BDSM is Love

First I want to say thank you to all the wonderful readers out there that congratulated Master and myself for the renewed collaring. We both greatly appreciate it and while I’d love to thank each and every one of you individually; there just isn’t enough time in the day. Thank you so much, from the bottom of my heart.

Master has given me a glimpse of what my new rules will en tale and I know that some of them will be interesting to do, others not so much

Now, on to the smut!

Taking a chapter from kaya_s diary, I sat next to Master while he worked on the computer. I’d read and seen the pictures of what it was like to be under kaya’s Master’s desk and for some reason it appealed to me. That object moment; when all I want to be is available, used, and then discarded. Oddly, that happens frequently. On this day I was feeling especially frisky and started playing with him, teasing his cock and balls, turning him on slowly. I whispered to him that I wanted to suck his cock, but moreso, I wanted to crawl under his desk and just be a cunt and ass to fuck and do as he pleased with. His cock twitched with that and that wonderful grin crossed his face.

I did suck his dick and really enjoyed it and the sounds that were coming from Master. He was loving it! I became that object after I gave his cock the attention it needed. I crawled under the desk and he began playing with me, teasing me. I was so turned on and I knew that he was enjoying himself too. It didn’t take long before he was fucking something fierce and my god did it feel good. There was something to having nothing else distracting you, just the 3 artificial walls around you and the sounds of Master at your back end, doing whatever he pleased.

I was a very happy slut that night.

–luna