Worked overtime today, slave has become very well acquainted with the shovel the past three days. That's whats nice about work though, it's always different and she doesn't need to pay a gym...
Master has been torturing slave with once a week sex for a while now *whimper*.
she walks around soaking wet all day, every movement and slave remembers the seams...
As dirty minded as she is, everything reminds slave about sucking cock or fucking. Then she starts thinking, and she is very imaginative so she gets even wetter...
Any time slave manages to direct attention to other things Master is right there to brush against slave's skin, breath across the back of slave's neck or look at slave like He wants to tear off the clothes that agonize all those sensitive spots...
Every once in a while when slave has calmed down, Master gives slave a look. A direct stare that she quickly looks away from but, she almost has to watch Him. Masters posture shifts almost imperceptibly, though it's more than enough. slave's heart speeds up and the skin on slave's body tingles, a anticipatory kind of thrill as the lowly predator becomes the hunted one. Master walks towards slave like He is stalking His prey, slow and deliberate with a hunger in His eyes *moan*. she feels ever nerve come alive, waiting, watching, and slave just wants to fuck Him right there. Well, not that that is unusual, she always wants Him but that fires slave all up. she likes a little bit of fear, pain and blood with sex *giggle*
slave is happily worn out today, and looks forward to a restful night. After begging Master to let slave suck His cock of course, she has been thinking of it all day...
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