"I can tell," He said smiling as He ran His finger inside her and felt the fullness of her G-spot. "Now, I want you to stay here, just like you are until you see the bedroom light come on. Don't close your legs; don't touch yourself in any way. When the light comes on you may come inside and up to our room."
"Yes, Sir."
Then He took her dress and went inside while jenna waited for the light. She tried to focus on what He'd told her rather than the flame He'd fanned in her with one stroke of His finger. she wanted to dive into her cunny with both hands and fuck herself to oblivion but that would earn her a whipping for sure. she was trying very hard to please her JaredMaster in every way. she'd even asked Him to whip her for pleasure a few nights ago, because she knows how very much He enjoys lashing her. They'd wound up on the balcony. He'd bent her over the table and tied her wrists to the banister and her ankles to the table legs. she had enjoyed the whipping as much as JaredMaster and by the end of it she was begging Him to fuck her. The memory of the cool breeze that floated across her flaming ass made her clit throb and she cursed herself for going down this memory lane when she was trying so hard to be good.
Jared was relieved to have made it inside without taking His sweet slave in the driveway. He hungered for her insatiably and His restraint was breaking down. He wanted her every waking moment and the mere sight of her naked body with the moonlight dancing over her in the car was enough to break down His resolve and have Him mounting her like an animal. He was Master. She looked to Him for strength and comfort. He could not let go of His control. He would make her wait for a while and in doing so, He would regain Himself.
He loved to make her enter the house from the car naked. He liked to watch the way she held her chin up and walked to the door as if nothing whatsoever was out of the ordinary. It was as though all the world was naked, not just her. But tonight he intended to capture this beautiful image permanently. He walked through the foyer in search of the camera with the knowledge that after tonight, He would be able to call up the image of His jennaslave in the moonlight anytime He wanted to.
jenna was breathing hard now in anticipation of serving her Master. Where was the light? What was taking Him so long? Instantly she was aware of her nipples hardening with desire. He enjoyed exercising His power of control by making her wait. Her thumping clit was maddening. The longer she waited the more she wanted Him, which was the point, was it not? Her breathing turned to near panting and the cunny which did not belong to her, but to Him, was now dripping with anticipation. Wait. Wait. Wait.
When He finally remembered that He'd used the camera last to photograph His jennaslave bound helplessly to the banister on their bedroom balcony, He knew right where to find it. He'd put it on top of the tall lingerie chest in their bedroom that night when He'd finished photographing her. He was tempted to review the photos of her bent over the patio table with arms stretched to each corner and tied to the banister beyond the table, while her legs were spread wide and each ankle was tethered to a table leg. What a glorious whipping that had been! When He'd finally tired of thrashing her, she was begging Him to fuck her. Helplessly bound and whipped to a frenzy all she could do was plead for His cock. He'd given it to her too. He fucked her silky pussy for a long hard time but it wasn't until He took her ass that they were both fully sated. He restrained His urge to review the photos of His sweet slave sprawled across the table with bite marks on her shoulders and stripes on her ass, and instead went to the window to check on her through the telephoto lens.
What a good girl! She lay exactly as He'd left her, reclining in the seat, naked except for the choker and the very high pair of heels He'd asked her to wear, thighs apart with her hands resting obediently to each side. How long had she been waiting now? Long enough... He flipped on the switch.
The glow of the light nearly sent jennaslave over the edge. When she opened the door and stepped out of the car, she was awash with the warm salty breeze off the ocean. It made her head swim. Walking toward the door she saw her JaredMaster step out with the camera in His hands. The wind blew her long brown hair around her shoulders and neck and she felt for a moment like the most beautiful woman in the world. What was this power He had over her that made her feel things she'd never imagined herself feeling? How was it that she could no longer remember her life before Him? And then she knew. Before Him, she was not living. She had not been the person that she was meant to be. It was only in finding the other half of her soul that she had begun to live. She belonged to Him in every way and until He had come into her life, she'd simply existed, but had not lived.
The camera flashed over and over again while she ascended the stairs to their room. It continued even as she knelt before Him and waited for her instructions. Finally, He put the camera down and pulled her to her feet as His hungry mouth devoured hers. He did not have the patience or the resolve tonight to prolong His pleasure, He wanted her now. He feasted on her lovely mouth as He helped her remove His clothes, then He pulled her to the bed atop Him and parted her thighs with His own. "That's it, baby... open for Me..." came the command on ragged breath as He plunged His rigid cock deep into the wet fervent cunt of His precious jennaslave. her cry of pain and pleasure only fueled His desire to consume her completely. He pumped harder and harder, as deep as His long hard cock would go and when that wasn't enough, He grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto it with all of His might.
jennaslave thought she would faint from the exquisite pain of her Master's claim. her head was swimming with each deep thrust of His long hard cock into her slick wet pussy. In this position she could barely take the whole length of Him. she was certain that each thrust would be the one to push through the back of her womb and even more certain that she wouldn't stop Him for anything in the world. It hurt so good, and she needed Him as much as He needed her. she shook with desire as their hips slapped together loudly and, without realizing what was happening, she succumbed to the orgasm that had been building in her since He'd left her waiting in the car.
The fatigue of the past few days came heavy on the heels of her orgasmic wave and jennaslave lost herself in the glorious warm rush of love and contentment. she lay atop her Master and gave herself to it as she ground her hips and breasts against His warm hard body. she basked in the glow of her own sweet release as she chanted her "thank You's" again and again into the hollow of Her JaredMaster's throat.
she had nearly reached the land of dreams when the searing pain at the back of her head jerked her from it's sweet embrace as clearly as Jared jerked her up by her hair.
"jenna! Oh, jenna! What have you done? I have been so pleased with you... so proud of your service! How could you do this now?" JaredMaster's voice was pained and angry.
"i'm sorry, Master! Please, forgive me?" she pleaded even though her head had not cleared enough to muddle through to complete awareness of her failure. But as she reached a fully upright position by the hair of her head she felt the warm wet rush of her orgasmic juices as they flooded from her pussy. In that moment, as the white light of pain cleared when Jared released her hair, she was wrought with guilt for putting her own needs before His. she had cum, not only without permission but without concern for His pleasure. But worse than that... she had disappointed Him.
Tears flowed freely down her cheeks as He turned His head to the side and refused to look at her. Each drop that spilled from her eyes to His chest, scorched His flesh. she was exquisite when she came but He knew that the delight He took in the feel of His beautiful jennaslave's release did not absolve her of what must be done, and it was all He could do to utter His next command, "Get the whip."
jennaslave hurried to obey, eager to receive her punishment and once again the adoring gaze of her JaredMaster. She was twisted with guilt at having failed Him after all this time of pleasing Him. Being tired was no excuse. He was her Master and He gave her everything she could possibly desire and more. The very least she could do was serve Him properly. she knew she deserved every lash that she had coming.
Jared sat on the edge of the bed trying to decide what to do. He knew she had to be punished. He even knew she wanted it, but sometimes punishing her just seemed wrong. How could He take the whip to her, when He knew that all she'd done was to succumb to the pleasures of their Loving? her body, her very design was for His pleasure, and He was fully aware that His pleasure was the very depth of her needs. Everything that excited and aroused her was in serving Him. If His cock grew hard at the sight of her kneeling naked body, she felt it within her soul. If His body called for her release she was powerless to stop it, and was that not what He'd been doing? Then He thought, if they could just start over, He'd do all He could to keep from coming to this point... this moment when He must punish her.
