2 comments/ 15982 views/ 4 favorites For His Pet By: Blue Dolphin I smile as I enter the room, and see you standing there, exactly as required in the note that I sent you earlier today. You stand in the center of the room, your eyes averted, gazing at a spot on the floor, three feet ahead. Slowly my gaze covers you, working up from the red 5-inch high heels, over her perfectly straight stocking clad legs, slightly parted for me. You are wearing the red and black corset, which finishes just under your breasts, and I can see that My pussy is freshly shaved. Your hands push up under those soft firm breasts, the nipples proud and dark, and encircled by a ring of deep scarlet lipstick. Around your neck sits the silver choker, with the single black pearl droplet, exquisite against her pale silken skin. Your mouth bears the same lipstick, deep scarlet, your hair is up, and you look magnificent. I move closer, knowing that you can see that I am carrying the velvet bag, containing the toys and equipment that I desire to use. I move closer still, and place my hand between your open thighs, one last check, as I slide my finger between the lips. Perfection, My pussy is hot, and very moist, exactly as I require. I lick my finger, then use it to lift your chin, letting you gaze upon Me, and, brushing your lips softly with mine, I whisper "You do well My pet, Sir is pleased, and you may continue." I move to take my seat. Sitting in my large chair, I watch as you mix a Martini at the cocktail cabinet, admiring your tight delicious ass, and the perfectly straight seams of your stockings. You fill the glass to the very brim, place it on a silver tray, and bring it to me, offering it to my lips, I take a sip, and smile at you, beckoning you closer. I hold out the glass, close to your right breast, watching as you press a nipple into the liquid, before offering it to my lips. I cover the nipple with my mouth, sucking the Martini, and licking the lipstick. I hear your soft sighs of pleasure, and release you. "May I Sir?" you ask, I nod agreement, and lay my head back to watch, as you kneel before me. Your hands reach for the tie on my deep blue kimono, pull it, and open the folds, to reveal my tumescent shaft. You know how much your Master likes to be sucked when only semi-hard, sucked to a true erection. I feel your slender fingers lifting my cock, and watch as you stroke it, and plant kisses all over it. You lick it, holding it up to lick underneath, and kiss my balls, as the blood fills my shaft, you lick the head, swirling your tongue. Your mouth opens, you look at me, your eyes filled with adoration, and you start to suck. Slowly at first, taking me in a little deeper each time. I feel my cock hit the back of your throat, and give you the signal, almost shaking with desire, as you wrap your tits around the shaft, and use them to fuck my cock. The lipstick turning it a deep scarlet color. I am ready now. I look at you, and gently wave you away, then stand, my cock bouncing, as I pick up the kimono belt., and lead you to the center of the room. "Lift your arms over your head My pet, hands clasped together" I tie your wrists, and fasten the belt to the chain, that hangs from the ceiling, before I slowly circle you, my fingertips grazing your skin as I inspect you. Checking that My property is perfect. Satisfied with what I see, I stand before you, and kiss you slowly, my tongue tracing the line of your lips, meeting your tongue, and sucking it sensually. Our mouths are making love. I lick your throat, kissing and sucking, moving ever closer to My tits. I lift each, and lick underneath it, before again sucking your nipple, My nipple now. As I lift the breast, squeezing it, forcing the nipple high. I scrape my teeth on it, gripping, tugging, and twisting my head from side to side. Knowing you are ready to come, that what I am doing is going straight to your sexual center, and yet, you will not come, until I command it. This I know, as I release the nipple, and open my velvet bag I lift my hand from the bag, and I see you smile softly, for you have spotted the silver chain, dangling from my fingers. Cupping your right breast, I squeeze, the nipple is already hard and swollen. Opening the clamp, I attach it, taking care not to nip the soft flesh of your breast. I step back, and marvel at you, the silver chain hanging to your navel, I grasp it, and tug it downwards, hearing your ecstatic moan. Cupping the left breast, I attach the second clamp, again carefully, before taking the chain in my teeth, and stretching it out, pulling on the now trapped nipples, as you whisper hoarsely, "Please Sir" I shake my head, for I am not ready to receive my gift yet. I smile, and turn away, walking to my chair, letting my open kimono fall to the floor. I reach behind the chair, then I return to stand before you, in my hand I hold the leather riding crop, its blackness glistening as I slap my thigh softly. I see your eyes widen, and I use my foot to push your legs further apart, holding the handle of the crop, I place the shaft underneath you, just below My pussy, and then, I raise it, and slide the shaft back and forth in the delectable wetness that resides there. You push forward with your hips, and I remove the shaft, giving you a stern look. You are still once more. Lifting the crop, I lick your juices from the shaft, playing my tongue over it, as you moan. "Getting desperate are we now My pet?" "Yes Sir, Please Sir, may I come, PLEASE?" I shake my head, saying "Patience is a virtue my pet, a true virtue, as you shall soon discover." Again I hold the handle, and place the shaft under My pussy, but this time, I use it to slap the puffy wet lips. Lightly at first, but gradually increasing the intensity, yet never too hard. I hold the blade against My pussy, letting your juices trickle onto it. Stepping back once it is coated, I walk around you, out of sight now. And I use the crop on your ass cheeks, slapping you, reddening them, and leaving smears of your juices on you. I ignore the moans of pleasure, and subtle movements of your body, aware of your growing need for release. Kneeling, I reverse the handle of the crop, and slide it into My pussy, not needing to tell you to grip and hold it, that is automatic now. I start to lick your ass cheeks, savoring your tastes, and sucking at the firm flesh, as your moans increase. I return to stand in front of you, and smile, before moving to the cocktail cabinet, and picking up a lead crystal champagne flute. "I will remove the crop, and when I do My pet, at that precise moment, you will GUSH, for Me, until my cup runneth over, do you understand Me pet?" "Yes Sir." You whisper feebly, almost out of control of your own will I kneel before you once more, holding the crop shaft, and fucking you with it, building the pace, watching as you writhed on it, trying to take as much as possible into your love cave. I look up at you, into your eyes, and I nod. Holding the crystal glass ready, I pull the crop free, and hiss at My pet. "Now My pet, COME for Me, gush for Me, fill My cup with your nectar, now, NOW." I hear, indeed I feel, the ecstatic roars of passion rushing from your throat. Shaking violently, as you squirt the sweet wine from her sex, splashing my hand, and my arm. I hold the champagne flute as close as I can, catching this nectar of the Gods. "Do not stop pet, fill my cup till it overflow." I say, dragging the nails of my free hand down your thigh, as you scream once again in unbridled joy. I lower the glass, and wait, letting you subside, then placing the glass on the table, I kiss you tenderly, brushing our lips together, before releasing you from the chain to which you are tied. And I ease off the nipple clamps, using my mouth and tongue, to bring back the circulation to them. I whisper quietly to you. "You may lie on the bed and rest for a moment My pet." Taking the champagne flute, I sit on my chair, and place the glass on the floor, while we rest quietly, watching each other. The sexual tension in the rom is slowly starting to build again, as I pick up my martini, and looking into your eyes, I lick around the rim of the glass, before swallowing half of it. I see you squirm a little, shifting your hips slightly. Picking up the champagne flute, I top up my martini with your fluid, and sip it. Smiling at you. You smile back at me, and I stand, holding the flute again, while I dip my hard cock in your cum, covering it, before draining the glass, and returning to my seat. "You may pleasure Sir now pet." I say softly, and see the broad grin on your face, as you rise from the bed, and walk seductively towards me, before assuming the position on your knees. Without using your hands, you cover the head of my cock, licking it, and sucking off your own juices, while I moan in pleasure. You take it deeper, and soon I feel the back of your throat, "Oh yes pet" That is your sign, to touch me, and you lick my cock all over, cradling my balls in your palm, before sucking each in your sweet mouth. You take me in your mouth once more, humming against my shaft. Knowing from experience how much I like that, and how close that I am to orgasm. My hand rests on your head, bobbing you up and down, as I stretch out my legs. Every muscle in my body flexes, I cannot hold back, and I explode deep into My pets throat. I feel you gag slightly, then swallow, taking everything that I can give to you. You release me, licking at the residue at the corners of your mouth, then, you clean my cock, sucking and licking it, before sitting up, smiling at me, and saying "Thank you Sir, I do hope that I pleased you this evening Sir." "Very much so My pet, and, and now Sir has a reward for you, Pick up my bag, and choose whatever you wish My pet, tonight, the choice is yours." I can see immediately how happy this makes you, as you grab the bag, searching through the contents. A wicked smile appears in your face, as you hand me the anal beads, then go to the end of the bed, and kneeling, bend over it. Holding the beads in my hand, I inspect them, remembering the day that we picked them from the brochure. There are 5 silvery plastic balls or beads, threaded on a white cord, with a ring at one end for easy removal. I pick up my bag, and advance towards you, as you turn your head to watch me. I lay the beads in the small of your back, and, opening my bag, remove a small bottle of Wet Platinum Lubricant. I place it next to the beads, and then kneel on the floor. Using my fingertips, I slap My pussy a few times, making you squeal in delight, before opening the lips. Spreading them wide, I lick the inner lips, sucking and nibbling softly. I know that you are wet enough for what I am about to do, yet I cannot resist your taste. Your hot wet fluids, that just seems to roll around my tongue and mouth so naturally. I ease back, and slip two fingers into you, spreading them inside you, bending at the knuckle, and twisting them from side to side. I know that this is exciting you, and you could come at one word from me, but will not, until it is time. Slowly I extract them, and start to circle your asshole with them, spreading your juices. I push inside with a finger, feeling how tight you are. Slowly I work your asshole, then a second finger, as you start to relax, accepting this, the most personal of bodily invasions. I fuck your ass, soon to be My ass, with two fingers, feeling you pushing back against my hand. Your moans increasing with every thrust, I stop, and pick up the bottle. Opening it carefully, I pour the lubricant onto you, spreading it, over pussy, as well as asshole. I use my fingers again, lubricating you, preparing you, as my cock again rises to its full capacity once more. Now you are ready, asshole and pussy both soaked, and dripping. Both open in anticipation. I pick up the beads, slowly rub them on your slit, and feel you shudder, your head turned towards me, trying to watch. I hold the end bead, and rub it in your slit, then push it inside slowly, into your almost begging cunt, I push in the second one, and jiggle them around, My free hand is now stroking my fat hard cock. The third bead goes in, filling you, and I slip two fingers in your ass, fucking you there. You are shaking, trying to hold back the orgasm that begs for release now, but you know better. I pull my fingers back, keeping you on the edge, and take hold of the beads, popping them out of you, one by one. I look at you, and see that your head is buried in the bed, and your hands are gripping the sheets, and pulling at them. I rub the pussy soaked bead on your asshole, then, push it inside as you gasp, quickly followed by the second, then the third. I hear you start to scream at me. PLEASE MASTER, PLEASE, LET ME COME" "Wait whore, until I tell you, for you are My whore now, My horny fuckslut, and you will do whatever I say, won't you slut?" "Yes Sir, pleeeeeeeease Sir." I let go of the beads, leaving two hanging from your asshole, as I bring my cock to pussy, rubbing the swollen head on your rosy flushed clit. Then, without warning, I drive deep into My cunt, slamming into you, as you scream again. "COME NOW BITCH. Come on your Masters dick, flood His cunt, come you little slut, NOWWWWWWWWWWWW." Your scream is deafening, as the flood starts, gushing, flowing, surrounding my cock with the wine, I feel you flexing, sucking my dick with My cunt, I don't need to fuck you, I just stand there, impaled, and waiting. Your orgasm goes on and on, but gradually it does subside, I start to fuck you, gently at first, just sliding in and out slowly. I pull out completely, seeing your hole open and begging, and push back in, over and over as you start to moan again, I know you are on the verge, I stop. Remove my cock, and slap your ass cheeks, reddening them as I hear you thanking me. Taking hold of the handle of the anal beads, I wiggle them, twisting them inside you, then, taking a deep breath, I pull all three out very quickly, as fast as my hand can move. "OH FUCK YES" I hear you scream, as I look at you, both holes open, wanting, and needing my cock. I can almost see them twitching in anticipation, as my cock throbs in my hand. Spreading your ass cheeks I start, first into My cunt, then out, and into My ass, fucking each in turn, your moans getting louder stronger. Finally I settle in My asshole, and start to fuck it HARD. Faster and harder, I grab at your hair, pulling it, your neck bending as you scream out. "Yes Sir, fuck your whore`s ass, fuck this slut like she deserves, yesssssssssssssss." Knowing I am going to come, I grab you, turning you around, as I pump my fat hard cock. Your mouth open ready, tits held up ready to receive My cream. "OH FUCK, GODDAM IT YES." I cry out as my cock pulses, sending streams of hot sticky come all over you. Giving you a pearl necklace, as you too orgasm once more. I watch, smiling at pet, as you rub the elixir into your skin, looking up, and smiling. I wait, seeing you licking your lips, and tasting my seed, before gently lift you to your feet. We kiss, a soft gentle kiss that only two true lovers can share, then, I speak wuietly to you. "You may prepare O/oir bath now little one." For His Pleasure He enters the room with the sudden force of an out of control tornado. His footsteps heavy, slamming with every touch of the boots. His body firm, eyes darting within the light of the dimmed room. He turns around quickly, looking to the darkened corner. Of course, he knew she was there. It was where she belonged, so she was. Her eyes dared not to lift, cast downwards respectfully; she felt his deadly stare upon her. "Approach." The single command rings forth. Her body jerks into motion as she begins to crawl across the floor to his feet. She kneels before Him, her lips brushing the toe of his boot, grateful to be his. He watches as she displays the affectionate gesture of her submission. Swiftly, his hands reach forth, grasping her thick locks, pulling her to her feet easily. His hands smoothing down her face, her eyes continually lowered. His fingers glide along the curve of her neck, fingertips rough as he massages along her shoulders. "I'm going to fuck you, darling, but not with my cock that you so desire." Listening attentively, her breathing staggers as he speaks. "Over to the wall.” She snaps to life again, padding to the wall, standing with her back to him as he has taught her to do. Growling, he sweeps his hand over her bare ass, slapping at her high, rounded cheeks. She doesn't cry out, which pleases Him, knowing she is learning to control herself. "Get into proper position. Now." Her legs spread wide, arms extended and spread, palms flat upon the wall. Working diligently, he chains her to the wall, checking the locks before stepping back. He admires his handiwork, her ankles, wrist bound to the rings embedded within the wall, allowing only the slightest of movements from her. He moves forward, pressing his clothed form against hers. Rubbing her body roughly as his fingernails drag along her belly. His mouth near her ear as his words wash over her flesh. "You want me to fuck you slut. Don't you? You want my cock buried within that slick little cunt. Isn't that what you desire?" He can feel her trembling. His finger gliding down the perfect curvature of her pert ass, caressing between the globes of flesh. His hands continue to caress her as he listens to the response of her whimpers and moans. "Can you imagine, can you feel my spurting cock within you? Cumming upon such beautiful flesh using you, using that body, that soul which I own?" His eyes falling upon the collar about her neck with appreciation. Suddenly, his hand slips into her hair, yanking her head back, grunting deeply. "Answer me!" Her words coming in a rush,”Yes, master. This slut desires you so, for your cum, for anything you would desire for me. please use me, Master." He smiles, nodding his head as he stands against her backside. "Very good, darling" He pulls away from her just as quickly as he stood against her. Leaving a void of coolness, she sighs softly, wanting him back. She can hear him working, the items within the toy chest moving as he searches. It slams shut, causing her to jump with surprise, her bonds shaking a bit. She feels his hands upon her tight ass, spreading her cheeks to expose the once virgin hole that he has claimed. Her head bowing, forehead against the wall as she begins to try to relax, knowing the force of His entry. His eyes watching her, noting the bow of her head, a light chuckle emerges from his throat as he grasps the handle of the crop. He kneels behind her, the sweet tight starfished hole open, relaxing. His eyes scan the reddened edges, a proud smile of his work showering his face. Easily he presses the handle against her ass, her body flinches with the slight pain. His hand resting upon the small of her back. "Still." His command ringing within her ears. Her movements ceasing, her breathing still raspy as he turns the handle slowly, to the left, then to the right, easing it inch by burning inch within her anus, before drawing it out. His eyes rest upon her form, seeing she has stilled completely. He pushes the handle within her with blinding speed, shoving it within her ass. The tender muscle clenches, gripping the handle as her cries begin, loud and echoing. His arms cross with satisfaction as he takes a step back, gazing upon his slut. He moves back to her after what seems to be forever. Her breathing returning to regular, the handle still buried within the clamping muscles of her ass. His hand sliding beneath her, feeling her creamy slit, pleased that it is hot and slick. Slowly he begins to stroke the folds. His thumb carefully drawing her clit from its hood as he teases it. His smile is etched across his harsh features as he feels her shudder, her juices dipping onto his forearm. He begins to push and pull the handle within her ass in rthyme with the one gliding within her cunt. His hands move slowly, steadily, fucking his sweet girl. His voice emerges forth gently, "Is this what you wanted, my darling? Is this how you want to please your Master?" His fingers begin to move more insistently, curling, dragging, and pressuring the boiling flesh. Her body trying to roll against her restraints. He whispers, "Don't you dare cum yet." Her walls quivering as his fingers continue to dive, twist, the rubbing of her clit maddening. Her lips parting as she suddenly screams, "MASTER!! please!! Oh God, please!" He stops quickly, withdrawing his fingers, the crop handle, she whimpers ashamed of her outburst, able to feel His disappointment as He moves away. For a long time there is nothing but silence, a deep, woefilled silence. Her eyes swollen, tear stained as they crack open. Her words no longer able to be held, knowing his silence equals his disappointment. "Master, please forgive this one for my outburst. I should have practiced my self-control. I have failed in pleasing you. I beg for the punishment, to be corrected of my mistake." Her voice sinking into an ache as she finishes. From within the darkness, the crack of the whip sounds, the end blazes a path along the small of her back, her cries stilled. Viciously chewing at her lower lip, a quick procession of lashes cross her quivering ass cheeks. Her head falling back weakly as the blows continue to rain upon her. The tears flooding ceaselessly, but no sound uttered from her lips. The welts already adorning her body, bright red, burning, stinging with the sweet punishment of pain. Finally, he sees the tears streaming upon her apple cheeks. He stops, her broken whimpers a delicious melody to his ears. His voice rising as he speaks. "You are mine. Do you understand what that means? You live for me, breath for me, your life is mine. To control, to keep, to guard, to protect, all of that. The only thing you have to do, is please me. What's so hard about that?" He pauses before continuing to speak. "I am not difficult. I am not mean. I am me, darling. I am your Master. I rule you. I control you. Do you fucking understand that?" His words tearing at her heart as she nods, her voice cracking as she struggles with her words. "Yes, Master, your whore understands." His hand whipping out, grasping her thick mass of hair, hissing as he speaks, his face dangerously close to hers. "You gave yourself to me willingly. You wanted the training. You wanted to submit. DO NOT make me ashamed of having given you my collar." His free hand lifting, tugging at her collar, "Do you feel that, darling? That's the collar I gave to you. I trusted that you would honor it with your behavior and you can't even control a simple outburst. You cried out when you knew you shouldn't have, that is NOT acceptable!” Her body wracked with shudders as she listens to him speak. He moves away from her, releasing her hair. He strides into the shadowed area of the room, rustling through some items. He returns to her, kneeling behind her spread legs. She feels the hard bite of his teeth upon each of her ass cheeks. He growls deeply as he hears the tiny wince from her lips. Biting her again, his teeth leaving a deep depression upon her flesh this time. He notes that she doesn't utter the smallest of sounds, just taking the pain. He whispers, "Very good, darling." Slipping his hands beneath her, He opens a little padded clip attached to a weight of about a quarter of a pound, rubbing her little nub with his forefinger. He pulls out a small cloth wiping it free of her wetness. He spreads her folds with his fingers, clamping the exposed clit, letting the weight drop. He rocks back upon the balls of his feet, squatting as he observes her, the tremble of her thighs, the tightening of her muscles. Smiling softly, he reaches forth, stroking her calf lovingly. "Good, darling. I love to hear your silence. I know it hurts but you are doing this for me. You must think only of me and how much this pleases." Her clit is pulled sharply with the drop of the weight, stretching the ultra-sensitive piece of flesh. She feels her mind dizzying as he touches the weight, allowing it to swing just enough to pull her pearl. Her thighs glisten with streaks of her juices. He takes the opportunity to smear some of the heavenly cream upon his finger. He draws is fingers into his mouth as he watches his doll shudder. The flavor of her heat bursting within the warm recesses of his mouth. His hands reach forth, clutching her hamstrings tightly. His strong grip bruising the soft flesh. His mouth lowering, lapping hungrily at the feast dripping along her parted thighs, eating this offering from his darling slut. He luxuriates in the perfection of her honey, licking greedily at his delicious creation. He pulls back from her. His hands sounding off against the outer curve of her thighs, speaking firmly, "I need to hear you now, darling. Let your Master hear those sweet beggings." Her voice showered with her need to earn his pleasure, to be back within His good standing. "Master, I beg you. Plead with you. Please use me use what is yours. What you have graciously trained, created, and built, Master. Allow this one to exhibit that which you have taught me, use your slut, Master.” Listening to her silently, his cool, black eyes resting upon the bed as he turns his head, perfectly made by her, not a wrinkle upon the bed covers. The pillows fluffed and smoothed as he likes them, a single, unscented candle flickering upon the nightstands to either side of the resting place. He looks up to the hoist looming within the candlelit darkness, the hooks, chains and leathers hanging dauntingly from it. His vision returning to is darling thoughtfully. Still within his squat, he opens the clip, freeing her pulsating pearl. Moving his hands quickly, opening the bonds upon her ankles, a deep throated chuckle from him as he hears her soft breath of relief. Her feet unsteady as she stands, her little knees wobbling. He rises to his full stature, unclasping her wrists, her arms fall to her sides. "Turn and kneel." She turns, falling to her knees obediently, scraping them upon the hard floor. He walks before her towards the bed, she doesn't move, nearly not breathing. "Bed." She darts forth, crawling with trained ease as she gathers herself upon the bed. Laying flat on her back, her legs spread wide, knowing he likes to see her exposed cunt, smell her heat. Spreading her hair from beneath her head, her arms lifting above her head, crossed at the wrists reminiscent of her early training days. She tries to calm her breathing as she hears the hum of the hoist being lowered over her. Her eyes follow the motion of the device. The chains dangling with the leather cuffs connected securely to the hooks of the hoist. He stops the contraptions movements and diligently begins to move around her, fastening her crossed wrists within two thick leather cuffs, sure they will not escape. Wrapping both her ankles snugly with the two lower cuffs. He strides back alongside the bed, his hand lifting as he presses the button. The hoist begins to rise slowly, pulling her up into the air. His tongue eases along his lips as he watches her rise, loving the beauty that she is, the sight of her hanging before him. He feels the strain within his crotch. Moving to the foot of the bed, he crosses his arms, gazing at the open treasure before him. His eyes linger, examining the dripping lips, the clean-shaven flesh. Rolling his tongue within his mouth, still able to taste His slut. Swiftly, he undresses, removing the snug shirt, which accentuated his muscular chest. The heavy boots being taken off, the belt unbuckling quickly as he opens the button of his black pants. Pulling the zipper down, her hearing acutely aware of him, hearing the teeth of the zipper crack, her excitement evident within the rose flush of her body. He moves his pants down his legs, exposing the nicely shaped legs. His fingers lifting, slipping into the waistband of his boxer briefs. He pulls them down, finally releasing himself from the confines of the under shorts. Though she can't see him undress, she envisions it in her mind, she knows the strength of his body without seeing it, without touching Him. The bed sinks as he climbs upon it, standing up fully between her spread legs as she hangs before him. He grips a small paddle within one hand and he grasps his raging manhood in the other. He begins to stroke himself as he gazes upon his girl. The movements tight and slow, just how he adores it. He brings the paddle down upon her exposed clit gently, rapping the little pearl. She wiggles before him causing him to laugh a bit as she swings from the motion. He grasps her thigh as he releases his cock, holding her still. The paddle taps her clit lightly in a steady rhythm. He can see the engorged flesh throbbing, twitching as he rains down the gentle abuse. She shudders but yet not a sound is made as her head hangs back, her long locks brushing against the bedcovers below her. He lowers the paddle, reaching forth with his hand. His fingers find her clit, rubbing it, drawing the little button to a peak. He speaks firmly, "Don't cum yet, darling." She utters in reply, "yes, Sir.” His wrist twists. The gentle fondling of her clit is replaced by the taps of the paddle. The blows ringing through the air one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten smacks upon her exposed clit. Her cunt turning a bright red, flushed with the rush of blood to the area. He speaks with an intense urgency, His control seething, "Sir??? You addressed me as Sir? Correct yourself, NOW!" He thwaps her with the paddle upon her sore nub as he listens to her pain streaked plea,"Master, you are my master, my controller, my ALL." He continues with the paddling upon her body. He grips his cock with his steely hold jacking the meat furiously . He grunts wildly, "Uhhh...my slut...fuckkk." He positions himself merely inches from her honeyed pussy, her delicious scent wrapping around him. His eyes dropping, darting from her abused cunt to the throbbing cock slipping through his fist. His neck muscles tense. Growls roll from his lips as he explodes. Spurt after glorious spurt of his steaming cum spray her thighs, her slit. He continues to shoot his cream onto her burning flesh. He swings her close to him, smearing his tip against her sore clit, coating it with his thick, white cream as he milks himself. "Cum now." His order sending her body into a fit of spasms. Her desirous cries sounding through the room. He continues to rub her clit with his mushroomed head as she creams. His movements easing as she writhes before him. He withdraws, admiring the droplets of juice falling from her body, pooling upon the bed. He gathers himself, moving back to the control of the hoist. Lowering her down, she still gasps to breath, her orgasm prolonged. She falls upon the bed, her little ass plopping within the wet spot of her essence. He moves around her quickly, removing her bindings as she droops with exhaustion. He moves to his highbacked, leather chair, relaxing as he lights the cigar waiting for him on the side table. "Approach." He says before taking a deep inhale. She rises as quickly as she can, making her way to him. He notices the soreness of her body already developing as she falls to her knees before him. "Clean me." She leans forth gratefully, her small hands upon his knees. Her mouth moves over His cock, licking, sucking, cleaning all traces of cum from her beloved Master. She delights in the task, being allowed the pleasure of touching him, eating whatever may be left of her Master's treats. He relaxes more as she works, enjoying the languid laps of her pink tongue. "Yes, darling, you did well today. Retrieve my fresh clothing, change the bed covers, and clean yourself up. I expect your return within three hours. I know you must tend to your soreness." He grins maliciously, "Now go." He smiles, placing a kiss upon her petal soft lips as she turns to scurry to perform her duties. His eyes close as the cigar scents wafts around him. For His Pleasure Grinning impishly, the girl pushes back a bit to recline in the Master’s furs, just out of his reach. “Something should definitely be done about that,” she teased, eyeing the bulge in his pants. She could see him simply smile as he sat back to watch. Stretching a bit to tease him as her flesh is exposed, she is free of everything except the golden hue of her skin and the collar that keeps her neck warm until his steel kisses her flesh. The free fall of crimson tresses blanket her in a shroud of fire. He simply watched her, absently beginning to rub the bulge that kept beckoning her gaze. He eyes fell to it once again, encased in his leathers, as a soft purr lifted and silken thighs bloomed wide to reveal the swollen meat of her cunt already glistening with the proof of the desire that he ignited within her. “Rub your cunt, my slut.” The command was simple. She purred softly at his command and simply obeyed. Her fingers slid sensually down between her full heaving breasts … down the trembling plane of slave belly to delve into moist folds. Parting them so that he can get a good look at what he is to own soon, she slid her fingers into the moist depths. He pulled out his throbbing cock, slowly stroking it as he watched her. She moaned deeply, wanting it more than anything and just seeing it was enough to move her to slide her fingers back out, covered in hot delicious juice to fly to her throbbing clit. Flicking it to life, her whole body starts to writhe in blatant need as he speaks in a husky command, “Rub it harder, slut.” She gasped softly as her fingers rub on her clit faster and harder as she knows he would do himself. The juices start to leak out of her well-oiled cunt to ooze down to the puckered hole of her ass as she watched him begin to stroke his cock a little faster. She moaned, arching up as he strokes it, imagining her cunt walls stroking it … milking it … coaxing it to cum within her shuddering walls and then suddenly slams in two fingers, pushing them in and out in rhythm with his hand on his cock. Unable to watch anymore, suddenly he moves between her legs and roughly seizes her hand, pulling out her fingers only to plunge his cock within. She cries out, arching up in delirium as his cock suddenly takes the place of her lacking fingers. Her juice-coated digits reach out to pull him close as her cunt walls shatter around him, screaming out in delight. He starts fucking her hard and deep, her breasts bouncing with each hard thrust as she shivers in delight. Her hips thrust up in an attempt to stay with each of his, the hard claiming of her body sending her closer to the edge as her nails begin to score his flesh. And then suddenly without warning, he pulls his cock out. She cried out, begging but he simply slapped the head of his cock against her clit, reaching out with his free hand to twist and pinch her nipples. Her head thrashed in the furs beneath him as her body arched up for more, still begging for him to complete that which he had started. Pushing his cock back in, he thrust deep causing her to arch up hard, impaling herself on it as her legs tried to capture his and move up to his hips. Her whole body was on fire as he slammed into her cervix. She could feel her clit burning from the friction of his shaft, her nipples growing harder and beginning to ache. Crying out, her teeth sank into her own lower lip as she began to beg to cum for him. The words were simple and cruel. “Not yet, slut.” She whimpered helplessly, eyes closing as she tried to fight off the wave of pleasure that threatened to consume her. He continued to ram her hard … relentlessly as his cock slammed into her cunt. She could feel her balls hitting hard on her ass and it was as if her whole pussy was on fire. Crying out, her nails dug into his flesh, begging silently to cum for him as silver tears lined the rim of her eyes. Slamming his cock hard, he exploded into her as his eyes locked with hers. “Cum,” he commanded. “NOW!” She heard him moaning … the rasp of his voice as he cried out in passion, in tune with her own as she felt his cum suddenly shoot within her beckoning walls. It covered her in hot, thick ropes of pearly cum and she shuddered helplessly, cumming hard over his throbbing, emptying cock. “Again!” he shouted among their cries of passion and she moaned deeply, arching up as his cock pushed deep again. Her shuddering walls were coated with his cum as she released over him again, unable to stop as she shook uncontrollably. “Squirt your juice, slut,” he commanded as she shuddered helplessly and began to tremble violently beneath him. Her juices coated his cock and squirted out onto his hips, covering his balls as she came at his command. Suddenly he pushed in on her belly, knowing that it was a helpless trigger that would send her crashing over the edge to nirvana. Helpless silver tears raced down as he commanded her whole body, spasming uncontrollably beneath and over his body as he pulled her up and kissed her hard, crushing her lips beneath his. She gasped for breath, clinging to him desperately as she weakly tries to return his kisses. She whimpered as he moved to her ear, biting the lobe, another spasm rocking her body as his teeth and lips made contact with her earlobe. Her mouth drew slack as he slipped his tongue into her ear, whispering, “Cum for your Master … now.” Nails dug into his arms as her whole body stiffened and then shuddered violently as another spasm shot through her. Cum spills out onto her inner thighs as she lays helpless beneath his commands that keep filling the air around her … “Again! Cum!” She is commanded relentlessly, cumming uncontrollably, her cries beginning to get lost in the room as they echo again and again. He holds her as spasm wrack her body causing her to cling desperately to him as she continues to shudder in violent spasms. Only his grin speaks of his pleasure in the slut in his arms. For His Pleasure "Remove." So far, that was the only word he had said to her since she had followed him upstairs. He had sat down and was now watching as she took off her clothes one piece at a time as directed by his word and gesture. She did as she was told, removing the tank top, pulling it over her head, letting it drop to the ground to join her outer shirt already on the floor. "Remove," he said, this time gesturing to her skirt. She unbuttoned it and slid it over her hips till it fell around her ankles. She stepped out of it lightly, standing before him wearing her sheer baby pink panties and bra, her heels discarded downstairs. He motioned with his hand for her to come closer. As she approached where he was sitting, he again said, "Remove," pointing to her bra. She immediately reached behind and unclasped it, pulling her arms out of the straps. It remained on her momentarily, held in place by the shape of her ample breasts before it too fell away. He stood and closed the small, still remaining gap between them. His eyes danced as he looked at her and a smile played at the corners of his mouth as he placed his hands on her hips and said, "Remove," one last time, putting his thumbs under the fabric and pushing down, leaving her nude as her panties joined the rest of her clothing in a small pile on the floor. She held her hands in front of her curvy form, creating an abundance of cleavage as she shyly hid her shaved sex, looking up at him from under her eyelashes. He wrapped one of his arms around her naked figure, using his other hand to first pull her hands away from in front of her then pulling her close, tilting her chin up towards his face. He kissed her, stealing her breath and then shifted his hands down to her nipples, twisting them gently between his index finger and thumb. She pressed closer against him, wrapping a bare leg behind his, rubbing her fingertips along his back under his shirt, the cloth soft against her skin. He moved his hands over her curves tracing the lines of her body till he reached her ass, which he grabbed and squeezed before bringing one hand back and gave her a swift hard spank. She gasped at the suddenness, pulling away from his kiss, but there was a smile on her face. He did the same with his other hand, spanking her other ass cheek. She gasped again, but moved into him, giving him a better angle. He gave her two more resounding slaps as she moved her own hands to the front and began unbuttoning his shirt. He stopped her, holding her wrists, "No. Not yet." She obeyed and let him lead her to the couch, sitting her near the middle with her face in a slight pout, saying nothing else. Seeing her confused and pouting face, he sat down beside her and said, "What was it you said last time you were here?" She thought for a moment, remembering, then replied, "I said that the next time would be all for you. Anything you wanted, you would have and could do to me. I'd be your plaything." "Good," he said chuckling, "Now I believe this is the next time, so I can do whatever I want." "Yes," she said, smiling at him. With that, he kissed her deeply and her eyes closed as she bit lightly on his lower lip, then caressing it with her tongue. He pulled her into another embrace as he whispered in her ear, "Now, please me." In reply she nibbled his earlobe and said, "As you wish." She ran her hand over his shaved head, as her other hand moved to his zipper. She pulled him out, circling him with her fingers and massaging his hard dick. He pressed down on her shoulders, moving her off the couch and she reluctantly moved out of his arms, but became more eager as she knelt in front of him. He looked down at her and their eyes met as she gave him a naughty grin. He leaned his head back as he felt her tongue starting from the base of his shaft and tracing up to the tip, then starting over, until she had licked every part of him. He entwined his fingers in her silky blonde hair, feeling every kiss and nibble slowly begin to fill him with pleasure. She kissed her way all over, moving her tongue in an intricate dance over him before finally taking him all the way in her mouth. She sighed audibly, causing a vibration all around his cock. She was terribly enthusiastic and glanced up to watch his face occasionally, moving according to what pleasured him the most. He swallowed hard and closed his eyes as she moved him in and out of her mouth, sucking him in and pressing with her lips as he moved out from between her rosy lips. He held her head still and shoved himself deep into her mouth. She pressed with her tongue and gave a surprised jolt as he completely filled her mouth. Even though he was down her throat, she continued to press with her tongue and swallowed around him, pressing her throat against him, using every muscle in her mouth to massage the cock she worshipped. He released her head slightly and she continued her motions, reaching up and lightly rubbing his sack with her small hand as she sucked him in and out of her mouth. Then she switched, her hand moving to continue pleasuring his shaft while she leaned further down, licking the ball sack softly before taking first one then the other into her mouth, finally taking both gently sucking on the soft flesh. She let them fall from her mouth and resumed her cock sucking with zeal. After a few more minutes of this, he pulled out and grabbed her arms as he stood, bringing her to her feet. Then working down from her neck began to kiss, giving quick little bites as he made his way to her breasts, pinching the nipples hard, fondling her with firm hands. She kissed the top of his head, scratching her nails softly along his scalp. Then he put his between her legs from behind, caressing her inner thighs as he felt upwards, her wetness running down her thighs. He pulled his hand away and put his soaking fingers in her mouth. "Enjoying your self?" he asked. Her eyes fluttered close and she nodded, as she tasted herself. He turned her around and as he removed his fingers, kissed her hard, tasting her as he did so. "Close your eyes," he said as she sat down on the couch. She tilted her head in confusion, as she was half leant forward, eager to continue sucking him, but she obeyed and closed her eyes. He grabbed his glass from earlier, empty but for three ice cubes, and set it next to him as he laid her down on the cushions, holding her wrists in one hand. He took one ice cube from the glass, and using two fingers of the same hand opened the lips of her bald pussy and shoved the ice cube into her tiny wet hole. Her gasp was rewarding and she began a series of high-pitched sighs as she shifted her hips, trying to remove the cold object from inside of her. "Leave it," he said. She stopped her shifting but continued the sighs as her hot pussy melted the ice. He took another cube and pushed it in behind the first. She arched her back and struggled for a moment against his grip on her wrists but remembered her promise, only slightly trying to close her legs. His hand remained where it was, watching as she ceased her movements on her own, a half smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He followed the ice cubes in with two fingers, and curved them against her G-spot. Her eyes still closed, her mouth opened in a small "O" as he moved his fingers inside her making her twitch and emit small chirps and coos of delight as he stroked her inside. She whimpered when he took his fingers out of her. Taking the final ice cube, he first touched it to each nipple rubbing each nipple, then across her lips, before pushing it inside her pussy as well. He let go of her wrists, moving to her legs. He straddled her right leg, his left foot on the ground, kneeling on his right on the couch. Taking her left leg, he put it over his shoulder leaving her completely open to him. He kissed down her leg and then he placed himself at her opening and pushed into her. Her eyes flew open as she inhaled swiftly, the sudden temperature change from the ice cubes to the heat of his large throbbing cock shocking her and pleasuring her. Once his head had opened her, he thrust all the way forward, burying himself in her tight pussy all the way to his hilt, his hips pressed against her skin. The chill from the fast melting ice cubes sent a tingling sensation up his spine. He stayed immersed in her and leaned forward suckling on her hard little nipples, grabbing her tits and squeezing the soft flesh. She wrapped her arms around his neck, touching him, caressing his shoulders and pulling on the shirt fabric, bringing it over his head and laying it behind her and then she resumed running her nails across his skin, only able to say "So deep," muttered softly in his ear. He pulled his hips back and thrust into her again hard, her tits bobbing up from the sudden movement. He continued to thrust into her, slowly at first, moving in long deep movements, then picking up speed, moving in and out of her. She clung to him, arms around his neck moaning with pleasure, turning into an almost chant in rhythm with his pounding cock her hips rising to meet him. He paused briefly to sit and pull her on top of him, facing away and she continued the movement, squeezing his cock inside of her as she moved up his shaft. She arched her back putting her head on his shoulder, giving him a new angle as rocked her hips forward and backward against him. He drove his cock into her hard, holding her tits in his hands, using them as leverage to pull her farther onto him, impaling her. Her breath came in short gasps punctuated with successively louder moans as she moved closer and closer to her climax. He could hear it in the urgency and volume of her voice. He pinched her nipples, twisting them again, and she rose up into his hands. Each drive into her pussy brought both of them closer to the zenith of pleasure. Finally, she gave one drawn out cry, her body stiffening and twitching, her pussy clenching around him with the intensity of her orgasm, her liquids flowing over his cock. She breathed and sighed heavily, collapsing against him, but still moving, her only goal to satisfy him. She could feel him moving faster, the change in his breathing, as he moved closer to his pinnacle. She moved faster, putting all of her energy into it. Before he let go, he pushed her swiftly to the floor, and she covered him with her mouth as he continued to shove his cock deep in her mouth. A few seconds later, he grabbed her head, pulling her into him again as he released his load deep inside her mouth. He growled, emptying himself into her as she swallowed eagerly each burst bringing another wave of pleasure over him and ending with another deep-throated growl. She licked him clean, savoring every last drop of his cum. After she was satisfied that she got it all, she climbed up and put her head in his lap curling into a small ball next to him as she looked up at him dreamily. "Yum!" she said, lightly touching his face, a cute smile on hers, "Round two?" He chuckled and said, "But of course," pulling her towards him for another kiss. For His Pleasure My wife was covered up, listening to Sirius radio on our TV. I locked the bathroom door so we wouldn't be interrupted. I moved over to the bed and pulled the covers from her naked body. I crawled up between her spread thighs and breathed in the wonderful scent of her pussy. Eating pussy is one of my favorite pass times. Unfortunately, I am probably not that good at it, as I have never licked a woman to orgasm. But that doesn't stop me from trying. I started at the bottom, running my tongue up and into her already wet hole, wiggling it a little to get a good taste of her juices. I then slowly moved up to her sensitive little clit. I used the underside of my tongue to gently rub across her clit. I started off with a very light touch, moving slowly, warming her up. As she started to moan and wiggle, I moved a little bit faster, moving my mouth up and down along her clit, as my tongue made faster, then slower licks back and forth. I kept this up for several minutes, changing the speed and pressure constantly, but slowly. All this time her hips were bucking and her thighs were quivering. My hands were on her hips and she was grabbing my forearms as she bucked her clit into my mouth. She then reached down with her right hand and pulled the skin back at the top of her cleft. Shortly, her left hand joined her right, opening herself up to my tongue, exposing her hard clit. My tongue never stopped moving. Back and forth, up and down. She was shaking all over, but she wasn't cumming. That was not allowed for her tonight. I finally stopped and began to crawl up her body. I slipped a finger into her wetness, gently and slowly massaging her G spot. She moaned and threw her head back, grabbing at the sheets. I don't want her to cum, so I slowly pulled my finger out, teasing her clit as I passed it, making her moan once again. I kissed her and she said "You taste like me." She likes the taste of her juices and I love sharing them with her. She reached down with her right hand and rubbed my semi-erect cock against her wet lower lips. "You are wet, too," she said. "I wonder why?" was my reply. I continued to kiss her and then she gently stroked my right nipple with her left hand. She then grabbed it and pinched, feeling my cock jump in her right hand. She continued to pinch and twist my nipple while I ground against her with my growing cock. "You can fuck me..." she whispered. "I am going to." I pushed the head of my nearly erect cock against her opening and slid in slowly. She then started to pinch and twist both my nipples, milking them, as my cock hardened and lengthened within her. I gently thrust into her, feeling her warm walls press against my stiff cock. I could feel my head near the back of her vagina, close to her cervix. I leaned in close to her face and kissed her hard, my tongue probing her mouth. I reached up with my right hand and grabbed a large handful of her hair, pulling her head up toward the head board. "Please fuck me hard" she moaned. She always cums hard when I fuck her hard and pull her hair. Instead I almost stopped moving. I grabbed her right nipple with my left hand and pinched it, twisting and pulling it roughly. I kissed her again hard as my cock moved ever so slowly within her. I could feel my orgasm approaching, so I slowly pulled out of her, grabbed my hard cock and moved up over her chest. She held her breasts together as I stroked my cock until it shot all over her chest. Three, four, five, six shots were milked out of my thick cock. I then moved my head down and looked at the large load covering her beautiful tits. I stuck my tongue out and began to lick up all of the thick, creamy cum from her large, spongy breasts. She pulled her breasts apart so I could get all of the salty nectar from between them. When she was cleaned up, I moved up and kissed her again, with the last little bit of my cum still on my tongue, sharing it with her. We then lay next to each other and talked for a while. I asked her if she liked the taste of my cum. She said "I like the taste of me better."