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Sir And Baby Meet At Last Ch. 01

By: CeeeBeee



The train pulled out of the station and with it her final chance to back out. At every one of the 8 stops she had wrestled with the urge to jump off and take the next train back to her nice, tranquil little life. Of course she was never going to; she knew that deep down, but the temptation was always there. There was another 40 minutes left before her stop, 40 minutes to get more jumpy, more scared, more excited. For half an hour she managed to remain relatively calm, telling herself that she was going to have a ball and that she knew what she was doing. They had swapped countless emails and texts and had some very kinky phone sex as well as chatting on the phone; and she had always wanted to go that extra step and finally meet; what was the worst that could happen? There was 10 minutes left, she got up and went to the loo, sat down and fished her mirror out of her handbag. 

"I should have worn makeup," she thought to herself as she looked disapprovingly at her flushed cheeks, but she never wore makeup and had decided that any attempt to be fake would stand out a mile. But then the panic started to creep up a notch; the knot in her stomach had been gradually building all week and now it just got so big she was convinced it was stopping her from breathing. She could feel the train start to slow as it approached her stop and she started thinking "I could always just stay locked in here until it moves on." Again she knew she was never going to do that; she took a deep breath, pulled up her best lacy knickers and tried to pull herself together. She unlocked the loo door and made her way back to her seat as the train ground to a halt.

She grabbed her overnight bag and made her way to the door taking deliberate, slow breaths to try and remain calm. She could feel her cheeks flaming and feel her heart thumping as she stepped down onto the platform. She cautiously looked around but couldn't see him "That's the worst that could happen," she thought to herself "He was never going to show up, no; the worst is he was here, took one look and legged it." She took another look around and started to feel disappointment and relief in equal measure as still there was no sign of him, and there he was; much further away than she had been looking. Of course, he wasn't going to be all eager and waiting by the doors. He stood looking directly at her and she knew she'd been seen; absolutely no turning back now, the game she had been playing in her head continued, there had been no turning back all along; not at the start of the train journey, not at all 8 stops, not even after that first text she had sent all those months ago; there had never been any turning back.

She walked towards him, her head down in embarrassment but looking furtively up at him now and again as he just watched as she made her way across the platform. He made no attempt to help her close the gap or smile his encouragement, just watched her as the blush in her cheeks made its way across her face and down her body. She arrived in front of him and said a shy, mumbled "Hello." 

"Hello baby," he said and the sound of his gorgeous voice saying the familiar 'baby' made her smile. He took her bag and placed it on the floor, and in one quick movement grabbed both of her hands and pushed them behind her into the small of her back. As she gasped with surprise he bent forward and kissed her deeply. He kissed her forcefully and darkly and the knot in her stomach exploded into a million butterflies and fluttered down to between her legs and across her nipples and everywhere else in between. He stopped the kiss, let go of her right hand and picked up her bag, he gripped her left hand firmly and began walking briskly out of the station without saying another word.

"God, this is so romantic," she thought as he whisked her out of the station to the line of waiting black cabs. But he kept her walking fast past the cabs and took a sharp left down a narrow cobbled side street that ran along the side of the big station hotel. About half way down the street he stopped abruptly and pushed her into a deep, boarded up doorway. He grabbed her right hand again and she tilted her head upwards for another fabulously passionate kiss. But he didn't kiss her, he pulled both of her hands above her head and she knew to keep them there. He pulled up her t-shirt and roughly pulled her tits out of their flimsy black lacy bra. She knew her big bouncy boobs were an asset and the plus side of being a curvy girl and she stood proud expecting him to look at them appreciatively and perhaps suck her nipples. He grabbed a nipple in each hand between his thumb and forefinger and twisted them as far around as he could. As she took a sharp intake of breath he pulled them towards him sending pain shooting down to between her legs; delicious pain. How could she not have expected this after all the times he had ordered her to pull and twist them for him on the phone? He let go of her nipples and watched as her tits bounced back into place and her nipples hardened even further as they grew cold in the breeze. She started to feel scared and darted her eyes down the side street as she heard footsteps coming closer, it was a dark side street and an even darker doorway but it was broad daylight and her tits were there for anyone to see. But she didn't move to cover up, she kept her hands above her head where he had put them and just hoped he would have the kindness to save her blushes if need be. He came into the doorway a little himself and kicked at her ankles; they had talked about this, about lots of things and she had finally started to behave as she had when there were miles between them. This wasn't some romantic little fantasy, her exposed tits in the middle of a town centre at rush hour reminded her of her place and she immediately spread her legs for him.

"Good girl," he whispered and it was like a stroke on her skin; even seeing that phrase in a text had made her tummy flip so to hear him whisper it in her ear, in the flesh was like a little electric shock. He slipped his hand up her skirt and found her pussy, he rubbed her for a second and then tutted and sighed; "Take them off," he ordered. So much for my favourite lacy knickers she thought as she struggled to try and remain graceful but take them off as quickly as possible. She managed to get them off one leg before he said "Leave them there," she froze with her knickers around one ankle as he kicked it gently to remind her to get back in position. She put her hands back above her head, pressing herself as tightly against the door as she could to try and remain in the shadows as her big white tits jutted out and her knickers trailed on the floor. He came closer into the doorway again and put his hand back under her skirt and quickly pushed 2 fingers into her now soaking wet pussy. She groaned quietly and instinctively squeezed her pussy around his fingers. He removed his hand, looked her in the eye, put his fingers to his nose and sniffed; she squirmed in embarrassment as he smirked. He put his fingers in her mouth and she dutifully licked them clean. He pulled down her t-shirt leaving her tits spilling out over the top of her bra. He grabbed her hand again and began to pull her from the doorway. She pulled a back a little as she bent to get her knickers from her ankle; he snatched them from her hand. He slung her bag over his shoulder and carried on, spinning her knickers around his finger and waving them about. He carried on walking quickly back up to the front of the station, she was aware of her tits bouncing about in an almost comical fashion as she struggled to keep up the pace. She didn't utter a word; just as on the phone she was struck practically dumb with shyness.

He opened the door of the first black cab for her and she got in, he gave her ample bum one big smack and she nearly fell flat on her face as she yelped in shock. "Chop chop," he said and she smiled; she could hear the amusement in his voice. He grabbed the back of her skirt as she sat down so that her bare bum made contact with the seat. He told her to move over a little until he knew she was in a perfect position to be seen by the driver in his rear view mirror. He stretched her knickers between both hands as if inspecting them front and back and she blushed furiously and squirmed on the seat. He stuffed them in his pocket and turned his attention back to her; holding her hand and squeezing it quite hard as a warning to behave. He casually tweaked her nipples through her t shirt then put his hand up her skirt; tapping her knees for her to part her legs for him. He stroked her pussy lips, his fingers came back soaked in her juices and he wiped them on her t-shirt then went back to tweaking her nipples some more. Then he went back to stroking her pussy, this time wiping her juices on her mouth. He kept up the teasing; never stroking her pussy for long enough before returning to pinch her nipples; there were obvious wet marks around her nipples from her juices. She sat there trying to stop herself from moaning too loudly and desperately hoping that the cab ride didn't take much longer. She avoided looking up because she knew she would make eye contact with the cabbies eyes in the mirror. Eventually the cab pulled up outside a town house in a leafy terraced street. He paid the driver and got out carrying her bag and holding her hand as she got out, she was so embarrassed; she knew the cabbie had been watching and she knew that she had left a big wet mark on his fake leather seat.

He unlocked the front door and opened it wide as he gestured for her to enter; she stepped through the door into an elegant tiled hall. "Strip," he said and stood with his arms folded waiting. She hesitated for a second and then started to remove her t shirt. He had already seen her tits at the station and he had warned her that he would expect her to be naked, but she was still kind of shocked. The game started up in her head again as she proceeded to strip; if you take off your skirt there's no going back, if you take off your bra there is no going back. She bent to take off her shoes; if you take off your shoes there is no going back; who exactly was she trying to kid? It was a coping strategy she supposed. She stood there completely naked with her nipples as hard as rocks and her pussy swollen and sopping wet, she could smell her arousal and felt so embarrassed because he must be able to smell it too. He stood and looked at her, enjoying her awkwardness as she tried to hide her tummy with her arms.

"Do you remember your positions baby?" he asked 

She remembered; he had tasked her with practising them every day; which she had dutifully done, almost every day.

"Yes," she said.

"Yes what?" he asked, his voice ever so slightly sterner sounding.

"Yes sir," she said and without any hesitation she followed with "Sorry sir," it felt so natural and right.

"Good girl," he said "Position 3 then please baby,"

She quickly stood with her legs apart and her hands behind her head; this was an easy position; it made her tits look nice she thought and she could keep it up for a long time. He stood in front of her and again twisted and pulled her nipples hard. This wasn't in public now and she didn't try to stifle her yelp of pain or her moan of pleasure. There was no denying that she loved the feeling of her nipples being treated like that.

"Did you bring your toys baby?" he asked.

"Yes Sir, they are on the top of my bag."

"Good girl," he went over and unzipped the bag and found a little drawstring velvet bag on the top; he opened it and placed the contents on the side table. He took the clamps she had bought with his approval and adjusted them to their tightest setting. He pulled her nipples hard and clamped them both and then jiggled her tits to watch the little pink butterflies on the chains tinkle about. 

"Sweet," he smiled as he pulled and fiddled with the butterflies.

They did look sweet but they still bit quite hard into her tender rose bud nipples and she loved the feeling; she had worn them many times under his instruction at home and she knew that they would really start to ache after an hour or so.

He went back to the table and picked up the smallest of the pink plugs she had brought; "cute," he commented as he turned round "Position 1 please."

She quickly knelt down on the cold tiles with her arms stretched out in front of her, her face against the floor and her bum up in the air. She braced herself for him to push the plug into her bum; she had worn it many times and it was no longer painful so she tried to relax and waited. He stepped behind her and started to rub her pussy, sliding her wetness up onto her bum hole and slowly pushing his finger inside. She loved the feeling and her breathing started to deepen as she relished the feeling of his fingers touching her. He stopped and gave her a short hard smack "Time to try the next one don't you think baby girl?" he asked.

She gasped and said nothing, he spanked her again; "I asked you a question," he said, again his tone had changed from that gorgeous encouraging one to the stern taking no nonsense one and she quickly replied.

"Yes Sir" although what she wanted to say was "It hurts Sir, please can we stick to the little one?" but she knew that that was the wrong answer.

"Good girl," he said and started to use her juices to lubricate her bum again. He pushed the middle sized plug up and down the folds of her sopping pussy and coated it in her juices. She moaned as she felt it go inside her pussy and hoped he would keep it in there instead. She realised he must have picked up 'number 2' all along and thought 'I should know better by now than to expect this to be easy'. It felt good in her pussy as she squeezed around it; it felt big enough to be a vibrator; no way was she going to be able to take this in her bum.

"Ok baby, relax," he soothed as he pulled it out of her pussy and she felt it against the opening of her bum. She tried to relax and breathe deeply, she hadn't had this one inside her; she had tried it on her own but it had always been too much so she knew this was going to really hurt. He pushed and twisted and pushed again as she pushed against it knowing it would help her to take it in. She yelped and moaned in pain as he kept pushing it inside, her now hot and sweaty face pushed into the floor, her outstretched hands clawing at the tiles.

"Good girl," he said encouraging her to relax. "Good girl; nearly there," he told her as he spread her cheeks and kept slowly forcing it in.

With one final hard push she swallowed the widest part and it was in; she almost screamed with the pain as he kept rubbing the end of the plug making her feel it move inside her. The pain subsided and she just felt very full and insanely horny and wet. She was practically panting and she could feel and smell her wetness even more.

"Good girl; you did so well," he praised.

"Thank you Sir," she breathed and she meant it; it felt wonderful to be so full and especially because he had put it there.

"Ok baby, you can get up now," he said and she meekly got up feeling disappointed that he hadn't been overtaken with lust and had her there and then.

She was so aware of the plug lodged in her bum and she felt like she was waddling as she gingerly followed him through the lounge and into the kitchen.

"Tea or Coffee baby?" he asked as if she wasn't stood there, naked with clamps on her nipples and a plug in her bum.

"Erm, coffee please?" she said feeling a little confused and very aware of her current state of undress.

"Tutt; bend over," he growled pulling a chair away making it clear she was to bend over the big farmhouse table that took up the middle of the room.

She knew immediately her mistake; she hadn't called him Sir, didn't he realise how weird it felt to be asked about tea and coffee seconds after she had had this big plug put inside her?

She looked at him with pleading eyes but he just gestured with his hand for her to bend as instructed, she sighed in frustration but bent over just the same.

"Arms in position 1," he said, she noticed the lack of 'baby's' or 'please'; he wasn't kidding around. She quickly put her hands out in front of her so her body from the waist up was flat against the table. He kicked at her ankles and she knew to spread her legs, despite the tight fit of the pug in her bum she was scared with her legs apart like this that she might let it slip out so she clenched her cheeks tight.

"If you clench like that this spanking will hurt more baby," he said.

"I'm scared to lose the plug Sir," she replied honestly.

"You have a point;" he said "What a dilemma," he added cruelly amused.

Then he whacked her with the full force of his hand square across her left cheek.

"What do you say baby?"

"Sir," she said without hesitation.

He whacked her again on her right cheek "Try again," he said

"I don't know!" she squealed

He spanked her again and again.

"You do know baby, think."

How could she think? She had never been spanked before, she had never met him before, she had never had this plug inside her and in less than an hour in his home she was expected to think? He continued to spank her; 2 or 3 spanks and a break, waiting for her to say the right thing, then 4 or 5 more and the more it went on the more dazed and panicked she became and all she could do was say sorry between her sobs. Despite the pain she slowly became aware that she was getting even more turned on and that she had fantasised about being spanked like this and suddenly she realised.

"Thank you Sir!" she yelled.

"Finally," he said "Thank you for what slut?"

"Thank you for spanking me Sir," she said

"That's my good girl," he said "now, tea or coffee?"

"Coffee please Sir," she giggled

He smiled and said "Well, sit down; coffee coming right up."

She stood up from her position and winced as she sat down on her virgin spanked bum.

He made 2 coffees and put one on the table in front of her; he asked her to stand and pulled out the chair so it was at right angles to the table and facing his own. He gestured for her to sit back down; he grabbed her knees and parted her legs and pulled her forward so her bum was on the edge of the seat and her pussy was fully spread for him. He pulled his chair closer and sat chatting to her about her journey, about how well she was doing and how he thought they might eat out later. All the while he pulled at the clamps on her nipples or stroked her pussy; rubbing her clit for just a second and she tried her best to concentrate on what he was saying and responding when required. He stood up taking the cups away; she had hardly drank a drop and said "Right let's get a proper look at you shall we baby; up on the table please."

She had sat there with her legs spread for him and her nakedness had stopped bothering her quite so much; he had seen her big tummy and spanked her big bum, so she hopped up and sat on the edge of the table without any hesitation.

"Further on to the table please baby," She shuffled back until her feet were just over the edge.

"Good girl; lie back please," he said; she lay down and he grabbed her ankles, pushing her feet up onto the table and to the corner; spreading her legs wide. He came up to the top of the table and kissed her quickly but deeply before taking her knickers out of his pocket and pushing them into her mouth. Her mouth was full to choking; her knickers were not a flimsy little wisp and she felt a little scared by the feeling of being gagged; she wondered what he was going to do; was it going to make her scream? He took her hands and put them above her tits, handing her a butterfly in each; "Pull," he ordered and she pulled on the chains making her nipples pull upwards and making her wince with the fresh pain. "Keep those nipples nice and stretched baby; don't drop them will you?"


Sir And Baby Meet At Last Ch. 01



She shook her head to say no, he grabbed her tits and wobbled them making the pain even worse as he said "Good girl."

He moved to the foot of the table and she heard a chair scrape on the floor as he positioned himself at the table and sat down between her legs. She moaned as she felt his fingers stroke her pussy and she could feel her wetness trickling down onto the table as he spread her lips with his fingers. He pinched her lips hard and spread them wide and she could feel his breath on her as he looked closely at her swollen wetness. He kept her like that for a few minutes as she pulled on her chains and her breath quickened, she was squeezing her pussy and squirming slightly; begging for him to play with her some more. He bent his head and licked his tongue slowly and firmly all the way from her bum to her clit; she moaned in pleasure as he sucked her clit into his mouth and bit gently. She bucked her hips slightly and moaned again, he let go of her pussy and sat up "Not bad baby," he said smacking his lips. He tugged at a tuft of her fair pubic hair and added "I think you will need to be shaved this weekend but you'll do for now. Position 2 please, hurry."

She couldn't believe it; if it wasn't for the gag she would have begged for more but instead she scrambled quickly off the table and into position 2; kneeling with her legs apart and her hands clasped behind her back. He stood in front of her; so close that her nose touched the crotch of his jeans; she could feel his cock was rock hard and she looked up to his face pleading with her eyes for him to give it to her. He grabbed her hair; her long blonde curls fell to her waist and bunched it into his hands, he fished in his pocket and took out a rubber band and proceeded to expertly put her hair into a pony tail. She was so turned on, so desperate to please him; he stroked her face and smiled. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock; it was gorgeous; long and thick and rock,rock hard. He slapped it onto her face and she could feel the wetness on the end smear her cheek and she breathed his sent deep into her nose; such a lovely manly, musky smell; she closed her eyes and moaned. He pulled the knickers out of her mouth and she worked her jaw a little to get some moisture back into her mouth. She looked up into his eyes again wanting some sort of signal that she was allowed to suck that beautiful cock. 

"Lost your voice baby?" he asked.

"Can I suck your cock please Sir?" she pleaded instantly.

"Yes baby, but do it well."

She started to lick his cock from the base up and swirled her tongue around the head sucking and kissing the wetness from the top and savouring the moment; she had fantasised a lot about being in exactly this position. Her instinct was to use her hands to steady his cock so she could have full control of it and lap and kiss it without pushing it away from her tongue, but she was in position 2 and her hands belonged behind her back so she continued to lap her tongue, her mouth watering at the taste of him. He held his cock steady for her so she could drag her tongue firmly all over it and eventually take it into her mouth. She sucked down and down; spreading her tongue over her bottom lip so as not to scrape her teeth on his beautiful, perfect cock until she could feel him tapping on the back of her throat. She relaxed her jaw a little and sucked him in further as his cock pushed past her gag reflex and her nose was pushed against his body. She swallowed a little so he could feel her throat tighten around the end of his cock then slowly pulled away until only the head of him was still inside her mouth. Now that she had the feel of him she quickened the pace and sucked him all the way inside to her throat and back out over and over; she was lost in the action of it; enjoying the feeling and, hearing his breathing quicken, knowing he was enjoying it too. He grabbed her pony tail and wrapped it around his wrist so her head was in his control. He started to move his hips; pushing his cock further into her throat with every thrust, he increased the speed and she struggled to keep her breathing as she tried to keep up with him. He started to fuck her mouth and she relaxed her jaw to let him take her mouth fully as drool started to run down her chin and her eyes started to water. 

"Look at me baby," he breathed so she looked up at his face through tear filled eyes as he thrust even harder into her throat and pulled her head even further onto him so her nose was squashed against him and she couldn't breathe. He bucked a little and she could feel his cock pulse as he came deep into her throat, swallowing frantically so as not to choke as it filled her mouth; she felt like she was drowning. As he slowed he released her head a little and she quickly breathed through her nose; he kept his cock in her mouth so she could suck every last drop from him. Finally he was spent and he pulled her head away from him by her hair, he zipped himself back up and said "I suppose you would like to cum baby?"

"Oh yes please Sir," she said; delighted.

"Pop back up on the table then baby."

She quickly jumped back on the table exactly like before; feet at each corner ,legs spread, fingers pulling her now very sore nipples by their chains and waited with excitement for him to finally allow her to cum. 

He sat back in his chair between her legs and she couldn't wait for him to start licking her wet swollen pussy. She could feel her clit throbbing with anticipation and her pussy squeezing; more and more of her juices trickling out. 

"You're going to struggle to cum while you're pulling on those poor little nipples of yours baby," he told her.

"I don't understand Sir?" she replied.

"I thought you wanted to cum?"

"I do Sir."

"Get on with it then baby, I haven't got all night; but don't forget to wait for permission."

Oh god; he wanted to watch her make herself cum; he wasn't going to bother himself with her pleasure. She was beyond caring; she just desperately needed to cum so she quickly got to work. She spread her lips with her right hand and slipped two fingers of her left hand inside herself and then up over her clit. She started to circle her clit; not too firmly but not too gently and moaned as she could feel the orgasm build almost straight away.

"Please Sir, can I cum Sir?"

"No, not yet baby, carry on."

She groaned loudly; how much more teasing can I take she thought. He stood up and moved around the table and started to pull on her nipple chains while licking her tits, then, moving around again, he traced his fingers down the sides of her body to her hips. She started to moan even more and he whispered "Not yet baby" before she had even begun to ask for permission again. Her fingers slowed and he said "Oh no baby; no stopping" and she could hear the mocking sound in his voice; he was really enjoying this. He sat back down and watched her fingers furiously rubbing her clit; squeezing her pussy together in an attempt to stop her orgasm from spilling over before she got his permission. He suddenly pushed two fingers inside her and fucked her with them, feeling the plug in her bum through the wall of her pussy he used his other hand to grab the base of the plug and twist it slightly from left to right. 

She was really begging now; pleading over and over "Please Sir, Please?"

"No baby; soon," he said as she was almost crying with the agony of being so close to the edge for so long. He took his fingers out of her and stood up, he moved to her head and put his fingers in her mouth to lick them clean; her juices were dripping off his fingers she was in such a state. He bent his head close to hers and whispered "Now baby," and kissed her; he pushed his tongue deep into her mouth and kissed her forcefully as she came; screaming into his mouth and bucking over and over as wave upon wave coursed through her. He kept kissing her as the orgasm started to fade, her body started to calm until he quickly unsnapped the clamp from one of her nipples. She yelped as he roughly squeezed the feeling back into it, he stopped kissing her and pulled hard on her other nipple; so hard he pulled the clamp off; she screamed and he quickly started to suck on her nipple until the pain turned into arousal and her scream turned into a moan. He squeezed her tits together and gave both her nipples a quick kiss and a giggle escaped her.

"I do love your little post cum giggles baby," he smiled.

She blushed like a school girl and giggled even more.



Sir And Baby Meet At Last Ch. 02



"Are you pleased you came baby?" he asked after a while.

She wasn't sure if he meant was she pleased she had just made herself cum in front of him on the table or pleased that she had gone through with coming to meet him, but the answer was the same. Tongue tied with shyness as usual she simply replied;

"Yes Sir."

"Good girl. Come on then; let's get you cleaned up before dinner," he said and took her hand to help her get up off the table.

"Please can I take my toy out Sir?" she hated the word plug; such an ugly word and they both knew she meant the plug he had pushed into her bum earlier.

"Oh no baby, that stays in until my cock replaces it I'm afraid."

She didn't like the plug in there for a long time; it was bad enough when she had been made to wear the small one at home and this one was bigger. Now she had cum it started to feel uncomfortable to say the least. But his words promising more fun and his gorgeous cock going inside her there made her pussy tingle and her tummy flip so she squeezed down on her toy and decided to like it.

He led her by the hand back through the living room and into the tiled hall grabbing the toys he had spread out on the table he picked up the even larger plug and smiled "Unless you think it's time to stretch that tight bum of yours a little more?" he teased.

"No Sir, I'm happy to keep this toy in thank you."

"As long as you're sure?" he taunted "Upstairs please baby."

He grabbed her bag and followed her up the stairs, she knew he could see the base of the plug sticking out of her bum and despite the fact that he had already seen every inch of her it made her cringe.

"Bathroom is straight ahead baby."

She walked into the bathroom and wondered what he wanted her to do; should she have a quick wash, or jump in the shower? She needn't have worried; he followed her in a few moments later having thrown her bag in another room. He turned on the shower head above the bath and told her to get started, she got under the steamy water, found the soap and started to wash her body as he stood and watched. He told her to turn around so that she was facing him through the glass shower screen and she started to soap up her tits; enjoying the soothing feeling on her tender, recently clamped nipples.

"Pinch your nipples for me please baby," he instructed.

She tried to pinch them but although they were fully erect and hard she couldn't get a good grip for the soap and they slipped out of her fingers making her boobs jiggle. She tried again thinking that he might get cross but looking up at him she could see that the effect was pleasing and it spurred her on. She was already feeling horny again and seeing him enjoy the sight of her made her feel good and she started squeezing her tits together soaping them up and tweaking her nipples; putting on a show for him. He started to get undressed as he watched her little performance and she could see his beautiful cock was big and hard again as he stepped into the shower with her. She was delighted to see him naked and started to stroke and kiss his chest and suck and nibble his nipples. He stood and allowed her to enjoy the smell and taste of him for a little while then took a step back.

"Turn around and bend over baby," he told her and she bent at the waist so that the water was running over her bum and her hands were flat against the bottom of the bath. He tapped an ankle with his foot and she spread her legs until they hit the sides of the bath; her pussy fully on show in front of him. He got the soap and began to lather up her pussy; steadying her with one hand on the top of her bum he worked his fingers up and down her lips making sure to catch her swollen clit every time. She started to moan and get even more excited; hoping that he might fuck her any minute she started to push her pussy back onto his hand. He gave her bum a quick but hard smack and she jumped with the unexpectedness of it; letting out an "ouch" but she loved the feeling and wanted more.

"Thank you Sir," she said; remembering her quick lesson in etiquette from earlier.

"You're welcome baby," he said as he pushed her further over and parted her bum so the water flowed down her pussy washing away the soap and she started to sigh. He smacked her again; this time directly on her pussy and she yelped but remembered her manners and thanked him again.

"Stand up baby, turn around and into position 2 please."

She did as she was told; turning to face him she knelt with her knees as apart as was possible and her hands behind her back. He turned his back to her and she was presented with his bum almost touching her face.

"Clean me baby; but keep your hands where they are." He directed her.

She knew he wanted her to use her mouth and she was happy to do it if it pleased him; maybe he would finally fuck her if she did a good job. She hadn't had her mouth anywhere near a man's bum before so she was nervous of doing it wrong but she stuck out her tongue and tentatively started to lick his cheeks. She sucked and kissed his firm bum cheeks and bit gently, working her way closer to between them; he had his legs slightly apart and she could hear his breathing quicken as she worked her way closer. She made her tongue as stiff as she could and pushed it against his tight bum hole and circled it around, pushing her nose between his cheeks.

"Good girl," he breathed his encouragement and it gave her confidence that she was getting it right. She pushed harder with her tongue and sucked a little; like she would his nipple and was rewarded with hearing a slight grunting moan. She was enjoying this now; getting off on giving him pleasure she kept experimenting. Eager to please she listened for clues to what was working and repeated the movements that he responded to; darting her stiffened tongue as far into his bum as she could and sucking and darting again until her tongue was aching with the effort. He turned around and she was rewarded with the sight of his cock looking even harder than before; she quickly took it into her mouth and; remembering his instructions from earlier she looked up at him; nearly choking as the water from the shower stopped her being able to breathe through her nose.

"You are such a quick learner baby," he said and she glowed in his praise. She loosened her jaw and he grabbed the back of her head and began to fuck her mouth hard. She coughed and spluttered as the water continued to keep her from breathing properly and she kept her eyes on him as much as she could despite the water running onto her face. The sight of her struggling but trying her best to please him made him enjoy fucking her mouth all the more; he tightened his grip on her hair and forced his cock mercilessly into her throat until he could feel himself about to cum. He withdrew quickly and came all over her face; keeping a tight grip on her hair; holding her head in position as she spluttered and tried to gasp in some much needed air. The shower was washing her face clean; she stuck out her tongue and struggled to taste some of his cum from her chin before it disappeared. He stepped out of the shower and told her to stand; as she stood up she didn't see him reach over to the shower control and turn the knob. She yelped as the water quickly turned from steamy hot to freezing cold and she made to move out from under it.

"Stay where you are baby," he warned "You need cooling down I think," he laughed as he watched her reluctantly stand still and shiver; her nipples, already hard, turned as hard as stone.

He dried himself deliberately slowly; not taking his eyes off her; watching her squirm and shiver. Despite herself she couldn't help but smile at the mischievous look on his face.

"Ok baby you can come out now," he said; he held a huge towel out for her and wrapped her in it as she stepped out putting his arms around her and rubbing some warmth back into her body.

"Right, let's get you dressed for dinner," he said and whipped the towel back off her leaving her trailing behind him as he moved through into a bedroom. He had put her overnight bag on the bed in here earlier and he opened it and started to remove all of her clothes. He soon found what he was looking for; she hadn't brought a great deal with her but he knew she had brought the black corset; she had sent him a picture of herself in it.

"You can wear something to help spare your blushes for the time being but this is what you're wearing for me baby."

"Yes Sir," she replied and found a modest black skirt and a sweet black cardigan to help offset the sluttish look of the corset. She struggled into the corset while he watched and she felt more and more awkward and could feel herself blushing; she wasn't exactly looking elegant as she huffed and puffed her way; trying to reach the laces at the back. Eventually she asked "Can you help me please Sir?"

"I thought you would never ask," he said as he came up behind her and pulled tightly at the laces until she felt she could hardly breathe. The effect was that her already big tits now looked huge and were threatening to spill over the top of the boned corset. She looked like a prostitute from the Wild West; but he looked approvingly and so she put on her hold up stockings; she never wore such things normally and she struggled to bend in the restricting corsetry.

"No knickers baby," he said; if she was honest she had already assumed that but just agreed with an "Ok Sir," and put her skirt and cardigan on. She let out her pony tail to give her hair a chance to dry and looked over at him; she was dressed and he was naked; what a delicious novelty. He was getting hard again; she subconsciously licked her lips and felt good that he was turned on by how she looked.

"Go and wait in the hall in position 1 please baby; face the door and pull up your skirt, I won't be long," he told her.She went down the stairs wondering what he had planned and how hard it was going to be to stay in position in this outfit. She dutifully got on her knees pulled her skirt up to her waist and bent over; her arms stretched out in front of her and her nose touching the floor. Her bum was facing the stairs and she could feel her pussy getting wetter in anticipation. She squeezed hard against her plug and waited impatiently for him to come and play with her. She eventually heard him coming down the stairs; she wiggled her bum a little; turned on by the thought of what he might do and the feeling of being so under his control. He came up close behind her, smacked her bum hard and told her what a lovely sight she was.

"Thank you Sir," she replied eagerly awaiting some more attention.

"Ok baby, let's go; I'm hungry," he said as stepped past her towards the front door.

She groaned as she got back up from the floor and straightened her skirt; he was killing her; was she ever going to feel his cock inside her? They went outside and he opened the car door for her and got in the driver's side. She started to put on her seatbelt and he stopped her.

"No, baby; like this," he said and started to adjust her to his liking. He pulled her cardigan off her shoulders; restricting her arms. He roughly pulled her tits out so that her nipples were showing; tweaking them firmly as he did. He pushed her skirt up past the tops of her stockings and then parted her legs, quickly putting his finger inside her pussy and pressing firmly on her clit. He took his finger to his mouth and sucked off her wetness like you would if you were to spot a drip of coffee when carrying a cup; nothing sensual; somehow that made her blush terribly. Then he got the seatbelt and clipped her in; making sure that the belt sat tightly between her tits.

"Always like that baby," he said when he had her sat to his liking.

"Yes Sir," she replied.He put on his own seatbelt, started the car and began to drive; if they stopped at some lights or at a junction he pinched a nipple hard or quickly stroked her pussy. She was mortified that someone might see but she also loved the attention and she could feel and smell her pussy getting wetter. She couldn't help but moan at his touch and pray for a red light or two along the way.

While he was too busy driving to tweak and poke at her she had time to think about the past few hours; had it really only been a few hours? She felt really good now; scared but in a deliciously excited way. To think that this morning she had been scared of how things would go; if she could go through with meeting him and if he would be disappointed when he finally saw her in the flesh. The texts, emails and calls had been so exciting and had gone on for months and there was a part of her that worried that once they had met it would all stop. Now she sat with what felt like a huge plug in her bum, her legs spread wide with her soaking pussy on show and her nipples rock hard and exposed to anyone who cared to look and he was enjoying himself with her. She was so glad she was here and she couldn't wait to find out what he had planned; hoping most of all that he had plans to fuck her.

"What are you thinking baby girl?" he asked as if reading her thoughts.

Feeling compelled to be as honest as possible as she always did she replied "I was just thinking that I hope you are going to fuck me Sir."

"What a little slut you are," he said in an approving tone, "Good girl; we'll see," he said as he leaned over and pressed the heel of his hand on her clit and pushed 2 fingers inside her. She moaned a little and squeezed her pussy around his fingers pushing into his hand. He allowed her to enjoy herself on his fingers for a little while as she ground into his hand shamelessly. She was groaning and had started to play with her nipples; losing herself in her own desperate needs. He abruptly pulled his hand away and she gasped with disappointment. He made a real show of smelling his fingers and sucking them clean of her wetness. Moments later he was indicating into a car park attached to a pub and parking up. She quickly collected herself; she closed her legs together and started pulling her corset up over her tits.

"What are you doing baby?"

"Sir there's people," she thought that was explanation enough.

"As you were please," he said in his no nonsense voice.

She spread her legs again immediately but paused as her hands moved to pull down her corset.

"Go on baby," he encouraged.

She reluctantly pulled her corset down until her nipples were just on show.

He sighed and looked at her until she pulled a little further so that her tits were as exposed as before.

"That's better," he switched off the engine and took his time taking off his seatbelt and leaning across to unclip hers, he bent and took her nipple into his mouth and bit down hard as she yelped.

"Now you can cover yourself up baby," he said as twisted her other nipple hard.

She hurriedly pulled her corset top back up with relief and pulled down her skirt. He got out of the car, coming around to her side as she stepped out and continued to adjust herself; fastening her cardigan to try to hide her slutty outfit. He grabbed her hand and walked her towards the doorway of the pub; suddenly he pulled her to the side and started walking hurriedly around the back of the building. There were 2 huge metal wheelie bins and he dragged her between them and up to the brick wall of the pub. She was nervous and excited; she had been so turned on in the car and was delighted that he obviously had plans.

"Position 3 please baby," he said.

She quickly stood in the position he had taught her to practise at home; legs apart, hands behind her head. He roughly pulled her tits back out from her corset and pulled hard on her nipples as he kissed her. She moaned into his mouth and pushed her tits out to him; desperate for his attention.

"Turn around baby," he said as his hands dropped from her tits and he stepped back from her. She immediately turned her back to him and faced the wall; he guided her closer to the wall by her hips until her tits were squashed against it; grazing her nipples against the rough brick. He lifted her skirt up to her waist exposing her bum and squeezing her cheek with one hand started twisting the plug buried inside it.

He leaned against her and whispered into her ear; "So you're hoping that I am going to fuck you baby?"

"Yes Sir," she breathed; turned on like crazy at the control he had over her to make her expose herself like this. She could get caught in this position at any time but her need to be fucked had been getting more desperate all night. If this meant she would get to feel him inside her at last she didn't really care who saw.

He kicked out her ankles with the toe of his black Timberlands and took her hands and placed them above her head on the wall. He pulled her hips back so that her bum was sticking out and she arched her back and pushed her bum out more as she heard him opening the zip of his jeans. He spanked her bum hard and she jerked in surprise.

He asked again; "Do you want me to fuck you baby?"

"Yes please Sir," she pleaded.

"So ask and you might get," he said.

As always she struggled with her words; almost losing the power of speech when he expected her to voice her needs; she stammered a quiet "Please fuck me Sir,"

"Don't mumble," he commanded and spanked her hard.

She took a deep breath; summoning her courage and in a confident voice asked "Please Sir, please will you fuck me?" 

"That's better," he said as he rubbed the rosy glow on her bum.

She felt him come up against her hot bum and she delighted in the feel of his hard cock resting between her bum cheeks. He slipped it between the lips of her pussy and stroked it over her wet lips; rubbing it against her swollen clit. She groaned again rocking back and forward on him; savouring the first feel of his beautiful cock on her pussy and desperately trying to guide him inside her.

"Such an eager little slut," he said and she knew it was a compliment; she rocked and moaned some more. As she felt the end of his cock at her opening he thrust hard into her and she let out a loud groan and squeezed herself around him. He started to pound hard into her straight away and she strengthened her arms to stop her face from hitting the wall. He fucked her with such hard, powerful thrusts that she was crying out every time he pushed into her and could feel him pushing against the plug inside her. He kept up the rhythm as he leaned around her and grabbed her tits; squeezing them painfully hard. He quickened his pace and started to pull hard on her nipples; making her gasp and moan even louder; forgetting where they were and who might hear. She was bucking against him and she could feel that he was close to cumming and she was on the edge too.

"Please can I cum Sir?" she practically yelled.

He let go of one nipple and quickly spanked her

"No baby," he simply said and steadied her by grabbing her spanked cheek roughly and fucking her even faster as he came deep inside her.

His breathing slowed and she started to relax; glowing with pride at finally being fucked by him, he withdrew his cock and straightened up and she heard him pull up his zip.

"Turn around and into position 4 please baby," he breathed.

She turned around and stood with her legs apart and her hands behind her head and tried to keep herself steady on her tip toes; her legs were shaking from being fucked so hard and she wobbled and struggled to find her balance.

"I told you that it will always end up down your throat baby," he reminded her as he pushed 4 fingers up her sodden pussy and scooped out his cum; he lifted his cum filled hand to her face and she sucked it clean greedily. She could feel more of his cum dribbling down her inner thigh and she took a hand from behind her head and scooped it onto her finger and dutifully swallowed that too.




Sir And Baby Meet At Last Ch. 03



The plug in her bum and the balls in her pussy were rubbing against each other inside her; there really wasn't enough room in her to take them all at once and she could feel one threatening to push out the other; she clenched her bum and squeezed her pussy and tried to walk all at the same time. She wasn't wearing any knickers so if anything slipped out it would be on the floor for everyone to see. She felt like she had "I've just been fucked," stamped on her forehead; which, of course, she had but instead of feeling ashamed she felt proud; a kind of smug feeling and she was smiling like the cat that got the cream.

He led her over to a corner booth and sat next to her; lifting her skirt so that her bare bum hit the seat. He pulled her knee over his spreading her legs and casually stroked her pussy as they looked at the menus on the table. She moved closer to the edge of the seat to allow him better access to her and his strokes became firmer. He found the loop of the string attached to her balls and slipped his finger through it as he started to rub her clit; it made her moan as she squeezed her pussy tight to stop the balls from being pulled out. Within seconds she was struggling to keep her moans from getting louder as she felt herself getting close to orgasm; she was still reeling from being fucked so hard by him in the car park and not being able to cum then.

"Please can I cum Sir?" she pleaded in a whisper.

To her surprise and relief he said "Yes baby, good girl," and kissed her as he rubbed her clit harder so the moans of her orgasm were muffled by his mouth. He continued to kiss her until her moans subsided; stroking her pussy more gently until her orgasm passed. He gave her his now soaking fingers and she sucked them clean eagerly.

She felt dazed and too spaced out to concentrate on the menus so he went to the bar to buy drinks and ordered for her. He kept her leg over his for the entire meal and reached his hand between her legs from time to time; pulling at her pubic hair or stroking her clit or spreading her lips; making sure she was kept soaking wet and keeping himself amused at her discomfort when the staff brought their food. She felt desperately horny; she couldn't get the images of what she had done so far in one evening out of her head and she couldn't wait to see what else he had in store. After they had eaten he stood up and took her hand and said "Let's get you home baby," she could tell from the tone of his beautiful voice that he didn't mean for a cup of cocoa and she eagerly stood up and followed him back out to the car.

She got in and sat down as he got behind the wheel; she couldn't wait to pull her tits out of her corset, pull her skirt up and spread her legs. Hoping he would be pleased that she had followed his instructions for the correct way to sit in the car she looked at him and smiled. Just as she tightened her seat belt between her exposed tits a car pulled up in the opposite parking bay and the headlights beamed right onto her. She groaned in embarrassment but did nothing to hide herself as he reversed away from the parking car.

"Such a good little slut," he said approvingly and she was delighted. She spread her legs wider and looked forward to being played with all the way back to his house. He didn't so much as tweak her nipple once and by the time they got home she was feeling sulky and desperate to be touched by him. She quickly stripped off her skirt as soon as they were in the hall, knowing he expected her to be naked and was about to remove her corset but he stopped her.

"This stays on tonight baby," he said "stay there; position 3."

She was so relieved; thinking that this must mean he wants to play some more. She quickly spread her legs and put her hands behind her head as instructed. He returned to the hall with the clamps that had been pulled off on the kitchen table earlier and clamped her nipples hard. She moaned in thanks at the feeling; beyond turned on that he was planning to play with her some more, the pain was delicious. He then rolled down her stockings and she lifted her legs as he removed them and put them in his jeans pocket.

"Upstairs please baby; the room where your clothes are," he instructed and followed behind her up the stairs. As soon as they were in the room he instructed her to kneel in position 2; legs spread and hands behind her back. She quickly dropped to her knees, he came up behind her and put her hair into a ponytail; she loved the feeling of him doing something so attentive and smiled with a sigh. He grabbed her ponytail and dragged her by it towards the bed as she squealed her surprise at the sudden pain. He pushed her head down on the edge of the bed so only her head, neck and shoulders were supported and came behind her between her legs; spreading them wider. Her hands were still in position behind her back and he took a stocking from his pocket and swiftly bound her wrists together. Her heart was beating fast with fear but she was so turned on by the feeling of helplessness; she moaned as she tried to pull her hands apart; testing the bonds.

He stroked her bum and tapped firmly on her plug letting his hand stroke gently against her pussy; "Does that feel good baby?"

"Yes Sir," she replied trying to push herself onto his gentle strokes. He came around to the side of her and, grabbing her ponytail twisted her head; positioning her face to one side and kissed her gently on the cheek. He reached under her body and pulled sharply on one of her clamps making her hiss with pain and then letting go so her tits swung against each other. He took off his shirt and she devoured the sight of his bare chest from the corner of her eye. He stroked his hands down her shoulders and back; massaging her gently. One hand pressed gently but firmly on the small of her back; steadying her as he raised the other and spanked her hard across her bum cheek. She yelped in shock but as the initial pain quickly left she remembered to say "Thank you Sir," as she had been instructed to at the beginning of the evening.

"Good girl," he said "This time baby I want you to count; let's see how well you can count shall we?"

"Yes Sir; 1 thank you Sir" she said; completely turned on by him remembering a fantasy she had confided in him in an email months ago.

He spanked her even harder; she gasped again and squealed a "2 thank you Sir."

He spanked her again and again; each time a little harder and she kept counting; screaming her "5 Thank you Sir," and starting to worry that she couldn't take many more and that this was much harder than she had fantasised about.

"12 thank you Sir," she sobbed; tears now streaming from her eyes.

He continued to spank her harder and faster as she struggled to get her words out and keep up with his pace. She was crying now; not just sobbing but crying uncontrollably and her counting and "thank you Sirs" were almost unintelligible. 

"20 thank you Sir," she yelled and another spank didn't come down on her bright red, burning behind. She continued to cry but realised that despite the tears she was feeling incredibly turned on and her pussy was aching. She arched her back hoping he would continue to spank her but she was too embarrassed to admit it and didn't have the nerve to ask. She felt his hand on her plug as he came between her legs; he steadied her by placing his hand on her punished bum cheek and quickly withdrew the plug. She yelped in pain and then moaned with pleasure as she realised that this meant he was going to fuck her there. She heard him undo his zip and his jeans drop to the floor and within seconds could feel his cock pushing at her bum. She pushed herself onto him eagerly; her bum had been well prepared by the plug and although it felt tight and slightly painful it felt wonderful to have him pushing inside her. He pushed his cock deep into her until she could feel his balls against her soaking pussy, he grabbed her red raw bum cheeks roughly and squeezed them hard as he began to slowly fuck in and out of her. The feeling was amazing and she wanted him to take her faster and forcefully like he had her pussy; she rocked back and forward against his steady strokes. She found her voice; "Please fuck me Sir; Please fuck me hard," she pleaded.

"That's my good slut," he said and started to pound harder into her, feeling the balls still lodged in her pussy rubbing against him inside her. Her tits were swinging about with the force of him; making the chains of butterflies pull on the clamps and adding to the sensations coursing through her. Yesterday the most exciting sex she had had was to wear some frilly underwear, now she was bound, clamped, wearing toys in her pussy and being fucked hard in her bum; it was all too much and she started to orgasm uncontrollably; pounding back on his every thrust and screaming in ecstasy, her muscles squeezing around his cock as she came and came. He continued to fuck her as her orgasm faded and she became aware of herself again. 

He pulled his cock out of her and in one quick movement pulled her roughly up by her hair so that she was again in a kneeling position and he pushed his cock into her mouth; all the way to the back of her throat without warning; causing her to gag around him.

"Always down your throat slut," he barked as she struggled to keep from gagging and tried desperately to swallow as he came deep inside her mouth. As his breathing returned to normal he pulled more gently on her hair and pulled his cock out of her mouth; she gratefully licked his cock clean of any juices and looked up at him hoping he was pleased with her. He bent down and lifted her chin and kissed her gently on the lips before moving around and untying her hands. He held her hands helping her to stand on wobbly legs and removed the clamps from her nipples one at a time; sucking her now huge nipples tenderly to ease the pain. He pulled the balls out of her pussy, pushed them into her mouth and watched her lick them clean. He led her by the hand into another bedroom. It looked like his room; a big double bed took up most of the room and looked so inviting to her now exhausted body. He turned down the sheets and got in and beckoned for her to join him, she gratefully got in beside him and snuggled into him resting her head on his chest.

She felt wonderful; achy and completely and utterly fucked; she had behaved like a total slut today and she had loved every minute of it, she felt him stroking her hair as she hovered close to sleep.

"You came without my permission baby," he said, pulling her back from her thoughts.

She started and her eyes snapped open; she didn't know what was coming but she was beyond exhausted and she was scared stiff.

"I'm so sorry Sir," she stammered.

"You will be punished baby; I promise," He replied "But tomorrow will be soon enough; I'm too tired to enjoy it tonight." 

"Thank you Sir," she murmured as she smiled to herself; she couldn't wait.



Sir And Baby Meet At Last Ch. 04



It was only just getting light outside and she was sound asleep; exhausted from all that had happened the previous day she had drifted off quickly and had hardly moved a muscle all night. He had been up long enough to shower and get dressed and he stood at the side of the bed looking at her. He bent close to her ear and spoke softly "Wakey, wakey baby." She stirred a little and he tried again a little louder but still gently. "Come on baby; time to get up." She opened her eyes to see him looking down at her and a flutter started in her tummy straight away. 

She stretched lazily, smiled up at him and yawned out "Good morning Sir; what time is it?"

"Out of bed and on your knees please," he replied.

She stopped mid stretch and blushed furiously; she had morning breath and needed the loo; surely he's teasing. She looked at his face questioningly.

"We haven't got all day baby; knees, now."

He wasn't teasing; she pulled back the duvet and slid down to the floor on her knees, still shaking sleep from her brain.

"Facing the bed please," he instructed and she clumsily shuffled round. She clasped her hands behind her back feeling the stretch in her muscles from being bound the previous night. "Arms on the bed please," he directed as he grabbed a bum cheek firmly in each hand. She put her hands forward just in time to stop herself from falling over as he pulled her up roughly by her bottom; spreading her cheeks wide. The movement forced her legs into a standing position with her head and arms pushed onto the edge of the bed. He put a hand between her legs and spread her pussy lips as she heard him unzip his trousers. "Good girl; I do like a slut to be nice and wet and ready in the mornings," He told her.

She wasn't surprised at how wet she was; she felt turned on as soon as she had heard his voice. She began a breathy "Thank you Sir." He had her pussy spread with one hand and the other on his cock and before she could finish her sentence he had forced the full length of his rock hard cock into her. Her "You Sir" was muffled as the force of his thrust pushed her face into the mattress and all she could do was moan. He grabbed her cheeks again; digging his fingers deep into her flesh; still tender from last night's spanking. He pulled her bum cheeks wide apart and fucked her hard and fast. She could feel the roughness of his jeans against her pussy; he hadn't bothered to pull them down let alone take them off. She tensed her body; pushing back against him so that she could enjoy every inch of him pounding into her. He pulled his cock out of her as quickly as he had began; grabbing a handful of her hair he yanked her back up off the bed and pushed her shoulder down until she was back on her knees. He snapped her neck back and grabbed her chin; turning her face to him he stuffed his cock into her mouth. He was already cumming as his cock hit the back of her throat and he held her head still; his cock deep in her mouth, her nose buried in the fly of his jeans until he had finished and she had swallowed it all.

He let go of her hair, stepped back releasing his cock from between her lips and zipped himself up ."Make yourself at home in the bathroom baby; I'll go and make coffee." With that he walked out of the room leaving her on her knees breathless, stunned and desperate for more. She felt desperately horny now and her hand reached between her legs and started to stroke her sodden pussy. He shouted up the stairs; "And no playing with that pussy baby."

She smiled to herself and shook her head "I swear he has CCTV," She thought to herself as she reluctantly withdrew her hand. She stiffly got off her knees and headed for the bathroom. She looked in the mirror and was not impressed; her long curly hair looked like medusa, her face wasn't flushed it was more like a beetroot and her lips were very swollen from all the cock sucking. She looked down and noticed that all her toiletries were on the edge of the sink. Grateful to see her toothbrush she started to brush her teeth and turned on the shower. Stepping under the hot water felt wonderful and as she washed her hair images of what she had done yesterday in the shower got her hot and bothered. She started to soap her tits and flinched at the slightest touch of her nipples; they were so tender from the clamps and his twisting and pulling. She squeezed her boobs and inspected her nipples. They were so hard and seemed a far deeper pink than usual; there was some grazing on them from the bricks when he had had her against the wall. The images kept flashing through her mind and she was getting hornier by the second; her hand wandered to between her legs and she rubbed her clit a few times as she gently circled her nipple. Then she thought better of it; CCTV or not she was going to do as she was told. He had told her last night there was punishment due from cumming without permission. She had thought last night she was looking forward to it; the spanking was delicious, but now she wasn't so sure. "Maybe he won't remember if I'm a perfect little slut today," she thought to herself as she quickly rinsed her hair and stepped out of the shower.

Going back to the mirror she tamed her hair and put on some moisturiser; looking again at her face she knew she would just have to do and decided that her swollen lips looked pouty. She took a deep breath and started to make her way downstairs; he had seen every inch of her but this being naked thing was taking some getting used to. She followed the smell of fresh coffee into the kitchen; he was sitting at the table with a cup and looked up as she stood awkwardly in the doorway. She couldn't help but try to hide her tummy with her arms. "Sit down baby," He said as he pulled out a chair and got up to pour her some coffee. She gratefully sat down; knowing the beetroot look was back she tried to hide under her hair. He sat back down facing her and put her hair behind her shoulders, unfolded her arms and then spread her knees apart. She looked at him and smiled sheepishly as he leant back in his chair watching her. "Still got no tongue baby?" he teased. "I hope you're going to drink that this time," He said pushing the cup closer. She grabbed the cup and took a sip; glad of the caffeine and grateful of something to do with her hands.

He reached forward and touched her nipple; she flinched automatically. "Are your nipples sore baby?" He asked with compassion.

"Yes Sir."

"A slut's nipples should always be a little sore baby." She could hear the amusement in his voice as her blush darkened and he gently stroked his thumbs back and forth over her ever hardening nipples. "Drink your coffee," He told her as he continued to drive her crazy stroking and circling and gently squeezing. She nearly choked as one hand moved quickly to her soaking pussy pressing onto her clit and the other hand twisted her nipple sharply. "Always nice and wet baby; you're turning into such a good little slut. Drink up." She drank the rest of her coffee down in one; eager to put the cup down and concentrate on the wonderful things he was doing to her. Losing her inhibitions as he drove her closer to the edge of an orgasm she spread her legs nice and wide for him. He stopped as soon as her cup hit the table; "Finished already baby?" He wiped her juices off his hand onto her inner thigh then stood up and cleared the cups into the sink. "Would you like some breakfast baby?" He asked.

"No thank you Sir," She replied with frustration; how could she eat now she wondered. She didn't have the words to ask him to play with her again but she kept her legs wide apart in the hope he would continue.

"Of course; you've already eaten." He laughed a little as he put some bread in the toaster. As the toast popped she realised she wasn't going to get any more attention and she relaxed her legs a little; keeping them spread but not so wide. He saw the movement and told her; "No; keep your legs where they were please, I quite liked the view." He buttered his toast and sat back down taking a bite he sat and studied her; she felt the redness in her face getting worse. "Squeeze your tits for me baby," he directed as he continued to eat his toast. She put a hand on each boob and squeezed; "No baby; squeeze them for me." She understood what he meant and squeezed them so that they were firm and her nipples were pointing straight ahead as if she was posing for a porn shoot. "That's it, good girl; stay like that please." He poured some more coffee and started eating his second slice of toast enjoying watching her as the redness in her face travelled down her neck and chest and the juices coming from her pussy started to pool on her chair. 

He took his time finishing his breakfast and her legs began to ache from being spread unnaturally wide for so long. She was relieved to hear him finally speak; "I thought we would go for a walk this morning baby; let's get you ready."

With that he led her by the hand back upstairs and into the room where he had put her clothes; they were all out of her bag and on the bed. He passed her a plain black skirt, the stretchy type with no zip or buttons and a white shirt she hadn't seen before. He stood and watched as she pulled on the skirt and looked at the shirt; "This isn't mine Sir" she said.

"No baby, it's mine; put it on please." He waited as she reluctantly started to try it on. She was embarrassed; she knew she would struggle to fasten it. It was far too tight and her tits were straining against the non stretchy material and she hated not wearing a bra. She nervously looked up at him; expecting him to look disappointed. "Good girl." He told her and, as always, her tummy did a little flip at those two little words and, knowing he approved, she felt a little better.

"Can I wear a bra please Sir?" She thought it was worth a try.

"Did I give you a bra baby?"

"No Sir"

He sighed; "On your knees baby; position one please." He said in his no nonsense voice.

Wishing that she hadn't asked she quickly got on her knees with her bum in the air; her head on the floor and her arms out in front of her and waited to be spanked for questioning him. He pulled her skirt up to her waist and she braced herself. He rubbed her bum and said "Spread your legs please baby." She spread her legs and he started to massage between her pussy lips; she was already wet and he rubbed until she was soaking and moaning softly. He moved his wet fingers to her bum and worked two fingers into her and pushed them in and out as she started to rock back onto his hand. "Stay right there," He instructed as he walked out of the room and she waited, aching for more attention. He returned and began to rub her again this time he pushed three fingers into her bum and began to fuck her pussy with her plug until she was breathing heavily and moaning with pleasure. "Ok baby, time for your plug now." He warned her as he pulled it out of her pussy covered in her juices and gently but firmly pushed it into her prepared bum. There was only a little pain this time and she moaned at the wonderfully full feeling; "Such a good girl." He praised her as he gave her one hard spank, pulled her skirt back down and told her to get up. "Let's go for that walk." He said and she followed him down the stairs and to the front door. He handed her coat to her and she gratefully put it on and zipped it up to hide her shamefully tight shirt. He unzipped it and told her they were going in the car so she wouldn't be cold. The cold was not her concern but she thought better than to say so.

They got in the car and he strapped on his seat belt and looked at her expectantly. She knew what he was waiting for and she felt herself blush and wanted to protest but, reminding herself that she was going to be good all day, she got on with it. She pulled up her skirt, spread her legs and unbuttoned her shirt; her boobs spilled out and she put the seatbelt between them. Last night it had been dusk when he had explained how he expected her to travel but now it was early morning and there were people everywhere; she was mortified and struggling to remain brave. He gave her a nod of approval that she had done as expected then, to her relief, he pulled the shirt together. Although it barely covered her nipples at least she wasn't completely exposed. He started the car and they drove off through the busy streets and out into more quiet country roads. As soon as they had left the busier traffic he pulled the shirt back off her nipples and gave them both a quick but hard twist. As they drove the skies became dark and before long it was pouring down with rain and didn't look much like stopping.

Eventually he pulled off the road and into a car park with picnic benches; there no other cars parked up and no sign of any people. "You can cover yourself up now baby," He told her. She fastened her shirt and pulled down her skirt as he got out of the car putting up a big umbrella. 

She got out too and asked; "Can I zip up my coat Sir?"

"Of course baby; it's raining!" As if he was surprised that she had asked. He held the umbrella over them both and took her hand as they left the car park and headed to one of the signed walkways. He put an arm around her as she huddled closer to keep out of the rain. They walked and talked and as she was fully clothed and they were doing something ordinary she began to relax and actually managed to complete full sentences. When they got further away from the road and into prettier woodland he stopped and kissed her deeply. She pressed against him as she became aroused by his powerful kisses and was delighted to feel his cock hardening. He unzipped her coat and gently stroked her stiffening nipples, she responded naturally by reaching for his cock and stroking him through his jeans.

"So eager; good girl." He breathed into her ear; "Take off your coat baby."He told her and she quickly complied. "Stay there." He ordered; she took a deep breath at the change of tone in his voice and stood still. He walked away carrying her coat and the umbrella. He stood only a few feet away and watched her as she stood in the pouring rain. She knew this explained the choice of shirt; within minutes it was practically see through and her nipples were straining against the material. She was shivering a little but wasn't sure if it was cold, excitement or fear; she was feeling all three. The excitement was winning and she squeezed her bum around her plug as she felt her pussy getting wetter and waited to see what he would do to her next. 

"Pull up your skirt and spread your legs." She quickly pulled her skirt up above her pussy; eager to please him. "Play with your cunt baby." She gasped at the words but her pussy was aching and she gladly put her hand between her legs and stroked her fingers between her wet lips. "What are you doing baby?" He asked her.

"I'm playing for you Sir." She whispered.

"Speak up baby; playing with what?"

She hesitated; he knew how difficult it was for her to say the words. How could she be standing there spreading herself for him and yet feel so embarrassed by a few words? "I'm playing with my cunt." She said, starting with a louder voice but fading with the c word and failing completely to remember to say Sir.

"Good girl; tell me again."He encouraged her; wanting her to push her shyness.

She felt frustrated with herself and, determined not to disappoint him she tried her best to say the words clearly. "I'm playing with my cunt Sir;" she said and feeling pleased with herself she spread her lips and began to circle her middle finger around her swollen clit. She tilted her head upwards as her excitement grew and revelled in the feel of the rain splashing on her face; she opened her mouth to taste it splatter on her tongue. He watched her for a while from under his umbrella; enjoying the sight of her inhibitions disappearing.

"Good girl; on your knees," He commanded and she dropped onto the muddy ground without any hesitation. "Take off the shirt." She was too turned on to even think about where she was or what she was doing; she quickly unbuttoned the shirt and as he walked towards her she handed it to him. "Keep playing baby," He told her as he took his now fully hard cock out of his jeans and began to stroke it inches from her face. She licked her lips hungrily as she continued to play with her pussy and looked up to him waiting for permission to take him in her mouth. 

"What do you want baby?" He asked her as his cock taunted her just out of reach.

"Please can I suck your cock Sir?" She asked him, surprising herself at the boldness in her voice.

"No baby; open your mouth and stick out your tongue." He moved closer as she opened her mouth wide and let her tongue almost touch her chin; gasping and begging for his cock and his approval. He stroked his cock slowly in front of her; the end of him lightly brushing against her open mouth and making her tongue strain to taste him. She kept looking at his face with pleading eyes as she moaned and rubbed faster at her pussy. "Would you really like my cock baby?" He asked her. She nodded but kept her mouth open and her tongue straining towards him. "Are you begging me baby?" She nodded furiously; panting like a dog.

He crouched down so his face was in front of hers and kissed her nose. "You are such a good girl; but no baby, now keep playing and no cumming." The thought flashed through her mind of her cumming without permission last night. She thought that maybe he hadn't forgotten and a shiver ran through her. He pushed her head down until she began to lose her balance and she quickly put her hand out before her face hit the mud. "Keep both hands in your cunt slut." He whispered with menace; she had no option but to let her face and tits hit the mud as her hand went back to join the other buried in her sopping wet pussy. On one hand she felt like crying; that she was being treated like this. On the other hand being treated like this was making her as horny as she had ever felt. As he walked around behind her and stroked his cock up and down between her bums cheeks the feelings of excitement won by miles and she pushed herself against him. He thrust his cock inside her and her body from her tits to her face were pushed forwards in the mud. The rain continued to pour on her back and her now sodden hair trailed in the dirt as she turned her face to breathe and he began pounding into her. She had her hands stretching her pussy lips and she could feel his cock scrape against her nails as he slid in and out of her. She squeezed down on him, squeezing down on her plug at the same time and making her cry out with pleasure; taking her dangerously close to orgasm. Within minutes he came inside her and having had his pleasure he withdrew his still hard cock from her. She felt desperate for more and her fingers quickly replaced his cock and she started to fuck herself. He straightened his legs and she was suddenly aware of the rain on her bum; he had still been holding the umbrella. 

"Stand up baby," He told her; his voice returning to its gorgeous caressing tone. She reluctantly stopped playing with herself and clumsily got up from the mud. She tried to wipe the mud from her face but just managed to add wet streaks across her cheeks. She felt like a drowned rat and thought she probably looked worse. He took the wet shirt from the ground and gently wiped her face and neck removing as much mud as he could as she stood there feeling sorry for herself. He held up her coat and helped her put it on. She zipped up and pulled down her skirt; she quickly clamped her legs together as she felt his cum trickle down her thigh. He saw her movement and smiled; "No need to swallow this time baby." She thought she might have preferred to as it ran unhindered out of her and down her bare legs. He put an arm around her and pulled her back under the shelter of the umbrella as they made their way back to the car.




Sir And Baby Meet At Last Ch. 04



When they got in he started the engine straight away and turned the heater up as she began to shiver in her soaked clothes. She unzipped her coat and started to pull up her skirt and spread her legs. "Take the coat off baby," She pulled it awkwardly off her shoulders and peeled it from her arms; it was wet through and freezing but it was all she had to cover up with; she felt a bit panicked. He reached on to the back seat and produced her jumper and she smiled as she gratefully pulled its dry cosiness over her head. She left it above her tits for him but to her relief he reached over and tweaked her nipples briefly before pulling the jumper down properly and kissing her passionately. She wasn't sure if it was his kisses or the jumper or the heater kicking in but she felt wonderful warmth spreading through her body and tears of gratitude and happiness started rolling down her cheeks. He smiled as he wiped her eyes and didn't seem at all surprised or disturbed by her crying and she was glad; she wasn't sure she could have explained even if he had wanted her to.

They drove home in a comfortable silence. She was tired and closed her eyes; secretly enjoying the sensations of the heater blowing between her spread legs. When they pulled up outside the house he patted her exposed pussy; "Lovely and warm is it baby?" he teased and she blushed realising it was no secret. They went inside and she reluctantly got naked; the house was not so warm, her hair was still wet and her body covered in mud. He took her into the bathroom and told her to get on all fours as he started to run her a bath. She was instantly wet again and waited with her bum in the air patiently for him. He steadied her with one hand and as gently as he could he removed the plug from inside her and then gave her one hard spank as he told her to get up.

He held the plug in front of her; "Have a nice long soak baby; you deserve it. But this goes back in after ok?"

"Yes Sir." She smiled as she gratefully stepped into the hot comforting water and he left the room. She soaped herself until there wasn't a trace of mud left anywhere and lay back and closed her eyes; mulling over their morning "walk". She had always had a little fantasy of sex in the rain but in her fantasy it was a hot day and a thunder storm; no mud and for some reason she got to cum in her own fantasies. She relaxed into the steamy water and wondered if any of her other fantasies were about to be twisted into something much more dirty this weekend. As the water cooled she noticed she could smell something delicious drifting up the stairs and her tummy rumbled; she got out of the bath, wrapped a towel round her hair and one around her body and padded downstairs to the kitchen.

He was busy at the cooker stirring a big pan of soup; as she walked in he turned and smiled; "Hungry baby?"

"Yes Sir," She smiled back suddenly feeling all kinds of happy.

He walked over and took her towel from her body and dried her off; she rubbed at her hair and shook it out as he took both the towels and threw them in a basket. He produced her plug from his pocket and told her to bend over; she bent at the waist and parted her legs. She felt his fingers probing into her but they were wet and cold; he was using lube and in seconds he had pushed in her plug ."Sit down baby; I've made soup." She was instantly turned on and as always the plug going in made her pussy soaking wet. But she was hungry and realised she had no say in what went where or when; she sat down and wriggled a little until she got comfortable. They sat and ate and chatted; the soup was a perfect lunch on a wet afternoon. He cleared the bowls and wiped down the table; she felt uncomfortable just sitting watching but he insisted she just relax. She was beginning to understand that this did not necessarily mean relax for too long and as usual she wasn't sure what might happen next. She sat and waited to see and was not surprised to notice that her tummy had butterflies again and her pussy had begun to ache. He had his back to her at the sink when he said; "Up on the table please baby."

Her butterflies flew frantically around her tummy and the blush instantly hit her cheeks; she sat up on the table and waited as her pussy got wetter and her blush deepened. He dried the bowls and put them away before turning back to her. "Lie down baby," He told her and she shuffled back so her feet were at the end and lay down. He took her by both ankles and spread her legs until her feet were at the corners of the table then he began to tie first one ankle then the other to the legs of the table with her stockings. He tied them quite tightly but she loved the feeling of being this exposed and her breathing quickened as he slowly stroked a finger gently down her spread pussy. He came up to the other end of the table and took her hands which were instinctively trying to cover her tummy and placed them above her head. He took two more stockings and tied each wrist to the table legs; she felt a little scared now but still incredibly turned on. He bent over her from behind her head and kissed her as his hands moved to her tits and began to squeeze them and play with her hard nipples. He produced her tinkling butterfly nipple clamps and placed one on each nipple as she moaned with pleasure into his mouth. He moved so that he was in her line of vision and began to talk as he reached a hand between her legs and started to rub her clit hard.

"We have a little housekeeping don't we baby?" He asked but didn't wait for an answer as she moaned with pleasure from his thumb expertly circling her clit and his fingers probing her pussy. She was only half hearing him but he soon caught her attention as he painfully forced more fingers deep into her. "You came without permission last night didn't you baby?"

"Yes Sir." She answered breathlessly.

"You couldn't help yourself could you?"

"No Sir, I'm sorry Sir."

He was rubbing her clit and fucking her furiously and she knew she was going to cum any minute.

"Please can I cum now Sir?" She asked desperately; knowing if he said no she would anyway; his fingers would make her any minute.

"Yes baby." He said and continued his pace as she bucked against his hand and moaned out in pleasure. 

"Thank you Sir." She breathed as soon as the waves slowed enough for her to think. He was still rubbing her clit hard and it was almost painful; she wanted him to know she had cum.

"You will continue to cum until I say otherwise baby," He said and to her relief he removed his hand.

"Yes Sir; Thank you Sir," She answered.

He walked to the foot of the table and roughly spread her pussy lips; "As quick as you can then baby," He said and to her delight and surprise he put his head between her legs and began to lick her cum soaked pussy. She moaned loudly at the feeling of his stiffened tongue licking her now swollen clit and he sucked and nibbled and licked at her; she felt another orgasm building quickly and cried out as it hit her and she came into his mouth and bucked up into his face. Before she had time to come down from this orgasm he had three fingers buried inside her and was fucking her with his hand.

"Again, baby; quickly." She groaned with pain and pleasure as she realised that this was the "housekeeping"; this was her punishment and although beautiful now how many times was he going to make her cum? How many times was she going to be able to? 

"Focus slut; I thought you liked to cum," He growled at her and despite herself his tone made her want to cum for him; she concentrated on the exquisite pain of his thumb rubbing her now super sensitive clit and soon another orgasm washed over her. She was panting now and her legs were beginning to ache from the ties that stopped her tensing her legs when she came. He removed his hand and she thought she was to get a rest but he simply replaced it with his other hand. He was rubbing her hard and fast and the pain in her nipples was getting worse with each orgasm as they swelled against the teeth of her clamps.

"Again." He said in a quiet voice that held her attention; she focused again and squeezed down on her plug and closed her eyes. She could feel herself getting close again despite the pain and let go with the wave of it as she came for yet another time. To her absolute horror she felt herself pee a little.

"I'm sorry Sir," She pleaded.

"Again." He answered; ignoring her distress.

"I can't Sir; please stop Sir." She said as tears started to roll down her face.

"Again." Was all he said as he bent his head and bit down on her clit; she yelped in pain and started to struggle against her ties. But he started to lick her gently and bite gently on her pussy lips; sucking them into his mouth and giving her clit time to recover. His face still buried against her soaking pussy he growled; "Again." The change in feelings and the rumble of his voice against her pussy calmed her down and she rallied; concentrating on the gorgeous feel of his mouth kissing and sucking at her.

She was struggling to cum but relishing the sensations of his tongue all over her pussy; she took what seemed like forever but as her moans got louder and he could tell she was enjoying it again he took his tongue back to her clit and flicked her over and over. She screamed as yet another orgasm overtook her and he bit down on her clit as she exploded into his mouth.

He pulled his head up from between her legs and she could see her juices all over his face; he climbed up onto the table. She hadn't been aware of him taking his clothes off but he was naked and his magnificent cock was as hard as steel. He leaned over her and kissed her and she could taste herself; she dutifully licked his chin and his cheeks clean as he entered her. She bucked up as best she could against him; the ties were stopping her from responding as much as she wanted to and her legs were shaking. He fucked her slowly at first; taking a clamp into his mouth he pulled it off her and sucked her nipple as she yelped. He did the same to the other nipple as he started to fuck her faster; pounding his cock deeper inside her and twisting both her nipples. She could hardly believe it but she could feel another orgasm starting to rise inside her.

"Sir, please can I cum Sir?" She pleaded.

"Yes baby," He said and fucked her furiously as she screamed out in pleasure. She felt him tense and push himself even deeper inside of her as he came. As their breathing began to return to normal he stretched over and untied her wrists. He helped her to sit up as he got off the table and sat on the chair facing between her legs. "Where does my cum go baby?" He asked.

She giggled through her tears and answered, "Down my throat Sir."

"Such a good girl." He praised as he watched her dig her fingers repeatedly into her pussy and lick them clean. 

"Did you enjoy your punishment baby?" He asked her as he started to untie her ankles.

"Yes Sir, thank you Sir."

Her legs were shaking; he helped her off the table and she slumped into a chair. "Next time won't be so much fun baby."He warned.