As Mr. Oikawa untied her, Pumpkin moved with a grace and fluidity that was both captivating and submissive. She approached me on her knees, her body low to the ground, her hands placed neatly in front of her, her tongue lolling out, a picture of perfect obedience and readiness. The sight of her, so eager and devoted, sent a thrill of power and satisfaction coursing through me.
"Aw, dear Pumpkin... Aww, okay, now lick my foot," I commanded, my voice a low, authoritative murmur, a mix of amusement and dominance.
Pumpkin complied without hesitation, her movements fluid and purposeful. She first sniffed my foot, her nose twitching slightly, taking in my scent, committing it to memory. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, she extended her tongue, her saliva warm and slick as she began to lick my toes, each one receiving careful, reverent attention.
"Aahh, yes, this feels so good. Good job, Pumpkin," I murmured, a satisfied smile playing on my lips as I leaned back, relishing the sensation, the power, the control.
"Okay stop, some rules first my pumpkin for you,
you will give me a blowjob in the morning and wake me up by licking my foot and also you will be naked all the time if you are in house..
Mr Oikawa, you will behave normal and you will do the job, live your life normal outside and when you come inside the house you will stay at the door guarding the house or cleaning the house and the dishes and than sleep all naked but don't disturb my pumpkin. and also pumpkin you will come with me and live in my appartment...
As I stir from my slumber, the warm, wet sensation on my foot pulls me from the depths of sleep. I blink my eyes open, taking a moment to orient myself, and as my vision clears, I see Pumpkin, completely naked, her tongue extended and licking my toes with reverent devotion. Her body glistens with a light sheen of sweat, and her eyes, filled with a mix of submission and anticipation, never leave mine as she continues to lick my foot, her tongue warm and slick, sending shivers of pleasure up my spine.
"Good girl, Pumpkin. You're learning quickly," I murmur, my voice laced with approval and dominance as I take in the sight of her, naked and obedient, ready to fulfill my every desire. I reach out, my fingers gently stroking her hair, a gesture of both dominance and affection.
"Today, I want you to show me just how much you want to please me. Start by licking my cock. Make me hard and ready for you," I command, my voice a low, authoritative murmur.
Pumpkin complies eagerly, her body moving with a grace and fluidity that is both captivating and submissive. She positions herself between my legs, her eyes locked on mine, seeking my approval, my pleasure. With a slow, deliberate motion, she extends her tongue, licking the length of my shaft, her touch both tender and insistent.
I groan, the sensation of her tongue on my cock sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. "That's it, Pumpkin. Keep going. Make me feel good," I command, my voice a low, guttural growl.
As I enjoy the exquisite pleasure of her oral skills, the sound of footsteps echoes in my room, pulling me from my blissful state. I open my eyes, a smirk playing on my lips as I murmur, "Looks like she came..."
Pumpkin, completely engrossed in her task, doesn't falter, her focus solely on pleasing me, her mouth working my cock with an almost mechanical precision, swallowing me deep, her throat constricting around my shaft.
Eunji stands at the doorway, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief, taking in the scene before her. "What is happening?" she whispers, her voice a mix of horror and fascination, her body tensing as she tries to process the sight of Pumpkin, naked and obedient, sucking my cock with unbridled enthusiasm.
I chuckle, a low, throaty sound that sends shivers down Eunji's spine, a promise of the intensity to come, the depths of my control, the heights of my power. "Well, Eunji, it seems our little pet is quite the leech. She's like a vacuum cleaner, isn't she, Pumpkin?" I say, my voice laced with amusement and dominance.
As Eunji stands at the doorway, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief, she asks again, her voice trembling with confusion and disbelief, "What is this? And why is Mrs. Oikawa here in this position? What is happening?"
I turn to her, a slow, predatory grin spreading across my face, my eyes glinting with mischief and anticipation. "You see, Eunji, Mrs. Oikawa has surrendered to me completely. She is now my obedient sex slave who lives to please me," I explain, my voice a low, authoritative murmur, laced with dominance and satisfaction.
Eunji's face flushes with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, her mind racing, trying to process the scene, the dynamics, the power play unfolding before her. "What are you spouting, Yeon? Obviously, this can't leave her alone," she stutters, her voice a low, uncertain whisper, her body language a mix of retreat and curiosity.
I chuckle, a low, throaty sound that sends shivers down Eunji's spine, a promise of the intensity to come, the depths of my control, the heights of my power. "Ahh, Eunji, let me show you," I say, holding Pumpkin's face and showing it to Eunji, her eyes craving, her tongue extended, her body trembling with submission and desire.
"Tell me, Pumpkin, what do you want?" I command, my voice a low, guttural growl, my eyes locked on hers, seeking her submission, her devotion, her pleasure.
Pumpkin's response is immediate, her voice a desperate, pleading whisper, filled with longing and need. "I want Master's cock," she moans, her body writhing with anticipation, her eyes never leaving mine, seeking my approval, my pleasure, her submission complete.
I turn to Eunji, a slow, predatory grin spreading across my face, my eyes glinting with mischief and anticipation. "You heard her, Eunji. Now come and give me the blow job as per our deal. You are here for that only, right?"
Eunji takes a step back, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, her body responding to the allure of the scene, the promise of pleasure, the intensity of my command. "This is absurd... but I want his cock. I missed his cock. I can't simply ignore it, and his cock every time we fuck, it becomes long and strong. I honestly need it," she admits, her voice a low, sultry whisper, her body trembling with anticipation and desire.
I wave a hand dismissively, a slow, predatory grin spreading across my face, my eyes glinting with mischief and anticipation. "Are you done thinking? So remove your dress and join fast," I command, my voice a low, authoritative murmur, laced with dominance and satisfaction.
As I enjoy the exquisite pleasure of pumpkin's oral skills, I can feel the pressure building, the pleasure mounting, the inevitable release drawing near. "Aahh, looks like I am about to cum," I growl, my voice a low, primal sound, a promise of the intensity to come.
I hold Pumpkin's face, her mouth nearly closed by my cock, even touching her throat. She is suffocating, her eyes filling with tears, her body trembling.
"AAAAAAHHHHH FUCK YEAHH, I SPILLED MY CUM INSIDE HER MOUTH..." I roar, my voice a guttural, primal sound, a testament to the intensity of my release, the power of my claim, the depths of my control.
Hot semen fills her mouth, dripping from her lips, coating her chest, a thick, white stream, a testament to the power of my release, the intensity of my claim, the depths of her submission. Pumpkin swallows eagerly, her throat working, her eyes locked on mine, a look of pure devotion and satisfaction on her face.
"Yeahhhhhh, Master, your cumm...," she moans, her voice a low, sultry whisper, filled with satisfaction and longing. "It's delicious," she adds, her tongue extending to lick her lips, savoring the taste of me, her body trembling with submission and desire.