On my knees, legs spread, palms upward resting on my thighs to the sun. It's rays kisses my bare skin like a breeze through a field of grass; with a swish the blades sings a gentle lullaby.
My back straight and then arched, a bead of sweat rolls down my spine. A sensual silhouette. My face forward, held high and confident; eyes castdown in respect; a small smirk on my full lips, a velvet touch. My breasts a soft handful of creamy weight.
My breath hitches as he enters the room. On full display in my lust, I crave him. I can sense his eyes on me. Feasting on my exposed form causing my heart rate to climb. My breasts move with the effort of my breathing.. his eyes zero in on my dusty rose nipples.
I need his touch. I need him to use me. He circles me; a bunny rabbit in the corner shuddering as the wolf salivates at his catch. He licks his lips...a shiver runs from my lips to my heated core; a chain of fire that he holds the lead of.
His eyes consume my body, his strong hand reaches for my face, he cups my cheek and I melt into his touch; a hot spring as I sink into its depths.
He pulls my eyes to look onto his. Thoes grey pools pulling my soul to the bottom. I feel like I could get lost in thoes pools. A sweet surrender of serene simplicity.
After he has had his fill I am dismissed, and I have passed his inspection once again. My heart leaps at the pleasure in his eyes. My submission more pleasing then any sexual act I could ever preform.
As I rise he grabs my curls and whips me over the bed. My ass exposed he give me three firm swats onto the sensitive flesh. Burning red I cry out in pleasure and pain. My center flooding like a floodgate.
His chuckle makes my heart just again and he plunges his cock deeply into my hot flesh. The motion so sudden that it lights the fire that was idle in my core. I cry out consumed by pleasure as he uses me to relax; his fist wrapped in my curls a vice of the best type.
I feel my center filling with pressure... it's coming... I am coming. He pulls harder at my hair pulling my back to his chest as he thrusts as deep as he dared.
His lips lock on the place where my neck meets my shoulder. His teeth makes a sensual pressure. I can feel the pressure of his mouth, marking me for all to see.
He bites down and I cry out as I climax for the second time as he fills me to the brim with his seed. My body shakes with aftershocks of pleasure. He puts his hand around my neck, his cock still inside me.
"You are mine," he growls into my ear.
This is why I submit, his pleasure is my pleasure. I live to serve my Master. He is my whole world. He is my God. And I am his faithful deciple.
-Pandaish
