Silly little Slave

You have been a naughty little girl again. I can tell when I walk into the house. I see spots on the floor where your pussy juice has dripped throughout the day. I follow the spots, the dried ones first, obviously. They lead me through the atrium; I can see the spots you missed and the streaks left by your knee pads in the reflection of the setting sun. It is going to be a long night for you. Eventually the trail of your juices leads me to your bed.

It is there that I find you curled up with the mop attachment still buckled to your head and neck; peacefully sleeping with your hand between your thighs. I am careful not to disturb you just yet. I step over you as I walk into your “room”, really its just the closet in the kitchen downstairs that contains nothing more than an old bed rug, one of my shirts you ruined as a new slave and a towel. Upon closer inspection, from behind, I see that you have your middle two fingers inside your wet sweet cunt. I can smell the musk of your pussy and have to hold back my own urge to spread those voluptuous ass cheeks and stick my tongue straight into your sweet ass. The taking of a deep breath, straightening of my shirt and tie and clearing of my throat center me once more.

You have been a naughty girl and now its time for your punishment. I pull my hand back over my head and plow it down into your ass cheek. With a yelp and a moan you come too. The whelp raises immediately on your ass leaving my perfect hand print. At first you are hazily looking up at me then I can see your pupils contract and the fear of what you have done sets in. Quickly you hop to your hands and knees, eyes cast downward. Just then your mop catches the floor as if you have forgotten your duties. The reflex of your body and sounds of the mouth piece gagging you bring a smile to my face. I take you by the leash and lead you throughout the lower floor, pointing out all you have failed to finish today. There is no time for correction at this moment though. It is time for my evening drink.

I unbuckle the mop from your head and neck and allow you to return to your room to put it up. Reminding you not to drool on my floor. Not that it matters much, you will finish the floors tonight. Like a good slave you go straight to the living room and assume the position in front of my chair. But tonight this will not do.

I pour my drink and watch from across the room as you attempt to keep your back perfectly straight for my feet. Oh no, this will not do tonight, no it will not. I walk across to my chair but do not sit. You glance up at me only for a second and I can see the wondering in your eye. What is to become of you tonight? You will soon find out. With a word you know what is next and immediately raise up to your knees, unbuckle my trousers and drop my boxers to the floor. As I sit, you are already undoing my shoes. I raise first the left then the right foot. Allowing you to remove my shoes but not my socks. As you turn to fetch my slippers I tell you to stop. I can see your perfectly round ass shake a little as you obey. Following my command you begin to back up in front of me until your hamstrings touch the edge of my chair. Ah yes, the perfect height, with all your wonder-us glory before me. I see the goose bumps raise on your ass as I set my drink on your lower back. The condensation runs down your side and I see you flinch as it tickles its way to your belly below.

I place my right hand on your cheek and can feel the warmth of the whelp that is still evident. With a squeeze and smack, I watch as the jiggle sends shock waves through your body. I massage your asshole with my thumb. The feel of your soft skin under my calloused finger stiffens my cock. As I rub the tight muscle I feel you relax and begin to push against my thumb. No cumming for you tonight, it is evident that you have had more than your share for the day. Your pussy is still oozing its sweet juice and with a quick movement I have the head of my cock firmly planted between your pussy lips. DO NOT SPILL MY DRINK! I reach for it and finish the last drop with one gulp. I place the empty glass between your shoulder blades for you to hold. with a tug on your hips, i inch into your pussy ever so slightly. The wet aroma engulfing my nose. With a push...I am out of you....your juices dripping from the tip of my cock. It is time. I push down on your hips and forward with mine...In one movement, I am in your ass...your tight, warm ass, heaven on earth.