You're driving home after a long cold night on the road and you call home to let her know you're on your way. You get to the door and she is waiting for you on her knees, wearing the collar that you placed on her neck before your departure. She has been pining for you all night and smiles when you come in. You strip your coat off and put your keys and phone away and she wait's for your command. You point to the floor in front of you and she takes her place at your feet on her knees and unlaces your boots for you. You use her shoulder to brace yourself as you slide each one off. She then makes quick work of removing your pants, planting soft kisses up your muscular leg in utter devotion to you, running her hands up the back of your calves and thighs. She stands in front of you and takes your shirt off for you and then folds your clothes neatly. You head for the bathroom with her following close behind you. You take note that she has cleaned the house just as you ordered when you placed the collar on her neck several hours before. Your inspection of her work reveals that she forgot to wipe out the bathroom sink and she lowers her eyes when she notices your scowl. She knows that you will discipline her for this. She wants you to discipline her, to guide her to being a better woman for your pleasure. She does this only for you Sir.
She starts the water in the shower so that it is the perfect temperature for you and you get in. She strips down to nothing but the collar and gets in where you wait for her ministrations. She takes the soap and washcloth and begins at your neck, gently wiping away the stress of your nights work. She looks at you in complete adoration. You are her everything; her protector, guardian, mentor and muse. She infuses the lather with love as she washes your upper body. You notice her flushed appearance. The sight of you naked and wet before her has aroused her beyond words. She tries to hide her arousal, but her nipples are hard and anxious for your rough touch. She gets on her knees before you and washes your legs before moving on to gently cleanse your cock. She looks up at you from the shower floor with utter lust. She finishes by washing your feet, daring not to miss in between your toes. She wants to show you her devotion to your pleasure. She does this only for you Sir.
You turn the shower off and she takes a fresh towel and dries you off. You make your way to the bedroom where she has readied your smoke for the evening. She takes her place at your feet and works lotion to a suitable temperature between her hands. She takes your left foot and massages the lotion deep into your aching arches, firmly pressing into the pressure points and when she is satisfied with her work, she moves on to your right foot. She sees the look of relaxation sweep over your chiseled features and it warms her to know she has pleased you. She takes some more lotion between her hands as she starts to work on your calves. Your sighs of pleasure sends a warm rush over her being. As she massages your thigh's, she can no longer hold out. She wants to service you with her hot wanton mouth. She looks at you with innocent eyes and asks "Please Sir, may I suck your cock?" You nod your head in approval and she takes you into her mouth. She expertly lowers her mouth to the base of your thick shaft and slowly pumps your cock into her throat before pulling up to your head. Her tongue dances around your pulsing glans as she cups your balls with her hand. You love how she laves your cock with her mouth slowly. You see her hips rocking. Your pleasure in her mouth makes her pussy so wet. She does this only for you Sir.