Chapter 3: Chapter 3
"Hello my master"
she said as she was kneeling on the bed, she knew what I wanted, she was ready to please me. I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at the thought of being dominated by this beautiful woman in front of me. She looked up at me with her soft and gentle eyes, waiting for my next command.
I couldn't help myself, I had to touch her. I reached out and placed my hand on the top of her head, feeling her silky smooth hair. I ran my fingers through it, reveling in the sensation. She began to massage my shoulders, working out all the tension in my body.
"You are so beautiful," I whispered to her.
She smiled and replied, "Thank you master."
As she spoke, I noticed the small freckles on her nose and how they contrasted with her flawless skin.
Her lips were slightly parted, revealing her perfect teeth, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to kiss her. My heart raced with excitement at the thought.
"Please, let me do something for you," she murmured in a soft voice.
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. She reached up and began to massage my shoulders with her warm hands, working out all the tensions and stress.
It felt so good, I couldn't stop myself from moaning.
She began to rub my shoulders more vigorously, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. She worked her way down my arms, massaging them with her strong fingers. I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh of pleasure.
"You feel so good," I mumbled, not able to form complete sentences.
She stopped and looked up at me, a small smile on her lips.
"I'm just glad I could help you relax," she said in a soft voice.
She began to work on my back, massaging it with long, slow strokes. I felt as though I were melting under her touch. I couldn't help myself, but to reach out and stroke her hair once more. It was so soft and smooth, it was almost too much to bear.
"You have such beautiful hair," I muttered.
She looked up at me with a small smile on her lips, and I could see the gratitude in her eyes.
We sat in silence for a moment, lost in our own thoughts.
The only sound was the gentle rustle of the leaves on the trees outside. I couldn't help wondering what she was thinking. What was going through her mind? Finally, I broke the silence.
"Tell me something about yourself," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
She hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Well, I..." she started, trailing off. "There isn't really much to tell. I've lived here my whole life and I've never gone very far. But I like to think that I'm a good person. I try to help others whenever I can."
I nodded in understanding, feeling a sense of empathy towards her. I knew what it was like to be stuck in one place, feeling as if there was nothing more to life.