The Bigger Picture
Introduction:
Another commission for your eye holes. Now, you could find a pile of anal bile smarter than this commissioner, but I have confidence that that won’t be the case for any of you because you won’t ask me to plagiarize a fucking story! So if you plan on being a commissioner, please ask for my style and mine only.
As I lounge beside my pool, basking in my riches, I hear the doorbell ring. Ah, think of the Devil. I stand up and ensure my equipment is properly set. I cannot afford for anything to go awry. After ensuring everything’s in place, I walk over to my front door and open it, revealing Kate Upton in a robe. Perfect.
“Hello, there,” I greet, inviting her inside,
“Hey,” she greets back, stepping inside, “So where should we do this?”
“Well, since this is your bikini shoot, I thought it’d be fitting to shoot at the pool area.”
“Alright, lead the way.”
I lead her to the pool area and direct her to the spot.
“Alright,” I start, “Is there anything you want? Snacks? Drinks? Anything like that?”
“Nah,” she answers, “I already ate before I got here.”
“Alright, then. Well, we’ll get started on my mark. You know what to do.”
She nods as I take my place behind the camera as she removes her robe, revealing her Antarctica bikini. I hold up my hand, putting up three fingers. Two. One. Then point. She then strikes her pose and I take a few pictures. Then I signal for her to strike another one and she obeys. This process continues for a while and I’m ecstatic. Why? Well, because with every flash of my camera, increments of her will are stripped.
After about fifty shots, it’s clear that the flashes are taking effect. Her poses are a little loose, her switches are becoming slower and slower, her face is getting more and more emotionless, and her eyes are getting emptier and emptier.
Just to be sure, I take a few more shots and say,
“How are you feeling?”
Without looking away from the lens, she says in a deadpan tone,
“Just fine.”
“Do you remember what you’re doing and why you’re here?”
“I do not. What are the answers to those questions?”
YES!!!
“On your knees,” I demand, to which she complies, “This is all you need to know: I am your master. You listen to me and me alone. My word is number one priority. You are to tend to household responsibilities and be my sex toy for the rest of your life. Anything before this moment is irrelevant. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, master,” she replies,
“Good. Now for your first assignment…”
I unbutton and unzip my pants before sliding out of them and tossing them aside. I then present her to my erect cock before saying,
“Satisfy me with that mouth of yours.”
“Yes, master,” she says before leaning forward and taking the head of my cock in her mouth, wrapping her mouth around it and sucking on it as she brings her hands to my shaft, twisting them as she rubs them along my member. I groan out in pleasure as she starts gently bobbing her head, taking more of me into her mouth in the process.
I bring my hands to her head before pushing more of myself inside of her mouth, groaning as she takes it. I get half way in her mouth before thrusting in and out of it. God, this feels amazing. The higher ups in model studios really know how to pick their stars. But this isn’t enough. I want more. I need more.
After a few moments of savoring the feeling of her mouth, I pull her off before saying,
“Lay on your back.”
“Yes, master,” she says before doing what she’s told.
I take a moment to admire the beauty before me. A man would kill to have the idea of this. But she’s all mine. Now to claim what’s mine. I kneel down and push her panties to the side, revealing her perfect, shaven pussy. I give her slit a few strokes with my finger, earning a light moan. I then spread her legs apart and position my cock in between them, gently rubbing it on her pussy, causing her to let out more of her sweet moans.
I then bring the tip of my dick to her entrance before thrusting inside of her. She lets out a louder moan as I slowly thrust myself in and out of her. I then grab onto her breasts with both of my hands, squeezing and kneading them and removing her bra in the process, giving me better access.
After playing with her breasts, I lean down and replace my left hand with my mouth, taking a nipple in my mouth before sucking on it. She moans even louder as I continue thrusting into her and groping her other breast.
This has to be what heaven is. I have a drop dead gorgeous model at my beckon call, ready to service me whenever I want. If this is a dream, I wanna be in a coma.
After a while of enjoying her body, I feel my orgasm build more and more with each thrust. I squeeze her chest tighter and suck on her nipple harder as I thrust in and out of her harder and faster. And after a few more minutes, I let out a groan, shooting my cum inside of her and filling her to the brim. After I’m done, I thrust a few more times to ensure she gets every last drop.
I take a moment to catch my breath, then pull out of her, causing my essence to ooze out of her. I then make my way to her face before saying,
“Open your mouth.”
She obeys and I bring my cock inside of her mouth and she wraps her mouth around it, cleaning it off. Bliss. Pure bliss. This is everything I’ve ever wanted in life. But wait. I don’t have to stop at one model. Do I?
