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Of Masters and slaves
Date: 11/16/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: DuxDixit, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
Of Masters and slaves I am given two days to rest after my punishment -- this time I really angered my Master … and the punishment was fitting the crime; I still winced every time I was sitting down -- and to think about everything that happened before I see my Master again. The regret is still there … and the shame. The throbbing pain of my Master’s silence. The aching need of his presence. ……………………………………………………………… Master lies naked on his back on the air mattress as I kneel next to him. Is he sl**ping? The window is open, the warm air carrying the sound of the surf beating on the rocks below. I dip my hands in the warm oil and slide my fingers over Master’s chest and upper arms. My hands mold the muscles, coaxing them, urging them to relax. As I work down to his stomach, I shift backward. I gently massage his cock with my fingers, rubbing, caressing, stroking the oil on his skin. My pussy is dripping wet. I want very much to rub it against Master’s leg, but he'd be aware of it in an instant and berate me for it. Instead, I allow my hunger to continue, daring no more than a subtle pressing of my knees against his thighs. He moves. He stretches in response to me touching him. He lies there still, allowing me to touch him. He slides his hands over my buttocks, over the firm flesh, the sweet globes. Am I breathing harder now? I feel the sweat rolling down between my breasts. Then my body stiffens as he grips my ass in his hands …. my tongue roams over and around his balls. ...