So, he thought, she is still feeling slavish this morning? Well … I am certainly feeling Masterful enough. He sat up and slowly pulled the white co...er completely away from her. Now he could see the injuries he had dealt her displayed from neck to knee. He whistled at the sight of the myriad angry red marks across her white flesh. It excited him. It looked good, it looked … somehow right? His fingers began to trace along each mark in turn, gently. Celeste stiffened but did not shy away from the. I think I would like that very much and would like to know you better as well. I tell him to follow me in to my house. We turn to walk in, I take his hand and reply come this way! We enter the house and I can’t take no more. I turn to him grab him pull him to me kissing him hard and passionately. The kiss I had been dreaming about for weeks I now had. I wanted to feel those lips on my breasts and my hot little cunt. I beg him to make love to me there in the entrance of my house. I’m so hottt. Unable to handle myself, squirming with every one of your soft spoken words, shuddering at every touch, wonder, hoping that just maybe, it will never end. Longing for your touch, your voice, your soft spoken words being wrapped around my throat suffocating in your intoxicating presence. The constant glares you give me, ripping me apart, making me stare at the floor, feeling as though I've disappointed you, when I've done nothing. Making me feel like a worthless piece. Why do I want nothing. I put just the tip of my forefinger under the hem of her panties and traced it around to her taut little belly, teasing her unmercifully. I lingered a moment where her pubes started just below her bellybutton, running my fingertip through the soft hair. Moving my other hand down, I held her at the point of her hips, then moved my hands around and pulled her up so I could get both ass-cheeks at the same time. Coming back around, I rubbed her thighs down to her knees, then back up underneath to.