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�Damn" she thought, "slept too long".
He smiled down at her, crossed to the bed and lay down next to her.
She glanced at the clock; it had only been an hour since she lay down!
She thought: "He is early!"
She rolled into Him and snuggled close. He put His arms around her and held her tightly.
He obviously missed her as much as she missed Him, she marveled in her own thoughts.
�Master, Sir?� came her soft voice.
�Yes, slave� He replied.
�Your slave loves You, Sir,� she stated happily.
�I know she does,� He laughed and looked at her.
He began fondling her supple tits, pinching and probing their nipples with His powerful fingers.
She moaned and her hand found his growing cock through his pants.
�You need some dick, don�t you?� He more stated than asked.
She nodded her head and He got up off the bed. She watched Him with a sparkle in her eyes; she loved the way He looked.
It had been a long time for Him to be without His slave, and He ached for her, but couldn�t let her see His desire, not yet. The need she had for Him was intense and He knew it, but He would taunt her a bit more before He satisfied them both.
The communication between them while she was away was constant and she had been both good and bad, the passion even on the phone was extreme.
He would command her, and she would obey Him, no matter where she was, who she was with or what she was doing. He knew this, but there were times when she would talk back to Him; sass Him as it were, to provoke the sadist in Him.
These were the times that He would commit to memory, for He would add them up and punish her in due time.
The punishment she needed was also a satisfaction of a need, the need to feel pain, the need to be controlled, even forced.
He too had the need to inflict pain, be controlling and know force upon her.