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| He knew she must obey Him for every slave was compelled to be very obedient, no matter what.
Together these things fulfilled an aching need in them both. He squeezed a nipple hard and she whimpered slightly. He reached down to feel His property�s hot wet pussy, running His finger up her slit to the drone of her moaning. His cock rose to attention as she reached down and felt it through His pants. He slapped her hand and she quickly pulled her hand away, whining. �Master, Sir?� came her soft voice again. �Yes, slave?� He replied. �She wants You, Sir� she told Him. �I know she does, but it doesn�t matter what she wants, its what I want that matters,� and He grabbed her hair and looked her in the eyes, His tone got very deep then. �Got that, bitch?� She responded: �Yes, Sir,� in her little girl voice. He let her go and rose off the bed, undressed and pointed at the floor; she caught her breath, but instantly moved to her knees at His feet, and took His semi-hard cock in her mouth. �Suck it, slave� He told her. She ran her tongue around the head and put the entire length of Him into her mouth forcing the head into her throat as far as she could. He grabbed her hair and forced His dick in and out of her mouth with a rapid pace, then suddenly without warning threw her off Him and onto the floor on her butt. All she could do was look up at Him amazed and confused. He grabbed her by the collar, forced her onto all fours and with lightning speed locked her ankle to the bed rail. �That will hold you a while, brat!� He told her. Again she just looked up at Him, amazed and confused by His actions. �What did she, do?� she whined. �Slave, you know damn well what you�ve done and said to Your Master in the last six weeks, now don�t you think you deserve some punishment for all that?� All she could do was nod her head, an overwhelming sense of confinement came over her, she knew He had all the cards now and was about to play out His hand. He left the room and she heard the porch door opening and a rustling of cardboard. |
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