Chapter 3 Yes Master

• Annie
• I don't know why I expected anything less. Daniel practically shoves me against the wall as soon as the door closes. He's been way more gentle since I became pregnant, but he's still as dominant as I like him to be. I knew this. Of course I didn't think Daniel would sacrifice anything if he knew it was safe to do so.
• With that being said, Daniel hasn't punished me. Other than a few isolated warning slaps to my clothed behind, he hasn't disciplined me. I never thought I'd say this, but I miss it. It's weird, but I will say that I enjoy the freedoms it has given me. I also know that once I give birth, I'm in for a surprise for sure. In fact, I'd be kind of disappointed if Daniel didn't have a sheet where he's been keeping track of my infractions.
• Of course, I'll never tell him that.
• Daniel's lips claim mine with the kind of passion that made me fall in love with him in the first place, and now that I know he loves me too? His kisses feel like nothing short of ecstasy. His tongue explores my mouth with wild abandon. I moan and he pulls me closer to his chest, but not too hard, because we're both aware of my small three-month baby bump. Thankfully, it isn't so large that it's hard to handle, but it also isn't so small that I don't notice it.
• His fingers trail up from my waist to the my lower back where he unzips the lavender dress I was wearing to royal court. Daniel then moves his hands up to my shoulders where he slowly lowers the straps, all while keeping our lips together. The dress falls to the floor at our feet, completely discarded, and it soon joins his tie, jacket, and shirt, all of which I remove from his body with equal passion and determination.
• "Fuck, you're so beautiful, My Little American." Daniel murmurs against my lips, causing me to shiver. "I couldn't stop thinking of all the dirty things I'm going to do to you."
• Daniel's kisses and his words leave me wanting more. "Me too."
• He grins around my mouth and his hands slowly move from my waist down to the curvature of my ass, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He gives them a firm squeeze, causing me to gasp. He chuckles. "You're so sexy. So perfect. Make more noises for me. I want to hear them all."
• "Yes, Master." I say, breathless from his kisses.
• Daniel's fingers hook around my panties and slowly pull them down my legs. I step out of them and leave them behind, on top of my dress. His lips break apart from mine and they head lower, leaving kisses and bites that make me moan all over my neck until he reaches for my shoulder where he grabs the right bra strap in his teeth, and keeping eye contact, slowly pulls it down my shoulder before doing the same with the other one, before reaching behind and unclipping it. It's an erotic sight, one that makes me throbbing in all the right places.
• Daniel kisses and sucks down my breasts, leaving sloppy wetness in between and all over them until I'm practically begging for him to touch me where I really want him to. My fingers thread through his dark hair and I pull him closer. I can feel his cocky smile on my skin. His tongue circles my left nipple before taking it into his mouth. I shiver and moan, my fingers tightly gripping his hair. He flicks it with his tongue, occasionally nibbling and sucking lightly before moving to my right. I moan and gasp because every movement of his tongue over my sensitive flesh is like a direct line to my clit, which pulses in protest and excitement.
• "A-Ah... Daniel.."
• He bites down with his teeth on my right nipple, causing me to suck in a breath. He doesn't even have to explain. "M-Master." I correct myself and he rewards me by licking and kissing the area he irritated, soothing it with his tongue.
• "Good girl." He bends, and before I know what's going on, he hooks his hands behind my thighs and lifts me up, sandwiching me between his hard body and the wall. I gasp in surprise and grip at his shoulders, desperately trying not to fall even though I know and trust that Daniel won't drop me. I was so out of it, that I didn't even realize that he lost his pants and boxers until I feel his cock pressing at my entrance.
• In one swift motion, he enters me. If I wasn't already dripping on the floor, it would have been uncomfortable, but my body knows it's master. I make a noise that sounds between a mix of a gasp and a moan and wrap myself around him, desperate to feel closer. He thrusts in and out, each time filling me to the brim, before pulling out and pushing in again with a sexy groan. He must feel the same way.
• I claw at his back when the movements of his hips become more intense. Each time Daniel pushes me against the wall with the force of them alone. My back hits the wall so hard that I know there will be scratches and bruises tomorrow, but I also know he'll be there to care for them. I'm so lost in the intense gaze of his eyes, and the feeling of his cock stretching me, that the pain melds and morphs to pleasure.
• He fucks me like he owns me, and he does. Daniel owns my heart, body, and spirit. I'm his completely, and there is no other way I'd rather have it. The sounds of our joining fill the room and sweat from Daniel's brow drops on to my face. I can taste the saltiness on my tongue and I crave more. I crave everything from him and I grab him, wanting him deeper, closer.
• He stretches and fills me, like he's the final piece to my puzzle and I want more. He makes me moan and gasp and cry out when he fucks me so hard that I'm walking the thin line between pleasure and pain. I'm a high-rise walker, and before I know it I'm soaring higher and higher before I reach my peak, throwing my head back and crying out for all the world to hear, before I'm falling in ecstasy, floating, and Daniel is the net waiting below.
• He fucks me through my first orgasm and his skillful fingers tease my clit, playing with it like it's a piano and he's making the most beautiful music I have ever heard. The sound of our flesh slapping together increases in tempo and volume before Daniel's lips claim mine and he moans before I feel him releasing and filling me.
• We stay like that, both panting lightly, his cock still inside me, gradually softening, kissing and looking into each other's eyes, until he pulls out, still holding me up. I look down and see his semen dripping out of me and on to the floor. It's a sight that would disgust me in any other instance, but since it's us, it fascinates and turns me on. I don't think I could walk, but it's okay because I don't have to. Daniel holds me in his arms and carries me to the bathroom where he runs me a warm bath. He cleans me, kissing my forehead and telling me how well I did as he does so. He rubs some lotion on my back and gives me a massage before lifting me out of the bath and drying me like a child. The whole time I'm floating. I remember Daniel telling me something about this being called sub space, but at the moment I can't remember what else he said.
• We cuddle in bed together, both naked as they day we were born and I slowly come back to reality. I remember what Queen Clarita told me, and I remember how uneasy I felt before coming back with Daniel. I look over at him and see him sleeping soundly, a peaceful look on his face, and decide to let him hold on to that. In his eyes he has his woman, with child, safe and sound in his arms, and I'm going to do everything I can to keep it that way.
• I don't think it's over. I'm still skeptical, I will trust The Queen, but that doesn't mean I still won't be on my guard.
• This is my family--my home-- and no one is going to threaten it. I won't go down. Not without a fight.
• So I snuggle into the man I love and fall asleep, holding him close and listening to the sound of his heart beating in his chest.