MASTERED: (The Novel) (23 page)

Missy was either gagging on cock or
gasping for air; as James saw fit. “There will be no collar until you can prove
yourself worthy of the honor. I do, however, have a deep desire to mark you in
the meantime. Kneel up and smile pretty, little one.”

Mouth full, Missy kneeled up without
incident. Blushing furiously, she contorted her over-stuffed features into a
garish smile. Although utterly mortified, her craving for this man continued to
escape her body in torrents.

Whore!

There was nothing to be done as it
oozed in viscous threads to the floor. James never shifted his gaze from the
expanding pool of cunt juice. With little fanfare, he pulled out and blew an
enormous load straight into her still-distorted face.

Wave after wave literally coated her
features. Sperm dripped from her hair and scalded her eyes. It clogged her
nostrils and glazed her lips. She moved not a single muscle. James, humming
tunelessly, re-inserted his sticky, deflating cock into her mouth and waited.

With perfect understanding of where
she belonged and to whom, Missy lovingly sucked it clean…

Master…

Chapter 80

James lifted her from her knees and
into his arms. With his seed congealing beautifully on her face, he brought her
to his bedroom. Kicking the door open, he carried her meaningfully across the
threshold. He deposited her gently onto his king-sized bed and tenderly removed
her little dress.

Missy squinted through one
cum-swollen lid to see the room where it all began. Turning her head just
slightly, she saw a beautifully framed photo of a woman. Recognizing herself,
she burst into tears!

It was taken the day they went for
dinner at Dominic's Crab Cave. She had no idea he'd snapped it. Unable to take
her half-eye off of it, she knew she’d never looked happier.

In a perfect missionary position,
James maneuvered his exhausted cock inside of her. While his penis was
irrefutably lifeless, he filled her heart to over-flowing. Sharing cold semen
between two pairs of nearly motionless lips, Master and whore found themselves
deep within the other. Sheathed in her grasping cunt for the very first time,
Dominant and submissive moaned into the other's opened mouth.

As one, they felt their very souls
entwine.

She teetered precariously on the
soft edge between slumber and wakefulness. She reveled in the weight of him, already
snoring softly atop her. She had one last conscious thought before succumbing
completely.

Idly, she contemplated what might be
required of her in order to merit her collar back. A soft smile played on her
cum-stained lips. Missy fell into a contented, dreamless sleep with a soft
mantra playing in her head:

She
could hardly wait…

The
End

About the Author

K.L. SILVER
is a left handed Libra. A global thinker, she believes
that each and every one of us can make a difference. K.L. fantasizes regularly
of an open-minded and more compassionate society.
A society
which celebrates individual differences instead of attempting to crush them.
K.L. grew up on the frozen prairies of central Canada. At the tender age of
fourteen, she left family and country to train at the National Academy of
Artistic Gymnastics in Eugene, Oregon.
Her children, whom she adores, are grown and self-sufficient. Writing and yoga
keep her sane.

MASTERED
is K.L. Silver’s first novel, but, with your
endorsement, it shan’t be her last.