2 comments/ 8599 views/ 1 favorites Her Sir By: Honiahaka12 Caroline smiled as she stood in front of the mirror, her hands on her hips. The woman staring back was wearing a green sweater and an almost too short skirt. Her mind played random scenes from the evening that was about to unfold. She was meeting her Sir again for their normal date. His email with her was short, but told her exactly what he wanted her to wear, something skanky. She ran around her house quickly tidying up and finishing the laundry. She got dressed, her fingers nervously pulling her stockings up to her thighs. Her initial thought was, "damn.. I look sexy..." but now that time was dwindling down, all she could think about was pleasing him. The doorbell rang and her eyes shot up to the clock, He was right on time. She ran her fingers through her already neat hair and closed her eyes as she stood at the door. One deep breath and she opened it. He was standing there with flowers in his hands. She smiled and stepped aside, offering him to come inside. He shook his head and handed her the flowers, "No time for that, we have dinner reservations and then the movie. Dinner went as expected, they ate and chatted quietly. He asked about her day and she asked about his. "I noticed you followed my orders," He said with a grin as the waiter came to refill their drinks. The blush on her face couldn't get any redder. She stammered a response, "I.. I like this skirt.. and.. uhm... thank you." They left the restaurant in his car, her tummy had butterflies as he pulled into an empty parking lot. He looked at his watch and then back to her. "We have about 30 minutes before the movie starts. I figured we could have a little fun.. and then if you're good.. then maybe your night will end on a happy note.." She blushed and nodded silently, loving the idea of this man touching her. He chuckled at her shyness and put his hand on her thigh, pressing upward and causing her skirt to ride up. His fingers slide to the inside of her thigh, feeling upward. "Oh dear.. you've been quite good.. shaved and no panties.. just like I asked.. such a good girl." The man leaned over and gave her a kiss, his lips firm against hers. Caroline sighed against His lips, her arms snaking around his neck as his fingers slid to her mound. His thumb promptly found her little nub and his fingers slid teasingly up and down her slit, playing with her labia. She moaned into his mouth, groaning as his fingers slid into her hot wanting sex. He chuckled against their kiss, fingers sliding in and out of her slowly. Suddenly he removed his hand and looked at her downfallen face. "Don't worry my dear.. don't worry at all.. I have something that is going to make you squirm during our movie." He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small silver object. "This dear.. is a bullet.. and I'm going to put it into you." Without a word from her, he moved his hand down and the small bullet was pressed inside her wet walls. He grinned and pulled out a small remote from his pocket, Caroline tilted her head and opened her mouth to ask what it was, but a vibration suddenly shut her up. "I... oh!," her lips closed and she started to moan deeply, her head tilting back slowly. "Mmm good, heh," he said as his hand grasped her throat and pushed her tightly against the window of the car, he leaned in and growled into her ear, "If I catch you cumming.. you WILL get punished tonight..." Caroline gasped and nodded slowly, knowing that he wasn't playing at all. She closed her legs as her wetness throbbed slowly, making her moan quietly from the feeling of the bullet moving inside her. He let her throat go and turned back to drive, heading to the movie theater. As they watched the movie, he held her hand and leaned over to whisper into her ear. "How do you feel pet? Everyone is sitting around you and you are soaking wet... does it make you frightened? I can practically smell the arousal." She blushed and moved around in her seat. He noticed her moving and pressed another button, making the bullet vibrate even faster. Her reaction made him smile evilly. She gasped and moved again, the feeling causing her so many pleasures. Her eyes went wide as she held back the building pleasures that were coursing through her. Her breathing started to get more rapid as she held onto the side of the chair and squeezed his hand, he abruptly turned the vibe off and listened to her whimper. She had come so close and he denied her. Once the movie was over, they headed back out to his car. He had parked a long ways in the back and as she walked around to the passenger side, her grabbed her by the throat and pushed her into the car face first. His hand slid up her skirt and he started to rub her clit vigorously, growling into her ear from behind, "did my pet like the movie?" She nodded and moaned, her legs spreading for him. His hips pressed against her, she could feel the bulge in his pants pressing against her bottom. "Mm good, I'm going to take you home and I'm going to fuck you senseless." She gasped as his fingers left her clit and pulled her skirt back down. The drive home was quick for both of them, Caroline's mind was racing with the thoughts of what he was going to do to her. The car came to a halt in front of her home, they got out and he went to the back of the car. Caroline watched him pull a black bag out of his trunk and proceeded to walk with her to the door. As soon as they were inside, he grabbed her by the hair and she was pressed up against the door. Their lips mashed together in a passionate embrace, his hands seemed to explore every crevice of her body before moving away from her. Caroline remained against the door, panting and calming herself. He chuckled and looked back at her, motioning with a finger for her to come closer. She took a few steps forward and he smiled warmly, pointing towards her bedroom. Without a sound she walked to the door and opened it, stepping inside with him following quickly behind her. "Get undressed." He said as he moved across the room, setting his bag on the bed. He turned his back to her and started rummaging through some things, Caroline leaned over to see what exactly he was doing. The man turned his head and saw that she hadn't done as he asked, a frown formed on his lips as he turned around. Before she knew it, he had his hand around her throat and she was kneeling on the ground in front of him, "Do not make me tell you again slut, I said GET UNDRESSED." His powerful words made her tremble in her flesh, she winced and nodded slowly. He turned her loose and she fell forward, embarrassed. Quickly she stood and started to remove her blouse with trembling fingers. Her hips wiggled to a fro as she slide off the skirt, her hands moved behind her back as she watched him. When he turned around this time, there was a smile of satisfaction on his lips. "See now, there's a good girl. Come here, crawl to me." At once she was on her knees, crawling to him like a dog. He smiled and places his hand on her cheek and stroked softly, his other hand behind his back. "Now then my pet, I have a surprise for you." Caroline looked up to see him bring his hidden hand forward, in it was a shiny collar with purple diamonds placed neatly around it. Her eyes went wide with tears as she smiled happily up at him, "Sir.. it's so beautiful.." His hands moved from her cheek to her neck, thumb running in a circle there. They sat there in silence for a moment, his eyes watching her as she looked up at him. She was everything he wanted and he was her whole world, he could see it in her eyes when she looked at him. "Would you like me to put it on you my love?" She nodded very quickly and lifted her hair, the cool leather wrapped around her neck and made her shiver with joy. She heard the clasp lock and saw a key dangle in front of her face. "You are mine now. I hold the key that sets you free," his eyes darted from the collar to her eyes, they were shining with tears. Caroline sniffled and wiped away the tears. He leaned down slowly and lifted her chin to look at him, his lips covered hers in a soft and sweet kiss. She melted in his grasp, knowing that this was the only man that made her feel this way. His fingers slide down from her throat to her breasts, toying with her nipples as they kissed. She arched into his fingers, breasts lifting into his hands. She was willing to give herself to him fully. He pulled away from her lips as she let out a little whimper, "Get on the bed, you're going to please me." She was on the bed in a few seconds, kneeling and waiting for him to come over. He tossed the bag to the side and undressed in front of her. She watched as every little bit of his skin became visible, her eyes darting down as he dropped his pants and boxers. His member was already half hard from the play earlier. He leaned over and pulled a few things out of the bag, including the remote from before. She trembled as she recognized several of the toys, including the butt plug that caused a whimper from her lips. "Now now dear pet, I won't be using it on you tonight, "he smiled as her body relaxed at his words. Tossing the butt plug aside he laid down on the bed and looked at her, without a word she moved over to him. Her fingers ran along his thigh until they met his shaft and slowly wrapped themselves around his thickness. She looked at him as she started to slowly stroke his length, it twitched against her palm and she leaned in to peck the head of his shaft. He pushed his hips upward, pressing his member into her mouth with a sigh of satisfaction whilst the wiggling of her ass attracted his gaze, his hands wandered up the back of her thigh, palm sliding over her crotch with a chuckle. "Still wet I see pet..." Caroline let out a soft moan on his shaft as her tongue pressed to his flesh. She moved her head quickly, her lips staying tight on his shaft as she grinded her mouth on him. Her hips grinded against his hand slowly as she let out a cute giggle. He dragged her hips closer, until he was sliding one of her legs over his body, whistling appreciatively as his fingers teased at her slit slowly, his fingers slid in and pressed against the little bullet lodged inside, "Aww, what a shame it isn't buzzing..." he murmured with a grin, breaking off with a groan as he pushed into her, the rock solid flesh of his shaft pressing firmly into her mouth and the back of her throat. She moved her legs, licking at his shaft as she pulled away for a moment to look back at him with a soft smile. "mm Sir I would love it if you would turn it on.." She gave him a little wink and returned her mouth to his member, sucking on the head. She moaned softly as his fingers press inside, her walls gripping at his fingers. She felt the buzzing as soon as the words left her mouth, her body trembled slowly as she took in the new sensations. His eyes glanced up and with a chuckled he moved his fingers against the bullet, making it move back and forth in her walls. "Be careful pet, I might just cum in your mouth and be done with it." He smiled at her actions, his fingers dove in and out of her hole as they pressed the bulled even deeper. His thumb meandered forward to her clit, rubbing in tight circles around it. He let out a growling moan as her head bobbed up and down on his shaft, making his hips grind up into her mouth. Caroline moved her hips slowly, letting out a moan as the pressure on her clit made her lips tighten as his fingers amused themselves inside. Her mouth worked up and down on his shaft, moving faster as she snaked a hand down to cup his balls. Her thumb was pressed against his scrotum, adding a new feeling as she continued her movements. The man growled out suddenly and slipped her leg back over his frame, letting it slide to the side before winding his fingers through her hair, dragging her upwards and away from his shaft with a faint sigh of relief. "I can't take it anymore pet, I'm going to fuck you now," he muttered softly, releasing her locks and standing swiftly, glancing down at her hips and licking his lips thoughtfully. A yelp escaped from her lips as he pulls her hair roughly, she looked up at him and followed his gaze downward. A smile formed on her lips and she wiggled her hips, purring teasingly at him. "How would you like me positioned sir?" Her head tilted to the side as she waited for his orders. His foot slid between her thighs, widening her legs ever so slightly before he reached down to give her ass a sharp smack. Smirking, he pushed his hands down her back, curving it into a graceful arc before reaching her neck, turning her head lightly to the side, and pressing her cheek to the floor. "Such a beautiful creature, all mine." She bit her lower lip, her legs spread obediently and her back arched downward. Her ass high in the air as she wiggled her bum for him. She blushed in the position, her hands resting under her head as she settled down. A breeze blew between her legs, making her close them instinctively. The man slinked one of his legs over her own as he leaned down, letting a finger trail over the puckered hole of her ass before travelling along her slit, a slight coo to his lips as he watched her blush, the finger closely followed by his member, teasing at her slit with the hard length of his shaft. His fingers drove into her wet lips, fishing for the little buzzing bullet and pulling it free. He tossed it over his shoulder and resumed his torturing teasing. She gasped softly and gave a little whimper at the feeling of his shaft so close to her throbbing entrance. She lifted her hips more, giving him the best view of her wet lips. Her body trembled all over with excitement as she waited for his length, wanting it so very badly. After what seemed like a decade, he pushed his shaft inside of her wet lips and filled her cunt, a gasp rolling over his lips as the pleasure resumed over his member, his hands instinctively grasping her hips and using them as leverage off of which to base his rough thrusts, wasting no time in pounding himself into her. His pet writhed on the bed in front of him, her hands balling into fists. She groaned out and gasped as he suddenly filled her and starts pounding away at her tight hole. Her arms moved out in front of her, clawing at the ground as pleasures washed over her. His cock packed her deeply with each thrust in, making her body bounce. One of his hands slid down the length of her back, ever so slowly curling his fingers around her neck and pinning her into place as his hips slapped away at her ass, delighting at her reactions of pleasure. His other hand twisted around one of her thighs and gripped her mound possessively, each thrust causing his balls to slap against her clit in an impact of pleasure while he let out a loose lipped groan. Caroline cried out into the bed sheets, moaning with passion at each hard thrust. Her body lurched forward as his hips slammed into her cunt. She panted softly and moaned, arching and holding onto the sheets as he holds her down. A shiver ran up her spine as the head of his cock smashed into that sweet spot deep inside her walls, causing her to cry out in pleasure. Her breathing became more ragged as he drilled into her, making her pleasures build already as he roughly fucked her. His fingers squeezed around her neck, pinching at her airway while he leaned above her, his body looming over her own disturbed only by the ferocious thrust of his hips that slammed his flesh inside of her over and over again. "My pet, I was thinking I'd cum inside of you, let you feel the warm liquid of my seed drip down your thighs. Depositing my pleasure into your fuckhole and showing you that I own you fully," he growled huskily into her ear. The woman gasped for air, managing to whisper out softly. "Fuck.. yes.. cum in me..Sir.. please," she shivered all over at the thought, arching her back down as she whimpered under his fingers. Her walls gripped at his shaft, holding onto it as her pleasures build to a peak and she teetered on the edge. She held back her climax, waiting for his command. "Not quite yet, my pet," he whispered, his hand between rigorously spanked at her clit between thrusts, the alternation of his balls and fingers hitting the same spot. He watched her with an eagle like gaze as her body arched and squirmed beneath him. His hand clamped a little firmer around her neck, holding her in place. He smirked at the amazing control she had over her own pleasures as she sat on the edge for him. Her yelps and whimpers got louder, her body trembled all over and she wondered know how much more she could take as the sharp smacks made her hips buck. She quieted her whimpers and arched more under him, the pleasures making her eyes roll to the back of her head. Her arousal built as he slammed into her, the wet slick sounds being heard as he banged into her again and again. She tried to clear her mind and think of anything else but her orgasm. "Cum for me," he growled, hammering his hips into her a few final time before his pleasure overtook him, the thick strands of cum fired from his tip and filled her with the viscous liquid, each twitch of his member filled her with more of his seed. Groaning, he releases himself into her and crouched over her hips. His hand clenched possessively around her throat. She gasped for air, not caring at that moment that she couldn't breathe. She heard the heavenly words and her body let the release happen. Her hips bucked and she moaned out hoarsely, her walls clamping on his erupting cock. She cried out in pleasures, her body taking in the climax. She grunted and rode the orgasm out as it washed over in wave upon wave through her body. She closed her eyes as it started to subside, still gasping for air as his hand cuts her air off fully. He loosened his grip on her neck, panting as he thrust a few times into her, pleasure slowly subsiding as he observed her writhing form beneath him. Grinning, he removed himself from her cunt, chuckling as he spoke, "You are such a delightful little toy aren't you?" Caroline blushed deeply, taking in the air that she missed. She sighed ever so softly, staying still as the juices oozed from her used hole. His fingers moved over the hole, catching some of the juices and placing them against her lips. She obediently opened her mouth and licked at the juices, letting out a soft moan at the salty mixture. His arms wound around her and pulled her close to him as he laid down on the bed. She smiled softly and let out a purr of satisfaction, her fingers moving to her neck and toying with the collar there. "Yes pet, you are mine now.. are you ready for round two?" She gave a little whimper as her throbbing walls ached a little at the thought. He chuckled and rested his hands on her tummy, sighing as he fell asleep. Caroline laid awake, playing with the collar and thinking to herself about the wonderful man that had just claimed her for his. Their future was going to be very interesting, he was her first Sir after all. Her Sister I would like to point out that the first incident was not my fault. I was visiting my girlfriend at her house and both her mother and sister were home. Dianne and I were going out, but Dianne wanted to change clothes first so she dumped my in the family room and went off to change. So there I was, sitting back and minding my own business when in waltzed Dianne's little sister, Kerry. She just came prancing into the room, naked as a jaybird, not noticing that I was there giving her a very appreciative once over. When I say little sister, that doesn't mean smaller. Kerry was nineteen, had a very nice pair of breasts, (I could now guarantee that) and her figure left nothing to be desired. She was also freshly shaven. Fair's fair. She was naked and female and I was male and looking. Looking with a great deal of appreciation, I might add. Anyway, Kerry goes dancing over to this tallboy over against one wall and bent over to get something out of one of the drawers. How I refrained from whipping out my phone and filming her I don't know. Maybe the thought of the way Dianne would make me eat the phone helped. Kerry found what she was looking for and turns to leave and that's when she spotted me, looking her over and laughing. (Laughing quietly, maybe, but laughing.) She just gasped and froze on the spot, staring at me. And for the life of me I couldn't decide if that look was the look the cobra gives the mouse when they see each other or the look the mouse gives the cobra. I just got up out of the chair and strolled over to her. I weighed her breasts in my hands, stroking her nipples while I did so. Then I reached down and cupped her mound, squeezing it gently. I sighed and stepped back. "Run along Kerry," I told her. "If Dianne or your mother come along they will not be pleased and I'm quite sure that they will blame me." I gave her a pat on the bottom and Kerry fled. I didn't see her again as she stayed in her room until Dianne came down and we went out. It was Friday of the next week before I saw Kerry again. I rocked up at Dianne's place at the nominated time and her mother admitted me. Dianne's parents were actually on the way out at the time. "Dianne's not here yet," her mother told me, which didn't really shock me. She was often late. "We're going out but you can wait inside. You'll find Kerry in the kitchen." So I wandered in, hands in my pocket, and headed for the kitchen. I said hi to Kerry and then watched in amusement as she blushed, remembering our previous encounter. I hadn't forgotten it either. Kerry was hanging up the house-phone when I entered the kitchen. Despite the blush she maintained her cool. "Good evening, Paul," she said. "That was Dianne on the phone. She got stuck at work doing some last minute things and is only just leaving now. She won't be home for about an hour. Um, you'll probably be bored just sitting around here waiting for her. You might like to go home and I'll get her to give you a call when she gets home." I considered that suggestion for a good half second before rejecting it. "No, I'll be fine," I told her. "I know how to keep myself occupied." Kerry was fresh home from work herself and still in her office clothes, a white blouse and a neat, dark-blue skirt. She'd want to change out of them into something more casual but it was possible she might feel a little inhibited by my presence, especially after her performance of the previous week. I considered it my duty to help her in this dilemma. I crossed over to her and started undoing the buttons on her blouse. Kerry just stood there for a second and I was working on the third button before she seemed to catch on to what was going on. "Paul," she squawked, "what do you think you're doing? Cut it out." Kerry started trying to push my hands away but it didn't seem to me that she was trying too hard. She was also protesting loudly, but not making any effort to do up the buttons I'd already undone. The result was that Kerry was always protesting my opening the next button with a steady trail of undone buttons above my busy little fingers. With the last button done I brushed her blouse off her shoulders, pushing it down her arms. Kerry was still complaining but that blouse slipped off awfully easily. After that I turned her around and unclipped her bra, pushing the straps over her shoulders. Kerry gave a little more resistance to losing her bra, but still not nearly enough to show she was serious. I tossed Kerry's bra onto the table to join her blouse while she stood there glaring at me. (Breasts on full display. She wasn't even pretending to hide them.) "Well done, Paul," she snapped. "And just what was that little display of machismo meant to demonstrate?" "Now, really, Kerry," I protested. "You know I don't go in for displays of machismo. I was just helping you out of your blouse because I wanted to kiss them." And that's what I proceeded to do. I hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her towards me and buried my face in her breasts. My mouth closed over a nipple and started sucking on it, teasing it with my teeth and tongue. Kerry gasped and grabbed my hair and tried to pull me away from her breasts. Or was she holding me there? It was a bit hard to tell but the no, no, no, she was muttering was rather negated by the fact that her hands were tangled in my hair and she didn't seem to be pulling. While I was chewing on her breasts my hands got busy again. Kerry was spending so much effort protesting about the attention I was paying her breasts that she didn't seem to register that I'd undone the fastenings on her skirt. She woke up fast enough once I slid my hands under her skirt's waistband and started pushing downwards. Even more so when she found that I managed to collect her panties on the way past. "Stop acting the fool, Paul," she protested, but she still stepped out of her panties and skirt when they hit the floor. While I picked up the skirt and panties and tossed them onto the table, Kerry backed away from me. "OK," she said breathlessly. "You win this one. You've managed to see me naked again. Now I'm going to go and get dressed." I started moving closer to her and Kerry backed right up to the kitchen table. She leaned back over it, hands going back and bracing her against the table. I don't know if she realised it but she was presenting to me very nicely. I unzipped and took out my erection, still watching Kerry. Her eyes flicked down to my cock, she swallowed and then looked back at me. "You're not really going to try and use that on me, are you?" she asked, sounding rather breathless. She didn't wait for an answer, just transferring her gaze back down to where my erection was fast approaching her pussy. Even as Kerry watched she could see my cock sliding between her legs and could feel it pressing against her slit. "Oh, my, goooood," she squealed as my cock first pressed against her slit and then pushed in as her lips yielded right of way. That gooood she was drawing out lasted from the initial entry past her lips until my cock was all the way inside her. I was quite impressed. I was also not surprised to find that she wasn't a sweet blushing virgin having her first taste of cock. She knew what one was and, the way she closed around mine, she knew what to do with one once it was in her. "You shouldn't be doing this," she told me as we started to move against each other. (The position she was in gave her quite a decent purchase, allowing her to really thrust her hips forward to meet my incoming drive.) "I never said you could do this." What a liar. The way she presented herself to me was nothing short of a written invitation, but I didn't point this out, not being suicidally inclined. "You didn't actually say that I couldn't," I said, feeling that this answer was safe. "But you didn't ask," she gasped. (The gasp was because I gave a little twist as I was driving into her.) "You're supposed to ask." "If I'd asked, you might have felt that you had to say no, and I didn't think that would be fair to either of us. Too late now. More action, less talk." Kerry seemed to agree with that as she proceeded to very energetically provide some action. It was fortunate that the table was up against a wall because if it hadn't been I'd have pushed it there, I was hitting Kerry so hard. We were both throwing ourselves against the other, hard and fast, and in addition I had Kerry's sweet breasts in my hand, mauling then unconscionably, but with no protest from Kerry who was clawing my shoulders, trying to draw me even closer to her. We hammered against each other for what seemed a very long time, all of it blissful and full of feeling. When it finally ended and we both settled down from our respective finishes we were both too pooped to say a word. We just stood there, me still inside Kerry, until finally I stirred. "You had better have a shower and get dressed before Dianne comes home," I ventured, and Kerry just sighed and nodded. She vanished into the bathroom and I tidied myself and went into the family room and turned on the TV. Then Dianne turned up, way ahead of schedule. She'd got a lift home, she said. She'd just go and change and be right with me. She was heading to her room when Kerry came out of the bathroom, naked. "Damn it, Kerry," I heard Dianne hiss. "You can't just waltz around naked while Paul is here. He might see you." "Well, it won't be the first time he's seen one of us naked, now would it," said Kerry, sounding bored about the whole subject. Maybe it wasn't, but I didn't think I'd be pushing too hard to get Dianne naked tonight. And if I did, I suspect that I'd be giving a demonstration of a long slow loving. I was beat.