All of Her

The woman lay on the bed with her long hair fanned out around her.  She wore a short black dress that she knew would be taken off soon.  Her eyes opened in excitement when a noise to her right showed a man coming into the room.  He was tall and as  he placed a bag on the floor, she knew no fear of him.  He was dressed in a casual shirt and jeans but his hair had been tousled by the wind.  The woman had chosen this man to be her Master, to give direction to her as she needed and she had great respect for him.  One could look at him and see that he was quiet, but intelligent.  His eyes spoke volumes to her even without speaking.  The woman sat up on the side of the bed and waited for him to finish his task.  He was gentle but firm with her and she knew which buttons not to press.  The woman had been taught how to serve her Master and there was a deep bond between the two of them.  They exchanged small talk for a few minutes and then he told her to take her clothes off.   She did as he requested without hesitating because this was their routine.   This was his time to observe her and touch her.  They had not seen each other for a couple weeks but to her it felt much longer. She closed her eyes with every  sensation.   Her Master enjoyed touching her and though she  had been self-conscious in the beginning, she wasn't now.  He told her to get on her knees and she obeyed him. He stood in front of her and unzipped his pants for her.  This was her time to worship his cock and he expected her to do that each time.  As she sucked him, thrust him deeper and deeper into her throat , she knew that for everything that she gave him, he would give  back to her. The night was filled with spankings and bondage time. She loved the ropes being tied on her and every moment with her Master was spent giving him all of her. Giving him control.