Master is out this morning, off to spend some time with his kids. He left early, early enough that I was still in bed. Before He departed, He leaned over me, leaned in close, and whispered softly in my sleepy little ear...
"I surely will fuck you when I get back. Maybe we can create some more fireworks."
As I've stated before, that Man knows just what to say to a slave-girl. *Dreamy-sigh*
(Note: I am purposely leaving out the part where, after the whisper, He licked the side of my face and laughed about it. Go ahead, say "ewwww", because I did as I wiped His saliva off of my cheek. M-types have weird senses of humor, that's all I'm sayin'.)