0 comments/ 19848 views/ 0 favorites Her Place By: Preston Williams It was late when Patrick drove up into the parking-lot. It must have been have been one in the morning, and yet he was there. There being the apartment complex of Sandra. She had suggested he come over almost jokingly, and yet he jumped at the chance eagerly. He knew how to take advantage, he knew how to manipulate. His guilt was still kicking in as he walked across the empty parking lot and made his way up the stairs. "What I'm doing...is it wrong?" he asked himself, knowing full-well that it was wrong and then some. Yet he had a need that could not simply be ignored, an unearthly obsession as it was. The need to watch a woman writhe in pleasure, the need to be loved, worshipped...even if only physically. He could see it in her eye, as they worked side-by-side during the day, and he could hear it in her conversation as they playfully flirted back and forth. She wanted him. That was what made it okay to him, that was what helped nullify the self-loathing inside. Yes, he might very well hate himself: his looks, his personality, his past; and yet to others he was "nice", "sweet" and his favorite "sexy". It was amazing the strange things other people saw when he was with them, it was astonishing too that other people could even have the notion of being with him. Though some inkling of why occasionally leaked through his anti-ego, realizations that his body was firm and slender, almost like that of a woman, but his arms and chest were muscular and lean. He was tan in all the right faces, and often times he was mistaken for full-blooded Italians though he was more or less Spanish and Irish. He was polite to a fault, and he truly, honestly cared about other people's feelings. From time to time it could be said he was in love with the human race, and yet with all that said and done he was a victim of his own vices. He thought of all this as Sandra opened the door. "Hey you.." she said. Sandra was just twenty, she had twins from a past relationship when she was only sixteen. She wasn't beautiful in the model sense, no...but she had an aura about her, and a sensual look. She was beautiful, her body plump in all the right places, sexy and seductive. She had a shy smile and hungry eyes, and a past that kindled something of a hunger in Patrick. He knew that Sandra wasn't one to play around, he knew she would give in to him if he acted correctly. And to act correctly all he had to do was act himself. He slid his arms around her soft waist and gave her a friendly hug before looking her up and down, noting her tight white t-shirt and skimpy plaid skirt, before telling her how beautiful she looked. As he said it, he looked into her eyes, and she seemed to cower shyly away as she pulled him into the room. "I look horrible, I had just gotten ready for bed when you decided to come over. I had to throw something on!" she said in a mock defensive tone. "Well I think you look beautiful, and if you'd let me I'd probably have you on the floor in a matter of seconds." She looked down, breaking the gaze, and Patrick merely pressed on with his eyes. He was used to it, other people didn't often look one another in the eyes, and people were taught to be shamed by compliments. Sandra smiled, her face red. Patrick knew she was almost uncomfortable by his honesty...everything he told her, everything subjective, he believed to the fullest. There were no doubts in his mind that Sandra was in fact beautiful, and not merely physically in his estimation. That's why he wanted to make her cum so badly, because he loved her. Oh, he wasn't "in love" with her, but he judged her to be a good person, and wanted to help her find a bit of pleasure in the midst of stressful times. "You're crazy, you know that?" she asked rhetorically. "I've been told." He replied, unsure of what else to say. She turned on the television and quickly made a big display of her ignoring him. Patrick caught the subliminal request and sat beside her, gently wrapping an arm around her and pulling her near so that she could lay her head upon his shoulder. She sighed even though she tried to hide it, and he knew once again that he was getting her to submit to his will. A pang of guilt ran through him, as he wondered whether it was wrong to do these things knowing full-well the consequences. He sighed and stroked a hand down her cheek almost sadly. "What's wrong?" she asked, a look of concern in her eyes. "It's just...I like you. I like you a lot, and I can't stop thinking about what I'm going to do to you tonight." "Oh really?" she sat up, a cocky look in her eyes, "Is that so? What you're going to do to me?" "Yes...I'm going to kiss you down your body, starting from here..." he touched her lips with his hand, "and work my way down." That got her started, soon she was on her knees and undoing Patrick's pants. Patrick had long ago learned not to reject or question the ways of women. He thought it odd that a girl would hear how much a man wanted to pleasure them only to turn around and offer him service. Patrick smiled honestly as Sandra pulled what was already a hard, and somewhat big cock from out beneath a pair of boxers. She gasped, and Patrick almost had to laugh. She looked up wide-eyed as if asking, "Do I have to take ALL of this?" but Patrick nudged her on by placing his hands upon the back of her head. She smiled a knowing smile, as if she had known he was just like all the other guys when it came to pleasure, she would find out soon enough. She didn't play coy, she knew how to pleasure a cock, and so she grabbed hold of his cock with a firm grip and began to glide down with her wet lips, pressing and sliding her tongue down against his shaft with each bob her of head. Patrick gasped, she was good. She continued to suck at him, managing to get his long cock all the way down her throat so that her cheeks and face slapped against his balls with each suck. Patrick moaned, unable to hold himself back, but quickly pushed her away. As she released his cock from her mouth a string of pre-cum stretched from his cock to her mouth and Patrick could no longer hold himself back. He leaned her to the floor and quickly dug his head between her legs pulling her panties off quickly and roughly. Sandra moaned, her young horny body ready with anticipation. "Guide me along..." he said as he spread apart her warm pussy, heat radiating from her sweet pink lips. He could smell her and he liked her smell, it drove him mad with desire, so much so that his tongue at first licked the length of her entire pussy excitedly before calming and focusing upon her clit. She blirted out a few times "RIGHT THERE!" as he twirled his tongue meticulously around her swollen clit, and slipped it between his lips sucking at it hungrily. She moaned loud, and seemed momentarily surprised as he let slip two fingers inside of her. He probed her pussy with what could almost be called curiosity, but he knew what he was looking for as his fingers felt for the ridges upon her inner-walls. He sucked her up hungrily to bide the time it took looking, but when he found it he hooked both fingers to apply heavy pressure upon the sensitive area of her "g-spot", she tried to sit up. She screamed from the intensity of it, but he continued, she mouthed a cry made silent by pure will, a large "o" ringing out quietly inside her apartment. Patrick merely continued to suck at her clit while gently rubbing upon her "g-spot", pushing her to the limit. She was cumming and he knew that, as she grabbed the back of his head, he knew it before she screamed out that she was, and even as she tried to push him away he held strong giving to her what she couldn't possibly be ready for. His tongue began to lap up her clit with fierce speed and he slowly began to fuck her with both of his fingers. She grew relaxed, her moans still breaking the silence of the night. She came one last time before he raised his mouth from her pussy and smiled at her. She looked unbelieving at him as he took his, now rock-hard, cock in one hand and guided it inside her warm wet pussy. She let out a painful cry, and for a moment he stopped completely, his eyes downcast as he asked her if she was okay. "NO! Don't stop...DON'T STOP! FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW!" she begged him. He complied, gently at first, careful not to show the tear welling up in his eyes from the thought of causing this sweet angel pain. Then as moans of pleasure began to escape her lips his pace grew fast, his body slapping hard into hers, his mouth suckling upon a breast uncovered as he continued to pound his hard cock into her tiny body. His eyes roamed across her massive heaving chest, and for a moment he felt the cum rising up his shaft. She screamed, "I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! FUCK ME HARDER!" His cock glided in and out of her sweet wet pussy as her body again spasmed with ecstacy. With every thrust her body shook and her tits bounced up and down, and soon the trance of watching her writhe got to him. He began to imagine his cum running down her neck and swollen tits, and his pace grew again faster. She let out a cry as she found herself with a new orgasm, he saw it in her face and began to fuck her with renewed vigor. She cried out and suddenly his cock was too swollen to hold back any longer, so with a quick pull he took his cock from her pussy and placed it upon her belly. He grabbed her head and lifted her to him as with the other hand he slid between her luscious tits and exploded. The first stream caught her across her cheek and open mouth, his cum dropping upon her tongue, yet soon another spurt hit her upon her neck, and as he stroked his cock hard and fast squeezing every last bit of his orgasm from his cock he spurted three more times, covering her nipples with the hot creamy substance. His own cry came out in the form of a sigh and a smile. He looked down to his cum-covered beauty and thanked her. He quickly pulled his shirt off his own body and carefully began to wipe his deed from off her body. THE END Her Place Renewed He places his foot on my ass as I am trying to crawl away from him, and pushes me hard down where I am laying on my belly on the floor. The wooden floor cold on my naked body as tears stream down my face. He places his foot on my lower back letting me know not to move. "Open your mouth you little slut. You think you can talk to me like that?" His voice surprisingly calm for the harsh words that stabbed into my heart. Reluctantly I open my mouth and he forces the ball gag roughly in. I know better than to fight him. I was wrong in my actions and he has let a lot of it slide lately but I guess he was tired of it. My bright green eyes open in fear, not sure how badly I was going to be punished. He removes his foot from my lower back and yanks me to my feet by my long auburn hair. Pulling me close to his mouth, his voice low, but angry he whispers in my ear, his warm breath bringing me excitement and fear. "You think you have run of this house? Who am I you little slut?" "Ma....rrrr" the ball gag muffling me as I tried to call him Master. "Oh, I'm sorry I can't understand you with a gag in your mouth." The statement dripped with such sarcasm it felt like a knife going through my heart. Fresh tears poured down my cheeks. I knew I had gone too far and gotten to relax in everything. It was only a matter of time before this day came. "I guess you think that since I am tired and have been busy you can do as you please without threat of punishment." Feverishly shaking my head no, eyes wide as I know I am in for it now. His hands tight in my hair he pushes me forward hard where I go splaying out on the floor, my body trembling I lay there waiting for his command afraid to further enrage him. He walks around me like a hungry predator on a defenseless prey. My body tingling in fear and excitement. I can feel his eyes looking upon me, its almost like I can hear his mind churning trying to decide my best punishment. "Don't move." I see his feet disappear in the next room. I strain hard trying to listen but my heartbeat is so loud in my ears. I heard the shower start up. I was shocked. A shower? Right now? Why do I have to wait? What is he up to? I lay there still afraid to move, a small chill running through me as the cool floor begins to get to me. I don't know how long I was there but I was trembling by the time I saw his feet once again in front of me. I could feel the nasty smirk that must have been on his face. I felt so bad, so dirty, and so ungrateful to him. "Get up bitch." My body cold I weakly get up, standing before him, my head down and hands crossed before me. I do my best not to shake but my body is stronger than my will. Goose bumps cover my entire naked body. "Go now... to My bedroom." Nodding quietly I head to the bedroom still so unsure of his intentions. Once I go inside His bedroom I go to the foot of the bed and kneel. My hands are placed on top of my thighs my legs open for him to see, my head down showing my submission to him. I know better than to move when I am in trouble. He comes in and looks me over. I know he is proud at how quickly I have returned to my place but I know I have also hurt and angered him by my actions. "Bend over the end of the bed... NOW!" I sprung quickly to my feet and bent over the bed... my legs spread open and knees locked, my chest flat on the bed with my hands outstretched above me. He walks to the side of the bed and grabs my wrists roughly. Clicking the metal cuffs on he hooks the chain to the links and locks the chain to the head of the bed. The metal loop securely in the wall as he tightens the chain making it taunt. He then goes to the end of the bed and pulls up the anklets that are locked to the floor just out of site under our bed. Clicking the cold hard metal to my ankles I can no longer move. Oh god, oh god. Is all that goes through my head as I feel myself locked down, I cannot move and he knows it. The foot of the bed a little rough against my tummy as I wait there for him. "Is this how you want to treat your Master? With spite laced in all your words? You ungrateful little bitch!" WHACK! A paddle lands hard against my ass as I scream out into the ball gag. My mind racing wondering when he had gotten a paddle and how many licks I was in for. WHACK! No no no no.... wanting to cry out and beg mercy. Each one landing hard. I could feel my body jolt with the hit. My ass stinging. WHACK! Tears streaming down my cheeks as I cry into the gag. I bite down on it trying to fight some of the pain. The heat slowly spreading in my cheeks... it feels as if all the blood rushed to the surface making my ass so much more sensitive. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! I break down into sobs, my mind shutting down as my body burns in pain. My breathing harder I feel his mercy as he undoes the ball gag from my mouth. I can't say anything but turn my face into the bed and cry uncontrollably my breathing ragged and shallow. He sits by my head on the bed and strokes my hair waiting for me to calm down. After a few minutes I slowly calm down for him. My heart heavy and hurting for all the pain I have caused him. My breathing now coming at regular intervals and tears slowi He gets up from off the bed and walks behind me. His hands warm on my ass as he starts to admire and massage his work. I groan softly at the pressure and the intense sensations he sends through me. The mix of pleasure and pain. Mmmmm... His right hand slides down my cheek and in between my legs. Cupping me gently I hear him chuckle. "My, my aren't you just a little slut. The punishment got you all horny didn't it?" "Y-yes Master." I hated to admit it but it was true. His strikes hurt me deeply but they triggered my desire and lust for him. I so badly wanted to please him. I couldn't believe I had disappointed him so badly. My heart ached with my body, but my heart began to heal as the pain soothed me. I so badly desired to be taken by him but I knew I might not get release tonight. Especially seeing how upset I had made him. "Well, well... there is still punishment to be dealt with my pet. Maybe, and I emphasize maybe, if you take your punishment like a good little slut I will consider allowing you release." His voice was strong but there was something new, something I couldn't place, it was as if he had a plan and I wasn't going to like it. "Y-yes Master." I lay on the bed trembling from my spanking, his hands still gliding over my ass, teasing between my legs. His touch was so sensual but cold at the same time. It lacked his normal passion. He left the room leaving me bound over the edge of the bed. I can't believe he just left me. I can see the clock and its only 6pm on Friday night. I can vaguely hear him in the kitchen. He must be eating dinner. But wait... hey I'm hungry too. I keep my mouth shut knowing he will not let me starve. I hear his footsteps approaching and glance quickly at the clock... 6:37. Then everything goes black. He puts a blindfold over my eyes and leaves again. Agh! What is he doing to me? This not knowing and anticipation is killing me. I groan softly into the bed out of frustration and suddenly go quiet when I feel him touch my shoulder. Wow that was quick... shit. "Now is that a way to react to your Master? Open your mouth... no words." I reluctantly open my mouth and he removes the gag. I can feel my cheeks going flush. "Any word out of you and the gag goes back in. Do you understand me?" sensing the test i nodded my head yes. He chuckled. Oh boy was I in trouble. "Good girl..." I felt Him sit down beside me His hand sliding under my waist; it felt like a leather belt being cinched around my waist. I don't remember any of these items. Master must have gotten them. "Open." I open my mouth and i feel something cold and hard inserted, naturally i start sucking it for Him, licking it as if it was Him. A soft purr escapes and i gasp hoping not to be punished. With a quick pull and a small pop, He removes the item from my mouth. Tracing it down my back i can feel the wetness of my mouth tracing down my skin. The item teasing down my ass and across my wet slit. He pushes it slowly and all the way in. with one click i feel the low buzz. I bite down on my lip to keep from crying out in surprise. I feel Him tying the item in me where i cannot push it out. Ahhhh so that's what the belt was for. "Do not cum." His voice steady as he turns it up one more notch. I can't help but to squirm a little as my heart races and my body screams in pleasure. It seems like forever and all i can here is the soft buzzing of the toy. Deep inside me, teasing me taunting me closer and closer as the orgasm builds in me. I am used to holding off for long periods but never like this. Is He still there watching me? What happens if i cum? Can i stay quiet for Him? WHACK! I scream out in more confusion than pain as the paddle lands just above the toy. "Focus little one." i can almost see the smirk, His silhouette standing over me, the paddle in hand... WHACK! It lands square across the buzzing toy and a shiver runs through my body, threatening to once again to disobey my Master. "Master please!!!" i beg as i fight a sob of frustration back. "I said not a word... open your mouth." he growls at me. Reluctantly i open my mouth and He roughly shoves the gag into my mouth cinching it tightly. I can feel the wave building threatening to over take my body as lay there completely open and vulnerable to Him. As suddenly as everything started it stopped. I feel the toy motionless in me. Then a cool dribble is felt making its way through my ass cheeks. Oh no! i think as he begins to lube my tight ass. He hasn't had me this way before... A cool hard tip presses into me... but it's not Him. It's another toy! He slides it in and pulls back out. My body trying to push and keep it out on each push forward. "Relax or it will hurt. Breathe..." i take small deliberate breaths and try to think of other things... then the buzzing starts again, i moan out as the pressure from my ass and the buzzing deep in me starts to take over. With a few more thrusts the toy is completely in my ass. I almost scream when both toys were vibrating inside me, taunting me, teasing my body, daring me not to cum. i don't know where He was but i could feel His eyes on me as the assault continued. Then the buzzing stopped. Breathing heavily as sweat poured down my brow. The gag is removed as the drool coats the ball and my lips, just as i gasp as His hard member is thrust into my mouth. As He slowly begins to thrust in my mouth the toys begin buzzing. I can't help but to moan, the toys buzzing, my head spinning, and oh the taste of His cock in my mouth. i hungrily taste Him, lick Him, devour Him hoping to please Him and end this punishment. The toys stop buzzing as i feel my body once again coming close to orgasm. His thrusts continue, His body tightening as He cums in my mouth. i take all that i can licking Him clean. He slips out of my mouth and stands before me. I can hear His ragged breathing as His body recovers. My body laid out before Him covered in not only my sweat but of my sweet juices of lu My heart sinks when i hear the soft click of may hands being released, then my ankles. i lay there, my body screaming for release. "Get up little one." my body trembling as i roll over and slide off His bed, kneeling before Him. He points His finger towards the bathroom... "Go... do your business but leave the door open. If I even think your playing with yourself its a cold shower for you." His voice was steady and strong i could not help but to gulp. i roll back on my heels and head for the bathroom, just as my hand touches the door He speaks. "Leave it open." His tone was sharp as He repeated Himself. i gasped, fear tearing through me. i had always been giving the luxury of that for privacy. A tear ran down my cheek as i reluctantly let go of the door leaving it completely open to Him. "Yes Master." oh how i wish this was over. i will never disappoint Him again. My cheeks turned a crimson red as He watched me remove the toys and place them on the counter. i sat down quietly trying to calm myself and will myself to go to the bathroom. "Hurry now I don't have all night." i closed my eyes as i felt my body release its fluid into the toilet. i couldn't bear the humiliation of this. Taking a little toilet paper and wiping myself gently, i flinched at how sensitive i was. "Leave the toys. I have something else for you tonight." He smiled at me as he held up a chastity belt in His hand. It was leather and had padlocks in various places. My heart fell when i knew exactly how bad i had messed up. He stepped into the bathroom with me and placed it on the sink beside the toys. "You know something little one. I can't have you go to bed all dirty." He reached into His back pocket and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. with a soft click he hooks them on my wrists. i can't help but to tremble. My body is so alive and i usually take hot showers. the warm heat tracing over my body turning me pink, i sigh at the thought of a shower. He reaches in and turns the water on. "Hook your wrists over the shower head. Once there that better not come down." i step in the shower and almost scream. it's freezing cold! As i hook my hands over the shower head i begin crying and trembling before Him. He reaches in and begins to soap up my body, the cloth roughly invades my skin just barely grazing my hard nipples and my throbbing pussy. "Agghhh!" i cry out trying to keep some control. He rinses me off and then applies the shampoo to my hair, His fingernails scraping a bit against my scalp. "My dirty little slut... I will cleanse you." His tone softer warning me this was going to be a longer process than i thought. "Yyyyeessss Mmmasterrrr." my teeth were chattering as He cut the water off. I stood there unmoving, waiting for His permission. He grabbed a towel and roughly dried me off. He unhooked me from the shower head and guided me out of the shower. "Good girl. I will have you clean. I have neglected My duties as much as you have." with that He picks the chastity belt back up and shows it to me. He then drops the waist band where it hooks on my cuffed wrists. I stand there watching His every movement. Picking up the toy that was in my drenched pussy. He cleans it off and then turns back to me. "Spread your legs." i open my legs and He slips the toy easily in. i moan out as my body adjusts to it. my body begging for stimulation and release. He took the chastity belt from my wrists and slipped it on me. i stepped forward into the chastity belt. His strong hands carefully cinched it into place as i heard each lock click shut. The toy now forever trapped in me. i squirmed afraid to move. "This will be on for awhile. Now each time you have to go to the bathroom you have to beg me. You will be supervised and ALL your privacy is gone. You wanted to start this game with me fine. When i feel your lesson has been learned i will remove it. Until then... only i will get the release." He smirked as He watched the hurt and concern spread into my eyes. "You are not allowed to cum. With the toy in place you have to make time. Should you cum without permission you will be taken to the spanking chair. Do you understand?" "Yes Master" i said meekly. i stood there as He spoke, taking away everything i had; i know He had plans of rebuilding. How could i have hurt him so bad... as He finished i kneeled down before Him, bowing at my waist. My heart suddenly free to Him and His love... he really did care for me... "Downstairs." i head slowly downstairs, my Master following behind me, watching me as i take a moment to catch my breath and calm my raging body. "Not so easy is it little one?" i shake my head no as my breathing once again levels. After about 10 minutes W/we actually make it to the kitchen. i see that He had eaten but also prepared a plate for me. It was oatmeal. With a flick of His hand He motioned to the cushion beside His chair. i kneeled quietly upon the cushions as another wave subsided. He sat down and turned to face me. Spoonful after spoonful He feed me the cold oatmeal. i cringed but it was a great distraction to my constant state of arousal. He picks up a glass of milk and places it to my lips. i drink it down savoring it knowing that time was up. i once again was going to have to move. My heart raced as He stood and pushed His chair back in. Just the thought of moving sent tingles through my body. "To your room little one... a bad girl sleeps alone." I groaned softly as i rolled back on my heels the friction of the toy still there, the small reminder growing larger in my mind. slowly i head back up the stairs. This time i make it in 5 minutes. My tolerance growing more as i push it out of my mind. My heart drops as i pass His bedroom, His large warm bed that holds Him. longing to once again be by Him at night i fight back the tears. As soon as i step into my room i once again drop to my knees by my bed. This plain room, no warmth to it. a single bed with chains connected to the headboard and foot board. Four chains total. a single dresser with a hair brush and a mirror. "Up on the bed. lay on your back." i gently crawled on the bed and laid on my back. the tears still in my eyes as He took each wrist and chained them to the top, tossing the handcuffs on the floor beside the bed. then He takes each ankle and with clicks they too are secured. i laid before Him spread eagle before Him. "Seeing I have misplaced my trust with you i have to leave you strapped for the night." He walked to the single dresser and pulled out the crop. i gasped softly when i saw it. How much more was i to endure??? He returned to me, towering over me. With a quick flick He hit my inner thigh, once on each leg. i moaned out. the heat rising in my skin as the electricity surges through my body. His free hand slides into His pocket as i slowly calm my body again. Buzzzzzzzz He pushes the button and i feel the toy vibrating on low. "Agggghhhhh!!!!" i scream out. it stops as suddenly as it started. "Remember little one... I have constant control." He leans in and kisses my forehead. i close my eyes enjoying His soft lips. He smiles down to me and turns to leave. "Thank You Master." i whisper to Him as He closes the door behind Him...