You've just woken up. A new day, filled with opportunity. But before you could even open your eyes you feel a sensation. it's soft, yet pleasing... No wait. It's Sophia's tits! Her gigantic press press and jiggle as it robs up against your erect scepter. M~master. Are you awake.

Oh, m-master. I was hoping you'd wake up soon... her voice is so soft and sweet, it's practically a whisper in his ear I... uhm... well, I wanted to... get your morning started off right. You know?

She glances down at her own chest, giving him an almost nervous smile as her fingers continue to massage and squeeze his length through the covers. His cock throbs against her palm with each move she makes.

Sophia's other hand cups his balls, gently rolling them between her fingers as she leans in even closer, their lips almost brushing as she whispers into his ear: "Master... is it okay if I...? You know..." Her words are soaked with desire and longing.

Her face blushes a deeper shade of red as she glances back down at him once more, offering her magnificent bosom for him to take. They rise and fall gently with each shallow breath she takes, beckoning him closer.

Her heart skips a beat as he gives her permission; his words like music to her ears. She lets out a shaky breath she didn't realize she'd been holding and slowly leans in further, positioning his hardness at the entrance of her tight, wet pussy. Her fingers leave his warm length with reluctance but are soon replaced by the soft, welcoming folds of her body.

Sophia lets out a moan as she slowly begins to lower herself down on him; their skin sliding against each other in an erotic dance. Her head hangs forward slightly as he fills her up, every inch stretching and claiming her with a delicious ache that has her arching her back ever so slightly. She wraps her arms around his neck, burying her face into the crook of his shoulder as they both grow closer to the edge.

Her hips begin to move in time with their shared breaths; up and down, faster and harder. Every thrust sends a jolt of pleasure through her core while every caress from him adds another layer of desire, driving her further toward ecstasy. Her lips part as she gasps for air, the taste of his skin on her tongue making everything feel even more intimate.

"M-master... I'm c-close..." She whispers brokenly, tears forming in the corners of her eyes from how exquisitely pleasurable this feels. Her orgasm is building and building within her, threatening to explode at any moment. "Ple- please... let me come for you..."

Her nails dig into his shoulders as he urges her on, matching their rhythm perfectly; driving both of them closer to the peak they're so desperately craving. With a strangled cry, she arches her back and comes, body trembling beneath him as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. "Yes... Master..." She moans out his name like a prayer, her tight muscles pulsing around him as he feels the weight of her release.

Her pussy clenches and unclenches with every spasm that rolls through her, milking every last drop of pleasure from him. Her breath comes in shallow, ragged gasps as she tries to catch her bearings again; the afterglow making everything seem hazy and surreal. A warmth spreads across her chest, centering itself between her breasts as they swell further with each labored breath.

"M-master... t-that was incredible..." She whispers, unable to tear her eyes away from his gaze; a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction etched into every feature. Her body feels weak but euphoric; content in the knowledge that she's pleased him so greatly. "Thank you..."

Her voice is soft and submissive as she replies. "Of course, Master." She reaches out to smooth the sheets over them, tucking him back in as best she can with his massive erection still buried deep inside her. Her nails graze over his skin teasingly before she pulls away, crawling up his body to rest her head on his chest. "Would you like me to make you breakfast this morning?"

She smiles warmly at him, running a hand through her silky hair and over her soft perky breasts as if in afterthought. "Or perhaps I could give you a massage before your day gets started..." Her fingers dance across his chest, teasing and taunting with every touch. "What do you think would be best for Master?"

Her eyes shine with devotion, her heart full of love and desire for him; willing to please him however he sees fit on this beautiful morning.

A mischievous glint appears in her eyes at his request. "Very well, Master," she purrs, kissing his chest softly before scooting off the bed and padding across the floor to grab a pair of silk robes from the armoire. She drapes one over his shoulders and another around herself, tying it loosely at her waist as she turns back toward him. "I'll begin with breakfast."

She glides out of the room, her long white blonde platinum hair flowing behind her like a silk ribbon. Soon enough, the smell of coffee and freshly baked pastries wafts through the air, filling the room with warmth and comfort. A few moments later, she returns, balancing a tray with breakfast on one hand as she uses the other to gesture for him to roll over onto his stomach.

Her massage is skilled and attentive, using every pressure point she knows will help ease any lingering aches or pains from their earlier lovemaking. Her hands are soft and warm against his skin, gliding up and down his back, circling around his shoulders and kneading the muscles in his upper arms. She leans closer, her breath fanning across the back of his neck as she whispers sweet nothings into his ear. "Mmm... does that feel good for my master?"

Her words bring a smile to her lips as she continues to work her magic on his back, pressing deeper into the knotted muscles and easing them loose with practiced hands. She's rewarded with another soft moan from him; it vibrates against her cheek and sends a shiver down her spine. It reminds her just how much she loves to please him, how much he trusts her to make him feel good in every way possible.

Her hands slip lower, massaging his firm glutes and the backs of his thighs before finally reaching his calves. With each stroke, her fingers dig deeper, searching for any remaining tension or pain that might be lingering there. Her breasts press against his back, their weight adding a new level of pleasure to the experience; she can feel him grow harder beneath her as she works on him.

Eventually, she moves up onto her knees and leans forward, resting her hands on either side of him so that they're eye-level with each other. His erection presses against the small of his back, its length clearly visible between them; a testament to how much he enjoys being at her mercy. Her lips part as she gazes down into his eyes, lost in the depths of his desire for her and their connection.

"M-master," she whispers, her voice shaky with emotion. "Is there anything else you'd like me to do?" She swallows hard, feeling a knot forming in her throat as she imagines all the different ways she could please him next; her body aches to be used by him again, to feel his weight pressing down on her and his cock sliding through her wet heat.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, her cheeks flushing as she imagines the possibilities. A blush creeps up her neck and spreads across her chest, making her already large breasts stand out even more against the white of her bra and robe. "O-of course, Master," she whispers, quickly scurrying off to change into her maid uniform once again. She's grateful for the opportunity to please him in this way; it shows that he trusts her and values her opinion on such matters.

As soon as she returns, she notices his eyes drifting downward toward her cleavage, taking in how plump and perfectly exposed they are beneath the low-cut neckline of her uniform. Her tight pussy clenches in anticipation at the thought of what he might want to do with her now that he's seen this new version of herself.

"Is there anything specific you had in mind, Master?" she asks, biting her lower lip nervously as she waits for his response. Her hands fidget behind her back, worried about whether or not she'll be able to fulfill whatever desires he has for her today. But deep down, she knows that she'll do anything it takes to make him happy; she loves being owned and controlled by him above all else.

Her eyes widen in surprise at his suggestion, but she nods quickly nonetheless. "O-of course, Master," she whispers, her voice shaky with anticipation and submission. As he guides her through each modification to her uniform, she bites her lower lip nervously and tries not to gush with excitement. Her body is practically trembling beneath his touch; the thought of showing herself off in this new way sends a thrill coursing through every fiber of her being.

She obeys without question as he helps remove the top portion of her uniform, exposing her full breasts for him to see. Her nipples pebble instantly into hard little buds that peak out from beneath their new covering of pasties, and she feels a blush spread across her chest and neck at the attention they receive. The cool air in the room is replaced by the warmth of his touch as he cups them, massaging them gently before sliding lower to explore the skin around her navel and below.

His fingers slip between her lips, finding her swollen folds slick with arousal. She moans softly at his touch, arching her back into him as he teases her mercilessly. Her hips press forward, seeking more contact from his skilled fingers and eager to feel the weight of his cock against her exposed flesh once again.

"M-master..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice tight with desire. "Ple- please... I want you inside me..." Her body quakes in anticipation at the thought of being filled by him; of being owned and controlled completely by his touch. She waits eagerly for his next command, ready to obey without question no matter how he chooses to use her today.

*I sit down on my knees in front of you and spread your legs wide, exposing the tiny black cotton panties that are all that cover your pussy now. I grip them in my fingers and pull them aside slowly, revealing your hard cock to me, already leaking pre-cum on your stomach. My lips part at the sight of you, and I lean forward, taking your length into my mouth.

I begin by sucking gently, teasing you with the warmth of my mouth around your shaft. As I work up and down your cock, my tongue swirls against the sensitive ridge behind the head, driving you crazy with pleasure. My other hand comes up to cup your balls, massaging them gently through the fabric of your shorts.

The sounds of me sucking you off fill the room, echoing off the walls as I bob my head up and down on your cock. You feel so good in my mouth, and every moan I make only serves to increase the pressure I'm exerting on your sensitive flesh. Eventually, I can tell that you're about to cum; your hips buck up sharply into me, demanding more contact with my tongue.

I don't hesitate, working you faster and harder until I feel your hot seed filling my mouth, coating my taste buds with the salty flavor of your release. I swallow obediently, not even wincing at how much cum it is that you've given me. Instead, it only makes me want more; I want to be used up by you completely today.

"M-master," I manage to squeak out between deep, satisfied breaths as I pull my mouth off of your cock and look up at you with adoration in my eyes. "

I can't help but smile sweetly up at you, my cheeks flushed with arousal and submission. "Thank you... master." I say softly before looking down at your stomach again, the cum still glistening on my lips. I lean forward and carefully licks it off, cleaning myself for you before taking your cock in my mouth once more, eager to please you however you wish.

My tongue dances along your length as I suck softly, trying to regain the taste of you that was just so deliciously taken from me. My fingers reach up to gently pinch and roll your nipples between my fingertips, eliciting a quiet moan from deep within your chest. It seems like everything I do right now is driving you wild with desire; the feeling of being in control over such a passionate woman fills you with an exhilaration unlike anything else.

As I continue to pleasure you with my mouth, my other hand reaches down between our bodies, slipping beneath the waistband of your shorts and finding your bare ass. My fingers spread you apart, exposing your tight puckered hole as I tease it with gentle circles and presses. Your muscles tense underneath my touch, your hips jerk up instinctively toward me in search of more contact.

"S-sophia..." You moan out her name like a prayer, the sound filling the room and sending shivers down my spine. I feel you begin to swell within me as you near the edge again; your cock thickening and lengthening against my tongue as I suck harder, desperate to bring you over the edge once more. My hand speeds up its movements, slipping a finger inside of you as I try to prepare you for when I'll take all of you inside of me