This is a continuation from my first story My Taking of Liana. That was the first time I ever had any of my writings displayed for public viewing. The feedback I received was something I had never known before and I do appreciate all who did give me feedback, and all who voted on my story.
My Life With Liana
I woke up, the smell of breakfast filling my senses. Mmmmmmmm, I knew in my mind that she was going to be a good slave and lover to me. I knew in my heart that I was going to love her, and she was going to love me in return. There was just the question of her little temperamental outbursts. I was able to control them last night, but I knew I would not be able to do that forever. Eventually, she would rebel, that side of her taking over. After last night I knew I wanted her in my life, for always, but I was going to have to make sure she understood her place, she is the slave and I am her Master, period.
I decided to lay there and see if she would bring me breakfast in bed or if she would wake me to come to the table. My thoughts drifted back to last night, mmmmmmmmm, her and I were going to have a lot of fun together, even her little outbursts turned me on. One thing I was pleased about was that the food smelled so damn good, I love a woman that can cook. I closed my eyes with thoughts of last night and waited to see what she would do.
I heard her come into the room, then I felt light kisses all over my face.
“Hun, I have a surprise for you.”
I opened my eyes, trying my best to look like I had just woke up.
“What baby, what time is it?” I was trying to sound a little aggravated, but I wasn’t in truth.
“Ummmm its 10:30 hun, here’s your coffee and I am making breakfast, it will be done in about 10 minutes.”
I put my arms around her and pulled her onto the bed. I held her close to me.
“Thank you baby, I will be right there.”
She got up and went back to her breakfast and I sipped my coffee with a smile on my lips.
Breakfast was wonderful, a one dish meal with hash browns, scrambled eggs, and sausage. I complimented her on her fine cooking as we made talk of who we were. I realized that we didn’t know that much about each other but my feelings for her were overwhelming. We finished breakfast and she got up and started clearing the plates, I grabbed her hand and pulled her onto my lap.
“I will take care of that later.”
She shook her head no, “I don’t mind, really.........”
I placed my fingers on her lips, “shhhhhh, listen to me.”
She looked me in the eyes, a questioning look.
“I want to see you again, tonight, but I have things I need to do today, so I will take you back to your car now and we can talk about it on the way, is that okay with you?”
I rubbed her back as I pulled her close to me and kissed her softly, thanking her with my kiss for breakfast, and last night.
“Yes, that is okay with me, I want to see you again too.”
“Then go get dressed, while I clean up.”
She leaned in and kissed me, “thank you for last night.”
“Thank you, I have a feeling we are going to be thanking each other a lot.”
I winked at her and as she got up I smacked her ass, a little smack, just enough to remind her.
On the ride back to her car, we talked about our plans for the evening. The whole time I rubbed her pussy, and softly squeezed her nipples.
“You need to give me your address, write it down for me now.”
As she did this I made it hard on her; I was relentless, rubbing her pussy, squeezing her nipples harder, pulling on her hair. I could tell she was having a hard time writing and this was making me wet, and wanting her all over again.
“Make sure I can read the shit.”
“I’m trying, but you are making it very difficult on me.”
I pulled her hair harder, “you don’t know anything about difficult, now just do it, and make sure I can read it.”
“Yes, Master.”
“I will pick you up at 6:00 for dinner, that is all I am going to tell you, if you have a problem with that let me know now.”
The whole time I was rubbing her pussy, making her want to cum.
“No, I will be ready, I promise.”
She was ramming her pussy into my hand.
“I want you to wear lose fitting shorts, no panties.”