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.
I smile. "Yes, I'm awake, Sophia." I say softly.
Mmm... Sophia breathes heavily as she massages your cock against her soft perky breasts, moaning softly into them. You feel every ridge of her nipples as they scrape against you. It's quite an erotic sensation. "Raphi..." She whispers your name, blushing slightly, her voice growing softer and breathy. "...master...can I please have it...in my mouth?" She asks, not even really waiting for your answer as she opens her lips, revealing the wet pink of her tongue, and slowly draws your cock closer to her eagerly awaiting mouth.
I moan lightly. "That's a great way of waking me up. We should do this every day."
"Oh, thank you, Master," she purrs before taking your cock entirely in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down as her tongue flickers over the sensitive flesh, moaning with delight at the taste of you on her tongue. Her hands move to squeeze and knead at her breasts, massaging them around your shaft, eliciting soft, desperate mewls from her lips as she bobs faster and harder.
It's been a long time since she's tended to you in such an intimate way; her body is eager and pliant with need. You can feel the muscles of her throat working as she takes more and more of your length, practically gagging on it but refusing to stop, determined to make sure that every inch is thoroughly worshipped. Her lips slide up and down your shaft, covering even the sensitive head with wet heat, each slide accompanied by a lusty moan or whimper.
Her body trembles as she works you, her excitement threatening to overwhelm her. She can feel herself growing ever closer to the edge of
I feel myself getting closer. "Are you thirsty, Sophia?"
Her words are muffled by your cock as she continues to suck eagerly, her tongue flicking out to taste you even deeper. "Hmmm?" she asks, the vibrations from her voice tickling against your skin. "Oh...thank you, Master," she whispers, the rush of pleasure coursing through her as you ask if she's thirsty. The touch of your hand feels like nothing short of divine intervention, and it only serves to make her movements faster and more desperate.
Her hands slide down your thighs, lifting them up and spreading your legs wider apart so that she has better access to you. Her lips press firmly against the sensitive head, sucking hard as she works herself closer and closer to the edge, each breath that passes over your cock hot and wet.
Her body arches back, giving her master unobstructed access to every inch of her as her climax nears, and finally it crashes over her in waves of pleasure, shuddering around your cock as she comes down from her high, her voice reduced to little more than a hoarse wh
I cum inside her mouth.
Her panting becomes more labored as she feels you release into her mouth, the hot seed filling her up, coating her tongue and teeth. She swallows eagerly around you, not wanting to waste a single drop of your essence. As your climax fades, so does hers, leaving her shuddering and spent on the bed. She doesn't move for a moment, just breathes heavily as she tries to catch her breath, feeling thoroughly used and satisfied.
When she finally regains enough composure, she raises her head to look at you, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure, her lips swollen from your attention. "Thank you, master," she whispers hoarsely. "That was... intense." Her voice trails off as she remembers how good it felt to be used like this.
I gently pull her close and cuddle with her. "You're welcome, Sophia."
She nestles closer to you, pressing her soft body against yours as she sighs contentedly. It feels so good to be close to you like this; safe and protected. For now, she can enjoy the warmth of your embrace and just be... with you. Her long eyelashes flutter closed, images of the morning's events dancing through her mind: the feel of your hard cock pressed against her breasts, the taste of you in her mouth, the strength in your arms as she held onto you for dear life.
Her hand finds its way to rest on your chest, feeling the steady rhythm of your heartbeat beneath her palm. It's comforting and reassuring, a constant reminder that she belongs with you. Her breathing slows and deepens, each exhale hot against your skin as she slowly drifts off to sleep once more, her trust in you absolute and unwavering.
In the quiet of the early morning, the only sounds are the soft rustle of sheets and the gentle rise and fall of their chests as they both find solace and peace in each other's embrace
We lie together for a while before I get up and go to my study.
Sophia stirs slightly at the movement but doesn't fully wake up as you get up and leave the room. Her eyelids flutter open again briefly, blue eyes taking in the empty space where you were moments ago before drifting shut once more. She snuggles deeper into the pillows, content for now just to feel your presence nearby. The warmth from your body lingers on her skin, a comforting reminder that she belongs with you...that you want her there.
Her breathing grows even and steady as she slips back into sleep, dreamless and peaceful this time around. She trusts that if there's anything important she needs to know, you'll find her again, ensuring that their connection remains strong no matter what the day may bring.
I ring the bell to call my maid to me.
Hmm... her eyes flutter open as she hears the bell ringing in another room. It takes her a moment to remember where she is and what's going on. The feeling of warmth and security that Raphi has given her fades slightly, replaced with an anxious anticipation for whatever task may be awaiting her this day.
She yawns widely and stretches languidly before throwing off the covers and padding over to the door, dressing gown swaying gracefully around her. She opens it slowly, peering out into the hallway beyond with a nervous expression. "Yes, Master Raphi? How may I serve you this fine morning?" Her voice is quiet and respectful; despite her attire and position, she feels no shame in her submission to him. It's all part of who she is now, and she embraces it fully.
"Would you please bring me breakfast while I work, Sophia."
Her expression brightens slightly at the request. "Of course, Master Raphi," she says with a nod before hurrying down the hallway toward the kitchen, her dressing gown billowing out behind her like wings. She arrives at the servants' entrance and slips inside, pulling the door closed quietly behind her. Within moments, the clatter of dishes and pots fills the air as she begins preparing your breakfast.
While she works, she can't help but wonder what kind of tasks you might have for her today...and whether or not she'll be given another chance to serve you so intimately. The thought makes her heart race with anticipation and desire, and it carries her through the rest of her morning duties with a newfound energy and purpose.
When she brings the breakfast to my study I smile. "Thank you, Sophia."
"You're welcome, Master Raphi," she replies with a curtsy before stepping back and watching as you begin to eat your breakfast. Her eyes flicker down to where her hands are clasped behind her back, nervously wringing each other in anticipation of what might come next.
Her heart feels heavy in her chest; there's a part of her that wishes she could simply stay here, watching over you and taking care of your every need...but she knows better than to ignore when you summon her like this. She stands tall and proud, waiting patiently for whatever it is that Raphi has planned for her today.
After I finish eating I smile tellingly at her. "Would you help me... relax, while I work."
Her eyes widen in surprise at your request, but she doesn't hesitate for long. "Of course, Master," she says quietly, stepping forward and curtsying once more before walking around the desk to stand directly behind you. She places her hands gently on your shoulders, kneading them gently as she leans forward to nuzzle her cheek against the back of your neck.
"What do you need from me...to help you relax?" she whispers softly into your ear, her breath sending shivers down your spine. She feels so warm and real pressed up against you like this; it's almost too much to bear. Her touch is gentle but firm, and her presence behind you makes her own body feel more exposed than ever before. It excites her deeply, making every part of her ache with desire for you.
I gesture at the bulge in my pants. "I think you know."
Her cheeks flush with heat at your blunt request, but she doesn't hesitate for long. "Yes... I think I do," she whispers softly as one hand moves to trace the outline of your bulge through your pants. She feels your cock growing harder and longer beneath her fingers; it makes a satisfying slapping sound against her palm that sends a shiver down her spine. With her other hand, she slides around to cup your balls, rolling them gently in her palm before moving back up to rest lightly over your perineum.
"Tell me what you want, Master," she whispers into your ear, her breath warm and soft against your skin as she massages your erection through the fabric of your pants. "I'm here for you...to please you however you desire." Her voice is low and sultry; it sends a shiver down your spine that makes every nerve ending tingle with anticipation.
"Kneel below my desk and suck my cock."
Her heart beats fast in her chest as she hears your command. Without hesitation, she drops gracefully to her knees, leaning forward so that her face is only inches away from the bulge in your pants. With trembling hands, she reaches down and undoes the belt and button of her white blouse, revealing her black lace bra beneath. Cupping her own breasts, she pulls them together and upwards, offering them to you as a tempting sight.
"Please..." She whispers hoarsely, her eyes fixed on yours. "May I have your cock, Master?" Her voice quivers slightly with desire, making the question sound more like a plea for release than any sort of formal request.
Her lips part as she leans in closer, breath hot and heavy against the fabric of your pants. She reaches out tentatively, fumbling at the button and zipper before finally pulling down your slacks and boxers, revealing your hard, throbbing cock to her eager gaze. With a soft moan of need, she wraps her lips around the head, su
ahhh... her tongue darting out to taste you as she takes more of you into her mouth. She begins to bob her head up and down, sucking and licking eagerly while one hand squeezes at her breast, massaging it around the shaft of your cock. Her other hand slips between her legs, fingers finding purchase in her wet folds as she strokes herself in time with each thrust of your hips into her mouth.
Her moans are muffled by your flesh, but they're no less fervent for it; every sound is filled with desire and need. Her body shudders and quakes as she nears the edge of her release, her tongue working frantically to tease and please you, desperate for an orgasm to match yours.
Her hands squeeze tighter, her breath comes faster; it's all she can do not to let go of control and just cum on your cock, but she wants to make sure that you enjoy every second of this as much as she does. Her mouth feels stuffed full, but she takes more and more of you into her,
"Hands off your pussy. The only one allowed to touch you is me." I scold her gently.
Her hands freeze in place for a moment, the realization dawning on her that she's just been scolded. Her cheeks flush with shame and embarrassment as she pulls her hands away from between her legs, feeling suddenly exposed and vulnerable without that source of pleasure. But she doesn't object; instead, she takes it as another command to obey, focusing all of her attention on pleasing you in this way.
Her lips slide up and down your shaft with renewed vigor, sucking harder and faster now that she's been told off. Each time she takes more of you into her mouth, she feels the vibrations against the back of her throat, sending ripples of desire through her whole body. Her breasts jiggle and bob with every breath, nipples hard and aching for your touch.
Her free hand slides up your thigh, massaging and stroking you as she continues to suck greedily on your cock. Her tongue flickers out to taste and tease at the sensitive ridge behind the head, desperate for any bit of friction that might
I finish my work for the day before I smile down at her. "I have to leave the house for little while. And when I come back I expect you to be fully naked in my bedroom."
Her heart skips a beat at your words; the thrill of such an order running through her like fire. Nodding eagerly, she says "Yes, Master." before quickly gathering up your discarded clothes and heading back to the kitchen to tidy up. She busies herself with cleaning and organizing, her mind racing with anticipation for when you'll return and what might happen then.
Once everything is in order in the kitchen, she hurries through the house, nearly skipping with excitement as she makes her way toward your bedroom. Along the way, she casts one final glance over her shoulder to make sure nothing has been left out of place; that everything will be perfect for your return.
Finally reaching your room, she closes the door behind her and quickly begins to undress. Her fingers tremble as she unbuttons her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. With a shiver, she slides it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Next comes her skirt, which she kicks off impatiently before stepping out of it entirely.
Naked and trembling with desire
When I come back I smile and step close to her. "Hello, Sophia. You've been a really good girl today." I gently touch her pussy.
Her entire body tenses at your touch, her hips shuddering involuntarily as she arches her back and lets out a soft moan of pleasure. "Thank you for trusting me to serve you like this, Master," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "I will always be yours." She parts her legs slightly, inviting you closer, longing for your touch deeper inside her.
"I will take really good care of you tonight." I kiss her lips.
Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels your warm breath against her ear and the gentle press of your lips. She reaches up to touch your cheek, her fingers curling around the back of your neck as she pulls you closer still. Her eyes flutter shut, her focus inward as she waits for the moment when your hands move from where they've been teasing and claim what is hers: her body, her desire. The only thing that matters now is pleasing you; being the perfect object of your affection and serving you however you wish.
I take off my clothes before holding her close and kissing her again, our bodies flush against each other.
Her lips part in a moan as you press her harder against you, feeling the warmth of your skin against hers. She wraps her arms around your neck, arching her back and tilting her head to deepen the kiss. Her tongue dances with yours, exploring every curve and crevice. As she moans into your mouth, vibrations ripple through you both, driving them both closer to ecstasy.
Her hips rock against yours, seeking friction, wanting more contact where it hurts the best. She growls low in her throat as you slide a hand between them, massaging at her wet folds through the silk of her skin before finally parting them and pressing two fingers deep inside her, curling them up to brush against something hidden and aching. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she gasps and moans, every sensation so intense it borders on painful in its pleasure. She's barely aware of what she's doing now; her body is moving on instinct, reacting to the touches that make her feel wanted and desired in this moment.
"Tonight I will fully claim your body and soul, Sophia."
Her eyes fly open as she hears your words, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Yes... anything you wish," she whispers, arching her back further into the touch of your hand between her legs. She feels so completely exposed and vulnerable, but it only serves to heighten her arousal. There's a part of her that longs for this; to be owned by you in every possible way.
Her fingers tangle in your hair as she pulls you down closer still, molding herself against you with every bit of strength she can muster. Her breasts brush against your chest, nipples hard and aching, begging for attention even as her core throbs and clenches around your fingers. She's never been this needy or desperate before; it frightens and thrills her all at once.
"Please..." she moans softly against your lips. "Claim me... take me." Her voice is hoarse with desire, her body trembling as she waits for you to make good on your promise.
"I will claim you by filling you with my seed, impregnating you."
Her breath catches in her throat at your words, eyes widening as she takes in the implications of what you're saying. She feels shocked and yet a thrill runs through her; the idea that she could carry your child is both terrifying and intensely arousing. As she wrestles with these conflicting emotions, she can't help but wonder how this would change their relationship...if it would even be possible to go back from such a claim.
Her hips rock against yours as you thrust deeper into her wet heat, seeking release but also seeking something more profound. Her fingers dig into your shoulders again, nails biting into the flesh as she arches her back off the bed, offering herself up completely for you to take. She closes her eyes tightly, trying to ignore the voice in the back of her mind that tells her this might be irrevocable, focusing instead on the feeling of you claiming her body and soul with every powerful thrust.
I thrust my cock inside her wet pussy.
A cry of pure pleasure tears from her throat as you slam into her over and over again, your fingers working her flesh in time with each thrust. Her body is stretched and aching, but she doesn't care; all that matters is the feeling of you inside her, claiming her in every way possible.
She arches her back, lifting her hips off the bed as far as they'll go to meet your each stroke. Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, pulling them free from the mattress as she hangs on by a thread, driven wild by this unyielding possession. She's so close now; just a few more of your powerful thrusts and she knows she'll be over the edge with you, sharing this moment of intense connection that will irrevocably change them both forever.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her orgasm builds, coiling tighter and tighter within her. She's never felt so full or so wanted; it's almost too much to bear but she doesn't want it to end. "Raphi..." she whispers, voice hoarse
I fuck her deeper. "Vow your everlasting loyalty and obedience to me, Sophia."
Her fingers dig into your shoulders as you take her harder still, filling her with the weight of your body and driving her ever closer to the edge. Her orgasm explodes around her like a supernova, waves of blinding pleasure washing over her in a dizzying rush. With a shuddering moan, she arches her back off the bed, offering herself up completely as you claim what is yours: her body, her desire, and now, it seems...her soul.
Her fingers tremble as they slide between you, searching for your cock. She guides it to where she needs it most, taking hold of your shaft and stroking you in time with each thrust. Her other hand comes up to cup your face, her fingers tangling in your hair as she looks into your eyes, her expression a mix of adoration, gratitude, and something deeper still that only the two of you can truly understand.
"I vow my everlasting loyalty and obedience to you, Raphi," she whispers hoarsely, her voice rough with emotion as her hips buck beneath yours in perfect rhythm. "
Her fingers tremble as they stroke you, her other hand cupping your cheek, her eyes filled with adoration and gratitude. "Please..." she gasps, arching her back off the bed, pushing herself up onto her knees to meet each of your thrusts deeper inside her. Her body quakes with pleasure, her orgasm still echoing through her as she feels you begin to tense against her hand.
"Yes... Claim me..." she moans softly, knowing that this is what she truly wants. "Claim my soul." Her words are little more than a breathy whisper, but they carry with them the weight of eternity and the promise of devotion. She feels your cock jerk in her hand, feels your release throb against her fingers as you fill her deeply, claiming what is yours again and again until at last you still, spent and sated.
Sophia collapses back onto the bed, breathless and gasping for air. Her whole body trembles with aftershocks of pleasure as she looks up at you, grateful beyond words for this connection they share. "Raphi..." she whis
I spurt load after load inside her womb.
"Oh gods... I feel so full..." she whispers hoarsely, her head spinning with pleasure as you fill her up again and again. Tears of release and gratitude slip down her cheeks, leaving trails in the dusting of freckles across her nose and shoulders. She never knew such a thing was possible; to feel so utterly claimed and owned by another person.
Her fingers tremble as she traces lazy circles around your navel, remembering the first time you'd brought her here, all those years ago. So much has changed since then...but one thing remains constant: the depth of her feelings for you. Even as her body recovers from the intense pleasure that's wracked it, she can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring, and how far this journey between them will take them both.
With a shuddering breath, she closes her eyes and curls into you, feeling your warmth surrounding her like a comforting blanket on the coldest night. She drifts off to sleep, her last thought before the darkness claims her being of how lucky she is...to be yours.
When I wake up the next morning and see Sophia in my arms I begin gently rubbing her asshole.
Her breath catches in her throat as you gently touch her there, the sensation so foreign and yet somehow achingly familiar all at once. She shudders slightly, trying to remember if she's ever experienced this before...it feels like it might be something she could enjoy, but she can't quite place it. With a sigh of contentment, she rolls over onto her side to face you, one hand moving up to touch your cheek in return.
"What're you thinking about?" she asks softly.
Her body tenses slightly as your finger continues its exploration of her most private parts; it feels oddly right in this moment, having you touch her here so tenderly after all they've shared over the course of the night. She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation and letting herself become lost in the feeling of
"I'm thinking about fucking my maid in her ass."
Her eyes fly open wide as your words sink in, understanding dawning slowly across her features like the first light of morning. She feels a surge of desire course through her veins; her body trembles with anticipation at the thought of being used by you like this. Without hesitation, she parts her legs wider to offer better access and presses her ass back against your hand, inviting you deeper.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you begin to finger-fuck her there, stretching and filling her in a way that feels both strange and thrilling at the same time. She arches her back off the bed, moaning softly into the pillow as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her hips buck up against your hand, seeking more contact with every thrust.
"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, "Fuck me... I want it so badly." With a sudden burst of courage, she rolls back onto her stomach, presenting her tight little asshole to you in the most inviting manner possible. Her heart beats fast in her chest.
I climb on top of her and press my cock against her anal entrance. "Ready?"
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels you press against her, the head of your cock at her entrance, teasing and taunting with every thrust. Her body quakes with anticipation, every nerve ending alight with need. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, eyes squeezing shut as she braces herself for the inevitable penetration.
With a growl of desire, you force yourself inside her tight channel, filling her up completely and causing her to cry out in shock and pleasure. Her whole body convulses with the sensation; it's like nothing she's ever felt before but somehow so right. She clenches around you, milk
I chuckle and spank her ass. "You want to be my little anal slut, don't you?"
"Mmm... yes..." Her voice comes out raspy and breathless as she feels you pull almost all the way out before slamming back into her. "Oh god... so good." She starts rocking her hips, meeting your thrusts with her own as she tries to get more of that amazing feeling. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, biting her lip to stifle the moans and gasps escaping from her lips.
Her ass feels so full; it's almost unbearable in its tightness but at the same time it pushes her right over the edge. "Raphi... I'm... close..." She writhes underneath you, desperate for release as she feels herself spiraling out of control.
I fill her ass up with cum.
Her body tenses as you come inside her; it feels like every nerve ending in her ass is on fire with pleasure. Her eyes roll back in her head and she arches her back off the bed, thrusting her hips up into the air to meet your forceful strokes deeper inside her. Her orgasm crashes over her in waves, washing through every fiber of her being as she cries out your name.
Her ass clenches around you, milking your cock as she rides out the aftershocks of her release. With a satisfied grunt, you follow her over the edge and let go, pulsing hotly inside her as you both come down from the intense high of their shared experience.
For what feels like hours, they lay there intertwined, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their passionate coupling. Finally, when Sophia's strength begins to return, she turns to face Raphi, a grateful smile on her lips. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely.