4 comments/ 34362 views/ 6 favorites My Little Toy By: koppin "Come on! You're going to be my little toy tonight! And you had better be on your best behavior!" I commanded as I led you down the steps into my basement. As we took the last step down your eyes laid upon the little dungeon I had created for us tonight. A small plain table and several wooden chairs stood in the center of the room - adorned with some piles of rope, a leather bah that looked to be bursting full, a small wooden paddle and several other items you couldn't be sure of. The cold stone walls had rings of steel hanging from them in several spots and there was a chill in the air. "Yes master. I promise I'll be a good girl for you," you replied - almost sounding defeated. You haven't been allowed to have an orgasm now for several days because of your misbehaving and you needed it badly. Still though, you knew tonight you were going to have to earn it. I led you in front of me, admiring the way I had dressed you up tonight. From your sheer black thigh highs, the black garter belt adorned with lace and the black low cut, crotchless panties and all the way to the tightly tied corset which gripped your torso like a second skin. The corset was my favorite - its black fabric looked almost like leather and accented your creamy smooth, pale skin in ways I couldn't even describe. Standing in the center of the room you turned towards me, with eyes full of desire and concern. Asking me then, "What are you going to do to me tonight, master?" "You're going to pay for all your acting out this week. Let me have my way with you and maybe you'll get to come tonight," I snapped back and then motioned for you to put your hands on the edge of the table. The table was too low for you to do so comfortably and it only served to push your back out towards me, leaving you exposed and ripe for my next wish. Grabbing the paddle I pulled my hand back and with a firm snap of my wrist swung it down on your firm little ass and a sharp cry escaped you. "Do you like that? Have you been a bad girl this week?" I asked as the paddle came down on you again. "Yes master, I'm sorry," you cried back between yelps of pain as the paddle cracked against you time and time again. Growing in intensity you felt the warm, tender spots left in its wake. My hand pushing you down onto the table and another crack as the wood made contact with your skin. Your whimpers grew more desperate and your eyes met mine and the look in your face begged me to stop. But not yet. And another snap of the paddle against your skin. Almost feeling sorry for you, I gently rubbed your firm backside where the paddle had been striking and could feel a growing warmth on your skin. Just at the moment when you thought this part of your punishment might be over there was another snap of pain and a sharp cry erupted from you. I could see you were enjoying this. The crotchless panties gripping your lips and pushing them out for me to see. And see I did, a spot of wetness beginning to seep out from between your legs. "Do you like when I spank you? Is this why you've been such a bad girl?" "Yes master, your spankings are the best I've ever felt. Please make me a good girl again" With a few more cracks against your skin I saw the pain mixed with desire fill your eyes and I knew it was time for the next part of your punishment. Grabbing you behind your neck with a small handful of hair I pulled you up towards me and kissed you. Not being one to let you off so easily I bit down on your bottom lip and slowly pulled away as you slipped out of my teeth. "Come on slave, you're going to beg for me to let you come. You haven't felt anything like what you're about to feel now." No words could form on your tongue as I pushed you up against the wall, grabbing a rope in my hand) free hand. With expert precision I cuffed your hands in leather and attached rope to them. Stringing you up with both hands raised above your head. The way your torso stretched in your corset was breathtaking and I laid my mouth down on your shoulder and bit into your collarbone as you tried to flinch away. You still had a little freedom of movement in your restraints, but not for long. Next to be tied was a length of rope around your waist, pulling you tight against the wall. I ran my hands across your exposed body - making my way across your hips and down your legs as I picked up a metal spreader bar you hadn't noticed before. Again cuffing you in leather, this time your ankles - I spread your legs open and secured them in place. I wanted you spread wide and stretched out tonight - I needed full access to your soft, supple lips. Standing back to admire my work, our eyes met for the last time as I tied the blindfold over you. As your mind shut into darkness began to race you heard me shuffling around you couldn't help but ask me, "Master what are you doing?" "Don't you worry your pretty little head about that, you're my little toy tonight," I barked back knowing just what was in store for you. You stood there, no choice but to take anything I threw at you now. Totally at my mercy. And just like that an ice cold chill came upon your neck. You tried to pull away but it was useless - you were bound too tightly to the wall and had no chance for escape. The ice cold daggers running across your neck, up your jaw and skimming your lips. The taste of cold water entered your mouth and you let out a sharp cry with a hint of a moan hidden underneath. Cold drops of water running across your lips and down your chin - I could see a trail of goosebumps rising in their wake. My hands dragging the cold ice back across your lips and down the other side of your jaw, caressing your neck in that certain pleasurable pain that only ice can bring you. Tracing a path along your collarbone across and back down I ran my chunk of ice across your chest admiring the way these perfectly cold drops formed and drizzled down your chest and crept beneath the hem of your corset. Writhing in the ropes that bound you to me I ran the ice just along the hem once more - slowly this time. Letting your body heat mix with the cold to send larger drops still down your chest as I watched your skin tighten and erupt in goosebumps. Soft moans of pleasure mixed with pain began to fill the room as I ran the ice from one breast to the other and once more traced circles across your chest. Widening these circles even more, tracing my way towards your side lightly running across your inner arm and up towards your elbows as I leaned forward and licked my tongue across your unsuspecting lips as I felt the hot breath of your moans run across my face - deepening my desire to give you what you needed so badly. As the ice came back down your arm and my lips parted from yours I let the ice replace my lips once more to send a cold shiver through your core. I had always admired your body, and seeing vulnerable and exposed in front of me really brought my admiration to a whole new level. I loved pleasing you and the way we went about it felt unreal to me at times. Running my hands down your side, feeling your soft curves and the leather-like feel of your corset did immense things for me. My hands brushing against the lace of your garter belt, down your bare hips and slowly meeting your thigh highs as I crouched down in front of you. I could see your lips of velvet hang down in front of me through the opening in your panties. You were definitely enjoying this I thought to myself as I noticed a perfect bead of your sweet nectar just beginning to hang down from you. Out loud now, "Look at this, my little toy is melting right in front of me with the ice" An affirmative moan came through your lips as I reached over into the small ice bucket and grabbed a fresh piece - wanting to really make you feel the sting. My hands reached over and I lightly brushed across your torso with my fingernails - right across that beautiful small patch of skin between the top of your panties and the bottom of your garter belt. The way your head rolled around as another soft moan was let out of you let me know you weren't suspecting this in the slightest. My fingers again tracing down and finding the hem of your panties and ran down, caressing your plump mound, feeling the warmth inside of you. With a firmer touch and a slight grab my hands toyed with your body - keeping just out of reach of your exposed lips and finding their way to your thighs, again being graced by your silky smooth bare skin. With a gentle squeeze of your thigh, I brought the hand with my chunk of ice up and ran it across your skin following my empty hand as a surprised cry poured forth from your lips. Slowly moving the ice across your thighs and tracing the edge of your panties I leaned forward and let a slow, hot breath run across your lips. I admired their look - so ripe and ready for my taking. And closed my eyes and breathed deep as your intoxicating scent filled my head. Dragging the ice across the edge again, this time across the top. Ever so slowly, watching your body heat melt it slowly with each agonizing inch across you. Your body writhed and squirmed as you let out cries and moans mixed into one. I could see the drops of water dripping deeper behind your panties - running through the fabric and down your mound, reaching ever so closer to the fruit between your legs. The now ripe fruit of your body was slick with your nectar and swollen with your lust and need for release. You had been dripping down onto the floor and a thin string of the crystal clear fluid hung down from you. I brought my piece of ice down, feeling the crevice between your torso and your thighs. Slowly dragging the cold nearer and nearer the intense heat between your thighs as the ice water ran down your things. Goosebumps sprung up across your thighs as they filled with cold. "Please master, it's so cold! I can't take anymore," you shrieked as you again pulled against your ropes. The cold was filling your body and making it hard to focus, but it felt amazing against your skin - strangely making you even more aroused and hot. "You can take it, you took advantage of me being nice to you last week and I need to show you how cold you've acted," I sternly replied to my toy making sure she knew why she was being teased so much. The ice now resting just in the middle of your inner thighs I lifted it up slightly and skimmed across the edge of your panties - holding the cube just beneath your lips. You must have felt the cold and knew what was coming because you tried pulling back as I circled around your lips without touching them. And then making contact with your skin as you shrieked in the cold, running gently up and down your lips of velvet, each time growing nearer still to your swelling clit. I could see a shiver beginning in your legs; the cold was really getting to you now. With a gentle pass across your clit your entire body shivered and you moaned - I knew you were enjoying this more than you let on. Now moving from one side to the other I parted your lips with my ice cold dagger. Not quite pushing into you, but running just against the insides of your lips. Gently dipping into your dripping hole as I coated your lips with your juices. I adored your beautiful body and loved seeing you like this. Seeing your lips glisten and shiver before me made my mouth water, I had to taste you. I slipped the ice cube into my mouth, enjoying a taste of you on it. Moving my head right in closer I pursed my lips and gently blew across you - sending an arctic cold blast of air rushing through you. Snaking around your throbbing clit and soaring between your lips as a much loader moan escaped your mouth. Now resting the ice on the middle of my tongue I gently ran across your lips, exciting your overloaded nerves in a new sense of pleasure. Dragging my tongue so lightly across and pulling back, your thick juices stringing the gap onto my tongue as I moved onto the other side of your lips. A sweet taste now filling my mouth as pleasure rushed through you. As your cries of pleasure filled the air I increased my pace slightly, gently parting your lips with my tongue and then running across your throbbing clit. Feeling the heat of your fruit mixing with my frozen tongue was an incredible sensation for me and I knew it must be doubly so for you when a loud moan came forth through you. Running just above the fold of your lips I came back across, teasing your clit from the sides, pulling across the small hood of skin which protected it from the cold. Your hood could not protect much longer, as arousal grew and you became even more swollen - she poked her head out from between. Torn between the cold and the growing heat deep inside she came forward, begging for more. Another cold breath of air surrounding you as I sucked you into my mouth - pressing the ice against you with a cry of pleasure mixed with pain flowing forth from you. My never idle hands reaching up to your backside, massaging and working you - gently spreading you open for my tongue to explore. Teasing just along your sweet tunnel and absorbing myself in your juices I knew it was almost time for the next part of your punishment. And with a final swallow dip between your lips I brought my tongue back up to the front. Gliding painfully slow between your lips and again across your clit. Bringing you once again inside of my mouth and pressing the nearly melted ice against you until there was no more. With a firm smack to your ass I asked you, "How are you feeling, my little toy?" "Please master, I need to come. I'm aching inside and I need your cock to fill me," you obediently answered back with a slight whimper in your voice. "Maybe next time you'll be a good girl, and then I won't need to make you beg like this." Thinking to myself I'm getting you exactly where I wanted you to be I made myself to the leather bag and fished out a small bullet vibrator. It was a small silver egg shaped orb, no more than two inches long attached to a remote control by a thin wire. Your pink lips readily accepted it into them with a gentle push - working it deep inside of you where it wouldn't come free on its own. "Now don't let this slip out of you - you won't get it back if you do. I want you to hold it tight inside of you - and tell me if you feel like you're going to come." "Yes master, anything for you," I could hear the growing desperation in your voice as I admired another drop of your nectar beginning to slip out of you - pushed out by the bullet. A long drawn moan filling the room as I turned it on - just low enough for you to feel it beginning to vibrate. Standing back up, closer to you now with my legs straddling your thigh I bit down on your neck, feeling your skin in my teeth as my already throbbing shaft pressed into your leg. I wanted you bad, I needed to fill your body with mine - but you had to be made to behave first. It was torture for me, but I knew it was more for you. I could do this all day - I knew your breaking point and wanted you there already. As I made love to your neck, sucking and kissing with an occasional bite here and there my hand worked the control of the vibrator deep inside of you. Slowly rocking the dial back and forth - each time raising it a little more. Sometimes leaving it up high a little longer until you sounded like you were enjoying it too much - then i turned it off and made you wait a little while longer until I brought it back up again. The way your moans grew deeper and the way your head rolled around on your neck was incredibly erotic and I knew my job as your master was being fulfilled properly. I could tell all of our earlier practice had really tightened up your pelvic muscles. You had no problem holding my toys inside of you now, even with as sopping wet as you now were. I admired our progress and gave you a deep kiss to your lips as I turned your face into mine. I could feel your body tensing up more and more as you rode a rollercoaster of pleasure. Each peak going a little higher than the last as I worked your body to a plateau of sexual desire. Sometimes I'd let you go until the spasms started to gradually wrack through your body before cutting your stimulation with a bite to your neck. Others still I'd just gently pulsate on the control, making you dizzy with pleasure - you not sure what I wanted you to feel. Now finally slowly just bringing the vibrator up over the course of a minute or so to full power, holding it there as you moaned and writhed in your ropes you cried out, "Master! I'm going to cum! Please, may I!?" "No, not yet! I've still got more in store for you, toy," I called back as I brought the vibrations back down to nothing just slowly enough to make you feel the orgasm slip away from the brink and an exasperated cry came forth from you. A pain of desire filled your body as I watched your face grow red. Almost as red as your glistening lips. Dripping the fruit of your arousal onto the floor, several thing strings hanging onto your thighs from your squirming. The scent of your arousal filled the air and now, even I was finding it hard not to give into you. But a good master always plays his part. I kneeled down in front of you, spreading your lips with my fingers and was blown away by how turned on you had become. Beads of your sweet nectar flowed freely down from inside of you. No longer clear but filled with a whitish color and much thicker. It was what I always looked for to know I was playing my part just right. I loved the way these juices tasted - nearly the same as you before but much more concentrated and filling for my desire. Seeing you in front of me like this made me ache for you. I needed to fill you up and give you what you needed - what both of us now needed. Dipping a finger between your lips I felt you begin to run down my finger slowly as I ran my finger backwards onto your yet to be touched ass. Gently running my finger around it's edge I heard you let out a surprised moan as I watched it pucker up, shying away from my touch. You hadn't had much experience in anal - but you had enough to know you enjoyed a good finger if it was gentle. Wanting to ensure you were well wetted enough for my entry I dipped back inside of you and drug more of your own lubricated onto your ass, wetting it and gently prodding it as I prepared you for what was to come. Your sensual moans filling my ears as your now soaked ass began to accept my finger, ever so little at a time. The growing pressure against you must have been torture as I slowly turned the vibrator back on. I prodded ever so slightly deeper, waiting for that moment when you would accept me into you. Your tight ass wanted me inside of it - but it always needed some coaxing. And like that, you opened up and I slipped inside to my first knuckle with a pleased moan leaving your mouth. As I worked myself deeper I turned up the vibrations inside of you, feeling them run into my fingers and into your ass. Your moans began to grow at a new pace and I could see your lips quiver with anticipation of what was to come. My finger gently working your ass, moving slowly in and out as I pulsated the vibrations - sometimes fast, sometimes slower. A few times bringing you up to the point where I began to feel your ass clench around my finger as your body readied itself for a huge release - and then losing it when I turned everything back down again. Your cried of pleasure now became mixed with anticipation and yearning. You needed to be allowed release - it was hurting to keep it all in and the evidence was showing itself as a thick stream of white appeared between your lips. Setting the vibrations to the lowest setting, I set the remote down and ran my finger across your wet slit to pick up all of your thick nectar. Spreading it across your lips in wonder of how aroused you've gotten today. Running a large drop of it right onto your clit and gently working it in as my finger went ever so slightly deeper between your lips with each pass I made. The finger inside of your ass now all the way inside and filling you well. My Little Toy I could feel your body tensing up as you began to shiver slightly and begged me for release, "P-please master, I n-need to come. It hurts to h-hold back anymore. I've learned my l-l-lesson tonight." "Have you really? We'll see about that, little toy. We'll see how badly you need release in a little bit," my tongue now replacing the finger massaging your clit and a deep moan that begged for release came through you. I had the control back in my hand and slowly brought the vibrator almost all the way up. You moans filling with pleasure as you began to sink into the sensation - knowing your release was right here and ready for you. Your ass clenching up and quivering around my finger as your legs began to tremble. I could see a huge orgasm beginning to fill your body, waiting for the perfect moment to be set free. Gently so, my tongue flicking across your clit - sending a shiver up your spine and transforming into a loud moan as it left you. And again, slower still - the vibrations which filled you began to lessen almost to a stop. Your entire body brimming with pleasure and begging for release now. You could feel it beginning to seep from your pores. You felt it deep inside of your core, emanating from every nerve of your being. You felt yourself begin to spasm across your entire body. You felt a quivering run across your lips as they readied themselves to clamp down on the egg deep inside of you at any moment. And with a final flick of my tongue, the vibrations stopped and my finger was gone from inside of you. An almost primal yell coming from your lips - resonating deep within your core as you were denied - once again. "Aaaahhh! Master please! I'll be a good girl now, I promise!" You cried as the shivers of an orgasm slipping away filled your body. Slight spasms running throughout and a growing pain filled your body. "Yes, my little toy, I think now you have earned my permission. Let this be a lesson to you. I'm going to make you come now, just sink into it and let everything drain out of you for me," I replied with a smile appearing on my face - though you couldn't see it with your blindfold on I was getting visibly turned on by the sight of you now. Your swollen lips turning a bright shade of red as they filled with your desire and knowing of the impending orgasm, ready to flow you and through you - taking you to new levels of pleasure. Bringing my head forward I teased your lips once more with soft kisses across them - every now and then letting my tongue escape my lips and grace your skin. The taste of your juices filled my mouth, intoxicating me with desire to please you. Breaking away from the warm embrace of your body I reached into my bag of toys and finding something perfect for this moment - a vibrator curved at the tip. Perfect for what I wanted to do to you now. I was going to fill you up and gently massage your g-spot as I slowly drew the product of your desire out of your body as my tongue sucked and kissed on your swollen clit. "But I want to be able to look into your eyes for this," I said, now standing up and gently removing the blindfold from your eyes. The way they shined was as if you had just opened your eyes for the first time. Burning with passion and desire, they cut deep into my soul and I was filled with a new admiration for you and your body. I placed a gentle kiss onto your lips as my hand ran across your cheek and slid down your neck, holding it there for a moment as we bonded more deeply than we had before - a new trust seemed to flow between us. The vibrator slid inside of you with such ease, it was as if you pulled it in on your own. Again, I couldn't help but admire your arousal as your thick nectar poured forth and ran down the vibrator and onto my fingers. Gently and slowly working it around as I watched your face for that telltale look you always made when I hit the right spot. Without much trouble I was right on it and began slowly working it out. Tilting it forward inside of you and applying some pressure as I slowly turned it on to a comfortably low speed I could see just how much you liked this toy. Your head rolling around as moan after moan left you at an increasing pace. Already I could see your body begin to tense up slightly as if to prepare for what was coming and then my lips met your clit. A much deeper moan now erupted from your very core as I gently licked and sucked on you. Building up a steady rhythm now, massing your insides and working all of your desire up, ready to let loose at any moment I increased my tongues pace along with the vibrations. Your moans continuing to grow louder with each stroke I knew you must be almost there. My free hand gently grabbing at your ass and teasing your soft skin in as many places as it could reach. Gently pressing down on your pubic area and feeling the growing heat fill your core. I could feel your body begin to shake - starting between your lips and radiating out. My hand now running back down you, caressing your thighs through those wonderful thigh highs which fit perfectly with the rest of your outfit. The hand holding the vibrator inside of you was thoroughly soaked now. Your warm, sweet juices running down my fingers and across my hand. That feeling of power over your body turned me on like nothing else before. I wanted to give you an orgasm stronger than anything you've ever experienced. And I could tell by the sound in your voice and the way that thick white fluid flowed so effortlessly from your swollen lips that it was nearly there. But I wanted you to beg for it just a little bit more. I turned up the vibrator just ever so slowly to the point where you almost didn't notice it. Your body falling more into the sensation and your eyes locking onto mine as I could feel your desire to finally come growing. I could see how badly you needed it and I wasn't sure if I could take it away from you again once you began to hit that edge. Your hips began to buck against the ropes - pushing up against your master as much as they could as my tongue teased around your clit. My hand grabbing at and squeezing your thighs I could feel the tension growing inside of them. As you let out a moan that filled my body with desire for you I began to slowly lower the vibrations coursing through your body. "Oooh master, this feels so good. Please don't stop, you want to make me come right?" "Yes my toy, you can come. But I'm going to work it out of you - slowly. You're going to feel everything come up and pour out of you at a snail's pace tonight." "Anything for you master, but please be gentle. I can't take much more!" The vibrator turned down to nearly it's lowest setting - just high enough to keep you coming up but low enough to keep you right where I wanted you for a little while longer. I slowly withdrew it from you but never let it leave your skin. Tilting it up against you so the tip could tease the edge of your tight and slightly pulsating hole as it's shaft vibrated against your clit. As the new feeling filled your body I watched a large drop of your juices, sweeter than any other that I have tasted, slowly drip from you and into the growing puddle between your feet. Your lips seemed to reach out and grip the shaft of the vibrator and a pulsation filled them as you slowly climbed the mountain of desire that I was helping you climb. My newly freed tongue, never content to just stay in my mouth, now began exploring your thighs once more. Kissing and licking across any exposed skin I could find. A free hand making it's way back across your ass and finding it's own tight little hole to gently massage. With some light poking and running of your juices across it, you ass began to quiver once more as if it was reaching out to grab my finger and pull it deep inside. Just as gently as always, I worked my finger into your ass once more. It almost seemed to open itself up for me as I slipped in a little more with each quiver and pulsation that flowed through your body. With my finger slowly reaching deeper inside of you I returned the vibrator to it's warm tight home - keeping it in for only long enough to brush against your g-spot before bringing it back out to where I had just had it. I loved the way your body seemed to grab for it when the tip was running around your hole. The way your lips trembled and shook as you build up onto that huge peak that was growing ever closer by the second. Your moans had become nearly continuous, only stopping so you could breathe. I alternated back and forth between filling your lips and teasing your clit - the vibrator never stopping in one place. Just constantly moving, constantly teasing and constantly bringing you higher and higher. I could see the goosebumps running across your skin as the pulsations radiate further out from you. I knew it was almost time and I had to let you come now. You truly deserved it for being such a good sport for me tonight, and always. "Mmmm, I'm going to come for you master! Oooh yessss!" "Just let it all drain out, come like you never have before. Come like the little toy that you are for me," I called back, encouraging you to just let go and let your body sink into the sensations that now filled you like never before. And it was as if my words were that single magic touch that sent you over the edge. As I slowly slid the vibrator back inside of you, I could see those spasms between your lips grow at an increasing pace. I could feel your ass tighten and pulsate around my finger. I didn't take the vibrator back out. I left it inside of you and turned it up slowly. I wanted you to come for me now. I needed you to come for me, just as much as you needed it yourself. Your lips grew a much brighter shade of red and I could see your clit swell up even more - almost throbbing in front of me even. My eyes went up and locked with yours as you pierced right through me, filled with lust and desire for this moment. And then they were gone, your head rolling back and your eyes closing as you sunk into this moment. With that sight I sunk back in towards your clit - wrapping my lips around it and gently sucking on it as my tongue ran circles around it and across it. Your entire body let out a few spasms as you tensed up tight. A deep moan, almost a roar coming from deep in your core, soared forth from your lips as I felt the pulsations in your ass quicken in a rapid succession and then clamp down tightly around me. Your entire body pulsed and tightened - from you head down to your toes, not a single part of you felt left out. A massive release flowing out of you as I looked up and caught a glimpse of your stomach tightening up and releasing in unison with what I felt around my finger. The vibrator was nearly pushed out when you had that first contraction, but I had anticipated this and kept it firmly inside of you and pressing against your most sensitive spot inside of you. For a while it seemed like each pulsation grew stronger as you ran out of breath, nearly forgetting how to breathe. The contractions filling the sweet fruit between your legs with even more of your nectar than I had ever seen before. Each one of them squeezing out more and more. The thick white flow was incredibly erotic and I wanted to taste every drop of you -- but it wasn't about me just yet. Ever so slowly, the tense pulses began to die down - slowly returning you back into this world. You had become filled with an incredible sense of release - one you may not have ever experienced. I could see your body still shaking as I withdrew my finger from your ass. The words coming from your mouth were weak, but filled with satisfaction, "M-master, I've never felt anything like that before. You r-really are amazing." A beautiful smile came across you glowing face as you let out a giggle. My hand again working your thighs and each touch sending shivers through your body as you laughed at my touch, your body had become hyper-sensitive and I could really have some fun now. "You are the amazing on, my little toy. Without you none of this would be possible. Can you take more?" A smirk running across my face let you know exactly what was in store next - but you were still riding that high of your orgasm to fully realize it. "Yes, master. Please give me more. I need to feel you inside of me." "And I need you too after seeing all that. Let me untie you know, I want to set you free - you've earned it," I said as I slowly slid the still going vibrator out of you and turned it off. Admiring the way your juices clung to it and ran down my hand. I brought it up to your mouth where you eagerly licked it all off, you had always liked your own taste and never ceased to show your love for it. I couldn't help but imagine how wonderful your lips around my throbbing shaft would feel in a short while. The thought of it sent a shiver down my spine. "Thank you master. I taste so good tonight. May I please taste you now?" A smile ran across my face as I nodded yes. Giving you a deep kiss to the lips, I began to untie you. Now freed from your restraints you embraced me in a warm hug with a kiss on the cheek. Your hands moving down my back and grabbing my hands as you led me to the chair. "Now it's my turn, master. You sit for me and let me taste you." Hearing that from you was unusual. I wasn't used to you taking charge and felt caught off guard by this. The look in your eyes suddenly made me powerless to you and I sat down, obliging your request. With several kisses across my neck and your hands running up my shirt to unbutton it, you began to undress me. Your hands running across my chest and stomach now, I could feel my already throbbing cock grow even harder than before. I felt like I was about to rip through my pants before you could even make it that far. Taking a place between my legs you slowly undid my belt and unbuttoned my pants. My erect member jumping forward as you set it free from it's own dungeon. With the soft touch you always had, you wrapped your hand around my shaft and began to kiss and suck on my balls. Gently bringing them into your mouth and massaging them, teasing them with your tongue. It felt amazing and was one of those things that you knew would always get to me. As my arousal grew to newer heights, I could feel the precum flowing through me and slowly out the tip. Running down as it met your hands, slowly beginning to move up and down. I felt like I could blow at any moment, but I needed to hold back. I wanted this feeling to last forever. Your soft and full lips reaching down and wrapping around my head as I felt your tongue run across it with a gentle suck making it engorged with pleasure. Slowly working yourself up and down - you knew how close I was and didn't want to miss out on anything more yourself. You wanted to do to me, just what I had done to you and keep me riding that edge, again and again. With a hand cupping me gently and massaging me, you suddenly went all the way down. You lips wrapped tightly around the base of my shaft and your tongue running back and forth across it. The feeling was second only to your tight lips surrounding me and I threw my head back and let out a load moan - feeling an orgasm coming up and then fading back down as you came up again. Back on the head you worked it gently, sucking and running your tongue slowly back and forth the ridge in it's skin - one of my favorite places to feel you. Again taking me all the way back in your mouth and then raising back up. With several repetitions of this I could feel myself growing larger and feel myself getting ready to let go. My body tensing up and filling with pleasure. My balls tightening up and pulling against my shaft, feeling swollen with my load for you. The way you could work my shaft with nothing but your lips and tongue was amazing. I had never felt anyone as good as you along my manhood and I began to sink forward into the impending orgasm without realizing it. But you could tell with ease just how close I was and pulled yourself off just as I felt myself hit that point of no return. "Not yet, master! I'm not finished with you yet," you said with a smirk appearing on your face and a loud groan coming out of me. You stood back up and kissed me once more, our tongues locking together as we tastes each other once more. And then you began to straddle me, sliding my dripping shaft inside of you as the products of our arousal mixed together and ran down my balls. With a gentle rocking motion you wrapped your arms around my neck as we continued to kiss. Your tight lips gripping onto me and our moans, stifled by our kissing, began to permeate each other. My hands reaching around your back and feeling your body. Oh how I loved the way your corset gripped tightly against you like a second skin. My own hips now beginning to rock into yours, I could feel your clit running against my skin and knew we'd both be coming again soon if we kept at it like this. We were getting lost in each other's bodies with each passing moment. Our hands wandering across each other and our tongues taking turns exploring the other's mouth. Each stroke of your lips against my throbbing shaft sent me closer to that wonderful edge as you began to rise and fall on me with each stroke. The tightening around my cock let me know you were about to come once more. Your moans again becoming louder and filling my body with lust for you as you began to grind into me at a faster pace. My hands reached around your back and began to untie the corset - I wanted go tease your nipples as I sent you back over the edge. Your grinding against me was a truly sublime feeling. We knew exactly what made the other tick in just the right ways - one of the things I admired so much about you. As the corset loosened up I slipped it down your body and leaned forward onto your chest. My tongue tracing a path across your body and circling your nipples, teasing them as the firmed up and longer for the warmth of my lips around them. Tracing around one and right along it's edge I traced over towards the other and then back again. Your moans growing with the tightness in your lips as your hands wrapped around my neck and began to run through my hair. "Mmmm, I love when you tease me like that. I'm going to come again - but I want you to hold back this time, master. I want to keep fucking you. I want to make you my toy for a little bit" Coming up from your chest for long enough to reply, "I think I can give you that one, toy. I want to feel you come a few more times before I let it all go for you." And again back onto your perky, soft breasts as I teased them with my lips - now reaching up to give them a gentle squeeze here and there. As I caught a glance of your nipple I could see just how it begged for my lips. The way it perked up so perfectly firm and stiff was too much to resist and I ran my tongue around, encircling it like a lasso around a horse. Pulling my tongue ever closer around it before wrapping my lips around and sucking it into my mouth. The way they felt as I sucked on them was perfect - it's as if our bodies were made for each other. Your hands running through my hair as you leaned forward and kissed my head. You were into this just as much as I was - maybe even more. And as I pulled away from your nipple with one last suck, I gave it a firm bite before moving onto the other. The play with your nipples was becoming too much for you as I felt your lips begin to wrap themselves tight around my throbbing shaft. I was right on the edge too and it would be hard to hold myself back - but for my toy, I'd do anything. Grabbing at my hair and pulling as your body tensed up, I began to feel that familiar shaking run through your body - emanating out from your lips and squeezing more of our juices out to run down my balls. They began to ache as I yearned for their eventual release but I kept my focus on your body, wanting to feel what I've done to you all around me. Pulling my head up now you kissed me once more. As your grinding intensified I felt your body tense up once more and pulsations and waves of an orgasm filled you from the inside out. And with a loud grunt from your lips the grinding stopped and you pulled me tight against your body. I could feel myself beginning to hit that edge and I instantly tensed up my pelvic muscles, holding it back as I felt that sweet ache of denial course through me. Your lips pulsating around my throbbing shaft. I could feel wave after wave run through you, massaging me - wanting to pull me in with you. I could feel even more of our perfect mix of juices flowing out of you as your insides grew instantly hotter. Your entire body shuddering in my arms as we held each other through this moment. My hands running through your hair and massaging your neck slightly as I felt your contractions begin to lighten up. You looked up, deeply into my eyes with an almost glazed look filling them and one of the most perfect smiles I've laid my eyes on graced your pretty face. I pushed you in close and kissed you once more, the moans of your lust filling my body once more as I felt the last pulsations of your orgasm run through me. My Little Toy "Now master, clear of that table and get comfortable. I'm going to fuck you senseless. Fill me with everything I've worked up in you." "Yes, my little toy," I answered back as I cleared off all of our toys and laid a pillow down at the head of it. Laying down now as you began to mount me I noticed you stripped off the corset. Fully exposing your beautiful torso and silky smooth skin for me. Without letting me enter you yet, you laid my shaft down up towards my stomach and rested your lips on top of me. Slowly at first, running them up across the head and back down the entire length of me. That was one of my favorite sensations. I loved the way it felt and I especially loved the way your sweet nectar ran down and all over me. My hands reaching over and grabbing your hips, my thumbs locking into the hem of your garter belt and helping you run across me. Giving a firm smack against your ass you let out a sharp moan as you ran your lips up a little higher - and as you leaned forward and pushed back I was inside of you. Just that feeling alone sent me soaring towards the edge. I knew I couldn't last long with you in this position - I never could and tonight was no exception. Your swollen red lips surrounding me, massaging me and building up an orgasm of intensity I've yet to experience before. I could see your thick juices dripping down my cock as you thrust your hips up and down. Your soaked insides filling me with that incredible desire to drain everything I had into you as my head rolled back and I sunk into your loving. Our moans filling the room and resonating through each other's bodies. My hand running across your stomach, feeling every inch of skin and admiring your body. Grabbing a hold of your nipples I teased and pulled on them once more, feeling your lips clench around me once more. Both of us now on the brink of something huge - something never shared between us before at this level of intensity. Our moans of passion filled the air like a thick fog of desire as we drifted off into each other. Finding that special place between ourselves that only a properly in tune master and slave could reach together. As we let go into one another our bodies tuned into each other and it was as if we knew exactly what the other needed. Your body draping down over me and surrounding me with your warmth. The sweat of our lust mixing together and filling the air with a sweet smell as we drifted together towards the immense edge lying right in front of us. Our bodies thrusting together, lining up on that resonant frequency we shared. Sending chills down our spines and shooting goosebumps throughout us as our moans shot through the air like daggers. "Mmmm, master! I'm going to drain you with my pussy now. Fill me up like you never have before!" The look in your eyes as you said that let me know it was time. Time for us both to let go and sink into the feelings. No more holding back and no more teasing - this was it. I could feel your lips tightening around me as they built up for the battery of contractions getting ready to course through them. And at the same time I could feel myself tensing up, getting everything inside of me locked and loaded. Ready to fill you up in a way that would stick in our memories forever. My eyes dancing down your body, slowly towards your lips as my hands caressed your skin and teased your nipples. Our moans mixing together in the hot air as a perfect symphony of lust and desire. The tightening surrounding my shaft, slick with our juices, began to surround me more by each passing second. Your skin became flushed as your lips grew redder with desire. A shiver shot down your spine and into me, running up my spine and sending a loud groan through you. I could see the muscles across your torso clench together for one final moment and then it happened. Instantly I was surrounded by your orgasm. Your lips grabbing onto me and holding on tight as your thrusting stopped and you grinded into me. A load moan erupting from your body as you held onto one strong contraction and came around me. Your lips rubbing and squeezing against my shaft - literally massaging my hot seed out and into you. I was flying over that point of no return and knew you were about to be filled like you never have before. And with one final groan from me, it happened. A wave of bliss filled my body, radiating to and fro from your body and into mine as I felt a high like no drug could ever give. With a loud groan pouring from me, I felt an eruption running through my body - down my spine and out through my rock hard shaft. The way your hips were grinding into me let me fully feel every contraction coming from deep inside of you. Pulse after pulse of pleasure coming forth from my body and pouring into yours. With every pulsation I could feel the pressure in my balls drop as I filled your lips with my hot seed. The sensations running through me completely shut out all thought from my mind and I lost myself in your body. By the time my orgasm began to subside in intensity I could already feel a torrent of our juices running out of you and onto my body. I had filled you to the point where you couldn't hold anymore inside of you. And the contractions which surrounded me both drained me and pushed the excess out of you. The feeling of the hot product of our love against my body was wonderful. It was wonderful knowing how filled I had left you. It was wonderful sharing this unsurpassable moment with you. As we looked into each other's eyes a new and deeper connection was formed between us. Your body lowering itself down onto mine as you nearly collapsed onto me with exhaustion. The most beautiful smile I have ever seen graced your face and warmed my heart. Even though you were my little toy, I still deeply cared for you and our relationship was much more than simply sex. As one arm wrapped itself around your body the other ran through your sweat soaked hair and pushed it back behind your neck. Leaning into each other we shared several small, passionate kisses with little laughs jumping out between them. "You really were an amazing little toy for me tonight, babe," I whispered in your ear between kisses. "You're an even better master" you said with a slight giggle as you fell onto me once more leaving your neck pressed against my lips for me to sneak in a few more kisses. Our minds filling with the fresh memories of a night to be remembered for a long time we drifted off in each other's arms. Totally and fully spent and exhausted by each other - I'm not sure how much longer we were awake that night. The table we laid on surely wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world, but with you in my arms - I could sleep anywhere. One of the last things I remember was of my spent manhood slipping out of you as a flow our sweet love drizzled out from between your lips and down my body. Normally we would already be cleaning ourselves up but for once we enjoyed the feeling and embraced it as we did each other. Drifting off with our arms draped around the other and my lips still pressed into your neck and my mind filled with dreams of the night we had just shared. It was as if my mind never wanted to let go of this moment as I was taken back and relived it in my mind as we slept on that table that saw it all. The perfect night we had shared burned into our memories forever. We slept certain that we would never top this night and found ourselves perfectly content with that when we woke up in the morning. My Little Tramp I have to keep tabs on the little tramp – you can see that can't you? – I have to keep my eye on her. She's less than half his age. He'll never keep up with her. Look at them; I give it six months! I'd been thrown all these comments and more when I first married Libby. The rumour mills had been working overtime in attempting to assess the attraction between us. Personally, I thought it obvious. There was no secret as far as I was concerned: Libby wanted my money and I wanted Libby! But they were right about one thing at least; keeping up with my wife sexually was not easy. In bed (or in the kitchen/lounge/bathroom etc) Libby was untamed; a feral being that seemed to know no restraints. I did the best I could but it wasn't long before I suspected that she was straying from the path of the righteous, devoted wife. And so I watched her. Covertly tracking her movements. It became almost an obsession with me. Despite the lack of need to work, Libby had insisted on retaining her job at the local factory. This irked me and the little tramp knew it. For one thing it was not favourable for a man in my position to be seen with a trophy wife who had such a menial job and for another, it meant that she was constantly surrounded by the sniffing young bucks that populated the factory floor. The summertime was worse. Libby would dress in the most revealing clothes that she could find; short skirts that flared around her slim hips and showed off her legs, low-cut tops that promised sneaking glimpses of her tanned breasts and open sandals that exposed her pretty ankles and feet with brightly painted toes. And then, of course there was the factory summer outing. A barbeque. I had been dreading the day for weeks. To her credit, Libby had asked me if I would like to attend. But she knew that I wouldn't and her invitation was half-hearted and unconvincing. No, I had plans for that day! Saturday arrived and I watched Libby dress after a light breakfast. She had selected an expensive, elegant looking white silk blouse and a short black skirt. The weather was warm and so she slipped black high-heeled sandals over her bare feet without the stockings that she usually wore. Her underwear was in matching white lace and after slipping on a short designer jacket; the whole ensemble was finished off with a wide brimmed hat and dark sunglasses. "How do I look?" she asked, smiling sweetly. It had become noticeable in my paranoia that the more suspicious I became of my wife, the more pleasant she was to me. The bitch! I grunted through a bite of cold toast and tried to make out that I had hardly noticed her attire. "Fine." I said sarcastically. "Hope you have a good time." "I will!" There was an air of wickedness in her voice as she threw that last comment over her shoulder on her way to the door. Or maybe it was just my paranoia again. I heard the door close behind her with a certain finality. I listened as the last sounds from her VW disappeared as she drove down the street. Suddenly the room seemed empty and quiet – almost desolate. I looked around the kitchen, my eyes finally coming to rest on the keys to my Lexus. I'd stopped chewing and, as I looked at them, my jaw refused to move. Suddenly the plan didn't seem like such a good idea. Did I really want my wife's infidelity confirmed once and for all? What would I do afterwards? Separation? Divorce? The words seemed to stick in my throat and choke me. But I had to know. I did. There would be no peace in my mind until I found out what the little bitch was up to! I didn't need to follow Libby. I knew where the barbeque was to be held and so was able to let her leave a full hour before I did. The cool air of the vehicle's air conditioning unit calmed my frayed nerves as I drove through the light morning traffic. The leather bound case housing the binoculars that I had bought the previous day rested beside me on the passenger seat and my fingers patted it comfortingly, thinking how they would provide me with a perfect view of my little tramp. It had got to the stage now where I almost WANTED to find her in the arms of another man! The shrill tones of my cell phone suddenly broke my reverie. "Yes?" I answered almost savagely, strangely annoyed at the interruption. It was my law-firm office enquiring on a trivial matter to do with one of the cases I was working on. I gave the necessary answers a little too curtly and put the phone down again, almost instantly regretting my rudeness. I would have to remember to apologise to Angela, my secretary, on Monday. I was too wrapped up in my own thoughts to call her back now. As I reached the barbeque area, I parked well out of sight and got comfortable. Pulling the binoculars out of the case I studied them for a brief moment admiring the precision work that had gone into making them. I grimaced as my first observation through the powerful lenses was a blurred, vague impression. I rolled the calibration wheel slowly and smiled to myself as the whole vista before me came into sharp, pointed focus. I could see the entire barbeque area now and panned the glasses slowly in search of Libby. There were not many people there – which I found a little strange – and I thought that I would have no trouble in locating my little tramp. But Libby was obvious by her absence and, after a few more minutes fruitless searching, I decided to drive around to the other side of the picnic area. Stopping the car again, I now had a different view of the whole area, this time including the almost deserted parking lot. There seemed to be a crowd of people gathered around a mini-van – the only vehicle I could see - and I trained my glasses in that direction. What I saw then made the breath catch in my throat and a sheen of sweat break out on my forehead. Libby – the bitch – was seated just inside the van with the side door wide open. Beside her and in a state of some excitement, was not just one man – but two! Libby was already in a state of semi-undress. Her blouse was undone and her bra discarded exposing two mounds of tanned, womanly flesh that the first man was squeezing and groping lustily. Her short skirt was rucked up; her expensive lace panties, torn and unneeded, lay crumpled on the grass. Libby's hands rested on the second mans' head as she pulled him urgently in between her spread thighs. I was too far away to hear sounds but from the way that Libby's mouth hung open and her lips moved in silent words of encouragement, it was clear that the two men had already brought my wife very close to climax. I watched her body contract and contort beneath her two lovers as the orgasm washed over her body. He high-heels had been kicked off and I could see the toes of her bare feet curl as she climaxed hard. Her whole body seemed to shake and tremble and it was obvious that the two men were having a little difficulty keeping her still. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I closed my eyes as I heard the voice close to my ear. The voyeur exposed as a pervert by the cops. I'd been busted. "Well?" The voice repeated. I looked up and squinted into the sun expecting to see the familiar uniform of the local constabulary. "Hold on." I started. "You're not a cop!" "Of course I'm not a cop! Gary Langton. I work with Libby. Pleased to meet you!" I looked at the proffered hand as if it were a live fish. My brain was still in a whirl. "Gary Langton?" The voice said again, indicating once more his outstretched fish. I shook the fish carefully. "She's great, isn't she?" Langton continued putting the fish back in his pocket. "Every year it's the same. Never fails to entertain the troops! Wonderful for company morale!" Through my befuddlement, I suddenly realised that Langton was talking about my wife. He was so relaxed about it, it was as if she had just bought the staff a large bottle of scotch rather than let them grope her semi-naked body. But before I had chance to reply, the younger man was opening the car door and helping me out. "I've not seen you before, have I? I guess you must be a new hand at the factory. Come on, you'll get a much better view from over there with us. It's my turn next and let me tell you, I got a hard-on with Libby's name on it!" Suddenly it dawned on me that Langton thought I was one of the work force. He hadn't recognised me as The Tramp's husband. I followed the younger man towards the open mini-van and took up a position just to the side and out of my wife's view. I didn't really know what I was doing, but I did know that Libby shouldn't see me. Not that the little bitch would have been very interested in me right at that point. She had other, more pressing matters to attend to! Libby was now seated in the doorway of the van; her legs were open exposing a pussy wet with saliva and sex juice. A tall, naked man was standing next to her with his erection touching her red painted lips. I watched as she opened wide and allowed the young man to push the entire length of his tool into her mouth and started sucking him off. I was transfixed by this wanton display of lust. I had been shocked by the fact that TWO men had been with her earlier, but now a whole line of several lusty young guys formed a queue patiently awaiting their turn with The Tramp. Perversely, although Libby's breasts and pussy were exposed for all to see (and touch), her eyes were still shielded by the Cartier sunglasses. I looked back just in time to see the guy that she was sucking blow his load into her mouth. Libby groaned deeply as she tried to swallow his sticky issue but, inevitably there was too much and the thick liquid began to ooze from the corners of her mouth and drip down onto her hard, swollen nipples. As the first man moved away, now sated, the next man in line took his place. It was Langton and he smiled over at me as he forced his cock in between Libby's cum-stained lips. One of his hands pulled on the back of her head while the other grasped her breast, pulling and pinching the nipple almost viciously as he pumped himself into her mouth. Langton was clearly over-excited and only lasted a few moments. To cheers and hoots from his friends, Libby's young co-worker groaned loudly and emptied the contents of his balls. He was moved on quickly by the next man who immediately took his place. The third guy was a small black man that I was sure I had seen before (although I'm certain it would have been with his clothes on!). His cock was thick and long and I heard a small squeal of delight from Libby as she greedily sucked it into her willing mouth. She was beginning to look a little abused now. Cum was dripping from her lips and had pooled, drying in the sun, between her sweat-sheened breasts. But this didn't stop her eagerly blowing the big black cock that was currently thrusting in and out of her mouth. Her hands cupped his balls and her lips formed a tight seal around the wide head. It was no surprise that the man shot his load in less than five minutes. Things then started to move a little more quickly. Libby was bodily lifted and pulled, wet and dripping from the mini-van. An older, slightly overweight man, that I recognised as the factory foreman – Libby's boss – sat inside and held a short, squat looking penis in his grubby hand. Libby was encouraged to bend over and take her boss into her mouth while standing. Yet another man then moved behind her and, unceremoniously, pulled her short skirt up to expose her juicy pussy from behind. She was still wet from the earlier licking that she had received and the young mans' cock slid in easily up to the hilt. I could hear my wife moaning like a cheap whore as she was penetrated at both ends. Her legs were shaking as the young man slammed his tool into her from behind and I guessed that she was in the throes of another crashing orgasm. The two men came almost together and Libby received another faceful of thick, sticky jism at one end whilst the guy in her pussy quickly pulled out and shot his seed over the small of her back. The Tramp was now clearly exhausted but there were still three more men that had not yet sampled her ample charms. For the first time since watching this obscenely wonderful spectacle, I heard her speak. "More." She gurgled through sperm-stained lips. "I want more cum! Shoot it all over me!" Lying back in the mini-van, my slut-wife tore open the front of her blouse, ripping the buttons and sending them spinning off onto the grass. With her breasts fully exposed, the last three men stood to her sides and started masturbating furiously. In turn she took each cock in her mouth, licking and sucking the head and then rolling it over her impossibly hard nipples. The air was thick with the sounds and aromas of raw sex and it was only a short time before the men started to present Libby with her much needed gift. The cum flew everywhere; spurting from the ends of throbbing, twitching cocks and splashing the hot flesh of my wife's tits and face. The valley of her cleavage was a pool of semen and the thick sex fluid obliterated her designer sunglasses. Her red painted lips mouthed more words of support as she and the men wrung every last drop out of their balls. I looked around me at the surrounding area of grass. Men, young and older, lay around relaxing and recovering in varying stages of undress. Limp cocks lay against flat, work-hardened stomachs and perspiration stained the brows of most of Libby's conquests. Despite myself I could feel the strain of a solid erection beneath my own pants as, unobserved, I sneaked off back to the Lexus. It was nearly five-thirty when I heard Libby return. All afternoon, the images that I had witnessed would not leave me. My erection had ached and, on several occasions, I had to resist the almost overwhelming urge to masturbate. "Did you have a good time?" I said casually, glancing up from my newspaper as she entered the lounge. She looked very different to the last time I saw her. Gone were all traces of semen. Her hair was freshly washed (in who's bathroom, I wondered) and her chic clothes were expertly arranged. Who would have guessed that, earlier, she had been behaving like such a cheap whore. "Very nice, thank you!" She replied with a grin. I thought I'd push the point. I wanted to catch her out. "I've been feeling horny all day!" I said. "But you look a bit tired for sex now." Libby always wanted sex. She never said no. Let's see her wriggle out of this one, I thought! "Oh, I'm not tired!" She chuckled. "I'm just ready for a good fucking! Would you like to fuck me in the ass, baby? For some reason I got a bit of a sore pussy today." As my little tramp bent over the sofa and pulled down her panties, baring her sweet rounded buttocks, I forgot all about the fact she wasn't wearing the bra that she had earlier. I decided not to ask about the different colour lipstick and the fact that her pussy was still wet and juicy I pushed to the back of my mind. As my cock speared her tiny, star shaped anus, I smiled as I realised that The Tramp was mine now – All mine!