0 comments/ 7224 views/ 3 favorites Good Girl Pt. 02 By: MsSlut I hear the front door open and my pussy gushes. M had emailed me specific instructions about an hour ago, leaving me very little time to prepare. I have removed and neatly folded the comforter. I placed the toys on the bed just the way He likes. My tits, legs, ass, and cunt are all smooth and oiled. I am completely naked except for the cuffs on my thighs and the blindfold over my eyes, lying on my back on the bed. My nipples are hard pointing at the ceiling. My legs are spread wide so He can see my glistening pussy. I am so ready to be used. I hear His approach to the bedroom door and His quiet sigh of lust. I can imagine His eyes darkening with need. "Good Girl." M walks into the room and I hear the rustling of clothing being removed. My heart races. I love when we are both clothing-free. After a few minutes, I hear Him approach the toys that He requested I display for Him. There's a soft leather flogger, a wooden paddle with a smooth cylinder handle, a metal spreader bar, and assorted lubes. My cunt is dripping onto the cool sheets underneath me. I don't realize He had moved to the end of the bed until I feel the flogger roughly slapping my skin. My tits first, bringing blood to the surface, making them so sensitive. My nipples grow harder with each blow and I arch my back. He moves the flogger down my tummy and each slap sends a sharp sensation to my empty, waiting pussy. I want this man so badly already, but I know He's not even close to being done with this task. M climbs on the bed and sets the flogger down for a moment and attaches the spreader bar to the cuffs at each one of my thighs. The click of the metal attachments makes my cunt burn hotter. Quickly, M lifts the spreader bar upward to my chest, so that my pussy and ass are completely exposed to His will. He picks up the toy and mercilessly flogs my most sensitive spots. The feeling is so intense and raw, I feel myself climbing to orgasm. He knows my body too well and stops when I'm just short of cumming all over the sheets. Still holding the bar in place, He kneels down and places His hot, wet mouth onto my pussy. He licks and sucks the juices there, murmuring in appreciation. I quickly climb again towards bliss and too soon, M stops. "Not until I say, slut." I whimper, which earns me a hard smack to my cunt. And another and another. My pussy is gushing and I am on fire. Without warning, M thrusts His thick cock deep into my pussy, making me cry out. Holding my legs high to my throat, He pumps my pussy relentlessly. The feeling is so amazing; I know I won't be able to stop from cumming now. My pussy gets tighter and tighter as he fucks me thoroughly. He thrusts in hard, holding. "Come. NOW." And I explode all around Him, seeing stars. My pussy juices are flowing out around His cock as He resumes pounding me. Using the bar to hold Himself steady, He pushes His cock deeper and deeper. Then He stops and pulls out, abruptly. I groan. He reaches for something and I feel the smooth wood of the paddle rubbing the backs of my legs. I feel a swell of air and the paddle lands firmly on my ass cheek, making me call out. M groans and then strikes the other cheek with the paddle. With my legs held up by the spreader bar, the skin of my ass is stretched tight so the pain is burning a hole in me. I pull it inward and my cunt floods. I hear a quiet snap of a bottle being opened and I feel the warm liquid as He drips it onto me. Using His fingers, He rubs it in, teasing my puckered hole, sticking a finger halfway in. I moan with deep-seeded need. M removes His hand and I feel Him place the smooth handle of the wooden paddle at the entrance to my ass. Slowly, He pushes the handle in. I groan as the foreign object climbs inside of me a centimeter at a time. "Hold the bar, cunt. If you drop it, I will fuck your face and then leave." I moan and reach for the bar, holding it to my chest. He starts pumping the paddle in and out of my anus. His breathing increases; He loves using me in this way. Pulling and pushing the toy, I can feel His gaze burn on my cunt even though I cannot see Him. I start to climb again and suddenly, I hear the sound of His hand jerking His cock, the sound of His balls slapping with each tug. He's masturbating to the sight of the paddle fucking my ass. This sends me over the edge and I start to cum again. Just as my pussy starts contracting, I hear M cry out and I feel thick ribbons of hot, thick cum shoot all over my pussy and ass. As I come down from the high of orgasm, I realize He's removed the toy from my ass, but is still sitting on the bed. I feel His fingers scoop up His cum from my cunt and move them to my mouth. "Open, you cum loving whore." I oblige and suck each drop of His delicious cum off His fingers. M feeds me over and over until I'm clean of His semen. "Good Girl." He unhooks the spreader bar and moves my legs down straight again. I feel Him rise from the bed and hear Him putting His clothes back on. Without another word, He leaves and I hear the front door closing a few moments later. I relax. I can still taste His salty cum on my tongue. I lick my lips and wonder what M may have in store for me next time and smile. Good Girl Pt. 03 I'm disappointed by the short email. "Meetings. No time today. Be a Good Girl." I sigh and close the laptop. I straighten my shoulders and set about the tasks for the day. I make the bed and gather the laundry. I start cleaning the kitchen and while I'm unloading the dishwasher, my mind wanders to the last time M visited. My ass and hips were still tender from the paddle. I was blindfolded, on my back, with my hands secured tightly together above my head. He had been teasing me mercilessly with a finger vibe and I spoke out of turn, begging Him to fuck me. M stopped abruptly. I could feel His cold displeasure burning my skin. He reached down and flipped me onto my stomach in one swift motion. "You will count." The first strike was a sharp blow to my ass cheek; the second to my right hip; the third where my leg meets my ass on the other side. I shakily counted each one, absorbing the pain deep into my pussy, until He had struck me 10 times. I could feel my cunt gushing juice all over my closed thighs. "Now, I will fuck you for my pleasure only. If you cum before I say to, we will start all over again." Still on my stomach, my legs straight between His, M spread me open and entered my burning pussy from behind. He started pumping in and out, quickly. Pounding my body, making my cunt tighten around His hard cock. Higher and higher I climbed, wetness flowing out and down His balls. He grunted. "Now." I exploded all around Him, my pussy contracting and my body convulsing. He pulled out quickly and I felt the warm ropes of cum hitting my ass, soothing the burning the paddle left behind. "Good Girl." Remembering makes my panties damp. I have to distract myself with something else. I grab my iPod and headphones, turn some music on and start wiping down the kitchen table. I see movement out of the corner of my eye. I turn and see M standing there. I gasp and instantly my body relaxes submissively, my eyes cast to the floor. "I don't have much time." I can barely hear Him through the music playing in my ears. M strides over to me and turns my body. He shoves me so that I'm bent over the kitchen table, my tits flattening onto the hard surface. He reaches around and undoes the button of my jeans, opens the zipper, and yanks them down to mid-thigh, taking my thong with them. He places His legs directly behind mine, pining me. M takes my hands and tightly holds them to the small of my back, using one hand. The places His other hand on my cheek, holding my face to the table. He enters my cunt in one smooth thrust. I'm wet from the fantasies earlier, so it's an easy entry. M roughly fucks my pussy, causing my clit to rub against the corner of the table. The feeling is so intense; I know I won't be able to hold back for long. Each drive seems to be in sync with the music in my ears. He shoves his cock in and out of me, urgently, His balls slapping against me. I feel Him swelling and this sends me over the edge. I cry out and cum violently. M buries His penis into my cunt one last time and I feel the pulsing of His ejaculation. After a beat, M lets go of my hands. He reaches and pulls one of the ear-buds out of my ear. "Good Girl." And then M leaves. Good Girl Pt. 04 The key had been on the nightstand with a note, when I woke this morning. It was a regular key, with a plastic, diamond shaped ornament on the key ring. The diamond had a number on it. Hastily scribbled on the note were an address and a time. As I stand in front of the door marked 112, my skirt gently moves in the breeze. I adjust the small bag on my shoulder and take a deep breath. I place the key in the lock and turn. It takes my eyes a minute to adjust to the darkness inside. The shades are drawn. I look into the room and see M sitting in a cheap armchair in the corner. "Come in and shut the door." I do as I am told. The room smells of wet carpet and stale cigarette smoke. I keep my body submissive and lower my eyes. "Walk to the bed and strip slowly." I step to the bed and drop the bag onto the orange and red patterned quilt. I pull one strap of my sundress down my arm, then the other. The silky fabric leaves a trail blazing down my skin as it drops to the floor. I am completely naked underneath, my nipples erect with anticipation. I hear Him stand and walk behind me. Roughly, He bends me over, exposing me. He rubs His hand lazily over my wet pussy and tight ass. Suddenly, He slaps my cunt, making me gush. "Only dirty whores get fucked in fleabag motels." M shoves 2 fingers deep into my anus without warning. I groan. He slowly starts fucking me with his fingers. My pussy juice is dripping down my thighs. "You are only good as a receptacle for My cum, you worthless slut." I moan with need. M quickly removes His fingers and spins me around. He pushes my shoulders down so I'm sitting on the edge of the bed. "But first, I'm going to fuck that sweet, dick-sucker." I barely have time to open my mouth before His zipper is down and M is driving His thick, hard cock almost down my throat. I gag and he withdraws a bit. He grabs my hair with one hand and shoves Himself over my tongue again. Cruelly, he begins to pound my face with his smooth shaft. I gag again, over and over, making my mouth water. My spit is running onto His balls. M pulls out of my gaping mouth, just as suddenly as He entered. Still holding my hair, He pulls me to standing and then pushes me onto the nasty bed facedown. I hear him unzip the bag I brought. He finds what He needs immediately. "Hands." I position my arms behind my back and M deftly ties my wrists together tightly with the silk scarf. I hear His pants falling to the floor. After a few seconds, He is on the bed beside me. He puts a blindfold over my eyes. I am gasping with pleasure and before I can stop myself, I beg Him to fuck my pussy. Everything stops. There is no sound in the room except dripping water from somewhere in the bathroom. My stomach drops and my heartbeat quickens. He grabs my hair with one hand and pulls my head back, painfully. "Depraved sluts do not get what they ask for; they do what they are told." M lifts my hips with His other hand, so I'm on my knees, my face planted firmly on the bed. I hear Him spit and feel it on my ass hole. I gasp. He positions the head of His cock at the entrance of my anus and with one sharp thrust He is deep inside of me. I cry out at the assault. He groans His pleasure. M starts slamming my ass persistently. His balls are slapping my clit. I can feel Him rub my G-spot, through the thin wall separating my cunt from my anus, with every onslaught. I will not be able to stop myself from cumming. M must feel my insides clenching, searching for release, because He picks up speed, pounding me. I feel His cock swell deep in my ass and it sends me to the edge. "Come." I cry out loudly, my body convulsing with desire. I see stars and lose all feeling in my body. M grunts and blows his load far into my tight ass hole. He lets go of my hair, pulls out and wipes his cock on the side of my hip. He unties the silk scarf and He stands. As I'm catching my breath, I hear him put His pants back on. M strides to the door and opens it. He takes a deep breath. "Good Girl." The door closes and I'm alone.