Of Masters and slaves

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Of Masters and slavesOf Masters and slavesI am given two days to rest after my punishment — this time I really angered my Master … and the punishment was fitting the crime; I still winced every time I was sitting down — and to think about everything that happened before I see my Master again. The regret is still there … and the shame. The throbbing pain of my Master’s silence. The aching need of his presence.………………………………………………………………Master lies naked on his back on the air mattress as I kneel next to him. Is he sleeping? The window is open, the warm air carrying the sound of the surf beating on the rocks below.I dip my hands in the warm oil and slide my fingers over Master’s chest and upper arms. My hands mold the muscles, coaxing them, urging them to relax.As I work down to his stomach, I shift backward. I gently massage his cock with my fingers, rubbing, caressing, stroking the oil on his skin.My pussy is dripping wet. I want very much to rub it against Master’s leg, but he’d be aware of it in an instant and berate me for it. Instead, I allow my bahis firmaları hunger to continue, daring no more than a subtle pressing of my knees against his thighs. He moves. He stretches in response to me touching him. He lies there still, allowing me to touch him.He slides his hands over my buttocks, over the firm flesh, the sweet globes. Am I breathing harder now? I feel the sweat rolling down between my breasts. Then my body stiffens as he grips my ass in his hands …. my tongue roams over and around his balls. Then further down…I shift backward … raise my left knee and change my position so that now I am crawled up on my knees between his legs. He responds by opening his legs slightly, and then even further as my tongue licks deep into the crevice of his anus. I take his movement as an invitation, a sign of permission, and press my face against him … I begin to gently bite around the back little hole. My face is completely submerged …. My nose is flattened against his ass and a smell of Master’s aroma feels it … and my mind is reeling kaçak bahis with the cognizance of it all…. and it makes me moan ,,, and desirous. Still moaning, I extend my tongue … make it hard enough to push it inside Master’s orifice. It is so smooth and a little slimy inside … and it inflates all my senses, I loose myself in him and to him. While I continue to lick his ass with my tongue, I also suck and lick around his little hole with my lips … I move my mouth up and down along between his buttocks and then I suck on his asshole as it were a candy, I have it sticking a little out and I wrap my lips around it, caressing him with my tongue.. Ever so gently but sloppy, with slurping sounds and saliva dripping between my quivering lips… I smell it, I suck it all in and I cant have enough … I want more of it … so infinitely more of him. If I could just get more…. and dipper yet.My pussy is on fire … my cunt ravenous and dripping as I move my lips, licking Master’s small opening. The heaviness is unbearable, the flames of desire leaping through kaçak iddaa my veins to the tip of my clitoris. I lick harder at Master’s back orifice. The musky scent of my cunt is now filling the room as I plunge my tongue deep into the crevice between his buttocks. I prod the opening a little with my tongue, then hold still, waiting for a sign, waiting for Master’s permission. His hips press down to meet my mouth and a wave of happiness washes over me. Now my belly jerks with an unleashed frenzy. My body shakes as I push my mouth down onto Master’s cock, my face pressed against his pelvis, my chin touching his balls. He suddenly pushes himself against my mouth, the tip of his cock reaching inside my throat and my tongue dances along his shaft. His taste inflames my senses. Oh, what a wondrous feeling it is for a slave to engulf her lips around her Master’s cock and find the stiffening evidence of acceptance and forgiveness!I plunge my mouth to the very base of his cock … time I feel his cock deep in my throat again … I gag, and immediately feel a surge of warm liquid … then another …filling my mouth and coating my palate. The sounds of pleasure muffled in my throat as he pulls out just enough to allow me to drink his cum.My clitoris is a hard marble … my destruction is complete …

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