The Masters Surprise - Part Fourteen

He went to the bathroom and came back with a bowl of warm soapy water and warm towel. He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and began to wash her. Cleaning her of everything the evening had brought. Gently soaping her breasts then rinsing and drying with the warm towel. Moving downwards cleaning every nook and cranny in her pussy, soothingly massaging warm soapy water into her ass. Once she was clean he surveyed her clean body, tied to the four corners of the bed, she couldn’t see him, she couldn’t hear him but she knew what was coming. He climbed in between her legs and licked her pussy, then eased his cock into her cunt. This time they could both cum, he started slowly, screwing her to the bed. He couldn’t get any further into her, he carried on slowly pumping, working up to a steady fucking. Then he felt the orgasm starting in his balls, deep inside. He carried on pumping, her breath was coming in gasps, he knew how to grind into her and make her cum. If he moved in a certain way he would catch her clit every time. He kept it steady, making it last, teasing her, pumping a little faster each time. The speed suddenly increased, he couldn’t wait much longer. He grabbed her hips and forced himself into her harder and faster, his fingers digging into her love handles. She cried out ‘ fuck me harder’ and he obliged, their breathing erratic and laboured. She was pulling on the ropes, trying to lift her legs, leaving deep red marks on her ankles. He reached across and pulled them loose, immediately her legs were up around his back. Thrusting deeper into her cunt carnal lust took over and they were both in their own world as orgasms gripped their bodies. ‘Uuaarghh’ he cried out, an animal sound from deep within his body as he spewed his spunk into her cunt. He carried on fucking her, feeling his ball sack emptying into her cunt. Her body arched into his. ‘Fuck’ she cried ‘Fuck’ as she climaxed ‘Bastard, fill my cunt’ He jerked as the last of his cum eked out of his cock. He was spent. He leaned up and untied her hands then he laid his full weight on top of her.

Her body ached from the orgasm; his heaviness on her was comforting. She felt protected. He would lay there for some time, he always did. She laid and waited for him and quietly whispered ‘Thank you Master’.

The End