<em>Master.</em><br/><br/>It was not a word he expected to hear from a lover. But there it was.<br/><br/><em>Master.</em><br/><br/>A few years ago, if someone would have told him that he would own someone, and that she would call him Master, he would have punched them in the nose. However, now...<br/><br/><em>Master. Yes, I AM her Master.</em><br/><br/>The full weight of the situation hit him like a ton of bricks, and left him standing. As he eagerly lapped up the sweet juices that have soaked his face, he smiled to himself. He's responsible for her-her food, her shelter, everything. And he decided that he would do anything he could to protect her.<br/><br/>After all, her life is his.<br/><br/>That doesn't mean that he still didn't respect her as a person; in fact, he respected her even more, now that he knew that she trusted him so deeply, so completely.<br/><br/><em>Master.</em><br/><br/>He let her float on the water, riding the endorphins of her orgasm and letting her blown mind return, before sighing deeply.<br/><br/>"I always like to know that the lady I'm having sex with is enjoying herself."