0 comments/ 28932 views/ 0 favorites Master's Little Slut By: mared She felt her hands move tighter together, then the weight of her bound hands hang a moment the pull of her neck back until she made a soft choking sound. The pressure eased and she heard the sound of two snaps being pressed in place. Slowly she tested her bonds, trying to pull her hands away from each other and quickly gave up. He'd made sure that nothing she could do would free her arms, even though she'd been a little unwilling to put on the new toy he had gotten, she'd been leery of the weight of her hands being hung from her neck. Shuddering at the remembrance of the way the toy looked she bent her head to the right, the motion telling him silently that she was alright, that nothing was wrong. Master had told her not to speak tonight, she didn't want to disappoint him this time. Standing tall there she raised her chin up again, reveling the spark of silver of the d-ring of her leather collar. She didn't know what else he wanted to do, but she wasn't about to get punished for failing her stance. Out of the corner of her left eye she spotted him leaning into the chest he had that kept his toys. Taking a breath she returned her gaze to the brick wall adorned with hooks in front of her and drew in a breath, feeling the bodice pull close about her ribcage. "I want you to close your eyes." His voice seemed distant but firm, and she did what he asked, slowly closing her eyes and after a moment she felt what her mind was questioning. The velvet of the blindfold glazed the back of her eyelids and she felt the buckle tighten it into place. Breathing out once more she steadied herself again and raised her chin higher. "Beautiful." Taking another shallow breath she felt him draw closer, and then his lips slowly dance over her own, the sudden heat that the gesture brought to her made her almost drop to her knees. Instead she let him know her starting pleasure by a soft purr. "My little one like this situation she finds herself in?" His fingers were at her collar then, and she was urged forward by the pull of the d-ring. Gulping she tipped her head to the right, and then bent it down. His laugh followed as he led her blindly, "Good, although the bodice I got you makes you look utterly beautiful I wish to see you." She felt his fingers again, this time slowly unhooking her, as the weight holding her breasts up eased she felt their heavy presence and shifted a little, parting her legs so that she wouldn't break her form. Briefly her hands tugged at her neck again, then eased off, as they were re-latched to the belt that she wore just for these occasions. Shifting again she felt his fingers trace over her left hip, leaving a trail of tingling heat that focused right between her legs. "Yes, now that's much better." His laugh reached her ears again teasing her. She wondered if he had anyone else here watching, just that thought centered more heat between her legs and she started to feel her own moister touch her upper thigh. Whimpering a little she dipped her head quickly to the left, but not down enough to say anything was wrong. "Oh, my little bound bird isn't comfortable?" His fingers slipped too quickly to the source of her uncomfort and those seeking little devils tweaked her bud, sending an explosive shiver though her spine ripping a gasp from her lips. "Ah, I see why." She felt the heat of him near her then the taste of herself upon her lips, slipping her tongue out she cleaned his fingers, letting her lips linger a little afterward in a silent thank you for his gift. He moved away from her again, leaving her standing there alone. She didn't know how long, the cool air of the room circled slowly around her unintended heat. She shuddered quietly as she tried to rest her thoughts. Then she heard him, moving closer and with a forward jerking of her body the stinging kiss of her most favorite toy. Again he let the flogger fall heavily, each tendril bending to coil over her bare ass, skillfully licking her in the most tenderest of places. Over and over he let it kiss over her flesh, the pain washing in a dull wave as she felt her body react in it's ancient way, slowly feeling the heat of her sex grow to match, throb for throb that of the pain. Crying out softly she twisted, breaking her form as she fought herself from going over the edge. She knew it wasn't a good thing to do but she couldn't help herself, it was that or cum and she would get into bigger trouble if she did that. His last pass over her ass was harder than normal, and a higher up on her back, each leather length biting deeply into her skin, she felt like they could go on forever, deeper and make her bleed, but before her thoughts could finish the toy was off her body and only cold air was left to lick her wounds. Without a word she felt the ring of her collar tug her forward again and she followed, unable to do anything else. On wobbly legs she plodded after her until she was forced to her knees. The bare skin of them touched the soft silken rest of the prayer bench. Swallowing quickly she instinctively bent forward, resting her cheek on the pillowed seat that was there. Raising her ass high in the air to him, she hoped that it would appease him in some way. "You are a little slut aren't you my dear." He hissed as he bent over her, the heat permeating through to her bones, "Well slut, why don't you show me what you really are. Legs apart now, slut." Jumping to that, she parted her legs quickly, wide as she thought he wanted them and raised her ass higher into the air, offering it to him. "Yes that's my little slut." Then she felt the head of the crop slowly tracing the insides of her thighs, slipping into her sex. Groaning against the silken seat she rocked her hips gently, "Hmm, yes… I see you are just what I have labeled you." She rocked her hips again, feeling the crop graze her bud making her sore a little higher into passion. He let her for moments, masturbate using his crop, as she felt his eyes burn into her back. Each time the stiff leather touched her bud she jerked back feeling her body tense tightly her muscles screaming for release, again and again she tormented herself for his amusement. Then like a flip of a switch he withdrew the crop and swung it hard against her thighs, drawing her legs further apart. Harder and harder he drove the crop against her tender skin, her body singing as she called out over and over again, needing to cum, needing to please him by her very voice. And suddenly the on slot of pain stopped, giving her the briefest of moments to catch her breath. "My little slut ready to sum for Master?" He seemed amused by it all, as his hands cold in contrast to the warm pain of her ass and thighs, skimmed over her. She dipped her head quickly to the right, needing it badly the pain of keeping it in nearly unbearable. "Good. Cum my slut, cum now." Upon the last word one of his hands slipped into her sex, and flicked her tender bud hard, causing the last of her resistance to fade and her body to grows stiff as the wave of pleasure flooded over her soul. The other at the same time bringing down the handle of the crop using it like a cane, in three hard whaps. The combined sensations brought her passion to an all-new high. Her voice left her in a loud long anguished cry of ecstasy and her body shuddered as she felt her own juices flow down her thigh. "Very good my slut, very good." As the final shudder drifts down her spine she turns her head a little, a breathless whisper forming her lips into 'thank you Master'. Nothing more was needed to be said. She was His, and this is what he wanted her to be, his little slut, and she was all the more happy to be just that! Master's Little Slut As soon as I open the door I know what's expected of me. You're there and have that look in your eye. You're also not alone. Standing next to you is another man, slightly shorter than your 6' tall frame and about the same medium stocky build. I know I'm bias but I think to myself after looking him up and down shyly, "he's no where near as handsome as my green eyed, fair skinned, tall, dark Master." Still he isn't bad looking, a friendly face more than handsome, nice deep blue eyes, a small nose, and a mouth that looks like it laughs a lot. I know by the time the evening is over I'll have sucked his cock and let him fuck me. I turn around and head towards the living room. You stop me in my tracks by saying, "slut where do you think you're going, in here now." Pointing to the bedroom door. I silently turn around and walk into the bedroom. You both follow me in the room, "strip naked whore and get my friends cock out, he wants you to suck it, nice and deep like you do mine. He didn't believe what a cock sucking slut you are, and you will now show him I was right." "Yes Master." I reply. I remove my top, trousers, bra and knickers. Your 'friends' face is a picture as he takes in my curvaceous body. I'm 5'8" size 16-18 I have C cup pert breasts, quite a big frame, broad shoulders and long legs also a little bit of a tummy. His slightly shocked but pleased gaze moves slowly from my smoothly shaven cunt up to my face taking in my shoulder length straight dark brown hair, my bright blue eyes surrounded by long dark eye lashes, my nose that is just the right shape and size for my face and finally my full, light pink moist lips. I'd laugh at his expression but I know I'll get punished so don't. I drop to my knees and take his semi erect cock from his trousers. I move my hand slowly up, and down until he's nice, and hard then take him into my mouth, deep all the way to the back of my throat. Switching between sucking hard into my mouth, then softly stroking my hand up and down and lightly flicking my tongue over the end. I'm maybe doing this for 5 minuets when I hear you say in a very firm tone, a tone that makes me melt. "You will let him fuck you in anyway he wants tonight whore. I may join in but, for now I'm going to sit here, and watch. Obey him like you would me, do not disappoint me or you will be punished!" I remove his cock from my mouth long enough to say, "yes Master." Again I take him into my mouth, focusing totally on my task. He's moving back and forwards now, his breathing's getting deeper. He's starting to fuck my face. His hands move to the back of my head, pushing, making me take him deeper still. I start to gag. He stops. I hear you say "Don't stop make the bitch gag she loves it." With that he starts fucking me harder. Tears are streaming down my face from gagging so much. I feel him tense up and wait eagerly for the cum to spurt down my throat. He stops, pulls my mouth off his cock, pulls my hair till I'm looking up at him "You really are a little cock sucker. Now though its time I fucked you." "Yes Sir." I reply. I only address My Master as 'Master'. "Good slut." I hear Master say from the chair on the other side of the room. My cunt is dripping by this point. I need cock inside me and don't care who's. My Master has made me this way, a cock loving whore, and I need it now! Still holding onto my hair he pulls me up to my feet, bends me straight over the bed and slides into me from behind. Oh!! "You fucking dirty bitch your wet, you want this don't you?" "Oh yes, yes I do Sir." I reply. He fucks me really hard for a few minuets. He starts to slap my arse. The first 3 are little more than taps, by the 12th one his hand is coming down hard on my cheeks. My arse feels hot and is stinging. Oh I think I'm going to cum. It feels so good I almost forget. "Master may I cum please?" "Yes slut cum all over his cock. A cock belonging to someone you've just met 20 minuets ago you don't even know his name, fucking whore." "Thank you Master." Oh. Fuck! The orgasm is so intense that I feel a little faint and light headed. Cum is gushing out of my cunt and all over the cock that is fucking. All the while the guy is still fucking me never loosing the rhythm, pounding into me, Over n over again. He's stopped spanking me now and is holding my hips so he can get in deeper. Out the corner of my eye I can see my Master getting undressed. He gets up on the bed and places his hard cock at my mouth just in front of my lips but not quite touching and says, "All the way in whore." Mm mm. I lick the end and, take my Master deep into my mouth and suck his cock down into my throat. Oh god. This feels divine, 2 cocks! Mm-mm. My Master is fucking my throat deeply with long plunging strokes. My cunt is being pounded by a total stranger. I'm going to cum again. I start to mumble around my Masters cock, but don't dare to take it out my mouth for fear of being punished. My Master knows what I want, "No slut you may not cum." Oh god how am I meant to hold it in! The guy fucking me speeds up, I groan loudly, bastard I think as he's obviously done that on purpose. I'm desperately trying not to cum. Trying but going to fail. Oh no! I'm making even more noise now. My Master has hold of my head by the hair and is fucking my face hard. I'm gagging, the tears are streaming down my cheeks, I can hardly breathe. I'm being fucked in an almost savage way from both ends. My orgasm is building and building, its going to be so strong. I Can feel it deep inside my stomach, there is no stopping it now I'm almost there. If I could scream I would. Just then Master orders, "Cum now slut, while I cum deep in your throat, and he cums deep in my cunt." I feel the first jets of fluid hit my throat then feels more cum pump deep in my cunt. Oh Jesus fucking Christ I'm cumming its so strong it almost hurts but at the same time it feels so good. As the cock slides out of my now very swollen, wet and used cunt and my Master withdraws from my mouth. I look up at my Master with the biggest smile on my face. "Thank you Master."