Jenny Learns Her Place (Part 2) - Sex Stories

Jenny Learns Her Place (Part 2)

... you as a toilet, then bon appetite. In the BDSM world, the permanent collar is like a brand, a status symbol for slaves if you will. Does that answer your question?” “Yes, Master, I believe it does.” “Now the nature of our business means you'll be sucking and getting fucked quite a bit, and usually not me, and just the other way around.” “Yes sir. Sex at work, in front of the camera, is okay. But no sneaking around. I understand.” “I've got a question for you, sexy.” “Yes sir?” “Why in the hell do you have any clothes on?” “Sorry, sir, I wasn't sure if you still wanted me,” I said and completely stripped while he watched me, putting a little extra wiggle as I did so. I turned around and resumed putting clothes in the washer, smiling as I put his and mine in the same load. Bobby moved closer, grabbed my ass and turned me around, planting a marvelous kiss on me and holding me close to him. I felt the big lump stirring in his pants and knew my worries were for nothing. My Master definitely still wanted to make use of my body. Picking me up, he carried me to the bedroom and tossed me on the bed, quickly stripping off his own clothes and then jumping in beside me. We locked lips while his hands roamed all over my body, gently massaging my titties, then moving to my yearning ass pussy and even feeling my caged clit. Long before the kiss broke and he moved his mouth to my titties, I was more than ready for him. When he rolled me to my tummy I was expecting to feel his cock ...

... entering my hot asshole but when his tongue invaded me I nearly went insane. “Oh Master! Please, I need you inside me! Oh fuck me, Master! Fuck me! Please! Please!” He easily rolled me back onto my back and moved between my legs, spreading them wide open while I got a good look at the throbbing monster that would soon be driving in and out of me. With my ass tilted upward, Bobby began pushing his hard shaft into me, and I gasped loudly when the bulbous head made it inside. Three long strokes later and my legs were around his waist. “Fuck me Master! Fuck you slave! I'm all yours! Please, please Master, I need to be yours! Oooohhhh yyyesss! Yyyesss! Fuck your property, Master, I'm yours!” I said over and over, babbling like a whore in heat. But I was babbling the truth. I didn't need a week to know I would forever be bound to this wonderful man. “I'm gonna cum, Master! You're making me cum!” I screamed and shook more violently than ever, yet my cock never did a thing. Bobby kept fucking me hard and fast, driving me wild and giving me another of these amazing phantom orgasms. “Oooohhhh Master! Master! Oooohhhh! Oooohhhh! Please! Please! Cum in me please!” I said, my voice barely audible but the intensity very plain. When Bobby started to cum, I did also, both our bodies jerking and quaking, bouncing everywhere while his thick cum spurted into me again and again. He remained in me while his cum oozed out of my asshole and down my crack. My ankles remained locked behind him, holding him ...