Sunlight in yours eyes, a slave pleases her master

[Jairzinho2]

The sunlight in your eyes*

She had been counting down the hours, counting down the minutes, counting down the seconds, till his return. The house work was done, everything in it's place, everything cleaned and tidy, the house in order, just as he liked it. She waited in front of his black leather arm chair, naked except for the coller he had placed around her neck months ago and the simple silver ring around her finger. She sat there kneeling hands on her thighs palms upwards, eyes to the ground, her long black hair falling down over her face, touching the round of her breast. She had been in position since the moment he had left work, silently praying to herself that todays johuney would be quick, that he didn't have to stay late, that the lights would run green. She prayed that he would be with her soon, so she could bask in him, his presence, his aura, his scent, his control.*

He had speed out of the office, turning aside the work that still needed to be completed, driving hard and fast, through the slate grey sky. He had been counting down the hours, the minutes, the seconds, till he would be back. To bask in her presence , her aura, her scent, to take her under his control.*

Two harts lept as the key slide easily into the lock, the click of the door, the cold rush of air following him in. For a moment she almost lost control, every sinue in her body wanted to spring up, to run to him, to hold him. He felt the same he wanted to run to her grab her fall into her embrace, hold her tight and close and lay there contented. That was not for today, he knew, as he always knew, what he wanted.**Almost telephacially, two as one they both knew what tonight would be, were it would go, how it would end, the shape and feel of it before it had even happened. *

Unbuttoning the black cashmere overcoat slowly, sliding it off his tired shoulders hanging it on its peg. He walked into the living room. For a second it was as if time stood still, his gaze fell upon her, eyes slowly moving down over her lithe body, that long black hair, soft light brown skin, those toes , so perfectly formed, curled under her round ripe rear.*

His mind drew back to the beginning. Meeting her in the supermarket, planning his trips to meet her, starting random conversations, seeing the desiree in her eyes, showing it back in his. Even then at the very beginning somehow he could see this, here today, what they had now.*

He sat down slowly and silently, streaching out his feet. Her hands moved to them, swiftly untieing the leather laces, sliding them from his feet, taking them from his feet, the sleek pointed black leather shoes, returning them to the hallway, placing them correctly under his coat. *She returned to him, picking up the heavy glass ash tray, the small expresso cup in its saucer filled with the rich dark sweet liquard, the malaboros, the zippo lighter. Watching him as he put the cigerate to his mouth. She flicked the lighter on putting it to the tip watching as it turning a bright red, watching as he exhaled the smoke, taking it from him, feeling it fill her lungs. Everything as he desired, as he had trained her, as she desired.*

He flicked the remote control, Mission to Burma playing, guitars and drums playing at conflicting angles, as Academy Flight Song played. Slowly, dutifully she pulled his socks from him. Pouring the almond oil into her hands, rubbing them slowly warming it, coating herself. *Placing her hands over his feet, rubbing the tied solos, working her fingers into his skin, massaging the muscles. As she did this he let his head fall back, feeling the tiredness of the day disolove, seeping out of him, refreshing him as his sub, his slave, his queen, his world worked her magic on him. No matter the day, no matter the events, no matter the state of the outside world, this here with her, in there home together, he was safe, he was warm, he was loved. Here with him the past no longer mattered, what had gone before, where she had come from, what she had been through, she was safe, nothing could touch her, in his arms, in his hart, she was safe and protected.*

He took a deep pull from the cigereate, as he did he took a sip from the black coffee, in it's White porcelain cup, warming his core. Tapping his thigh now, silently. *She placed her head to the spot he had tapped. *Resting feeling more comfetable then she ever believed possable. The soft wool of his slate grey trouser leg against her check. *Slowly he ran his hand through her hair, letting the soft black strands fall through his fingers, gentally massaging the soft skin of her scalp. Her breathing soft and slow, warm and contented, at his touch.*

He moved his hand from her head, down to his zipper, slowly moving the fasting down. She looked at his strong nimble fingers, wide eyed knowing what came next. Without command she reached into the opening and pulled him out. Slowly, gentally, running her fingers over his manhood, feeling him grow in her hand, the blood pumping through him. Tighter now gripping him, as he grow larger still, running her hand up and down his length, her hands still coated in the scented oil, sliding easily up and down his length, till she reached the head. Her movements slow and steady, gripping just under the head, running her thumb over the large head, pressing down just slightly, appling just the desired amount of pressure. *Her thumb working on the head of his cock, as he took a long pull on the cigerate, finshing the coffee, unwinding from the day.*

As she heard the coffee cup being placed on it's sauser she knew what to do. Still gripping him in her hand she lowered her head to him, rising up off the floor, pressing her hand to his knee gently to steady herself, running her tongue over the tip of his cock, at long last tasting him in her mouth. Instictivly and almost in union, both there eyes meet, him staring down, her staring up to his gaze. Her tongue circling him, long full licks of his cock, her eyes never leaving him. Her hot wet tongue never leaving him as she licked all over him, down his length then back up till she got what she desired. That first drop of precum, her hart lept at the taste, as she lowered her lips to him now taking his head into her mouth, still their eyes locked together, as he blow his cigerate smoke out his nose. Slowly steadily working her mouth over his head, then slowly down, taking more and more of his large cock into her mouth, then pushing down further taking in him into her throat. Finally taking his whole length deep down into her throat, her lips at the base of his shaft, her eyes staerring deep into his, fighting back her natural gag relax, her eyes starting to tear silightly.*

She knew how he liked it at this ponit, not to fast, not to hard, this was just the beginning. Her head slowly moving up now, feeling him sliding out of her throat, slowly steadily sliding his big hard cock in and out of her throat, forcing it back down her throat as she steadily worked on him. His Breathing strong and steady, at his full length now, all the tension from the day evaporated.*

Tenderly and softly he took hold of her hips now, finger tips lightly holding her as he moved her off him, down to the floor, face up. He stood now, standing over her, her body yarning for his touch, his feel, his control. His strong hands on her knees spreading them apart as his eyes took her in, the soft brown skin, soft full breasts, her nipples hard, her pussy wet and inviting, the small well cropped tuffed of pubic hair. Slowly he dropped down to his knees, his hands still on her knees, spreading her open, as he placed his strong, pink, wet Tongue to her. Slowly he running over her from her clit down to her asshole and back up again, savouring her flavour, her scent, her aroma. His eyes now boring into hers, deep down into her, penetrating her soul. Taking her soft lips into his mouth slowly sucking on them, feeding them into his mouth, sliding his Tongue over them as he held them into his mouth. She began to moan now at his touch, moving her hips in time with his movements her breathing quickening her hart racing. His lips locking around her clit now, drawing her clit back and fourth along his lips, sucking her into his mouth, flicking his Tongue over her hard bud. His strong hands moving down her thighs now, stroking her, feeling her velvet skin under his finger tips, till he reached her hips, gripping her tight.

*Placing his mouth over her wet pussy now, taking her into his mouth, trying to take her all in, his tongue dancing over her soft wetness, her taste in his mouth, so strong, so sweet, so pure. Slowly now he moved his tongue into her pushing deep inside her, her tightness gripping him as he pushed in. Her mind lost, all thoughts gone, trying her best to control herself, to stop herself from grinding her pussy into his mouth, to stop her hands from reaching up to him, stop her self from pulling him in deeper, to stop herself from shouting his name out lound. It took all the control he had taught her to stop herself then.*

Finally he moved off her standing back up, her eyes stareeing into his, the fire in her body burning out of her eyes into his his. He moved on top of now, taking her body into his arms, slowly sliding himself deep inside her, feeling her wetness taking him him in. Pushing himself all the way in, staying there buried deep within her, as he placed his lips over hers, finally, she had what she craved the most, his lips on hers, her eyes closing, feeling the soft velvet touch of his lips. His Tongue sliding deep into her mouth, sliding over hers, wrapping around hers. *Slowly steadily moving himself out of her, feeling her wetness gripping him, not wanting to let him leave, as he pushed back in. *Long slow strokes of his cock sliding in and out of her wetness, his hands on her hips, keeping her in place. *His pace beginning to quicken as his breathing did, feeling her wetness grow, engulfing him, sucking him in. He knew she was close could feel her growing tighter, her moans growing lounder, skin taking on a reddish glow, just as she knew he was closure now, could feel him moving faster, deeper, harder. Her lips broke from his, a soft whisper escaping her lips, "please." Instictivly he knew what she wanted, and knew what it would set off in him, he simply nodded down at her. Her head thrown back, fingers clenching in her prams, as she felt it burst out of her. Her breathing faster and faster, her skin tingling, on fire, wave after wave of pleasure surging through her body. As he felt her climx she grow tighter and tighter on him,he pushed in deeply one final time,feeling it pushing through him, shooting out of him flowing from him into her, wave after wave escaping his body, mergerging with hers.*

For a time he lay there on top of her, energy spent his shirt soaked with his sweat. *His and her breathing slowing down, he looked into her eyes, as she looked up to his, covering her face with kisses, soft small kisses covering every inch of her face. Her thighs pressing against his body holding him tight to her. *Finally, relcutently he broke away from her, moving upstairs now, his feet padding over the bare polished wooden floor boards. She heard the toilet flush, a smile lept over her lips, knowing what she had done, knowing what would come from it, the giddy thrill of her anticipation growing with in her. *

To be continued....