One More Slave Girl

One More Slave Girl

As soon as you get home I realize you've had a hard day, you've plopped down on the couch completely exhausted, not even paying attention to me or greeting me.

I know that if you were well, you would have approached me, torn off my clothes and been fucking me leaning over the kitchen table, not caring that I was preparing dinner.

Seeing that you don't react, I move closer to you and start massaging your shoulders, causing you to let out a small cry as you feel my fingers on your aching muscles.

"Lie down on the couch;" I say pulling your shirt up your arms to remove it, hoping you won't get angry at my boldness.

Without even looking at me or answering me you lie back on the couch and I sit on your legs to continue massaging you. It's not the kind of massage I'm used to, but I immediately notice how your muscles relax, and the knots that had formed are disappearing.

I take off my shirt and lie on your back, so that my tits are pressed against your body, massaging you with them as I move forward.

As soon as you relax you start to join in the game, your hand running down my thighs and into my shorts, gripping my tight flesh tightly. I smile as I feel you shift uncomfortably on the couch, a sign that in this position your erection is bothering you and it won't take you long to take control.

You do it seconds later, turning your body, grabbing me by the waist so that I do not move, leaving my breasts in that position at the height of your mouth, allowing you to take hold of my nipples perfectly.

You kiss my neck and lick my nipples, knowing perfectly well what that combination provokes in my body, in response I rub my crotch against yours trying to notice your erection through my pants.

I take off my pants and move my body forward across the couch, sitting on your face, putting my pussy within reach of your mouth. You've eaten my pussy more times than I can remember, but this is the first time you're going to do it in this position.

Your hands grip my legs tightly to keep me from escaping as your tongue thrusts into my pussy and your mouth sucks hard on my clit, I know if I let myself go I'm not going to take long to cum, and I know that's not something you're going to let me do.

I turn my body to bend over and free your cock from my pants, taking it immediately into my mouth, knowing that this way I'm going to distract you slightly from what you're doing.

I can't get enough of sucking your cock, wrapping it between my lips and taking it deep down my throat. I may have sucked many cocks in these months, but I can't forget that yours was my first.

You keep sucking my pussy, spreading it open with your fingers so your tongue can reach deeper inside. The moans coming out of my mouth are getting louder and louder, and I know it won't be long before I cum, I could ask you to let me cum, but I know that doing so is wasting my time and I try to hold back.

Finally you stop playing with my pussy, and without you having to tell me anything I move back across the couch until I'm on top of your cock, slowly descending to impale myself on it.

I almost cum as I feel it stretching its way into my pussy, but again I manage to hold back, moving my hips to feel it further inside. We kiss and you play with my nipples again, making the pleasure build up all over my body.

Our gazes meet, and you must see something in mine, because with a smile on your lips you give me permission to cum.

I throw my body back and start to speed up my movements, cumming in a few seconds, although that doesn't stop me from riding you, waiting for you to decide to cum in my pussy or order me to get up to do it on my face or on my tits as you usually do.

It doesn't take you long to cum, filling my insides with your semen, caressing the metal collar that adorns my neck as you do so. I'm not sure why, but you haven't made that gesture since you arrived, now you do it and I'm clear on the reasons why.

We have fucked differently than we usually do, we have kissed more than ever, but now you want to remind me of my place in this house and you do it in a way I did not expect.

"Lock the rest of the slave girls in their cages;" you say surprising me with that order. "Tonight you will be the one to attend to me and my friends during the game;" you add grabbing me by the waist to lift me off your cock, leaving me on the couch as you head for the shower.

I remain thoughtful not knowing how to react, until now you had never let your friends fuck me, I just sucked their cocks, but it was the other slave girls who got fucked. I thought I was special, and even more so after what just happened, but you have made it clear to me that for you I am just another slave girl.

THE END