After a long and tiring day at work, Alice trudged onto her stoop, feeling weary and worn out. She had been working doubles for the past two days and desperately needed some time to herself. Taking off her shoes, she breathed in deeply, savoring the smell of her cozy home. As she did, something caught her nose – a faint but enticing aroma that seemed vaguely familiar. Curiosity piqued, Alice followed the scent into her bedroom, only to freeze in surprise as she saw what was on her bed.
There he was, her submissive, eagerly waiting for her. He was wearing nothing but a collar around his neck and a look of pure devotion on his face. Seeing her reaction, he crawled towards her on the floor, his hands reaching out to touch her ankles respectfully. His scent was sweet and musky, making her heart race with anticipation.
Alice stepped forward, her heels clicking against the wooden floor as she approached him. She knelt down gently, running her fingers through his hair before taking hold of his collar firmly. "You smell... delicious," she murmured, her voice low and sultry. "What have you been up to while I've been gone?"
The submissive's eyes darted down towards the floor before meeting hers again. He trembled slightly as he spoke, his voice shaking with emotion. "I've been preparing for your return, my lady. I have bathed in scents especially chosen for your pleasure, and I have indulged in activities that I know will please you."
Alice arched an eyebrow in curiosity, intrigued by this turn of events. She nodded her head in approval before standing up, signaling for him to do the same. He rose slowly, his eyes never leaving hers as he followed her every move.
"Come," she commanded softly, gesturing for him to follow her towards the bed. As they walked, Alice could feel the cool evening air caressing her bare legs against his warm body. It sent shivers down her spine, heightening every one of her senses.
Reaching the bed, Alice sat down gracefully on the edge, her legs spread invitingly. She watched as her submissive knelt before her, his eyes transfixed on her pussy. Slowly, he leaned forward, his warm breath trailing across her skin as he inhaled deeply. "You smell so good," he whispered again, his voice little more than a whisper.
With that, he leaned down further, his tongue darting out to taste her. Alice closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of his tongue on her most intimate parts. Strands of his hair tickled her thighs as he explored every inch of her wetness. She moaned softly, arching her back in pleasure at his skilled ministrations.
As he worked, Alice reached down to unzip his pants, freeing his hard cock from its confines. It stirred in anticipation, ready to be touched by her hands. She wrapped her fingers around it gently, stroking it up and down as she savored the taste of him.
Taking control, Alice pushed him onto his back, straddling his hips as she continued to tease him with her tongue. She leaned down, capturing one of his nipples between her teeth, while using her other hand to jerk him off rhythmically. His moans turned into gasps as she increased the pace, his hips bucking up towards her wanting more.
Finally, when he was on the brink of release, she stopped suddenly and sat up, her hands fluttering over his body like butterflies. She watched as he panted beneath her, struggling to catch his breath. "Such good behavior deserves a reward," she purred softly, standing up from the bed.
Returning moments later with a glass of champagne and a platter of caviar, Alice sat back down on the bed, gesturing for him to join her. They shared the feast together, sipping champagne and nibbling caviar as they basked in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
As they finished, Alice leaned back lazily against the headboard, her legs still spread invitingly. She looked at her submissive, watching as he reached out to touch her gently. "Tomorrow," she said softly, "you may serve me again."
