Karen woke up, smiling as she felt Sam's lips on her arsecheeks. Glancing at the alarm clock she saw it was almost 10, and though she had enjoyed the lie in, Karen closed her eyes again for a minute, enjoying her sub's gentle kisses.
"Morning bitch" Karen purred, still waking up. "You can give my arsehole a kiss while you're down there."
She let out a slight moan as Sam obeyed, parting her cheeks and kissing between them. For several minutes he caressed her arsehole with his lips, his hot breath sending shivers up Karen's spine. Eventually Sam couldn't resist the urge to taste, gently brushing his tongue against her crack. As Karen offered no protest he continued licking her crack, French kissing his mistress's arse. Above, Karen sighed, biting her lip as Sam worshipped her anus with his tongue. She began playing with pussy, fingering herself with her right hand, while pushing his head further into her arse with her left. Sam continued rimming his goddess, by now able to taste her arousal. Karen continued masturbating, grabbing Sam's hair as she climaxed. She turned over, catching her breath as she put her fingers in his mouth. Sam's cock, already erect, throbbed as he tasted his owner's pussy.
"Clean me up, but gently" Karen ordered laying back, as her sub got to work, slowly lapping at her pussy, exploring her folds with his tongue. Delicately he began sucking on her lips. Again Karen closed her eyes, she was in heaven as he sensuously licked up and down her pussy. After a while she could feel her arousal building up again, as Sam began softly sucking on her clit. Soon Karen once more reached orgasm, this time with her slave's face trapped between her thighs.
"I think it's only fair you bring me breakfast in bed, seeing as I gave you some" Karen giggled, pushing Sam's head away from her pussy. Her sniggering continued when she saw his erection, dripping with precum. Though she had let him cum last night, Karen resolved not to this morning, she found he was much more obedient that way.
Downstairs in the cool kitchen, Sam's erect cock began to subside, much to his relief, though he hoped he would not have blue balls all morning serving Karen. Quite often she would have Sam kneel in front of her while she was on the sofa, and make him edge himself while she kicked him in the balls. She would laugh as he begged to cum. As he finished preparing Karen's breakfast, Sam hoped she was not in such a sadistic mood today.
Sam returned to the bedroom, placing a tray on the bed next to Karen with eggs bacon coffee and fruit. "I could do with a foot massage, make yourself useful" she remarked, as he knelt before her.
"Come on, chop chop" Karen ordered playfully, stretching her legs out from under the duvet, indicating for him to get to work.
Sam began gently rubbing her feet, gradually massaging firmer, before using his lips as well as his hands. He was in a state of bliss, lapping at her arches, then sucking on the balls of her feet, and finally swirling his tongue between each of her toes. He kept glancing up at Karen, who was watching TV, flicking between channels and sipping her coffee, as if having a naked sex slave on his knees, sucking on her toes was completely ordinary.
"Slave, my legs and back are aching from last night, go and get the body butter, you can massage the rest of me." Karen ordered, switching off the TV and lying face down in the bed.
Sam returned, and warming the body cream in his hands, began at his mistress's calves pushing up to her thighs, before pressing and kneading back down with his thumbs. Sam continued massaging her legs, working his way up to her buttocks before he was stopped.
"Do my back first, save my arse until last" she said mischievously.
Sam continued rubbing up her back, Karen groaning as he pushed down with his palm and wrist, before rubbing her shoulders. He couldn't resist kissing her neck, turned on by serving such a sexy, mature and demanding goddess.
He then went back down to her arse, and resumed massaging. "I want you to massage my cheeks, but get your face between them and suck my arsehole" Karen ordered blissfully.
Quick to obey, Sam once again began kissing her arsehole, however this time there was a loud pfffffttt, and a laugh from Karen as she farted in his face. He had no choice but to breathe it in as he kept massaging her arse with his lips.
