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Death comes hard for some of us. Even as you would leave a loved one behind and try to function with the rest of your life at times there is only sadness and despair. How does one cope with the loss of a loving slave or master. How do you get through the days and nights knowing that one love will never be back. For some of us we communicate with words, others with actions and even those that do little more than weep the rest of their lives. This story is about the one I loved and lost. She is the one who got to heaven long before her time.
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The room was dark and the very quite as the master sat back and reflected on the day. Just then she came into the room and lay between her man’s legs. He was not so happy this evening because she had talked about suicide and wanting to end her life. She was very depressed and her family was very sick and not doing well. With her father, the love of her life close to death she felt very little at this time.
Her master looked down at her and was silent and very upset at what her wishes were. He had thought about it for day only to come to the conclusion that it was him that must help her or take her life. The room was quite and almost dark as she opened his pants as she had many times before, only to bring his cock to complete hardness. It was always her mouth that brought him the most pleasure. The long deep cavity that would soon carry his seed into her stomach. How would he take this precious life, how would he give her what she desired and live to be alone the rest of his life.
These thoughts were fading away as his hardness began to grow even harder, he was busy thinking if this would be the last time he would feel such wonderful pleasure to cum right down his ladies throat. He knew she was horny and even so depressed that she would never even ask to be fucked this evening. He knew the way her mouth was traveling up and down his hard shaft that in only minutes he would her head and feel her lips cover his balls as he came for her.
Her hands at his feet as always, her mouth hungry and wanting to bring pleasure to her master even in her depression. The familiar tingle in his balls now and the rise of his sensitivity were all too real. Her mouth never missed a beat and on the down stroke she took all of his cock down her throat. Every so often a gasp for air and then all the way down to his balls. She knew what she was doing to him, she had done this so often before and yet she never faltered, never complained, and never stopped sucking her master’s cock.
His body stirred and a slight moan came from between his lips and she increased her momentum. Just then he held the back of her head and as always pushed her lips over his balls as he became rigid and came hard. Seconds and even minutes passed before he allowed her to pull back and breath, and as she did he moaned and sighed in relief as she still kept her mouth covering his cock.
He was still hard and even after a few drinks earlier he wanted to cum again. Even as the thought of taking the best lady he had even known life away he wanted more from her. No words were even spoken from the first minute she entered the dim room and yet she knew that her man wanted to cum all night long. He felt her fingers lightly caressing his balls now, the first time she had so much as touched him with her fingers, and yet there was a sad tone in everything she did this evening.
Slowly she began to move her mouth up and down his shaft once again at the same time caressing his balls and cupping them with gentle care. He did not want her to stop but he had been fighting off the urge to piss ever sense he came hard down her throat.
He was so hard and yet could not take her loving mouth any longer and just as he wanted to get up form the chair and go to the bathroom, he whispered into her ear that he must go, but she held her ground and even put her hands on his legs to make sure he did not get up.
It was just too much for him, as he held the arms of the chair and let out a whine that could be heard rooms away, he was pissing hard down her throat and she took every ounce her master had. The very first time she had ever shown any interest in completing this act of love and devotion and yet as soon as he had pissed away everything inside him she continued to suck up and down his erect cock. It was barely a few minutes more that went by and he was quietly screaming her name as he came the second time, He had barely finished pissing inside her before cumming hard down her loving throat once again, and yet she continued bringing pleasure to her man.
His cock was now limp but yet still very sensitive and he tried to relax as he felt her mouth sucking gently and sucking every ounce she could from him until he finally pulled her head away. She stayed just above his cock, licking her lips and wanting more as they looked into each other’s eyes.
He saw the sorrow and the pain in her eyes and knew that she would never be happy again. Just then he raised a 45 automatic pistol up from the chair and took the two bullets out of the gun and handed her each of them, one in each hand. He finally spoke to her telling her that he would not be happy without her and would allow her to make the decision if she wanted her master to join her in heaven. He told her that to kill his beautiful lady and live would be useless. He told her that it was her choice and he could feel that she never wavered or pulled away from him as she simply looked up at her master and for the first time that evening spoke to him and said as she handed both bullets back to him that she loved him and will always love him.
He could feel his cock stirring once again as he pushed both bullets back into the clip and put the clip into the automatic right in front of her face. She then did something that he would never have thought of in a million years, she started sucking the barrel of the gun, moving up and down the muzzle and making it very wet. Slowly, ever so slowly she continued sucking up and down the gun barrel, all the way to the trigger guard and back to the opening that would soon take her life.
His cock stood firm and hard, maybe harder than ever before and just as she felt it next to her cheek as she was sucking the gun barrel she moved off of it and down his cock once again. All he could do was think of how much he loved her and yet he was going to take her life away soon. This beautiful lady sucking his cock, this wonderful Mother and slave to him was going to heaven soon and he was going to send her there. His thoughts were of the noise and how it would only take a few minutes for the police to come to her house and how living without her would not be worth living at all. He didn’t care about the police or trials or even life for that matter after she was gone, and he only had a few years to go anyway and there would be no prison and the only thing there would be is newspaper articles about two lovers that commit suicide.
His cock was so hard and thick, all of his blood was being pumped into it right now and just the thought of putting the gun to her head and pulling the trigger was making it throb harder and he thought he could feel a slight pain as she continued to suck for her last and final time. Suck hard my love he whispered and I will soon be with you in heaven. And he came so hard he screamed her name loud and cried as he held the gun against her head and pulled the trigger putting a hole all the way through her head and yet nothing came out from between her lips as she laid dead in his arms.
He held on to her and kissed her as she lay with her head in his lap his tears began to flow and he held the gun against his head now and the last thing he ever heard was the click in the chamber before silence.
Lord James has written many short stories in his lifetime but none more riveting than this one. It is very close to his heart and the thoughts of what life is like after the loss of your loved one is too hard to imagine at times. Lord James is proud to call the mountains of Colorado his home. He was raised in this lifestyle to be a true master, not one that would call themselves a master but one that lives and breaths dominance in his life. Born to be positive and yet gentle and mild mannered he is known to posses the power and pride of ownership of a submissive in every sense of the word.
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