The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

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Monday May 01, 2017

Oh god, her nipples were so hard, her pussy was pulsing with need, his hands held her face gently but firmly.

“That’s right, feel the need building, let your body be swept away with the feelings.  Let your mind go deeper and deeper in the the emptiness that makes you feel completely at peace.”

His voice was relaxing but somehow kept her on edge at the same time, just like it had in the past.  She knew it was getting worse… or better?  She couldn’t really tell any more.

She let out a gasp as his thumb ran over her lower lip, she looked in to his eyes and felt herself fall farther in to the emptiness.

“What is this for?” he asked.

He blinked, the emptiness engulfing everything she had no answer for him, then his voice from a previous time came to her.  It filled the emptiness with meaning and words that she let flow threw her and emerge from her lips.

“This mouth is made for sucking Master.”  A small orgasm washed over her as she said it and she pushed her head back even farther as she closed her eyes for just a moment.

“Good.” he replied and moved his hand down her neck, between her breasts and across her stomach until his fingers found the folders of her pussy.

“And what is this for?” he asked again.

The emptiness was vast, but once more the words flowed through her and this time she almost knew them before they were spoken.

“This pussy is made for fucking Master.”  Another, larger, orgasm crested and she squeaked out a sounds of pure bliss.

His hand came back up and he took her face between them.

“Very good, and what are you for?”

“I am for your use Master.”  She spoke the works without waiting for the emptiness to fill with them and was rewarded with the best orgasm yet.

He smiled and stood up, opening his robe his hard cock hovered just in front of her face and she knew what to do as she parted her lips and let him slide it in to her mouth.

He reached down and squeezed her breasts and pulled on her nipples and he stroked in and out.  With each clutch, tweak and thrust a small orgasm washed over her.

He was using her and she was so happy to oblige.  Somewhere, deep in the back of her mind, she could remember a time when it hadn’t been that way.  She’d been his roommate, a smile living arrangement between two people who had respect for each other.

But now she knew better.  It was his apartment and he owned everything in it, including her.

She felt him push in deep in to her throat and stiffen, then tasted his cum flow down in to her stomach.

He grabbed her nipples and pulled hard as her orgasm rocked her body, causing it to spasm as her eyes rolled back in to her head.

Somewhere in the distance, she felt him pull out of her mouth and a mix of cum and spit run down her face.

“That’s better, a full three weeks this time before I had to re-enforce it.  At this rate it will be permanent in two, maybe three more sessions, then I can finally get all that rent you own me when I sell you on the black market.”

She laid there and smiled, her Master had used her and was happy with her, that was all that matter.  Well and that he would be using her more, that was all that was important, not what he might do with her after he was finished.

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