It was still dark when Damian opened his eyes and slowly woke up, his arm was resting on the waist of his slave Catalina, and she was lying naked against him his collar around her elegant neck, a chain running from a ring in the collar to the bedpost. The room still smelled of the previous night's pleasure she had given him. Her body against his was already arousing him she had that effect on him he could look at her and then suddenly she would move or look or say something in a specific way and it would drive him crazy with lust for her sometimes just like now she did not even have to do something just be there and the need he would feel for her would overcome him.
Damian loved and hated at the same time the effect she had him, Damian could be described as a control freak he wanted to always have absolute control, control over his slave but also over himself. Catalina was the only thing in the world that could make him loose control she could drive him crazy with lust for her. Damian could feel it coming the all the familiar feeling by now, even after all this time together she had that effect on him, the growing need for her, the need to hold her driving him beyond a point that no human could possible endure.
Damian gripped a handful of her hair and turned her around pushing her mouth towards his, she was wide awake, and he knew she would be. She was so in tone with him that the moment he would wake she would automatically wake up with him, for years he had not caught her of guard anymore. Damian lips pressed slowly on Catalina's and her mouth opened eagerly awaiting his tongue but not yet he liked teasing her, his tongue caressed her lips; he could feel her hard nipple against his body. Damian right hand untied the chain from Catalina's collar he knew that it would hinder him now. Damian bit softly on Catalina's bottom lip, slowly he increased the pressure making sure that he would not break the skin but still giving Catalina the sensation that he was biting it of her, a deep moan of pleasure given to her by the pain escaped her. It was at this moment that his tongue entered her mouth and intertwined with hers, the sensation of her wet willfully mouth and the softness of her tongue against his had given him a huge erection.
His left hand was still gripping Catalina's hair and he forced her head towards his penis, not that Catalina needed much force. The moment he had pushed her head down she had started to move her mouth towards her favorite body part and she put her mouth on top of his penis and pushed the skin back with her lips. Catalina's tongue started to roll and massage the head of his cock, thrills of pure pleasure where running now through his body, she then turned towards sucking his dick like she only could, using her hands and her mouth. It did not take long or Damian's dick started to pulsate which was a sign that he was on the brink of coming, the reaction of Catalina was to suck even harder then she was doing and Damian sperm worked its way into her mouth, Catalina drank fully from his gift to her not spilling a drop, even after there was not drop of sperm left she did not stop and Damian had to pull her away from his dick. Disappointed she looked up at her Master she had hoped that she would be allowed to keep on going and make him cum again.
Damian and Catalina had not uttered a word yet. Almost every morning Damian and Catalina played this so familiar game, although not every time Catalina was allowed to drink her Master's cum. It was still early and it being a Saturday it meant that Damian was free for the following two days. He pulled Catalina next up to him and held her in his arms softly he caressed her breast her perfect nipples erect like they always became when he touched her.
Damian whispered to his slave, "Prepare the room for a scene."
Catalina jumped out of the bed and started to prepare the room. She opened the closet where Damian kept his toys and removed a small black folding table out of it, she opened the table and removed a red silk sheet out of the closet she opened and laid it out on the table. She then continued to lay out her Master's favorite toys. A long black leather nine tail whip, a long black bamboo cane of which one of the ends had been flattened by hitting it continuously on a rock until by now the end looked like a small broom, several clamps, clothespins, blindfold, handcuff and of course his ropes. She went back and put a long silver cup on the table which she filled with cold water for her Master.
Suddenly her Master's voice cut the silence, "take the piercing needles out, the disinfecting and two little bowls fill one of the bowls with ice."
Catalina immediately complied and then knelt next to the bed on her Master's side. Damian stepped out of the bed and walked towards the shower, she immediately followed him, together they took a long hot shower and Catalina dried her Master in the way she had been taught. First Catalina dried his body with a soft towel not missing a single spot to then drop on her knees in front of him and lick his shaft and balls dry. Damian strolled towards their room and Catalina followed him still wet from the shower.