“Ice.”

~

My mind cooled. My anxieties were soothed away, as if under a menthol patch.

“How do you feel?” Master asked.

“Good,” I responded cleanly. “I am ready for orders.”

“Excellent!” he exclaimed cheerfully. “Heh heh. You can start by grabbing me a can of soda from the fridge.”

I obediently made my way to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. I picked up a can of diet soda from a box near the bottom. It was very cold, almost shocking to the touch, in a pleasant way.

I returned to Master and presented him with his soda.

“Very good!” he said. “You’re doing so well.”

The praise hit my mind like a burst of wind on a hot day.

Master took a sip, then put the can down on the couch beside him.

“Now, let’s have some fun.”

“Fun, Master?” I asked clinically.

“Fire.”

~

A burst of heat between my thighs. A palpable slickness all over my body and mind. A passionate drive to please my Master, however he wished.

“Kneel,” he commanded.

A soft moan left my mouth as I obeyed. He directed me towards his crotch. I felt my face burn, steam.

He unzipped his pants and lowered his underwear just enough to expose his vulva, visibly wet and ready for service.

I felt my own pants tighten and leak. I wanted so badly to…

“Go ahead, slave,” Master finished my thought. He was so good at finishing my thoughts. God, he was so good at it. “Eat.”

I moved my head forward, but not fast enough to beat his hand grabbing the back of my head and forcing it into his pussy. I moaned and started licking.

My tongue was wobbly with excitement and arousal, but Master clearly enjoyed my service nonetheless. I felt his breath quicken, moans leaving his mouth louder than the muffled ones leaving mine.

We were eventually both on the edge. The fiery heat of Master’s commands aroused me just as quickly as I was arousing him.

“I’m going to cum!” he exclaimed. “Cum now, slave!”

I felt myself release. My steady licks gave way to quick pants as I tried to catch my breath, my Master trying to catch his.

“Hahhh… hahhh… good slave. Now, come and sit next to me.”

Even in the afterglow, I longed for the warmth of his skin. I eagerly obeyed, snuggling into him.

“Now, it’s time for both of us to cool down…” His emphasis on the last two words slowed my breaths, slowed my mind, cooled the passion that had driven me before.

“And it’s time for you to sleep.”

He snapped his fingers, and I obeyed. I drifted off and away…