| The sun edged through the blinds laying a golden ray across her body and illuminating her form that was thrust up in an arched position. Fingers dancing upon parted folds, her lips opening to let out a gasp as her k9 Master dug his tongue deeply tasting of her morning arousal. Suddenly, like always, her voice raised in the keening cry of release, the muscles of her legs trembling her inner walls fluttering with the vibrant explosion that rocked her senses. It was like this every morning since she had come to live with the one that now held her chains. He would open the door letting his bullmastiff enter her sleeping chambers, only to close it behind and allow him to awaken her. Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined it would be like this, when he had said she would have not one but four Masters. Her reverie was broken by the insistent growls of her four legged Master and the nip upon her thigh, she knew what was to happen and obediently she rose to her knees and leaned over, her legs spread wide offering the dripping depths of her heat to him. Without hesitation he rose up and mounted her, his hard length slipping into her tightness, the velvet walls closing around him accepting his feral like thrusts, her hips arching to accept him deeper within trying to fulfill her aching need, each nerve in her body igniting as he pushed to tie with his bitch, and mate her once more and complete the natural instincts that had been taught to him. She could feel him swelling within her; feel the tip of his throbbing length press against her cervix looking for its entrance. A cry of pleasure erupted from her as he pushed forward with a violent thrust and impaled her completely on his slick cock his knot taking hold and stretching her beyond the limits she ever thought she could accept. With a few more thrusts she felt the release of his seed, filling her womb and causing her to yell out once more as the orgasm washed over her with a violent frenzy. Her inner walls milking him for every drop he offered, and her body quivering with the wanton heat that suffused it. For what seemed like hours she laid there held in the grip of passion, and his tying. It was not until her two legged Masters voice was heard that she came back to her senses, letting out a yelp as Tison pulled from her tight depths at the sound of his voice. “ Ahh good morning slut, are you ready for your day now?” Sheepishly she looked at his strong features over her shoulder. Not moving an inch, for is a single drop spilled out that was not normal she would be facing a far worse punishment than the feel of his cat, she would be locked away without touch or pleasure for a week. Her lips curled into a brilliant smile as she spoke quietly into the room with great enthusiasm. “ Yes Master your slut is ready for the day!” Little did she know it was going to be a very special day… **Just a beginning to what will hopefully be a well like series. Hope you enjoy!** |
