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I swallowed, the very thought of it making me bite my lower lip in anticipation. “And I have to do everything you say.”

“Yes.”

The chinos were undone with a quick movement of his hands and his renewed erection surged upward to stand tall before my eyes, its length thickly veined, the head slick and flushed with colour. With one hand, he angled his dick down to point at my mouth. “So, attend to me.”

I didn’t need to be told twice.

I sucked him in greedily, taking him in as deep as I could, moaning as his salty goodness spilled over my tongue. His cock felt even more amazing in my mouth the second time around, and the way he watched me going down on him, with those eyes dark with lust, only made it that much hotter. I returned the gaze hotly as I pulled back to his crest, then pushed forward again, watching with rapt attention as he pulled his top over his head to reveal a glorious bounty of male perfection.

I drank him in and wanted nothing more than to reach out and run my nails down that broad chest of defined muscle, his light dusting of black hair seeming only to add to his appeal. Strange, I’d never really found chest hair to be attractive, but on him, it only added to his allure. It made him look wild and untamed, and contrasted so vividly with the image of control he portrayed on the pages of GQ.

He was everything I’d ever imagined and so much more.

Spurred on by his little strip tease, I sucked harder, my cheeks hollowing as I drew him in. There were no fancy tricks this time. I just went all out and worshiped his dick with my mouth.

Then his hand slid through my hair, fisting and twisting, holding me still as his hips started rolling.

“Yeah… let your master fuck your mouth,” the Senator groaned in a guttural rasp that sent a shiver straight down to the still heat between my legs. “Get me nice and wet for your tight little cunt.”

His hips churned, the circles growing larger, forcing me to take him deep, deeper than I’d ever taken a man before.

This was new territory for me. Whenever I’d given head before, I’d always been the one in charge. It was all part of the thrill, but the senator somehow took that control away. Now he had the power, and I gave in to his commands like a good attendant.

And I loved it.

He fucked my mouth hard, but with perfect control, his pace unwavering. I could feel him passing through the gate of my throat, the crown pulsing and swelling, and it made me crazy with need, desperate to feel him between my legs, filling me up-

He pulled back, withdrawing completely from my mouth. Then his arms were around me and he’d pulled me back to my feet, into a deep lush kiss that had me melting all over again. This was the first time anyone had ever kissed me straight after I’d sucked them, and the idea that he must be able to taste himself was so kinky, I almost came.

And while his mouth took mine, his hands brushed up my arms to where I was manacled to the bedpost. Much to my embarrassment, the tie came undone with a quick tug. However, I had no time to enjoy my freedom, as no sooner had the silk come away than he was spinning me around, pushing me up against the post.

I clung to it gratefully, my legs still a bit too shaky. Smooth and polished to a high shine, the timber felt deliciously cool against my overheated skin. “M-Master, please!”

“Patience, Kora. You really need to learn patience if you want to be my attendant.” His low promise had me tingling all over, as did the way his hands slid down my back and under my silks to the string of my panties.

The delicate fabric snapped like dental floss under his huge hands. Then he hiked my silks up and over my butt and nudged my legs open further with his knees.

I obeyed and leant forward more, raising my ass in the air. I should have been embarrassed, knowing he could see me, all of me, my most private and personal places, but I wanted him to see.

“Ahh!” I gasped as he gave my backside a swat.

It hurt a little, but then the sting dissolved into hot pleasure and I couldn’t resist giving a quick, inviting wiggle. Fuck, what was wrong with me? I’d never been into spanking before. Hell, I was acting like a complete slut, and I didn’t care. The Senator was everything my dreams and fantasies had promised, and I just knew he was going to be so much more before he was finished with me.

“Like that, Kora?” the Senator asked, slowly rubbing the hot spot his hand had left across my right cheek, massaging the heat into my skin. “Want more?”

Somewhere, there was the soft sound of a drawer opening and closing. Then a packet tearing. But I was too consumed by the wantonness rippling through me to give it much thought. It just felt so good, I just couldn’t stand it. “Yes!”

He withdrew his hand, letting the warmth bleed away. “Yes?”

I could feel him. Feel it. Feel its heat licking up my folds before its blunt tip pressed into my little bundle of nerves and fireworks sparked behind my eyes. I edged back, raising my hips to try to slide onto him, only for him to pull back.

For a long moment, there was nothing. It was as if time held its breath for us and the sudden solitude of the moment made my heart thunder in my ears. And I was too scared to move, to breathe, in case all this shattered around me and revealed itself as nothing but just another incredible dream.

Then his mouth was by my ear, his voice a rumble that had my pussy clenching.

“Yes what?”

“Master!” I wailed, pleading. He’d driven me mad, and I was just too horny to care. In all my life, nothing had ever gotten me this worked up. I needed him inside me. Needed to feel his hardness filling me up. “Please, Master… my cunt’s so wet for you… give it to me… please, give it to me-oh oh God, oh fuck-”

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