The bedroom seemed frozen in time and eerily quiet, the buzz of urban life far below the penthouse. The morning light trickled in through the various panels of glass walls that encircled half of the room, casting shadows against the carpet floor. The room had an alluring view of the city skyline, a warm inviting day without a cloud in the sky. The room itself was furnished for simplicity, only the bed, a dresser, and a pair of bedside tables occupied the spacious area. The bed swallowed up as much as it could though, the grey and white covers straining to cover up the expansive but inviting structure.
It wasn't empty however. A man was drifting in and out of sleep, peacefully absorbed in his dreams under a comfortable mound of bedding, only his head peeking out to give away he was there. The rhythmic pulse of his chest up and down shifted the blankets with him, occasionally twisting and turning to find the softest place to lie.
With a squeak, one of the doors of the bedroom slowly pushed open, leading out into the main hall. Walking on her hands and knees through the entrance was the figure of a slim woman, the sultry curves of her body adorned in only a matching pair of lace lingerie. Her bra was an intricate, black number, with a steel blue ribbon tied into a bow at the front of it, meant purely to draw the eyes of her master. The panties had a similarly-colored blue fringe to them, but mostly were that same black, clinging tightly to her ass, matching her hair as it loosely fell over her shoulders and down her back.
Prowling as quiet as she could manage against the soft carpet, a bright glow shimmered in her eyes when she realized he was still asleep. Listening for a second to confirm the fact, and hearing the soft, repeating breathing, she started to shift a little closer. Something about seeing him gently dozing off, all peaceful and adorable, made her smile all the wider. It would be more of a treat, anyways, when he didn't see her coming. Like a cat she crawled up to the mattress, keeping her eyes glued to his face once her entire body made to the foot of the bed, making sure she hadn't disrupted him. When he only let out an incoherent mumble and rolled onto his back, she grinned devious and crawled under the covers, soon hidden by the mountain of pillows and blankets strewn about.
The room became motionless and silent again for a time, only the rustling of covers or a muffled giggle doing anything to break that. Groggily the man was starting to come to, his hair matted and rustled every which way from the night's rest. Something in his mind ticked off that he was no longer alone in this room, and his eyes slowly opened, the rest of his body taking a little longer to wake up. Seemingly confused at first, he smiled pleasantly to himself upon a familiar sensation working its way to his head.
Lifting up the cover to peek down revealed that she had wasted little time in getting to work, peeling his boxers down and tracing every open inch of his shaft with a loving kiss, paying special attention to each ball when she got to it. This was her morning duty, the one she savored the most. Some days he would simply grab her by the back of the head and fuck her face until he was satisfied, while others she got the treat of lying with him, petting her head and whispering sweets things into her ear. But yesterday had been difficult on him, away on business the whole time and too tired after coming home for any fun, so she wanted to shower him with love from his pet. There was also another surprise waiting for him...
Sitting up in bed, he wordlessly motioned for her to continue, getting a bashful but glowing smile for being 'caught' by him. Soon she had her attention back to his cock, still lying limply against his stomach. Something about his scent, especially when she got this close to his lovely shaft, made her knees tremble with need and hips quiver until she could bury it deep inside of her. But she knew it was his choice in the end if she deserved it, though that didn't stop her from fantasizing about it as she lifted her master's cock up with her nose. Starting from the very bottom of it, her tongue grazed along the underside of his balls and shaft, going agonizingly slowly. When she reached the top, she gave the head a flick and watched it settle back down to his stomach, accompanied by a pleasant slapping sound against his skin.
As she repeated the process again, she could feel him starting to harden, blood flowing a little more readily now that he was awake. His gaze had stayed on her since she began, fingers gently brushing through her hair and keeping it out of eyes while she worked. Lathering up his cock made her happier than anything, getting to taste every thick, throbbing inch of his enticing manhood. It was adorable seeing the way his lip twitched and balls would tighten up as she teased him. Though he did his best to keep a stony face while she worked, she could tell when he was enjoying himself. She knew him, of course, better than anyone else.
Leaving his lathered shaft with some reluctance, she crawled her way up towards him, trailing kisses to his stomach and chest as she went. His eyes followed each movement, goosebumps following her lips the further up she went. When her head finally came even with his own, the two kissed, his tongue slipping to twist against her own. Her hand grasped his own, barely able to keep their lips off each other for a moment before they were back together in a passionate embrace. While she loved to worship his cock, the breathless kisses got her heart pumping almost violently inside her chest, feeling his own thumping away now too as they laid against one another.
He backed off a little, shooting her a questioning glance. While they had been holding hands, something had been slipped purposefully into his grasp. In reply she only let out a giggle, letting him investigate it for himself as she began to turn herself around to face his unattended manhood. While she did, he unfurled his hand and found that she'd brought him a small, circular remote. Very familiar to him, seeing as he'd bought it for her, the remote had a few different speeds and settings plastered on its surface, though currently the 'off' button had a small green light glowing by it.
Lifting his head up to ask something, he was greeted instead by her thick ass a few inches from his face, still tightly accentuated by her lacy panties. She was peering back at him, grinning deviously and shaking her hips when she met his glance.
"Did you already...?" The question was the first words the two had spoken to each other since she woke him up, his voice as commanding as usual but curious.
"Mhm, yes sir!" She replied proudly, pushing her ass just a little closer, adding "Just for you~" in her usual sing-song tone.
Without waiting a moment his hand came down and spanked her, giving it a tight squeeze right after. "You naughty girl, playing with your toys without asking permission." Another spank on the other side, this time with a rougher grab. "But...I think you deserve a reward. You've been good the past few days, and I think you've earned this."
She simply responded with a pleased 'mmm' and a breathy moan, eyes going back to being glued to his cock, hot breath washing over it. While she sat there on her hands and knees, distracted, he took hold of her panties and pushed them to one side, wanting to check for himself. Pushed inside her cunt, barely sticking out along with a small string was the familiar purple vibrator. He remembered the first time they'd gone out in public and he'd given it to her in a little box, telling her to go to the bathroom and put it in. The next hour had been as tense as any the two of them had spent together, and had led soon enough to him fucking her right there in the alleyway outside of the restaurant. Each toy had a fond memory like that in their not-so-modest collection.
Lost in his thoughts, he was brought back to reality by a warm, wet embrace on the head of his cock. Looking forward, she had wasted no time in wrapping her lips around him and slowly working his large manhood down her throat. Taking hold of the vibrator, he pushed it in and out to test that it was firmly in place, getting a gagged moan out of his pet, vibrating around his cock. Smiling at how sensitive she still was after how many months the two had been at this, he lifted up the remote and put it on the lowest setting, barely hearing it whir to life. But the effect on her was not so quiet, feeling her nails dig into his thigh and her eyes roll back for a second as she let out another moan, still distorted and garbled as she tried to stuff another inch down her throat.
Keeping the vibrator going and her ass presently so nicely to him, he possessively grabbed at her rump and spanked each cheek a couple times, starting to see a glow of red forming on them. The squeals she made in response only made him continue at it, dialing up the settings when more of his cock disappeared down her throat. His pet soon picking up on what he was doing and relaxed her throat to get more and more of his manhood within, finding herself eventually hungrily eyeing the last inch right before her.
But he wasn't about to let her have all the fun, now was he?
Flicking the remote to the highest setting and hearing it rev up, he leaned forward and put a hand on the back of her head, forcing her down until she took him in entirely. Her eyes bulged out a bit more, watching him out of the corner of his eyes and letting out a few gagging sounds, but not fighting him or trying to pull up. After holding her there for a few second, her knees jittering and sliding to the side to plant her stomach down against his own, he finally let go of her head to let her come up for a breath. She quickly pulled her head up and sucked in air, coughing, rubbing her cheek against the side of his shaft. Between breaths she let out long, desperate moans, hips bucking to push against him to stick even just a little more of the vibrator inside of her. All he did to respond was spank her harder and more often, the faint red of before becoming much more overt as he left visible hand prints each time. Each one sent another wave through her, a shudder passing through her entire body as she weakly licked wherever she could reach on his cock, eyes dim and mind fried from pleasure.
Without warning she was soon lying limply against him, eyes shut as her legs quivered and juices drenched his chest. She held his legs to steady herself as waves of pleasure hit her from her climax, not thinking about the consequences yet as she reveled in the ecstasy. No longer having control of any of this, she let her body take over and enjoy the overwhelming rush of feeling, the scent of his cock mere inches from her mouth sending another aftershock through her. Lolling her tongue out, it idly ran along his skin, not even sure what she was tasting anymore with her eyes clamped shut. But it was his, so she couldn't care less.
When the gyrating of her body finally calmed and the static in her head cleared, she realized the room had gotten very quiet. Meekly she peeked an eye open and tilted her head back to catch his glance, wondering how he looked now. But as she did, the world spun around her as his strong hands lifted her up and spun her around so her head was buried into the mountain of pillows, and her bright-red ass was propped up right before him, vibrator no longer humming away to her dismay.
