The water was hot and beat against her body relaxing aching muscles slowly. Victoria closed her eyes and sighed heavily leaning her forehead against the cool marble tiles, images of the last few hours flashing through her mind.
A prickle of cool energy ran along her body causing her to shiver slightly but she remained in the shower. She knew he had come back into the room. He would be inspecting the girl in the bed to ensure she had done what he ordered. She had made sure to tend to the bite on Ashley then gave her a very thorough sponge bath before tending to her own cleanliness. Still, something about the new girl brought a bit of worry to her mind, cast a bit of doubt into her perfect world.
"Do not worry, my pet," the deep baritone voice rolled over her as if smooth silk had been pulled across her flesh. "You are my favorite and always will remain so. Come."
Victoria shut the water off then turned to step out of the large stone shower. Her towel did not hang where she had left it though. She looked up to see her Master holding it in both hands, a warm smile on his face. "Allow me."
She stepped out of the shower and into the soft warmth of the towel, relaxing as he wrapped it around her and carefully began drying her off. He took his time, his hands moving slowly over every inch of her body making sure to capture all the water that clung to her. Dropping the towel beside them he stepped back, leaning against the wall staring at her naked body.
"You did well with the new one. I enjoyed watching you squirm and beg once again." He stared at her, his eyes locked to hers as a devious smile spread across his lips. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a strip of leather with a clasp at one end. Victoria's knees weakened slightly as she caught sight of the item, a moan filling the air around them.
"Good, you do remember what this is then. Come." She chewed on her bottom lip as she stepped closer. Her body was aching for his touch once again. She felt the tightness low in her belly. His smile grew feeling the change in her body, sensing her desire for him. Victoria turned around, giving her back to him as he reached around fastening the collar around her neck.
"May I ask why?" She asked softly as she turned around, her hand tentatively touching the leather collar at her neck. She loved when he had first given it to her, but he had taken it away many years ago when he had her start testing the new girls. Having it back in place now, after her being so defiant early in bed, caused a mix of emotion in her.
"I must beg your forgiveness, my pet. After all of these years I had forgotten just how much you truly enough the role of bottom." He reached for her, drawing her close against his body. She could feel his heartbeat, smell fresh blood on his breath. "You will still test the new ones, for I surely enjoy watching you, but you will once again be my pet in more than just name."
She opened her mouth to respond, his hand wrapping tightly in her hair, yanking her head to the side. She stared up at him, his eyes once again dark with power. His lips met her with such possession and passion, his tongue playing with hers in an endless dance of lust and love.
He broke the kiss, pulling her hair downward using it as a guide for her body to follow. Pulled her to her knees before him, she knew what he wanted. She had been with him for nearly a hundred years now, she knew what this position meant. She raised her hands towards the top of his pants, his hand quickly smacking them away.
"Do not touch until told to, do you understand?" He yanked on her hair firmly to emphasize his warning.
"Yes, Master."
Using his free hand, he undid his pants, pushing them just below his hips. The full length of his manhood, long, thick and hard came into her view and she whimpered softly. The low throaty chuckle that came from above her let her know her sound was not going to be punished. He began stroking himself inches from her face, long slow strokes from balls to tip and back. She licked her lips in anticipation of tasting him, the fire growing between her legs as her desire to feel him grew. He teasingly slapped her cheeks with his cock, holding her head in place with the handful of hair.
"Do you think you have earned this? Do you think you have earned the right to taste your Master's cock?" He continued to stroke himself before her knowing how it tortured her, knowing that not being able to touch him was her one true punishment.
"Please Master," she begged him, raising her eyes to his only briefly before looking back at the thickness before her. "Please, let me please you."
"Open." His voice a whisper, his energy running up and down her body. She did as she was told, moving her eyes to stare up at him as he preferred. He teased her lips with the soft flesh of the head of his dick, running it slowly around as if it were a lipstick tube. She flicked her tongue against it without thinking, her eyes wide as she realized too late what she had done. The growl from above her filled her body with a rush of fear just a moment before he thrust his hips into her. Her throat opened as much as possible but she was not ready for him, she gagged as he hit the back of her throat, her eyes beginning to water as he held himself there.
"Stay yourself or suffer." He growled down at her as he held himself deep in her throat for a handful of seconds longer then finally pulled free letting her catch her breath. She swallowed hard and shifted her position slightly as she opened her mouth again waiting. This time, he entered her mouth more slowly. A long full thrust nearly making her gag only to withdraw again. He repeated this over and over; this teasingly slow pace of fucking her face was driving her mad. She wanted to taste him, wanted to feel his hands on her body again.
He pulled out of her, holding his erect cock upwards exposing his balls to her. Victoria quickly began licking them, running her tongue up and down between them then moved to suck each one into her mouth carefully. She sucked one in, the flat of her tongue lapping at it before releasing and moving to the other. He groaned as he began stroking himself again. She continued to lick and suck on his balls the feel of his cock moving against her forehead fueling the burn she felt between her legs.
Her head was pulled from him roughly, her eyes locked back on his as he once again filled her mouth and throat with his entire organ. He began bucking his hips wildly, rapidly, slamming himself fully into her throat. Pressing the on the back of her head, he held her there, nose against his skin, throat and mouth clenching around every inch of his cock. Several quick small bucks of his hips and she felt the hot liquid shoot into her throat. His low growl of pleasure echoed through her body. She swallowed as hard as she could with him still in her; she knew that if she let any release from her mouth he would not be pleased. After several seconds, he slowly pulled free from her mouth allowing her to swallow completely, her throat burned from the abuse it just received.
He turned her head from side to side examining her mouth. He pulled her to her feet, kissing her forehead lightly as he released his grip on her hair. "That's my good girl. Get yourself dressed, we will have guests tonight. Make it something purple this evening."
He ran one hand quickly between her legs; her body trembled with his touch. She moaned loudly as he rubbed her clit lightly then walked away. She wanted to scream, wanted to beg for release "Master, please."
"Later." Was the only response then his energy was gone from the room.
A prickle of cool energy ran along her body causing her to shiver slightly but she remained in the shower. She knew he had come back into the room. He would be inspecting the girl in the bed to ensure she had done what he ordered. She had made sure to tend to the bite on Ashley then gave her a very thorough sponge bath before tending to her own cleanliness. Still, something about the new girl brought a bit of worry to her mind, cast a bit of doubt into her perfect world.
"Do not worry, my pet," the deep baritone voice rolled over her as if smooth silk had been pulled across her flesh. "You are my favorite and always will remain so. Come."
Victoria shut the water off then turned to step out of the large stone shower. Her towel did not hang where she had left it though. She looked up to see her Master holding it in both hands, a warm smile on his face. "Allow me."
She stepped out of the shower and into the soft warmth of the towel, relaxing as he wrapped it around her and carefully began drying her off. He took his time, his hands moving slowly over every inch of her body making sure to capture all the water that clung to her. Dropping the towel beside them he stepped back, leaning against the wall staring at her naked body.
"You did well with the new one. I enjoyed watching you squirm and beg once again." He stared at her, his eyes locked to hers as a devious smile spread across his lips. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a strip of leather with a clasp at one end. Victoria's knees weakened slightly as she caught sight of the item, a moan filling the air around them.
"Good, you do remember what this is then. Come." She chewed on her bottom lip as she stepped closer. Her body was aching for his touch once again. She felt the tightness low in her belly. His smile grew feeling the change in her body, sensing her desire for him. Victoria turned around, giving her back to him as he reached around fastening the collar around her neck.
"May I ask why?" She asked softly as she turned around, her hand tentatively touching the leather collar at her neck. She loved when he had first given it to her, but he had taken it away many years ago when he had her start testing the new girls. Having it back in place now, after her being so defiant early in bed, caused a mix of emotion in her.
"I must beg your forgiveness, my pet. After all of these years I had forgotten just how much you truly enough the role of bottom." He reached for her, drawing her close against his body. She could feel his heartbeat, smell fresh blood on his breath. "You will still test the new ones, for I surely enjoy watching you, but you will once again be my pet in more than just name."
She opened her mouth to respond, his hand wrapping tightly in her hair, yanking her head to the side. She stared up at him, his eyes once again dark with power. His lips met her with such possession and passion, his tongue playing with hers in an endless dance of lust and love.
He broke the kiss, pulling her hair downward using it as a guide for her body to follow. Pulled her to her knees before him, she knew what he wanted. She had been with him for nearly a hundred years now, she knew what this position meant. She raised her hands towards the top of his pants, his hand quickly smacking them away.
"Do not touch until told to, do you understand?" He yanked on her hair firmly to emphasize his warning.
"Yes, Master."
Using his free hand, he undid his pants, pushing them just below his hips. The full length of his manhood, long, thick and hard came into her view and she whimpered softly. The low throaty chuckle that came from above her let her know her sound was not going to be punished. He began stroking himself inches from her face, long slow strokes from balls to tip and back. She licked her lips in anticipation of tasting him, the fire growing between her legs as her desire to feel him grew. He teasingly slapped her cheeks with his cock, holding her head in place with the handful of hair.
"Do you think you have earned this? Do you think you have earned the right to taste your Master's cock?" He continued to stroke himself before her knowing how it tortured her, knowing that not being able to touch him was her one true punishment.
"Please Master," she begged him, raising her eyes to his only briefly before looking back at the thickness before her. "Please, let me please you."
"Open." His voice a whisper, his energy running up and down her body. She did as she was told, moving her eyes to stare up at him as he preferred. He teased her lips with the soft flesh of the head of his dick, running it slowly around as if it were a lipstick tube. She flicked her tongue against it without thinking, her eyes wide as she realized too late what she had done. The growl from above her filled her body with a rush of fear just a moment before he thrust his hips into her. Her throat opened as much as possible but she was not ready for him, she gagged as he hit the back of her throat, her eyes beginning to water as he held himself there.
"Stay yourself or suffer." He growled down at her as he held himself deep in her throat for a handful of seconds longer then finally pulled free letting her catch her breath. She swallowed hard and shifted her position slightly as she opened her mouth again waiting. This time, he entered her mouth more slowly. A long full thrust nearly making her gag only to withdraw again. He repeated this over and over; this teasingly slow pace of fucking her face was driving her mad. She wanted to taste him, wanted to feel his hands on her body again.
He pulled out of her, holding his erect cock upwards exposing his balls to her. Victoria quickly began licking them, running her tongue up and down between them then moved to suck each one into her mouth carefully. She sucked one in, the flat of her tongue lapping at it before releasing and moving to the other. He groaned as he began stroking himself again. She continued to lick and suck on his balls the feel of his cock moving against her forehead fueling the burn she felt between her legs.
Her head was pulled from him roughly, her eyes locked back on his as he once again filled her mouth and throat with his entire organ. He began bucking his hips wildly, rapidly, slamming himself fully into her throat. Pressing the on the back of her head, he held her there, nose against his skin, throat and mouth clenching around every inch of his cock. Several quick small bucks of his hips and she felt the hot liquid shoot into her throat. His low growl of pleasure echoed through her body. She swallowed as hard as she could with him still in her; she knew that if she let any release from her mouth he would not be pleased. After several seconds, he slowly pulled free from her mouth allowing her to swallow completely, her throat burned from the abuse it just received.
He turned her head from side to side examining her mouth. He pulled her to her feet, kissing her forehead lightly as he released his grip on her hair. "That's my good girl. Get yourself dressed, we will have guests tonight. Make it something purple this evening."
He ran one hand quickly between her legs; her body trembled with his touch. She moaned loudly as he rubbed her clit lightly then walked away. She wanted to scream, wanted to beg for release "Master, please."
"Later." Was the only response then his energy was gone from the room.
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