One day, after a particularly hard play day, she sat at his feet, hugging his leg and laying her head on his thigh. "Master?" she asked.

"What is it, my pet?" he replied.

"Have I done all that has been required of me?"

"You have fulfilled your part as my slave ever since we met," was his gentle response.

"I have a need to prove my worth to you, Master. I remember well the terms of my collar. I will always respect those terms... as long as they are your desire. But might I speak to you of them?" He looked down at her. Her words surprised him because she had not mentioned their lack of sexual contact. He nodded giving her his silent consent to speak.

"In my head... in my heart Master it is not right that a Master's seed should find itself soaking into the carpet or mopped up in a towel. It seems to me its place is inside his slave's body. I want to taste it, to take it inside me where it belongs. I want to take it inside my body where-ever it will b...

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