Daily together

It is time for me to wait Him, my soul is warm with excitement at the thought. Kneeling in submission is the supreme pleasure in my life.

It is cold and i am wrapped up in warm fur shawl. When he arrives, leans over me and opens the front of the stole so he can watch my breasts. My breasts are hung up lovely, moving with each breath i take.

He gets up and goes to stand behind me, slips His hands down my chest and cups my breasts. I smile up at him as he rotates the nipples, hard, too hard, and kisses me on the back of my neck.

I stand, in the middle of the carpet. Than, «take off the shawl», he whispers.

I let it drop and shiver in the cold. I stand straighter and straighter, and he says, «good», slapping my ass hard.

«Michael, Sir», i say softly, «Your touch awaken me».

He plays with my breasts again and orders, with strong faith, «hands at the back of your neck». I do without mind and my breasts stand on.

He sucks on each nipple getting it large, and then tights a nipple clamp on each. I block and don't mind, i have become use to them, and after a moment the pressure feels good.

«Perhaps we need a little weight on them», he asks. His eyes break through my soul and He pulls out two weights hung, swinging them in front of me.

I keep my view straight ahead. He hooks them on the clamps, and they immediately pull my nipples down. I try not to react, but can't feel my breath going out, i feel my body tremble, hard.

Only in serving Him i find my complete freedom.

I look at him in smarting pain but his face suddenly turns very hard and he declares, «down on your knees, whore. You're going to be serving me.»

«Oh, yes, Sir», i smoothly reply, «weights are quite heavy, thank you.»

He smiles at me and i feel His hands caress and stroke the weights. Gingerly, my eyes run down over the chain and pain, i feel he violets me.

The feel of His hands makes my body react strongly, my pussy drenches already begin to just drip wetness. I want more, always want more from Him.

«Now, turn around and bend over the table. Slide up the table, so you barely touch the ground with your toes».

The table is cold, and i press my breasts hard against it.

«Spread your legs», he screws up, «wider», says, and i feel cold lube being rubbed into my ass. The tip of a butt plug plays with my pupil.

«You will keep the butt plug in, until i take it out», he declares and pushes it into me.

I am already ready, and moan as the plug is forced in and widens me.

Than he stops for a moment and admires the view. «You feel hot, slut, let me taste you», he says, than laughs, starting to spank hard my labia.

It stings at first, but gradually turns into a warmth that spreads over my whole lower body.

«Are you aroused yet? » he asks, touching my cunt deeply. Yes, i am, and He is satisfied.

«Now, i want to spread your labia, with clamps», he says, and His thoughts free me.

I admire He is so clinical, and touches me, and teases me and makes me want much more and more these things. I feel like a doll for His delight.

«I've got some straps to go around your thighs», he says as he wraps a bright dark band around the plumpest and most tender part of each thigh.

He cinches them securely. Each has a D-ring which he moves to the inside of my thighs. He feels inner than i can, i know, and he asks, «do they pinch, are they tight?»

«They are tight», i say «and i won't forget that i am wearing them, but they don't pinch too much.»

It thrills me just to say those words, the submissive words of my love slave.

He takes another pair of nipple clamps and attaches one to each D-ring. «Turn around», he says, «sit on the very edge of the table».

My body is His, i replay myself.

I scoot forward till my ass is just at the edge. «Spread your legs apart, wide», he orders. With a feeling of reverence mixed with growing passion i glance Him on: using one hand, he pulls my labia open and pinches. As he tights the clamps i cry out.

I squeeze my eyes shut and reach deep inside. «Sir, just stings», i say. My mind is His, to expand, to explore, to know as only He can. I have no secrets from Him.

Tears of bliss begin to flow, i feel the pleasure and the pain blending inside of me and reach for my reverence, to stroke Him and tell Him that I want Him.

He hits my labia very hard and touches my clit, «you're My little toy», he says, «My slut pet». «You're Mine».

He stands up and kisses the top of my head and i feel in happiness, my cunt drops down.

Michael moves in front of me, then parts His legs.

«Get your head between my thighs, Slave», he orders me, gestures with his fingers for me to walk to him. «Walk and lick», he commands.

I quickly obey, am soon on my knees at His feet. He seems to tower over me, presses my face against His cock, gentle stroking between His thighs, getting an incredibly strong whiff of His passion.

My lips touch the soft mat of pubic curls and the fragrance of His skin increases so strongly that i suddenly twist my tongue all over the warm flesh. I swallow His juice. His cock rises and rises, my throat groans when i feel His strokes filling me.

I let myself go and abandon everything to Him. I am His precious little cum slut.

The more i lick, the hotter He feels and His juice grows up even more, i can hear His beastly moaning above me.

My tongue is like a flicking snake, caressing up and down the cock, stimulating with the hardening pressure.

Then, «now baby, dear», he whispers, «i want you to stand and be right here in front of the door, on your hands and knees with your widened ass up in the air, so ours friends will see you as soon as they enter. Hurry up, now.»

I smile at him and get into position, His words echo in my head, the weights hung on my nipples make me feel even more.

I can feel Him vibrating through me, i find pleasure, joy, and fulfilment from being His submissive princess.

(To Michael)