As I lay in bed, my thoughts drifted off to the idea of my next encounter with my Master. We had been communicating and having virtual encounters for months. It has been weeks since my last orgasm, our last encounter to subspace, and I go to sleep every night with the thoughts of anticipation that tomorrow might be the day. I couldn't wait to serve him in every way and fulfill his every desire and needs each coming day.
Finally, the moment arrived. I woke up to the sensation of a remote toy being used on me from the other side of the world. Master had woken me up with a surprise, and I couldn't help but jump in surprise. "Good morning, glad it works this time," he typed and I could read his sweet chuckle in the line.
"Oh my gosh it does, I think I jumped 3 feet in the air," I replied, still trying to catch my breath. That was fun but a little scary too - like having a dick slammed into me sound asleep, I thought to myself.
I had been dreaming of him all night, my body aching with desire. I could feel the wetness between my thighs as the toy worked its magic on me. "You'll remember this for sure," he said, and I could already feel the orgasm building within me.
I was wearing a red negligee, my giant breasts spilling out of it's hold. The toy was inside my vagina against my g spot and pulsed at his control. He usually sets it to a pattern so he can watch the video feed he has access to in my house.
He rather liked the idea of sleeping with a toy inside me, ready to be used whenever he desired. It aroused me to think of him touching himself as he watched me, his hand wrapped around his hard cock as he brought himself to climax.
"You could very easily make me cum this morning like this," I texted, my body already trembling with desire.
"Oh that's exactly what I want, my cum-starved slut," he responded. He continued, "you'll cum for me. Not for you but to serve me." I repeated back as if it was my mantra. "You're my servant and find joy, fulfillment, desire, and lust in service. My satisfaction in your pleasure," he said, and I could feel the truth of those words resonating within me.
"Please let me cum," I begged, knowing that only he had the power to grant me that release.
"My words your teachings and my company your home," he said, and I couldn't help but swoon at the depth of those words. "Home," I read again, feeling a sense of contentment and fulfillment wash over me. I had served him to the best of my abilities, fulfilling his every desire and need, it is my home.
I had been serving my Master in many ways during our long-distance encounters, including making him videos, sending him voice messages, and sharing intense fantasies and erotic poems with him. At this moment, I decided to use voice chat so that he could go back and hear me beg and moan for his pleasure. I wanted to remind him of the pleasure we had shared together and to give him a glimpse into the depths of my desire and devotion to him.
"Please let me cum," I pleaded in a whisper on a voice memo and hit send.
The vibrations were intense and they pulsed up and down with the pattern against my g spot. I edged myself with my hand on my clit, knowing I needed both in order to climax fully. The shape of the toy was hitting my g-spot just right, sending waves of pleasure through my body.
"I want you to cum when you can, but before that, I want you to slap your pussy five times and pinch your nipples," he instructed. I quickly switched my phone over to make a video for him, knowing that he had the bedroom camera to watch and had likely put on a pattern on the toy by now to participate in our long-distance exchange visually.
As I posted the video of my slapping my very juicy pussy, he asked to see it and I was grateful I was ahead of his request. "Oh I'd love to cum in your mouth before you cum and let you swallow it as you cum," he said, and I could feel myself getting even closer to that orgasm.
"I'd lick up every last drop," I responded, knowing that was what he would have me do.
As the toy continued to work its magic on me, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I was his to command, his to use and his to pleasure, and I reveled in the feeling of submission and devotion that washed over me. I could see the intensity in my Master's eyes as he watched me on the video feed, his hand wrapped around his cock as he brought himself closer and closer to climax.
I could feel myself slipping into a state of subspace. My mind was hazy and my body felt light and floaty, face and hands tingling and numb like they had fallen asleep and breath ragged as I tried to control what was happening to me.
Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. I felt the orgasm building within me, my body trembling with pleasure. "Cum for me, my little bitch," he commanded, imagining his voice thick with desire. I obeyed immediately, my body shaking with the force of my release. I could feel myself cumming, my juices flowing freely as I served my Master in every way.
I could almost hear my Master's satisfied groan on the other side of the world. "That was so hot, my little slut," he said, his voice filled with satisfaction. "I'm so glad I could watch you cum for me like that."
"Good girl," he then murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. "You pleased me so much, my little slut." I smiled, feeling a sense of contentment and fulfillment wash over me. I had served him to the best of my abilities, fulfilling his every desire and need.
"You're mine, body and soul, forever and always," he continued, his voice a low growl. I nodded, my body trembling with pleasure.
I smiled, feeling a sense of pride and fulfillment at his words. I had served him well, and I couldn't wait to do it again. "Thank you, Sir," I said, my context very submissive. "I'm yours to command, forever and always."
At his command to go back to bed, I drifted off to sleep, wrapped in the warmth and comfort of my Master's love and devotion. No matter the distance between us, I was his, and he was mine. And I couldn't wait to see what the future held for us, as we continued to explore the depths of our desires and our connection together, finding "home" in each other's hearts.
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