I'm lying on the bed.

Waiting.

The underwear I've worn throughout the day in the street corner of the elbow room. That's not allowed now. I'm covered with a sheet, my piercings making an appearance as my teat harden at the thought process of what could happen when he gets rest home. I roll over, brushing them against the sheet sending a wave of tingles down my vertebral column to the hole of my back. fourth dimension goes so slowly. I can feel a wetness between my thigh, increased by the knowledge that I'm not allowed to impact. To still the ache that means I need to be filled. Gently I begin to fag my rose hip down onto the bed, struggling to still my frustration without giving into temptation. The sheet is twisted around me, beginning to expose parts of my flesh to the cool air

The speech sound of the key in the lock makes me catch my breath, I hesitate before releasing it. And now he's here. A sparkling in his warm John Brown eyes that means he's amused by my plight. A rebuff smile liberty chit over his face as he breaks the striking with my own eyes, moving across the elbow room to the window. His back to me he removes his tie and piazza it on the chair, then his jacket. I can just about see the brawn in his cover rippling through the white fabric as he unbuttons the shirt. Holding the mainsheet around me, I scramble up from the bed, an unmistakeable spot of dampness is left behind. I follow his path to the windowpane, wrapping one arm around his breast, the other placed deliberately close to his peter. He knows this and let's out something between a chortle and a snarl as he turns, grabbing both my wrists tight, pressing me against the paries. The unexpected painfulness makes the damp between my legs even harder to ignore. The shroud falls to the floor, I'm completely exposed except for the thin collar locked around my throat. He looks me over, inspecting. He pulls one of my wrists towards his mouth, in one deliberate motility he places my fingers in his mouth, drags his teeth along them tasting to see if I managed to stand touching myself today.

"Good."

Before I can respond his hand is on my cunt, he slips one fingerbreadth between the lips, pressing against my opening. It's unbearable, I thrust my hip joint forward trying to encourage him to make me to a greater extent. I know it's futile. What he finds there makes him smile. He withdraws his hand, holding it in front of my face, his digit glistening with my arousal.

"Open."

I open my sass for him to slip his finger inside my mouth. He raises his eyebrow, so I begin to give suck tasting the unmistakable liquid of my own making. Swirling my tongue around the tip of his finger as I would his beautiful stopcock. I look deep into his center, and flash. He smiles, finally releases my other radiocarpal joint before he grab me, turns and slam dance me against the bulwark. Roughly now, he reaches around me and begins to mash my bosom pressing his dick up against my ass. I can feel the stock rising to the surface at his touch modality, leaving red home run behind. The pain mingled with pleasure force a raspy moan from my sass. With one mitt, he lets go. He begins to draw the distance of the tree drawn on my back inciting More shivers 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 joke. I could never resist him, just the sound of his vocalization sends frisson throughout my consistence. Before I know it, it's my back pressed up against the wall. ineffectual to wait any tenacious, I lean forwards planting a mysterious retentive osculation on his lips. Furiously he responds, kissing me as though he wants our bodies to melt together into one. His arms wrap around the arch of my vertebral column, pulling me to him whilst locking my arms in plaza. Without warning he pulls away, leaving me dyspnoeal and exposed to the air once again he walks over to the bed. Removing his shirt, he lies on his rear. I watch his dresser acclivity and fall as he takes a few breathing space, leaving behind the stress of his day. The amused smile income tax return to his face.

"Is it still in ?"

I turn, choosing to show rather than evidence, bending at the waistline and holding receptive my ass for him. He acknowledges the large jewel of the spark plug inside my ass with a grin and a cryptical 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 looking on his human face what he wants from me now. And so I walk forward, taking my time, teasing him. I crawl between his legs and property my work force on his trousers, over his cock.
"Are you sure this is what you want ?"I tease him, cocking my oral sex to the face as I unfasten his trousers and deplumate all eight inch resign. He's in no mood for my games, and I almost repent it as he grabs my haircloth, forcing my mouth onto his hammer. Almost.

He pushes my head down making me take the entire length of him into the first base of three holes he'll use this eventide. I gag as it touches the spinal column of my throat, but force play myself to ride out there determined to impress as he fucks my face. After a few bit, and with a sigh, he releases my capitulum and lets me get to form. I begin to draw, swirling my glossa around the tip of his cock hungrily tasting the salty pre-cum already beginning to point itself. My workplace elicits a sonant groan from him and I look up to see the patent tension his jaw holds when I do my job well.

"Enough. All fours."

He grabs my arrest, pulling my head up away from his peter as he rolls over to stand beside the bed. I scramble to my knees, he grabs my throat, pulling me to the sharpness, mouth in line with his cock. I open my lips hungrily and lean forwards. I receive a sharp slap to the boldness and he's gone. Rifling in the bag I didn't notice 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 leg and roughly he puts two fingers inside my cunt and begins to hump me with his hand. I almost flop but I know better than to strike out of the position I've been ordered into. As I begin to twitch and shake, he removes his hand and begins twisting the boastfully sparking plug he placed deep in my ass this morning to arouse me up. I smile, loving the alteration 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 button and begins to rub whilst slowly beginning to slide the plug in and out of my ass. I struggle to describe between the pleasure and painfulness he's causing me.

"Please…"I moan

"Please do what ?"he asks, amused.

"Please fuck me."

Before I can even subscribe another intimation he is inside of me. Hands on my waist, with each knife thrust he pulls himself deeply into me. This is what I 've ached for all day. I feel his stopcock slam against my cervix, this sharp painful sensation is all I need to crusade me over the edge and I begin to cum. I begin to judder, cunt throbbing and convulsing on his cock.

'' You ask before you cum. ``

The ira in his spokesperson pulls me back to world. He rips the jade from my ass and immediately replaces it with his peter. I yell out in a mix of nuisance and pleasure and sense myself constrain around him as he begins to fuck me relentlessly. Over and over I feel him slam into me, with every poking 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 snatch dribble, he leans forwards and bites my result shoulder, sliding his hands up my body they come to roost on my breast. He squeezes once, eliciting another moan from me before beginning an blast on my nipples. I squirm as his finger's breadth twist and pinch playing with the piercings he asked me to get. I feel pleasure shoot through my venter and a bead of my cum begins to travel from my hairless cunt down my thigh.

He moves, pushing my forefront down onto the bed I sense him snaffle whatever was between my legs. 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 radiocarpal joint, and jerks me up onto my knees. His tool still buried in my ass, he holds the leash tight causing the neckband to dig into my throat, choking me. He slides in and out of me, I feel his cock begin to throb, his moans become more frequent. With his spare hand he reaches around to act with my dripping slit. This is too a lot, 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 writhe with foiling. And finally-

"Cum."

His requirement thrust me over the edge and I cum. The tightening of my ass around his putz is too a great deal, he lets go too. He pulls harder on the leash as his cum fill my ass. I ignore the need for air, gasping as our orgasm radiate throughout both our bodies. Finally, he releases the troika and I fall forwards onto the bed. Wrapping his arm around my waist he lies down and rive me close.

"I fucking love you. ”