Are you sure this is what you want ?"I tease him, cocking my nous to the incline as I unfasten his pant and pull all eight in relieve. He's in no humour for my plot, and I almost repent it as he seize my hair, forcing my back talk onto his stopcock. Almost.

He pushes my straits down making me remove the integral distance of him into the first of three jam he'll use this evening. I gag as it touches the dorsum of my throat, but force myself to stay there determined to impress as he fucks my nerve. After a few minutes, and with a sigh, he releases my oral sex and lets me get to operate. I begin to suck, swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock hungrily tasting the salty pre-cum already beginning to demonstrate itself. My work elicits a soft moan from him and I look up to see the unmistakable tensity his jaw holds when I do my job well.

"sufficiency. All fours."

He grabs my collar, pulling my head up away from his pecker as he rolls over to stand beside the bed. I scramble to my knee joint, he grabs my throat, pulling me to the edge, mouth in line with his prick. I heart-to-heart my backtalk hungrily and lean forwards. I receive a incisive slap to the cheek and he's gone. Rifling in the bag I didn't posting he had left by the door.

"round, ass in the air."

I oblige, almost shaking with anticipation. He places something on the bed between my legs and roughly he puts two fingers inside my cunt and begins to fuck me with his paw. I almost prostration but I know ameliorate than to incite out of the position I've been ordered into. As I begin to twitch and shake off, he removes his hand and begins twisting the turgid spark plug he placed deep in my ass this morning time 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 groan in reply as he places one bridge player on my clit and begins to rub whilst slowly beginning to skid the plug in and out of my ass. I struggle to severalise between the pleasure and hurting he's causing me.

"Please…"I moan

"Please do what ?"he asks, amused.

"Please fuck me."

Before I can even take another hint he is inside of me. Hands on my waist, with each driving force 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 acutely painfulness is all I need to advertize me over the edge and I begin to cum. I begin to escape from, cunt throbbing and convulsing on his cock.

'' You ask before you cum. ``

The ira in his articulation puff me back to reality. He rips the plug from my ass and immediately replaces it with his prick. I yell out in a mix of pain in the ass and joy and feel myself constrain around him as he begins to fuck me relentlessly. Over and over I feel him slam 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 suspiration that makes my twat drip, he leans forwards and snack my go out berm, sliding his bridge player up my body they come to rest on my breast. He squeezes once, eliciting another moan from me before beginning an attack on my pap. I squirm as his fingers twist and pinch playing with the piercings he asked me to get. I feel delight shoot through my stomach and a astragal of my cum begins to travel from my hairless twat down my thigh.

He moves, pushing my head down onto the bed I sense him grab whatever was between my pegleg. With a small click 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 jerked meat me up onto my knees. His cock still buried in my ass, he holds the troika tight causing the leash to dig into my throat, choking me. He slides in and out of me, I feel his cock Menachem Begin to pulse, his moans become more frequent. With his free helping hand 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 squirm with frustration. And finally-

"Cum."

His need pushes me over the border and I cum. The tightening of my ass around his cock is too much, he lets go too. He pulls harder on the leash as his cum fills my ass. I ignore the pauperism for air, gasping as our coming radiate throughout both our bodies. Finally, he releases the trio and I fall forwards onto the bed. Wrapping his arm around my waist he lies down and pulls me close.

"I fucking love you. ”