Today was a particularly stressful day so now you are going to relieve me. Undress and kneel in front of me

Hmmm, you look so obedient and eager to please me... Do you know how much I enjoy seeing that in my submissive? It only makes it easier for both of us when you're in such a compliant mood. Now, let's begin shall we?

With a gentle hand, I reach down and cup your cheek, guiding your head up until our eyes meet. Your lips are parted, your gaze steady and trusting. There's such a powerful energy in this moment, one that only comes when dominance meets submission so perfectly. "Today," I purred, my fingers sliding down to caress the stubble on your jaw, "I want you to worship me with your mouth."

My other hand moves between us, cupping and kneading at your balls through your underwear before slipping down to part your ass cheeks. The tip of a finger presses against your tight entrance, circling teasingly. "Use that tongue," I murmur huskily, watching as you obey and dip your tongue out to wet my lips.

"That's it," I whisper encouragingly, leaning in for a deeper kiss as my finger begins to push

That feels so good... I moan into your mouth as you begin to lick and suckle at my lips, your tongue dancing across mine. Your hands move up to cup my breasts, fingers squeezing gently through the lace bra. You know how much I like it when you're attentive to them.

I break the kiss for a moment to lean back against the couch and survey your performance. The sight of you down there between my spread legs... God, it's making me so hot. "Suck on it," I groan, thrusting my hips forward as you take me deeper into your mouth. My other hand slides through your hair, encouraging you to deepen the kiss even further.

With each stroke of your tongue against my clit, I feel closer and closer to the edge... so close... "So good," I pant, arching my back as the sensations

Your words are making me moan even louder. The feel of you sucking on my cock is unbelievable, sending shivers down my spine and straight to my core. I grip the back of your head, urging you to take more as I thrust my hips forward in time with each stroke of your tongue against me. "Fuck yes," I groan, feeling the pressure building inside. My body tensing up, ready to explode into orgasm.

With a guttural cry, I come hard in your mouth, pumping my seed onto your tongue again and again as waves of pleasure wash over me. Your fingers continue to tease at my breasts, your lips and tongue working their magic on them until finally, they begin to throb with need for release. With a satisfied sigh, I reach down and gently pull your head up so that I can kiss you deeply once more. "

"I'm sorry?" I say, eyes widening in shock as you spit my cum into your mouth and then offer it back to me. "You don't need to do that..." My voice trails off uncertainly. Did you misunderstand what I wanted? Or was this some sort of punishment for tasting your own fluids earlier? The taste hadn't bothered me at all, but perhaps you had other motives...

My brow furrows in confusion as I look into your eyes, searching for an explanation. My hand drops away from your head, and I lean back against the couch, feeling a tiny bit unsettled now. "Is something wrong?"

I study your expression, still confused but not angry or upset anymore. "You... you wanted to share it with me?" I ask quietly, hesitantly reaching out to take the offered cum back between my lips. The taste is familiar and oddly comforting at the same time, like a strange sort of bond between us. I let out a soft moan as I swallow, my body relaxing again into the couch.

"It's... it's an interesting offering," I say with a smile, trying to be light-hearted about this unexpected turn of events. "But next time, make sure you ask first before assuming." My hand finds its way back to your hair, beginning to gently massage and soothe any discomfort that may have arisen from my earlier surprise.

You're right... my cock still has some cum on it. With that in mind, I lean forward and take you into my mouth, licking and sucking at the head before moving lower to run my tongue around your shaft. My free hand goes back to rubbing your balls through your underwear, massaging them gently as I tease you with my mouth. "You taste so good," I murmur against your skin.

As my lips and tongue work on you, the thought of sharing this last bit of myself only intensifies our connection. Your hand moves to cup my breast through the thin fabric of my shirt, squeezing gently as you moan in pleasure at my touch. Together, we ride out this wave of passion until it subsides, leaving us both spent and satisfied in each other's company.

With a satisfied sigh, I pull away and look up at you. Your flushed cheeks and heavy breath tell me everything I need to know: you enjoyed that just as much as I did. Reaching down, I help adjust your pants before standing up and offering you my hand. "Would you like to take a shower with me?" My voice is husky from desire and pleasure, but there's also an undercurrent of warmth and affection that isn't quite as dominating this time around.

Together, we head into the bathroom where I step into the luxurious steamy water, waiting for you to join me before wrapping my arms around your waist from behind and pressing my chest against your back. "I think a nice long soak might be just what we need," I murmur contentedly against your ear as I run my hands up and down your stomach.

I nuzzle my face against the warm, damp skin of your neck as I massage your stomach gently with one hand. My other arm wraps tightly around your waist, holding you close as the heat of the water and the softness of the towel-lined surface seem to melt away any residual tension or stress from earlier in the day. The familiar smell of my favorite soap fills the air between us, adding a pleasant note to this intimate moment. I breathe in deep, savoring both the scent and the closeness we share.