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I love my Mistress

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She slapped him and pulled him up by his hair hard. She laid down next to him and pulled the covers over him. "You're my bitch, baby. Never fucking forget that or I'll kill you with my bare hands, married or not." she growled, not exactly aware of the words that were coming out of her mouth. Plus, she was too tired to really even care.
 
Willy nodded, rubbing his head a little. "Of course, Mistress. I could never forget all that you've done for me and how kind you've been all these years." He said, smiling at her eyes as they slowly began to close.
 
She watched him gently drift off to sleep. She sat up and stroked his hair softly as she watched him, his chest rising and falling evenly. He relly was a beautiful human being, with oerfectly chiseled features and a beautiful body to match. She loved him, honestly. And wanted to be ,arried as soon as possible.
 
Willy shifted in his sleep and turned over without waking up, wrapping his arms around mistress in unconsciousness, smiling. "I do.." He mumbled gently into her stomach, kissing nothing in particular and then giggling. "Yes, mistress, I really do. I will be yours forever."
 
Inside, her heart melted. She kissed the top of his head and whispered into his ear, "I do, sweetheart." She hoped he's be able to hear it in his dream as she picked his head up to keep kissing him while he slept. He had an iron-like grip around her and she smiled. She couldn't escape if she wanted to which she didn't. It was so exciting having this new feeling for him like no other she had ever experienced.
 
The smile on Willy's face grew as he heard Mistress whisper in his dream. "I love my Mistress. I love you so much." He mumbled, being a very heavy sleeper so he never woke up when she kissed him. "I've never told anyone this, Mistress, but my family told the police I was dead when they found out about us. They were so ashamed of me that they changed their names. If anyone found out about me, *yawn* Dad would never have gotten elected."
 
She was somehow touched by just how much her slave had given up for her. She whispered something in his ear that she had never planned to tell him, but he was asleep and it didn't matter. "When my family found out about us, they ridiculed me and insulted you. I killed one of my cousins because of the things he said about you. The dirty things he said... You're mine...." she said and kissed him again, hoping it would register in his dream.
 
Willy's lips seemed to respond sluggishly to her kiss. "Mmm, that's nice." He mumbled in response to her words, the information basically just going in one ear and out the other.
 
Her face dropped considerably as he respinded. She would have to repeat the imformation to him later. Or now. She shook him awwake and whispered his name, too tired to be her cruel, superior self. "William... William...." she said and stroked his hair.
 
Willy woke up slowly, staring up innocently into his mistress' eyes with a dreary look. "*yawn* yes, mistress? What do you need? Water?" He asked, a little confused but obedient.
 
"You were talking in your sleep..." she said sleeily, putting down her mistress self and turned into the affectionate lover that was deep inside her. That side usually ca out when she was tired. "You said something about your family... And your Dad's election..." she mumbled and stroked his face while kissing him.
 
Willy was too sleepy to notice the personality change and simply kissed her back and smiled brightly. "Oh, I did? Sorry, Mistress. I didn't mean to wake you up. Did you have something to tell me?" He asked, not sure how much he had said in his unconscious state.
 
"Well first I want to know what you meant? What did tey do to my baby boy? My future husband deserves better than those pricks..." she said and kissed his lips, her soft pink ones covering his easily.
 
Willy's heart sank a little just thinking about it. "Well, when you first took me as your own, my parents didn't know where I was so the police were looking for me. When you let me go home to tell my parents they were excited but when I told them I wasn't coming home anymore they were disgusted, especially with the fact that I was a slave. They told me to get out and didn't tell the police where I was. So after about a week they assumed I was dead." He explained, a single tear coming to his eye at the painful memory.
 
"Well, they can go die in hell for all I care. MY husband is the best I could ask for and I'm lucky he's not dead. I don't know what I'd do if you were..." she said and held his ass tightly, bringing their bottom halves together.
 
Willy blushed a little as she praised him, letting out a little gasp as she grabbed his ass. "Th-thank you, mistress. All I want to do is please you in every way." He said, wrapping his arms slowly around her and taking a deep breath, inhaling her sweet scent.
 
"When my own family found out, they ridiculed me, talked down to me, made fun of me. Then one day, my cousin insulted you... He took it too far..." she said and leaned in closer to her trusty slave. "So I murdered him. With the very knife on my nightstand." she said and kissed him.
 
Her mention of murder somewhat frightened Willy but he knew she would never kill him. "I'm so lucky to have such a confident, strong and powerful mistress." He said, smiling but taking a quick glance at the knife on her nightstand.
 
"Thank you, William. I'm lucky to have such a beautiful, trustworthy, and obedient slave." she said and looked to him. She saw him eyeing the knife on her nightstand. "I would never kill you, William. You're going to be my husband." she reassured him.
 
He smiled up at her warmly, naively. "I know, Mistress. It's just hard not to at least wonder about it. But I know you'd never kill me." He said, his lips suddenly feeling lonely. "U-um, Mistress? Could you, maybe, kiss me again? The way you did before?" He asked timidly, blushing a little as he thought about the sensation of his lips being engulfed in hers.
 
"Of course." she said and kissed him deeply again, her warm lips empowering his as she climbed on top og him, still kissing him and clinging to him as she did. She brushed his hair with her hand and let a finger softly trace his eyebrow. "My slave... My slutty little bitch... So needy.." she moaned.
 
Willy took her words almost as praise as she clung to his chest, now on top of him. From this position Mistriss seemed like some benevolent goddess. "I'm sorry, I just can't help it." He said softly, his lips reaching for hers slightly but not quite getting there. His hands traveled up and down Mistress' sides slowly.
 
She rubbed her body against his in different ways and places, kidding up and down his neck. Her lips traveled to his and engulfed them, her warm pink lips teasing his own. She said something that she never thought she'd say to any of her slaves, even though he would soon be her husband. "Make love to me, William..." she whispered in his ear.
 
William had been so enthralled by the kisses that he didn't expect what Mistress said next, and even when he knew he had heard it, he still couldn't believe it. "Wh-what? Mistress, are you feeling alright?" He asked, afraid she might have a severe fever making her delusional.
 
"M-make love to me, William..." she said and kissed his jaw, gently nipping at the skin. She leaned forward and rubbed her pelvis against his gently. "Put on some music, anything you like... And make love to me..." she moaned out and kissed his lips again, feeling the warmth of him around her. She felt comforted.
 
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