His Slut - Sex Stories

His Slut

Come here slut, He calls to me. I run right over, As humbly as can be. I bite my lower lip, As he pulls me in. For a hot steamy kiss, Leaving him with a grin. On your knees, He orders his whore. I am going to fuck you here, Til I hear you roar. Spread them now, He commands from me. As he guides his cock, In my tight pussy. I moan loudly, As he thrusts in me slow. Penetrating me deep, As I feel him grow. Grabbing my tits, He twists and turns, Them harder and harder, Until they burn. A wince escapes, I know he's mad. I should never whine, For that is bad. Flipping me over I see his hand rise He hits me hard As I stifle my cries. Tears in my eyes, But it's okay. He loves his slut, I am here to stay. He leans over, My ass so red. With a kiss and rub, Silent "I love you's" are said. Our night of passion, Continues on some. As he fucks me hard, Until I come. Then I get on my knees, And look at my Master. As I suck and lick, Faster and faster. When Master is done, He will rest his head. Against my bosom, As we lay in bed.