I am sitting behind you, close enough to attend to your every need. I'm wearing a T-shirt with nothing else as you wished. When I move, my breasts bounce and move to your pleasure and delight. My eyes are lowered as instructed.

I am in desperate need of your touch, breathing out my own desire quietly. Your presence fills my soul and overwhelms my senses. I feel my need seeping down as my body reacts to you. I think of my embarrassment when I rise and you see my own juices covering the place.

It is in moments like this that I feel how much I am truly your possession. I am not at liberty to take matters in my own hands when with you.

I suppose you know what a slut I really am and want me to be ready for you constantly. And heaven knows that I am.

I sit here pondering my own predicament as I wonder how to make you aware of my lust for you without stepping out of my position at your feet. Though you do not call me your slave I know that I am. What would not I do to please you my dear Master?

I feel my nipples harden as my mind race thinking of all the things you may wish to do to me. I lower my head even further to loose sight of you hoping that would ease my need and stop this maddening throbbing between my legs.

I manage in my enforced silence to aggravate my urge to an uncontrollable shaking of my thighs.

I imagine the way you would use me, have me in a scene to take me higher then make some sweet love to me.

I surrender my body and all that comes with it to you. My love, my need and my service.

I remind myself that I am here today to serve you and see that you are finished with your coffee. I get up to clear you mug and see if you would like another.

You lift your head to me from your book and look at me. For a moment I am lost in your eyes but lower my face to gaze at your feet where I belong. You continue to look at me in silence and tell me to indeed get you another cup. I move feeling the effect the rubbing is causing my body.

I put your coffee on the table in front of you and ask if you needed anything else. You look at me and quietly say, yes, you would like to hear me explain why my nipples are so hard and also where the liquid between my legs came from.

You know how hard it is for me to tell you of my need; how hard it is to ask no matter how humbly anything from you. Approaching you with my requests is the hardest lesson I had to learn.

"Master," I say, kneeling at your feet, trying to think of what I can say to you. "I..I..I... My body needs your attention badly."

You laugh, grab my hair and pull me up to you, grabbing my breast in your other hand and squeezing. You know that my nipple rings will cause me to become even more aroused.

My wetness increases as I fight the need to have you inside of me now. You kiss me deeply until I sigh with a deep surrender and close my eyes. You continue to kiss me slowly with you hands lingering at my breasts, playing squeezing and gently tugging at the rings you like so much. I wait for the pain mixed within the pleasure you administer to me, to make me understand how much I need you to put me my place.

"Master, take me," I plead silently, hoping you can read my mind. I still wait for the pain, anticipating it in every second. I give up and find a deep pleasure in your kissing and fondling. You bite my lower lip suddenly, to mark me as your property. The surprise, pain and pent up lust cause a tear to roll over my cheeks, gently like some of your love. My chest heaves with a deep breath.

You kiss the corner of my eye and taste the tear. You ask me if I want a release? I answer in a half whisper. "Yes, Master, if it pleases you."

You slap my legs open and find my clit, to fondle it with your finger. My body tightens in anticipation. I look at you with beseeching eyes and you smile pressing your erection to the hole between my legs.

"Master," I whisper moving against your finger as you ask me if I am ready for you.

You take your finger away and slip it suddenly into my hole. I gasp and bury my head into your shoulder. You move with care inside of me, in and out until I am lost in your rhythm. You continue to violate me your way, increasing the speed until I think I am coming and bringing me all the way down again.

You move in small circle making sure that I am trembling with pleasure and need. My juices cover your hand as my arousal takes hold of me and my senses are lost. I start to moan loudly and beg you for mercy from this gripping, burning need I have. I beg gently but with an insistence that betrays the animal in me. "Master, please give this whore what she needs and only you can give."

You thrust you finger inside and know exactly what my body needs. You take me into my pleasure world.

You feel my hole contract and squeeze your finger as I come thanking you vehemently for this blessing you have given to me.

I love you.