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He could see it in her eyes. She hated and loved it simultaneously and he nodded as she did. "Yes, sweetie, I understand."

Her mouth was working his cock like a vacuum cleaner, a pleasant one to be sure, but it felt as if she were trying to suck him completely into her. Adjusting his position, JW splayed his legs wide, his knees pointing to the ceiling as he coaxed, "Yes, sweetie, suck your Master's dick, worship it and show me again your love."
 
BArbara poured all her adoration into the blow job, licking him and sucking him, gently massaging his balls, and giving him all she had to give.
 
JW allowed Barbara to suck and lick his cock coaxing him closer to an orgasm with each movement.

Long before he came though, JW stopped her and whispered, "Let's go home sweetie."
 
Home, yes, that was what she wanted, where she wanted to be.

"Yes master, thank you! I enjoyed this place, but I want to go home!"

She stood, releasing him with an audible 'pop' and smiled. She was aroused, and so was he, and now, they just had to hold on for a little bit.

They made their way through the darkened corridors of the club, and out a door into the car park, making their way to the van.
 
They drove back to the house, keeping more or less silent. JW had Barbara kneeling on the passenger seat facing him. Whenever the opportunity presented itself, JW kept his hands on Barbara, tweaking her tit, caressing her pussy, teasing and tickling her.

As they arrived at the house, JW turned to Barbara, "You did pretty well today, sweetie, I am proud of you."
 
"You did pretty well today, sweetie, I am proud of you."

Barbara beamed, delighted with his praise, and with the knowledge that she had pleased him. The journey home seemed to take forever, the constant pinches to her nipples and touches to her bare flesh kept her arousal on high, and she was barely able to contain herself until they got home.
 
JW opened the door to the van and held his hand out for Barbara and led her upstairs to his bedroom. He spun her onto his bed, eliciting a yelp and a giggle as she bounced on the mattress.

Dropping his pants, JW stepped out of them and in between her legs. Grabbing her knees, he spread Barbara wide and scooted up until the head of his cock pressed against her wanton, wet opening. Pressing his hips forward, his cock slid into her and JW said, "Mine. Forever."
 
He had surprised her, tossing her onto the bed like that. Barbara cried out, momentarily startled, and then she began to giggle. She spread her legs wide, arching her back, welcoming him as he entered her.

"Mine. Forever."

When he spoke, she felt her heart swell with joy. There were no two words that could have brought her greater happiness. She looked up at him, love shining in her eyes, and spoke.

"Yes My Master, yours, forever!"
 
It was slow and easy. JW raised and lowered his hips, driving his cock deep into Barbara while staring into her eyes. His passion for her rose higher as their breathing commingled, much like their fluids would soon.

His arms wrapped around Barbara's knees and he pulled her legs up and in, her ankles hooked over his shoulders, as her firm thighs pressed against her chest.

"Tomorrow, Sweetie, we begin to erase your past, leaving you nothing but me."
 
"Tomorrow, Sweetie, we begin to erase your past, leaving you nothing but me."

She stretched upward, arching her neck to kiss him passionately. She ought to have been terrified by his announcement, yet she was excited, thrilled to take another step in her path of giving herself to her master, body and soul.
 
JW felt the ripple of pleasure and excitement course through her body, and the palpitation of her womanhood around his manhood. His hips maintained a slow steady pace, driving his pelvis against her clit before rotating down to drive his cock deep into her.

JW lowered his mouth to hers, his tongue flicking across her lips. As Barbara moaned, he slid his tongue into her mouth, feeling her tongue reach out to meet his, to dance with it.
 
It was, in many ways, more passionate for being controlled and measured. His kisses muted her cries, and Barbara could feel her body responding to him, as she squeezed his cock rhythmically with the muscles of her pussy.

She was moaning, and writhing with pleasure, and she asked him for permission to cum again.
 
Slowly JW rammed himself into Barbara. It was a posksesksive loving coupling, his body ripping pleasure from her as if she were a buried treasure and he a fortune seeker. Each stroke of his cock said "Mine" while each roll of his hips grinding his pelvis against her sensitive nub declared "Forever."
 
Their joining was passionate and extremely intimate, and it was as through they were the only two people in the world. Barbara came hard, her body convulsing as she succumbed to the tidal wave of ecstasy.

She looked up at him and smiled.

"I love you Master!"
 
JW looked at Barbara and nodded, "Yes, but not like you are going to." He pulled the covers up over their bodies, and whispered, "Now, be a good girl and sleep, tomorrow will be very important."
 
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