When I wake up in the morning, you’re still asleep.

I go and take a shower.

Under the relaxing, warm water, I think about what to do next.

I’m so proud of you and of myself.

Of you, because you’ve finally found the strength within you to let go of the constraints and let your true nature emerge. The beast inside you has awoken, and if I don’t make a mistake now, it will continue to grow.

I am proud of myself because I have finally found the right man. 

My approach now has to be carefully planned, and I can’t afford to make any mistakes.

When I step out of the shower, you’re standing in the middle of the room. Your cock is hard.

After the demonstration of power you’ve just delivered, you’ll be going hard for another week.

With the towel still wrapped around my body, I walk towards you.

Your hand shoots forward, and a juicy slap lands on my cheek.

I go down, and my surprise is only outweighed by my delight.

Yes! It’s going fantastic!

My cheek is burning, and I know how Pari felt when I did the exact same thing to her.

Now I just need to do the same as Pari to finally have the experience I crave so much. I place my palm on my burning cheek, stand up with difficulty, and look hurt at you.

“Why?” I ask quietly, hoping your answer won’t disappoint me.

You look at me, and I can see how gigantic you feel now.

Yes, I know the feeling; I haven’t forgotten it.

“I wanted to see what pattern my fingers would leave on your face, slave,” you reply, and a wave of excitement and fear runs through my whole body.

 “Take your hand away, slave, and ask your master to beautify your other cheek.”

I am afraid of the pain, but deep inside me, the feeling of infinite happiness spreads.

At last, I will be able to experience all the feelings I have envied Pari for all these months.