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Beloved Master – A Taste

Cover 200x300Beloved Master – Chapter Seven

Just a taste of my newly published book. Tell me what you think.

Available exclusively from Redmund Productions.


Arms wrapped around me, you pull me onto the bed and hard against you, “Sleep. It is still early. We will talk when we wake up.”
You have turned my night light off, and the room is in complete darkness; I don’t know if I can sleep this way. Your arms tighten around me even harder. You must remember me telling you of my fear of the dark. Slowly, I relax against you as I let my breath out and it becomes more even.

You must have thought I was asleep as you whispered, “Before this weekend is over, I’m going to own you, your mind, your body, your soul and your heart.”

I heard you. I smiled to myself in the darkness thinking, My Heart, you already do, at least some of it, at least one part maybe more. I don’t think I will tell you though, not yet.

Sleep took us both. I woke before you still wrapped in your arms, better rested than I have been in weeks and remembered your words of earlier. Slipping gently from the warm cocoon of the bed I pad barefoot to the closet to retrieve something to cover my nakedness. It wouldn’t do to advertise to my neighbors how I sleep at night or that I am only now rising, when the sun is high in the sky and the heat is beginning to shape the day. At the bedroom door, I stop and stare across the room at you, still sleeping peacefully and panic slightly at the thought you are here without warning and I am not prepared for a guest, certainly not for you, though I suspect you might guess there is little food in the pantry but coffee. I wonder, can I sneak to the store before you wake so at least I can feed you breakfast? I quietly close the door. At least I can get coffee started before showering.

Standing under the steaming water, head back and eyes closed I don’t know you have joined me until your teeth grab my nipple and your fingers spread me so you can reach my soap slicked pussy. The shock sends waves of pleasure up my spine; my knees go weak as your other arm snakes around my back to hold me upright.

“Good morning. Where did you think you were going? Who told you to leave the bed?”

“Mornin’, oh, oh, shit, stop. How can I answer when you are doing that? Stop.”

“You’ll learn. Answer. Where were you going?”

“To the store. I have nothing to feed you. Oh, my God, stop it.”

Your hand has taken me over, the only thing holding me up under the spray of water is your other arm, my entire body is shaking with the power of the orgasm I feel about to shatter my morning.

“Turn around, let me wash your back,” you say to me as you remove your hand just before I explode. I am bereft. What are you doing? You have never left me wanting, my juices are mixed with the soap and I can smell my wanting, my desire for you as your arm moves around to grab the sponge from me and you push me forward toward corner bench and out of the spray of the water. I notice you have folded the towel on the hard tile bench as my eyes close in erotic pleasure. You have started at my shoulders, rubbing in circles across my back until you reach my ass, with your free hand you bend me further forward until my knees are balanced on the edge of the small bench and you are running the sponge down between my legs and up between the cheeks of my ass, again mixing my own juices with the scent of lavender soap; it is a heady scent.

“Bend over,” you whisper as I feel your hands replaced with the head of your dick rubbing between my ass cheeks. Like me you are slick with soap, and even as my knees spread and I reach my arms out to balance I feel you pressing yourself into my ass, as your hands grab my hips to hold them still for your slow invasion. I hold my breath as you slowly fill me, proving your dominance, your owning. Then you begin to move, there is so little space I cannot move with you this time. This is your pace your dance I can only accept this time, even as my own pleasure builds. Suddenly you bend forward, just enough to reach my slicked and throbbing clit with one hand. Spreading my soap-slicked lips even as I push my knees the very last inches they will spread to give you more, your pace quickens to take all I have. I feel us both on the brink, my hands holding the shelf and your free hand imprinting my hip with your fingers. I am done; my muscles clench around you. My head drops between my shoulders as my breath comes in short gasps. You don’t stop though and just behind me, you push into me pulling me against you, grabbing both hips to hold me tight to your pelvis as we both hit a shuddering orgasm and our hearts beat in the same rhythm as the throbbing of sexual pleasure.

“Now, we can finish our shower, woman.” I heard rather than saw the smile. I hadn’t caught my breath yet and wasn’t certain I could stand up.

“Really? I think I will just sit here for a minute. Nice of you to put the towel down, by the way.”

Whack! Your hand came down across my already tender ass making me jump and certainly leaving one of your infamous love marks.

“Ow! Damn, that hurt.”

“I know, but it did get you up, come on let me soap you up and then you can do me. Let’s move woman. A man has to eat, and you already told me you have no food in the house.”

“Beloved Master, I am certainly yours to command this morning. Besides, you told me you had a surprise for me.”

“Later, food first.”