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My Sweet Master

My name is Ekaette, my madam loves me but my Oga won’t let me be great.

I was tired of moving from one house to another, I am a good girl and I do my job well but all my madams got threatened after a while.

I got introduced to a new madam and I was not so happy about my new home because my madam didn’t look happy to see me.My Oga didn’t care. The first day went as expected, my madam showed me my room and told me everything I needed to do so we can live peacefully. She didn’t sound as bad as she looked, she took me to her room and sorted pretty dresses for me to use around the house and when we go out.

In her words, “I want you to take this as your home, I want you to treat us like your parents ” This is your house Ekaette.” I breathed fresh air, this is what I’ve always wanted. A place I can call home and people I can call parents. I slept very well that night. My madam and I did almost everything together, I think she needed company more than she needed a maid. She will cook with me, clean with me.

My Oga was hardly ever around and I understood why she needed company, I’m sure she was always lonely. She was travelling for a week, and gave me some money to cook, she told me what Oga liked and instructed me to take care of him. I promised her that I will, Oga was standing at the corner, smiling and pressing his phone when this was going on.

Madam had been away for two days, I missed her already. I tried to stay in my room at all times. I avoided Oga. As I opened the door, my Oga was standing still, looking at me with a bit of lust and a lot of shock in his eyes..
” Ekkkkaaaaettte is this you?” he managed to say..

“Yes sir, sorry sir,” I said when I noticed my outfit was making him uncomfortable.

“Go and get me a glass of juice,” he said still looking at me as I was struggling to hide behind the door. Then he left. I closed the door immediately and walked to the mirror. I was wearing a silky short lingerie that couldn’t hide my curves. I wore a bigger gown on top of it and hurried to get the juice.

“Sit down,” he said as I took the juice to him. I kept standing, looking at him afraid of what might happen next. “Ekaette, I said sit down ” he said raising his voice and I sat down. For a few minutes, we both sat down on the sofa saying nothing to each other, then he broke the silence..

“Do you know you are an angel” he asked me. I understood what he meant but I decided to play dumb especially because madam has been good to me. I didn’t want to pay her back with evil.

“I’m not an angel sir,” I replied. He moved his hand and spanked my ass.

“You are my angel, I haven’t been myself since I saw you earlier, I want us to make each other happy.”

He kept spanking my round buttocks and I kept moving it up and down so the sight will be as appealing as the feeling. I have a man wrapped around my fingers after I make love to him. It has happened a couple of times. I possess skills and experience ✌?️??. My Oga started moving my dress up, exposing my thighs, I tried to bring it down but his touch on my skin was electrifying. He lifted me from the chair and carried me like a baby into his room. I felt so bad doing my Oga in madam’s room.

He laid me on the bed and went down to my feet, licking all my toes like I had poured milk on it. He kissed my legs slowly, going up my thighs. Using his tongue in certain parts.. Making me shake and make sounds I couldn’t control. He lifted my dress as he came up, rubbed my V from my pants, then he cupped my breasts in his hands. Sucking one and fondling the other. He laid on top of me while doing that and I could feel his rod almost piercing through my skin. I wanted it in me so bad.

My Oga took his time on my breast then slid one hand down and into my panties, using my juices to rub on my clit. Making me lose control. “Iyammi” I screamed as he applied some force to it. Sucking one nipple, fondling the other and rubbing my clit. My Oga was a guru!!! I was moving my waist in circles as he inserted two fingers into my candy crush still working on my boobs..

I took my hand down to his D and pulled it out of his shorts, rubbing the cap and using his precum as a lubricant feeling it get harder..
He pulled his shorts and my panties. Spread my leg so wide and inserted his D into me little by little until I felt everything in me. He started going in and out of me slowly, like we were following the rhythm of a song, making sure I feel every inch of him. He put my legs across his neck.

I didn’t know my Oga was so spiritual cos he started speaking in tongues like he was praying for forgiveness. I could feel him deep inside me, his D was the perfect size and I felt like I was having honey mixed with sugar and milk..It was too sweet, I felt I’d die.

Then my Oga turned me to the back and I arched my back like Akpan taught me. He slid into me and we both released loud moans. I moved my hand slowly to my clit and started massaging it. My Oga was hitting me hard in the right spot. . I had never been F*d so good. He pushed flat on the bed, I pushed my ass up a bit, he laid on top of me going deep into me like he was aiming for my throat.

He encompassed my boobs in his hands, squeezing my nipples and hitting me hard, making sounds like songs of praise. I felt like my abdomen was about to detach from my body, I couldn’t control my body movement and I felt my juices drip all over the place.
My Oga kept hitting me, his D getting harder from all the juices, winding his waist. He hit me one last time with a force that made me scream. Filling me up with his golden yoghurt.

He laid on me for what seemed like forever then he kissed my neck and said “you’re my angel.”

I wanted his D so bad, I craved him so much but I’m sure he craved me more. I stopped locking my door cos I was tired of opening it. We had sex like meals, 3 times a day with midnight snack sometimes.

My madam returned and I wasn’t sure how to

feel. I knew I and Oga had to stop, I had gathered almost 300k from all the cash gifts he gave me. I will run, I couldn’t bear hurting my madam. “My angel” I heard at 2am in the morning. It was Oga, I felt my juices drip. I wanted him but I didn’t open. I loved madam more. ❤️

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Written by Abena Magis

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