Dear Master

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you begin to unbuckle your pants, my breasts heaving, my little nipples so hard they felt almost painful.
    You stepped out of your pants, and I gazed up at you, spreading my legs and looking between my knees at your tight white bulging briefs. You bent forward and slipped these down over your toned muscular thighs, then stood up again, revealing a beautiful, perfect cock.
    Master, your cock was incredible. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. Even from a distance, I could tell that it was thick and long enough to pleasure me completely. It was rock solid, too, the head a beautiful light pink color, and you climbed up onto the bed, positioning yourself between my legs, bringing your face up near mine for the first time. You smiled, and I felt myself smiling too as I you began to softly touch your cock head to my pussy lips, spreading my own juices around the opening to my cunt, before finally slipping yourself inside me.
    I gasped, feeling my tight pussy stretching to accommodate you, and I wished I could throw my arms around you, drawing you close in to me, digging my nails into your broad, muscular back. But instead I could only squirm a little painfully on my bound hands as you began to pump your thick hot rod violently in and out of my cunt. And with each slam of your cock into me, Master, you sent another intense wave of white hot electric pleasure rocketing around my body.
    Your face was only inches from mine and your breath was surprisingly sweet and I moved my mouth up towards yours. At this signal, you reciprocated, pressing your lips hard against mine, and I felt the sharp brush of your stubble as we kissed passionately, your tongue exploring my mouth, while your beautiful dick continued to fill me up completely.
    “Take me, Master,” I whispered in your ear. “Do whatever you want with me.”
    And at this, you slammed yourself even harder into me. I could tell that you were working for your own pleasure, which in turn sent a new wave of thrills through my trembling body.
    Oh, it felt just as good as I imagined it would Master.
    I wished it could last forever.
    Then you reached down between my legs as you fucked me, Master, touching two fingers to my clit which was so incredibly swollen. Did you notice? Did you feel it standing out from my clit hood in a hard little bean? You worked it in circles, and I felt a sudden fresh orgasm build and crest within me, flashing around my body, causing me to cry out, your cock still sliding in and out of my clenching pussy as you took my body, seeking out your own pleasure too.
    “Fuck my ass, fuck my mouth,” I gasped, once I was able to speak again. “Take me however you want, Master.”
    At this, you stopped fucking me, sliding yourself out of me, leaving my pussy yearning, aching deliciously for more.
    You flipped me over, once again onto my front, my body trembling, my head hanging down off the side of the bed. You came and stood in front of me, leaning over me and I felt your fingers move between my legs. Your cock was right there in front of me, Master, right near my face, while you leaned over and toyed with my pussy and ass. I eagerly watched your glistening dick, moaning, desperate to taste it, and as soon as it was within reach I opened my lips and took you eagerly and feverishly into my mouth, tasting that beautiful salty tang of your cock, and the sweet mixture of your precum and my own juices. I sucked on your hot throbbing cock head, taking as much of you into my mouth as I possibly could, and I heard you grunt and sigh with pleasure, your fingers still massaging the tingling opening to my ass.
    After a while, you tugged your cock from my mouth with a final wet pop, and then climbed over me, gently pressing the hot tip of your cock against my eager, willing asshole.
    I was so ready for you, Master.
    I thought of all that training you put me through and I was ready for you, finally, my Master …
    I felt a final shiver of pleasure as I concentrated now purely on

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