1. The old ex, the new slave. Chapter 3


    Date: 11/9/2015, Categories: Fantasy, BDSM, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Body modification, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Female/Female, Male / Females, Male Domination, Male/Female, Threesome, Author: AngryYoungMan, Rating: 95, Source: sexstories.com

    slide out from between her and the sofa. When he was free, she just fell forward and to the side, sprawling on the cushions and breathing heavily. It was quite a sight to behold. Her hair was spread out all over her back and shoulders and the seat, her knees were on the floor and her upper body was bent over the sofa. That was when he got a good view of her ass. It was red and looked like he hadn’t done any serious damage. It wasn’t bruised, but irritated. He caressed them lightly as she recovered. He waited for her breathing to slow down and for her to lift herself off the sofa and into a kneeling position. Then he delicately pulled her onto her feet. He turned her around and kissed her, some of her sweet nectar still on his lips. She sucked them into her mouth hungrily. After a few moments of passionate making out, he backed away and straightened her hair around her face. “OK, now I need a shower. Would you like to join me?” “Yes, Master.” She said softly, breathily. It was such a sexy sound. He pulled her into the bathroom, and as he removed his shirt, she sat on the toilet and removed her sandals. He started the water as she was doing the other foot and stepped in, to be joined by her right away afterwards. He took the wash gel and the soft scrub, and soaped her whole body, being careful not to wet her hair. She was holding it up, bunched up in her hands. He then cleaned himself quickly, and then used the handheld shower to rinse her off. He told her to step out and she ...
    grabbed a towel to start drying off while he rinsed the soap off himself. After they both dried off, he grabbed a pair of jeans that remained in his closet, and a black t-shirt to wear. He got dressed as his pet just continued to stand there. “I think we need to get you some things to hold your hair up. It would have been much more fun to have you wash me off in the shower.” He said, jokingly. “I am sorry, Master. I didn’t think about it, I was so worried about my hair. I am so sorry. Please don’t punish me again, Master.” She was smiling as she said it, and she pouted at the end, giving him her trademark puppy dog eyes. He came up to her and lightly kissed her on the forehead, and threw her dress at her. “Get dressed, my slut. We have much to do, and I hadn’t planned for this little intermission.” He grabbed his toiletries and her toothbrush from his bathroom and tossed them into the suitcase. He surveyed what she had packed, and satisfied, he zipped them both shut. She had just finished tying up her sandals again. He grabbed both suitcases and headed for the door. He placed them outside in the hallway, then came back to grab his laptop, his keys and his slave. “Let’s go, my pet.” SLAVE: She was wondering where they were headed, especially since he was taking both suitcases with them. She had glanced at a clock as they were leaving, and it was almost 5 o’clock. She couldn’t believe that it had only been as long as a standard workday since she left the apartment the first time ...
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