I ARRIVE HOME by Redcurls *

I arrive home, to find Master waiting for me in His favorite chair. 

I slip off my socks and shoes, and walk to the center of the room. He watches as I take off my scrub top, revealing my black silky bra against my porcelain breasts..unsnapping the back, I let my breasts fall from their captivity into the free air, the cold hitting my nipples and making them hard. 

Glancing at Master, and grinning, I grab my thin tank top and slide it on over my head, my nipples visible through the thin white cotton as I pull it over them and down over my waist. Turning away from Master, I untie my black scrub pants and slide them down over my ass, looking back to see Him watching, letting them caress my hips as I bend forward revealing my red lace thong.

I turn my body, look at Master and lick my lips as I step out of them, noticing Him looking at the sheer material barely hiding my shaved pussy. I walk over to the chaise lounge and lay on my stomach, grabbing a vogue magazine to read the Adele article. Knowing full well that my ass is exposed, and that my Master is watching, I smile, bending my knees and crossing my ankles as I read. 

He clears His throat after a minute, and I look up and smile crookedly at Master. I notice he's watching me with a hungry gaze, and rise up on all fours, being sure to push my ass far into the air as I lay my magazine on the floor. I place one foot on the floor, far away from the lounge as I can, being sure my pussy is in His view as my thong has crept between my lips. 

I stand and walk to the bar, smelling the scents of the room mixed with my desire, grabbing Master a beer, and sauntering slowly back to His chair, kneeling down in front of Him and offering Him His drink. He takes it from me, silently motions with one finger to rise and turn. I stand and turn slowly around...place my hands on my legs and let them slide down my thick thighs to bend over far enough that my hands are touching the tops of my pedicured toes. 

I look back at Master as He takes a drink, then watch as He brings the cold bottle to my inner thigh, touching it to me as I shiver...He drags the wet glass along my thigh until He reaches my already throbbing lips and slides it along the slick folds as my body reacts and I shake and let out a breathy sigh. Master then brings His bottle back to His lips, licks the rim, then raises His left hand, smacking my left ass cheek. I suck in my bottom lip at the biting pain and smile as I let out a soft moan. Master then switches His ice cold, wet bottle into His left hand, and smacks my right cheek harder with his right, which is wet from his drink. I let out a loud hiss at the sting and then a louder moan....Master rubs my pinked cheeks and motions for me to go back to my reading. 

Thank You Master, my Love.