I smile past his cock in my mouth, loving his praise. I love even more the taste of his cock. I take as much of him as I can in mymouth, gagging myself in the process while I fuck my own throat with his cock.
Adler doesn’t even have to force my head down; I know he wants me gagging and crying around his cock. I know he wants to choke me with how deep I take him. I won’t disappoint my master.
I gag on his length, keeping my hands planted on his thighs just as he’s taught me. It feels so good to hear his groans and moans of pleasure and to feel his cock twitch in my mouth. My pussy weeps, begging for him to fuck me despite the fact that I’ve been nothing but sore since the day I came here.
I need him. I need his cock and I need to make him cum.
“Fuck.” Adler groans, making me grin even more and hollow my cheeks. I suck down on his cock while choking myself until I finally taste the salty, warm cum that I’ve grown to crave.
I hum happily, wiggling my hips and wagging my tail while he fills my mouth and my throat with his load. Adler groans, his hand coming into my hair and stroking my curls while every drop of him fills my mouth and I’m finally able to pull away.
“Show me.” Adler insists. I smile as much as I’m able, sitting up and leaning forward until I can open my mouth to show him that my mouth and throat are both full from him. “Good girl, go ahead and swallow.” He orders.
I swallow his load and smile, sitting up and into position between his legs and rest my hands behind my back when I’m done. “Thank you, master.” I say obediently. He’s taught me to be thankful for anything he gives me, pleasurable or painful.
Adler smiles, sitting up in bed and putting his large, warm hands on my thighs. He rubs my legs for a moment while we stare at each other, and I feel lost in his gaze. “You’re very welcome. Go start your shower, I will meet you there in a moment.” He states.
He never lets me start my shower alone, it’s always with him, but I will always obey. I rush into the bathroom and jump in the shower immediately.
The hot water feels fantastic on my sore body. I never knew I could be this sore in my life. I've never been this thoroughly fucked before, either.
Even during the busiest years of being an escort, I've at least taken a few days a week off. Now it's been over a week of nothing but sex. I'm getting fucked multiple times a day with the only guaranteed break being in my sleep.
I love it and I hate it at the same time. My body aches from the very top of my head down to my toes. Every time he enters me, I have to squeeze my eyes shut for the moment of pain when he first starts. But I've also grown to crave him.
All I need is my master to look at me and I need him. Hearing his voice induces shivers up my spine and has me desperate for him.
I crank the water as hot as I can stand it, feeling the steam help loosen the soreness all over me, and hum happily at the feeling. I think I'll just stay under this hot water until Adler joins me.
I hear a loud slam, followed by the sound of glass shattering, and jump in my spot. I haven't seen Adler mad aside from when I didn't want to swallow, I don't know if I've done something wrong or if he's upset about something else. I also don't know if he's going to take it out on me.
I wait, anxious and impatient for Adler to come in and take his frustrations out on my body, but when he comes in and joins me, he's calm. His hands rest on my waist and he squeezes so lightly that I almost don't feel it. “Tell me how you're feeling.” He says quietly.
I don't know how to answer that, I don't want to say the wrong thing. “I'm wonderful, master.” I answer somewhat nervously, unsure of what he wants to hear.
Adler sighs and his lips find the side of my neck and my collarbone while his hands slide up my back and start to rub my shoulders. “You can give me a real answer. How are you feeling?” He asks again.
As nervous as I am to give him an answer he doesn't like, he asked me to be honest. “I'm sore everywhere. There's nowhere on me that doesn't ache, and it feels like I never sleep enough.” I say quietly.
Part of me is excited that his response will make me rethink my answer, that he'll tie me up and whip or spank me until I'm actually sore all over. That maybe he'll invite his friends over again to fuck me until I regret complaining.
I'm kind of hoping I'm right. I like not having an opinion or a choice. I’ve grown to realize how exhausting it is to always be the one deciding. Maybe I was meant to live this life, as a pet and someone's slave.
Adler sighs and stands to his full height, his hands finding their way into my hair and massaging my scalp. “I need to go into the office today. How about you take this over to the bath, have a nice long soak, and enjoy the day in bed? I can have all your meals brought to you in bed by the housekeeper.” He asks against the shell of my ear.
I shiver, both from the chills that line me when he's this close to me and his offer for an easy day. I don't know how long he'll be gone but I'd get to enjoy however long he's gone without having to crawl or sit on the floor. “Yes, master. Thank you.” I say with a small smile across my face.
“You're welcome, kitten. Go ahead and take your tail out for the day and get in the tub, I will finish up here by myself.” He replies before kissing the top of my ear.
I smile, leaning my head onto his chest and staring up at him for a moment. “Thank you, master.” I say again.
Chapter 11
Adler
Ididn't want to go into the office today or any day that I have Violet in my home, but Kellan Morse demanded to see me.
He offered to come to my house for the meeting, I'm just not willing to risk him seeing my little pet. He doesn't deserve to see the beautiful woman wearing my collar. He doesn't deserve to see her naked and leashed.
