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Archive name: master1.txt (Mdom/F, reluc, bdsm)
Authors name: Cuisinart13 (Anon-address)
Story title : Her Master

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Her Master (Mdom/F, reluc, bdsm)
by Cuisinart13 (Anon-address)

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Her Master's early arrival caught her completely off 
guard. Not only was she wearing clothes, but also her 
Master's home was a mess, and she was lying on the couch 
smoking a cigarette and reading a book. The empty pint of 
ice cream, full ashtray, empty DP cans, and discarded 
burger wrappers spoke volumes about what she did not do 
during his weeklong absence.

He was to be gone for two weeks but there he stood, in 
the flesh, and looking coldly at her. If this was the 
first time, which it wasn't, and maybe he had not left 
written instructions that she had sworn upon her virginal 
ass, she would abide by, she could hope to get out of 
this one easy. But she knew better judging by his lack of 
expression. 

Panic seized her immediately and she gave into her flight 
instincts. She knew her Master to be loving and caring, 
but she also knew it took a week to fully recover from 
the last time she had done something like this. She ran 
for the bathroom like an idiot and locked the door. That 
delayed the inevitable for about 4 seconds.

Crash, the doorjamb splintered under the weight of his 
foot and the door swung wide open; there she stood in his 
dress shirt cowering in the corner by the shower. He 
stood before her for a few minutes, his breathing even 
and calm as if he was deep asleep, watching her and 
waiting for her to try and bolt again. She did not 
disappoint his anticipation. She jumped up and tried to 
jump over the toilet and break for the door. He caught a 
handful of hair midair and yanked her back to earth. 

She landed on her back with a thud, and was briefly 
stunned by the force with which she landed. Gasping to 
try and catch her breath, yet refusing to open her eyes, 
she wondered what would come next. She knew his face was 
close and she heard him sniff. "You smell of junk food 
and cigarettes, and what's this," she gasped as his 
fingers roughly penetrated the moist folds between her 
legs, " you came while I was gone."

The terror struck deep in her. She had broken his 
cardinal rule, she came without his permission. She kept 
her eyes closed tightly as she felt his hands move to the 
collar of the shirt she was wearing. He picked her up 
roughly and she landed firmly on her feet. The blood 
rushed to her head and her scalp throbbed where his hand 
had been holding her hair. He turned her around suddenly 
and bent her over the toilet she had just tried to escape 
over and she heard his pants unzip. She tried to relax as 
much as possible because she knew there would be nothing 
gentle about this.

"I had gotten pretty hard on the trip here thinking about 
walking in and surprising my darling slave, and making 
her cum again and again for being a good baby girl while 
I was gone. But no! I am greeted by a mess, you in 
clothes, and you have cum without me here to approve." 

She felt a hand in her hair and the other positioning the 
head of his cock at the opening of her slit and she tried 
harder to relax. Her Master continued, "I had been 
tempted to relieve my tension, but the thought of your 
surprise at me getting home early and the gratitude you 
would surely show me with that sweet mouth of yours, I 
waited for you." 

And with that he entered her with such force and 
swiftness she screamed as he bottomed out and lifted her 
off the floor at the same time. He withdrew almost 
completely and paused. "I have thought about nothing for 
the last week besides my poor baby at home all alone and 
naked, working hard to take care of that which I 
entrusted to her. I almost called last night to tell you 
to cum for me on the phone, but stopped knowing I would 
be home today and I wanted to taste your first orgasm in 
a week. I wanted your hot," He sank into her again 
quickly and roughly and withdrew almost completely again. 
"Tight," he repeated the same brutal stroke. "Pussy, on, 
my, face, and, your, juices, running, down, my, chin." 

With each word he repeated the swift harsh stroke in and 
out of her ill prepared, now aching, hole. No matter how 
many times her Master took her, she always had a hard 
time adjusting to his size. Finally he quit speaking and 
just pounded her mercilessly.

He bottomed out most strokes and the screams came from 
her lips with no thought to what she was saying. She 
begged for forgiveness, she apologized with such 
repentance in her cries, but all this fell on deaf ears. 
He continued to pound her pussy like a jackhammer on 
pavement, and her screams turned to cursing and threats.

By the time she realized what she had done it was too 
late. 

***

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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