The man gasped as the girl sucked out every drop of his cum, and collapsed nearly on top of her. He recovered in a moment and started untying the girl's silken ropes binding her to the bed. She was clearly his now: he wasn't worried about her doing anything to him that he didn't ask her to. He looked into her eyes and saw her expression of deep, deep adoration; he was floored for a minute as he realized the extent of his power over her. He could ask her to do /anything/, and she would instantly leap into action.
The moment broke, and he rolled over onto his back on the bed. The girl, now fully untied, sat six inches from him on the bed. He could see her trying to restrain herself from jumping onto him, since he hadn't asked her to touch him again.
"Come cuddle with me." He barely saw her move; one instant she was six inches from him and the next he was entwined with her. He could /feel/ her incredible sense of relief as she was allowed to touch his skin. They fell asleep in a cloud of good feelings.
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The man slept lying on his back, and moaned and writhed around a little. Strange, incredibly pleasant sensations were intruding into his dreams; soon enough they woke him entirely. The strange dream sensations transitioned instantly to an amazing feeling in his cock; he slowly realized that the girl had woken him with a blowjob. As she had shown the previous night, she was excellent at this; this time, however, she was leading.
She ran her tongue up and down his cock, swirling it around the head when she reached it. He gasped and twitched slightly as he felt the incredibly strong sensations coming from her motion. Her mouth was hot, wet, and slick beyond belief and moved to touch all the most sensitive places on his dick, making him involuntarily thrust up from the bed into her mouth farther; she just pushed against him and held him down with her hands to keep him from hurting her. She did /not/ keep his cock from sliding further into her throat than she had ever had before; she coughed and gagged a bit but then adjusted. He felt like his cock was going to explode by now, but held back to see what else his slave might do.
She felt his cock sliding further into her throat than anyone before. There was a moment of a... /strange/ feeling; she was coughing and gagging on his cock, but she simply couldn't feel anything but near-orgasmically pleasant when he was so deep inside her. She paused and took a moment to just relax; her throat relaxed as well and allowed his cock a bit further still into her, but the sensation was all pleasure now. She felt like her pussy was burning for him, soaking wet, but she got such a rush from obeying him and making him cum that she didn't care.
That was it for him. The moment she relaxed and his dick slid that tiny bit further into her slick, textured, warm, and wet throat, he felt his balls contract convulsively. He fought the urge to put his hands on her head and push; he was already as deep inside her as he could be and he just wanted to fill her. A massive orgasm swept up his body as he pumped gush after gush of hot semen into her. She swallowed without thinking about it at all; her throat was open to him and they both knew it.
She felt his cum pouring into her; it felt like huge amounts of some hot, syrupy liquid were being pumped down her throat without her even needing to consciously swallow. Each burst of cum was accompanied by what felt like a full-fledged orgasm, over and over and over again. His cum seemed to flow into her forever, but after an eternity of pure ecstasy at being so filled by him, it finally stopped. She sucked at his cock to get to every last drop; each /drop/ felt like someone was licking her clit. When he was completely cleaned, he pulled his cock the long distance out of her throat. They collapsed together, limbs entwined. He felt so powerful, so compactly muscular, wrapped around her. She felt so incredibly sexy, not to mention hot and wet, at the thought of how completely she had been used. She felt like his toy right now, more than his slave.
The silence was broken by a whisper. "You're my toy. You're a /great/ toy."
She answered in her own whisper "Do you read minds?"
His face wrinkled. "Not that I know of, no. Why?"
"I was just thinking that."
