"Actually" she added with a smile."I can't think of a nicer way to wake up" Putting her arms around his neck and giving him a long penetrating kiss, and in doing so, giving him a taste of his own cum.
"I'd better go and clean my teeth and other things" she said.
With that she turned round to crawl to the edge of the bed. Intentionally leveling her little bottom with his face.
She quite expected the smack on her buttocks that sent her on her way to the bathroom.
With some regret, she cleaned her teeth. And after a shower, she applied some subtle eye liner and a touch of lippy.
She now had time to admire the new nighty in the big mirrors. She decided to wear it for a few more hours. The feel of it against her penis made it hard and protrude from under the hem.
Leaving the steamy bathroom, she stepped out into the aroma of fresh coffee and croissants. Her lover was sitting at the breakfast bar. Behind him, the vast panorama of the Thames and the luxury flats along it's banks. The aspect of their balcony caught the morning sunshine which was still low in the sky.
"Coffee?" he asked.
She sat on the cool leather stool beside him and let him serve her an expresso.
"I see you are still wearing my collar" he commented. "Does that mean you are my slut? Really my slut? And all that it signifies?"
She looked at him and her whole body quivered. Her trembling lips quivered as she nodded her head.
"Yes! Oh Yes! I'm yours. If you want me!" She was close to tears as she slipped from the stool and fell to her knees.
"Please! Oh Yes, Yes, Yes. Please !" she repeated.
"You do understand that I will own you ? Your body and mind will be mine to use as I see fit. You do consent to all that do you ?"
His tone was affectionate but deadly serious. He continued.
"I know you are under contract to the club for another two weeks service, and that we are both obliged to honer that contract. Therefore when those two weeks are through, we will have a ceremony here at the apartment with our friends as witnesses. You will have had time to consider my proposal and will be better qualified in your mind that it is what you truly want"
He took her hand and raised her from her knees. "Meanwhile you will assume that you are my slave, slut and fuck flesh and enjoy my domination."
He kissed her and said "But today you will relax and we can both rest our over sexed bodies."
He added under his breath "if that's at all possible"
"Thank you Master" she said and took a bite from her croissant.
She finished her coffee and stepped out onto the balcony. Leaning over the rail, she watched a pleasure boat creating its wash as it slipped up stream.
A cool draught of air caressed her genitals and played round her naked bottom. She felt the freedom of being possessed.
" Such a paradox !" she thought. " To give up one's own free will and to belong to someone who will command ones every action and yet feel so free! Was this why when one's body was exposed to the free fresh air, and its protective covering removed, the feeling was of greater freedom?"
As these thoughts ran through her mind she gazed at the unhurried river traffic. She felt her master and lover step up behind her. His weight held her stomach against the railing and his hands spread themselves over hers. His penis was as hard again and it slipped between her buttocks and into her. T,B.C.
