Mike can see the curves beyond her hips. What beauty they convey, places to lay his hands as they make love. Silvia moves so she is right above her slave’s face. She wants to have a little fun before letting it all out, so Silvia begins to play with herself. Her fingers glide around her wet crotch. Two fingers massage the crest of her pussy. She moans loud and her knees faulter slightly. Slowly, she can feel the pressure build up. “Okay, get ready for it baby. Is your mouth open?” Silvia moans as she slowly begins to drip. Her drip turns onto a steady stream. Her urine is on the clear side because of how much water she drinks before her shows. Mike’s eyes are closed, but he can feel her waste pouring down on him. She truly owns her now, their behavior connects to the animal world. A submissive male lion being coated and soaked in their owner’s pheromones. She bends down closer to him, now inches away from his face. Silvia holds onto her bed for balance and says seductively “Look at you, covered in your master’s piss. Pathetic.” The color chokes him slightly and his mouth catches some of her falling juices. “Your taste does not compare to anything else. I want more of it!” Silvia’s stream of love ends, but she wants to please her slave, so she puts on foot onto his chest. Her feet were cold slightly, different to the warmth he had been feeling this whole evening of passionate lovemaking. Mike can see the immaculate detail on each toe. The glossy finish on her toenails depicts a reflected image of a man who has been stripped of masculine features. She puts a little bit of weight on his chest and can hear Mike grunt slightly. “I bet you wish you could touch or taste me right now baby. Only after I cum you can have one more treat for being such a good little manservant.” She licks her hand and begins to finger herself slowly. Her pace quickens and fucks herself with her hand and then her dildo from before. Her legs start to quiver, and she moans louder and louder. Mike can only watch as she gets to pleasure herself instead of having Mike do it for her.
She dangles herself above him like bait on a hook above a lured fish. It’s essentially what she did the whole time he had been her assistant. She teased him with alluring dresses and words of phrase. It was only when he was caught sniffing her panties that she began to reel in her catch. The fish on the other end is one to hold onto, one to keep as a trophy on a shelf to be used as a decorative object. Silvia massages her clit more, the intensity leading up to her climax causes her to lose her footing. Mike grunts and she finishes finger herself as her legs shake uncontrollably. Silvia moans as she screams “This is all for you my slave, enjoy my sopping wet pussy!” Silvia’s pussy gushing with her flowing juices, accepted into the mouth of Mike. He can not distinguish from which is her taste and which is his.
Sitting on his face, Silvia wraps the leash around her hand making the tether tighter and tighter. She can feel his breath from his nostrils on her body. His tongue extends as much as it can into her fruit. Mike licks the lips of her fruit, and tongues the insides of her thighs. He begins to play with his panties. He grips his soft dick through the soaked lingerie. Mike mimics the motions he is making with his tongue with his cock. The floor around him is soaked with their love, the smell is very intense for him. If they do it on the bus would it smell like this? Maybe if he was able to drink every drop it wont be that bad. Would Silvia help with the laundry if they add this to their post-concert ritual?
Silvia sits there for a moment, and then moves off him lying next to the bed. She takes a moment to catch her breath and says while lightly playing with his hair “It’s funny threatening to fire you if you don’t do what I say.“ Mike notices a change of her tone to what he hears out in public. “Definitely going to keep you around more Mike, but you’re more than my assistant; just remember that baby.” Mike sits up and joins Silvia, he lays his head on her shoulder. “Of course, I like when you use my Silvia – I mean mistress.” Silvia laughs and smiles while looking in his eyes “You can call me Silvia now, I think I just really needed that for now. But remember, I’m definitely going to keep you as a slave when the doors are locked and we are alone.” She gives him a kiss on the cheek and stands up, offering a hand to him. “Let’s take a shower together, it’s nice to get a little clean after being so dirty right?” Silvia jokingly says as they make their way to the bathroom. Silvia turns on the shower head and they both stand by the sink waiting for the shower to get as hot as they just were.
The looks that they share are ones of lust and care. He takes off the panties and places them in the laundry bin by her makeup stand. As he does so, he can hear Silvia get into the shower and start humming. Mike walks in and joins her, he is greeted by the sight of a soaken wet goddess eyeing him up. Her hands run through her hair just like she did to his. Mike can see her arm muscles flex as she gets her hair wet. He noticed before that she had a strong grip, but those muscles can do a lot more to him than he thought before. To Mike it looks like she has the most beautiful smile on her face. It’s like they were caught in the rain and they are sharing a tree to try and keep dry. He never realized that when being this up close to her, she is a couple inches taller than him; he stands up on his toes and gives her a kiss on the lips. She responds by chuckling and moves her hand, gripping his butt. “You do have a great butt baby, it was fun pegging you. I loved hearing you moan with pleasure baby.” She rests her head on his shoulders and they sway slightly. The sound of water hitting the tub floor is like raindrops in a quiet storm passing through. “Hey, you have to get wet too before we lather each other up. Get under the water baby.” Silvia spins Mike to the front of the shower, the water pours onto him.
It’s refreshing to say the least. The warmth running down his body reminds him of what amorous behavior they had gotten into tonight. He closes his eyes and mimics the way Silvia combed her hair with her fingers. It feels so good; the warmth, the feeling, the nature of it all. “It’s nice to get cleaned up, we were pretty dirty huh.” Mike says as he moves his hands down his body, making sure to get every inch of his body. “Yeah, we really did get pretty dirty didn’t we? What do you say we get a little more dirty before we get the soap?” Silvia pushes her body against his. Mike almost lost his footing and grabs onto Silvia for balance. Even after what they did, Mike still stammers “I – um yeah we – we can do that sure.” She slides down his chest with ease.
She starts by kissing the tip of his cock. Silvia sensually kisses it, she can feel the water dripping all over her body. Mike rests his hands on top of her head; petting and caressing her hair. She’s more careful with his crotch now, but still has some of her residue dominance. Maybe it doesn’t go away, she always wants to feel some sort of dominant behavior towards Mike. She plays with his balls, clenching them like a claw machine grasping at its prize. Silvia goes down further on his shaft. It wasn’t fully erect when she began, and the feeling of it growing in her mouth is new to her.
She can feel it grow, throbbing with anticipation.
She can feel it grow, Mike’s hands pressing a bit on the back of her head.
She can feel it grow, grasping his manhood with forceful care.
Mike begins to thrust into her mouth. Her tongue curls around his cock, like sucking on a delicious hard candy cane. Silvia tenderly sucks on his cock and places both her hands on his butt. She goes with his movements, as she pulls him closer into her. “Faster! Faster damn you, I want you to throat fuck me!” Mike begins to thrust fast and thrust hard. He can feel his dick sliding past her tongue and into the back of her throat. She slaps his ass hard and they both moan with pleasure. They both want more; more passion, more love, more of each other. “I can’t hold it anymore, let me cum for you!’ The sounds heard from Silvia’s mouth are animalistic, approving of Mike to unload into her mouth. Mike screams with orgasmic pleasure, and unloads his cum into her mouth. Silvia can feel each undulation of his cock. It throbs slightly, then pumps more of his delicious juices into her mouth. She looks up at him and all she sees is his eyes squinted together and his mouth wide open. Mike looks so cute like this, being used for pleasure. She takes his cock out of her mouth and it makes a slight popping sound, like a vacuum losing suction.
Silvia stands up and pulls him closer to her by gripping his cock and jerking back. Their lips lock together once more. Mike was not expecting her to save some of his cum for him; so she does care about him. Their tongues dance as the mixture of saliva and cum lubricate the dance floor of their mouths. Their dance is like a ballad of love. It begins with an electrifying jaunt of star struck lovers, leading into a threatening lovemaking natural jig, and finishing with a somber slow dance below the stars in the night sky. They both swallow and take turns nibbling on each other’s necks and earlobes. They will have their own share of love markings for sure. The two begin to sway again, a love connection higher than the clouds above. “Do you think we should start getting sudsed up now? I’m sure our tea is practically room temperature by now.” Silvia says as she reaches for the bar of soap on the edge of the tub. She turns Mike around and begins gliding the soap across his skin “I’ll clean you, and you clean me baby.”
Mike’s skin is already so soft in her arms, adding soap to it is like touching cotton. His skin is a little pale compared to hers, but other than that he really takes care of himself. She begins by sudsing up his arms. The soap follows the small rolling hills of his muscles, she can’t help but feel him up. How does he find the time to weight lift? Could this be just from carrying her luggage everywhere? He really does do a lot for her, even before this new proposition she had offered him. From his arms she moves onto his back. His shoulder blades are as toned as his arms, so not much but you can tell its there if you got as close as she did. Do props for her show way a lot? Shouldn’t someone help him while they set up? Silvia realizes how strong of a man he is, and that whole time she had dominated him. She feels good about it, having someone like him be a slave to her is like living the dream. She moves further down his back, the white lathered up soap really makes her red handprints stand out on his ass. Out of a concerned tone she asks “Hey um, did me slapping you hurt at all? Like hurt hurt?” Mike laughs and scratches his head as a nervous tick, “Well no not really. Like I felt it, but I liked it. It was nice and kind of sexy to have that done to me.” Silvia gives a small hum of affirmation and lightly kisses the two red spots on his ass. She stands up and says “Okay, turn and face me baby. I have to do your front now.” Mike spins to face her directly. He does have a nice body, it’s enough to play with and toss around if need be. He has some hair on his chest, but it looks nice and well kept. She runs the soap through his pecks and stomach area, before moving onto his crotch. There is a definitive difference between Silvia caressing and her massaging or cleaning with her hands. As she washes his cock it grows a little, but stays small. “You do have a nice dick Mike, just in case you didn’t know.” She chuckles as she gets the last spot on him and stands up. “Well I think I do too, but it was pretty hot to have you compare it to your dildo.” Mike extends a hand for the soap and changes places with Silvia.
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