Sunday, October 27, 2013
After my mouth was well used by our visitor, Master and I were finally left alone in the hotel room and thoughts immediately began to bombard my mind.
Oh god...was He upset?
Had I done everything He expected?
Had I done too much...not enough?
I could barely look at Him at first, for fear that I would see hurt or disappointment on His face. We talked for several minutes while He walked around the room putting away all of the toys. It was obvious that He had some of His own thoughts and emotions to process. He admitted to me in a later conversation that this experience pushed His boundaries as much as it did mine and while He was prepared for me to enjoy it, He was caught a little of guard by how receptive I became in the heat of the moment.
With all the toys finally put away, He walked over to me sitting on the edge of bed and held my chin so that my eyes met His.
You did everything I asked. You have nothing to feel bad about or to worry about.
He undressed and laid down on the bed, inviting me to join Him. I couldn't wait to devour every inch of Him, taste Him, have Him in my mouth and inside of me.
Since this experience was a first for both us, I don't know if it's a natural part of the process but this overwhelming feeling came over me. I wanted (no...NEEDED) Him to make me His again.
As I knelt on the bed between His legs, He began the process of reclaiming what was His. After worshiping His cock for a while, He demanded to know if I enjoyed having two dicks in my mouth in the same day, His voice stern and cold. I could only moan and nod my head, yes.
Several minutes later when He began fucking me, I couldn't help but notice His eyes were as hard and cold as His voice. He started calling me a "worthless whore" and insisted that I lie there with my mouth gaping open while mocked me for how slutty it was. The more He degraded me, the wetter and hotter my pussy got.
You know you still aren't allowed to cum. Tell me why!
Because I am being punished for cumming without permission, Sir.
Thinking to myself, how after all this can He still deny me? I wanted to be mad at what He was saying but I couldn't.
He must have felt and been by pleased my inner resignation and acceptance because He stopped and propped Himself up above me, our bodies still one. His eyes and voice now softer.
You know there is NOTHING that you could ever do to make me stop loving you...
You are mine and you will always be mine...
I want to feel you cum...you have most certainly earned your it!
These words set me on fire and almost immediately, all of the excitement of the day released as my orgasm washed over me in wave after wave.
No matter what, my heart, body, and soul will always belong to Him.