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RebelliousDink -> Sunday fun (My exciting slave part 1) (7/18/2013 12:26:35 AM)
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I was never religious, but my Candice and I have found a way to enjoy going to church together.
While Candice is my sub, and knows what makes her daddy happy, there's no reason for me to torture her by denying her religion. It gives her peace of mind. However, she started requesting that I go with her, so God would be happy too. I went a few times, and after the 4th I was noticeably irritable afterward when we went to lunch. She apologized, and I had to remind her there was nothing to be sorry for, and she promised to make it up to me next Sunday.
As I woke up with a small hangover next Sunday, Candice is already in the shower. A hot cup of coffee awaits me on my nightstand as I arose and went to another bathroom to relieve myself. When I come back to the bedroom she's out of the shower. Her hair is up in a towel and she looks at me otherwise completely nude; beads of water coursing across her large breasts and hugging her hips, her small patch of pubic hair soaking wet. She smiles as she asks how my coffee was. I of course thanked her, and she asked me to sit on the bed.
She handed me the handcuffs and raised her hands over her head. As I put them on, she smiled, and I bent her over across my lap. I gave her two solid spanks, then started groping her ass and pulling it wide open, exposing her tight pink little sphincter. I pulled out her butt plug, applied some lube, and inserted it into her slowly, feeling her jitter bent across my lap as she accepted the toy. With that, she promptly went to her knees and began to suck my cock, sliding her well trained tongue across my head, bobbing her head back and forth and holding on to with with both cuffed hands. In no time (I just woke up and I was a little hungover, come on) I could feel myself cumming, and I pulled her towel off and grabbed a fistful of her long flowing hair, exploding into her mouth. She waited, making sure to slurp every last drop of my sperm out of my cock.
I immediately kiss her, licking my lips and tasting my own ejaculate. I throw her onto the bed and begin to perform cunnilingus. Gliding my tongue across her clit, hearing her moan. However, something was off, instead of moaning she was humming. She tapped on my head and pointed at the clock, siting we had to go to church.
I showered and we left. She didn't say a word the ride to church, and who was I to disturb my slaves peace? I found out, however, when we got to the church the reason she hadn't spoke. She was still holding the load of jizm I squirted into her sweet little mouth. We found our place in church, and she didn't follow along with any of the singing and woudn't speak in prayer. Finally, before getting her communion, I saw a slight gulp before she left the pew and went in line.
Since then, this is how every Sunday has gone. And Lunch afterwards is equally good :D
(FICTION)
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