As I stood in that shower I thought about what would happen when he came home. I took my time in that shower, soaping my body, shaving every inch of my legs, delicately and carefully shaving everything else. When I got out of the shower, I looked at myself in the mirror. my hips had gotten wider since we had first met, my breasts heavier, and my ass well... a little bit fatter. I brushed on little makeup, highlighting my nose and the corners of my eyes, darkening my lashes, painting pink blush across my cheeks. Then I went to my closet, I put on my favorite black bra, thong, and thigh-high socks. But I was stuck, what to put over it? I wanted tonight and I wanted him to want it too, so I dug deep into my drawers and found that tight red sheer lace dress he loved so much and slid it over me. I turned around looking into the mirror, my ass peeked out just a little under the bottom of the dress. my lace stockings stopped a little above my knees. I brushed my hand across my chest and kneaded my tits, letting the pleasure rush to my head.
I walked into the kitchen, put on an apron, and began to cook. I made his favorite food and decided on apple pie for dessert. Once everything was made and the table was set I took off my apron and lay on the couch. As time passed I lay idly only thinking of him and all the things he could make me feel. I wanted to touch myself so badly but I knew the holding out would be worth it.
When he finally came home I stayed laying on the couch.
"Hey, I'm home" he called out.
"I'm in the living room"
He walked in, I slowly stood up, turned my back to him, and bent over to re-fluff the pillow I had been laying on. I let him see just a peek of my ass teasing him the way he had teased me. Then I turned around, put my arms over his shoulders, and looked at him.
"Hey," he said
"Hey," I said, smiling back.
He kissed me gently and I kissed back. Then I turned around and lead him by the hand to the dining room. We sat across from each other quietly eating with a few light bits of conversation mixed in. After he helped me clear the table and wash our dishes, after all was done I looked at him.
"Tell me you want me," I said staring at him intensely.
He stepped towards me.
"No." he whispered back with a grin.
So I slipped away walking to the bedroom not letting this diminish my determination. He came in a few moments later to find me kneeling at the foot of our bed, head tipped down and eyes closed. He walked over to me and squatted down lifting my chin to look at him and I opened my eyes.
"I'm not the one who should be asking." he said firmly, "I want you to beg for it."
I looked at him with my eyes opened wide with yearning.
"Please sir, I need you" I whisper.
"I think you want it more than that, come on, tell me what it is you want."
He stood up so I was forced to look up at him.
"Master, I want you to fill me. I want your cock to ram into me over and over again. I want you to use me like I'm yours, in whatever way you want. I want to give you pleasure and make you feel good. please let me serve you."
He began to unzip his pants letting them fall to the ground. I could see the bulge through his underwear.
"Strip and get on the bed" he orders.
I strip right in front of him, my chest almost touching his. I slowly pull the dress over my shoulders letting him take in my body. Then I unhook my bra letting my breasts fall, and then my underwear. He takes me in sighing. He brushes his fingertips across my chest making me shiver.
"Now go do what I told you," he tells me.
So I go onto the bed still kneeling and head down.
"Lay down" he orders.
I lay on my back, eyes still closed, as I hear him taking off his clothes. Then I feel his weight shift onto the bed, but my eyes stay shut. he begins to make his way up my body kissing between my thighs, up my naval, and between my breasts. I feel my breathing get heavier. Then he begins to roll my nipples between his thumbs making me moan and gasp, then that gentle pain stops. He moves on top of me,
"Open your eyes," he tells me.
Slowly I open them, he brushes a stray piece of hair from my face, his fingers run against my jawline, and then down my neck making me shiver. His lips move down to my nipples, gently sucking and biting them. I watch him, and as he does this I feel myself start to become wet. I begin to think of his cock filling me, making me whole. Then suddenly he stops and I'm pulled back away from that fantasy. He looks up at me and says
"I know you want it, I want it too. but this time it's going to be different. No condoms and no pulling out, I want to fill you with my cum and breed you. I want you to feel my hot load shoot inside of you and know you're mine. Tell me you want that, tell me you'll submit to me forever."
"Please master fill me, I want you so bad, I want to be your slut forever, I want to have your babies, I want to know you'll never leave and that I belong to you."
He looks into my eyes as if searching for some crack in my words but he won't find one, I was his.
So then he started, he gently slid his cock inside of me. I moan his name in his ear, gasping with each thrust. I know he's going slow to tease me, to make me want him more, and it's working. I begin to flex my pussy tighter around his cock.
"Fuck you feel so good".
This goes on for a while, gentle slow thrusts, me making my hole squeeze tighter, him kissing my neck and collar bone, everything gentle and sensual. But then it changes.
Suddenly he flips me over into doggy, and he thrusts into me hard, I bite my lip to silence my pleasured scream. He slams into me over and over again.
"Fuck, you're so wet and tight," he says "you're being a very good girl."
I smile thrilled that I'm pleasing him. then he starts going faster more urgently and I know he's close and I know I am too. He keeps going and I feel him slam deep inside of me. It feels so fucking good to be at his mercy. I love him so much and just want to be his hole. I want him to use me. I want him to make me his. and finally he does, just as I feel myself start to orgasm he fills me with his load. It shoots into my womb. It drips from my pussy leaking out. Then we collapse, him lying on top of me like a warm waiting blanket, I'm gasping still shocked from the orgasm.
After a little bit, he brushes my hair away from my ear and whispers,
"Now you're mine, and dont forget it."
"Yes sir."
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