She had been sitting there for three long hours. Naked and down on her knees, waiting for Him.
Of course He had ordered her to do so. Goosebumps spread over her entire body as the coldness from the old stone floor now slowly crept into her. She couldn't see the high sealing that curved up above her as the dark of the approaching night had already taken over the antique attic. The only light that met her eyes came from a distant source outside. All she wanted was for her Master to arrive home soon. Fortunately for her it would take Him no more that ten minutes since He now slowly approached the great steel fence.
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He was used to the comfort of the big Rolls, which was His everyday car as He could easily afford the massive amount of gas it took to keep it running. The sounds of Vivaldi and Bach still seemed to come straight from the gods through the LOGIC7 sound system as He slowly pulled up to the end of the driveway. He had no chauffeur; He didn't want one, as He couldn't stand handing out control of a vehicle He used for His own transport. He controlled his own car, chopper and private jet when necessary.
Now He looked up at the oak door belonging to his secluded castle. He could see through the glass walls beside it that indeed the lights where out. This meant His slave had done her duty and had been sitting there on her knees for at least thirty minutes straight, waiting for Him. She also hadn't moved as otherwise the automatic lights would have popped on instantly. It would have taken them at least thirty minutes to switch off again.
As He approached His castle the great oak door swung open by itself as it recognized it's signal key. In the attic a single light popped on. His slave was instantly blinded by it as it was pointed directly at Her. He stood still and took His time to stare at her. He took a deep breath; God only knew how much He loved her, how could He not?
He looked down on His young slave; she had a perfect body that matched her age. Her long, blond hair was hanging down from one shoulder as He had ordered. Her knees where spread wide and she wore nothing but the thick leather collar and some wristbands He had put on her just a couple of years ago. She held her head up and kept looking down although the strong light made sure she wouldn't see Him anyways. Her arms were firmly crossed behind her back. She opened her mouth and stuck out her soft pink tongue as if to greet him. He watched her long stretched shadow on the cold and ancient floor. The image struck him like pure art. He could feel his pulse rising and he wanted to hit her and caress her at the same time. His rock hard cock was pulsing inside his pants. He now unzipped them and took out His big manhood, the one she once had so many trouble taking in. But now it went in smoothly, all the way down and she didn't even choke that loud. He could feel her cold hair against the skin of His hands but her mouth was still wet and warm. The softness of her lips drove him crazy. He drove His cock in deep. He always tried to fully enjoy each moment of entering her mouth before he fucked it roughly.
Now He took a look at His Rolex Explorer and started counting; she knew she would only get five minutes to please Him. It shouldn't take her any longer as He had been thinking about her all day long. Normally He could easily last for as long as he liked, but not when He had only just got home, He needed her most right now.
