demure on the outside…

Your silent instruction with one firm motion as Your finger points to the ground, “Here slave”.  Obedient to Your command a tingling washes over knowing, or at least hoping, what was about to happen as excitement courses through to its very core 

With its cheek to the floor eyes gently closed shut assuming its position, it feels a soft caress upon its skin. This belongs to Me, doesn’t it? Yes Sir. it was made for Me, wasn’t it? Yes Sir, only You. Good girl

A quietness fills the room it can barely hear the soft sounds of jazz carried out from The Master’s office now. So focused on His sensual touch while He runs a sole finger teasingly within His wetness, pleasingly tugging at His hardware as it dreams of what’s coming next

it begins to fantasize of the new mods to come and as its mind drifts, suddenly it’s brought back to the moment with the subtle sounds of Masters clothing being shed
Suddenly the warmth of His skin is around its backside, He pulls on His toy that He placed inside hours before, removing it now for His intended pleasure
it can hardly contain itself  with its body begging to be taken. Barely above a whisper, “it loves to be fucked by You Master”
Both exhausted from the encounters of the previous night, no more words were spoken only the exciting rumblings of sheer delight in anticipation
Heat penetrating more from merely the wood stove knowing His property impeccably well, Master strategically placing His tshirt underneath it to catch the warm juices He was about to extract
“This is not giving you permission little girl” 
“no Sir, but The Master is in complete control over it”
In a beautifully orchestrated rhythm, seductive moans now are only to be heard with each deep thrust taking every inch that belongs solely and completely to Him
With its eyes barely open and body filled with fire,
the satisfied sounds invade its ears as a smile emerges from its lips
Serving its Master is what it is designed for while pleasing Him to His very soul 
A sexy content groan bellows out from the bottom of His belly with a final sigh of release and one last intensive force. The display of tension graciously easing its once firm grip, allowing lightness  in that will at last let Him fall into a wondrous slumber of peace tonight
Thank You for injecting Your delicious gift so deeply once again Sir. 
Sweet dreams Master. submissively and obediently Yours for always in all ways.
it loves You beyond words and cherishes You above this world
Advertisements

2 thoughts on “demure on the outside…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s