Hope POV - Thursday, early morning

My Master pushes my feet away as far as possible, leaving me very exposed. I take a deep breath, bringing my hands to the edges of that table and squeezing lightly, I can feel a caress on the left side of my ass, and I let out a low, long moan. A hand holds my hair and lifts my head slightly, then I feel the touch of demanding lips against mine, muffling my moans.

My Master lifted my waist a little more and soon I felt a light pressure on my entrance, he was running his fingertips and doing a little rubbing, my internal...