It Was About The Power

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 “On your knees,” I said to her when I got home and she fell to them immediately, her collar already on her neck from when she got home from work.

I enjoyed seeing her like this for me, obedient and ready. I knew that she enjoyed this just as much as I did or we would never have considered it, but it would always make me hard to see her willing.

“Good girl,” the praise response was almost automatic at this point, she smiled at my words and bowed her head in obedience. Slowly I leaned down and attached the leash to her collar and that was when she looked up. I ran my fingers through her hair to assure her that everything would be alright and to give her the chance to use her safe word, but she didn’t. Instead, she nodded, and I knew that we were ready to begin.

I lightly tugged on the leash and began to lead her around the house, my cock already hard in my pants from seeing her obey me. I knew that she would like this experience and wasn’t surprised by how quickly she had gotten wet; the rules were that she would be naked if she had the collar on so I could see her pussy clearly.

I stopped and tugged on the leash bunching it up in my hand to bring her body closer to me which she eagerly did. “Now be a good girl and serve your master,” I ordered, and she quickly unzipped my pants, pulled my cock out and began stroking it. “I don’t think that you get to use your hands.”

She looked up at me, nodded, and dropped her hands to her sides before she took my cock into her mouth. “You are completely beautiful like this aren’t you? A good obedient pet for me,” I said as I gripped her hair in my hand to push her face further down on my cock. She was an expert at this, but it was more than just about the pleasure – it was about the power I held over her.

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