It was growing late as I wait for him, my knife slowly cutting some cucumber as I made up a salad to go with dinner. My mind on him and when he would get home, he was normally already here but today he was late. With a light sigh I focused on the cucumber as I slowly chopped. Getting to the end I set the knife down to the side, picking up some cucumbers I began laying them on the bed of lettuce. As I reached for another pile of cut circles I felt a presence behind me, before I could react there was a hand around my throat. Pulling me back slightly I knew the large, firm hand to be that of my Master’s. His grip hard against me as he held me there, his lips brushing my ear softly as he smirked, my breathing a little faster now as my heart began to race. What was he planning?
“Such a filthy whore.” He spoke softly into my ear, “Just an apron, I’ve trained you well.” His words dancing as he nipped my ear lobe, the sudden sensation causing a gasp to leave my lips. “Just think of all the things I could do to this body of yours. How much I could toy with it, use it. It belongs to me after all, you are MINE.” Placing a strong emphasis on the last word I shivered. His hand tightens slightly around my throat before loosening again, his hand lingering there more for the power and control, his other hand slowly trailing down my body. His fingertips sliding down my exposed sides before slipping under the apron and between my legs; with a gasp I felt his fingers against my pussy. “Does my whore want to be used? To be fucked like a dirty slut that she is?” as he spoke his fingers began to slide against my pussy, my breathing growing heavier as my heart sped up.
I had no idea what prompted him to act like this but I in no way regretted it. I loved when he let go, when he lost himself in his primal desires to own me and use me as he wanted. I loved being his toy as much as he enjoyed me being one. We both knew I was his alone, his to use as he pleased.
“She’s already wet, I wonder why? Has she been touching herself or just thinking about being used?” a light smirk moved across his face as he kissed my ear, his fingers playing with my pussy as they moved along it. I knew I was wet and he was right, I had been thinking about him using me. For some reason I just wanted him tonight, I wanted him to show me my place and fuck me. It might have been why I put the apron on. “It really doesn’t matter though does it, she is wet and just begging for something huh?” his fingers moving slowly farther back “waiting for something to just push inside her” with that two fingers slide inside me. My voice becoming a moan as I tilted my hips into him slightly, I could feel his cock though his pants as it pressed against my ass. His fingers moving slowly in and out as his hand tightened around my neck once more. “Does my whore feel that, her Master’s dick? I’ve been thinking about this cunt of yours all day. Thinking about all the things I could do to it. Now I have you in just an apron, how easy it would be to just bend you over and fuck you.” As he spoke his fingers moved faster, my pussy slurping with juice as he moved. Moans filled the kitchen as he held me against him, I wouldn’t leave even if he let go, I wanted it to bad. The faster his fingers moved the more I pushed into his body, I wanted his dick instead of his fingers and he knew it.
“Oh fuck Master, I want your dick!” moaning out I wagged into his crotch; I knew he loved the feeling.
“Good girl, just be a filthy whore and let it out.” his fingers curling inside me suddenly as he moved them, my moans growing heavier as he did “beg for what you want.”
“I want Master to fuck me.” moaning louder I tilted my head back, his hand now having full access to my neck.
“You can do better than that, I’ve taught you better.” A low growl coming from him, taking a hard breath I moaned.
“Please Master use me, fuck my cunt with your dick. I’m just your filthy whore to use for your pleasure. I’m here to please and serve my Master.” His fingers moving harder with each pause and moan I let out “Fuck me Sir, show me my place is as your whore.” With that he pulled his fingers out, a soft whine leaving my lips as he pulled it away. Before I could complain too much his fingers where at my lips and pushed into my mouth. His fingers where covered in my juice but I didn’t care, sucking and licking them I blushed.
“That’s it, good girl. So you want my dick huh? You want it thrusted deep inside your wet cunt, to be shown your place is under me as nothing but a fuck toy?”” I knew his questions weren’t to be answered but I couldn’t help but nod as I sucked more. “Good,” pulling away he moved quick, his hand grabbing my arms as he pulled them behind me. His tie slipping around my wrists before being pulled tight to form a makeshift bind, pushing my upper body against the counter I let out a sharp gasp. With one hand he kept me against it and the other I could hear him messing with his belt. Before I knew it his hard dick was rubbing against my wet pussy. “Does my whore want this?” with a nod I tried my best to look at him, I could see the hunger and lust in his eyes as he stared at me. “Good.” With that he thrust forward, his dick sliding into my pussy as I let out a sharp moan. Staying inside I could fell his dick twitching inside me, my pussy tightening around him as I wagged. “Oh good girl, squeeze it just like that.” his hips pulling away slowly only to slam back into me, over and over he slammed his dick into my pussy.
“Oh fuck.” I moaned as I put my hands against his stomach the best I could. His thrusts becoming rhythmic as he moved in and out, my moans growing louder as I felt myself losing control. He loved when I broke, when I lose all control over my desires and just wanted him. “Fuck Master!” panting I could only focus on the feeling of him thrusting in and out of my pussy, on his dick filling me with pleasure. “Yes more!” moaning I could feel my hips rocking against him.
“Good girl, just let yourself go. Be my filthy whore who just loves to be fucked and used.” Pounding deeper into my pussy he let out a low groan. No matter how good I felt I knew he was feeling just as good. Unable to control myself I felt my body reaching a break, I wanted to cum. Overwhelming amounts of pleasure washed through me as my pussy began to twitch as a wave of pleasure washed over me.
“Fuck Mater, cumming!” a loud moan filled the kitchen as I came against him.
“Oh fuck, you get so tight like that.” His thrusts only increasing as he pushed as deep as he could, I knew he wouldn’t stop till he had cum. “Does this bitch want more?” with a nod I panted; I wanted to feel him, to have his dick inside me longer. “Good girl.” He spoke as he pushed hard into me, his hands now on my hips as his nails dug into my skin. Arching my back it felt like he was only growing harder with each thrust. My mind going blank as he fucked me harder and faster, all I could focus on was his thrusts, his dick inside me. “Is this bitch already going to cum again?” his voice filled with amusement. He was right though, I already wanted to cum again. Moaning loudly I let it out, cumming again in only a short time. He didn’t stop, over and over I came losing track after number four. Feeling him thrust hard suddenly I knew he was close. He only went so rough when he was on the verge of release. Over and over he rammed my pussy, his voice now lost in grunts and groans. Feeling him grow hard before twitching he came, his hot cum filling my pussy, “Fuck!” he gasped out.
“Oh god Master!” I managed to say as I came again. With a few more thrusts he finished his load before pulling out. Panting against the counter I could feel his hand on my back, it was soft now as he rubbed my back slowly.
“Good girl, come here.” Wrapping his arms around me he helped me onto the floor, my head on his lap as he pet my hair gently. “You did well,” he spoke in a soft voice “good girl.” Closing my eyes I let myself relax, the gentle side I get to see after his rough side was always a pleasure. Relaxing I nuzzled into his leg and let my breathing slow, his own breathing slowing as he watched after me. “Good girl, I’m proud of you.”