Submissive executive finds his Master | Final part

He left me on the bed, like a brief recess, and went for water, leaving the room I could see his strong, well-formed buttocks. He's a perfect male. I breathed a bit and closed my eyes, assimilating everything: the house music was still playing, and the remnants of the popper could be felt in my breathing. In my idea of an ideal session, there are ropes, bondage, toys in my ass, but this one had already been ideal with just his strength, his body, and his way of fucking.

He came back, taking a glass of water, left it near the TV, and told me: "Smell the popper," I obeyed him, two more inhalations. I got up and leaned against the corner of the bed, face down, he opened my legs, barely supporting my toes on the floor. Again, arms forward with the little bottle covered.

He spat on my ass, put a finger inside me until the bottom of my throat, stirring it inside, and then pulled it out full of saliva, then he knelt behind me and put the saliva-covered finger in my ass. I was already dilated, but it burned due to the lack of lubricant, I let out a muffled cry and bit the plastic that covered the bed.

He continued moving his finger, it burned, he took it out, spat, and went back inside. Just like the stories, he then sent the second finger and left them both until the bottom. "Smell more," and without hesitation, I obeyed... when I exhaled, he spat on my ass and sent three fingers. I screamed, between pain and pleasure. He just let out a "Esoo..." and continued moving them inside, making me feel every part inside my intestine. Glory.

He took his fingers out of my ass, it was already burning from the use and lack of good lubricant. He laid me down with my head on a pillow, got on his knees on the bed, my legs on his shoulders, and put it inside me, like in a missionary position, and pumped. For the first time, I saw him face-to-face, with cold brown eyes. How his body looked moving, with each thrust. And this time, I couldn't help but moan. In this position, his cock entered and hit inside me, and I felt pain, but also pleasure from being dominated by this male. I put my hand on his chest, instinctively to stop his onslaught.

He pushed my hand away. "Don't touch me!" My hand automatically remained extended and immobile to the side. But I felt his strong chest for a moment. He stopped the thrusts and told me again: "Smell more." He lowered my legs from his shoulders and crossed them. When I inhaled, he leaned over my crossed legs, like a variation of the missionary position, and continued pumping... What endurance this male has, impressive!

He took his cock out of my ass. He stood up on the bed and pulled me, supporting my feet on his shoulders. Finally, I ended up supported on the bed on my cervical and head area. And he started fucking me like that. This time, the pain in my ass was stronger with each thrust he gave me. I screamed and tried to escape.

He stopped, looked me in the eye, and tol...