All day

Erin gripped the sheets, her face buried in the mattress, her ass in the air. She’d been in this position for hours – ever since she finished cleaning the house – and would remain for hours more until her master returned home. As long as she had on the necklace she was forced to obey him. To think about him. To get horny for him.
Erin grew wetter by the hour as she waited for him. The air in the room wafted across her glistening pussy. Her master held her on the edge of orgasm all day. She would have been a wild thing if she could have moved. As it was, all she could do was slowly drip down her thighs waiting for her master’s touch.
Erin vaguely remembered hating her master. They’d worked in the same office. Maybe. It was hard to remember when all she could think about was being taken by him. Did she used to think he was a sleaze? Did she used to gossip to the others about his terrible hygiene and creepy laugh and the way he leered at the women in the office? Hadn’t he been fired? It was hard to remember.
Also hard to remember was putting on the necklace. She’d found it on her desk and thought it was a gift from her boyfriend so she’d put it on. But even thinking about someone besides master made her sick to her stomach so her thoughts returned to him.
Her knees ached. Her muscles were near cramping by the time she heard him come in the door. She wanted to beg him to take her but she was forbidden from talking. All she could do was wait with her ass in the air for him to slide inside her.
“Hello, my little slut,” he said, stroking her ass.
Erin wanted to purr but she was frozen, begging silently for him to enter her and give her the orgasm she’d been waiting for all day.

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