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Sandals flopped against her feet as she charged down the sidewalk. A few heads turned, noticing her slightly disheveled clothing and the flush spread across her cheeks. A tight t-shirt was shifted to the side, thrown on in a hurry. Her white jean shorts were left unbuttoned, barely clinging to sweaty hips as she walked. She charged her way down the sidewalk, breathing heavily with one thing on her mind. A hand reached into her pocket, finding a cell phone and unlocking it to start a text message. ?Where are you?? she sent. ?In my room, why?? Matt responded quickly. She sighed with relief.?I thought so. I'll be there in a moment.? She charged her way down the sidewalk as she dodged a pedestrian here or there and made every step count. The phone found its way back into her pocket as she ignored the sound notifying her of his reply. She approached the building, walked through its doors, and made her way straight past the elevators and onto the stairs. Elevators were too slow. Someone at the desk looked up and was completely ignored as she charged her way up the stairs. One step at a time, two steps at a time. All the way up to the third floor. Two more steps, one more step. She jumped the last step and sailed into the hall, hurrying past a boy who stopped to stare at her sudden, disheveled appearance. Down the hall Matt's door was cracked, left open for her after the text exchange.With a firm push the door swung open. She caught it before it hit the wall, almanbahis şikayet slammed it shut and turned around to lean against it before she clicked the lock behind her. After a pause to catch her breath, she slowly raised her head. His eyes met hers as he walked across the room and she gasped, a pulse surging through her hyper aware body. Bare feet took silent steps, his jeans and white t-shirt were casual and comfortable. Long hair framed his face, covering his ears. An eyebrow was raised, questioning and accusing without saying a word?he knew, instantly, what she had been up to and what she wanted. But those were minor details. She gasped because of his eyes, sharp and intense. A gaze that saw through to her core, full of a glaring fire that made her ache with need. ?Master,? she whispered and felt her knees weaken. ?You've been having sex,? he said, calmly stating an observed fact. She felt herself somehow blush a deeper shade and turned her head, playing coy as she held his gaze. ?Yes.?His eyebrow raised a little higher as he took the final step, standing close and looking down into her shorter frame. She enjoyed the way he made her feel small, as if he could swallow her entire being into his and make her very soul a part of him. It made her feel owned. His.?Yes, Sir,? she corrected. ?Tell me,? he commanded with a deeper voice.?It was about five minutes ago,? she began. ?We'd been teasing and flirting, and he was cute. So we went almanbahis canlı casino to his room and started playing around. He was pretty big, and he felt so good. I was so, so, so fucking close...??And he came,? Matt finished. ?I growled at him, and...??You growled at him?? he asked, raising both of his eyebrows in surprise.She ground her teeth in frustration and anger, remembering a shadow of what she felt minutes before as she growled again. ?I growled at the worthless stupid bastard.?He chuckled before he could stop himself, quickly regaining composure. It empowered her, knowing she could play the power game and take some for herself?even if only for an instant.?I growled at him,? she continued, ?told him things I should probably apologize for later, threw my clothes on and...??And came to me,? he finished again.She nodded shyly.He ran his fingers through her hair, letting a shiver run through her body before he grabbed her hair with a tight grip. She gasped as her head was twisted to the side, looking up into his eyes as he glared down into hers. Fire.?Why did you come here, Ashley??His tone sent another shiver through her. Calm, authoritative. An ice cold flame. ?Because no one takes care of me like my Master,? she whispered. He smiled his crooked grin, pleased with her response and wanting to tease her. ?You're a slut.??Yes,? she gasped. ?Yours.? The world around her slipped away as all of her attention fell on him and her almanbahis casino reaction to him. She became his in a way few women understood as the pleasure of subspace engulfed her. "All yours."He held the grip of her hair tightly, moving his other hand up to touch her abdomen. She jumped at the heat of his fingers and the tickle of his breath on her lips as he leaned in closer. ?And why should I take care of my slut today???Because I was a good girl,? she said instantly.He raised a brow again.?Because I was a good girl. A hot guy used my pussy and I was a good slut, a good sex slave. He fucked me and used me and came even though I didn't,? she rambled, looking for the words he wanted.His fingers moved over her flat belly and down to the hem of her open shorts. Heat made her gasp as he lowered them slowly, meeting no hair. ?And you want a reward, for being such a filthy little slut?? he asked.She held his gaze and gulped, concentrating to find an answer in her scattered thoughts. ?Yes,? she whispered. ?Yes, Master. Please. I need to cum. I need you make me cum. Send me to whatever that world is that you send me. Blow my mind away. Send me to the moon. Make me cum like only you do. Please. Please.?His fingers slid further into her shorts, spreading on each side of her wet and swollen folds. ?No panties,? he said, calmly stating a fact.The haze in her mind cleared long enough to remember. ?I left them,? she said. He gazed with a questioning look in his eyes, waiting and unmoving. She whimpered quietly.?Your filthy little slut doesn't need any panties with you, Master. Clothes are an obstacle. My flesh is yours to use as you please!? she squealed the last syllable as his fingers clenched her pussy lips together.