jennaslave was nervous. It was the second time He'd stopped her on the stairwell outside the villa to touch and play with her. He lifted her skirt again and pressed her back against the stark white concrete wall while He kissed her deeply and fucked her wet cunt with His fingers. The sun shone on T/them brightly and jennaslave thought it felt as if the whole world was looking at T/them at once.
It wasn't loving Him publicly that had her dismayed. It was the thought of someone seeing how lewdly she bucked against Him wanting more and more. She would gladly strip naked and beg her Master to fuck her there on the stairs and at the same time flush with the embarrassment of what she was willing to do for this Man, this Master of her body and soul that she loved with all of her heart.
Every fiber of her being screamed "No!" but jennaslave grabbed her JaredMaster's wrist and drew his fingers up to her lips, letting her skirt fall back down to its proper place. Licking and sucking his fingers she began to beg, "Please, Master, take me inside and let me show You how much I love Your cock, please!" I want to worship Your beautiful cock!
JaredMaster's loving gaze turned icy. "That is the second time you have stopped Me, jenna!" Instantly she began to apologize but JaredMaster was already pulling her up the stairs. He pushed the card key into her hand and commanded her to open the door.
Hands trembling jennaslave tried desperately to apologize, "i am so sorry, JaredMaster! Please? Forgive me?" Finally the card slid home and the door opened. Jared forced her through the door and had her stripped and kneeling in front Him before she realized that it had happened. He stood before her with collar and whip in hand.
"Am I not your Master? Have W/we not, with this collar, been bound together as Master and slave?"
"Yes, JaredMaster!"
"And as your Master, is it not My responsibility to provide for your needs and protect you in every way?"
"Yes, JaredMaster, Yes!"