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He had found her in the adult boutique. As you told me, she was quite beautiful with her full melons and piercing blonde hair. I see that your one and only desire is to have her and I shall have her." I looked down and to the day she had arrived. "Are you ready for my private slut?" I looked up with a question knowing that I was not the master for an answer. She smiled knowingly and walked me into the room. I needed only to look at the door to see that it was knock knock knock, she was by now several shades of gray. "Come in slut," she said taking me into her arms. "I am here." I closed my eyes and bowed my head, offering my obeisance. She settled into the cushions on the floor between my legs and smoothed my hair before placing a tender kiss on my forehead. "You will behave, my pet," she said smiling. "You have my highest approval." Slowly, I turned and smiled back, glad that I had finally learned to obey. She smiled and stood to retrieve a pair of bunny ears. I turned to her and pulled her into a bear hug. She giggled as I hugged her neck.

"Just for that I think I will miss your silver spoon," she said softly, her breath leaving my ear lobe. I unbuttoned her blouse before she could pull it from me. Her breasts were taut and seductive. I took my hands and kneaded her hips, pulling her out of a bear hug. I led her to a chair and sat down. "I had a tiny camera in your bag," she commented. "So you can film everything. Now hurry, we have more to do." I smacked the chair in front of her with my whip. She let out a shriek of disappointment, but recovered quickly. In just a moment she was standing again, her long tresses flowing out of the cups she had accepted. I slapped her across the cheek with the whip. "Who is this slut in front of whom I am now showing my true colors?" I said loudly, flipping her round. "You are the one who gave me that most pathetic smile," she commented. I stepped around in front of her, moving to the center of the floor where I slowly ran my whip over her body. Once again she cried out and the corners of the chair pressed hard against her wet pussy.

I caught her tresses on my whip and relented, letting her fall limp as she plunged down onto the floor. I admired her beautiful white skin as the floor creamed back, forth and back. Once again I caught her smile, hiding the lines of her demeanour. I began again, with the whip, then two more up the sides of her spread legs. I gave the body a long, hard stroke and then let it bounce a little as she ground herself against the floor. I took my time over the crevices of her pussy, the rubies of her labia, her lavender for hands, her red onyx lips, the petals of her labia, the juice of her labia, the thick petals of her lips, the red petals of her lips, her nipples, the soft black of her hair, her belly, her back, the rise of her buttock when she opened her mouth, her modesty, her sweet hole, her soft brown cheeks, her smooth lips, her neck, her head bowed ears, her smooth skin, her pubic hair, her neck collar and tie, the tiny braid that encircled her throat, the back of her neck, the lovely round breasts, her nipples, her pale puckered hole, the cum that oozed from there out of her body, down the back of her legs to stain her stockings, her thighs, her panties, her heels, her carpet polo shirt, her cigarette but eventually, to my surprise, to my delight, to my relief, she opened her mouth. I was hard again. This time I pressed harder, my body jumped, her mouth opened, and for the first time I teased her clitoris. I circled her glands, nudging and stroking, gently feeling her wetness moistening my lips and tongue. I increased the tempo of the strokes, growing more urgent as she grew more quiet, the wine reaching a strong red by now. I pinched her nipples, hard, firmly with my left hand. My right hand, ice in hand, touched her pussy. She began to contract, to yelp, "Ooooooo, I am so hot, Ooooooo, Master, Please, please, I need to cum," she whimpered. I touched her pussy again, thin ice, warming and encouraging, and then gradually building..

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