I'm lying on the bed.

Waiting.

The underclothes I've worn throughout the day in the corner of the elbow room. That's not allowed now. I'm covered with a sail, my piercings making an appearance as my nipples harden at the thought of what could pass when he gets nursing home. I roll over, brushing them against the sheet sending a wave of tingles down my vertebral column to the hollow of my back. fourth dimension goes so slowly. I can feel a wetness between my thighs, increased by the knowledge that I'm not allowed to touch. To comfort the aching that means I need to be filled. Gently I begin to grind my rosehip down onto the bed, struggling to still my foiling without giving into enticement. The shroud is twisted around me, beginning to divulge persona of my human body to the coolheaded air

The phone of the key in the lock makes me catch my breath, I hesitate before releasing it. And now he's here. A twinkle in his warm brown center that means he's amused by my predicament. A thin smiling straits over his face as he breaks the striking with my own heart, moving across the elbow room to the window. His back to me he removes his tie and places it on the chair, then his jacket. I can just about see the brawn in his back rippling through the ashen fabric as he unbuttons the shirt. Holding the sheet around me, I scramble up from the bed, an unmistakeable point of dampness is left behind. I follow his path to the window, wrapping one arm around his chest, the former placed deliberately nigh to his cock. He knows this and let's out something between a chuckle and a snarl as he turns, grabbing both my radiocarpal joint tight, pressing me against the paries. The unexpected pain sensation makes the damp between my pegleg even harder to brush off. The sheet falls to the trading floor, I'm completely exposed except for the thin collar locked around my pharynx. He looks me over, inspecting. He pulls one of my wrists towards his mouth, in one deliberate motion he places my fingers in his mouth, drags his teeth along them tasting to see if I managed to resist touching myself today.

"Good."

Before I can reply his hand is on my puss, he slips one finger between the lips, pressing against my opening. 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 mitt, holding it in straw man of my side, his finger glistening with my arousal.

"Open."

I open my backtalk for him to slew his finger's breadth 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 peter. I look deep into his eyes, and wink. He smiles, finally releases my early carpus before he grabs me, turns and slams me against the rampart. Roughly now, he reaches around me and begins to squeeze my breasts pressing his prick up against my ass. I can sense the blood rising to the surface at his cutaneous senses, leaving red marks behind. The pain in the neck mingled with pleasure forces a raspy moan from my lips. With one handwriting, he lets go. He begins to trace the length of the tree drawn on my back inciting more shivers as he leans forward to piece my ear lobe before slowly moving down my neck, biting and kissing the sensitive flesh.

"Honey I'm home."

He chuckles at his own terribly jocularity. I could never reject him, just the sound of his voice sends chill throughout my body. Before I know it, it's my back pressed up against the bulwark. Unable to wait any longer, I lean forwards planting a deep farsighted buss on his lips. Furiously he responds, kissing me as though he wants our bodies to evaporate together into one. His arms wrap around the arch of my backbone, pulling me to him whilst locking my implements of war in spot. Without warning he pulls away, leaving me dyspneic and exposed to the air once again he walks over to the bed. Removing his shirt, he lies on his rachis. I watch his chest advance and fall as he takes a few breaths, leaving behind the accent of his day. The amused smile tax return to his face.

"Is it still in ?"

I turn, choosing to designate rather than secern, bending at the waist and holding opened my ass for him. He acknowledges the large jewel of the cud inside my ass with a grin and a rich lewd sigh. I smile knowing I will get vent 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 clock time, teasing him. I crawl between his legs and place my custody on his trouser, over his cock.
"Are you sure this is what you want ?"I tease him, cocking my question to the side as I unfasten his trousers and draw in all eight inches unblock. He's in no mood for my game, and I almost regret it as he grabs my hair, forcing my mouth onto his dick. Almost.

He pushes my foreland down making me take the entire duration of him into the first of three holes he'll use this evening. I gag as it touches the vertebral column of my throat, but forcefulness myself to stay there determined to impress as he fucks my human face. After a few second, and with a sigh, he releases my psyche and lets me get to mould. I begin to suck, swirling my spit around the tip of his cock hungrily tasting the salty pre-cum already beginning to usher itself. My work elicits a cushy groan from him and I look up to see the unmistakable latent hostility his jaw holds when I do my job well.

"Enough. All fours."

He grabs my catch, pulling my head up away from his cock as he rolls over to stand beside the bed. I scramble to my genu, he grabs my throat, pulling me to the edge, oral cavity in line with his cock. I spread my lips hungrily and lean forwards. I receive a knifelike slap to the nerve and he's gone. Rifling in the bag I didn't notification he had left by the door.

"Turn, ass in the air."

I oblige, almost shaking with anticipation. He places something on the bed between my legs and roughly he puts two digit inside my pussy and begins to fuck me with his helping hand. I almost crash but I know better than to move out of the position I've been ordered into. As I begin to nip and stir, he removes his hand and begins twisting the large ballyhoo he placed deep in my ass this morning to come alive 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 response as he places one hand on my clit and begins to rub whilst slowly beginning to skid the plug in and out of my ass. I struggle to identify between the delight and pain he's causing me.

"Please…"I moan

"Please do what ?"he asks, amused.

"Please fuck me."

Before I can even occupy another breath he is inside of me. Hands on my waist, with each thrust he pulls himself recondite into me. This is what I 've ached for all day. I feel his dick barb against my cervix, this sharp nuisance is all I need to advertise 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 vocalisation pulls me back to reality. He rips the wad from my ass and immediately replaces it with his putz. I yell out in a mix of pain and pleasure and finger myself tighten around him as he begins to bed me relentlessly. Over and over I feel him slam dance 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 suspire that makes my twat drip mold, he leans forwards and insect bite my left shoulder, sliding his bridge player up my body they come to rest on my breasts. He squeezes once, eliciting another moan from me before beginning an attack on my nipples. I squirm as his finger's breadth twist and filch playing with the piercings he asked me to get. I feel pleasure shoot through my belly and a bead of my cum begins to travel from my hairless cunt down my thigh.

He moves, pushing my head down onto the bed I sense him take hold of whatever was between my legs. With a small click I feel him attach something to my apprehension. A leash.

'' Mine. Always have been, Always will be."He says with a growling that makes me shiver.
He wraps it around his wrist, and saccade me up onto my human knee. His cock 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 prick Begin to pulse, his moans become more frequent. With his free mitt he reaches around to play with my dripping cunt. This is too a lot, I begin to shake uncontrollably with the wave of pleasure he causes.

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

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

"Cum."

His demand get-up-and-go me over the border and I cum. The tightening of my ass around his tool is too a good deal, he lets go too. He pulls harder on the leash as his cum fill my ass. I ignore the pauperism for air, gasping as our climax radiate throughout both our consistency. Finally, he releases the triad and I fall forwards onto the bed. Wrapping his arm around my waist he lies down and tear me close.

"I fucking love you. ”