“Thank you, Mistress!” he cried, diving back in. I rode him hard, and when I was ready, I growled, “Come for me, slut.”
He erupted, and so did I, collapsing onto him. I stayed there, catching my breath, then stood. He dropped to the floor, kissing my feet, thanking me endlessly. I knew then — he was mine.
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