I watch TV alone. Lord X has been gone for the day with business meetings. It was a lonely day. I’d tucked the kids into bed and now I sat on the couch watching some slightly frightening romantic paranormal drama that kept making me roll my eyes. I have a serious craving for chocolate and scrounge around the kitchen, but find my stash depleted of all candy.
Drat.
I sit back down on the couch and flip open my laptop and write on my novel while the drama continues. Suddenly my cellphone buzzes and I pick it up to see a text from X.
X: Silver, do you need me to pick up some groceries for us?
Silver: Yes, there are a few things.
X: Send me a list.
Silver: KK. Bananas, Strawberries, Apples, Milk, Noodles, Paper Towel, Eggs, Chocolate…
X: Chocolate, huh?
Silver: Pleezzzzz
He doesn’t text me back after that. Hmmm.
The drama is getting intense now. A frightening monster is on the loose. I put down my laptop and forget about the novel. Suddenly the door opens and it’s Lord X home, but I practically jump out of our skin because our dog goes on a tirade barking at the sound of the door opening (he probably could sense I was getting tense from the show lol)
“It’s just me, Duke,” I hear Lord X laugh.
Duke snuffles at him excitedly, jumping up in the air.
I hear the sound of grocery bags rustling as Lord X unloads them into our kitchen.
“Why don’t you put these away, Silver?” He says.
I obediently get up and start putting the refrigerated stuff away. Duke continues to crowd Lord X as he walks out the garage once more to get the final bags.
In one of the bags my mouth practically waters as I pull out assorted chocolates. Yes! I practically do a little dance. Immediately I pop a caramel chocolate in my mouth.
Lord X returns with the last bags and grins. “I see you already found the chocolate.”
“Yes!” I say, flashing him a gooey smile.
He laughs and walks into the living room. “Whatcha watching?”
“Some paranormal drama,” I say. “But we can watch the TV show we usually like. How did things go?”
“Great,” Lord X says. “They say I can start work on their project now. The payments are agreed upon too.”
“Yay!” I say, and give him a kiss on the lips. “I’m so proud of you. Here let me help you relax, I can undo your belt for you.” I rest my hands on the buckle and very slowly undo his belt then I slide the leather out quickly and place the belt in his hand.
“What are you doing, Silver? I’m kind of tired, I don’t think we should play right now,” he says.
“One little slap with your belt, Lord X?” I ask him as I pop another chocolate in my mouth seductively and raise my skirt up so he can see I’m wearing a thong and my butt cheeks are bare.
“And then you’ll let me be?” He asks with a chuckle.
“Of course!”
He takes the belt in both hands, runs his fingers over the leather for a second, then SWISH-TASH! A nice stinging slap of leather on one of my round fleshy cheeks.
I’m instantly wet and I squirm with delight and moan as my vagina tightens. “Ah-hh,” I cry. “That was good. You always look so hot when you do it. You know just how much to give.”
We switch to our TV show and enjoy an episode. Just as we turn on the next episode Lord X asks me if I’ll massage his head. Of course I oblige him. Part of the D/s dynamic is enjoying giving acts of service, I love serving Lord X. It makes me happy. I sit with his head in between my breasts as we continue watching the show. I start to feel horny. His nose and lips so close to my now perky nipples is driving me crazy. With my left hand still working on his head I slide my right hand down his chest, abdomen, and then inside his pants and underwear. I pull his penis up from the fabric and start tugging gently on him.
He moans softly. “Oh, Silver, you’re so good to me, baby.”
“I’m his lordship’s humble servant,” I say seductively. “Whatever makes you feel good, Mr. X.”
“Just keep doing what you’re doing,” He says hoarsely. His cock is growing in my hand. I love how it feels as he fills up with blood and becomes solid and large. It’s incredible the transformation that takes place. I continue to tug up and down the shaft, once in awhile, moving my fingers over the velvet skin of the head.
He catches my hand. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.”
“I was afraid you’d never ask,” I pant, in between my legs is hot and drenched with arousal over my servicing him.
He stands and has me kneel in front of him. “First though, I want to fuck your mouth.”
“Yes, sir,” I murmur and lick my lips while gazing up at him. He undoes his pants and his erection touches my lips. I open my mouth and run my tongue from in between his balls, up the base of his shaft, and then swirl it around the head. I repeat this process once more.
“Open your mouth,” he groans the command.
I open my small mouth around his head and he gyrates his hips back and forth, fucking my mouth slowly so I can use my tongue. I can take him about six inches down, but no further, from this position.
His hands fist in my hair and tug. Oh, sweet pleasure. I moan. I can feel his blood throbbing in his cock.
“Enough,” he pants, and pushes my head off of him. “I’m going to make you cum, then finish you from behind.” He says. Praise mixed with a delicious threat.
I’m already deep into my pleasure spot. My body is aching for release now. I’ve serviced him to his pleasure. This knowledge, this ability, means so much to me.
He lays me on my back and pins my hands above my head, then uses his hips to spread my legs apart and thrusts himself deep into my wanting, wet, heat. My eyes roll back and I let out a cry. So deep. My body is filled with him. He thrusts faster, rocking his hips up and putting his full weight between my legs.
“Again! Please, oh, yes, yes, YES!” My final shout as I cum hard. He remains in me deep during the orgasm rocking just enough to keep me going for what feels like forever.
Once I’ve come back down and lay there panting underneath him, he kisses me on the lips, then lowers his mouth to my ears and growl, “Now turn over, my pet.”
I start to turn over, but I’m too slow for him. He grasps me by the hips and flips me on my stomach, his hips still keep my legs spread apart and he gives my butt a smack. “Nice,” he murmurs, before his hands grasp my hips and impale me on his erection. He rides me hard and fast. One hand is in my hair, tugging, the other hand he sticks in my mouth and pulls ever so slightly on the corner of my lips. The sensations burn through me. He has me fully under his control. I cum unexpectedly and my scream is muffled on his fingers.
“That’s right, you pretty bitch,” he taunts, his voice dark and deep. “You know who is in control, don’t you?”
A shiver runs through me, I run my tongue against his fingers. His thrusts get more rhythmic, I can tell he’s about to release. The filling of his full, hot cock inside my clenching pussy is enough to tip me over the edge once more. With every thrust I cry out and whimper in pleasure.
Finally a groan of release escapes his lips and he grasps me by the hips and spills his load inside me deep.
My body drifts off. My eyes close and we both lay panting. Still connected bodily, mentally, and emotionally. I sigh with pleasure. I will never tire of serving him, just as I know he will never tire of doting on me.
Drat.
I sit back down on the couch and flip open my laptop and write on my novel while the drama continues. Suddenly my cellphone buzzes and I pick it up to see a text from X.
X: Silver, do you need me to pick up some groceries for us?
Silver: Yes, there are a few things.
X: Send me a list.
Silver: KK. Bananas, Strawberries, Apples, Milk, Noodles, Paper Towel, Eggs, Chocolate…
X: Chocolate, huh?
Silver: Pleezzzzz
He doesn’t text me back after that. Hmmm.
The drama is getting intense now. A frightening monster is on the loose. I put down my laptop and forget about the novel. Suddenly the door opens and it’s Lord X home, but I practically jump out of our skin because our dog goes on a tirade barking at the sound of the door opening (he probably could sense I was getting tense from the show lol)
“It’s just me, Duke,” I hear Lord X laugh.
Duke snuffles at him excitedly, jumping up in the air.
I hear the sound of grocery bags rustling as Lord X unloads them into our kitchen.
“Why don’t you put these away, Silver?” He says.
I obediently get up and start putting the refrigerated stuff away. Duke continues to crowd Lord X as he walks out the garage once more to get the final bags.
In one of the bags my mouth practically waters as I pull out assorted chocolates. Yes! I practically do a little dance. Immediately I pop a caramel chocolate in my mouth.
Lord X returns with the last bags and grins. “I see you already found the chocolate.”
“Yes!” I say, flashing him a gooey smile.
He laughs and walks into the living room. “Whatcha watching?”
“Some paranormal drama,” I say. “But we can watch the TV show we usually like. How did things go?”
“Great,” Lord X says. “They say I can start work on their project now. The payments are agreed upon too.”
“Yay!” I say, and give him a kiss on the lips. “I’m so proud of you. Here let me help you relax, I can undo your belt for you.” I rest my hands on the buckle and very slowly undo his belt then I slide the leather out quickly and place the belt in his hand.
“What are you doing, Silver? I’m kind of tired, I don’t think we should play right now,” he says.
“One little slap with your belt, Lord X?” I ask him as I pop another chocolate in my mouth seductively and raise my skirt up so he can see I’m wearing a thong and my butt cheeks are bare.
“And then you’ll let me be?” He asks with a chuckle.
“Of course!”
He takes the belt in both hands, runs his fingers over the leather for a second, then SWISH-TASH! A nice stinging slap of leather on one of my round fleshy cheeks.
I’m instantly wet and I squirm with delight and moan as my vagina tightens. “Ah-hh,” I cry. “That was good. You always look so hot when you do it. You know just how much to give.”
We switch to our TV show and enjoy an episode. Just as we turn on the next episode Lord X asks me if I’ll massage his head. Of course I oblige him. Part of the D/s dynamic is enjoying giving acts of service, I love serving Lord X. It makes me happy. I sit with his head in between my breasts as we continue watching the show. I start to feel horny. His nose and lips so close to my now perky nipples is driving me crazy. With my left hand still working on his head I slide my right hand down his chest, abdomen, and then inside his pants and underwear. I pull his penis up from the fabric and start tugging gently on him.
He moans softly. “Oh, Silver, you’re so good to me, baby.”
“I’m his lordship’s humble servant,” I say seductively. “Whatever makes you feel good, Mr. X.”
“Just keep doing what you’re doing,” He says hoarsely. His cock is growing in my hand. I love how it feels as he fills up with blood and becomes solid and large. It’s incredible the transformation that takes place. I continue to tug up and down the shaft, once in awhile, moving my fingers over the velvet skin of the head.
He catches my hand. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.”
“I was afraid you’d never ask,” I pant, in between my legs is hot and drenched with arousal over my servicing him.
He stands and has me kneel in front of him. “First though, I want to fuck your mouth.”
“Yes, sir,” I murmur and lick my lips while gazing up at him. He undoes his pants and his erection touches my lips. I open my mouth and run my tongue from in between his balls, up the base of his shaft, and then swirl it around the head. I repeat this process once more.
“Open your mouth,” he groans the command.
I open my small mouth around his head and he gyrates his hips back and forth, fucking my mouth slowly so I can use my tongue. I can take him about six inches down, but no further, from this position.
His hands fist in my hair and tug. Oh, sweet pleasure. I moan. I can feel his blood throbbing in his cock.
“Enough,” he pants, and pushes my head off of him. “I’m going to make you cum, then finish you from behind.” He says. Praise mixed with a delicious threat.
I’m already deep into my pleasure spot. My body is aching for release now. I’ve serviced him to his pleasure. This knowledge, this ability, means so much to me.
He lays me on my back and pins my hands above my head, then uses his hips to spread my legs apart and thrusts himself deep into my wanting, wet, heat. My eyes roll back and I let out a cry. So deep. My body is filled with him. He thrusts faster, rocking his hips up and putting his full weight between my legs.
“Again! Please, oh, yes, yes, YES!” My final shout as I cum hard. He remains in me deep during the orgasm rocking just enough to keep me going for what feels like forever.
Once I’ve come back down and lay there panting underneath him, he kisses me on the lips, then lowers his mouth to my ears and growl, “Now turn over, my pet.”
I start to turn over, but I’m too slow for him. He grasps me by the hips and flips me on my stomach, his hips still keep my legs spread apart and he gives my butt a smack. “Nice,” he murmurs, before his hands grasp my hips and impale me on his erection. He rides me hard and fast. One hand is in my hair, tugging, the other hand he sticks in my mouth and pulls ever so slightly on the corner of my lips. The sensations burn through me. He has me fully under his control. I cum unexpectedly and my scream is muffled on his fingers.
“That’s right, you pretty bitch,” he taunts, his voice dark and deep. “You know who is in control, don’t you?”
A shiver runs through me, I run my tongue against his fingers. His thrusts get more rhythmic, I can tell he’s about to release. The filling of his full, hot cock inside my clenching pussy is enough to tip me over the edge once more. With every thrust I cry out and whimper in pleasure.
Finally a groan of release escapes his lips and he grasps me by the hips and spills his load inside me deep.
My body drifts off. My eyes close and we both lay panting. Still connected bodily, mentally, and emotionally. I sigh with pleasure. I will never tire of serving him, just as I know he will never tire of doting on me.
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