He fingers you.

You hear buttons being unbuttoned and you imagine him, unbuttoning his shirt. Then it was all silent. No sound, nothing, except for the beat of your heart. You're afraid to turn around so decided to stay where you are.

Then suddenly, you feel his fingers caressing your cheeks. You involuntarily gasp at the touch. Then you feel his fingers, slowly rotating on your cheeks and now it is exploring around your ass. You can't take it anymore, you want his fingers inside your hole.

"Sir, I-I can't t-t-take it any m-m-more. P-p-please..."

He stops touching you. "Please what?"

"Put your fingers inside me." You said breathy. You want to feel his touch again on your ass.

But he grabs your hair, hardly. "Haven't I told you to be patient, David? Or is it something that is hard for you to take?" He lets go of you and this time, he doesn't touch you again.

You whimper. "Master..."

You feel his glare at you from your back and it takes you not to completely lie down the floor. Impatient, you put your fingers around your hole but he suddenly grabs your hand and you yelp in pain.

"And just what in the absolute fuck do you think you're doing?" He growls. You cry out in pain and agony.

"I'm sorry, I just... I want your touch... I-I-I just can't take it. I'm sorry."

"Sorry won't cut it, slut." Slut. It has been a long time since he called you that.

"Are you really that impatient?" You nod weakly at his question.

"Then have at it!"

You then suddenly feel his fingers inside you and rams it in, repeatedly. You let out a shout on the ****. "Do you like this? Do you want this?"

You nod and whimper. "You fucking slut." He curses at you. You were about to touch yourself but he swats your hand and growls. "I didn't told you to touch yourself."

But you want to but at the same time you don't want to make him angry. You follow his advise.

He stops fingering you and lets out his fingers. "Lick it." He commands. You obey him and licks it all over his finger.

Then you feel his finger inside you again. But this time, instead of assaulting your hole, he touches your sensitive spot and you yelp. He does it again and you try not to lie down to the floor but it is impossible. It is making you weak.

Then he rams it again but now instead of one, now it's two. You can't help yourself but moan out loud. Ernest grabs your face and kisses you hard and rough.

In a matter of seconds, you cum and let out a cry. He stops on ramming your hole with his finger. He kisses the side of your head.

You lie on the chair, weakly. But he scoops you up and puts you on the bed. He kisses your forehead affectionately. "Take your rest now. I'll take a shower."

You lie on your bed, completely spent. Then you suddenly fell asleep and let out a snore.