-Look at me , now woman!
I raise my eyes to you, from my kneeling position, and I shiver as I meet your posture, great, large, imposing. Your tone and eyes are firm. You grab my chin, tenderly but firm, and say: "you are my woman! My woman! Do you understand me? "
-Yes master!
-Good. Your duty is to please me, to be mine, whenever I want you, wherever I want you and however I want you. Understood? Look at me! Your hand is forcing my chin to look up, and to meet your eyes. I feel myself shivering , melting...and very wet.
-Yes master, I say. My vagina muscles are squeezing .
You release my chin, and I lower my gaze involuntarily, in the soft peaceful feeling of submission that is crossing me, purifying me, and bringing my hidden self out.
As I am kneeled in front of you, I see your hand going to your zeeper without delay, and opening it. Your cock comes out, glorious and straight, taking my vision from anything but it.
-Open your mouth, woman! You say.
I obey and part my lips, getting my mouth and nose closer to your majestic cock. I love the feel of it on my face, warm but hard, rock hard...just like you, master. Ahhh
I would take it in my mouth now, to fill my senses with it, your warm cock, to have it complete me and abandon me to this erotic feeling that is traveling flesh and bones. But I want to feel your dominance. I want it to make me shiver, to make me feel yours. I want to feel your hand on my head, bringing me into submission to your pleasure, you desire, your possession of me.