My old Master got tiered of me and sold me to a new Master.
This one is so different and it is taking some getting used to.
He isn’t a mean Master and yet I still must be submissive, just in a different way.
he comes home from work and I know to stand immediately and greet him with a smile, but I no longer have to avert my eyes or flinch when he moves. He only administers bare bottom spankings when I forget my place.
I greet him by asking how his day was as I scurry to fix our meal. I must serve him first and then ask permission to sit and eat. But I get to eat next to him at the table, not off the floor out of a dog bowl.
I must always call him “Sir” not “Master”.
He doesn’t fuck me hard and rough but he does like to face fuck me without reserve. The first time he did I chocked a little and received the first of the few bare bottom spankings I have received since becoming his.
I am still getting to know him and what he likes but I am a good girl and learn quickly. I know I will be serving him well.
Tag: soft bondage
Tore Up
I sat and watched while he fucked her pussy. I have to say that I dervived a great deal of pleasure this time. I don’t know who she is or what she did to him but he was fucking tearing her ass up. He wasn’t fucking her gently at all and it was making my pussy wet as fucking hell! I wanted to finger my cunt so bad. To ease the building ache from between my legs. He wouldn’t let me turn away. I warched him shoved her off the bed and onto all fours right in front of me, yanking her hair back roughly and coming away with a hand full of hair before ramming his cock in her ass hard and rough with no lube…..his face was red and yelling at her with all the anger he could mustar. By the time he decides to toss her aside and takes my fucking cunt, he will be a little more gentle, maybe.




