yes sir

the firm thrust of your palm against my back
bends me over the cold glass of the cofee table
my nipples jump to attention.
a firm slap on my ass exploding through me
i look over my shoulder, always your slave.
my thighs tingle as my panties slide down
your fingers tickling, teasing, making me drip
you grab my long hair, forcing my head against the glass
running your finger slowly up and down between my cheeks
pressure
you slowly rub around the ring of my ass
pushing deeper as you go
the pain is delicious i can't pull away
pleasure
you slide two fingers into my dripping snatch
gliding them in and out
a moan escapes my lips and you spank me again
i feel the pressure again
your slippery fingers sliding deep into my asshole
i push back
deeper
my head snaps back as you pull my hair
driving hard
as deep as you'll go
i feel the quiver building
deep inside me
a few more thrusts and i'll lose myself
just
a
little
mor......
stop
my head throbs as you pull my hair
lifting me off the table
i kneel in front of you
disappointed
screaming for more
but now it's your turn
a slave always has to wait