We are in summer and it's hot as hell, about 130 Fº degrees. My mother is visiting town and is staying with us since last week. Due to this you are not in your best mood of course. She always has hated you, thinking you are not worthy of having me, her little princess.
So one week of no fun, lot of critics from her, and a lot to put up with finally of course no sex. That's makes your mood worst than crunchy you are like a teapot with boiling water about to burst.
Right now I'm in the kitchen having a glass of orange juice after doing some heavy work out. I'm wearing a white crop top with no bra underneath (you can see through it) and an army blue short that barely fits me, white socks with a red strap on it and my sneakers. I'm all sweaty and tired from all the exercise having my juice when I hear a bike parking in the front garden. "It must be him", I think to myself while I hurry to the front door.
You opened the door and I can see you wearing your black OC-Chopper t-shirt a pair of jeans with a black belt and black army boots. I look at your bold head it´s all cover in sweat, your face shows exactly your angry mood. You start to look at me from the top of my head to my feet and up again, I recognize the fire in your eyes, like a hunter looking at its prey.
You look around the room for a while and focus your view at me.
Where's that old poop? – You ask
Don't be bad at her. She's taking a shower right now. How do you feel? You look tired. (I usually talk too much, I can't help myself).
Your eyes instantly changes, you look me with lust. So that old poop is taking a shower?. That hungry wolf look appeared again in your eyes. You start to walk towards me while looking at me lustfully.
"Hey, ... don't you even think of..." I try to express my argument (splat).
You hit my face with the back of your hand "I haven't allowed you to talk, did I bitch?" and remember to address at me correctly"
In a second I rise my head and realize that the man standing in front of me is my master SirMidnight, and he is telling me his will, his wishes my commands. Kneeling before you I lower my eyes an reply in a shy voice "Please forgive me, SirMidnight"
You grab both sides of my face with your big strong hand, pressing your finger into my cheeks, looking at my fully pink lips. You release my face and start to slowly unzip your pants while looking at my dark eyes. I breath slowly looking at your eyes in submission. Your continue to unzip your pants, that classic metallic noise, my heart starts to pound faster, suddenly your semi erect cock pop out of your pants and hit me on the nose. You take it fully out, grabbing it with your hand, it's pointing at me only an inch away from my face. I can smell you, I can feel the smell of your manhood your warm intoxicating smell, that makes my head spin.
I stare at it, knowing I can´t do anything until told. I start to became more and more aroused, my mouth starts to get wetter, can feel my lips dry... I´m thirsty for you, my nipples getting harder I can't wait any longer to pleasure you. Your smell is messing me up. You move your left hand and gently hold my chin raising my face.
"You look like a hungry dog" – you say smiling in lust.
"Should I feed you?" "Should I feed you? You cock starving slut."
I don't make any moves.
"Lick slave" You say.
That's all I need, without wasting another second I hungrily start to lick your shaft from your head going down to your sack, kissing licking and sucking madly. Your cock start to get bigger and bigger harder and harder. I lick your balls, while your hard wet cock drench my face with my own saliva.
"Oh god slave" you moan.
"What would that old poop say if she see you right now?" You ask
"Picture that slave, her little perfect princess sucking madly at my cock" What would she say?"