Kneeling as he walked in the door, she felt a gush inside her body as she inhaled deeply.
Walking to the single chair next he takes a seat and assesses her, pleased she had complied with most of his instructions upon visual inspection.
Already feeling the adrenaline within, she tried to remain calm and wondered how he always seemed able to when they meet.
He sat there with purpose and dragged his eyes up and down his submissive, making sure things were done in his own time. Although calm and composed, the innate desire was building inside him, almost at exploding point and ready to be let out.
“Stand.”
With downward pressure from her legs, she rises from her position and presents herself to him on her feet, dress moving with the action. A draft blew in as she stood just away from the wall as it blew behind as she could feel it on her bare legs.
Unconsciously, her pussy was beginning to tremble and become slightly wet, just from his presence and the way he was looking at her, the ownership.
She could tell in his eyes that the dominant that lives inside him is in control as she shivered both in desire and unease at not knowing what may unfold, even though she trusted him completely.
Everything that he had requested on the phone earlier she had complied with completely. The particular dress. The instruction of no panties. Her hair pulled into a single pony tail and pulled to one side. Kneeling when he arrived.
Thoughts were running through his mind at the things he wanted to do to her as his blood pressure was rising, needing to be released. Standing from his seat, he took a moment to gather himself.
Ready now, he starts to stride purposely towards her, wanting to assert his will on her, his submissive. Rushing her body and pushing backwards against the wall, he was finally released.
Holding her with a firm grip while she was pressed against the wall, he leans in close to her ear.
“Who owns this?” he asks in a stern voice.
She trembles for a moment before responding, “You do Sir. You own all of my body.”
Moving his right hand to her face, he slides it across her cheek, his body pressed against hers as she was breathing more deeply than before.
Moving his finger to her mouth, he runs it around the length and then inside with just that finger before swirling it around the length of her lips.
“Who owns this?” he asks again.
“You own my mouth Sir.”
“Tell me something it is used for.”
She had a number of things she could have answered with, but continued with the first thing that came into her mind as she could feel his breath on her neck and ear.
“Sucking your cock Sir.”
“Yes, you are very good at that too.”
His hand then takes her blonde hair, coupled in the pony tail and runs it down the length and then back up again, before moving to her shoulder.
Trailing down to her amazing breasts, he circles them through the dress as her nipples were hardening. With a sudden movement, he reaches forward and gropes them hard before cupping one in his right hand.
“And this?”
“You own my tits Sir.”
His hand then slides down her body firmly, pressing the material against her skin. Taking hold of the bottom, his hand guides under and between her legs, confirming the other instruction was adhered to by his submissive.
Sliding his finger between her pussy lips, she began to tremble once more as her wetness was starting to build. Spreading her folds with the finger, he begins sliding up and down the length in full, coating his finger in her juices and making her breath deeply.
Pushing a second finger against the first, the rubbing continues as she starts to moan from his touch. The noise makes his cock stir and his desires to grow more.
Pushing inside her, she gasps with the feeling of being entered. Gliding his two fingers slowly until they have reached their depth. Holding for a moment, he then withdraws them as he watches her face as it contorts and her eyes glimmer.
“Who owns this?”
“You do,” she begins before he curls his fingers and she loses her words. “You do Sir,” she wants to finish, “you own my pussy.”
His desires burning and again ready to burst, he begins to slide his fingers in one motion inside her, fingering her against the wall with his face next to hers and his cock now hardening inside his pants.
She begins to moan as his body is still pressed against hers as he fucks her now dripping pussy with his fingers and builds the speed. The wetness was now audible to him as he repeatedly moves inside her, touching that spot he knows to go to and making her moan louder for him.
She felt like her legs were going to give way as he thrust his will upon her, making her whimper as his fingers moved at a furious pace inside her.
“Please Sir…” she trails off, on the edge.
“Please what?” he shoots back.
“Please may I cum? Please Sir.”
He ignores her pleading, instead asking another question.
“Who owns them?”
“You do, you do Sir,” she tries to make sense as she is torn between a place of pleasure and also of need and desperation, waiting for his permission.
“That’s right, I own your orgasms too.”
“Yes Sir, you own my orgasms as well. Everything.”
His fingers did not slow as he could feel her juices running down his hand and her thighs.
“Please Sir,” she begs, “Please may I cum?”
He waits a moment, thrusting his fingers inside her wet pussy.
“Cum for me,” he finally instructs, continuing the fingering as he presses against her body hard.
Letting go, she cries out loudly, her orgasm sweeping across her as her eyes roll back and she enters a different place momentarily.
Holding deep inside, he can feel her juices covering his fingers as she shakes against the wall as he holds her, whimpers emanating from her lips in conjunction with the movements of her body.
With her pussy convulsing, he continues to hold still inside, waiting for her to savour the moment. The twitching and whimpers now fading, he finally pulls out slowly as he continues to support her weight against the wall.
“Thank you Sir,” she utters in a quiet voice.
He places his fingers to her mouth as she cleans them for him. His cock pressing against his pants and in need.
“This was just the beginning,” he declares, looking her right in the eyes.
She knew there was more to come and was craving what was install.
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