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“Release me. “
“WHAT!”
“Please… “
“SILENCE! You are mine! You gave your cunt to me a long time ago, my sweet. ” With that said, he grabbed me. Pulling me across the bed and into him. Pressing my face against his. “Your precious breasts. That beautiful stomach. That pussy. ” He kissed me. A soft kiss that left me scared. Master was always gentle before the storm.
*2 months later*
Riding on the elevator to my 16th floor apartment. I thought about it. I still had marks from that night. He released me. I couldn’t walk for two days. How could I had told Master that I wanted it to end? I could not handle being his fuckdoll. The way things had ended had left permanent damage on my heart. A tear ran down my eye. I was aroused. I had become wet. I wanted a cock in my mouth that instant. He had made me a slut. I couldn’t stand to think about Thomas and what he had made me. The things he did. He knew I would never forget. Just then the elevator stopped. I ran to my apartment door for fear that someone might see me burst into tears in the hall. How humiliating.
The next night I was walking down a deserted street coming back from a night out. These “nights out” that I had usually ended with me fucking some unbeknown man who I had met. I would fuck them until my mouth and cunt could not stand the touch of a cock. These “nights out” never left me fulfilled, but more empty than when I started.
It was cold so I started to pick up my pace. I wasn’t wearing much over my honey brown skin. My long hair kept my neck warm. My body was a whole different story. Emerald green halter dress that exposed my breasts and legs. 5’4” and 138 I had no trouble meeting men. A spectacular upper body. Nice breast with beautiful chocolate nipples, tight stomach, wide hips and nice lips. Black four inch heels completed my outfit. ümraniye escort Master often said “I was made to fuck. ” My pussy barely even covered by my short dress. I silently thanked myself for remembering to wear a thong.
Walking faster my heels splashing in the water left earlier from the rain. I felt weird. There is definitely something going on. I’m only a few blocks from my building so I start to run. I drop my purse. I stop, lowering myself and exposing my ass and cunt for the empty street.
“Oh how I’ve missed that sweet cunt. ” I quickly stood up afraid to turn around. I’d know that voice from anywhere. “Crystal. ” Tears was coming to my eyes. I couldn’t take it. I took off again. Master, I mean Thomas caught up quickly. Grabbing my hair with one arm forcing my head back looking into my eyes. The other held my waist to support me against him.
“You nasty slut. I’ve been watching you. ” Your voice is calm and I know you’re deadly. I fear your calmness more than anything else. I start to scream remembering the last time we were together. Thinking someone might hear and come help.
*SMACK*
“Don’t be stupid, bitch!” Feeling the sting on my cheek. I quiet down. Turning me around I look into his face. That handsome face. Those green eyes. That smile. You kiss the tip of my nose. “My brown sugar. ” Forcing your tongue into my mouth. Holding me so tight. I have no choice but to accept it. You continue to deeply kiss trailing down to my neck. I hear you breathe a sigh of relief. “I’ve missed you so much. “
“Please let go of my hair. “
“Please what?”
“No, Thomas. ” His eyes flared. I started to feel a little better. “Please. Leave. Go. ” I push him away and start to walk.
“Don’t take one more step. ” His voice is filled with power stopping me right in my tracks. pendik escort Circling me. His breathe on my neck. “I own you. I own that pretty little face of yours. ” *SMACK* “I even own that pussy you’ve been giving away. Not one more word out of you. It’ll only make things harder on that hot cunt of yours. ” With that he drove up my dress smacking my ass. Making me wince in pain. It had been so long.
“What’s this?” Unable to respond. You grab my face, “Answer me whore!”
“Thongs, Sir. ” You rip them down my legs leaving them at my ankles. *smack* I bury my head in your neck. I know what you want me to do, but won’t. *SMACK* Two more times across my ass. I step out of the panties.
“Good girl. ” You smooth my butt, whispering to me how much you missed spanking my ass and making me cum. “Have you?”
I look down not wanting to answer. You cup my chin and I’m forced to look into that face. Those eyes. “It’s okay. ” Letting go of my face you touch my sex. My lips are swollen. Oh how I’ve missed your touch. Leaning I spread my legs apart and let you continue your search. I gasp as I feel your finger probe at me. I bring my hands up and hold on to you for dear life. My pussy needed this needed him. I was ready. Slipping in another finger I started to thrust. “That’s my slut. ” Embarrassed I pull away. You grab my wrist and pull me to the side of the building. Pinning me against the wall.
You rip my coat off of me making me drop my purse. Untying my halter from around my neck it falls to my waste. “Lovely. ” Your eyes take in my breasts and you bury your head in them. You start to pinch my nipples making them puff up and out. He adored my nipples. You would torture them to the point of no return. Your warm tongue working my tits and I felt myself dripping. Pushing my skirt up, my dress nothing more than a bostancı escort belt now. You kneel before me. “I’m going to cleanse you of all those filthy men who you let fuck my precious pussy. Mine! Not yours. I decide who gets to fuck you. I decide. Never you!” He began his assault on my clit. Licking it and them moving lower to my slit. Long licks. My breathing getting heavier. I’m so close.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”
You bite my clit hard. Tears sting my eyes. I orgasm spewing my juices all over that face. Your face. You slip your warm tongue into my hole and fuck me with it. I can feel myself rising. I grab your short sandy hair and ram your face in it bringing my body up. You reach up, never missing a lick, and push my body back against the brick. You bite me again. Signaling that I will pay for touching you. This sending another hard orgasm all over. I’m no longer worried about the cold, but the punishment. You continue to bite me. I hear you under me “Damn you for making me do this. ” I come again. It hurts now. He keeps his head low sucking all the cream out of me. I beg him to stop. I start to rip at your hair. Push your head away.
“Please… Oh… STOP!”
You bite my clit again drawing blood. I feel you sucking at it. I scream again. Somehow this shout has caught you. You look up. As though you were unaware that I was even there in the first place. You smile that evil smile. Kiss my tummy. “I love chocolate. ” Coming up stopping to twist my nipples. You kiss me biting my bottom lip making me taste my juices. “I love you, slave. ” I wince. You pull the collar from your slacks. Taking ownership of me again. Making me yours. My fate sealed. You place it around my neck.
“SAY IT NOW!”
“Please… I can’t. ” I start to cry all over again. You lick my tears and smile. ” Say it now. ” Calm. Your hands still holding me. I feel you rake your nails across my ass. “Just say it. ” I slump against him. There is no use.
“I love you, Master. ”
“And I you, pet. And I you. ” You bring your face to mine. “Now about this punishment… “
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