The Love of Ownership

Krys


I woke up first, as usual. Looking over at my lover, I see her wrapped around my arm, her tranquil face barely obscured by her long auburn hair. Even covered by the sheets, I can see the curves of her body underneath. She was always often worried about her weight, however I would never hear of it. I liked her the way she was, and losing a few pounds wouldn't make me love her any more. My thoughts drifted off to a time she had complained about being too big, and I had punished her for it. I was in a bad mood already, but when she degraded herself, I lost it. I chained her wrists to a bar on the ceiling and took pictures of her naked body for an hour, teasing and pleasuring her, while I photographed her plight, not letting her cum until she was crying and was mindlessly repeating how sexy she was and how sorry she was that she lied.

I grinned at the memory and slowly dislodged myself from her. She mutters to herself lightly as she tries to grab the arm that is no longer there. I get up and stretch, putting on my robe as I wander down to the first floor to make some tea and surf the Internet. As the kettle began to whistle, I hear a commotion upstairs, Amara was woken by the sound and is running down the stairs as fast as her naked body can carry her. Sleep still in her eyes, she quickly prepares my tea, bringing it to me, careful not to spill any of the boiling liquid on her exposed flesh.

I smile at her as she brings me my tea. I take it from her carefully then address her directly, "Good morning, my pet."

"Good morning, Master." She bows slightly.

"Why where you in the kitchen without an apron?" she looked at me for a moment, then began to flush. She was in such a hurry to take care of my tea, she had forgotten to follow the rules, one of which requires that she wear an apron whenever she is making anything hot.

"I...I'm sorry, Master." she bowed her head as she waits for her punishment. I contemplate letting her off the hook for this one, but decide better, I had ignored enough violations yesterday, I didn't want her to think I was getting soft.

"Bend over." I motion to my lap, and she quickly got herself into position. "You remember why we have these rules right?" *SMACK!*

"One... Thank you, Master, may I have another? Yes, Sir." She knew she had to address the spank before the question, which made it all the more fun for me

"What is that reason?" *SMACK!*

"Two... Thank you, Master, may I have another? So I don't hurt myself."

"That's right, and why don't we want that?" *Smack!*

"Three... Thank you, Master, may I have another? Because if I am hurt, Master can't take pleasure from me."

"Indeed, and we don't want that do we?" *Smack!*

"Four... Thank you, Master, may I have another? No, Sir." At this time I notice her shaking in my arms, her pussy dripping slightly. It always amazes me how quickly her body responds to my touch.

"Excellent, you won't make that mistake again will you?" *Smack!*

"Five... Thank you, Master, may I have another? No, Sir."

I put her back on her feet and reply, "Good, now you know what day it is, right?"

"It's Saturday, Sir." She replies with the best answer she can, she isn't aware of any important dates that are today, so she gives me a slightly vague answer.

I nod confidently, "That's right, but it's not just any Saturday, do you know what tomorrow is?"

With my leading questions, she makes the connection and nods happily. "Tomorrow is the third Sunday of the month. Which means the market is open."

"That's right my pet, and I got you a little gift for the first market of the year." I hand her a paper I had printed previously. She perused the paper quietly for a moment before realizing what she has in her hands.

"Master?" She's shocked by my gift "This... this is registration for my own stand!" She hugs me happily. "Thank you, Sir!"

I knew she wanted to make her own stand for quite a while, so I finally broke down and bought it for her, but with everything in life, there is a price. "There are a few rules to this new stand though."

She stoped cold, looking at me with a frightened glance.

"Rule 1: I get to try everything you sell." My weakness for her baked goods overwhelmed me, so I made a point to obtain some for myself.

She smiled quietly, nodding her agreement, her fear melting slightly.

"Rule 2: you must make a net profit each week in order to pay off your costs as well as make some money for expansion."

She nodded again, my rules so far were just good business practice.

"Also, half of your net profit is yours to use as spending money. Rule 3: you are to wear a vibe on your clit any time you are working."

She stopped, trying to decide if she could work under such conditions.

I continue as she thinks. "Rule 4: at every 100 dollar mark, you are aloud to cum."

She had accepted her fate and began to nod slowly.

"and finally, rule 5: if you cum when you are not allowed, I pocket fifty dollars of your profit, which means you have to make another fifty dollars before you can continue counting towards your next orgasm, and you have another fifty dollars to make in order to break even."

She swallowed hard as she agreed to my terms. Her stand was no longer a game, and it scared her.

"Now, you need to get baking if you are going to have enough to sell tomorrow to make back the cost of a days rental, and the cost of materials."

She curtsied her thanks and rushed off to the kitchen, putting on her red apron and pulled a pen from her apron pocket. She furiously began looking around in the room, checking her stores of flour sugar and other ingredients. I could see the worry in her eyes grow as she realized she didn't have as much as she wanted.

"Check in the space under the stairs."

She nodded, slightly confused as to why anything would be there. Amara opened the door to find a stock of baking necessities that I had secretly picked up previously.

"Thank you, Mast-" I heard her voice cut off, and I knew she had found the note.

I had decided when I bought them, she would have to pay for them in some way. Her options were to have the orgasm cost be 150 dollars rather than the original 100, or she had to wear a vibe while she was cooking.

"Aww..." She had finished reading the note and was trying to decide. Finally she returned to me, lifting up her apron, exposing the bare flesh between her thighs. "Will Master attach it to me?"

"Attach what?"

She fidgeted slightly "The vibrator..."

"Of course." I said happily. I attached the harness that held the vibrator on her clit, then connected the blue-tooth vibrator to my phone. With the push of a button now, I can control the vibe pressed against her most sensitive area. I set it on low to start with, she moans quietly as the vibe begins to buzz.

I slap her ass as I send her back to work, she begins making a batter, and I turn back to my computer. It is a while before I mess with the vibe turning it to high as she picks up the cookie sheet that she had just covered with some type of dough. The buzz causes her to drop the cookie sheet back on the counter and let loose a loud moan. "Ohhh god... Master..."

I pretend to not notice as I turn it down so she can put the goods in the oven. As she begins to make something else, I let the vibe alternate sporadically. I time her orgasm with the timer for her baked goods. As the timer goes off, I stop the vibe, leaving her on the edge of orgasm. I then wait for her to take out the first batch and put in the next. She begins working on something that's no-bake, and I wait patiently. Soon I can tell that her urges had slowed down, so I set the vibe on low again. She then realized my plan... she wasn't going to cum while she worked today...

The day continued slowly, occasionally a brownie, cookie, or other baked delicacy would be set down next to me and my glass of milk refilled. Finally, she completed as much as she was going to get done that night, and began wrapping everything up into containers for tomorrow.

As Amara finished her last box, she hung her apron back on the wall, and flopped down on the couch across from me. As I turned to look at her, I realized how much the harness exposed her dripping pussy. "You can take off your harness now."

She thanked me and removed the offending object, trying to relax despite her pent up sexual frustration.

I grinned at her discomfort then got up and began walking over towards our room. "Are you coming to bed?"

She nodded softly walking up behind me. I let her pass me, but as she took a step up the stairs I pushed her down against them. "AHH!" she gasped in surprise at my sudden assault.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back to where I could whisper in her ear. "I'm horny and that tight twat looks as good a place as any to get off."

She moaned as I degraded her with my words. This wasn't common for me, but I felt like mixing it up. I slammed my cock into her tight pussy almost immediately, the days teasing had left it tight but wet so I slid in easily. I continued to thrust into her as I pulled her hair, biting her earlobe whenever it came in range.

After the soft ministrations of the vibrator, the rough pounding of my cock made her moan loudly as she felt my tip ram into her cervix again and again. She moaned loudly as she felt herself being violated by my rod. "Oh yes... Master... yes, yes, yes, yes!" she was screaming out as her clenching pussy brought me to orgasm. My hot seed filling her body as I moaned loudly into her ear. I could feel her tense as her orgasm came charging in. Knowing she couldn't stop it even if she wanted to, I whispered for her to cum with me.

Her body wracked in response. Her pussy tightening and pulsing as the waves of pleasure crashed against her. "Ohhh.... Master..."

Her body was spent after spending all day, baking on the brink of orgasm, then to be ravaged against the stairs, her body failed her, forcing me to catch her in my arms and help her up the stairs to the bed. I laid her down softly before removing my robe, setting the alarm and curling up next to her. My lips grazing her ear as I said my goodnights. She was already asleep before my words reached her ears.

Tomorrow would be more of similar fun, but then she will get to cum more often.

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