You know the rules. Though ive had contraced Subs I’d never ask or force anyone to sign. You have given up control. A casual observer would never guess. You are a strong, intelligent and confident woman. A leader in your industry. Managing teams of people. Little do they know when you get home as soon as the door shuts behind you. You give up all control. It’s the only time in your day you can let the waves take you away. Sometimes choppy yet calm you know today a storm is brewing. You have told me what you have done. I am waiting in front of a roaring fire place as you arrive. The flames dancing in my eyes. Mirroring what is going on in my mind. You can not make eye contact because deep down you know what you did. You let your coat slip down your shoulders and silently puddle at your feet. You flick your heels to the corner of the room. You take your black lace underwear off. Down your thigh passed your pointed toes gripping them in your hand. Kneeling down you fall to my feet. “I’m sorry Daddy” you whimper. Handing me what is mine. “Not a word” I growl. Gaze still down cast you nod your head ever so slightly. I take your proffered offering. They are soaked, your aroma strong enough to make my nostrils flare. Waiting a moment as if contemplating i reply with “open your mouth.” You part your lips without hesitation. I take your panties and stuff you. “You are having trouble following direction”. You nod. “You know this is something i must punish” more firmly this time you nod again. I grip your arm and sit you next to our bedroom door. “You may not cum” I state and you know this command to be law. I open the bedroom door and laying there tied down is that you slut we picked up at the bar weeks before. And she was a screamer. Your heart rate speeds up as i go in. I leave the door open just a hair giving you a full view. I mount her and all you have eyes for is my firm ass held tight shoving into her like a parched man needs water. Her moans can likely be heard outside the house. You part your legs at the sights and a puddles forming on the hardwood floor. You know it’s bad but the embers of your sex is burning. Your hand finds there way under you skirt and you rub and play while watching the show. Your mouth is watering and mixing with the left over messes you made through the day. For some reason this turns you on even more. That whore doesn’t deserve your Master you think. Her screaming orgasm comes to a crescendo and it take every fiber of your being not to cum. “You may come clean up” I command. Unable to stand you crawl your way to our bed letting me remove the gag from you. cleaning us both thoroughly with your tongue. I left my spunk on her chest. You know that is yours. side eyeing this intruder in your bed. You greedily lap it up. “You did well kitten” i whisper in your ear. Beaming with pride you know we give each other needs. You may sleep around and i may hold You to a high standard but I am you perfect Master and you are my perfect sub. We make mistakes and learn continuing our adventures you by my side or a puddle at my feet.
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