My master

I then go up a few sets of stairs, as if I know exactly where I am going. Then I open a door, and enter it. There, waiting for me is a ma-no, my master. I feel happiness wash over me at simply being in his preens. And he was clearly very happy to see me. He is holding a phone in one of his hands.

"Vertigo, my slut, I'm so glad you made it. But you seem a bit overdressed", he said, and I felt the urge to take my clothes of, as my master was right.

"You're right, master, I'm so sorry! I'll take them right now", I tell him, and proceed to strip. Luckily, I've always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and my master seeing me naked turns me on. I quickly feel my pussy grow wet for my master's cock. I just wanted him to fuck me there and then.

"Ah, my lovely Vertigo. You look fantastic", he told me as he drank in the view of my naked body, and it made me blush. I always loved it when my master complimented me, even if I knew I didn't look great, with my messy red hair. But I really needed him to fuck me, regardless of compliments or my hair. Speaking of that, I had to move some of my messy red bangs out of my face. My hair was getting really annoying, as if I never brushed it or something.

"Thank you, Master. But I really need you", I told him, knowing my position and that I should beg for his dick. He looked happy, but I knew it wasn't enough. I had to beg more.

"Please, Master, I need you dick so badly. I need you!", I begged again, and this time he seemed to concede, and took his pants off before coming over to me. I eyed his dick with respect and awe. It was perfect, and I couldn't wait to have it inside of me.