‘That bloody bitch Susan, at the office!’, you blurt out angrily, as you walk through the front door. ‘Calm down, sit and tell me about it while I fix you a drink’, I respond sympathetically. I listen to you whilst you let out the frustrations of the day. You are pent up, annoyed, and stress is oozing from every fibre of you. You move off the couch and walk over to put your watch on the side table…

Without uttering a single word, I walk over to you. I spin you round and push you against the wall, your back to me. My hand firmly between your shoulder blades, I lift your skirt up and rip your panties clean off you. I know what you are yearning for right now! I reach down and unbuckle my belt. The clink of the metal buckle startles you into action, as you reach behind yourself and start grabbing hungrily at my trousers. I grab your silky long hair in my fist, and pin your face to the wall; reasserting my Dominance without a single syllable. ‘CRACK’, the sound of the belt being brought down sharply on your peachy ass, fills the room. ‘Thank you, Sir’, you whimper…

Having stripped you of your remaining clothing, I bend you over the arm of the couch; your angry red ass cheeks glinting up at me. I softly run my fingers down your spine and sides, you giggle slightly, as it tickles. ‘Spread your cheeks!’, I demand, and you comply straight away, exposing your tight little asshole. I gently push the lubed up plug into you, causing you to gasp and wriggle. ‘Stay still’, I whisper in a firm tone…

Grabbing hold of both of your wrists, I pull your arms back towards me, simultaneously entering your saturated pussy with my cock. ‘Fuck!’, you gasp, as I begin to fuck you with an animalistic lust. As you lay prone, feeling every vein of my cock slamming deep into your wetness, you begin to plead for your orgasm. ‘No, you hold it!’, I order. The combination of the hard spanking earlier, and the internal struggle to prevent yourself falling over the edge into your orgasm, leave you a gibbering mess; unable to form coherent responses…

‘Fuuuuuucccck!’, you wail, as you are finally granted permission to cum. Wave after wave of satisfaction wash over your entire being. You cum hard, twice; in quick succession. I withdraw from inside you, standing above you, I unload my own creamy satisfaction all over your pretty, flushed face. I lean down and kiss you tenderly. ‘Is that better?, I enquire. You simply nod, contently…