I'm Your What?!

Eleven

   Another week had passed and my whole body was aching. I had ran through every fantasy, through my mind, that I could think of. From him coming in and making sweet sensual love to me, to him tying my hands and feet together then roughly pounding into me as another man filled my mouth with his hardness. But no matter what scene I played out in my head, it was never enough to completely satisfy me.

  I sat up when I heard my door open, my whole body was humming with anticipation. I watched as someone reached their hand in and set my red shoes inside the room, and then shut the door.

   Confusion over what just happened, excitement over what was to come,  and shame for wanting it, all washed over my body as I walked over to retrieve them. I went back to the bed and slipped them on my feet. Sitting on the edge of the bed, like I did two weeks ago, I waited for him to come back.

  My head snapped up when I heard the door re-opening. I was shocked when I seen that it wasn't my master walking into the room.

  He smiled at me as he latched the door behind him. Walking over to me he dropped to his knees. Grabbing my legs he spread them and didn't waste any time diving into my folds with his tongue.

  I didn't even try to hold back my moan as I leaned back onto the bed. I felt him smile against my pussy as he used my thighs to pull me closer to him. He slid his tongue up the entire length of my slit, then back down again, dipping inside my entrance. He moved back up and began nibbling on my swollen nub.

I moaned loudly once again when I felt two of his fingers move inside. He began wiggling them around quickly, and my walls tightened around him. When he finished drinking the last drop that I had spilled, he lifted his head and wiped his mouth off.

  "Thinking about that pussy, that's sweeter than strawberries, has had my dick hard for two weeks now. I knew that I had to taste you again." He stood up and dropped his pants. "So I called in a favor. I guess, being the owner of this place has it's perks." He said, looking down at my bare chest.

   I scooted back more as he climbed onto the bed with me. Looking at him crawling towards me, like a lion going in for the kill, had my juices flowing again. I knew that I should hate him. He was the reason that I was here in the first place. But all that I could think about was having his dick buried deep inside of me.

   By the time he finished his trek up to me, my back was pressed against the backboard. He grabbed my legs again, with one hand this time, and lifted them straight up. My eyes widened as he didn't waste any time pushing himself into me. "Oh my!" I called out as he filled me completely.

  "Damn baby, you really are as tight as they told me that you were." He grunted out as he began moving at a steady pace.

  His pace picked up and I moved my hips up to greet his every thrust. My body was still burning and I needed that relief.

  He grabbed the top of my shoulders, and picked up speed, I grabbed his forearms and kept up with him.

  Panting hard and screaming out, I found the release that I had been longing for, for weeks now.

  Releasing me, he pulled me away from the head board and flipped me over to my hands and knees. Inserting himself back into my wetness, he reached back and grabbed the heels of each of my red stilettos, and pounded into me mercilessly.

  I felt the flames flare up again and rocked myself back into him. He let go of my right shoe, moving his hand around to grab my swaying breast, pinching my nipple.

  I cried out again as he collapsed on top of me, soaking the bed with our fluids.

  Moments later I felt him pull out of me and climb off of the bed.

  I rolled over to look at him as he pulled his pants back on. "You were a good find, a great fuck, and definitely worth the money that I'm about to spend on you."

  "Excuse me?" I asked, completely confused by his last remark.

  "I will have someone come in to collect you shortly to move you to your new room. You're my bitch now."

  And for the second time, since I was brought here, the only thought that ran through my mind was, "I'm Your What?!"

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