It had been a very long year.
She had known, of course, when he'd offered her the deal that it would be. Even after having him routinely withhold orgasms from her for the entire course of their relationship except on rare, ecstatic occasions, she still had not been prepared for withstanding a full twelve months not just without cumming but without receiving
any
sort of pleasure from him or from herself. She wondered, many times, why she had agreed to it, but he had promised her
some
sort of period of being able to get herself off as much as she wanted to after she'd done it, though she didn't know how long that period would be or how long she'd have to wait for it.
More importantly, she knew he wanted her to make it through the entire year as proof of her devotion to him. She did her best to prove that every single moment, but she knew he thought she still had a ways to go as far as being a
perfect
slave for him, and she dearly wanted to achieve that goal.
He
had certainly received plenty of pleasure during the year, of course--practically every time she saw him involved a blowjob. She certainly couldn't complain about that--while it had greatly heightened her frustration, in a way it made her feel better than getting any pleasure herself would. Much as she craved it, she also loved the idea of giving it to him without receiving any. It made her feel so much like
his
.
It had been two days now since her year was up, and this was her first time seeing him. She was hoping against hope that
something
was going to happen, but she had no idea what her chances were. She had
agreed
to a year, yes, but there was nothing to stop him from extending it beyond that if he wanted to, and he had never exactly been fair to her.
He had an important meeting that night, and had let her accompany him as he prepared for it to "keep him company." She was very excited because she hoped that he had just a bit more than that planned.
They were alone in an empty room adjacent to the room where the meeting was to take place. He was sitting across from her, looking gorgeous in his glasses (which were always enough to push him way over the top from even his usual extreme sexiness for her) and a black suit (seeing him dressed nicely was another thing that acted as an instant turn-on). Just staring at him sitting there was enough to make her overwhelmingly horny. Even when he wasn't doing anything with her at all, just his presence was enough to set her off.
He suddenly stood and approached her. Her heart was beating fast. Was something actually going to happen, at long last?
He grabbed ahold of her shoulders, gripping them tightly, and pulled her up roughly to standing. Heart beating faster, faster, faster. Him being forceful with her combined with the idea that maybe he was finally going to use her somehow were enough to make her pussy throb madly.
He pushed her against the wall. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressed against her and whimpered. God, if he didn't do something to her now she didn't know how she would even survive it. In this whole year she had never stopped aching for him for even a moment and he was making it so much worse now.
"I'm sure you're absolutely desperate for my cock right now, aren't you, my little slut?"
It always seemed so strange to her that he asked her question like that when he knew the answer
damn
well. But she supposed he just liked hearing how much she needed him, hearing her admit what a slut she was for him. It must make it so very clear to him how completely she was
his
.
"Of course sir. You know I've been desperate for your cock all this time, and you're making me even more desperate with what you're doing right now."
"Well, maybe, maybe,
maybe
your Master will be kind enough to let you have it, if you do a good enough job begging him," he said. He was rubbing up against her now, still holding her firmly against the wall.
God, the feeling of his cock rubbing against her that way. She wasn't sure how he could even expect her to form thoughts coherent enough to answer him, but she wanted him in her so badly that she did her best anyway.
"Oh god sir, please please
please
let me have your cock in my pussy. I've been needing it
so bad
and it's been
so long
. You know what a dirty slut I am for you and you know how I want to be full of your cock all the time and it's been
so
long and I've just been losing my mind the whole time. And of course what would really be best about it would be knowing that I'd be giving
you
pleasure--I know that that's the
really
important thing. Please please
please
sir."
"I wasn't so sure about it until you said that last bit. I must admit, you manage to be a very good slave for me sometimes. You are absolutely right--
my
pleasure is all that matters. Any pleasure you ever receive is completely incidental."
He pulled back from her, pulling her shirt over her head and then reaching down to quickly remove her skirt and panties. She felt so much more turned on now, standing exposed before him this way. She hoped more than anything that the sight of her wet pussy was pleasing him.
To her great surprise, he suddenly began to rub her clit. He so rarely let her have any pleasure without him getting it too, and
god
after a full year she had forgotten what being touched there even felt like. She moaned loudly and opened her legs to him, beginning to buck her hips just a moment later.
He laughed. "So very, very wet for me. So very, very slutty--just how I like you. Even though I would of course use your body whenever I wanted to whether it made you feel good or not, knowing what a filthy little cockslut you are pleases me very much. It makes me feel so good to own a slave who is so horny for me all the time. Especially when I can torment you by withholding pleasure from you for so long--it's terribly amusing to know how much you're struggling, how desperate you are. It feels so good to exert so much power over you."
"It's been so so hard but really I love it too sir. It really does show me how much power you have over me and you know that makes me feel better than anything."
He stopped rubbing her then. She was aching from the sudden lack of stimulation, but she knew it would be just a moment before he was fucking her, and knew how much better that would be--both because
nothing
felt better than his cock filling up one of her holes and because, as she'd just told him, being able to give
him
pleasure was what she wanted more than anything.
He pulled off his pants and boxers then and her pussy throbbed unbearably at the sight of his cock. She spread her legs even wider for him.
He laughed again. "It still never ceases to amaze me exactly
how
slutty you are," he said. "You would just be filled up with my cock every second if you could, wouldn't you?"
"Oh god sir that would feel so good! I wish I could have that so much, but getting to have it in me at all is going to be so amazing too."
He took hold of her shoulders again, holding them so tightly, making her feel so completely powerless against him as he held her firmly against the wall.
And then his cock inside her oh god his cock inside her after what felt like an entire lifetime without it. She had always known how amazing it felt, which was why she had wanted it so much for the past year, but she did not remember it feeling
this
good.
She wanted to wrap her arms around him, but with him holding her in place she couldn't do anything, couldn't do anything at all but just stand there helplessly, feeling as if she existed for no other reason but this, surrendering herself to him completely.
He began thrusting into her harder than she could remember him ever doing it before. He was so thin and did not look at all powerful, but the force with which he was holding her down combined with the hardness of the fucking made it so clear to her how much he was. Being full of him would feel so good no matter what, but knowing how strong he could be made it even better. It felt so unbelievably good to be taken by a man who could overpower her so very easily.
"Do you know how lucky you are that I'm giving you the honor of letting you have my cock in you right now?" he asked. "Do you know that I could keep withholding it from you for as long as I wanted to--
forever
, if that was what I wanted?"
"Yes sir, I know that very well! Thank you so much sir! I do feel very very lucky right now."
"I can't believe how wet you are," he said. "I'd always known what a dirty whore you are, but right now you are reminding me exactly how much of one. Tell me how good it feels to be fucked hard by me right now, whore."
"Oh sir, it is not even possible for me to put into words how good it feels," she said honestly. "Nothing else could possibly feel as good as being full of your cock, being full of it in whichever of my holes would please you most at that moment. And how you're pushing me down so hard against the wall makes it feel so much better. I love it so so so much when you make me feel completely helpless, when you remind her how weak I am compared to you."
She was still not thinking very clearly but had a very important question she wanted to ask him.
"Sir?"
"What is it, slave?"
"I was just wondering if fucking me this way is pleasing you too. You know that is really what I want more than anything. I hope so much that I am!"
"Yes, you are pleasing your Master very much right now," he said. "You should be quite proud. It has made me so happy to be able to leave you desperate and struggling for a year, but I must admit it is very pleasurable for me to be filling up one of your slutty little holes again at last. I hope you remember that your holes are really all you consist of. You are absolutely
nothing
but a set of holes, and those holes exist
entirely
for my pleasure."
"I could never forget that, sir! I know that better than anything!"
He was still pounding into her pussy so incredibly hard, so much harder than he usually did, and it was actually starting to become painful for her. She had wanted his cock so desperately, and she still loved having it fill her up, but being rammed into by something so big and powerful over and over was beginning to become too much to bear.
"Sir...I don't want to complain of course, but my pussy is starting to hurt. Could you maybe...try to fuck me not
quite
