I demand your complete submission. You will have limits and so will I. I will respect you, but you will respect me even more. I realize you have feelings coursing through your veins as do I. However, my feelings are more important. At the end of the day, you will always know who's BOSS - ME! No matter where in the universe you may travel, you will be thinking of me - Ms. Sophia.
I just love to celebrate...for any reason, really. It doesn't have to be a special occasion. But, as far as I'm concerned, though, everyday is special...especially when my slave has been so obedient and responsive and completely submissive. I am so happy to say that my slave has been let out of his cage, if only for a fleeting moment, and permitted to orgasm.
With legs spread and plenty of lube, I began to stroke him slowly - and I mean excruciatingly sloooooooooowwwwwllllllyyyyy - and deliberately with this cock between my thumb and forefinger only...from the tip of his head to the bottom of his rigid penis. I softly ran my finger down his shaft whirling and twirling and then back up again. His back arched and jaw clenched. I teased him over...and over...and over again. I could see in his face the torment I was putting him through...the multiple distortions of his face, the deep moaning and groaning, the heavy rapid breathing, the gasping...music to my ears. His cock was rock hard by now. Back up his cock but with three fingers now...eventually leading to using my whole hand.
I began to pick up my speed - wrapping my fist around his cock - working my way to full speed. I could tell he was about to explode. I brought him to the very edge of orgasm and then stopped! He calmed back down and I then began the process all over again.
I kept this process up for over two hours and then the moment had arrived when I finally stroked him to a full ejaculation. We raised a toast to this auspicious occasion. He drank his cum. I drank rose champagne.
The power I literally hold in the palm of my hand is quite amazing and such a turn on for me.