I saw less of Master than usual. toy. He never volunteered what happened to it, I never asked. “But I suppose maybe it was stress.” His fingers brush against my nipple, sending a shiver down my spine. Master watches me, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. The master’s fingers move to my clit, teasing the sensitive nub as he watches my response. He steps closer to me, his eyes locked on mine. Yes. Just as I think I can’t take anymore, he picks up the pace even more, pushing me over the edge. Yes. Master notices my reaction and smirks, his fingers tracing the droplet as it falls. He continues to thrust into me, his hips slapping against my ass with each forceful motion. Master watches me, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. My body trembles under his touch, and I can’t help but moan softly. I decide my first order of business for the day is to crawl back into my warm inviting bed. I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge,
