Unlocking My Submission with My Master

The warm sensation of the evening sun cast a golden glow over the room as Professor Stacey Putnam’s submissive side began to unfold. Her Dom, the one who had unlocked her deepest desires, smiled knowingly as he encouraged her to explore the depths of her submission.

“Climb on top of me now,” he commanded, his voice low and husky. The professor hesitated for a moment before complying, her movements fluid as she straddled him. He grasped her hips, holding her in place as she sank down onto him.

“Grind like this,” he whispered, his thumbs and forefingers pinching her nipples. Stacey’s eyes fluttered closed as she began to move, her body responding to the sensations that coursed through her.

“Yes…Ahhh… it’s just the right size,” she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper.

“The right size for what?” he asked, his voice dripping with seduction.

“The right size for me,” she replied, her eyes locked on his.

He smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. “You may bounce on me now,” he said, his hand closing around a small riding crop that lay on the bed.

Stacey’s eyes widened as she began to bounce up and down, her body responding to the sensations that coursed through her. The Dom watched her, his eyes never leaving her face.

“Good Girl. Tell me you like riding this dick,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

“I do!” Stacey exclaimed, her voice full of excitement.

He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” he said, his hand closing around the riding crop.

SMACK! The crop struck Stacey’s ass, making her jump. She let out a yelp of surprise, but her body responded to the sensations that coursed through her.

“Yes Sir!” she exclaimed, her voice full of submission.

SMACK! The crop struck her again, this time making her body shudder with pleasure.

“Please Sir…Please let me fuck you!” Stacey begged, her body arching up towards him.

He smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. “I think you’re ready,” he said, his hand closing around her hips.

Stacey’s body responded to his touch, her movements becoming more fluid as she began to ride him.

“I like watching you bounce up and down on me,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

“I am glad you like it Sir,” Stacey replied, her voice full of submission.

He leaned back, his eyes never leaving her face. “Lean back, woman…more,” he commanded.

Stacey leaned back, her hands grasping his thighs as he began to rub her clit with his thumb.

“Oh Gahhh…… I can’t believe that gel is getting me so amp’d up,” she exclaimed, her voice full of excitement.

He smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” he said, his hand closing around her hips.

“Stacey Putnam. I am going to keep rubbing until you cum. I want to feel that pussy squeeze my dick when you cum. I want to feel your juice leak out around me. I want to watch your face as you cum,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

Stacey nodded, her eyes locked on his. “OK…Yes sir,” she replied, her voice full of submission.

He continued to rub her clit, his movements becoming more fluid as she began to orgasm.

“Am I pressing too hard?” he asked, his voice husky with concern.

“A little easier please,” Stacey replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

He eased up the pressure, his hand continuing to rub her clit. Stacey’s body responded to his touch, her movements becoming more fluid as she began to ride him.

With no hesitation, Stacey’s body shuddered with pleasure as she orgasmed, her body convulsing as she climaxed.

As Stacey lay there, her body still trembling with pleasure, the Dom reached for her, his hands closing around her hips as he pulled her towards him.

“You’re mine,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.

Stacey’s eyes fluttered closed as she felt his lips on hers, his tongue probing her mouth as he deepened the kiss.

The Dom’s hands continued to move over her body, his touch sending shivers down her spine as he explored her curves.

“I’m going to take care of you,” he whispered, his voice full of promise.

Stacey’s eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto his as she felt a sense of calm wash over her.

“I’m scared,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I know,” he replied, his voice husky with understanding. “But I’m here for you. I’ll take care of you.”

Stacey nodded, her eyes never leaving his face. “I trust you,” she said, her voice full of conviction.

He smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. “I’m glad you do,” he said, his hand closing around her hips.

As the Dom continued to touch her, Stacey felt a sense of calm wash over her. She knew that she was in good hands, that this man would take care of her and make her feel safe.

“I’m going to give you a massage,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

Stacey nodded, her eyes never leaving his face. “I’d like that,” she replied, her voice full of submission.

He began to massage her, his hands moving over her body as he explored her curves. Stacey felt her body relax, her muscles releasing as he worked out the tension in her body.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice full of admiration.

Stacey’s eyes fluttered closed as she felt his lips on her skin, his touch sending shivers down her spine as he explored her curves.

“I’m going to take care of you,” he whispered, his voice full of promise.

Stacey nodded, her eyes never leaving his face. She knew that she was in good hands, that this man would take care of her and make her feel safe.

As the massage continued, Stacey felt a sense of calm wash over her. She knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be, in the arms of a man who would take care of her and make her feel loved.

And with that thought, Stacey’s body relaxed, her muscles releasing as she fell into a deep sleep, surrounded by the warmth and comfort of the Dom’s loving touch.

He smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement as he continued to hold her, his body wrapped around hers as he kept her safe and protected.

“I’ve got you,” he whispered, his voice full of reassurance.

And with that, Stacey’s world came to a standstill, her body and mind completely at peace as she was wrapped in the loving arms of her Dom.

Stacey’s hands came down, her fingers intertwined with mine, and she mashed my face into her quivering pussy. Her legs tensed, and her body arched, releasing a primal scream as the orgasmic wave washed over her.

I licked, hummed, and sucked, my lips and tongue moving in perfect sync with her body. Stacey’s orgasmic climax was a force to be reckoned with, and it left her breathless and trembling.

“Well, someone liked that,” I said, my voice husky with desire.

“Please, Sir…PLEASE fuck me,” Stacey panted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Stacey’s Dom – or at least, that’s what I liked to think – gave her a gentle nudge, and she turned, moving to all fours. Her knees parted, and she waited, her body poised and ready, for me to take her.

“Fuck me, Sir! Fuck me hard!” she begged, her voice echoing through the room.

The sight of Stacey, a strong and independent woman, begging me to take her, was a heady mix of power and desire. I couldn’t resist feeling her ass, kneading the globes and caressing her hips. My hands followed them to her waist, getting a surge of adrenaline as I thought about driving myself deep into her pussy.

My hands left her waist and reached underneath, finding her free breasts. I kneaded them slowly, feeling how heavy and firm they were, and how tight the nipples had constricted. I ground my hips into hers, trying to erase some of my frustration, but there was only one way to relieve it.

“Please, Sir,” Stacey begged, her voice husky with desire.

Who was I to say no? I rubbed my cock inside her, teasing her, and then I pushed it in firmly, feeling her wonderful pussy yield to accept me.

“Ohhhhhh. Yeah, that’s my girl,” I said, my voice low and husky, as I began to slowly fuck her.

I moved in and out slowly, savoring the way her pussy milked my cock. This only added to the tide building behind me, forcing me to move faster. I was rapidly losing control, and my pace quickened, feeding on itself.

Each thrust sent a jolt of pleasure, demanding another. The faster I went, the louder my lust yelled for more. And then I realized it wasn’t just lust that I was hearing.

“Yes! Fuck me! Harder! Harder!” Stacey screamed, her voice echoing through the room.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I yelled, a grunting roar above Stacey’s own shouts, as my hips locked into hers and I pounded away.

Then, suddenly, I was holding tight, my dam about to burst. And when it did, I felt myself spurt once, twice, and then a third time, releasing a massive orgasm that left me shaking and convulsing, with little black spots dancing in front of my eyes.