Good morning Master!

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She tiptoes out on small soft feet. Her hand hides a smile, she seeks out
a treat! Her Master is sleeping just beyond the wood door, so swiftly she
moves, never creaking the floor. She wets her pink lips with a quick flash of tongue,
so anxious she is about what's to come. Resting her palm on the door knob, she shivers!
Beneath her soft robe, her body now quivers. turning the knob she sneaks into the room,
her Master sleeps nude, neath the sheets to exhume!

So softly she giggles at his "morning wood", then grasps it gently, like a good slave girl should. He jumps for a moment, peeking down at the bed, but now all he sees is the top of her head. Her sweet mouth moves slowly, caressing his shaft, unable to stop it, he looks down and laughs. His good little pet has come in for a snack! He grasps her hair firmly, then gives her a whack.

She moans out her pleasure, wriggling her rear, She knows that his orgasm soon will be near!
He groans out aloud then, his cock starts to throb, his own pretty slut going down on his knob.

Both their moans fill the air at the feel of his swelling, he tugs her hair firmly, enjoying her yelling! Quickly he presses her hard to his cock, filling her throat, he's hard as a rock. She chokes then, and sputters,her eyes fill with tears. He holds her in place, his thighs locked round her ears.

She drinks of him eagerly, choking it down, then sits up, wipes her lips while adjusting her gown. She smiles at Master, her soft lips so sweet, then promptly curls up in her place, at his feet.

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LapisLazzuliLapisLazzuliover 13 years ago
Refreshing

I was pleased to read this. Quite visibly so. How nice to have a jaunty sub with a bit of joie de vivre. One tires of doomy self-abasement, don't you know!!