Cleaning the floor

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I wrung out the cloth dry before wiping the floor again. My knees were sore but I went back on all fours. He stepped on a spot I had cleaned just seconds ago with his dirty, leathery shoes. I let out a sound of annoyance before I could catch myself. Fuck.

He bent over closer to my face and pet me right before grabbing my hair and slapping me so hard that I couldn't feel half my face a while. Before I could even finish gasping in pain, he spat on my face. I knew better than to try wiping off his warm spit off my face so I left it there, untouched.

I fell on my back as he let go of my hair. Master walked between my legs and dirtied my white cotton panties with his leather shoes. He pressed and rubbed me... and I, like a pathetic whore, enjoyed it... My face burned in shame and embarrasement. When I tried to sneakily move away, he put his other leg on my wrist. He calmly opened his belt and unzipped his pants as he looked down on me. He pulled his dick out, foreskin covering the tip, and pissed on me. I closed my eyes and tried to protect my face as much as I could to no avail.

He  dragged me by my hair, forcing me to crawl on all fours like a bitch following its Owner. He sat down on his chair and lifted his eyebrow slighty as if to say "Well, what are you waiting? Get sucking." My bratty ass hadn't obviously learned my lesson as I grinned a little and let out a little laugh that I had failed to hold back --- I'm gonna get away, hah >:) ! 

He slapped me once again, unfortunately on the same cheek as before, "Fucking pathetic, pissy slut," and shoved his thick dick down my throat and kept thrusting until he came. My eyes were watery and my nose runny. I kept gasping for air to catch up with the breaths I had missed out on.

"Take off your dress and go back to cleaning the floor."

I listened to him obediently and went back to doing my chores. He watched me clean the floor and how my ass moved with each wipe. I let out little grunts each time I had to scrub extra hard. Speaking of extra hard...

He had gotten hard again, "y/n, come here."

"Yes Master."

He stood up (like his dick uwu ) and stroked his dick softly. Just as I was at arms length close to him, he immediately shoved me on his bed.

I tried getting up after being pushed down but he forced my head down onto a pillow and asked, "Did I give you the permission to move?"

"Yea," I laughed. I knew what was coming.

He gripped my hair tightly, leaving me zero mobility and spanked me the way spanks are meant to be --- a painful punishment that make you cry and beg for mercy but it was all muffled by the pillow that barely let me even breathe. The slaps tinted my cheeks rosy which only turned him on even more. I stopped struggling as my muscles were sore and worn out.

He admired my body, stroking especially the curvier parts of me like my shoulders, lower back, hip dips, thighs, ass... and lastly, my inner thighs. As my moans switched from pain to pleasure, Master gave me a good reminder by slapping my pussy. I let out a cry. Fuck. I tried moving away to avoid further possible slaps so he restrained me by brabbing my wrists behind my back and asked again, "Did I give you the fucking permission?"

Master lifted my head so the pillow wouldn't mute my words, "No Master. Sorry Master."

"Good, you do know your place then."

He proceeded to suck on my neck and bite to mark me as his servant, his property. I started resisting him again but he quickly put an end to it by fingering me hard. It always made me motionless and speechless as it felt too good.

My body twitched unvoluntarily and body wore out from the futile resistance. I went fully limp, moving like a dead weight. I have absolutely given up and submitted to my Master. He noticed it and finally shoved his dick between my dripping wet pussy lips.

He fucked me like a predator and I was his helpless prey. Nothing could stop Master from coming in and filling me up. "Such a good servant, you take it in so good." I blushed from his backhanded praising.

He started to moan and grunt louder. He grabbed my hips so hard that it was started to hurt, I dont think I can take it anym-

Master pushed all of his wet, big dick in my pussy and I felt each and every pump of cum in me. He dropped on top of me with all his weight and we both lay there, hearts beating loudly and gasping for air...


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