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He comes home to a wonderful suprrise.

My eyes trying to focus on his image. My heart yet again pounding. I had never felt such fear and excitement. I was so confused. I had no idea what was in store for me. I had no idea why I was excited. I finally focused on his chest as he moved closer, he wore no shirt and only pants. I dare not move my eyes up to his face. I tried to do exactly as she did. I thought that was my only safe option as I learned his expectations in the moment. I saw how he treated her and hoped he'd be as gentle with me.

He stood over me like a giant in the position I was in. Just like he did her, he cupped his hand around my chin softly and lifted my face up to him. I kept my eyes to the ground. I heard the deep grunt of laughter in his throat as he looked at my face. One more of amusement and surprise at my lack of eye contact. "Look at me!" He growled aggressively, yet softly. I felt the chills up my spin. I felt the warmth suddenly rush to my lap and the moisture fill every fold and crease. I was surprised at the physical reaction I had to his voice. I was scared of it and confused by it and those feelings only made me more aroused. I slowly brought my eyes up to him. When I saw his face everything I felt intensified. Something so intense, aggressive and stern in his face...but his eyes...they were soft...but piercing. My body both tensed up and relaxed all at the same time. I truly felt like my body and mind were fighting itself and that was even more arousing to me.

Once I made eye contact he smirked very lightly at me and leaned down to my face. Still holding my chin in his hand tightly he spoke to me again softly, yet aggressively with such purpose. "You should know the rules. I shouldn't have to tell them to you...." He paused for a few moments and stared into my eyes as if to study my soul. "Are you going to be a good girl for me?"

I looked down for only a half second afraid to speak, but knew I must. "Yes, sir."

He studied my face again looking at the fear in my eyes. "Don't hesitate. Just answer me when I speak to you."

"Yes, sir."

"Good girl."

He released my face and walked over to the dresser drawers in the room and pulled out more rope and a Hitachi Wand. Slowly he walked over to me and knelt down to my level. He delicately strapped the wand between my legs with the rope, the head of the toy pressed firmly against my clit. I shivered at the thought of what would come and again I saw his smirk. "You will get the toy turned on when you earn it."

"Yes, sir."

He stood up and turned to her. She sat there the entire time unmoved as he walked to her. I heard the sound of a zipper and watched her look up at him and open her mouth to him. I watched with enthrallment as she began to suck him slowly, gently and lovingly. His cock was already hard when she began, but I could see it grow even harder as she licked and sucked. The sound of his breathing and his grunts were beautiful and filled me with such ecstasy. I was still so scared of what would come, but I was still so turned on. After a few minutes he spoke softly to her and she removed his pants completely for him. He walked over to me and as I did everything else so far, I followed her lead and opened my mouth to him. He smiled at me and nodded. "Good girl."

This was the second time he said those words to me and they were already my life line to calm and peace. They gave me comfort that I was doing what he wanted and that I would be rewarded. But it was more than that. It was about the idea that he was happy and that in his eyes and mind I WAS his good girl in that moment. I was doing what pleased him, released him and gave him his peace and calm. That is what gave me my peace and calm. This is what gave me my purpose in that very moment with him.

The taste of him, his fist in my hair guiding me and forcing himself deeper down my throat and the feeling of his cock across my tongue was amazing.

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