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Randy put his hand on Anna's right breast and gently squeezed it. "Does that feel good, slave?"

Anna watched him with sleepy eyes. "Oh, yes."

He slipped his hand to her nipple and stroked it with his forefinger. It was instantly erect. "You obey your master. I am your master. Say that I am you master and you are my slave." He switched from stroking the nipple to softly rolling it between his thumb and finger."

Anna again moaned in ecstacy. "You are my master, I am your slave."

Randy slid his hand down to Anna's mound and rubbed it. "You will call me master." Then he pushed her back on the bed and stood up. He slipped his pants off and laid on top of Anna. "Put my dick into you," he commanded.

"Yes, master." Anna reached down and guided Randy into her, "Oh-ing," in excitement as he pushed into her vagina.

Randy immediately started thrusting his member into her, and as he did, he told her, "You will cum only when I say so, no matter how aroused and hot you are."

Anna gasped back, "Yes, master." She was actively participating in the sex, and her hands and lips roamed all over Randy.

After a few minutes, Anna began to moan loudly. "Oh, master, I have to cum," she said. One corner of the bedsheet snapped up loudly at one point, untucking itself, but Anna and Randy didn't stop.

Randy thrusted harder into her, about to climax himself. He could feel the release start, and he came into her for what seemed like minutes, gasping and bucking on top of her. "Come, now!" Randy cried out, and a second later, she joined him in orgasm, making little gasping noises.

Randy slowly pulled out of her, and Anna looked up at him longingly.

"Now, slave," Randy began....

 

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