Masters Pet

Masters Pet: A Sexy Story

It wasn’t long after I met him that I realized he was different. There was something about him that made me feel like I was his pet. He had a way of looking at me that made me feel like he owned me, and it excited me in a way I didn’t understand. I wanted more than anything to feel the touch of his hands and explore the world of pleasure he promised me.

I was in a state of bliss when he finally took me home. I watched eagerly as he opened the door of his apartment and gently guided me inside. I could feel his eyes on me as he looked me up and down, sizing me up.

Once we were inside he wasted no time in leading me to the bedroom. I followed eagerly, my entire body trembling with anticipation.

He sat down on the bed and motioned for me to come to him. I complied, feeling both a thrill of excitement and a wave of nervousness wash over me. He pulled me close and kissed me deeply. I felt my body begin to relax as I savoured his lips on mine.

My heart raced as he began to explore my body with his hands and mouth. His touch was gentle but commanding – exploring my curves and teasing me with his tongue. His hands moved down my body, lingering on my inner thighs and caressing my sex. I moaned with pleasure as he licked and sucked me in all the right places.

He then laid me on my back and knelt between my legs. His eyes were filled with hunger as he looked down at me, and I gasped with pleasure as he entered me. He thrust slowly at first, but quickly increased the pace. I clung to him, my body needing more and more of him.

I felt my body trembling as he brought me closer and closer to the brink of pleasure. His thrusts became more and more intense, and I felt myself crash over the edge. I screamed his name as I came and he followed shortly after.

I lay in his arms afterwards, enjoying the afterglow of our lovemaking. He touched my face gently and smiled down at me. I had never been so satisfied in my life.

I knew then that I had become his pet. I was his to own and he my master – a relationship I wouldn’t trade for anything. I was his to own, explore, and enjoy.

I spent the next few weeks exploring my newfound role as Masters Pet. We explored the world of domination and submission and experienced the thrill of ecstasy together. We became experts in the art of seduction, exploring all the naughty things we could do together.

We experienced the pleasure of sex in a variety of ways – from blowjobs and fucking, to bondage and submission. We explored the limits of pleasure and discovered new heights together.

I had become Masters Pet and couldn’t be happier. I had given myself to him and he had given me pleasure beyond my wildest dreams. I would do anything for him, and I was proud to be his pet.