A Diary of Servitude

I was on my knees in the bathroom shower with my hands resting gingerly on my thighs as the warm water beat pleasantly on my back. Sir stepped through the shower door blocking me from the soothing water. My heart rate started to accelerated as his hands graze the back of my neck. Sir’s touch did something to me, a simple touch sent electricity through my entire body. Every touch from his smooth dark chocolate hands made me weak to his power , his hunger , his lust for me. I whimpered as his hands moved around to the front of my neck and forced my head back. His eyes pierced into mines looking for his safe haven. Sir knew that is what he found in me. He found comfort and safety something I knew he couldn't find anywhere else. Thus, the reason why he always came back even though he says time and time again this would be the last time. I looked back at Sir opening myself up to him completely. All the while sinking further into subspace to clear room for him. Sir finally leaned over and whispered in my ear “open up my pretty mouth ma’m”. I did as I was told and was rewarded with him sliding his sweet, thick, mouthwatering tongue into my mouth. I sucked and nibbled at it, until my cunt was moistened and he growled in pleasure. “ Turn around and stay on your knees” sir said in a deep raspy voice. I did as I was told not wanting to be bratty because I was still unsure of his mood. Sir had his mask on since he walked in my front door, never once did it waiver. A stream of warmness hit my chest and rolled down my torso breaking me out of my reverie. I gasped “ ssss…ir ? you, your peeing on me !!” . He knew this was a hard limit for me, he knew this brought me back to such a dark past.  “ Shut up before I piss on your face !” he yelled back at me. I didn't understand. Why was he doing this to me ? What was wrong with him ? These two questions just circled over and over in my mind until finally the golden stream stopped. I had completely fallen into to my quiet place. “ Get up and bend over” he growled at me. I did as I was told and he immediately rammed into my moistened cunt . I yelped out in both pain and pleasure. He pulled out to the tip and rammed into me again. He continued this vicious cycle until cum was rolling endlessly  out of pussy and down his thick shaft. “ Yeah you know you like this bitch , you like when I use you , you like when I treat you like just another fuck ?” sir taunted. All I could do was whimper and throw my ass back up at him in need for more. “ Look at you, so fuck thirsty and deprived. It’s only been a month since I used my pretty pink little pussy. I love it when you are like this though” he snarled and shoved two fingers in my mouth rubbing them all over my tongue and cheeks. He then slide those two fingers into my ass and met my pace . I groaned in pleasure at the new feeling of  fullness. He stilled and let me feel him flexing his huge chocolate penis in my pussy as his fingers continue to slide in and out of my moistening ass. I wanted to cum, I was so full of this divine creature. Sir’s demand , his need for my body made our sexual encounters even more electrifying. The thought of his primal need for me nearly knocked me to the edge of insanity, as he slowed down his pace and started stroking my Gspot. My body convulsed and quivered because of the expert knowledge he had on my fuck deprived cunt. I felt all of him and he felt all of me. “ Can I please cum sir , fuck, let me cum baby pleeeaasse” I begged for a release. “ Not yet was his reply”. Sir’s pace picked up once again. His penis was slamming into my Gspot urging me to cum. “ Pleeeaase sss… ir , I am going to lose it” as those words slipped from between my luscious pink lips he belted out “ Cum for me ma’m , cum for daddy !”.  Sir backed out of my now swollen cunt and blasted on my back. I steady myself , placing my hands on the bathroom shower wall as my body jerked uncontrollably. All the while cum was squirting steadily from deep within my folds. I slumped and dropped back onto the shower floor with my back facing him. I couldn't bring myself to turn and stare into sir’s eyes. A feeling of misery swept through me as my mind   found clarity. My world started to crumble around me as the realization of what happened not even 25 minutes ago in this now tight space hit me. Sir kneeled down behind me. Tears streamed down my cheeks as droplets of the now cold shower water sprayed on my back. I could feel his cum sliding down the curves my back and seeping into my ass crack. The sudden urge to wash him off smacked me hard in the face. “ Get out , NOW !” I screamed at him. Sir reached out and tried to soothe me by caressing the back of my neck. But I lashed out and he tried to contain me , pull me into his fuzzy chest. All  I could do was kick at him and scream “ DON’T TOUCH ME , GET OFF ME . PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE TIMOTHY !” . Everything stilled for a moment , had I really just called him Timothy ?  I never once in the 2 years we've had this relationship used our safe word …. His name.