0 comments/ 8455 views/ 1 favorites Master Wants to Play Ch. 01 By: mistyray I just received a phone call from my Master, he will be home shortly. He always calls before he leaves work, he likes when I wait by the door to greet him. I walk to the front door and get into waiting position; I kneel naked, legs spread apart, hands clasped behind my back, head bowed. My mind is clear of all thoughts; the only task I focus on is not moving. A short while later my ears pick up a faint sound and as it gets closer I hear the distinct engine of Master's Motorcycle. My heart skips a beat only to start beating faster, a shiver of excitement runs through my body; I know it will only be a few more moments before my Master is home. The Roar of his Harley fills the driveway and then...silence. I take a deep breath and I can feel my pussy contract in anticipation, my Master's heavy Biker Boots pound up to the entrance, the door opens and your powerful presence fills the doorway. You pause for a moment, taking in the sight of your slave, your beloved pet. I wait with bated breath as you come closer and stop right in front of me; I can smell the distinct scent of leather and the essence that is uniquely yours. After what seems like an eternity you finally bend down, grasp the back of my neck and pull me up, I stand still, not looking at you. "Hello Master," I whisper my greeting, all too aware of your hand gripping me tightly. You get close to my face and reply softly, "hello my pet." I start to tremble as your lips grind down hard on mine, your tongue invades my mouth and you stake your claim with this kiss. I relish in your power, your scent and my heart pounds uncontrollably now; I know that when you kiss me like this you want to play. My nipples tingle at the thought and my pussy is throbbing. You take a step back and with one finger you lift up my chin; this is my cue that I am now allowed to look at you. I raise my eyes and the sight of you dressed in Leather takes my breath away. Strong Jeans clad legs incased in leather chaps, white T-shirt and black leather vest that frames your powerful chest. Black Boots and a black leather Jacket completes the picture of a Man confident in his Dominance. After I help take off your Jacket and Boots, I once again stand, head bowed, waiting for instructions. You take my hand and lead me down the hall to a door, I tremble; knowing behind this door is our favorite room. I follow you inside; you tell me to stand still while you prepare for play time. I can feel moisture seeping from my pussy; I can smell my arousal, nipples drawn tight and hard against my breasts. I breathe deeply, trying to calm my agitated mind. You step back into my line of sight and without warning slap my breasts...hard. A jolt of pure electricity runs from my breasts straight to my pussy, I can feel liquid running down my thighs as you continue slapping my breasts and pinching my nipples. The pain and the pleasure become one, I close my eyes... "Open your eyes slut, look at me," Your Order penetrates through me. I open my eyes and watch you, your face a mask of concentration, you look so powerful, so much in control and I wonder if you are affected by all this. I glance down and I can tell by the bulge made prominent by your chaps that you are. A sudden stab of pain snaps my attention back as you attach clamps to my already over sensitized nipples. The pain is exquisite and a fresh rush of moisture bursts from my pussy. I want you so bad now, I want to kneel before you and worship your cock; with a sigh of relief I see you reaching for your chaps and jeans. I want to help you but was not given permission to move, you take off your clothes and seeing you naked does unspeakable things to my mind and body. As you sit in your chair you signal me to kneel on the floor between your legs. You slide forward a bit, your cock is so hard, your testicles tight against your body. I look at you and with a nod you give me permission to touch. I bend forward, one hand encircling your shaft, sliding up and down, enjoying the feel of hard steel surrounded by the soft velvet of your skin. I can see liquid escaping from your slit and swipe my tongue across to lick it up, I slide my tongue along your cock, draw one testicle deep into my mouth and suck on it; then do the same to the other. "Suck my cock slave," you suddenly growl at me, and I rush to follow your Orders. Opening wide, I take your cock into my mouth, I swivel my tongue around the broad head then gliding down along your shaft taking as much of you as I can. I feel your hand grab my hair holding me in place, you start moving my head showing me the rhythm you like and I comply. My hand gently massages your balls and I can feel you trying to hold back. I increase the pace, licking, sucking, my mouth a vacuum of pleasure. Your hand tightens in my hair, the pain keeping me focused on my task as I suck harder. Your cock stiffens more, your testicles drawn impossibly tight against your body now and I know you're close. I use my hand and mouth in tandem and then with a guttural groan you lets loose spurt after spurt of hot cum deep down my throat. I swallow it all, trying not to miss a drop. Your grip loosens and with a final swipe of my tongue I make sure you're clean. My pussy is soaked; I can't wait to see what else you have planned for me. As you stand up, you pull me with you and with a shiver of anticipation you lead me to the spanking bench. Master Wants to Play Ch. 02 The sight of the bench almost makes my knees crumble; I am in awe of its design, the purpose clear by the head, arm and leg supports and the straps in strategic places. You remove the Nipple Clamps; the pain brings a fresh trickle of moisture from my pussy. "Get on the bench," Your Order is short and I scramble to follow it. I climb up and place my legs on the end, my head comes to rest on a small cushion and my arms are in front of me. You buckle my legs tight, then you take my arms and stretch them out to the sides and you strap them in as well. You adjust my position so my ass is in the air, the perfect angle for what you have in mind. Cool air hits my ass and pussy, but it does nothing to soothe the heat inside me. I quiver at the thought of your powerful touch, you step away, but with my head down I can't see what you're doing. Thoughts and images run through my mind, will you use your hand? The Paddle? The crop? My pussy is dripping in anticipation and it seems an eternity until you come up behind me. You stop, I wait, heart beating uncontrollably, the suspense unbearable...then suddenly a sharp sting across my ass cheek...the Cane! My scream is muffled by the cushion and I hear your sharp voice, "don't make a sound or I will gag you, slut!" When you call me by that name I know you will not give me a second chance, so I try to concentrate on the next blow. I wait but you decide to play, you lightly smack my ass and thighs, I start to relax into them, then another jolt of pain hits my ass as you smack me with force. I try not to scream but the pain is excruciating, the sound escapes my mouth before I can hold it back. Tears of frustration fill my eyes...I did not please my Master. "I told you not to make a sound, slut." My head jerks up when you grab my hair...your voice is harsh and strained. Hot tears run down my cheeks and I plead, "please Master, your slut is sorry, Master, please, not the gag..." You quiet me with another jerk of my hair; you stuff the ball gag in my mouth and secure it behind my head. I hate wearing it, but I deserve it for not pleasing you. You move behind me again and proceed to give me five blows with the cane in short succession. The pain is agonizing, but even so my ass stings like hell I can feel my pussy flowing with liquid. I wish that you would fuck me now, I am beyond coherent thought; all I want is to be fucked. As if you can read my mind you stop and stroke across my stinging ass cheeks, soothing the welts with your touch. "Your ass looks beautiful, my pet, I love putting my Mark on you." You continue your stroking, your hand moves down and starts rubbing my pussy, I moan but the sound is muffled through the ball gag. I can feel your fingers dipping into my dripping pussy, stroking in and out, your other hand comes around and pinches my clit. The sensation of pain and pleasure is exquisite; I am so close to cumming, but I already disappointed you once, so I hold back. Your fingers leave my opening only to be replaced by your cock and in one move you thrust deep inside my soaked cunt, and I splinter to pieces. With forceful strokes you pound in and out of my throbbing pussy, groin and stomach hitting my still sore ass cheeks, bringing fresh pain to the surface. I can feel your fingers dig into my flesh, I try to match your strokes but I am too far gone and can only hang on as you assault my cunt. I savor every stoke, my pussy contracts trying to pull you deeper, your fingers on my clit, rubbing, pinching, your cock ruthlessly using my pussy, your voice penetrates my lust induced foggy mind...I listen and hear you shout, "Cum now, pet, cum!" and I let go... liquid bursts from my pussy, I hear you shout as you pump your essence deep inside me. You step away and unbuckle me from the bench, I try to stand up but my legs give out beneath me and you lift me up in your strong arms. You carry me to a low Divan put me down gently and lay down beside me; you cover us both with a blanket and we rest a while. As I close my eyes a smile creeps onto my face, I know the reason why you didn't just carry me into the bedroom... we are not done playing yet. Master Wants to Play Ch. 03 I fall asleep in your arms, a little sore still from the caning. After a while I wake up, listening to your breathing, your eyes are still closed, so I take the opportunity and explore. The sheet is laying low on your hips, your chest is moving in deep rhythm with your breath, I glide my hand over your nipples, feel them pebble beneath my touch. I lift myself up and swipe my tongue over one than the other, I move lower taking the sheet with me and just when I reach the object of my desire, a hand snakes out and grabs my wrist. Startled I look up; your eyes are open now, giving me a scolding look. I swallow hard, knowing that I did something I wasn't supposed to. You shake your head and say, "Are you allowed to touch me without asking, slave?" I whisper, "no, Master," realizing I upset you. You stand up, still holding my wrist and you pull me up until I stand in front of you. "On your knees, slave, and don't look at me until I tell you." Tears fill my eyes, I don't like when you're angry with me, so I kneel; head bowed and wait. What I can't see is that you're smiling softly as you walk away from me. I hear drawers and cupboards opening and wonder what you have planned. I shiver as you reach down to haul me up; your face is stern, full of control. "Come pet; we're not done playing yet," your voice sounds strong, and I follow blindly, trusting. Complaining won't do any good, unless I say the safe word, you will continue using me as you please. I'm a little afraid, not of you, but of what will happen, I am close to uttering the safe word when you stop in front of the Cross. A frisson of excitement runs down my spine, you take my wrists and shackle one by one to the top section and then you spread my legs to shackle them to the bottom. I stand with my back to you; I can feel my pussy contract and moisture seeping from it. Your hot breath caresses my neck, you whisper in my ear, "I love having you in this position, my little slave pet." Your hand slides down my back, only to land with a heavy smack on my ass cheek. I flinch, I can still feel the soreness, a blindfold is placed over my eyes and my world constricts to feelings and senses. You step back and when you come back you move my ass back, spread my cheeks and then you push a plug in my hole in one thrust. It hurts, you hardly used any lube, and I cry out. "Do you want me to gag you again?" Your harsh voice sends shudders through my body. I shake my head, not daring to make a sound. Something slides down my breasts, my back, my senses are open, searching, and then I know what it is, a flogger. My pussy clenches in anticipation, my hands grip the chain tighter, and I brace myself for the first impact. You start out soft, almost gentle, a sigh escapes my lips, then you slowly increase your strokes, I can feel the sting of the leather falls, the impact on my back and my ass cheeks releases a trickle of liquid from my pussy. The pain is almost extreme now, but I am far from using the safe word, I know I need this and I revel in the heat emitted by the flogging. The strokes slow down after a while; your hands gently soothe my sensitive skin, your fingers dip between my legs and push inside me. "You are so wet, my little pet, you love when I use you for my pleasure, don't you?" you softly whisper into my ear. I nod and whisper back, "yes, Master." You stroke a few more times, getting me to the brink of orgasm, I moan as you pull your fingers out, and then I feel the head of your cock teasing my pussy. You slide back and forth a couple of times, then with one smooth stroke you thrust deep inside me. My pussy clenches around your cock, so close to orgasm, you grab my nipples, pinching, twisting. My head falls back, my back arches into your strokes, you increase your thrusts, your cock so hot, so hard, one hand slides between my legs again, you grab hold of my clit, pinching and rubbing it mercilessly, pain, pleasure flows into one, I feel like passing out, then suddenly a shout, "CUM PET, CUM FOR YOUR MASTER!" With a loud moan I squirt hot liquid over your cock. I'm shaking, glad that I'm tied up, as you still thrust forcefully, but the rhythmic contractions of my pussy are too much for you, and with one last powerful stroke you cum deep inside me. We are both breathing heavy, you lean against me, trying to get yourself under control; you take the blindfold off me, my eyes blink at the brightness, still a bit dizzy, you untie me and my legs cave in. You sit on the floor with your back against the cross, and I snuggle up close beside you. I look at you, you nod, I wrap my arms around you and say, "thank you, Master." You kiss my forehead and smile, "are you tired, my pet?" "A little, Master." I whisper softly...but we both know that the night is far from over. Master Wants to Play Ch. 04 After a little while you allow me to go to the bathroom so I can get rid of the plug and when I come back you stand up and take my hand. "Come, little one." I follow you to a corner where you have a new toy set up. You throw the cover off and I gasp, you had talked about getting suspension equipment for our room, and seeing it now makes my heart beat faster. You guide me under the metal bars and proceed to attach straps to my wrists, then you continue to attach straps to my upper legs, I am now suspended a few feet off the ground, open, vulnerable. You walk around me straightening and tightening until it feels comfortable. You stroke my cheek and then you put the blindfold back over my eyes. "Ready to play, my little slave pet," you whisper huskily and I shiver in awareness. You don't wait for my reply, none is needed; I hear you move around the room and then you tell me, "I want you to concentrate and feel what I am doing." I frown a bit, but I nod, "yes, Master." As soon as the words were out of my mouth something hot hits my stomach, and I suck my breath in, it doesn't burn but the heat is very intense. You ask me, "do you know what it is, slave?" I shake my head at first; then I remember, I whisper, "candle wax, Master?" I can feel it harden as we talk. "Very good, pet," your voice sounds pleased as you drip more wax on my stomach and breasts. I moan; a moan that turns into a scream when the hot wax hits my nipples. Tears leak from under the blindfold and I plead, "oh, please Master, I didn't mean to scream, please don't gag me Master, I won't do it again." You chuckle, "shush pet, its okay, if I didn't want to hear you I would've gagged you from the start." Tears are still flowing, but I start to calm down. I can feel the wax hardening on my nipples, and tighten around them. More wax hit my stomach now making a trail to my pussy; I start to tremble, thinking, oh no, please stop, not there, but not a sound escapes me, I hold my breath, wait and then I scream again as the wax hits my pussy. The sensation is almost intolerable and I get dizzy. My breathing steadies as the wax cools and hardens. Through the haze I hear your voice, "are you with me, pet? It's almost over, I want you to stay very still for a few more minutes; can you do that, little one?" I breathe deeply and nod, "yes, Master, I am here and I will stay still Master." You get some ice cubes and rub them over the wax to make it easier to remove, the cold feels good on my skin. I feel a light scraping against my skin and it's a good thing I can't see that it is a knife you're using to lift the edges so you can remove the wax. After you're finished you come around and remove the blindfold, I look at my body, red blotches mark my skin, I look at you, smile and say, "thank you, Master." I see pride in your eyes, and as I look down I see that you are not unaffected, you follow my eyes, "ah yes, we will have to take care of that, open wide, slave." I turn my head and open my mouth, wishing I could use my hands. You guide your cock to my mouth and I engulf it greedily. You hold my head and push in and out, you use my mouth for your pleasure, stroking deep at times, gagging me, and I savor the feel of your cock sliding along my tongue hitting the back of my throat. You pull out suddenly and I whimper with the loss, you step between my legs and with one stroke you push deep inside me. Your eyes are on me, wiling me to look at you while you fuck me. My pussy weeps, your cock feels so good, in this position I can feel every stroke, you pinch my clit between your fingers, driving me wild, your breathing accelerates, you stroke faster, your thumb flicking my clit, rubbing it hard, then with a harsh groan and one last push you release your semen deep inside me, and at the same time you pinch my clit hard. "Cum, slut," and I let go with a scream, squirting all over your cock, almost pushing it out with the force of my orgasm. You lean over me; we are both exhausted; I shiver as you slowly pull out; my pussy throbbing around you. You release me from the straps and I collapse into your arms. You hold me for a moment and then you carry me into the bedroom. You put me under the covers, slide in beside me and draw me close. You wrap your arms around me and we both fall asleep instantly.