A Good Somali Brother in Toronto
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Stay The Course Part 7: Day One In Toronto! free porn video
Please read the previous chapters to get the idea of the story line.
Master John opened the door and we walked into the lounge of our suite. The double doors to the right led to the bedroom with a King size bed.
I needed to get out of the clothes I was wearing and shower!
I slipped my coat off and dropped it on the floor, then unzipped my skirt and let that drop too. I stepped out my clothes and took my shoes off. Master John was watching me as I stripped, I turned and looked at him and unbuttoned my blouse slowly. When I got to the top button, the one that was covering my breasts I stopped.
“Keep going slut!” He growled grinning.
I slipped the last button through the hole and my shirt opened revealing my breasts being held up in my bra.
“Take the shirt off slut, it’s obstructing my view.”
I let my arms move back and dropped my shoulders so it would fall off me. I was standing in front of Master John in cum soaked stockings, suspender belt and a bra and my precious collar. I looked at him and smiled.
“I want to see all of you, now!” He said.
I put my hand up behind my back and un-clipped my bra and let it fall off me, my breasts dropped a little from where they were cradled. I un-clipped my stockings from the suspender belt and removed the belt. I rolled down the left stocking and took it all the way off and then the right one.
As I bent over I felt the butt plug move, I looked up at Master John and stood again. He stepped up to me, pulled me close to him and kissed me hard on the lips and slapped my arse.
“Let’s shower my slut!" He said taking my arm. "Then we can go and eat, you must be starving!”
I followed him to the bathroom. The shower was big enough for at least four people and there was a huge spa bath too. Master John turned the shower on then started to undress. I watched him take his shirt off and gasped when I saw his body. He was picture perfect with a six pack any athlete would be proud to show off. Tanned and smooth, I wanted to run my hand over his chest and bite his nipples.
“You should be doing this my slut.” He grinned.
“Oh thank you, Master John.” I said and stepped up to him.
I placed my hand over his chest and let it slide down to the button on his jeans. I undid the button and took the zipper and slid it down. I glanced up at his face and he gently stroked my hair. He took my hair tie out and let my hair it fall down my back. I pulled his jeans and boxer briefs down and his cock hung there semi hard. I kissed it and stood up. He was looking at our reflection in the mirror. The grid on my arse was now bruise lines with a red mark where Master John had slapped me.
“Your Master gave your arse a caning, my slut?” He whispered.
I turned and looked in the mirror. It was the first time I had seen the grid and I smiled remembering the night with my Master. It was hard to believe that was only two nights ago, and now I was on the other side of the world with Master John.
“Yes, it was the cane.” I said.
Master John turned me around to look at the grid then walked me over to the shower. I stepped in and he bent me over.
“Wait there, I have to get a picture of this!” Master John said.
He went for his phone camera and came back then put his hand on my arse. He turned the camera to take a video. Master John pulled on the butt plug, it popped when it came out of my arse. I groaned at the feeling of the release. I could feel cum start to drip out of my arse and run over my pussy. He swept some cum up with his fingers and leaned over to put them in my mouth so I could suck them clean.
“That’s my good slut.” He said.
Picking up a flannel he lathered it with soap, he washed my back and down my arse. I felt his fingers probe into my arse where the butt plug had just been. I moaned again as he pushed his fingers in as deep as they could go. Master John then licked up and around my arse as I was pushing back into him.
“Oh faaaaaark Master John.” I groaned.
I felt his cock at the entrance of my arse.
“I’ve been waiting a long time to get into this arse my slut. I’m going to use it every opportunity I get!”
“Yes Master John. I have been wanting your cock in my arse too.” I giggled as he fucked my arse.
He grabbed my wet hair and pulled me back into him, my arse swallowing his cock as he pulled me back. He pushed me off his cock and pulled me back again, I was panting as we were fucking. I felt my body tense again, heat building up from my center and spreading over me. I came, it was hard and it was long, my body shuddered uncontrollably. I felt Master John swell and shoot his load into my arse again. I was exhausted, and I thought I was going to faint. The heat of the water and the orgasm hitting me, I started to float. Master John felt me slip down, his arms went around me and he pulled me up into his chest. I leaned against him as the water softly washed over us.
Water has the most amazing feeling at any time. I closed my eyes and smiled, the last time I was in the shower I was with Sam. Master John washed me thoroughly, when we had finished we stepped out and dried each other. I stood in front of him wearing my collar and nothing else.
I went to get my bags from the lounge and Master John followed me. It was nice to be free to walk around naked, not having to worry about catching a flight or being in a confined space.
I took my body oil and brush out and took my toiletries to the bathroom. Brushed my hair and oiled it then put the body oil on. Sprayed on perfume, minimum makeup and I was ready to get dressed. Master John picked up my suitcase and took it into our room.
“Shall I pick out something for you to wear for dinner my slut?” He called to me from the bed room.
“Yes Master John, that would be lovely if you could.” I answered.
I walked in to the bedroom, Master John had taken out my black dress, black stockings, suspender belt and matching bra and thong. He had taken out my red woolen coat that went to my knees and black heels with the red soles.
“As soon as you’re dressed we can go.” Master John said. He was leaning against the door frame watching me pull my stockings on.
He walked over to me and clipped the suspenders on the back of my stockings and put his arms around me.
“I’m so pleased you’re here my slut.” He said.
“Me too, Master John.” I said leaning against him and looking up at his face. “Me too!” I repeated.
I took my dress off the bed and pulled it over my head. Master John moved my hair to the front and zipped the back for me. I looked in my bag for the red pashmina and slipped my feet into my shoes. Master John took my coat and smiled.
“You look lovely.” He said, taking my left hand and leading me to the lounge. “I have something for you my slut. I wanted to give it to you at the airport but the time wasn’t right.”
“You didn’t have to get me anything Master John.” I said.
“I know I didn’t have to, but you came here for me and I wanted to thank you for it.” He said.
“I asked your Master if it would be appropriate for me to get you a necklace. He told me about your collar, and that a necklace would just sit in your jewelery box and never be worn.”
Master John was holding my hand tight and he continued.
“I asked if I could get you something that was similar to the collar for your wrist so he described the collar to me. He also described the lock on your collar.” Master John looked at me. “I love the idea that you have that power to release yourself from your commitment to your Master. I asked him if it would be appropriate for me to do the same with this gift I have for you.”
I looked at him confused, “Why the same?” I asked.
“Because my slut, you are mine while you are here. Your Master has given his most prized possession to me for the duration of a week.”
He took my wrist and put a one hinged bracelet around it that matched my collar, right down to the D ring and the lock. He looked at me and grinned and put another one on the other wrist and locked it in place. I put my arms around him and kissed him passionately then put my arms out to look at them.
“I never need to wear another piece of jewelery again, thank you Master John, I love them!”
“He grinned at me, you're welcome my slut!” He held my coat for me to put on.
I put the pashmina around my neck as a scarf, picked up my purse and he led me out the door to the elevator. As we got into the elevator he took my hand and I felt him playing with my bracelet. I felt him tug on it, I looked down, and there was a chain attached to it that he was holding. I looked up at him and he was grinning.
“Do you like that slut?” he asked.
I smiled looking at the leash. “This is your collar?” I asked.
“Yes, that’s exactly what they are, and they are strong too.” He said and winked at me.
We stepped out of the elevator and walked through the lobby.
The restaurant where we were going to eat was a five minutes by foot. We headed out the doors and the cool winter weather hit us. Master John pulled me into him as we walked holding my hand with the leash attached to my cuff.
We walked into the restaurant and were taken to our table straight away. A booth table was perfect for what Master John had planned for our dinner. A young man named Steve came over and introduced himself to us as our waiter for the evening. He asked if we would like to take our coats, Master John took my coat off me leaving the leash attached to the cuff. He smiled as it dropped and hit the table while he handed our coats to Steve to hang up.
He picked up the loose leash and pulled me to him. He kissed me on the mouth and cupped my left breast finding the nipple and pinching it. I moaned in his mouth putting my hand on his shoulder. He dropped his hand down my body and under my dress pressing his fingers against my panties; he could feel that they were damp.
“Take them off.” He whispered in my ear.
I slipped my fingers into the band of my panties, lifted my arse off the seat and took them off at the table and passed them to Master John.
He sniffed them and handed them back to me.
“Fold them and place on the table next to your plate my slut.” He ordered.
I complied and placed them on the table where Master John directed. Steve walked back over to take our drink orders.
“What would you like to drink my slut?” he asked.
Steve frowned at Master John.
“Chardonnay please Master.” I replied.
I looked at Steve and smiled, he smiled back then his stare dropped to where my panties were on the table.
“Steve, is there a problem?” Master John asked the rather stunned young man who was looking at my panties.
“No, Sir. I... I... I will get your drink order now.” He stuttered and quickly retreated to the bar.
Master John looked at me and laughed. “Your bra, I will have that too.”
I twisted and leaned back into him so he could unzip my dress and un-clip my bra. I slipped the straps down my arms and went to pull it out from my dress from the top and Master John stopped me.
“Take it off from the bottom slut.” He growled.
I looked at him and blushed knowing my dress would ride up showing my naked pussy if anyone was looking our way. I put my hand up from the bottom of my dress and bending so it wasn’t completely obvious and pulled my bra down and out to give to Master John.
He grinned and took it from me and held it to his face, he passed it back to me and had me fold and place it on the other side of my plate. So the matching set was now on the table.
We had a lovely meal, I told Master John about my trip and who I met on the plane. We talked about what he had been up to and more so who he had been up to.
Several of the staff came over to our table to ask if we had any further requests and to look at my lingerie on the table. Every time one would come over he would ask.
“Slut, is there anything you would like this young man (or woman) to fetch for you?”
I would just grin and respond either “Yes, Master John, "or" No, Master John.”
When we were ready to leave Master John called Steve over to our table and asked for the check. Steve returned with the little folder that held our bill in and handed it to Master John. Master John took his credit card out and put it in the folder along with my panties then handed it back to Steve who grinned from ear to ear. Steve returned with Master John’s card and our coats. He held mine for me to put on and Master John passed him my bra.
“You may as well have this too Steve, it’s a matching set and my slut has no need for a bra with no panties.” He laughed and took my leash and walked us outside.
“You're very mischievous Master John!” I giggled as we walked out the door.
Master John stopped me outside the door and pulled me to him, kissing me softly on the mouth. His hand holding my arse pulling the coat up so the top of my stockings were in view, knowing Steve was watching us with some of his colleagues.
“Let’s go slut, I’m sure you must be tired you’ve had a hard day, and the night isn’t over yet.” He winked at me.
We walked into our suite and Master John helped me out of my coat and unzipped my dress. I removed the rest of my clothes. Master John smiled at me then put a blindfold over my eyes and led me to the bedroom.
“Stand right there slut.” He said in a calm voice.
I stood waiting, trying to figure out what he was doing by sound but he gave nothing away. I heard him by the bed then he sat me down.
He pushed me back gently then got me to roll over so I was on my hands and knees across the bed. I was kneeling there quiet, still not sure what he was doing then I felt his hand tap my chin. I opened my mouth; he traced my lips with his finger then put them in my mouth. I closed my lips and sucked on his fingers making them wet. He pulled them out then thrust his cock in so fast I didn’t catch a breath. I felt him hit the back of my mouth and he pulled out with the head still sitting in the warmth of my mouth. My tongue flicked around the eye of his cock tasting him and then around the rim of his head. I suckled his cock with my tongue and he slowly pushed it in again.
“I fucking love your mouth over my cock, slut.”
He growled as he pushed it in further grabbing my hair to make sure my mouth stayed where he wanted it to be. I stretched my tongue out as his cock went deeper and hit the back of my mouth again. I took a breath before he pushed that bit further and into my throat.
I gagged and he pulled out I took a breath and he pushed back in again getting his huge cock further in. I could feel him stretching my throat and he pulled out and pulled the blindfold off me.
“Look at me slut!” He demanded.
I looked up at him and he smiled holding a camera. He took a photo of his cock all the way in my mouth. The eye liner I had put on earlier was smudged and tearing down my face. He pulled his cock out and took a series of pictures of the length of his cock going into and pulling out of my mouth.
“Those are what your Master wanted, my slut!” He said.
I moaned thinking of my Master then sucked again as his cock slid back into my mouth. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head off his cock.
“I want your arse!” He walked around to the other side of the bed and slapped my arse.
I moaned and pushed my arse back to him.
“You’re such a good slut!” He laughed spreading my butt cheeks and applying lube into and around my arse hole.
There was no time for play, we both wanted his cock in my arse and he slammed it all the way in on first penetration. I cum straight away, my body went into shudders and he held himself there rocking gently till I stopped. When my body slowed down, Master John started thrusting.
I moaned knowing I would just keep cumming, my hands gripping the sheets.
“I love the way you're just an arse fucking whore for me!” Master John growled as he pumped harder.
“Yes Master John.” I replied through orgasmic moans.
SLAP! Right on my arse cheek
“OOWWWWWWCHHHHH!” I screamed panting as another orgasm ripped through me.
My arse was clenching his huge cock and I felt him swell inside me. He kept thrusting as his cock shot his hot thick cum into my arse.
“Fuuuuuuuck that feels soooo good.” I moaned, his cock pulsing the last of his cum into me.
He leaned over me and kissed my neck and his flaccid cock slipped out of my arse. He walked around the bed and tapped my chin again. I opened my mouth and his soft cock was put in for me to clean. Master John’s cum was dripping out of my arse while I was licking and cleaning his cock. I looked up at him as he withdrew his cock and smiled.
“Shower.” I said.
We washed and dried each other. It was very sensual, making sure every part of our bodies were tended to. Master John went into the bedroom while I dried my hair. I walked into the room and he was in bed under a sheet. I grinned and slipped in under the sheet next to him. I rested my head on his chest, my leg draped over his, he put his arm around me and I placed my hand on his stomach.
“Hold what is yours for the week my slut.” He said, knowing that I sleep holding my Masters cock.
I my hand slip down to his cock and gently wrapped around it.
“Thank you Master John.” I whispered, kissing his chest.
“You’re welcome Taatiana; get some rest now. We only have six days to go before you go home.” He said.
I smiled. Six days, I thought, and drifted off to sleep …
To be continued …
Master John opened the door and we walked into the lounge of our suite. The double doors to the right led to the bedroom with a King size bed.
I needed to get out of the clothes I was wearing and shower!
I slipped my coat off and dropped it on the floor, then unzipped my skirt and let that drop too. I stepped out my clothes and took my shoes off. Master John was watching me as I stripped, I turned and looked at him and unbuttoned my blouse slowly. When I got to the top button, the one that was covering my breasts I stopped.
“Keep going slut!” He growled grinning.
I slipped the last button through the hole and my shirt opened revealing my breasts being held up in my bra.
“Take the shirt off slut, it’s obstructing my view.”
I let my arms move back and dropped my shoulders so it would fall off me. I was standing in front of Master John in cum soaked stockings, suspender belt and a bra and my precious collar. I looked at him and smiled.
“I want to see all of you, now!” He said.
I put my hand up behind my back and un-clipped my bra and let it fall off me, my breasts dropped a little from where they were cradled. I un-clipped my stockings from the suspender belt and removed the belt. I rolled down the left stocking and took it all the way off and then the right one.
As I bent over I felt the butt plug move, I looked up at Master John and stood again. He stepped up to me, pulled me close to him and kissed me hard on the lips and slapped my arse.
“Let’s shower my slut!" He said taking my arm. "Then we can go and eat, you must be starving!”
I followed him to the bathroom. The shower was big enough for at least four people and there was a huge spa bath too. Master John turned the shower on then started to undress. I watched him take his shirt off and gasped when I saw his body. He was picture perfect with a six pack any athlete would be proud to show off. Tanned and smooth, I wanted to run my hand over his chest and bite his nipples.
“You should be doing this my slut.” He grinned.
“Oh thank you, Master John.” I said and stepped up to him.
I placed my hand over his chest and let it slide down to the button on his jeans. I undid the button and took the zipper and slid it down. I glanced up at his face and he gently stroked my hair. He took my hair tie out and let my hair it fall down my back. I pulled his jeans and boxer briefs down and his cock hung there semi hard. I kissed it and stood up. He was looking at our reflection in the mirror. The grid on my arse was now bruise lines with a red mark where Master John had slapped me.
“Your Master gave your arse a caning, my slut?” He whispered.
I turned and looked in the mirror. It was the first time I had seen the grid and I smiled remembering the night with my Master. It was hard to believe that was only two nights ago, and now I was on the other side of the world with Master John.
“Yes, it was the cane.” I said.
Master John turned me around to look at the grid then walked me over to the shower. I stepped in and he bent me over.
“Wait there, I have to get a picture of this!” Master John said.
He went for his phone camera and came back then put his hand on my arse. He turned the camera to take a video. Master John pulled on the butt plug, it popped when it came out of my arse. I groaned at the feeling of the release. I could feel cum start to drip out of my arse and run over my pussy. He swept some cum up with his fingers and leaned over to put them in my mouth so I could suck them clean.
“That’s my good slut.” He said.
Picking up a flannel he lathered it with soap, he washed my back and down my arse. I felt his fingers probe into my arse where the butt plug had just been. I moaned again as he pushed his fingers in as deep as they could go. Master John then licked up and around my arse as I was pushing back into him.
“Oh faaaaaark Master John.” I groaned.
I felt his cock at the entrance of my arse.
“I’ve been waiting a long time to get into this arse my slut. I’m going to use it every opportunity I get!”
“Yes Master John. I have been wanting your cock in my arse too.” I giggled as he fucked my arse.
He grabbed my wet hair and pulled me back into him, my arse swallowing his cock as he pulled me back. He pushed me off his cock and pulled me back again, I was panting as we were fucking. I felt my body tense again, heat building up from my center and spreading over me. I came, it was hard and it was long, my body shuddered uncontrollably. I felt Master John swell and shoot his load into my arse again. I was exhausted, and I thought I was going to faint. The heat of the water and the orgasm hitting me, I started to float. Master John felt me slip down, his arms went around me and he pulled me up into his chest. I leaned against him as the water softly washed over us.
Water has the most amazing feeling at any time. I closed my eyes and smiled, the last time I was in the shower I was with Sam. Master John washed me thoroughly, when we had finished we stepped out and dried each other. I stood in front of him wearing my collar and nothing else.
I went to get my bags from the lounge and Master John followed me. It was nice to be free to walk around naked, not having to worry about catching a flight or being in a confined space.
I took my body oil and brush out and took my toiletries to the bathroom. Brushed my hair and oiled it then put the body oil on. Sprayed on perfume, minimum makeup and I was ready to get dressed. Master John picked up my suitcase and took it into our room.
“Shall I pick out something for you to wear for dinner my slut?” He called to me from the bed room.
“Yes Master John, that would be lovely if you could.” I answered.
I walked in to the bedroom, Master John had taken out my black dress, black stockings, suspender belt and matching bra and thong. He had taken out my red woolen coat that went to my knees and black heels with the red soles.
“As soon as you’re dressed we can go.” Master John said. He was leaning against the door frame watching me pull my stockings on.
He walked over to me and clipped the suspenders on the back of my stockings and put his arms around me.
“I’m so pleased you’re here my slut.” He said.
“Me too, Master John.” I said leaning against him and looking up at his face. “Me too!” I repeated.
I took my dress off the bed and pulled it over my head. Master John moved my hair to the front and zipped the back for me. I looked in my bag for the red pashmina and slipped my feet into my shoes. Master John took my coat and smiled.
“You look lovely.” He said, taking my left hand and leading me to the lounge. “I have something for you my slut. I wanted to give it to you at the airport but the time wasn’t right.”
“You didn’t have to get me anything Master John.” I said.
“I know I didn’t have to, but you came here for me and I wanted to thank you for it.” He said.
“I asked your Master if it would be appropriate for me to get you a necklace. He told me about your collar, and that a necklace would just sit in your jewelery box and never be worn.”
Master John was holding my hand tight and he continued.
“I asked if I could get you something that was similar to the collar for your wrist so he described the collar to me. He also described the lock on your collar.” Master John looked at me. “I love the idea that you have that power to release yourself from your commitment to your Master. I asked him if it would be appropriate for me to do the same with this gift I have for you.”
I looked at him confused, “Why the same?” I asked.
“Because my slut, you are mine while you are here. Your Master has given his most prized possession to me for the duration of a week.”
He took my wrist and put a one hinged bracelet around it that matched my collar, right down to the D ring and the lock. He looked at me and grinned and put another one on the other wrist and locked it in place. I put my arms around him and kissed him passionately then put my arms out to look at them.
“I never need to wear another piece of jewelery again, thank you Master John, I love them!”
“He grinned at me, you're welcome my slut!” He held my coat for me to put on.
I put the pashmina around my neck as a scarf, picked up my purse and he led me out the door to the elevator. As we got into the elevator he took my hand and I felt him playing with my bracelet. I felt him tug on it, I looked down, and there was a chain attached to it that he was holding. I looked up at him and he was grinning.
“Do you like that slut?” he asked.
I smiled looking at the leash. “This is your collar?” I asked.
“Yes, that’s exactly what they are, and they are strong too.” He said and winked at me.
We stepped out of the elevator and walked through the lobby.
The restaurant where we were going to eat was a five minutes by foot. We headed out the doors and the cool winter weather hit us. Master John pulled me into him as we walked holding my hand with the leash attached to my cuff.
We walked into the restaurant and were taken to our table straight away. A booth table was perfect for what Master John had planned for our dinner. A young man named Steve came over and introduced himself to us as our waiter for the evening. He asked if we would like to take our coats, Master John took my coat off me leaving the leash attached to the cuff. He smiled as it dropped and hit the table while he handed our coats to Steve to hang up.
He picked up the loose leash and pulled me to him. He kissed me on the mouth and cupped my left breast finding the nipple and pinching it. I moaned in his mouth putting my hand on his shoulder. He dropped his hand down my body and under my dress pressing his fingers against my panties; he could feel that they were damp.
“Take them off.” He whispered in my ear.
I slipped my fingers into the band of my panties, lifted my arse off the seat and took them off at the table and passed them to Master John.
He sniffed them and handed them back to me.
“Fold them and place on the table next to your plate my slut.” He ordered.
I complied and placed them on the table where Master John directed. Steve walked back over to take our drink orders.
“What would you like to drink my slut?” he asked.
Steve frowned at Master John.
“Chardonnay please Master.” I replied.
I looked at Steve and smiled, he smiled back then his stare dropped to where my panties were on the table.
“Steve, is there a problem?” Master John asked the rather stunned young man who was looking at my panties.
“No, Sir. I... I... I will get your drink order now.” He stuttered and quickly retreated to the bar.
Master John looked at me and laughed. “Your bra, I will have that too.”
I twisted and leaned back into him so he could unzip my dress and un-clip my bra. I slipped the straps down my arms and went to pull it out from my dress from the top and Master John stopped me.
“Take it off from the bottom slut.” He growled.
I looked at him and blushed knowing my dress would ride up showing my naked pussy if anyone was looking our way. I put my hand up from the bottom of my dress and bending so it wasn’t completely obvious and pulled my bra down and out to give to Master John.
He grinned and took it from me and held it to his face, he passed it back to me and had me fold and place it on the other side of my plate. So the matching set was now on the table.
We had a lovely meal, I told Master John about my trip and who I met on the plane. We talked about what he had been up to and more so who he had been up to.
Several of the staff came over to our table to ask if we had any further requests and to look at my lingerie on the table. Every time one would come over he would ask.
“Slut, is there anything you would like this young man (or woman) to fetch for you?”
I would just grin and respond either “Yes, Master John, "or" No, Master John.”
When we were ready to leave Master John called Steve over to our table and asked for the check. Steve returned with the little folder that held our bill in and handed it to Master John. Master John took his credit card out and put it in the folder along with my panties then handed it back to Steve who grinned from ear to ear. Steve returned with Master John’s card and our coats. He held mine for me to put on and Master John passed him my bra.
“You may as well have this too Steve, it’s a matching set and my slut has no need for a bra with no panties.” He laughed and took my leash and walked us outside.
“You're very mischievous Master John!” I giggled as we walked out the door.
Master John stopped me outside the door and pulled me to him, kissing me softly on the mouth. His hand holding my arse pulling the coat up so the top of my stockings were in view, knowing Steve was watching us with some of his colleagues.
“Let’s go slut, I’m sure you must be tired you’ve had a hard day, and the night isn’t over yet.” He winked at me.
We walked into our suite and Master John helped me out of my coat and unzipped my dress. I removed the rest of my clothes. Master John smiled at me then put a blindfold over my eyes and led me to the bedroom.
“Stand right there slut.” He said in a calm voice.
I stood waiting, trying to figure out what he was doing by sound but he gave nothing away. I heard him by the bed then he sat me down.
He pushed me back gently then got me to roll over so I was on my hands and knees across the bed. I was kneeling there quiet, still not sure what he was doing then I felt his hand tap my chin. I opened my mouth; he traced my lips with his finger then put them in my mouth. I closed my lips and sucked on his fingers making them wet. He pulled them out then thrust his cock in so fast I didn’t catch a breath. I felt him hit the back of my mouth and he pulled out with the head still sitting in the warmth of my mouth. My tongue flicked around the eye of his cock tasting him and then around the rim of his head. I suckled his cock with my tongue and he slowly pushed it in again.
“I fucking love your mouth over my cock, slut.”
He growled as he pushed it in further grabbing my hair to make sure my mouth stayed where he wanted it to be. I stretched my tongue out as his cock went deeper and hit the back of my mouth again. I took a breath before he pushed that bit further and into my throat.
I gagged and he pulled out I took a breath and he pushed back in again getting his huge cock further in. I could feel him stretching my throat and he pulled out and pulled the blindfold off me.
“Look at me slut!” He demanded.
I looked up at him and he smiled holding a camera. He took a photo of his cock all the way in my mouth. The eye liner I had put on earlier was smudged and tearing down my face. He pulled his cock out and took a series of pictures of the length of his cock going into and pulling out of my mouth.
“Those are what your Master wanted, my slut!” He said.
I moaned thinking of my Master then sucked again as his cock slid back into my mouth. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head off his cock.
“I want your arse!” He walked around to the other side of the bed and slapped my arse.
I moaned and pushed my arse back to him.
“You’re such a good slut!” He laughed spreading my butt cheeks and applying lube into and around my arse hole.
There was no time for play, we both wanted his cock in my arse and he slammed it all the way in on first penetration. I cum straight away, my body went into shudders and he held himself there rocking gently till I stopped. When my body slowed down, Master John started thrusting.
I moaned knowing I would just keep cumming, my hands gripping the sheets.
“I love the way you're just an arse fucking whore for me!” Master John growled as he pumped harder.
“Yes Master John.” I replied through orgasmic moans.
SLAP! Right on my arse cheek
“OOWWWWWWCHHHHH!” I screamed panting as another orgasm ripped through me.
My arse was clenching his huge cock and I felt him swell inside me. He kept thrusting as his cock shot his hot thick cum into my arse.
“Fuuuuuuuck that feels soooo good.” I moaned, his cock pulsing the last of his cum into me.
He leaned over me and kissed my neck and his flaccid cock slipped out of my arse. He walked around the bed and tapped my chin again. I opened my mouth and his soft cock was put in for me to clean. Master John’s cum was dripping out of my arse while I was licking and cleaning his cock. I looked up at him as he withdrew his cock and smiled.
“Shower.” I said.
We washed and dried each other. It was very sensual, making sure every part of our bodies were tended to. Master John went into the bedroom while I dried my hair. I walked into the room and he was in bed under a sheet. I grinned and slipped in under the sheet next to him. I rested my head on his chest, my leg draped over his, he put his arm around me and I placed my hand on his stomach.
“Hold what is yours for the week my slut.” He said, knowing that I sleep holding my Masters cock.
I my hand slip down to his cock and gently wrapped around it.
“Thank you Master John.” I whispered, kissing his chest.
“You’re welcome Taatiana; get some rest now. We only have six days to go before you go home.” He said.
I smiled. Six days, I thought, and drifted off to sleep …
To be continued …
Miracle
- 14.09.2020
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