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He pinned me to the wall as soon as I shut the bedroom door, making me squeal in suprise.

"You're going to stay quiet, got it whore?" he tells me harshly, grabbing my chin to make me look him in the eye.

"Yes sir." Is all I say, deciding against being a brat tonight. Long story short, I didn't get to cum last night.

"Good boy." He lets go of my chin to pet my hair. I smile and lean into the touch, only to gasp at the feeling of his knee between my thights.

He leans down to whisper roughly in my ear, "now you're going to grind and beg like a good puppy.:

I shiver at his words as my dick twitches. My face burns as I begin to slowly move my hips, whimpering at the friction. "Please master, pleast let me cum tonight, please, I need it." My hips pick up speed on their own accord as I speak.

He grabs my throat and puts some pressure. "You sure you deserve to?"

"Yes sir, I've been such a good boy today, please," I whine, then moan as he starts to move his knee with my hips, successfully getting me more aroused then I already am.

"That's not for you to decide, mutt," he says harshly and grabs my hips, keeping them in place while he moves his knee achingly slow.

"Please, master." I plead with him, desperate.

"Use you're words baby, tell me what you want."

My face burns ever more as I continue to beg. "Please, I need you. I need you to f-fu- mmng please" I'm broken off by my own moans when he speeds up his movements.

"To what, puppy? I'm not sure what you want." He teases with a smirk and speeds up even more.

"hhaah~ please mater, fu- mm, please fuck me, please - oh fuck~" my shame is forgotten as desire takes over.

"As you wish." he then picks me up and half hazardly drops me on the bed, making me squel again. "Strip for me, puppy, give me a show." His voice drips with arousal, making me shiver.

I start to slowly take my shirt off, gliding my hands up my body teasingly. I then sit up on my knees to pull down my pants and boxers, whimpering as my erection is freed to the cooler air of the room.

"Aww, poor puppy, so hard for master already." I can't hide how that effects my body, completely exposed to him.

He swiftly pulls off his shirt, keeping his pants on as he climbs on the bed with me. He kisses me passionately, grabbing my chin and opening my mouth to explore it. I'm panting when he pulls away, a string of saliva connecting our lips. He stares at me for a few seconds, something familiar flashing in his eyes.

"Get on your stomach," he demands, and I don't hesitate to obey, turning to lay on my stomach, laying my head of one of our soft pillows. "hands about your head."

I hear him get off the bed as I grab the headboard about me. He rummages around for a bit before I feel the bed dip from his weight once again. The first thing he does is handcuff my hands. I then hear the click of our well loved lube bottle opening. His slick finger finds it's way to my entrance, and I let out a quiet whiper as it slowly enters. He lets me have a few seconds to adjust before beginning to thrust it in and our, turning me into a moaning mess. He gradually adds more fingers until I have three inside of me, stretching me out all the while searching for my prostate.

"Master, please - mmng - I'm readyyahh~" He slaps my thigh, making me cry out in both pain and pleasure.

"Who said that was for you to decide?" He asks demandingly, slowing down the rythem of his fingers.

I let out a pleading "Please~" which earns me another, harder, slap to my thigh.

"No more talking. Another word that isn't screaming my name and you're being gagged. I told you that you were going to be quiet tonight, so unless you want to to just go..." His voice trails off as I frantically shake my head.

"Okay then." He pauses, and asks in a very gentle tone, "color?" reminding me that I can tap out any time.

"Green," I say without hesitation, keeping myself from grinding down on his fingers.

He nods and continues stretching my out, reaching out with his other hand to play with my nipples. A whine makes it's way out of my throat as he tugs and pulls, while at the same time sucking and biting on the back of my neck, and down my back. All the different sensations being deliciously overwhelming, my moans beginning to grow in volume. His fingers brush over my prostate, pleasure shooting up my body as a particualarly loud and lewd moan echoes through the room. He decides that this is his sign to stop, removing his fingers, making me shiver and whine at the loss. I arch my back slightly and lift my ass, inviting him to fill me. He slaps it in a more playfull way and I hear the sound of a zipper, and the ruffling of clothes behind me. The click of our lube bottle is heard again, along with his his perfect groans as he strokes himself to prepares.

"You ready baby?" He asks a bit softly.

"God yes, I'm more than ready," I say back hurridly, just wanting his cock in me.

He abliges, entering me slowly at first. The familiar sting causes me to jolt a bit before I relax and allow him to just fill me. After a few seconds of adjusting, the pain is replaced with pleasure and the only noises I can make are moans and whines. He starts to thrust harshly into me, hands on my hips in a bruising grip.

"Fuck, always so tight for me," He groans, and I clench around him as if to prove his point. "Such a little cockslut for your master, hm? You like being tied up and used as a toy? Cus that's all you are, right? A dumb fucktoy, only thing you know how to do is take my cock."

I moan at his words and nod. I love when he talks to me like this while he's fucking me, his voice hoarse and deep with arousal.

"What are you, slut?" He asks, giving me another sharp slap.

"Y-your fucktoy, sir!" I yell out between moans.

"That's right, mutt, you were made to be fucked, to take my cock like a good slut. So obedient today, do you want to cum, bitch?" He asks, and I nod my head vigourasly. "Words, slut."

"Yes master, please let me cum, I need it so bad. I love your cock in me so much, it feels so good, please," I beg as he thrusts into me faster and harder.

"Fuck, so good puppy~ cum when I say, got it? If you don't follow directions I'll keep using you until you cum dry and it hurts, got it?"

"Yes sir!" I know he's not giving me empty threats, he's done it before.

After a few more minutes of him roughly fucking me, his rythem starts to get sloppy and his words few and far between, and I'm trying my hardest to not cum too early.

"Alright, cum on three." He says grabbing my dick and starting to jerk me off. I almost cry from relief.

"One, Two," He thrusts hard and rough on each number before burying his cock in me and finally saying, "three" I feel him fill me with his seed and it's the final straw as I reach my climax. The high rushes through me and my eyes roll to the back of my head as my mouth opens in a silent scream and I thrust into master's hand through my orgasm.

After a few minutes of catching our breath, he pulls out groaning. "You did so good, baby. I love you so much, you did absolutely perfect."

I smile at his words, laying in my own cum, too exhausted to care.

"Come on," He says as he uncuffs my hands and picks me up, "Lets go take a bath."

"That sounds nice," I say with a tired smile, and he kisses me sweet and soft while we go to the bathroom.