I was curled up napping on the dog bed next to Master's chair when I felt him
tug on my leash to wake me up.  I crawled around to the front of the chair
and knelt between Master's legs, saying a sleepy hello as I deftly undid his
pants and released his beautiful cock.  I kissed the tip, then quickly took
all the silken softness of it into my mouth, slowly sucking as it began to
grow hard.  I love the taste of Master's skin and the way it feels as his rod
grows in my mouth, filling it.  I swirled my tongue around the head and down
the sensitive underside as I worked my mouth up and down on his cock, doing
my best to please him, taking it as deep as I could, feeling it begin to push
into my throat.  Master dropped the leash and put his hands in my hair,
taking control of the tempo, pulling my head down onto his rock-hard cock.  I
could do nothing but give in to him, trying to control my breathing and gag
reflex so I could continue to please him as he began to fuck my mouth and
throat in earnest.  He took his time getting me into his rhythm, fucking a
little deeper each time until finally, as he pulled my head down onto him and
thrust deeper than ever, I felt his cock begin to swell in my throat and I
knew he was going to come.  Master held me there for a minute, unable to
breathe; I began to feel a little panicky, but managed to hold still until he
relented and pulled back, filling my mouth with his jism, and even before he
said "Good girl," I knew I was a good bitch who'd pleased her master. 