Their relationship has been growing for ten years. She's learned to trust after bad relationships and learned to love. He turned on a heat inside of her that she would never dare admit to. He made her crave him in ways that made her feel delightfully dirty. Even if it were a simple act of being spanked. She loves being held over his lap, while his boner is firm against her stomach. Each swat bringing a moan of pleasure out of her. He could spank her hard enough to bruise and she wouldn't ask him to stop. She felt as if each spank was given with love and desire. If he wanted to make it uncomfortable to sit, then she would endure and enjoy. He has worked with her over the years to expand on her sexual desires. She wanted him to do things to her and she didn't much care what. She submitted to him and accepted him as her Master. He could order her to watch while he fucked another woman, and she would be a sopping mess.
Chanta was 33 and plump, her breasts are large, and her stomach jiggles. She has chestnut hair and olive skin, with brown eyes. He is also over weight but was starting to lose weight. After 10 years of sharing a home together, they decided it was time to get legally married. During the week, Chanta worked full time as a manager at a local office. He stayed home and tended to the house. During the weekends, Chanta became submissive and cum thirsty. They loved their safe word only weekends. He could take her whenever he pleased and unless she said the safe word, she was going to take it.
It was a lazy Sunday, Chanta woke up to Master's cock pressing against her ass. He grabbed her breasts and made milking like movements. She loved the idea of being milked, even though she didn't lactate she still loved the rhythmic tugging on her breasts. At first she resisted, still half asleep. Despite her resisting, he persisted.
"I'm going to fuck you, my slut. I'm going to give you this cock and if you're good I'll cum in you." This got her attention, she loved his cum and she would put up with quite a lot to get it inside her. He positioned his cock and pushed it against her slick lips. Chanta moaned as he slid in, she was tight this morning and his cock stretched her out. Her pussy stung as she took his large cock. He started to fuck her before she was quite ready for him to. Her pussy eventually slicked up and relaxed. Pretty soon she was gasping and moaning, begging to cum. "Yeah? You want to cum?"
"Please, Master. Please? Oh god it feels soo good. Please may I cum on your cock?" Chanta begged prettily and Master agreed.
"You better cum then. I want to feel you cum on my cock." She didn't need much more coaxing than that and exploded all over his cock, squeezing her pleasure on his member. Right as her orgasm started to wane, he fucked her faster and deeper. He was going to force her to have another one. Again she started begging but he declined her. "No, don't you dare cum. Not yet!" He could feel his own orgasm building and he wanted her to milk the cum out of his cock with her cunt. Master thrust harder driving her closer and closer, and yet she strained to keep her self in check. He was so close. "Cum for me slut! I'm going to fill you with cum!" He let loose and sprayed her cunt full of hot milky cum. She convulsed and came on his cock, shaking and gasping. He pulled out and slapped her ass once, hard. He reached over her still twitching form for the towel. He wiped up, kissed her cheek, and left the room. She drifted in sleepy bliss and slowly wiped up. She cherished the feeling of cum dribbling out of her pussy for the next couple of hours.
Their morning was quiet and started with some Mary Jane. They smoked in silence ,coughing from time to time. Once in a while he'd tweak her nipple, giving it a firm tug. She'd moan and try and ignore it. He liked to watch her try and ignore his attention. After a while he pulled one of her tits out and sucked on it. When she didn't react how he wanted her to, he bit down. Chanta cried out and moaned.
"You are going to get very used today my little sex pet. I'm going to fuck you how I please, when I please."
"Even if I resist?"
"If you don't say the safe word, then I am going to have my way with you. You are going to take it and thank me for it."
"Yes, Master." She replied meekly, secretly she loved it. She wanted him to have his way with her. The weekend was the only time she could turn her brain off and float in subspace. They finished smoking and he went in to the bed room and came out with a medium butt plug and some geisha balls.