Sunny Lemaris felt, rather than heard, her Master approach her from behind. She was sitting on the large leather couch in his office, brushing her long black hair and looking out the window. Her full lips curled into a smile and she closed her eyes. She loved when her Master touched her, and made love to her. It thrilled her beyond words. What really excited her, though, was when he fucked her hard and fast, like the slut she was, the slut he set free with his love.

His hands, warm and gentle all at once, touched her shoulders, and she could feel his fingers pulling her hair slowly back from her neck. Her skin tingled when he kissed the side of her neck, his breath falling on her skin softly. A shudder of pleasure ran down her spine and she felt her pussy growing very wet, and begin throbbing with need and want.

His lips kissed her earlobe softly and she again trembled with delight and excitement. Her back felt the warmth of his skin, bare, touching hers. Her nipples jerked to instant life as his fingers found them, while his hands cupped her smallish breasts. Sunny groaned softly and writhed slowly back against the man, and whispered, “May I please you, Master? Please?”

His fingers tightened on her nipples and twisted slowly back and forth, and he groaned softly in her ear, “Yes, my darling. Please me, my wonderful, beautiful Sunny.” She smiled again as he spoke, moving out of his arms. She loved it when he would say such things to her. Of all the girls, she knew she was his favorite. Aria, Veronika, Sophie and a couple of the others ran a close second, but Sunny knew without a doubt she was his absolute favorite.

Reaching back, she felt the large shaft brushing against her back and ass. Her fingers closed around it and she stroked it slowly, loving how the silken flesh flowed between her fingers and against her palm. Her Master’s thick, heavy cock responded instantly to her touch, stiffening even more and throbbing against her hand. She turned slowly and smiled up at him as he sat back, and she knelt between his legs, pumping his rod slowly with her hand.

The swollen head of it turned red, and it bulged hard in her hand. Looking back up at him for approval, she leaned forward and kissed the underside of the head softly, her full lips tingling as the man meat in her hand throbbed mightily against her flesh. Her long, pink tongue, soft and wet, slipped from between her pouty lips and brushed the underside of the head, ending in a soft flick at the top. Her Master groaned softly and she smiled, then wrapped her lips around the thick, bulbous head, teasing it with her tongue, slowly sliding the large shaft into her mouth.

Joseph Lovell, owner of the Darker Side club, and Master to Sunny, groaned her name softly from between clenched teeth and tangled his hands in her thick, luxurious hair.