Archive | 20.02.2010
- Awakening
Dawn approaches and I stir against my Master's warmth. Automatically, I want to touch and caress Him, to soak up His essence. Desiring to elicit moans from my Master, I slowly slide down His body and gently welcome Him into our world by grasping His cock in my hand. I begin stroking Him reverently, worshipping His cock like the sacred object it is. I can think of no greater pleasure than to service my Master's perfect cock.
Slow, warm strokes slowly arouse my Master. I feel Him gently push my head ... more
- Becky's Beck-and-Call Weekend
Monday morning, and Becky lay in bed, drowsing in the silence of the house. It had only been a short time before when she'd seen her Master climb into the van to ride to work, and although she missed him terribly she was also glad for a little time to relax. This past weekend had been very taxing on her. In her mind she reviewed the whirlwind of the past three days.
Master had been in one of those moods. What he called a "beck and call" mood. He had these about four or five times a year, and Becky ... more