Dominant Master and Submissive Pet: A Tale of Pleasure and Control The whiskers on my face and the fuzzy ears atop my head are going to please him. I wait in my living room. He tells me what a good little slut I am for being so excited. I reach down and rub my bare pussy, waiting impatiently for him. A knock on the door makes my heart flutter. I open the door and he kisses me softly, walking past me to my bedroom. I follow and find him stripping off layers of jacket and then finally his shirt. He eyes me as I come into the room and speaks with a commanding voice. "How do you greet your master?" I quickly sink to my knees in front of him and unbutton the five buttons between my waiting lips and his long, thick cock. I glance up at his soft, curving body and smile, licking and sucking all up and down his shaft dutifully. He moans as he feels my lips tight and wet around his shaft, then down sucking on his balls. My tongue flicks up to the tip and then he stops me. He tells me to get on the bed, take off my shirt, and suck. He pinches one of my nipples and growls, "use these too." Strip off my shirt and start sucking, then squeeze his cock between my tits and stroke hard and fast. He tells me to stand, pulls me tight against him, and tells me to drop my skirt. I take it off as he sits on the edge of my bed. He looks me up and down and says, "I still want that lap dance you owe me. Now." I turn around, sitting in his lap and grinding against his cock, feeling it against my slit and moaning softly. He grinds back against me and grabs my tits from behind, rubbing up against me. He turns me around, bending me over the bed and I I know what he wants. I start to get wet at the thought of his long, hard cock stretching my ass, and I feel him spread me and start licking my hole, getting it wet. He leans over me and whispers, "Relax, kitty. …but everything was about to change
