I'm lying on the bed.

Waiting.

The underwear I've worn throughout the day in the quoin of the room. That's not allowed now. I'm covered with a piece of paper, my piercings making an appearance as my mammilla harden at the thought of what could happen when he gets house. I roll over, brushing them against the canvass sending a moving ridge of tingles down my pricker to the hollow of my back. meter goes so slowly. I can feel a wetness between my thighs, increased by the knowledge that I'm not allowed to meet. To still the ache that means I need to be filled. Gently I begin to grind my hip down onto the bed, struggling to ease my thwarting without giving into temptation. The sheet is twisted around me, beginning to reveal parts of my soma to the cool air

The audio 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 lovesome brown middle that means he's amused by my plight. A thin smile passes over his face as he breaks the striking with my own eyes, moving across the room to the windowpane. His backbone to me he removes his tie and space it on the chairman, then his jacket. I can just about see the sinew in his back riffle through the white framework as he unbuttons the shirt. Holding the rag around me, I scramble up from the bed, an unmistakeable slur of dampness is left behind. I follow his path to the window, wrapping one arm around his chest, the former placed deliberately closing curtain to his stopcock. He knows this and let's out something between a chuckle and a snarl as he turns, grabbing both my articulatio radiocarpea tight, pressing me against the paries. The unexpected pain in the neck makes the damp between my legs even harder to ignore. The bed sheet falls to the base, I'm completely exposed except for the thin pinch locked around my throat. He looks me over, inspecting. He pulls one of my wrists towards his oral cavity, in one deliberate motility he places my fingers in his mouth, drags his teeth along them tasting to see if I managed to reject touching myself today.

"Good."

Before I can respond his manus is on my cunt, he slips one finger's breadth between the lips, pressing against my orifice. It's unendurable, I thrust my rose hip forward trying to advance him to grant me more. I know it's futile. What he finds there makes him smile. He withdraws his hired man, holding it in figurehead of my nerve, his finger glistening with my arousal.

"Open."

I open my lips for him to slip his finger inside my mouth. He raises his eyebrow, so I begin to suck tasting the unmistakable liquidity of my own fashioning. Swirling my tongue around the tip of his finger's breadth as I would his beautiful cock. I look deep into his eyes, and wink. He smiles, finally releases my other wrist before he take hold of me, turns and slams me against the wall. Roughly now, he reaches around me and begins to squeeze my breasts pressing his cock up against my ass. I can feel the stemma rising to the surface at his touch, leaving red marks behind. The painful sensation mingled with pleasure forces a raspy groan from my lips. With one script, he lets go. He begins to follow the distance of the tree drawn on my back inciting Thomas More chill as he leans forward to nibble my earlobe before slowly moving down my neck, biting and kissing the medium flesh.

"dearest I'm home."

He chuckles at his own awful jest. I could never resist him, just the speech sound of his voice sends tingles throughout my body. Before I know it, it's my back pressed up against the wall. Unable to wait any longer, I lean forwards planting a deep retentive candy kiss on his lip. Furiously he responds, kissing me as though he wants our trunk to evaporate together into one. His arms wrap around the arch of my rachis, pulling me to him whilst locking my blazon in place. 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 dorsum. I watch his breast wage increase and fall as he takes a few breaths, leaving behind the strain of his day. The amused smile getting even 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 tumid jewel of the plug inside my ass with a smiling and a deep lustful 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 look 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 place my hands on his trouser, over his cock.
"Are you sure this is what you want ?"I tease him, cocking my heading to the side as I unfasten his pant and tear all eight in disengage. He's in no mood for my secret plan, and I almost regret it as he grabs my hairsbreadth, forcing my mouth onto his cock. Almost.

He pushes my head down making me take the intact length of him into the first of all of three gob he'll use this evening. I gag as it touches the dorsum of my throat, but force-out myself to abide there determined to impress as he fucks my case. After a few minutes, and with a sigh, he releases my head word and lets me get to lick. I begin to suck, swirling my clapper around the tip of his stopcock hungrily tasting the salty pre-cum already beginning to evidence itself. My body of work elicits a soft groan 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 brain up away from his rooster as he rolls over to place upright beside the bed. I scramble to my knees, he grabs my pharynx, pulling me to the boundary, mouth in line with his peter. I open my backtalk hungrily and lean forwards. I receive a sharp smack to the cheek and he's gone. Rifling in the bag I didn't notice 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 finger's breadth inside my bitch and begins to sleep together me with his hand. I almost flop but I know better than to move out of the position I've been ordered into. As I begin to twitch and shake, he removes his hired man and begins twisting the declamatory plug he placed deep in my ass this break of day 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 summon a groan in reception as he places one hand on my button and begins to rub whilst slowly beginning to skid the plug in and out of my ass. I struggle to distinguish between the pleasure and infliction 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 waist, with each driving force he pulls himself deeper into me. This is what I 've ached for all day. I feel his tool slam against my cervix, this tart pain in the neck is all I need to push me over the edge and I begin to cum. I begin to shake off, cunt throbbing and convulsing on his cock.

'' You ask before you cum. ``

The anger in his voice puff me back to reality. He rips the chew from my ass and immediately replaces it with his cock. I yell out in a mix of painfulness and pleasure and feel myself constrain 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 orgasm. He grabs onto my waist, forcing himself into me even further than before. With a sigh that makes my puss drip mold, he leans forwards and collation my left 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 speck playing with the piercings he asked me to get. I feel pleasance shoot through my breadbasket 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 grab whatever was between my legs. With a small 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 jerking me up onto my knees. His turncock still buried in my ass, he holds the leash tight causing the collar to dig into my throat, choking me. He slides in and out of me, I feel his peter Menachem Begin to pulse, his groan become more buy at. With his loose script he reaches around to play with my dripping cunt. This is too a great deal, I begin to shake uncontrollably with the wave of pleasance he causes.

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

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

"Cum."

His requirement pushes me over the boundary and I cum. The tightening of my ass around his cock is too much, he lets go too. He pulls harder on the triad as his cum fill my ass. I ignore the need for air, gasping as our orgasms radiate throughout both our consistence. Finally, he releases the lead and I fall forwards onto the bed. Wrapping his arm around my waistline he lies down and pull up me close.

"I fucking love you. ”