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As soon as she walked into the room, he knew that he was gonna enjoy her business. He had been waiting for this moment for months, and now it was finally here. She was wearing a tight black dress that showed off every curve of her body and high heels that made her legs look like they went on forever. Her hair was in loose waves and her makeup was subtle but sexy. He couldn’t help but be drawn to her.

She approached him confidently, her eyes never leaving his. “Master,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m here to serve you.”

He nodded, his heart racing with excitement. This was what he had been waiting for. He had been dreaming about her for months, imagining all the methods he could dominate her and make her submit to him.

“Strip,” he said, gesturing to a nearby chair. “I want to watch you.”

She hesitated for a second, but then slowly began to remove her clothing. First, she slipped off her heels, then her dress, revealing a lacy black bra and thong set. She turned around and bent over, presenting him with a view of her perfect ass.

He stood up and walked over to her, running his hand over her smooth skin. “Very good,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “Now get on your knees.”

She obediently got down on all fours, her ass still in the air. He circled around her, his eyes taking in every inch of her body. Then he stepped forward, his hand coming down hard on her ass.

She gasped, but didn’t move. “Thank you, Master,” she said.

He spanked her again, harder this time. She cried out, but still didn’t move from her position. “Good girl,” he said, his voice softening slightly. “I like it when you take your punishment without complaint.”

He continued to spank her, lost in the sensations of her body reacting under his hand. He could feel his own arousal growing, and he knew that he needed more.

He stood her up and pushed her against the wall. “Spread your legs,” he commanded. “I want to taste you.”

She did as she was told, and he dropped to his knees in front of her, his tongue exploring every inch of her damp folds. She moaned, her hips grinding against his mouth, and he felt a surge of pride at the knowledge that he was making her feel so good.

He stood up and lifted her onto the bed, pushing her onto her back. He climbed on top of her, his hands wandering over her body. “I’m going to make you feel things you’ve never felt before,” he whispered in her ear.

And he did. He used every trick he knew to pleasure her, pushing her to the edge of ecstasy time and time again before pulling back. He teased her until she was begging, her words a jumbled mess of need and desire. And finally, he gave her what she wanted, sending her into a writhing, screaming pleasure that left her limp and sated against the sheets.

He lay down next to her, his arm draped across her body. “You were amazing,” he said softly.

She turned her head to look at him, a smile on her lips. “Thank you, Master,” she said.

He leaned in and kissed her, savoring the taste of her on his lips. They lay together for a few more minutes, savoring the afterglow of their lovemaking.

And then he stood up, his mind already turning to what he wanted to do to her next. He had so many ideas, so many fantasies. And now, finally, he had the chance to make them all come true.
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