Some piece i wrote some time ago, inspired by Oz' OP and some especially nice ... well ... rough fucking.


Kitchen Duty

„I’m a bitch, I’m a lover
I’m a child, I’m a mother
I’m a sinner, I’m a saint
I do not feel ashamed“
She's singing loud and off key along to the lyrics of her favourite song while she's chopping vegetables for a salad. Her Master should be home soon and she wants dinner to be ready for him.
„I’m a bitch, I’m a tease
I’m a goddess on my knees
When you hurt when you suff...“
The music goes on, as loud as it was before, but the girl isn't singing anymore. Instead, she gasps loud when two strong hands grab her and press her down on the kitchen counter. She didn't see who it is, but there's only one person who knows to hold her hair the way it is gripped. He is leaning onto her now, she feels the cold granite of the kitchen counter through the thin fabric of her sarong and she also feels her nipples reacting to the cold. A knee is wedged between her legs, forcing them apart and a hand unties the knot of the sarong on her neck. With a quick pull the he rips the cloth from her body, leaving her naked except for the heels she has to wear. He reaches down and pulls one of her legs up on the counter, thus gaining perfect access to her pussy. She hears a zipper. Then she feels his cock between her asscheeks and for a second she just hopes that he'll use her pussy and not her asshole, at least not without lube. But she's smart enough not to say anything. He'll use the hole he wants. Period.
But then she can feel the cock at the entrance to her pussy, pressing against it. He doesn't bother with foreplay and with one hard thrust he pushes inside her. A stifled yelp escapes her lips, but he doesn't care how she feels and starts to fuck her cunt furiously. Her pussy hurts from the rough assault and her hip from being pounded into the edge of the counter. He grabs her hair again, yanking her head back with one hand and kisses her hard on the mouth. The other still rests between her shoulderblades, pressing her upper body onto the cold granite. He increases the pace and vigour of his thrusting and soon he reaches an orgasm, filling her pussy with his semen.
„I just love to know that there's a pussy I can fuck whenever, wherever and however I want.“ He withdraws his cock, leaving her hot and longing for more. One sharp slap on her butt and she obediently gets on her knees to clean his cock.
"Good fuck," he says while turning around and heading to the bathroom.
"Thank you, Master," she whispers after him, his sperm slowly running down her leg. She's feeling both used and aroused. And at the same time also happy because she pleased her Master.
After all, pleasing her Master is her most important goal.