From Email to Slave

She throws her head back one last time, her body stretches to its full length, her muscles tense, she lets out a deep moan from the depths of her lungs, starting slowly and building. With her pussy muscles clenching down on his cock through the entire length of his penetration, he cannot take it any longer either. As if with perfect unison, they both cum at the same time, he buries his cock all the way in her slippery wanting pussy and holds it there. His hips pressed firmly against hers.

He shoots load after load deep inside of her, her muscles milking every last drop out of him as her own wave of orgasm after orgasm pulses through her body, not stopping, only building to even more intensity than she thought possible. She felt her juices pushed out of her pussy, it was too full, they both felt them squirt up between them and cover them in a mixture of sex juices. As he released his last load, he collapsed on top of her panting, sweating, tired, satisfied.

After a few moments, able to move, he rolled off of her, and off the bed. He reached in his pockets and pulled something out. She saw him do this, but couldn't quite see what it was. She was afraid at this point, what could it possibly be, she couldn't take any more, her body couldn't take any more. He walked back over to the bed, and reached out and undid the cuffs with a key, and placed them on the night stand.

Then he said, "roll over and get on all fours." She thought to plead, but knew better of it. She did as she was told. He moved behind her, on his knees. She couldn't see what was going on, and was anxious, but couldn't wait to find out. Finally she felt something pushed into her pussy, it went in very easily, but it was bigger, stretching, shorter. She was confused, horny, excited, and trusted her master. Then it was pulled out with very little else. She was wondering if that was it, maybe he couldn't get hard again, maybe he was actually done...

Mid thought, she was shocked alert suddenly. He pushed something slowly, but firmly into her ass. It stretched her beyond the limits, but it went all the way in, and then she was less stretched, but still full. She had a small orgasm wash over her. Nothing like before, but still good, from the shock, from the stretching, from the intense feelings. She stood there on all fours, just waiting, just wanting, just... just... feeling incredible.

He moved next to her, laid down on his back, looked up into her eyes, and said, "you may rest now." And she collapsed onto his chest, snuggling close, feeling his sweaty body, his scent, his breathing, still feeling her asshole stretched, feeling happy and owned. And not a moment after her head hit his chest, with his arms wrapped around her, she passed out, sleeping so soundly from exhaustion. "Goodnight" he breathed softly to his slave.