He is mine and I won’t share unless he tells me to do
so. I am the happy slave to his cock who
smiles when he grabs the rope. I drip
with anticipation as I hear his buckle work.
Don’t move he says and I try to hide the shudder of excitement he has
just sent racing down my spine. The only
thing that would make this perfect is the sting of his hand before he enters
me. I know I won’t have to beg for it
because he is my perfect master and I get what I deserve.
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