She stands in the hallway outside of his play room, anxiously awaiting him to be ready for her. In the last week, she had been here every day. On Wednesday, she had been here twice at his beckoning. She had had these damned Ben Wa balls in for seven days, minus the time she had spent here. He had called on her three or four times a day to send proof that they were in, and she was positive she had never taken so many pictures of her pussy in her life.
Seven days since this had started. Seven days since he had decided he owned her orgasms. Seven days since she truly become his.
She hoped beyond hope that today would be the day he would allow her to cum. She was so tense, she could feel that her pussy was wet all day, every day. She needed to orgasm so badly.
"Come in." She heard him say.
Upon entering the room she immediately began to disrobe, as was expected of her. Once completely nude, save the retrieval chord hanging from her pussy, she walked to the center of the room, eyes ever on the floor, and knelt. Knees on the floor, head bowed, back straight, and hands delicately folded, palms up, in her lap. She waited...
It seemed like an eternity was wasted, kneeling there on the floor. Finally, he walked to the front of her, pants bulging. She could already feel her mouth watering.
"Take it out." He told her.
Head bowed, she reached up and undid the button and zipper on his pants. She reached into his boxers, grasped his thick cock, and pulled it out to stand in all its glory.
"Suck it, Slut." She didn't need to be asked twice. Immediately, she raised on her knees and, placing her hands behind her back, she took all of him into her mouth. She had learned long ago that, unless he told her to, she was not allowed to use her hands.
She buried his cock down her throat until her nose was pressed into him and she could not breathe, she held there as long as she could before she gagged. Then, she began working back and forth slowly, keeping constant suction on his cock while working her tongue in circles over him. It wasn't long before he began groaning with pleasure. She once again took all of him and, as she reached the bottom, felt his hand in her hair, done up in pigtails, as he requested at their last meeting.
She felt him with one hand around each pigtail and she knew what was coming. He began slowly at first, thrusting himself in and out of her waiting mouth. She loved when he fucked her throat, almost as much as when he fucked her cunt.
"Look at me!" He demanded.
