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As she entered the Master’s chamber, she felt her heart racing with anticipation. It had been weeks since she had last submission to him, since allowed him to take her pleasure to new heights.
The room was dimly lit with candles, casting a warm glow across the walls. The Master was waiting for her, sitting upon his throne, his eyes gazing upon her with an intense hunger that made her knees weak.
“Strip,” he commanded in a low voice, and without question, she began to remove her clothing, piece by piece relinquishing her power and control to him.
Once she was fully undressed, he rose from his throne and stepped towards her, his hand outstretched. Slowly, he trailed his fingers across her skin, exploring every inch of her body with a tender touch that made her shiver with pleasure.
She felt his breath against her ear as he whispered, “You belong to me, my dear. Your body and your pleasure are mine to command.”
At his words, she felt a familiar ache deep within her, a yearning to belong to him completely. She knelt before him, offering herself to him completely, as he began to explore her body with a firm and commanding touch.
She gasped as he played with her nipples, teasing and pulling them, sending waves of pleasure through her body. His hands traced down to her thighs, parting them to reveal her most intimate area, ripe and ready for his touch.
The Master explored her body with a practiced hand, knowing exactly how to bring her to the brink of pleasure before pulling away, denying her what she so desperately craved. Yet with his touch, she felt herself reaching new heights of ecstasy, feeling a fire within her that could only be quenched by his touch.
As the night wore on, The Master commanded her to perform numerous acts of obedience, each one bringing her closer and closer to the edge of sanity. She surrendered herself to him completely, letting him take her to places that she had never known existed.
Finally, after an intense night of submission, pleasure, and power play, The Master allowed her to climax, sending her spiraling over the edge of pleasure into a state of pure ecstasy.
As she lay there, basking in the afterglow of their night together, she knew that she had given herself completely over to him, surrendering her body and her pleasure to his every command. And she knew that she would continue to do so, each and every time he called upon her, for she had found something in his touch that she had been searching for her whole life.
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