I had something to say, thought Grace, as her eyes fixed on his. I just can’t remember…
Grace didn’t want to be rude, though. His cock was in her mouth, he had moved her to the floor and positioned her just so, and he had been very clear that talking with her mouth full wouldn’t be tolerated. So she simply looked up and sat quietly, with only the soft, wet sounds of her mouthfucking to be heard.
Maybe someone was saying something to me. Is he speaking to me? Of course that couldn’t be true. Certainly he was moaning, it would be more strange if he wasn’t, but the rest couldn’t possibly be words of any consequence in any tongue.
Grace would know such things. Her deep knowledge of long forgotten languages had been an asset on many digs. In fact, it hadn’t been that long ago when she and her partner were working on a strange new tablet, in amazingly good shape considering it had been buried for thousands of years. She had puzzled some of it out, some sort of fertility binding, but it wasn’t the kind of find that made waves or garnered funding. She left it for her partner to work on. Grace briefly wondered how it was going for him, but that thought flew swiftly away.
It’s not that her service was unenjoyable, though it didn’t seem to be making her wet, either. Grace often enjoyed teasing her boyfriend before he fucked her, sliding her tongue down his shaft but resisting the call to take him in her mouth. She liked it because her boyfriend…no, that’s not right, my ex, she thought…would fuck her harder when he was teased.
But then, she didn’t want to tease, and that was why she left him wasn’t it? Was that it? thought Grace, but she couldn’t seem to hold any ideas in her head now. Just cock.
Maybe I was supposed to do something. But what else could Grace do? She was looking in the eyes of her new boyfriend and sucking his cock, and really, what else was there? She briefly considered pulling off her top to give him a better show, but there was no need to do so now. Sir hadn’t requested it, hadn’t really done anything really. Yes, he was using her mouth, and yes, his lips were moving in a most curious way, but she knew it wasn’t anything she needed to think about, so she didn’t.
It wasn’t until he came and Grace’s mouth filled with his seed that she realized. There was nothing to say, nothing to do, she simply had to be. Be His.
As He withdrew from her mouth, she could move again. Grace smiled at her Owner, reflecting the bliss she felt herself. As she disrobed, Grace knew she had found her place.