With gentle hands, and surprising skill, he put my hair up into an updo, giving him full access to my neck.
With the cool vinyl pressed against the front of my neck, Seth kissing my cheek over and over as fastened the tiny, silver buckle. I was marked as his once more.
My master scooped me into his arms, as he had done so often before, and carried me to the bed, setting me down near the edge. The warmth of his gentle hands gave me a tingle as he opened my legs.
“Fuck yeah, this is what I wanted,” he groaned. “This is what I didn’t want to give up.”
Seth took his time, kissing his way from my knee, all the way up my thigh, before finally ending up on my pussy. Nursing me tenderly before digging in with considerably more gusto, he started devouring my tender pussy until I was nearly screaming with pure pleasure, holding me by the wrists as I writhed. Then he slowed to a gentle lick on my vulva as I recovered after hitting my peak.
Adjusting his grip to one that was further up my arms, he pulled me down closer to the edge, until my ass was nearly hanging off of it, which was exactly where he wanted me. Meeting no resistance on my part, my master positioned my body just the way he liked.
My ankles were pressing down against his shoulders and my hands were braced over my head, giving him absolute control of the situation. He began stroking the beautiful head of his cock against my sensitive pussy lips, just to make sure I was ready to receive, my master a good and gentle one.
“Does your pussy want my cock?” he asked me.
“Yes,” I whispered. “It wants it so bad.”
He eased his way inside, my pussy adjusting as I got used to being filled up so completely. His was the only cock I ever wanted. I would be with him or no one, for the rest of my life. That was all there was to it. Fortunately, I had no intention of ever being away from him again.
With an impeccable sense of timing, my beautiful master worked me just right, fucking me slow when I needed it, and hard as soon as I could handle it. He was repaying my trust in him with wonderful sex, filling me with more joy than I’d ever imagined possible.
And he filled me with something else that was unexpected. I had been so caught up in the moment and the ecstatic sensations coursing through my being that I didn’t immediately notice when Seth’s massive load flooded into my pussy.
We hadn’t really thought to use condoms, and I wasn’t on any kind of birth control.
I looked at him, a question in my eyes, and he simply smiled.
“I want to fill you with all of me,” he said. “And I want to put a baby in you.”
“Okay, master,” I told him, surprising myself by liking the idea.
“We are going to be together forever,” he said, planting gentle kisses on my cheeks, his cock still deep inside me, for good.
Chapter Twelve - Seth
Two Months Later
“You look like you’re feeling better, pet,” I remarked when I walked in the front door.
“Much better,” she confirmed.
My poor Jonna had woken up feeling awful, and had spent the morning puking like crazy.
Some of the lockdown restrictions had lifted now and the two of us were back to working in the office, albeit masked and socially distanced, but obviously today, she’d been in no shape to work.
I’d offered to stay home with her, but she knew I had a meeting today that had already been rescheduled twice. No matter how hard I’d fought her, she’d staunchly refused to let me stay, and I’ve quickly learned that when she wants to be, Jonna can be even more stubborn than I was.
“Besides,” she’d insisted, “It’s not like there’s anything you can do other than stay here, watch me throw up, and possibly end up catching whatever this is yourself.”
I’d tried to argue, but she was having none of it. But that didn’t mean I was going to stay the whole day, so once that meeting was over, I’d headed back home.
But now, she’s looking much better. The color is back in her face, but it’s more than that. She’s wearing a smile and a sparkle in her eyes, rather than the look of nauseated misery of this morning.
She sprang to her feet upon seeing me and launched herself at me, so enthusiastically that she nearly toppled me over.
“Whoa! What’s going on?” I exclaimed. “I wasn’t gone that long, was I?”
“How was your meeting?” she asked me.
“It was fine, but what’s up with you? You’re practically vibrating.”
And she was, palpable excitement rippling through her.
“Close your eyes,” she demanded.
I lifted an eyebrow and she pouted at me.