Pissed

I had barely gotten started reading before Rosanna came out of the bathroom, her eyes burning into me. "Come here," she ordered with an added wagging finger.

Nervously, I closed my book and set it down before carefully standing to my feet and walking over to her. As soon as I was within arms, reach, she quickly grabbed the back of my neck and brought me within a few inches of her. With her free hand, she gave my ass a firm slap. "A problem with your pipes, huh?" she growled, pushing me over the dining room table that was nearby and flipping up my skirt. I felt her bare rough hand rub against my pussy a little more roughly than I would have liked. "Oh, I see. I think I found your problem, Miss Ringold. You know, I really hate being fucking lied to, bitch." Here, she spanked me a good 25 more times very hard as punishment. Then there was the sound of jeans unzipping. "If you wanted a good hard fuck, you could have just asked. But, no you had to be a lying little whore. And now you're gonna get treated like the slut you are."

Without any further ceremony, she removed the hand from the back of my neck so she could take hold of my hips with that hand, and soon I felt her rock hard, very thick dick press against my very well lubricated cunt. I was thankful for my heat cycle as she promptly shoved that thick meat stick into me. I was surprised by its sheer girth. I didn't seem that long, only about 6 or 7 inches, but what she lacked in length she made up for in girth. She gave me the roughest fucking I've ever gotten, but it felt really good. Maybe it was my heat cycle, but I did feel like I was being treated like a worthless slut and...I guess that was my goal. And she delivered. I wasn't aware of her extra genitalia, as I had never even seen her hard before, but I was endlessly thankful at that moment. I moaned loudly as she assaulted my cunt with her long powerful thrusts. Pulling almost all the way out before slamming back home. She ended up picking up the pace, however when my tail kept flicking back and forth in her face, so she used a hand to hold it in place and, using that and my hips as leverage, she started a steadier, gentler pace.

"Just don't cum..mmm...inside," I said after about a minute.

She responded by promptly filling my womb with an excessive amount of jizz. "Sluts like you don't get to decide where their masters cum. And that's what I want you to call me from now on: Master, got it?"

"Yes," I said and quickly received a hard slap on my ass as I hesitated. "AH! Yes, Master."

"Good girl," She said and slid out of my pussy. Quickly she grabbed my neck again and stood me to my feet and turned me around. "Now, on your knees," she said and shoved me down. "Clean my cock like a good pet." Like someone putting a key in a lock, she grabbed her wet dick and my head and brought the two together, stuffing her thick dick down my throat. Surprisingly, her dick was bigger than I thought. About 9 inches, but her thickness meant she couldn't usually get everything inside.

The combined taste of my juices and her jizz...really one of my favorite flavors, I must say, although, it usually depended on the people involved. I rather liked my own taste, probably a little too much. And Rosanna was surprisingly pretty tasty. It was immediately obvious once I was down there, she took pretty good care of her dick and balls. And her pussy which was really wet at that moment. And she made me clean all of her, too. Once she was satisfied with my work on her dick, she held it up out of the way, put her foot on a chair, and guided me to her cunt to clean it up. I was rewarded with a shower of warm jizz on my back as she came again. In the middle of this, she brought my face up so I got at least part of it on my face, a string falling over one of my eyes. "Oh, good girl. Now, stand up and strip. I wanna see you in all your slutty glory."

I obeyed, holding my skirt in place as I stood, leaving it on the floor quickly followed by my shirt. Without a moment's hesitation, as soon as my shirt hit the table, she lifted me up and sat me on the edge, and spread my legs. Shoving her lips against mine, she stuffed her dick inside me again and proceeded to give me another, way more gentle fucking. "God your cunt is better than I had imagined," She commented, breaking the kiss. She pulled a notepad from her belt and proceeded to write something on it. "Alright, so this is the last fuck I have time for at the moment, but, my little pet, I want you to shower and wear the exact outfit you just had on and meet me at this address. I will leave the door unlocked for you, just lock it when you get there. Once there, you will on the couch. Umm...maybe wear a diaper or something so you don't ruin the leather, please."

After she spoke, she handed me the note and kissed me again. As she did, I felt her shove that commanding dick of hers as far as inside me as she could and properly fill my womb. "Alright. I gotta get going," she said and promptly kissed my neck, giving a little nibble before moving down to each breast starting with my left tit and doing the same. She then gave my pussy lips a quick kiss before standing up and heading to my bathroom. I quickly followed despite not being ordered to, just to save water. She giggled at my eagerness as I slipped into the shower and she stripped. There was no sex in the shower, although, she did finger me to get me off one more time before she shut off the water and dried both of us off. "Alright, my little slut, give me about 10 minutes to get to my place and unlock it, and then you can head over," she said as she finished dressing. Walking over she gave me one last kiss and a quick slap on the ass before heading out the door just as her work called. "Hey, Synthia. Nope, the problem just took a little longer than expected. She just had some problems with her shower, but it's definitely working now," she was saying as she shut the door behind her.