Victory Celebration

“Thank you Sir for letting me suck your cock” said Maggie as Gregory’s engorged member popped out of her mouth. He slapped her cheek several times with it, coating her face with saliva and pre cum.

“That’s a good whore,” chided Gregory. He loved to **** Maggie as much as possible, and Maggie loved him for it.

After the fight Gregory had fucked her like a man possessed, they had done several positions and he seemed to never run out of stamina. No matter how many times he came he never lost his erection. At this point in their celebrating Maggie had cum leaking out of all her holes and generously covering her chest and face. When Gregory had brought food upon their room he made her eat from a bowl on the ground so she wouldn’t get cum all over his nice furniture. As soon as she finished her food Gregory had her open her mouth so he could relieve himself all over her face and chest, thus ‘cleaning’ his canvas. Then he would go right back to fucking, spanking, slapping, and degrading his favorite fuck toy.

Maggie couldn’t be happier. Any conflicting thoughts of what life would have been like with Glenn were washed away in the absolute beat down she witnessed. Maggie knew that Gregory was the man she was destined to serve forever. He was not only her lover, but also her Master.