The male threw his keys down onto the coffee table and looked around the room. The lounge room was quiet and orderly just as he liked it. The air conditioner was on high and an iced glass of port was sitting on a coaster on the coffee table just as he had instructed. His tan-colored loafers also sat beside his armchair just as he had ordered.
Tired from a hard days work, he sank down in the large, comfortable, leather-bound chair in the middle of the room, picked up the glass, and sipped the sweet, cold, liquid through his parched lips.
He removed his work boots and replaced them with the loafers; then sat back and relaxed, letting the quietness of the room overtake him for the next few minutes
Charlotte listened intently to her master's movements from inside the bedroom. She knew from experience he would come to her only after he felt truly relaxed.
Charlotte had been lying prone, in a spread-eagled position, on the right side of the bed for just on 30 minutes. The bed was situated right in front of a portable air conditioner, and by obeying his explicit instructions, she had been forced to experience the ecstasy of having cold air blown on her ever-hardening nipples; caressing them for the same length of time, she had lain there. The sensation was driving her insane with need just as he anticipated.
That need had worked its way down to settle at the junction of her thighs resulting in a sticky moisture, which fanned by the escaping wind heightened her senses and made her pussy ache with desire.
The last instruction he had given her was that her pink dildo should remain inside her pussy until he himself removed it from her body.
Master swirled the light-mustard-colored liquid around the edges of his glass, took another sip, and closed his eyes. He remained that way for several more minutes whilst he offloaded the cares of the day, knowing well that Charlotte would be where he told her to be and positioned as instructed: eager and wet for him.
After fifteen more minutes, he arose from the comfort of the armchair and walked quietly towards the open bedroom door.
He smiled to himself as he observed her vulnerable state and the look in her eyes as he entered the room.
Normally he did not like his subs to look at him directly: he liked them to look subservient with their head bowed, but as she was his favorite, he let it slide.
He drunk in the sight of her: completely naked, with her arms and legs extended; no binds to hold them there in place. Her nipples rose proudly from the white flesh of her copious breasts, hard and pointed. Her long black hair covered the pillow. Another pillow lay under her arse and from where he stood; he could see the end of the dildo protruding from her freshly shaven pussy.
"So, is my little cum-slut ready for me?"
Charlotte gave him a look, which reeked of servitude and in a small, soft voice replied, "All that my Master has commanded of me has been done, Sir."
He slowly slid his hand up her right leg and felt the cold moisture of her sex whilst giving her pussy lips a slight pinch so that her clit remained trapped in the folds.
The action made Charlotte raise her hips off the bed slightly and groan his name.
"Easy, my little slut:" He spoke the words in a lightly reprimanding way.
He sat down at the bottom of the bed still rubbing the inner parts of her pussy, took hold of the end of the dildo, and thrust it in and out of her a few times: all the time ignoring her imploring eyes, which pleaded for the first thrust of his now hardening cock.
"Turn over onto your front, my pet," he commanded.
Unsure of what was coming, she hesitated momentarily but then slowly turned to lay on her stomach not wanting to disobey him at this point, or any point for that matter.
"Now push up so you are standing on all fours," he continued.
Charlotte pushed her arse up in the air, suddenly displaying the shell pink, petal like flesh of her sexuality to him; the dildo still in place; whilst at the same time trying to gain her balance.
The sight of Charlotte's exposed anal orifice and pussy caused her master's cock to fully harden, and a fierce burning sensation began in his groin.
He knew that Charlotte had never been fucked up the arse before: this would be her first time.
He would go slowly. He would give her pleasure then take his own after he had made her cum.
Her master stood up, came round to the side of the bed where Charlotte was and climbed on the bed, kneeling in front of her.
"Lift your breast to my mouth and rub the tip along my lips. I want to suckle and bite those big tits of yours," he commanded.
