Category: eroticliterature
Dirty Airlock [FMMM/anal/very short!]
Diary of a Slave: Domestic Servitude [M/f][BDSM] [Sadism]
10/11/16
Master’s office
NYC
Dear Diary,
This week Master said it was time for me to learn to serve him.
Master is sweet but he is also very strict. This is our week-day schedule:
8am Master showers. I wait outside with a towel to dry him once he finishes. Sometimes while I am on my knees to dry his legs he takes the opportunity to use my mouth for its original design, which would mean as a receptacle for his cum. He grabs me from the back of my head and rams his cock down my throat, hard. That is a treat for me and Master says it will only happen when I am very good.
8:30 While Master gets dressed, I cook him breakfast (two eggs, scrambled, and bread lightly toasted). I also serve him tea. He takes it with no sugar and just a drop of milk. The first few days I put too much milk in and he pinched my nipples so hard that my sorry tits were bruised silly and hurt for days. Now I know the exact color the tea will make when I stir it so that I have prepared it perfectly. The smell of it makes me wet.
The Royal Garden 02 (spy genre) [humil, MF, sm, fsub, mdom, nc, voy]
A Visit With a Friend [MF]
I get to your door a little earlier than we agreed on, but I decide to knock anyway. I hear some rustling around and then hear you call “come in, it’s unlocked!”.
I open the door and walk in. You’re sitting on the couch under a blanket, looking very cute and cozy. You’re watching a romantic movie — the one with the protagonist that reminds me of you. The whole scene before me is basically perfect.
I put my bag down by the door, remove shoes and coat and settle into the chair across from you. I’d rather sit next to you and share that blanket, but that’s not really what we agreed to so I try to be content just being there. The movie is on and you seem to be enjoying it, so I don’t really say anything to distract you.
I’ve already missed most of the movie, and it’s been years since I’ve seen it. I’m just starting to get into the plot again when I hear a quiet sigh from over in your direction. I glace over and you’re looking straight at me. We make eye contact and you blush slightly and look back to the TV. I’m not really sure what to make of that, so I tell myself that it’s all in my head and try to focus on the movie.