She stood in the middle of the room, completely naked. He walked around her in a circle, studying her from every angle. His eyes traveled over her body, waiting there for him. He touched her soft hair, running his fingers through the long dark strands. His hands went to her forehead, then down over her eyes, her nose, he gently caressed her cheeks with his hands then touched her lips with a finger. "Whose lips are these?" He asked her.
"Yours Master."
"Mine?" He traced the soft pink lines with his finger again.
"Yes Master."
He kissed her gently, "Mine?"
"Yes Master."
He outlined her lips with his tongue, "Mine?"
"Yes Master."
He pushed his tongue into her mouth, exploring it fully, then pulled away, "Mine?" He asked again.
"Yes Master."
"Kneel," He ordered. She quickly dropped to her knees, her eyes lowered to the floor. He pulled his manhood from his pants and touched her lips with it. "Mine?" He asked again.
"Yes Master."
He pushed his hard cock into her mouth, "Mine?"
"Yes Master." She managed to say, although his erection muffled her answer. He began thrusting his cock into her mouth, fucking it until he came. She swallowed his cum.
"Mine."
He backed away and looked at her again, then helped her to her feet. Bringing his hands back to her lips he resumed his journey over her body. Slowly they traveled down her neck which was graced by a simple gold chain, symbolic of the bond between them. A shiver ran through her as they slid over her shoulders and down her arms, reaching her fingertips, he changed direction and brought them back up to her shoulders, then to her breasts. "Whose breasts are these?"
"Yours Master."
He pulled each nipple, "Mine?"
"Yes Master."
"Mine?" He asked again as he pinched them.
"Yes Master."
"Mine?" He slapped them hard, bringing blood rushing into them and turning them a pretty shade of pink.
"Yes Master."
He ran his tongue over each nipple, "Mine?"
"Yes Master."
She felt a sharp pain as he bit into a nipple, then he moved to her other nipple and bit it as well. "Mine?"
"Yes Master."
"Kneel." He ordered, she quickly obeyed, lacing her fingers behind her head as he instructed. She closed her eyes as she heard the sound of him removing his leather belt. The leather slapped against her skin hard. "Mine?"
"Yes Master." Several more times the belt landed, turning her sensitive nipples a fiery red and leaving welts across her creamy skin. He stepped back and admired his work.
"Mine."
He helped her to her feet again and once again began his exploration of her body. Pulling her close to him he ran his hands over her back, then her stomach, her hips, her ass. "Whose ass is this?"
"Yours Master."
