I watched as you idly flipped through the paper and rested your elbows on the counter top. It caused that wonderfully shaped ass of your to stick out proudly. I just had to take a minute to admire that ass. I loved your ass and you knew it, and often times I enjoyed just looking at it. But not now. Right now, I needed to do much more than just look.
As quiet as a ghost I snuck up behind you. Your first warning was my hand pressing you flat against the counter.
"Honey?" You said some what nervously.
I smacked your ass hard. You yelped in pain and shock.
"Shut up." I commanded you.
"What are..." You tried to ask.
Again I spanked you. Even harder than the first time. I spanked both your ass cheeks, holding you, despite how hard you tried to squirm free. After a handful of good smacks I stopped. You whimpered a little.
"I said shut up, and I meant it." I said roughly.
The counter top was ice cold and had to be making your nipples hard as rocks. I could tell you wanted to say something, but didn't want to bring any more smacks upon your sore ass.
"If you want to say anything, address me as Master, and make it short." I said as I gently ran my hand across your ass, feeling how shapely and firm it was.
"M-master, what are you going to do to me?" You asked in a voice the almost quivered with fear.
I laughed a deep throaty laugh.
"Oh I think you know exactly what I'm going to do to you."
I slid my hand around your waist to the front of your pants. My fingers nimbly undid that button and pulled the zipper down. You started to squirm slightly, but I decided to let it go this time.
"Don't even think about trying to move, or get away." I said as grabbed your pants with both hands.
As I slide your pants down to your ankles, I couldn't help but notice you where already very wet. I traced my fingers along the inside of your calf, your thigh, and then out to your butt again, avoiding your pussy all together.
"Your pussy is already sopping wet. You're about to get raped and you love it. You're such a slut." I whispered in your ear.
I reached back and slowly slid my fingers closer to your waiting pussy. You pushed your ass back, trying to urge me on. It was clear you where having a struggle with yourself. You loved what I was doing to you, but you where also scared. I laughed in your ear.
"I want to hear you say it."
"I don't know what to say Master." I said meekly.
"Use your imagination." I replied
After a moments pause you whispered something almost to quiet for me to hear.
"You'll have to say it louder than that."
"Please rape me like the slut I am." You said in a hushed voice.
"Still not good enough." I said as I started to pull my hand away."
"Please rape me like the dirty slut that I am!" You screamed.
"That's more like it, slut." I said
With that I started rubbing your pussy through your panties. I pulled your soaked panties down, exposing you completely to me. Without warning I pushed two fingers inside you. You tried to stifle a moan. It didn't work.