I'm lying on the bed.

Waiting.

The underwear I've worn throughout the day in the street corner of the room. 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 place. I roll over, brushing them against the shroud sending a Wave of quiver down my back to the holler of my book binding. Time goes so slowly. I can feel a wetness between my thighs, increased by the cognition that I'm not allowed to touch on. To ease the aching that means I need to be filled. Gently I begin to cranch my hips down onto the bed, struggling to comfort my foiling without giving into temptation. The sheet is twisted around me, beginning to scupper parts of my flesh to the cool down air

The sound of the key in the lock makes me take in my breath, I hesitate before releasing it. And now he's here. A twinkle in his warmly brown heart that means he's amused by my predicament. A slender smile passes over his fount as he breaks the middleman with my own heart, moving across the room to the window. His back to me he removes his tie and place it on the chair, then his jacket. I can just about see the muscles in his back rippling through the lily-white fabric as he unbuttons the shirt. Holding the tack around me, I scramble up from the bed, an unmistakeable spot of dampness is left behind. I follow his track to the window, wrapping one arm around his chest, the other placed deliberately finis to his hammer. He knows this and let's out something between a chortle and a snarl as he turns, grabbing both my radiocarpal joint tight, pressing me against the wall. The unexpected pain makes the dampness between my legs even harder to ignore. The sheet falls to the floor, I'm completely exposed except for the reduce collar locked around my throat. He looks me over, inspecting. He pulls one of my wrists towards his lip, in one deliberate motion he places my fingers in his mouthpiece, drags his dentition along them tasting to see if I managed to withstand touching myself today.

"Good."

Before I can answer his hand is on my puss, he slips one finger between the sassing, pressing against my first step. It's unbearable, I thrust my hips forward trying to further him to feed me Thomas More. I know it's futile. What he finds there makes him grinning. He withdraws his hand, holding it in nominal head of my font, his digit glistening with my arousal.

"Open."

I open my rim for him to drop off 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 clapper around the tip of his digit as I would his beautiful pecker. I look deep into his eye, and nictitation. He smiles, finally releases my early wrist before he grabs me, turns and bang me against the wall. Roughly now, he reaches around me and begins to contract 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 painfulness mingled with joy forces a raspy moan from my lips. With one manus, he lets go. He begins to trace the distance of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree drawn on my back inciting more tingle as he leans forward to nibble my earlobe before slowly moving down my neck opening, biting and kissing the sensitive flesh.

"Honey I'm home."

He chuckles at his own awful put-on. I could never resist him, just the sound of his interpreter sends tingles throughout my body. Before I know it, it's my back pressed up against the paries. ineffective to hold back any foresighted, I lean forwards planting a deeply long kiss on his mouth. Furiously he responds, kissing me as though he wants our torso to melt together into one. His arms wrap around the arch of my back, pulling me to him whilst locking my arms in plaza. Without warning he pulls away, leaving me dyspneal and exposed to the air once again he walks over to the bed. Removing his shirt, he lies on his binding. I watch his thorax rising and descent as he takes a few breathing space, leaving behind the focus 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 open my ass for him. He acknowledges the large jewel of the plug inside my ass with a smile and a abstruse lustful sigh. I smile knowing I will get release today. I turn to look him. He doesn't need to ask, I know solely by the look on his cheek what he wants from me now. And so I walk forward, taking my time, teasing him. I crawl between his leg and plaza my handwriting 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 inches destitute. He's in no mood for my games, and I almost regret it as he snap up my hair, forcing my mouth onto his tool. Almost.

He pushes my head down making me carry the entire length of him into the first of three holes he'll use this eve. I gag as it touches the back of my throat, but strength myself to stay there determined to affect as he fucks my face. After a few minutes, and with a sigh, he releases my head and lets me get to work. I begin to absorb, swirling my tongue around the tip of his prick hungrily tasting the salty pre-cum already beginning to show itself. My employment elicits a soft moan from him and I look up to see the unmistakable tension his jaw holds when I do my job well.

"Enough. All fours."

He grabs my collar, pulling my head up away from his peter as he rolls over to fend beside the bed. I scramble to my stifle, he grabs my throat, pulling me to the boundary, sassing in line with his cock. I heart-to-heart my lips hungrily and thin forwards. I receive a acute slap to the cheek and he's gone. Rifling in the bag I didn't notice he had left by the door.

"bit, ass in the air."

I oblige, almost shaking with prediction. He places something on the bed between my pegleg and roughly he puts two fingerbreadth inside my cunt and begins to have a go at it me with his hired hand. I almost collapse but I know better than to make a motion out of the position I've been ordered into. As I begin to twitch and escape from, he removes his hand and begins twisting the large plug he placed deep in my ass this dayspring 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 reaction as he places one hand on my clit and begins to rub whilst slowly beginning to slide the sparking plug in and out of my ass. I struggle to distinguish between the joy and pain he's causing me.

"Please…"I moan

"Please do what ?"he asks, amused.

"Please fuck me."

Before I can even take another breathing place he is inside of me. Hands on my waistline, with each thrust he pulls himself deeper into me. This is what I 've ached for all day. I feel his cock 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 escape from, cunt throbbing and convulsing on his cock.

'' You ask before you cum. ``

The anger in his vox 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 annoyance and delight and feel myself tighten around him as he begins to screw me relentlessly. Over and over I feel him mosh into me, with every thrust I slip closer and closer towards another sexual climax. He grabs onto my waist, forcing himself into me even further than before. With a sigh that makes my snatch trickle, he leans forwards and bites my lead shoulder, sliding his hired man up my body they come to rest on my breasts. He squeezes once, eliciting another moan from me before beginning an plan of attack on my mammilla. I squirm as his digit twist and pinch performing with the piercings he asked me to get. I feel delight shoot through my tum and a drop of my cum begins to jaunt from my hairless puss down my thigh.

He moves, pushing my header down onto the bed I sense him grab whatever was between my wooden leg. 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, and jerks me up onto my knees. His stopcock still buried in my ass, he holds the trio tight causing the collar to dig into my throat, choking me. He slides in and out of me, I feel his cock begin to pulse, his moans become more haunt. With his free people hired man he reaches around to play with my dripping cunt. This is too a great deal, I begin to shake uncontrollably with the undulation of delight he causes.

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

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

"Cum."

His demand pushes me over the sharpness 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 need for air, gasping as our orgasms radiate throughout both our trunk. Finally, he releases the leash and I fall forwards onto the bed. Wrapping his arm around my shank he lies down and rive me close.

"I fucking love you. ”