He was so excited to be home. It was his birthday and his wife texted him that she had a gift waiting for him. He burst through the front door, pushed it closed behind him, and rushed into the front room.
She is kneeling at the entrance of the room, her hands bound behind her back with beautiful rope work. She is not wearing anything, and her hourglass body is his to play with. Her long dark hair hangs down over her bare breasts.
"What would you like me to do, Master?" Her voice is low, quiet, and runs up his spine exciting him.
"I want you bent over the back of the couch." His voice commands. He has been wanting this for a while.
She eases herself up and walks slowly to the back of the couch. She lays her body over the high back, her head almost touching the seat cushions and her feet almost leaving the ground. He looks at her from behind and smiles about what he sees. She has a round bottom, like an upside-down heart. He walks up behind her and strokes his hands down her back and her bottom.
She is waiting for his next order. With both hands, he spread her cheeks and squeezed them. She sucks in a quick intake of air, and he applies more pressure.
He knows this makes her wet and he reaches between her legs and see that she is doing what he has taught her to do. He taught her to get wet on command and now she must follow that command. He undoes his pants and removes his belt, and he thinks about putting the belt to the soft flesh of her bottom. He loves it when she is shiny and red.
