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Subject: {ASSM} The Return (BDSM, MD)
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I've been patient, under silent protest, waiting for your return from
Los Angeles. There was no way to avoid the separation, seeing as how
you are still so financially dependent on your parents. If I'd had my
way you would have stayed in Eugene, working for the summer and
attending to my pleasure when summoned. Now that you've returned I've
agreed to give you a few days to get settled in your new residence
before bringing you back to my house to pick up where we left off. That
time is now here. The doorbell rings and I know it's you. When I open
the door I'm greeted with the sexy sight of you dressed in a slutty
short miniskirt and a blouse with no bra. Your nipples are hard. Your
shy smile and slightly downcast eyes hesitantly and wordlessly question
me, hoping for an invitation to enter. I unlatch the screen door, smile
and say, "Welcome home. Come in." I'm wondering if you've truly
adjusted your behavior to embrace The Rules more completely than
before. You don't disappoint me. As soon as you enter and I've closed
the door behind you I turn around and find that you're already down on
your knees in front of me. "Master, it's so good to be back here. Not a
day has gone by that I haven't thought about you and how much I've
missed you and missed being your Little Fuck Toy. I haven't stopped
thinking about this moment since I got up this morning. What can I do
for you?" You venture a fleeting glance up into my eyes. "I'd love to
suck your cock if you'll let me. I can't wait to feel your hardness in
my mouth again. I want to feel your soft balls in the palm of my hand,
I want to know your smell again. Master, let me satisfy you in whatever
way you say. Control me, make me yours again. Cum in my mouth, I want
to taste you again after so long. Do you want to play with my pussy?
I'm already nice and wet for you, look!" With that you turn over on
your hands and knees, your head to the floor facing away from me, and
hike up your skirt, spread your legs apart and show me that you're not
wearing any panties and that you are, in fact, very wet with
anticipation. "Fuck me, Master! Pound my pussy, cum inside me. Or if
you want to fuck my ass instead I would love that too! Stuff your hard
cock in me, Master. My body is yours to do with as you wish, so let me
please you, just tell me what you want and I'll do it here and now."
Your eagerness does not escape my notice. I smile as I reach down to
caress your smooth ass cheeks. You jump at my first touch as if shocked
by electricity, whimper, then slowly and sensuously sway your ass back
and forth in counterpoint to my hand. My cock is getting harder by the
second. How I've missed this sweet ass. I reach between your legs and
run my hand into your wet slit, my fingers squeezing your exposed pussy
lips and rubbing your engorged clit. I'm getting excited hearing your
soft moans as my touch awakens your lust. "My, my, you are eager,
aren't you? Well, not to worry, you'll get your wish today and then
some. But for right now come over to the sofa and suck me for awhile."
"Yes, Master, thank you. I love sucking your cock." You follow me to
the sofa on your hands and knees. I remain standing. "May I take your
pants off, Master?" "That's a very good idea, but take off your top
first." You quickly unbutton your blouse, cast it aside then remain
quietly waiting. The first sight of your firm young breasts after so
many weeks is too enticing to ignore. I indulge myself, squeezing and
rubbing them, paying close attention to the nipples. Your eyes are
closed in rapture as I fondle them. After a minute or so I stop, and
you pull off my shoes and unzip my jeans, then slowly slide them down
my thighs. By now I'm rock hard. My cock springs free to stand at
attention with a small drop of pre-cum oozing from the little hole at
the tip of its swollen purple head. As I step out of my pants you
firmly grasp my shaft in your hand and move closer so that your face is
right in front of it. The intensity of your desire is wonderfully
erotic. You bury your nose in my groin and breathe deeply, savoring the
intoxicating musk of my maleness. You squeeze me and pull once just as
your tongue sensuously snakes out to catch the generous drip before it
falls to the floor, then it slips back into your mouth so you can savor
your prize. "Mmmmmm, Master, you taste wonderful. I can't tell you how
many times lately I've imagined myself doing this. Being away from you
for so long is not a good thing! I need to suck you right now! May I
please? Will you sit and get comfortable?" I smile. Well, who am I to
argue? I sit back and relax, my legs spread wide as you position
yourself on your knees in front of me with my now throbbing cock in
your hand and your hot breath driving me crazy. Your slippery-wet mouth
slowly devours my waiting shaft. From my vantage point I can watch your
head bob up and down when you swallow my hardon, and I can feel the
added sensations of subtle vibration as you moan with your own
long-anticipated delight. "Oh, god, that feels fantastic. You suck my
cock so good, you know just what to do. You are too amazing for words,
Little One, don't stop." With that you redouble your efforts to please
me, taking me in all the way until your face is buried in my crotch and
I'm stuffed down your throat, then almost all the way out again. In and
out, over and over. It never ceases to amaze me just how complete this
makes me feel, to be connected to you this way, to be plugged in to
you. Your other hand reaches down to gently cup and fondle my balls,
adding to my overall sensations of pleasure. Soon I'm lost in my own
weightless world of carnal delight. Suddenly I'm aware of the pressure
building, I'm getting ready to cum. But I'm not ready yet, I want to
sustain this pleasure for as long as possible. "Unh, stop," I croak,
"I'm gonna cum if you don't." You just giggle and continue with renewed
effort, bringing me closer and closer to shooting my load down your
throat. "Stop, slut! When I tell you to do something you do it!
Understand? You are here to please me, and I expect you to obey." I
grab you by your hair and forcefully pull your mouth off my cock with a
'pop'. You realize what a mistake you've made and say contritely,
"Please forgive me Master, I was so caught up in the moment that I just
couldn't help myself." "That's no excuse. You disobeyed me and now I
must discipline you as a reminder of your role when you're in this
house. Come with me." I rise and begin walking toward the back room.
You start to stand up. "Crawl, slut. I didn't give you permission to
walk. Get your ass in here. Now!" "Yes, Master." My toy follows close
behind me. You enter the back room knowing you have disappointed me,
and nervous about what I might do to you. You don't have long to find
out, as I grab you by the hair and pull you up on the bed and push you
down on your stomach. "Put your hands behind your head." I fasten
restraints to your collar then put them around your wrists, and put the
collar around your neck. I attach your ankles to the spreader bar so
you can't close your legs. Now you're immobilized on the bed and I can
begin your punishment. I flip your skirt up out of the way. You flinch.
I think you're starting to get the idea. "Why are you here?" "To please
you, Master," you plead hopefully, "I'm sorry I disobeyed. I promise
not to do it again." "You're right, you won't!" SMACK!! my hand comed
down across your ass cheeks with the full force of my passsion. Smack!
Smack! Smack! "Owww, oh, stop Master, Oww it hurts! No!" Your cries
fall on deaf ears, I'm determined to teach you a lesson. "Oh, now
you're telling me to stop, are you? You're telling me no?! Who is the
Master here, and who is the Sub? Have you forgotten already?" SMACK,
SMACK!! "Oww! Yes, Master, I did forget for a moment. Thank you for
reminding me. Oww! Thank you, Master. Oww! I won't forget again, I
promise! Oww! Thank you, Master!" Your tears are flowing and your butt
is taking a serious hiding. I continue with your punishment a few
smacks more, then finally let up so you can begin to calm down. "Stay
right there, don't move. I'll be right back." "Yes, Master," you sob. I
go get my box of toys and bring it back into the room. Out comes the
lube. "Now I'm gonna drill your little red ass real good as a reminder
to you of who I am and what you are." Smack! "Tell me!" "You are my
Master and I am your little fuck toy! Please fuck me back there,
Master. I want to feel your hard cock deep inside me." you say
earnestly, still sniffling. I can tell that I finally have your
attention. After I've applied a large glob of lube to myself and put
some inside your rectum I settle down over you and slowly push my way
in. At first you resist, but after a sharp warning swat on your ass you
relax and take it all the way. I wait until I think you've had enough
time to get used to it then slowly withdraw so only the head is left
inside you. You start to respond with slow hip gyrations back towards
me as I move easily in and out of your tight hole, your moans
signalling your surrender. Then with no warning I ram it in fast and
hard. "Oh! Master! Unh! I! Feel! So! Full! It! Feels! So! Good! Fuck!
Me! Unh! Fuck! Me! Hard! Give! It! To! Me!" Your words of encouragement
are bringing me to a clilmax quickly. Your breath comes in gasps as I
thrust against your ass, my balls slapping on your dripping wet pussy
lips. I reach out and grab the back of your hair and pull as if it's a
wild horse's mane and I'm riding to break you in. With my free hand I
slap your ass a few times to remind you once more that I own you, then
grab your hips and pound you all the harder as my jizz shoots into your
bowels. "Ah! Ah! Oh, that's so good, so good, your tight little ass is
mine, you're my Sweet Fuck Toy! Yesss! Ahhhhh!" Slowly the orgasmic
waves subside until I'm spent. I pull my softening cock from your ass
and fall back on the chair to catch my breath. You're still all trussed
up. "Thank you, Master, that was......" "Silence, do not speak." You
immediately quiet down and wait. I savor the sensations of total
satiation that washes over me, then it begins to fade as my mind starts
to return to my body. I stand up, ready to leave the room. "Don't
move," I say. "Stay in that position until I return." "Yes, Mas....."
Oh, no! "What? You speak again after I just told you not to? I can see
that I have a lot of work to do with you. If I tell you not to speak,
that's exactly what I mean." I reach for the leather strap. "Maybe this
will help you remember. And if I hear one more word until I'm finished
I will start all over again and add 10 more swats for every word you
utter. Understand?" I pause, it's a trick question, you don't respond.
"Good answer." With that I start paddling your tender cheeks, not using
as much muscle as before since you've already been sufficiently
tenderized, but the sting is still enough to send the message I intend.
I have to give you credit for not calling out, although you do start
crying again. It might not have been as forceful a punishment as I
could have given you, but it's a way for me to take control of the
situation. After 20 good swats I stop. Knowing that you have chosen not
to use your safe word but have accepted my discipline is gratifying to
me. It tells me that you are committed and just had a momentary lapse
of focus, totally understandable after the long summer away. I release
you from your restraints and sit back down on the chair. "You may speak
now." You slide off the bed to the floor and gingerly wipe away the cum
that's oozing out of your tender asshole with the towel I offer you.
You rest your head on my knee. "Thank you, Master. I didn't exactly
know what to expect here today, but I'm glad this all happened. It was
so intense! I'm much more focused now than before, and now I know I can
trust you to set me straight when it's necessary. Your Subbie is
grateful. May I go get something to clean you up?" I put my hand under
your chin and lift your face to mine for a kiss. "Yes, please, Sweet
Girl, that would be a good thing. Refresh yourself while you're at it."
You look deep into my eyes, smile, then nod and crawl out of the room
and into the bathroom. Your retreating rear end is glowing from my
ministrations. It makes me smile. I can hear you washing, and then
shortly you return with a warm cloth to wipe me clean. Once you're
satisfied you set the cloth aside, position yourself comfortably
between my legs, take my soft cock in your mouth and settle down to
gently suckle like a little kitten, your actions accompanied by a silky
sigh of contentment. I too sigh with pleasure, stroking your head for
awhile until I doze off for a quick catnap. When I open my eyes a short
time later I'm surprised to see that you have also fallen asleep. Your
lips are still touching my cock and move reflexively to maintain
contact. After I stroke your hair a bit your eyes flutter and you
awaken, then continue with your sucking as if nothing had happened.
"Hey, Sleepyhead! That's enough for now. Thank you, that was truly
worth waiting all summer for. You're incredible. Let's go and shower,
OK?" I stand up. "You can get up off the floor and you have my
permission to speak freely." With that you rise, give me a big hug and
stretch up on your tippy-toes for a quick kiss. Holding you close I can
feel my cock starting to react to you already. I marvel at my aging
body's ability to recuperate so fast. Truth be told, I get hard just
thinking about fucking you. "Come on," I growl, "let's go before I get
distracted again." "So what's wrong with that, Master? I'm here for
your pleasure, remember?" There's a mischievious look in your eye as
you grasp and gently pull on my now-awakening cock and talk directly to
it, "I'm not through with you yet, not by a longshot!" You grin. "But
you're right, let's get cleaned off first. I'm feeling kinda grungy.
Gee, I wonder why!" As you turn to walk away I give you one last
playful smack on the butt. You jump about 5 feet. "Eeep! Thank you,
Master!" Such a sassy little fuck toy. The shower is a long, hot,
slippery soapy grope session, with both of us getting aroused all over
again. I am very impressed with your new level of enthusiasm when,
without being told to do so, you kneel before me under the water jets
and once again take me as far into your mouth and down your throat as
is humanly possible. In my excitement I grab your head and thrust my
hips forward aggressively, fucking your face like a man possessed.
Oblivious to your need for air I keep at it until you can't hold still
anymore, so I withdraw just long enough for you to catch your breath.
You smack your lips in pleasure and greedily resume feasting on my now
rampant dick. After awhile my knees start to wobble and it's time to
stop before I fall over. "OK, that's enough for right now, let's get
out of here before we turn to prunes." I grab a towel and dry off. I
can tell by your face you're a bit disappointed, but I have other
plans. I leave the bathroom while you finish and head into the bedroom
where I recline on the bed. You follow me in after just a couple of
minutes, and true to The Rules you move to make contact with my cock.
"Wait," I say, "Lie down here on your back with a pillow under your
hips." After I get you situated just the way I want I straddle you with
my crotch and lower myself down until your face comes in contact with
my puckered asshole. You immediately get the idea and start licking me
there vigorously, sliding your tongue up and down from the base of my
ballsack to my anus and back again. With one hand you grab my hip to
help you control the rhythm and pressure. I rock back and forth,
immensly enjoying the sensations of your tongue probing deeper into me
with every push. With your other hand you reach up between my legs,
find my hard cock and begin to squeeze and stroke it rhythmically in
time with my movements, which adds to the immense pleasure I'm feeling.
You really are outdoing yourself this time! "Damn, girl, you are GOOD!"
All the while this is going on I'm treated to the unobstructed view of
your engorged pussy and clit. Soon the desire to bury my face between
your legs takes hold of me. I bend down, pull your legs apart and with
great delight take in your sweet soapy sexy aroma while my mouth covers
your slit and my tongue begins it's journey into your soft, wet pussy.
Oh, god, you taste so good to me! I can hear your moans as I probe as
far into you as my tongue will go. When I can't wait any longer I move
to your clit and suck on it, flicking my tongue back and forth, holding
it prisoner with my lips so it can't hide from my attentions. I love to
feel your body twitch and your legs flutter as my tongue sets a
demanding pace. "Oh Fuck! Oh! Master! That feels so good! I love it
when you eat my pussy, Master!" Your groans and moans only incite me to
apply more intense attention to your pussy's lovely parts. I climb off
of you and reposition myself between your legs with my face buried in
your shaved cunt. My hands reach up to squeeze your breasts and pinch
your hard nipples, sending tiny jolts of pain/pleasure back and forth
from your quivering box to your nipples. One minute your hands grip the
bedspread for all you're worth, the next they're grabbing my ears and
pulling my face into your center. It's tempting to just go crazy and
apply as much pressure as fast as I can, but from past experience I
know that's difficult for you to take. It's necessary to slowly build
the sensations up to that elusive level we both seek for you that will
take you over the top. Having prepared for this in advance I reach next
to the bed to get the small bullet vibrator I keep for your pleasure
and mine, turn it on and push it up inside you. You're so wet it slides
in with no resistance at all. Once it's in place your moans tell me
it's working just fine. Then I return my attention to your clit, which
I begin to stroke with my tongue at a more controlled pace than before,
just hard enough to make you twitch a bit but not so fast or hard that
you get a whiplash and fall off the bed! I must be doing something
right because you are getting louder and more intense and your pussy is
gushing girl-lube. This gives me an idea. I push your legs apart so I
can use a finger in your pussy to wiggle around and try to find that
elusive G-spot we've heard about, at the same time making contact with
the little vibrator to make my finger more stimulating. My hand is
getting soaked with your juices. "Uh, uh, uh, uh, it feels so good, I
can't, I don't, please don't stop, shit, fuck, suck my pussy, Master!
Mmpff!" Your hips are bucking up and down trying to force my finger
further in and responding to my tongue on your engorged clit at the
same time while the vibrator sends signals up your spine. You're
entering new territory here, I can tell. I start wiggling my finger
rapidly back and forth inside on the roof of your pussy. Suddenly from
deep in your throat comes a low, rising moan accompanied by a series of
body twitches of increasing proportions. And you shout. "Right there!
Oh, omigod, omigod, what's happening to me??" Your body starts to go
rigid as the sensations build higher than ever before, and when I sense
that you're just about to peak I use my secret weapon. I quickly shove
a slippery finger one-knuckle deep into your ass, wiggling it and
stimulating all the nerve endings just inside your nether opening. This
sudden surprise sends your body into spasms as wave after wave of pure
energy pulses through you from your head to your toes. Your mouth opens
in a silent scream of ecstasy. Your hands hold my face prisoner against
your throbbing pussy, your thighs clench around my head and my tongue
taps a rhythm against your clit sending you into more convulsions of
white-light joy. Finally you exhale your captive breath in one long
sensual groan of release as you find yourself floating on a velvet
cloud, gradually sinking back to earth where your body turns to jelly.
You slip into semi-consciousness for a few minutes then, little by
little, you slowly return to your senses. I carefully move up next to
you and you press close with your head on my shoulder. We cuddle
quietly. It's my turn to keep still, you'll find your voice when you're
ready. I can feel a few tears drip onto my chest but I know they're not
sad ones. We drift off into untroubled sleep. After a short nap and a
refreshing shower your spirits are buoyant, and rightfully so. I enjoy
teasing you, making you blush by mimicking your passionate utterances
and over-exaggerating the magnitude of your body's response to your
first 'official' orgasm. You playfully pounce on me in mock anger. We
laugh and wrestle and grope and tickle until spent, then relax on the
sofa to take stock of the day's momentous events. It's easy to see how
self-satisfied you are. I'm as proud of you as you are of yourself,
this was a major step forward. Your hand is absently fondling me as we
sit reflecting. I'm not quite hard but it still feels quite good, freer
somehow, especially now that we seem to have reached a new plateau in
our relationship. In my mind I'm already curious as to where it will go
from here. We must be on the same wavelength because your next words
are right in sync with my unspoken questions. "Master, I can't stop
thinking about the way I'm feeling right now. It's as if a giant weight
has been lifted off my shoulders. I never realized how locked down I
was inside until I had to let it all loose to be able to cum like that.
Finally I understand what you were trying to tell me before when we
were first talking about orgasms. Now that I've had one it will be a
lot easier for me to do it again. At least, I hope so!" "I'm sure it
will, Sweetie. Letting go was the key and you unlocked the door. No
doubt from here on you'll be able to get there with ease. In fact, with
time and a little patience I predict you will have some amazing
orgasms, judging from the one you had today." "Mmmmm, that sounds good
to me!" You snuggle up close and stretch out on the sofa with your head
in my lap. "I'm feeling so good right now, so safe and satisfied. I
want this moment to last forever." "If this very moment were to last
forever, then I couldn't do this." I reach down and slide my hand under
your robe to caress your breasts. You smile. I love the way I can cup
them and test their firmness with a good squeeze. They fit my hands so
well. You look up at me and there's a different look in your eyes, as
if you're about to say something but aren't too sure of yourself.
"What?" I ask. "I...., I...., um, I'm not really clear yet, but....,
oh, I'm feeling nervous!" You bury your face in my robe in frustration.
"Relax, we're not going anywhere. Take your time, be sure of what you
want to say, then just say it. I've told you before and I'll tell you
again: I won't think badly of you as long as you're being true to
yourself and honest with me. That's what I respect and that's what
keeps us moving forward. Whatever's on your mind, it can't be all that
bad, can it?" I pull you up so you're sort of sitting sideways, half on
my lap and half on the sofa. Your arms go around me and your head rests
on my shoulder. "No, no Master, it's not that, it's just that it makes
me feel a little strange to say it. I want to ask you something, but
I'm feeling shy about it. It means taking a risk I want to take but
it's all so new. With everything that's happened, today just feels like
the right day." I wrap my arms around you in an attempt to give you
some courage. "OK, that sounds good. What is it, what do you want to
say?" You're so nervous your voice is barely a whisper and your body is
rigid. "Hmmm, well, can...., I mean...., would it....," "Go on." I can
feel you getting up the nerve to speak. You look up into my eyes, shy
and uncertain, take a deep breath and say, "Is it...., do you
think...., would it be OK if I called you 'Daddy' sometimes, Master?"
There, you said it. "I'm ready to try that now. I've been thinking
about it, and I know now there's no connection between calling you
Daddy and who my real father is. As you said, it's a term of
endearment, and I've read how it's used in some of those stories. I'd
like to try it out to see if it works for me, for us." The tension
leaves your body and you settle back against me, then remembering where
you are say, "But only if you want me to, Master!" "Only if I want you
to? Of course I want you to, you've known that since we first talked
about it. It would give me the greatest of pleasures. But only as long
as it feels right for you will it feel right for me, so when you're
ready let's just try it on for size. You don't have to worry about my
reaction, just let it happen and see how it works for you. It's only a
word, it only has the power you give it." "Yeah, that's true. I hadn't
thought of it quite that way. I feel a lot better about it now, I'm
glad I finally brought it up. Thank you for being so patient and not
forcing me." "Thank YOU for wanting to please me this way, it means a
lot to me." You sink back down with your head in my lap, take my hand
and return it to your chest. I immediately start massaging your body,
enjoying the feel of your flesh against my palm, careful not to upset
the mood with accidental tickling. I work my way to your lower torso. I
love the feel of the soft fullness of your pubic mound and sense the
heat radiating just below. As my hand moves down your legs
automatically relax and spread for me, offering full access to your
warm pussy. It's obvious that you're enjoying this too, and I think I
know why. You want another orgasm! "Well, well, what have we here?" I
grab and squeeze. You gasp and move your hips a little. "Look what I
found. Is this a wet pussy? Hmm, I'd better have a closer inspection."
I place my middle finger at the top of your slit and let it sink into
your waiting wetness, all the while sliding down toward your opening.
At your entrance I press inwards. Your legs open even more and your
hips rise up off the sofa. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you
like that." "Please, Master, play with my pussy some more. Put your
finger in me, I want you to do whatever you want." (translation: "MAKE
ME CUM!!") I start out slow, pushing at your slippery gates until they
slide open and I can probe deeper. You are starting to breathe rapidly
and your body definitely is in tune with the rhythm of my hand. I pull
out and reach for your swollen clit. As soon as I start to rub it your
reactions reveal your desire. You start squirming all over the sofa
trying to find that perfect position that will send you off. Your short
gasps and whimpers keep perfect time with my finger as it flicks across
your love button. Then I bear down and rub it all around using your
pussy juice to keep my fingers lubricated. These manipulations
intensify your pleasure. Your moans tell me everything is working
perfectly this time. "Touch yourself." My words momentarily take you by
surprise. "Go on, touch yourself." Quickly your hands move to your
pussy. I grab the one closest to me and place your fingers on your
clit, guide them in a circular motion and make sure you're
slippery-wet. You pick up where I leave off and proceed to rub with the
newfound authority of experience, while I return my fingers to the
inside of your pussy where I slide in and out with renewed purpose.
Periodically I cover your hand with mine to keep you wet then slide
back down inside, in and out, finger-fucking your hot, wet pussy,
sustaining the rhythm while you sustain yours. At some point I place my
fingers, freshly coated with your sweet nectar, on your lips. Greedily
you suck on them until I place them back inside you. Between us we
bring you up to the edge of ecstasy, but then you surprise me. You
grasp my hand and halt my movements. "Please, Master, fuck me now. I
want to finish this with your cock in me if I can. Can we go into the
back room?" At this point I'd agree to just about anything, I'm so
horny. "Yes! Get in there and get on your hands and knees on the bed.
Let's go!" This time it's me following you. In your eagerness you dash
down the hall before I can say anything. When I walk into the room
you're on your knees on the floor in your Sub greeting position, as if
you'd been there waiting for me all day. "Master, I am your fuck toy,
here for your pleasure. I'm ready for anything you might have planned
for me tonight, ready to serve you. May I suck your cock for just a
little bit?" I like this turn of events. It's great that you've taken
it upon yourself to interject a little extra play at this moment,
prolonging the outcome for the sake of the "game." You are full of
surprises. My red-hot cock is standing at full attention, the end shiny
with pre-cum. I move forward to place myself right in front of you.
Your right hand grips my cock firmly, you look up into my eyes and say,
"This is what I want." The double meaning does not escape me. I watch
your mouth cover my cock so easily, allowing the sensations to wash
over me as your tongue does its magic and your sighs of satisfaction
accent my own. All too soon I can feel the electricity start to tingle
in my balls, and know if I don't stop right this minute you will lose
your chance for completion until sometime later. "You'd better quit
right now or it'll be too late," I warn. This time there's no mistaking
the message and you pull off me and lick your lips, catwoman that you
are. "Thank you, Master, that was so nice. I love sucking your cock."
"I love it too, Little One, and at any other time I'd be happy to let
you continue, but under the circumstances I thought I should stop you."
"Thank you, you're the best Master I could ever hope for. But before we
continue, would you indulge me one more time? Can I ask a special favor
of you? Please?" "Ask away." You rise off the floor, reach up and pull
my head down to you then whisper in my ear: "Fuck me Daddy, Fuck your
Baby Girl real good!"

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