Bathing Master. Soapy water glistening off of Masters skin as slave washes the days dirt from His body. Admiring, slave is surprised as His hand connects with cheek and slaves eyes fill with tears and she moans...
Like a bitch in heat she presses against Him and reaches for His cock eagerly, hoping He will allow it. "Did I tell you to stop washing Me slave?!" Master says, then emphasizes with another slap "Am I clean slave?" He demands more then asks. "No Master" slave replies as she resumes washing His body...
Master pushes slave to slave's knees and shoves His cock into slave's throat until she chokes. Gagging on His hard flesh cutting off the air she fights not to struggle, then loses to instinct and tries to get just a little breath but His handful of hair makes it impossible. Master pulls back slightly with a chuckle, allowing slave a few gasps before thrusting back in. The look on Masters face is savage and He growls when slave fights Him and looses as He uses His strength to help slave obey.she has tears running down makeup streaked cheeks and blood in a tender mouth. she is trembling as Master pulls slave off of His cock by the hair and looks at His drenched little slave and grins deviously. Knowing that slave is trembling out of eagerness and that His filthy little pain slut is aching for Him to slide Himself in slaves soaking pussy. Master releases His handful of hair, steps out of the shower and says "Don't keep Me waiting slave, I have use of you".
*happy sigh*... What more could a slave ask for after a long day at work?
