“I didn’t hear you.”
“You are my Master, and I am your concubine,” I said, louder, feeling smaller and more humble every time I said the words. This was just one aspect of his domination, to make me tiny by comparison to his power.
He made me say it five more times, each time louder. Finally, I was shouting the words. He smiled, and thrust my legs apart and f****d me hard. He kept hammering into me until he groaned and filled me with his seed. The surging power of his semen drove the breath from my body, and redoubled my feelings of submission. Each s****l act with him was a repeat of his conquest over me.
He grunted and then fell atop me, and inhaled my scent. After a moment he moved in back of me, spooning my body and clutching my breasts. I moved slightly, smiling proudly as my mast
