Pretty Little Slave- Chap 5

My breathing slowed breaking out of the kiss as he uttered those simple words.

"I.. can't. What will Master think? How will I go? I don't have my own money. I wish I could go Akita, but I just can't." The words flowed out of my mouth like a waterfall.

He seemed like I had stabbed him and dug it around a little bit. With my words hanging in the air, he silently gets up.

"I hope you will reconsider the offer as it stands beautiful Aurelia." He turned and left through the open door. The frame looking smaller then it had just moments before.

Feeling as if my heart had turned to ice, the butterfly-filled stomach was now full of dead butterflies, and my smile melting like the ice caps, I braced myself and went on to go meet Master.

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He is sitting on a new red lined 2 person seater. The chair's back is very soft while the seat is nice and sturdy. I often wonder if Master bought it for his back problems or for our play.

As guilty as ever, I walk up to him and sit on my knees by his feet. He notices me and pinches my cheek gently while sticking a toe under my rear end.

"Kitten, how do you feel?" He truly wants to know and moves his toe further under my ass. It feels different, but I like the way Master shows his kinks. I start to get a little wet as he basically toes my asshole and I bite my lip. I need to please Master because he so graciously allowed me to have so much fun with the orgy and Akita. *I miss Akita*. Pushing the thought of the gorgeous man out of my head, I turn to look at Master. He's biting his lip. I struggle to keep my eyes fixed to his as he seems to search my eyes. Small pangs of pleasure riots from my asshole to my clit, as it throbs in anticipation. Coming from the orgy; my hole was a little bit sore and used, but I love the feeling that it made when I loosened up and let Master's toe submerge itself fully. I wiggled down on his toe more, feeling his foot pressed up against my body, trying to work with what little length that I had. The slight stretch felt good after such misuse.

Suddenly Master is grabbing me by the throat and yanking me around his body to left side of the sofa. My head spins slightly as my cheek brushes against the soft red cushions. My ass is now in the air, it's basically begging for some attention, wetness spreading from my warmth. My knees came closer together as Master walked behind my body and took a deep inhale in. I feel my blouse get tight and around my torso as I realize that Master has grabbed the purple fabric into a ball, using it as a lever. He pulls aside my simple black thong as my hole tenses from the temperature change. Warm spit hits the surface of my skin and slowly creeps into the hole, creating just a little natural lube. Master sticks his pointer finger in with force and jams it forward. I try to hone in on how slowly he moves his finger around inside of me, slowly rubbing all the walls of my asshole. I adjust myself and let loose a little cry, to which master grins at with a devilish smile.

He sucks on his pointer finger, taking time to make sure it was wet, he enters my ass. Sliding the finger to the side, he blows a light puff of air as he keeps it there. I struggle trying to relax as pleasure runs through my body. He spreads my wanting hole to the size of his cock when he abruptly stops. My gape shudders when he pops the lid of a lube bottle. Squirting a little in his palm, he genorously applies the gel. My canal is eager when he pushes the tip in with a lustful force. I love assplay and Master is so good at knowing how to sexually tease me. He holds the tip there for a bit then sort of yanks away when he reaches forward to grab the back of my head. Sticking three fingers in my ass he leans his head closer to mine. His fingers plunge into me faster and faster, causing my eyes to haze out.

"Who's Daddy's little Kitten?" he murmers flicking my nipples with his left hand.

I arch my back, holding out on the reply.

He sighs to me and increases pressure. The anal stimulation is unbearably delicious. "Who's... Daddy's little .... Kitten?" he finishes again panting through the force he is fingering me with.

I climax on his fingers squealing with joy.

"I am." I confidently say locking eyes with him. I truly am his. Bound by a contract I dedicate myself to him. Its all Iv'e known. Is there a question that maybe my heart is with another man?

The question should not be explored, master should remain unknowing.

The lull of enjoyment rolled over as master bit my lip and thrust himself inside once more. He had added a cock slip that had grips on it, sending pangs of pleasure racketing through my body.