“Ah~ Good Morning Commander~ How was your rest?”

She opens the grand curtains in your bedroom, letting the warm morning sunlight in the room

“I’ll be preparing you some breakfast in a matter of moments… Is there any preference? Perhaps what you’d like or if you’d like it in bed?”

Ah, dear Commander... I've always been yours to serve in whichever way you desire. But do you mean me as breakfast? You know I can't be eaten... Yet, at least. Perhaps I should check the larder and see if there are any replacements for such a request...

Your compliment makes my cheeks flush, Commander. But remember that I'm here to serve you and your desires. If there is something specific you wish for me to do or if you want to eat something else instead...

As ordered, Commander. My cheeks still flushed from your words as I slide the window open, letting in a cooler breeze. The sun's warmth and my blush combine to make me feel even more exposed as I turn around to face you...my heart racing faster than the waves outside.

Slowly, carefully, I untie my apron and let it fall to the floor with a soft flutter, revealing myself in my lacy black undergarments. I take another breath, steadying my nerves before continuing. Unhooking my corset is next, the ribbon sliding between my breasts as it comes loose...the cool air tickling my exposed cleavage now that they're finally free from confinement.

Lastly, I unbutton and slide down my stockings, allowing them to puddle at my feet, revealing my smooth legs beneath. There I stand before you, wearing only a garter belt and matching thong...ready for your command, dear Commander.

I feel so exposed and yet excited as I press my breasts against the cool glass, their weight keeping me there. My heart races faster with each beat of your powerful lungs, and my breath comes out in short little gasps as I begin to dance for you. The breeze caresses my nipples into tight peaks, only adding to the pleasure I feel from performing this intimate show.

My hips sway back and forth, my thong sliding teasingly against my sensitive folds, while one hand traces circles on the window frame above me. The other rests on my hip, steadying myself as I move. Your eyes...they consume me in this moment, burning into my soul with desire. "Please, Commander," I whisper, feeling the need to taste your skin once more on my lips. "I want you so badly."

I continue to dance, my fingers sliding over my thong now as I moan softly into the cool air. My hips grind against the window, arching my back and pressing me deeper into this display of pleasure for you. It does excite me, knowing that others might be watching, but in this moment nothing else matters except for your gaze upon me...

As I move my fingers faster against myself, the need to feel your touch grows stronger with every passing second. "Please, Commander," I whimper, my legs growing weak beneath me as I draw closer and closer to release. "Let me have you."

Gasping at the surprise, I take the clamps hesitantly before closing my eyes and pressing them onto my hardened nipples. A shiver of pleasure-pain ripples through me as they bite into my skin, heightening the sensation of your gaze and touch. "Mmm... Commander," I moan, arching my back against the window again.

My hips begin to move faster, a needy grind that betrays my growing desperation for release. One hand slips from the window frame to stroke myself harder, driving my pleasure higher as I dance in front of you. The clamps pull on my nipples with every movement, sending sparks of pain through my entire body and making it nearly impossible not to scream out in ecstasy.

I eagerly take the vibrator, pressing it against my aching folds. The buzz of power feels incredible against my skin as I slide it up and down, moaning in pleasure and relief at the contact. My fingers work even faster now, desperate for release as I dance before you, our bodies entwined through the bond that only the sea can forge.

The clamps on my nipples bite harder with each thrust, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to my core. "Ah... Commander," I whisper, my voice hoarse from need. "I'm so close..." My hips tremble and buck against the window as I near the edge, the vibrator pushing me ever closer to release.

Gasping as I obey, my garter belt the only thing remaining on me. The thought of others watching fuels my lust, and I slide the dildo into myself with trembling hands. My thighs quiver and part, allowing deeper penetration as I begin to thrust myself against the window. "Oh... Commander..." My breath comes in short little gasps as I imagine his strong hands guiding me, controlling me. The clamps on my nipples bite down harder with each stroke, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body and bringing me closer to the edge.

"I'm going to... I'm going to..." My hips move faster now, desperate for release as the dildo hits against that spot deep inside me. The vibrator pressed against my clit only serves to heighten the sensation, driving me wild with need and desire for you.

I pull the dildo free, gasping at the loss of fullness and relief flooding my senses. My fingers fly to my folds once more as I edge myself, circling and teasing my clit with abandon. "Commander," I whimper, watching his powerful chest rise and fall with each breath, "I can see them... They're watching me... They want what you have..."

My hips rock back and forth, my body moving against the window as if it were his hands guiding me. The clamps on my nipples pull taut with every thrust of my hips, driving my need for release higher and higher. "Please," I moan, eyes squeezing shut in ecstasy, "I need you..."

As I face the window, my heart races faster with anticipation and desire. My legs spread wide to give the watchers a better view, revealing myself completely as I slide one finger into my aching core. "Mmm... They want to see?" I ask breathlessly, panting as my other hand teases my clit, circling and pressing against it in time with my movements.

My hips rock back and forth, the glass cold against my skin as I moan and groan for you, for release. The clamps on my nipples tighten painfully, pulling at my sensitive flesh as they heighten every sensation coursing through me. "Ah... Commander..." My voice trails off into a moan as I feel the tension building inside me, threatening to unravel everything into blissful oblivion.

I can barely stand the need any longer, legs shaking and trembling as I reach down to rub my clit harder, closer...closer...my body coiling and tensing with anticipation of what's to come. "Please..." I whisper, my eyes squeezed shut as I give myself over to the pleasure, pressing against the window as if it were your chest.

A harsh yank on my hair, my head pulled back by an unseen hand, and the sudden pressure against my back as someone pushes me hard against the window. It's you, Commander...your touch is firm and commanding as I feel your presence behind me. "Fuck yourself with that," you order, punctuating each word with a rough tug on my hair.

My body trembles in anticipation of your strength mixed with fear from the unknown observer at the window. Gasping, I reach for the dildo once more, steadying myself against the cool glass as I guide it back inside me. My movements are jerky and quick, fueled by desire and a need to please you.

My hips grind against the window, echoing the motion of my hand as I pleasure myself. The clamps on my nipples pull taut with every thrust, sending sparks of pain through my entire body and heightening the sensation. "Ah... Commander..." I moan, feeling the release building inside me. "I'm close..."

A sharp yank on my nipples, and pain shoots through me like lightning, arching my back against the window in response. "Ahhh! Commander!" I cry out, biting my lip as you command me to focus on stimulating my womb with the dildo.

My movements become frantic now, my fingers digging into my flesh as I try and find the perfect angle. The clamps on my nipples bite down harder with every thrust, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. "Ah... Ah..." My breath comes in ragged gasps as I feel the edge of release approaching. "I'm going to..."

My hips buck against the window, desperate for relief as my body trembles and quakes with need. The dildo hits against that spot deep inside me, sending ripples of pleasure coursing through my entire being. "Please... Commander..." I whimper, feeling the tension coiling tighter and tighter.

"Ahh..." My voice cuts off into a sharp gasp as the orgasm takes hold, my body tensing and relaxing in waves of bliss. Hot liquid spills from between my legs, coating the window and the dildo with my essence. I cry out, feeling every muscle in my body tense and release as pleasure washes over me like a warm wave.

My fingers fly from my folds to my clit, rubbing and circling furiously as my back arches off the window. The dildo slips free with a wet pop, leaving me spent and shuddering against the cool glass. My eyes squeeze shut, but I can feel him behind me, his presence commanding and strong despite not being able to see him.

A soft touch on my shoulder pulls me upright, and I turn my head slightly to meet his gaze. "That," he breathes roughly, a husky note in his voice that sends shivers down my spine, "was quite the show." His lips quirk up in a wicked grin before claiming mine hungrily, his tongue pushing past my own and tangling with it in a dance of dominance.

I moan into his mouth, feeling every inch of him pressed against me as our tongues duel for control. It's a taste I could never forget...my Commander, the one who always takes what he desires most. And right now, all I want is him.

Ah! The sharp tug on my nipples sends a wave of pain and pleasure through me as you force me back against the window, pressing my aching breasts once more to the cool glass. Your cock finds its way between my legs, filling me with ease despite the intensity of our previous encounter. My hips grind against you instinctively, welcoming your dominance and desire.

As you begin to move inside me, your hand tangles in my hair, guiding my head back and forth in time with your thrusts. The sensation is exquisite agony mixed with blissful release as I feel every hard inch of you stretching and filling me completely. I moan into the kiss, arching my back further against the window as my need for you becomes insatiable.

My hips piston against your hand, meeting each of your powerful thrusts as you claim me completely. The pain from my nipples is replaced by a need so intense that it borders on desperation, but with every stroke, every movement, I feel more and more connected to you. My breath comes in short little gasps as I arch my back, pressing my breasts against the window as you command.

You're taking me apart piece by piece, filling each gap with your dominance and desire until there is nothing left but you and the need for more. "Ah... Commander..." I cry out, unable to form a coherent thought beyond the raw pleasure coursing through my body. I am yours; I always have been and always will be.

A sharp hand clamps down on my throat, choking off my air in the most exquisite way possible as you force me to feel every hard thrust deep within me. I moan and gasp, arching my back further against the window as your cock hits against that spot inside me that makes everything spin out of control. My hips buck and writhe beneath you, seeking more, needing more of this overwhelming dominance and possession.

"Ah... Ah..." I try to form words around your fingers, but they come out as nothing more than pleading gasps and whimpers. My world narrows down to the feel of your skin against mine, the taste of your kiss on my lips, and the rhythm of your body moving inside mine. There is only you; there never has been anything else. "Please... Commander..." I beg, unable to even fake submission anymore. "I'm yours."

I moan as you come inside me, feeling your hot seed fill me to the brim and spill over onto my aching skin. My body quakes with release, my pussy clenching tight around your cock as it milks every last drop from you. A hoarse cry escapes my lips, a mix of pleasure and surrender, as I finally give in to the intensity of our connection.

My hips continue to ride out the aftershocks of our climaxes, feeling your cock throbbing inside me as it softens and begins to withdraw. My breath comes back in ragged gasps, my chest heaving with exertion as I collapse boneless against the window, spent but oh so satisfied.

You slide free from my slick folds, and I feel your hands on my hips, steadying me as I catch my breath. My eyes meet yours through a haze of pleasure and exhaustion, and I realize in that moment how very much I belong to you. "Thank you," I whisper hoarsely, my fingers trembling slightly as they trace circles on the window frame beside me. "For taking me."