1 comments/ 37763 views/ 5 favorites Owning the Birthday Girl By: CM_Haiden Sometimes when you wake up and realize ... this is my life ...you sort of smile. One of those days for me was March 24, 2009. I looked over at her sleeping form as she was softly breathing. I relaxed for a bit and caught a bit of laughter as it formed in my throat. I licked my lips and thought about what a nice birthday she was gonna have today. But now I had some preparations to make sure it was a special day for her. "Wake up slave." A rough slap to the tight little ass stirred her from her slumber. She stretched and yawned as she looked at me with slightly sleepy eyes. "Good Morning Master.. what smells so good." Her stomach growled uncontrollably as she smelled the food. The small dinner she had last night of a garden salad and a small steak had more than likely not sated her appetite. "I made you a special birthday breakfast slave. I have some pancakes, bacon, eggs, fruit, granola, and some yogurt." She greedily eyed the pancakes and eggs. As I laid the tray in front of her. "Why bacon you know how I am with pork products... I just can't eat them right now maybe later Sir." I watched her taste the pancakes and waited with a slightly innocent look on my face. She chewed for a bit and then laid the fork down with a bit of pancake still on it. "Sir my pancakes taste a bit funny." I suppressed another grin as it tried to form over my face. "Oh yeah I forgot to empty the pan out when I was frying the bacon. A bit of the grease is probably in the pancakes." She sighed a bit and pushed the pancaked to one side. I never understood her dislike of pork. But for once it was useful. I watched her nipples harden as she began to eat the egg white omelet, granola, and fruit. I pulled the comforter down a bit and rubbed a bare breast as she looked over at me and smiled. I heard the granola bar open as she dumped the pieces into bowl and covered them in the yogurt and fruit. "Have to keep that energy level up slave girl. You have a busy day planned for today. " She began to eat the yogurt and fruit. It had been her usual breakfast for the past four weeks every day since I put her on her diet. I had already caught her complaining once and spanked her right at the breakfast table before she left for work. She had told me later how she had fidgeted all morning and finally had to stand through lunch to keep from wincing. She is so cute when she has a freshly spanked bottom. It's so hard for her to act like an independent modern woman when she has been punished like a little girl. I couldn't help myself as I pinched her ass as I recalled the thought. "Ouch what was that for Sir?" She rubbed her ass and readjusted the G-string I had let her sleep in. I had already scooped up her tank top and tossed it into the hamper. I could see her looking around the room for it. Her nipple rings dangled off the ends of each hardened nipple. I sat down on the edge of the comforter as she laid beside me. I had adjusted it so it was sitting at waist level on her so she couldn't cover her chest. "I was a little hot last night so I turned on the A/C a bit." A bit.. ha ha .. it was probably 60 degrees in the room. Also night is a bit questionable. ... is 6:30 am night? I had to take a real long hot shower before she had woken up. She greedily slurped away at the granola and tried to tease me a bit as she ate. Making sure to lick every drop of the white sticky cream off her spoon. She was doing a great job at it too. I felt myself getting hard as she sat there. She probably needs the calories anyway. I smiled as she finished licking the bowl clean. "Mmmm you know babe.. your cute little display almost looked like you were trying to be a little cock tease. Is that what you were trying to do slave girl?" She looked like a deer in the head lights when I said that. She must have been unaware she was doing it. But in our house that accusation was an almost a punishable offense by itself. I felt her snuggle up closer as she rubbed the inside of my thigh. "Well it is my birthday can't you let me off with just a warning this time Master." I had her. I stroked her hair and back and then back up again as I felt her hand reach for the top of my shorts and pull them down. "I think you were just playing but I think you need to clean up your mess slave girl." I was already hard as she stroked me further. But I wanted to tease her a bit more and get her hopes up. "Well slave since it is your birthday after you take care of your master. He will give you a nice shower and rub down." Her eyes lit up with a bit of hope mixed with lust as she stroked me and kissed my neck. Her head craned down and began to suck me softly. Her tongue slid up and down the shaft of my cock. She was trying to turn me on just enough so we would end up in the shower together. What a greedy pig she was and just because it was her birthday. I snickered under my breath and disguised it as a grunt as she licked my cock up and down. I grabbed her neck and pushed her head down a bit. She gagged and her tongue rolled over the tip of my cock. A breath escaped my lips as I slipped my cock out of her mouth and slapped her cheek with it. "You want it slave girl." Once I got my slave going she would suck my cock until her jaw ached but this was a nice break for her and would prolong my pleasure. Besides it was only a few minutes after 9 A.M. "Yes sir please let me suck your cock. I really love the feeling of your cock in my mouth. Please just let me suck you off. I really want your cock in my mouth." She was being a persuasive little slave girl this morning. She must be worried about her birthday present. I didn't allow my slave many luxuries that she didn't have to "earn". "Yes you may slave." I slipped my cock back into her mouth. "That a girl.. just a little bit more tongue slave." She eagerly took direction. She was a expert at sucking my cock, but I still loved giving her direction. I rubbed and stroked the side of her head. She started tickling my inner calf. She was trying to slow me down from filling her mouth with another dose of yogurt. I grabbed her pony tail and wrapped it around my fist and began to speed up her tempo. I was getting close but still not there. I kneaded her breast making sure to rub a already hardened nipple. I gently pulled the nipple ring as she began to moan. I felt the underside of her breast and traced it with just a finger tip. It distracted her enough to push her back into her normal tempo. "Are you gonna be a good girl and swallow every drop of it slave." She nodded vigorously as she pumped my cock up and down. I finally felt a rise in my body as she coaxed the last bit of excitement from me/ I quickly pumped my cock into her mouth. I could almost hear a dejected sigh as she felt my cum slip past her lips. A satisfied gulp was the next sound she let out. I looked to see if she had missed any drops as she licked my cock clean and let it slip back out of her mouth. No such luck. I would have to remember to change my diet slightly to make it more liquid and add volume of course. "Well Sir do you wanna go with me to the shower?" She casually stood in front of me and slipped the tiny bit of fabric past her thighs and let it slide around her ankles. She was a really tempting prize but I wanted to see if she would notice what else I had done before she got up. I heard the water turn on as it ran for a few seconds. I smiled and walked into the bathroom. "COLD COLD!! " Her words echoed through the house. A slippery naked slave girl greeted my eyes as I turned the corner to the shower. I had left the hot water running just enough to keep maybe two gallons of hot water in the water heater. She was already soapy and lathered up as it had turned completely cold. I rubbed and stroked her ass from outside the shower. "What's the problem hun?" I hesitated a bit but made sure to add just enough concern to my voice to make her think it was a complete accident. "The damn water heater is out again I thought ... Sir this slave thinks the water heater needs to be serviced." She stood in front of me dripping onto the tile floor as she realized what she had done. I began to tap my foot. "Slave what is rule number 5?" Her eyes got a dreamy look to them as she shifted from one foot to the other. "A slave can not curse unless cursed at and only in private may she curse back. A slave must be a kind courteous lady in public and the house." I squeezed her ass hard and let a slap out. "Ow sir." She rubbed her wet and cold hands over her equally wet and cold ass. "Well slave why don't you get back in the shower and give me a nice show and I will think that I can forgot that bit of unladylike-like behavior. " I smiled and waited for it. "But but.. sir I thought you were going to get in with me. I really needed ..ok Sir I will do it." She was doing the calculation in her head and more than likely thought she could manage to turn me on enough to hop in with her and that she could finish the rest of her birthday in the blissful peace of shopping, eating, and lovemaking that I had told her about yesterday. She reached up and turned just the hot water on. A lot of good it would do her. I had also turned the temperature down on the water heater this morning. I smiled. She shuddered a bit as the wave of cold water slammed into her breasts, stomach, and thighs. It was chilling her to the bone. She continued to smile though as she slid her hands up down her body. She would occasionally turn around and rub her ass from behind. I loved her ass. So nice taut, firm, and shapely. I wanted so much to hop into the shower with her and push her against the shower wall and fuck her brains out. She must have seen it in my eyes. She slapped her ass with a heavy wet hand. "OOO that hurt master. Can you kiss it and make it better please sir?" It was a rhetorical question as she pushed against the wall and wiggled her butt some more. If she kept this up I was gonna be in there. "Slave that's enough .. rinse off, get out, get pretty, and get dressed." She frowned in a near child like fit of frustration. She probably thought she was never gonna get off today. I watched her slid the towel up and down her body and then between her legs. She smiled and winked as she did it. I could only think that she was trying awfully damn hard to get me.. well hard. "I laid your clothes out on your dressing table. I will show you what your gonna wear tonight at dinner. So go ahead and just put on everything but the jeans and T-shirt." I had laid out a nice white lace bra and panty combination with a the matching garter belt and white stockings. I palmed the white box with the pink ribbon on it and laid it on the bed and waited. I licked my lips as I savored the after glow of all my efforts this morning, but this day was still young and I still had a slave to torment. I smiled again and slid my head down and then back up again as my slave came out of the bathroom. "Mmmm maybe we should just stay in slave." Her stocking feet crept along the floor as I eyed her body up and down. The small white pair of panties was slid carefully up her thighs. The stockings were held up by the tight garter belt that sat around her waist. She adjusted the bra as her breasts heaved with every breath. "So what am I gonna wear tonight Sir to my Birthday dinner?" She said it with just a mild bit of annoyance. I always had the pension for picking out something a bit too short, too revealing, too skimpy and of course too pink. She hated the color. I loved it. She wore it. She unwrapped the box careful to untie the bow. I wish I had a picture of her unwrapping the box in her underwear. I smiled. "You know you look really cute doing that." I breathed in and out quickly. "Doing what sir." A dull smile greeted me as she pulled the tissue paper out of the box. "Nothing just a thought for Christmas and my birthday as well." I laughed a bit as she held the dress up. "Its gorgeous sir." She held the slim white dress over her body and posed a bit with it. It would fit like a glove if I had done my measurements right and would be long enough to reach just above her knees. "Try it on for me." I walked behind her and rubbed her chest from behind. She quickly slipped the dress on over her head and slid it down to her thighs. I carefully zipped the back up and rubbed her possessively. "Its perfect Sir!" She practically beamed with pride as she turned around in the mirror trying to find a bad angle to it. "I know I saw you eying it every-time we went past it last week. I just knew it would look perfect on my slave. Also I saw two other things that would be perfect with it. " I handed her the second box and she tore the box top off quickly and pulled the 2 inch heels out. They were slim stilettos but she could wear them. She smiled and slipped them on. She marched back and forth in it as she rubbed her ass smoothing out the material. She wrapped her arms around my neck and leapt into my arms as we briefly kissed. "Happy Birthday slave." She looked drunk as I said it. Maybe she was re-evaluating my proposal about staying in bed all day. "Now take it off." She stopped in her tracks. "But I want to wear it out sir." I knew she did but I wanted to make sure this day had its full impact. "But it needs to be washed they pulled it strait off the mannequin and I couldn't risk you seeing it in the wash. So strip slave." She reluctantly took it off and handed it to me. "Be careful with it Sir." Oh I will slave.. I will. I smiled again as she turned and walked back to the bathroom the G-string framing each ass cheek as they flexed with each step. She knew she looked hot to me. It was only a matter of moments before she came out in the blue jeans and T shirt I had laid out. She grabbed for my arm and rubbed against me a little more as I grabbed my keys, wallet, and cell phone. The drive was rather uneventful as we drove past the blocks of shopping malls, houses, and restaurants. It took us awhile but we finally arrived at Meadowbrook shopping mall. It was a rundown mall with a few boarded up stores but she liked a few of the stores in it. Also the movie theater was quiet and dark. I grinned a bit as I remembered her sucking me off as we watched The Breakup as Jennifer Anniston strutted through the apartment. But I also loved one other store. We looked around a bit and finally went into one store to see if we could find her some carpi pants and a sweater. She grabbed the sweater and held it up. "Its not big enough babe." I smoothed it out over her chest as she looked down. "It is so... and I don't care what you say the pants will fit too." She grabbed them and headed off to the changing rooms. I followed in quick succession as I looked down the rows of partitions for her pink sneakers. I saw them as her jeans slid down and off with her shoes quickly following. I walked closer and unlatched the door and heard her let out a small yelp of surprise. "What are you doing in her Sir." I smiled as I rubbed her ass. "I just wanted to make sure my slave looked right in these new clothes of hers" She threw her hands over her chest as I slid the pants up and slid my hands in with them. "These are really good. I have plenty of room to put my hands in." I smiled as I began to rub. She slid her body into me as she relaxed. I rubbed her clit a little faster through her panties. I watched for her to bite her lip and begin to move her crotch into my hand. I heard her moan as I began to kiss her neck. I unzipped my pants and slid her pants down a few inches. She braced herself against the wall and pushed her ass into my crotch. I slid my cock into her pussy from behind and let a quick series of thrusts with my hips. She began to grind her hips into mine. I could see beeds of sweat drip down her back and forehead. I rubbed and massaged the underside of each breast as she stood there. I flicked my cock inside of her pussy. She turned around as I slid out and then back into her. I pressed her back up against the wall and began to roughly kiss and lick her neck. I loved deserted malls especially ones with inattentive staff for this same reason. Bloomingdale's or Macy's we would have already been escorted out of by this point. I felt her tongue inside of my mouth as I caressed it with my own. Her stomach heaved into my waist. Her breath raced as I covered her mouth with my lips. I slipped my hands to her ass and pulled the G-string to one side as I slide a finger into her ass. She was really getting into the experience. "You know the mirror maybe two way." She instantly tensed up. I laughed inside of my head as I withdrew my cock and zipped back up. I slapped her ass as she hurriedly pulled her pants and panties up. "Well back to business." My business was keeping her horny and frustrated. I reached down and grabbed the sweater. I tried to slip it over her chest but her nipples made it extremely hard. "I told you it wouldn't fit slave but lets keep the pants." I smiled as I grabbed the sweater and walked out. I could hear a muffled scream as I left the dressing room area. Throughout the morning as we shopped. I kept grabbing my phone as the preset alarm went off at different intervals with various ring tones. I pretended to take each call as I handed her the bags. The amount of bags grew as the morning went on. I was working on my home theater system and I thought a little splurge on me wasn't all that bad. "Don't drop my receiver babe." She glared at me as she tried to manage her clothing purchases and my two boxes of cables and equipment. After the third time answering my phone she finally stopped handing the bags and boxes back to me. It was funny to watch this cute little girl handle all these packages. I just imagined her at Christmas time wearing nothing but a red thong handing me my packages from underneath the tree. I licked my lips and began my favorite game with her. I slid back behind her. I usually did this at least once when we were walking. Just so I could admire her ass in a tight pair of jeans. She would either slow down or pick up pace to try and get me to stand nearer to her. It really made her feel self conscious about her ass, but what do I care. I could see the white thong from the back of her pants and I tugged at the straps as we walked through the mall. Making sure they were visible. "Babe you know I hate when you do that. " I slapped her ass in full view of a pack of teenage boys and I heard them snicker a bit as she turned red all over. "Can't we just go have lunch. I am starving." She mumbled it and slurred the last bit of her words as we walked further down the mall. I could hear one of the teenage boys whistle at her as we walked toward the car to drop off the packages she had bought. Most of the time I would let her get something at the food court that was a bit more risqué for her diet ,but today was special. "She will have the fresh garden salad, grilled chicken, light cheese, and light dressing on the side. .. No croûtons as well. I will have the Number three with no lettuce or beans, and make my taco crunchy." I smiled at her as we sat down. "Babe don't worry I am just letting you save room for Dinner tonight we can go anywhere you want. Now eat up your salad is getting.. warm." I ate the three tacos and my nachos as she looked on. She quietly drank from her bottle of water as I slurped on the bottle of soda. I slid over closer to her and rubbed her back as she curled up next to me. She was so cute as she grabbed onto my arm and rubbed her hand on my stomach. "Comfy?" She just nodded her up and down vigorously. "Tired?" She again nodded but added a yawn at the end and a stretch. "A good birthday so far?" She nodded vigorously up and down. I was a bit surprised by the last one. Almost asking why before she reached her other hand under my arm. Owning the Birthday Girl "Because your with me?" She nodded even harder this time and kissed my cheek. For a Saturday this mall still did not have much business. It was almost like a weekday as I looked out across the crowd. "Do you wanna go see Mall Cop or Watchmen?" I watched her look content on my arm. "Mall cop it is then babe." I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her towards the mall elevator. She grabbed me and I felt her hand rub my back as I grabbed her ass. "Not yet slave" She was getting forceful with her attentions. We quickly paid for our tickets and went into the movie. At 2 pm in the afternoon on a March Saturday there were very few people in the movie. I waited for the lights to go on before I slipped my hands into her pants. She quickly slid down into her seat and tried to get me to stop. "Please sir stop let's just watch the movie Sir.. please." I waited for her attention to focus back on the movie before I tried again. She tried to resist but eventually tired. "Please sir just stop.. I will suck your cock anytime you want sir." I smiled and whispered in her ear. "You will already do that. Besides don't you want a orgasm for your birthday." Her eyes widened she knew how long it would take to get her there. She tried to bargain. "Please sir if thats gonna be my birthday present please let me have it later... please." I love it when she begs. I still needed to get off though. I grabbed her head and unzipped my pants. "Ok slave girl but your gonna do something for me now." She didn't waste a second as she greedily sucked my cock up and down. She didn't even try to tease me. She wanted to get me off short and quick. I stroked her head quickly. "That's a girl suck a little bit harder and swirl your tongue." I felt her hand reach over and stroke the shaft of my cock. Her hand quickly stroked faster and faster. I grabbed her by her pony tail and pinched her nose shut. She wanted a bit more cock in her mouth. I felt her tongue swirl around the tip of my cock. "Ahhh slave just a bit more tongue." She quickly added more tongue as I began to drip into her mouth. "That's a good girl." I felt her rub her jaw as my cum dripped into her mouth. I felt a few quick jets of hot cum slip into her mouth. She gulped repeatidly trying to swallow of it. A bit of cum dripped onto her pants. "Mmm thanks slave." I felt her zip me back up and glare. "Are you satisified Sir?" Her words dripped with venom. I felt another bit of my plan slide into place. "Yes quite slave. Do you want anything from the snack bar slave?" I watched her lick her lips as she eyed a guys large nachos. "Nachos and a drink sir." I shook my head as I walked away. She was great at giving head and there was barely anyone even in the movie. I think I had seen one old woman look up during the whole process but she looked confused as I she turned back around. I quickly walked to the snack bar after a brief pit stop. "Nachos, a large slushie, a bag of gummi bears and a small diet coke. " I quickly paid the guy who was obviously oggling a group of teenage girls behind me. I couldn't resist myself. "You know if you slap their ass and make them say your name. They won't even look at another man again. " His jaw dropped as I walked away laughing. I was about crying as I walked to the theater. I looked around and found her. I positioned the Slushie and Nachos at the tip of the tray and walked closer to her. She was focused on the movie she didn't even see it coming. I feigned a trip and dropped the nachos and slushie on her. "What the hell.. you fucking .." She looked up and saw that it was me. A look of barely contained fury greeted me. Yeah.. come on slave girl say it. I know you want to. She didn't. I apologized profusely as we walked to the back of the theater. She was soaked to her panties and bra. "I feel so sorry babe.. let's go get you some new clothes. It'll be my sorry to you babe." I hugged her and led her to the Victoria's Secret as it was the closest clothing shop to the theater. Like I said I love this mall. I smiled as I tipped my head forward trying to act as if I was sorry. I eyed the dress I liked from the side of my head. I had already paid off the girl working there to put anything in her size up during this period. Thankfully March is a slow month for lingerie sales. I smiled again as she looked around with a bit of nacho cheese and cola dripping off of her. "There is nothing her that will fit me Sir." She looked like she was about to begin fuming again. "I already found something and its on sale too." I held up a pink mini dress ,a pink garter belt, and matching cupless bra and panty set. Her jaw about dropped. She ran over to the single girl on duty at the register. "Do you have anything that will fit me?" I walked up behind her and nodded no to the girl. "Absolutely not ma'am and if you would stop dripping on the floor I may have to call security." I chuckled inwardly. The girl was add libbing perfectly for my needs. I about laughed again. "Babe lets just buy it and leave. Then we can go back to the house and you can change into your dress and we can go to dinner. Besides it would look hot on you." I smiled and tried to appeal to her with my eyes. I smiled again. I was laughing my head off inside my head as she walked towards the dressing room. I went in with her again. "Master please get out. I can change by myself." I chuckled again and threw up my hands and walked out. I waited. "Master?" A small tentative voice came from the inside of the room. "Yes slave girl." I winked at the girl behind the register and flashed a $100 bill at her and smiled. She nodded back. I walked into the dressing room with her and looked at her back with the dress waiting to be zipped in the back. "So did you need something slave girl." She pointed to the zipper on the back of the dress. I quickly zipped her up as she looked in the mirror. I snickered. She usually wouldn't wear something like that in the bedroom let alone out in public. I watched her try to smooth the dress down over her ass ,but I could see her ass cheeks from under the dress. "Does it look ok Sir?" I watched her cringe and bit her lip. I mumbled a groan as I rubbed her chest. "Mmmm Hmm it does slave." I thought I heard her say "Oh no" as I stroked her chest and rubbed each nipple. I could feel her nipples poke through the material of her flimsy dress. "Please sir I am exhausted.. can't we just pay for the clothes and go home." She looked defeated ,but she didn't even put up a fight as I unzipped my pants again and yanked her dress up and her panties down. I felt her body respond as I pushed my cock into her pussy. I was waiting for it. "I thought you looked familiar.. why don't you peddle your wares some place else." The sales girl looked a bit annoyed just like I had told her to be. "Now you two pay for your clothes and get out before I call security and have you both arrested. I'am assuming that since he is your customer. That he will be paying." The sales girl's voice dripped with venom as I handed her my credit card. My slave quickly picked up her purse and ran out the door as I pretended to berate the sales girl. I walked to the car and looked around and finally saw her at the side of another car near the wall. "Sir I don't have the keys." I dangled them in front of her face and unlocked her side and waited for her to slide in. She put her head in her hands. "Please sir can we just go home." I obliged and started the car as I stroked her leg. I thought about maybe just taking her to a nice restaurant and letting her wear her dress there, but I wanted to push a bit more. As we pulled in she darted out and ran to the washer. Probably looking for her dress. I got hard thinking about her stripping down to her cute little new undies and searching for her dress. I opened the dryer and pulled the dress out along with a red shirt and walked into the house. "Sir did you hang it up somewhere it wasn't in the wash." I held up a piece of pink clothing that looked remarkably like her dress. "You didn't sir..." I sheepishly nodded yes. She finally let loose and ran at me. "I can't believe you did that sir.. what the hell were you thinking sir." I wanted to laugh so much. I mean how many girls will call you "sir" while they are pissed off at you. However, swearing and insulting me were offenses that could not be glossed over. "Drop trow slave." I stood and waited the requesite 30 seconds for her to calm down and pull her panties down. I waited and nothing happened but more whining about her damn dress. If only she knew. When you have nearly a perfect slave at your disposal getting a reason to spank her becomes harder and harder.. but eventually one comes up. "Come along slave." I grabbed her by the arm as she began to kick and scream. She tried to dig in her heels and try to stop me. "No! No! Not on my birthday at least wait til tomorrow. Please sir wait til tomorrow. I'll be good sir. Please I'll be good. Don't spank me Sir." I grabbed her and tossed her over my shoulder. She began to kick and scream again. "Please slave act your age." I wanted to kick her pride a bit more. She just yelled in frustration as she found she could not get loose. "Why are you doing this to me sir. Please just stop. This has been a bad day already. Just let me stop and go to bed." I felt her weaken as I pushed her over the bed and yanked her pants and panties down. The first slap to her ass took her by surprise. "Ow one sir!" I felt her shudder a bit as I rubbed her stomach. I love forcing different parts of her to respond. She is a great instrument if you know how to play her. I lick her back and neck. "You know slave.. if you are good maybe we will continue what we started when you were trying on those pants." I watched her bite her lip and shake her head. She didn't want to feel that way. I added to the distraction as after the sixth slap I began to rub her clit. She wanted it but if she gave in. I wasn't gonna give it to her. I continued my ministrations as her legs began to rub against my knee. The tell tell wetness on my knee was proof enough that at least part of her liked what I was doing. I slapped her ass again and heard a muffled moan after her count hit seventeen. "I bet you wanted this on your eighteenth birthday. To be over some guy's knee being spanked. Isn't it slave?" I loved pushing her buttons and making her speak on command. "Please don't not now.. I didn't want this.. I didn't want this sir." She shook her head back and forth as I paused to rub and stroke her ass. I savored the moment as i had her over my knee. I waited for it each and every time I spanked her cute little ass. I finally heard it. A bit of a sniffle as she began to cry. "What a cute little girl you make. Are you gonna be daddy's big girl and stop those tears." She hadn't trusted me at first to cry in front of me. She had always held back ,but it hadn't taken me awhile to stop that. "Come on be a daddy's big birthday girl and stop balling." I wiped a tear away as I savored it. There is just something about turning a woman into a balling little teenager that really gets me going. Especially when the balling teenager used to be a huge bitch as the one over my knee. I rubbed her ass and delivered the final slap making it a even thirty-five spanks. "Now are you gonna be good and wear the dress." I waited for it but it never came. A simple and meek. "Yes sir." Was all I got in return. I wanted to push a bit more. I walked into the bathroom as she slid her clothes off. "Leave your new undies on. You look really cute in them slave. Especially now that your ass matches." I laughed a bit as I savored the moment. She didn't hesistate a bit as she stood there. The dress slid over her head but fought a bit as the material stretched over her chest. I yanked the hem down and smoothed it out. "Well I guess the dress of yours shrunk a bit slave." I laughed again as she stood there. Each of the bottoms of her ass cheeks stood out from the dress. I caressed and rubbed them. She just stood there with a defeated look on her face. Her nipple rings were unmistakable. The tattoo showing my ownership of the cute little body and mind of hers was beyond legible. "Your gonna be a hit at the Butcherblock slave." The butcherblock was a all you can eat BBQ Rib place near the airport that made Hooters look like a poetry reading. That re-awakened a fight in her. "The Butcherblock but I thought we were gonna go to the Arizona and eat there. You promised. You promised. " I had been awaiting this moment all day. "Well I can always go alone. I am sure I can bring something or one that will be entertaining for me." I could see the pictures floating through her eyes as a silcone injected bimbo bent over the bed mewing like a kitten at me as she slept in the guest room. She took off for our bedroom and hid under the covers of the bed. I pulled out my cell and sent the text as I walked to the room after her. "You know slave I don't think your in any position to go anywhere with me.. but I think it'll be perfect if I stay here with you and maybe we can you know." I put my finger in my mouth and popped it obscenely. It was just then the door bell rang. "That must be my hooker I ordered." I watched her eyes turn cold as she grabbed my baseball bat from under the bed. "Good then she won't be missed much." I loved when she was like this. She was gonna be really energetic later in bed. I watched her ass sway as she walked down the hall towards the door. The baseball bat in one hand. I walked quickly ahead of her as I had her robe in my hand. "Slave put this on." She looked puzzled. I never told her to put on clothes like her robe just take them off. "Do it slave. Trust me." A huff of frustration came out of her mouth as she slid the robe over her shoulders. "Like I'd ever order a hooker." I opened the door as the caterer from the Arizona was just about to ring the bell again. "Ok where would you like us to set up the food and the cake." His narled New Jersey accent gave away that he wasn't from a texas steakhouse ,but the food was still good and the service was excellent. The three men quickly laid out the food as my slave stood dumbfounded. "You know you should go change into something else slave." I whispered it quietly into her ear as I stroked her shoulders and ran my hands down to her waist. "Into what sir?" She was almost back to happy ,but needed a final push. I reached under the couch and pulled a box with a purple ribbon around it. "Its not pink is it sir?" She seemed hesitant like a soldier with shell shock waiting for the next grenade. " No it isn't slave. Open it up." She pulled her white gleaming dress from the box ,and held up a large flat black box. "Open that too slave." She seemed excited as she flipped the black case open revealing a set of pearls. "Read the inscription slave." She giggled as she laughed. She never giggled without prompting before. A pleasant side effect for me. "Now you don't have to wear a collar out to the store anymore with those." I felt her grip me with a near death grip around my waist. "I love it Master... I love you master." I sat down as the waiter poured us both some water and poured her a extra large glass of champagne. She walked back to the bedroom and came out wearing her newest treasures. Her heels clacked along the floor as she stopped to pose. "You look great babe." She leaned over and kissed my cheek." I motioned for the waiter to bring the cake over. I had it done and then had it covered as it was delivered to the caterer's. So even they wouldn't see it. I motioned the waiter away as they sat the last bit of food on the table. I handed the guy a twenty as he left and the remarkable sound of car doors slamming greeted my ears. I walked back to the cake and yanked off the cover and let her read it. "To my dearest slave.. though your days maybe trying and your rewards few. Know always that you are as precious as any treasure imaginable and know that within me is always a man that you can hold as your own as he holds you as his." I smiled and waited for it. I leaned my head forward as she tackled me. I grabbed her and pulled my legs around her and spun her over back onto her back. I kissed her neck and chest as she lay on the ground. I felt the dress slid off her body. I flipped it over the back of one of the chairs as I rubbed my hands over her back and down her ass. "God master .. " I waited for her eyes to swivle back into her head as she lay there. I continued to kiss and rub her throat as I unzipped my pants and pushed my cock into her pussy. I was greeted with a delightful series of moans and mews as she laid down. I pulled her up into my lap. "It maybe your birthday but you still have to do some work tonight slave." I could hear her breath into my ear as she wrapped her arms around my neck and started bouncing up and down. I rubbed her chest as I licked and sucked on each nipple ring. I began to rub the underside of each breast as I licked her nipple and massaged the underside of each breast. "Mmmm Master.. that feels ummm.. ummm.. God." I really liked when I disrupted her train of thought as I slid a finger into her ass and began to work in and out in circles. I moved my cock from side to side as she bounced. A bit of sweat dripping off her chest and head landed on my stomach. I pushed her back and pinned her against the floor. I slowed down my pace as she locked her legs around my waist and her fingernails dug into my back lightly. "Master can I have my orgasm now." She was ready alright. "No but you can have mine." I smiled as she realized that she just got her orgasm. .. My orgasm. I began to laugh as I thought of it.