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As I was watching TV with Nuria, she suddenly got up and went to the kitchen. I followed her, curious about what she was doing. She opened a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. Then, she came back to the living room and sat down next to me.
-Nuria, ¿qué pasa? -I asked, feeling a bit uneasy.
-No, esclavo. Just wanted to relax a bit after our little session earlier. You know how it is when we have these intense moments... -She said, looking at me with a hint of mischief in her eyes.
-I think I do, ama. -I replied, trying to sound as submissive as possible.
-Nice. Well, let's just enjoy this wine and the TV show for now. We can talk later about what happened earlier. -She said, taking a sip of her wine.
We spent the rest of the evening watching TV and chatting occasionally. I was feeling quite relaxed, despite the intense scene we had earlier. As the night went on, Nuria started to get more and more affectionate with me, stroking my hair and giving me gentle kisses on the cheek.
-I'm glad you're enjoying this, esclavo. You know how much I love making you feel good. -She whispered in my ear, her breath sending shivers down my spine.
-Me too, ama... -I replied, feeling a mix of emotions: happiness, gratitude, and a hint of fear.
-Nuria, can I ask you something? -I said, breaking the silence.
-Of course, esclavo. What is it? -She asked, looking at me with interest.
-Why do you call me slut sometimes? It makes me feel... strange. -I asked, trying to sound as innocent as possible.
-Nuria smiled and leaned in closer to me. -Because, esclavo, when we're together like this, I want you to know that I'm not just your mistress, but also your lover. And lovers can be a little rough sometimes... -She whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
-I understand, ama... -I replied, feeling a mix of emotions: excitement, fear, and a hint of confusion.
-Nuria leaned back in her chair and took another sip of her wine. -And besides, esclavo, you're not just any slave. You're my slut, my little pervert... -She said, smiling mischievously.
-I think I'm getting used to it, ama... -I replied, trying to sound as submissive as possible.
-Nuria smiled and leaned in closer to me again. -Good. Because we're just getting started, esclavo... -She whispered, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
And with that, the night went on, filled with laughter, wine, and a hint of mischief...
As I was watching TV with Nuria, she suddenly got up and went to the kitchen. I followed her, curious about what she was doing. She opened a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. Then, she came back to the living room and sat down next to me.
-Nuria, ¿qué pasa? -I asked, feeling a bit uneasy.
-No, esclavo. Just wanted to relax a bit after our little session earlier. You know how it is when we have these intense moments... -She said, looking at me with a hint of mischief in her eyes.
-I think I do, ama. -I replied, trying to sound as submissive as possible.
-Nice. Well, let's just enjoy this wine and the TV show for now. We can talk later about what happened earlier. -She said, taking a sip of her wine.
We spent the rest of the evening watching TV and chatting occasionally. I was feeling quite relaxed, despite the intense scene we had earlier. As the night went on, Nuria started to get more and more affectionate with me, stroking my hair and giving me gentle kisses on the cheek.
-I'm glad you're enjoying this, esclavo. You know how much I love making you feel good. -She whispered in my ear, her breath sending shivers down my spine.
-Me too, ama... -I replied, feeling a mix of emotions: happiness, gratitude, and a hint of fear.
-Nuria, can I ask you something? -I said, breaking the silence.
-Of course, esclavo. What is it? -She asked, looking at me with interest.
-Why do you call me slut sometimes? It makes me feel... strange. -I asked, trying to sound as innocent as possible.
-Nuria smiled and leaned in closer to me. -Because, esclavo, when we're together like this, I want you to know that I'm not just your mistress, but also your lover. And lovers can be a little rough sometimes... -She whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
-I understand, ama... -I replied, feeling a mix of emotions: excitement, fear, and a hint of confusion.
-Nuria leaned back in her chair and took another sip of her wine. -And besides, esclavo, you're not just any slave. You're my slut, my little pervert... -She said, smiling mischievously.
-I think I'm getting used to it, ama... -I replied, trying to sound as submissive as possible.
-Nuria smiled and leaned in closer to me again. -Good. Because we're just getting started, esclavo... -She whispered, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
And with that, the night went on, filled with laughter, wine, and a hint of mischief...
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