My First Female M (Part 6)

After a while, the food was served. After the waiter left, I got up and locked the door. Now, in this small, enclosed space, it was just the two of us.
We both seemed to know what was about to happen, and we tacitly refrained from touching our utensils. I smiled as I looked at her, and she could feel my gaze, so she buried her head even deeper into her chest.
"Hongnu," I whispered, worried that the room wasn't soundproof.
Yes, Master. I could hear the slight tremor in her voice.
Are you planning to sit and talk to your owner?
"Ah? Master, I'm sorry." Hongnu quickly got up and knelt on the ground, her nervous breathing audible as she spoke.
When she knelt before me, my superior position offered a better view of her breasts, the half-concealed allure even more captivating. I reached out and lifted her chin, but she still dared not look me in the eye. Her shy expression, her rapidly rising and falling breasts, the dim lighting and music in the room—all of it was so intoxicating.
I lowered my hand and suddenly grabbed her breast. Hongnu cried out in surprise, her voice so wanton, like a little female cat in heat. I kneaded it wantonly, and her eyes began to glaze over. Her moans became clearer and more wanton, and her body began to undulate and twist with my movements. Just as her voice became even more wanton and rapid, I suddenly stopped, turned around and started eating, observing Hongnu out of the corner of my eye.
She was clearly unprepared for my sudden stop. Her writhing body and heaving chest seemed lost and helpless, as if she had suddenly lost her support. She breathed heavily, but she knew what I wanted. She didn't dare touch herself, so she just knelt there, not daring to get up. After a while, seeing that I ignored her, she bent down and lay at my feet, rubbing her face against my calves. I was secretly pleased that she had taken the initiative.

As I ate, I stroked her hair and cheeks, feeling the heat on her face. I knew she must be very eager at this moment. For a female slave with a strong submissive nature, stopping halfway through is extremely painful. The only way is to beg and continue, begging the master to continue training her and to achieve both physical and psychological release as soon as possible. This was the case for Hongnu at this moment, except that she had only just begun and had not yet reached the point of frenzy. Therefore, I needed to continue teasing and arousing her.
Look up at me. My voice was soft but clear.
Hongnu raised her head and looked up at me. I liked looking at her like that, watching a woman look up at you with a longing and lustful gaze; the feeling was indescribable.
Do you want something to eat?
Hongnu was clearly puzzled by the question; I could tell from her eyes. But she still nodded.
I smiled and asked, "Want some?" Then I took off my skirt.
Hongnu was clearly surprised by my request. Although she was somewhat unwilling, she still complied. An excellent slave should be like this, interacting with her master in perfect harmony. During training, the master and slave should be as tacit as actors with superb acting skills. Perhaps she had expectations, but in order to create that atmosphere, she still had to show unwillingness and helplessness, thus giving the master and herself that forced atmosphere and inner excitement.
Hongnu folded her dress and placed it on the sofa, then knelt in front of me again. Her breasts appeared even rounder and fuller under the pressure of her bra. Although her lower abdomen was no longer flat, it was not bloated. Hongnu's skin was still quite good, fair and moisturized, not at all like a woman her age.
I cut off a piece of steak and held it out to her. She looked up, shyly opened her mouth, and gently took the steak in, chewing and eating it little by little. That feeling of being rewarded gave me a very special sense of accomplishment.
I cut another piece of meat and held it out to her. When she looked up and opened her mouth again, I pulled it away abruptly. Hongnu looked at me, but I didn't say anything. I just smiled at her. She quickly understood what I meant, turned her back and untied the straps of her bra, then took it off. Her breasts sagged down without support. Fortunately, Hongnu's breasts didn't sag too much. Even without support, they still showed a relatively round and full shape.
I wasn't in a hurry to feed her, so I put down the fork and instead reached out a finger to gently touch her nipple, just a tiny bit. That teasing, almost imperceptible touch was incredibly arousing. Hongnu closed her eyes, her breathing heavy. With her eyes closed, she dared to lift her head, and I saw her blushing, shy expression, her eyes closed, her lips lightly biting in ecstasy, which excited me immensely.
I flicked her nipples with my fingertips, watching them become full and hard under the stimulation. Then I pinched them with both hands and gently rubbed them, gradually increasing the pressure. She couldn't help but moan, her voice low but lewd.

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