Back that ass up

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"Good girrl. Keep it up." Master says and gives my ass a nice firm slap, making me moan involuntarily as I impale myself on his thick shaft. I almost came when he called me a good girl. His voice is so hot, especially when he uses that commanding tone he has when he takes the 'Master' role.

I am so lucky that Master took me in. My girlfriend broke up with me when I got SP and my parents didn't want to talk to me anymore. My colleagues and my manager showed themselves to be worse misogynists to SPG's than they are to regular women. I didn't get fired, but they almost made me want to quit.

But then I met Master. That's not his name of course, and I only call him that when I'm wearing my collar or when we use the agreed-upon codeword. Master offered to help me get used to being an SPG. He said that he had another offer after that and that that one wouldn't be free. The second offer was to take care of me, helping me with rent as well as gifting me clothes and jewellery and other gifts in return for going on dates with him and being arm candy at events. By that point I trusted him enough to accept that offer, and as promised he was a real gentleman even after we made that agreement.

Over time he made me more offers. Step by step things escalated. Eventually I had become his sub, with a contract and all. I don't quite remember when he had asked, or commanded, me to start calling him Master. What I do know is that there is no better way to relax after a stressful day at work than to fully surrender myself and let my Master take care of me. And he does take VERY good care of me.