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The Munch

Date: 8/18/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: AmericanBeauty, Rating: 20, Source: LushStories

garage and then the sound of his footsteps as he walked across the front porch. She drew a deep ragged breath as her excitement peaked. She heard him open the screen door then the front door. He was here! Master Michael came into the house and shut the door behind him. Taking off his overcoat and hanging it on the hook he turned and saw jewel standing there in the entry waiting for him. He smiled seeing her preparations... she was a good girl. "Hello jewel," he said as he approached her. He stood directly in front of her. With a finger crooked under her chin, he raised her face to his and she looked up at him. At 6'4" tall, Master Michael towered over her and his shaved head and bearded face made him look more like a biker than a businessman, yet he was one of his companies best and brightest. She saw his dark stormy eyes brighten and a smile shine through the bushy beard. "Hello Master, welcome home," she said softly, almost whispering. "How was your day?" "It was fine, my jewel, a good day," he said. He turned her around and released her from her self-bondage, then turned her back to face him. "I'm glad, Master. I have your drink ready at your chair," she said. She place her tiny hand inside his huge one and led him to his recliner, handing him his drink in proper submissive form. He took a sip of his drink and then set the drink down next to his chair. With one huge arm, he reached around her waist and dragged her up into his lap where she snuggled into his massive ... chest, her favorite spot next to kneeling on the floor in front of him. "Mmmm..." she purred happily. She unbuttoned his shirt down a couple buttons and stuck a hand inside his shirt, feeling his rippling muscles and playing with his chest hair as she sat on his lap. She would have been content to sit there all night long, but she knew that dinner was still cooking and she didn't want it to get ruined. "Master, I would love nothing more than to sit here with you forever, but may I be excused to finish dinner for you?" she said. "Yes my sweet, but first I want to taste you," he said. She smiled, turned in his lap to straddle him, and leaned down to kiss him softly. Then he reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair and pressed his lips to hers harder, taking her, owning her. He crushed his lips to hers and his tongue slipped into her open mouth seeking hers. She moaned as he claimed her, his other hand moving around to slip up under her dress, pleased to find she was not wearing any panties. He gripped her ass cheek, sinking his fingers into the soft pliable flesh as she moaned again. Once he had tasted his sweet submissive, he let her go to finish dinner. She came back a few minutes later "Master, dinner is ready," she said. They went in and she dished up the food. He seated her as was his custom and then seated himself. She waited, hands in her lap, until he had taken his first bite before beginning to eat herself, a lesson he had taught her. They ate their dinner quietly, ...