Lilian knelt between her Master's legs. He was sitting at his desk in his office at home. Work had been keeping him very busy, too busy and exhausted for a scene. His pet understood that and respected it, as she always would. She always tried to understand no matter what and would always respect him.
She rested her head on his lap while he spoke to his coworkers. He was on a conference video chat. They couldn't see Lilian gently massaging her Master's crotch with her chin, nose, and tongue. Her master's hand raked through her hair and he ground against her face. She looked up at him, silently asking with her eyes in a way that he knew all too well. He patted her head twice, the signal that she was allowed to touch herself. Work had kept him busy, and Lilian was generally always there so he'd came up with a few signals to make it easier on the both of them.
Lilian slipped her hand between her legs and delved into her wet folds. Her fingers toyed with her clit and she quietly moaned into her master's pants. She undid his fly and took his cock out of its fabric prison before teasing its crown with her tongue and gently running it through the slit. She knew how sensitive it was, so she made sure she was careful with how much pressure she used, not wanting to be punished again.
She teased the head more before taking his length as far back in her throat as she could, desperately trying not to gag so that his coworkers wouldn't hear. She slipped a finger into her wet cunt and slowly pumped it in and out. She added another and curled them, pressing against the fleshy walls of her vagina. Her master had started to gently buck into her mouth while continuing to talk about some issues their company was having.
Lilian didn't pay it much mind and continued with her work: pleasuring her master and herself. Her master hadn't let her cum in nearly a week, claiming he wanted to keep her desperate and eager. She didn't like it because she was always eager to serve and please him, and with how busy he had been the least he could do was give her a treat to enjoy.
She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and circled the rim of her ass. She pulled off her master's cock just long enough to lick her juices off her fingers before taking him to the base. She continued, until her master grabbed her hair with one hand and started bucking. Then she fought him and pulled away. If she couldn't cum, neither would he.
Lilian usually didn't think this way, but she was desperate and pissed off. She crawled a few feet away, along the wall so that the camera wouldn't see her, and laid on her back with her legs spread and in the air, bent at the knee. She played with her clit and pumped two fingers in and out of her tight cunt, enjoying the feeling of it. She moved so that she was on all fours and played with herself, switching between spreading her pussy lips and ass cheeks to give her master a good view of her.
Then she heard him saying a goodbye before a beep and her heart sank. She was in trouble now.
"Come here, pet," her master growled.
She crawled to him, gaze on the floor and as low to the ground as she could be. When she was kneeling before him, he took her chin in his hand and forced her to look at him.
"What is your place here, with me, Lilian?" He asked.
"To serve and please you," she whimpered.
"Good girl," he smiled, "Now, how do you want me to take you?"
The weight that made her heart drop lifted, knowing that she wasn't in trouble and about to be punished. She stood up quickly and bent over the desk, looking back at her master and swaying her hips. He smiled and slapped her ass hard with his hand.
"No, you're not going to get fucked yet, my pretty Lily," her master teased, undoing his belt. He slid it off his waist and folded it in half, "Hands behind your back."
Lilian obeyed, putting her arms behind her back, grabbing her elbows. She wiggled her ass again, but this time for a spanking.
"Oh you want to be to spanked with Master's belt, don't you?"
She nodded her head eagerly and spread her legs more for him. The first few strikes came before he rubbed her flesh with his hand to soothe the pain a bit. He hadn't spanked or whipped her in a while and he wanted to be sure she would last.
More strikes reigned down on Lilian's soft flesh, turning it from a creamy vanilla to rose red. It stung her horribly and she began to cry out with the strikes. After her master decided that she'd had enough and her ass was perfectly red, as if it was blushing at a compliment the way Lilian's facial cheeks did.
He laid his belt on the desk beside her and ran a finger through the slit of her pussy. "Nice and wet, are we?" he teased before popping the finger in his mouth to taste her.
He spat a little in his hand and stroked his throbbing cock, lining himself up with his pet's vaginal entrance, he gently thrust in. With his cock sliding in and out of her, Lilian released a moan and started to buck against him, begging with her body for him to go harder.
He happily complied with her wants and slammed hard into her. His hips pressed against her stinging bottom and he only got harder and the yelps of pain and pleasure Lilian made. Her moaning yelping, and whimpering always made him throb.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her into him as he slammed into her. Lilian cried out and put her hands on the desk to steady herself.
"M-Master, I'm going to cum!" Lilian cried.
"Aww, my pretty little pet, do you really think that?" He mocked.
"Yes! Please, Master! Please let your pathetic fucktoy cum for you, please, Sir," she begged.
"You may," at his words, Lilian tightened around him and she moaned his name loudly, shuddering with her orgasm. Her master didn't stop though, he kept thrusting in and out of her hard and rough, letting her enjoy her orgasm thoroughly.
"Thank you, Sir," she barely got the words out before she was forced on her knees.
She eagerly reached up for his cock and started to stroke but her hands were pushed away. Her master pumped his cock and she sat there obediently, her hands behind her back with her mouth wide open and tongue out.
Her master gave a gasp and quiet moan as hot, white liquid spilled from his cock and coated her tongue and chest.
Once his orgasm was over, her master fixed his pants, "I think it's bath time for somebody."
"Oh no, you are not bathing me again! I can clean myself, Master," Lilian protested.
"Yes, but I do a better job of it. Go turn on the shower while I get us some clothes. And yes, Lilian, you'll be wearing your robe. It's getting colder and I don't want you sick."
