After cleaning both himself and Baby Girl's mess, B walks around the bed and throws the dirty towel into the hamper. He then proceeds to the dresser and reaches for the silver necklace; he chants in a foreign language and infuses his power into the necklace for the next day. Once that's done, he then walks over to the light switch to turn off the light within the room, but before he does, he says, "Alexa, soft lighting." Soft lights glow around the headboard on either side of the bed. After turning off the lights, he walks to the bed. He then pulls the comforter aside and pushes the giggling girl into the middle of the bed before sliding into it. After reaching out to her, he slowly brought her into an embrace. Once she lays her head on his chest, it eases the giggling and calms her inner self. He slowly strokes her back, pulling her more against him. Feeling her breasts press against the side of his chest, and her leg wrap around his, calms him. It is soothing to snuggle up with someone in bed; especially that someone is Becca. She is so thick in all the right places and can't believe she is really here, in his arms.
It's been a long time to have someone in his bed regularly. Yeah, he has occasionally seen people here and there, but not on a weekly basis. He knows he is helping her with her mother, but deep down he knows that he really needs someone in his life- more on a full-time basis. As he thinks to himself, it would be nice to share his life with Becca. It intrigued him to see that she was blossoming slowly into the world of BDSM. He hopes that in time, she will be his. Perhaps... no, don't dwell on it now. Just let it happen and hope for the best. As the old saying goes, 'Don't count your chickens before they hatch'. Just take one day at a time and let fate decide.
As he is thinking, which happens a lot; she caresses his chest with depth fingers and thinking too. She breaks the silence by saying, "Master?"
It startles him for a bit but clearly replies, "Hmm?"
She then says, "I really enjoyed tonight's festivities. I know this is the beginning and all, but I am looking forward to learning more. Just be patient with me, Master."
He smiles inwardly a bit but then takes a deep breath before saying, "Master? Thought I told you to call me 'Sir'. Do you enjoy calling me that?"
She smiles and continues to caress his chest with her fingertips; then stops and says, "Yes. Sir is a bit informal, I think. Since I know more about you; I think 'Master' is a better fit for you. If you don't like it; I can try calling you 'Sir', if that pleases you."
He takes in what she says, and it feeds his ego a bit. She is right; I am a master in every aspect, but there are still things to learn. And so he tells her, "If you enjoy calling me 'Master', then so be it. I am comfortable with it as long as you are too. I know it pleases you to say it, and I know that me calling you 'Baby girl' pleases you."
An instant shudder goes through her body when he says the little endearment. Nothing bad though, but something incredible. It's like a spark being cast out into darkness and a slow warmth grows deep within. Later, a smile forms, followed by heat radiating her cheeks.
He feels and sees the effect on what he said to her. He then says, "Since we are on this subject, I was wondering if you mind me calling you that, outside this setting?"
She immediately responds, "I don't mind. You can call me whatever your heart desires."
He then leans down to kiss her forehead and whispers, "Good night Becca, or should I say Baby Girl."
She then beams up at him with a smile. That spark within is growing bigger. She then places her head back on his chest and slowly drifts off to sleep. When he hears her breathing even out, he knows she is asleep. Having her in his arms calms him down and eventually he too falls asleep.
Becca wakes up from a sound sleep, filling pressure to pee. She doesn't want to leave the warmth of his embrace, but she has to relieve herself. Grudgingly, she rolls to the other side of the bed and slides off. She slowly walks to the door but looks at B; he looks so peaceful and then she remembers what transpired a couple hours beforehand and smiles. She continues to the door and slowly opens it; and slightly closes it as she makes way to the washroom. She stands in front of the washroom but her eyes see's the room next door. She wonders to herself if it's unlocked. There is nothing wrong with taking a quick peek. She slowly walks up to the door and places her right thumb on the top and index finger on the bottom. She slowly and quietly tries to turn the handle. It turns slightly, giving her hope, but stops. It's LOCKED.
Becca silently curses to herself, but then walks back to the washroom and uses it. She then slides herself back into the main suite silently and moves to the opposite side of the bed. She slides in and notices something amiss. B's cock is semi standing up. Her eyes grow big and she looks at it and then up to him and back down. She licks her lips; can't pass up an opportunity for some sweet cream. She throws the covers over herself and moves down to his groin. Then grabs his cock with her left hand and starts jerking it up and down until some clear fluid escapes from the tip. She smiles and then leans forward to lick it up with her tongue. The taste is so yummy, and she wants more. So she licks the crown, then the base of his cock up to the tip before plunging down and slowly take more of him into her mouth. She can slowly taste herself and his essence on his cock; and it tastes wonderful. She continues to stroke and plunge down, taking more of him down her throat. She loses herself in that moment. The need for his cream is too much and tasting herself fuels her desire.
B is having a vivid dream, and it's heavenly. In his dream, he thinks to himself that he can actually feel his cock being sucked in his dream cause his cock is twitching from side to side on its own. He slowly wakes up and feels movement underneath the comforter. He feels the air moving along his body as someone is stroking and swallowing his cock. His eyes take a while to adjust, but the noticeable slurping sound coming from underneath tells him it's indeed real and not a dream. As his eye adjusts, he takes a peek and sure enough she is going to town on his cock. An idea springs to mind, and then a smile appears on his face. He then rolls to his left side; making it easier for her to take him deeper into her throat. He reaches down and pushes her hair away from her face. He then grabs the back of her head and gently pushes her down on his cock.
Becca calms herself down and allows him control. She takes all of him down while her tongue slides back and forth along the base of his shaft. At the moment, she is in ecstasy. Once he lets go, she slowly rises off his cock and caresses his cock with her lips and tongue as she goes. More pre-cum comes up, and she licks it off, then circles the crown once more before taking him back in. She keeps bobbing up and down his shaft, stroking him and urging him on. Her hand then slides down his shaft and caresses his balls. She can slowly feel that he is getting bigger with each stroke.
