2 comments/ 62522 views/ 2 favorites An Evening At Home By: QuietlyMakingNoise I drove home from work the other day, just like I do every day. I am a consultant and that gives me a great deal of freedom. It also gives my wife a great deal of freedom to plan great outings and very fun vacations. She has a great attitude towards life, work and the pursuit of happiness and that’s just perfect for me. She understands that I love to work hard, and need to play hard. As I pulled up to our house I noticed that a car with out of state plates was in our driveway. Although it was a bit unusual, there could be a thousand good reasons for the car to be there. Yet my heart started to pound loudly in my ears. I got out of my car and walked slowly past the strange car. I looked inside and took notice of a leather soft-sided briefcase, a set of memos on the front passenger seat and what looked to be a man’s sneakers lying on the floor mat on the passenger side. My heart pounded harder! I walked up the sidewalk to the mailbox by the front door and opened the box and took out the mail. “Looks like you have company today” said Jennifer. She is a very successful businesswoman and is married to Jeff who has been doing some consulting with me. I looked at her and smiled. She was wearing a dark gray tailored pinstripe suit that accentuated a very elegant body. Her long blond hair cascaded over her shoulders and brought emphasis not only to her tenderly beautiful face, but also helped to set the upper frame to an ample bosom that fit her frame perfectly. Her smoke gray eyes had the ability to capture you and not let you go for hours (or at least it always seemed that way to me). “Not sure who it is. I don’t recognize the car nor the plate” I said trying to keep the conversation going. She was such a pleasure to look at, to absorb, to inhale if you were lucky enough to do so. Jeff was such a lucky bastard. He had no clue what he had. “Well, I’m sure that whoever it is, you’ll find out soon enough.” She gave me a flirtatious wink and turned around in one of those slow motion turns that let you observe a wonderful profile, so watch the soft curve of her shoulders give way to her lower back and then deliciously rounded out and back to her legs. Oh, what a wonderful body she had and how I’d love to tell her exactly how beautifully put together her curves were. I felt that all too familiar twitch between my legs and my heart pounded even harder, as I watched her disappear into her house. I opened the front door, which we typically leave unlocked during the day, and walked into the house, dropping the mail (mostly bills) onto the end table by the door. “Oh, yeah that feels so nice, and you look so good there.” Came a strange male voice from upstairs, soft music playing in the background. I stopped by the door, not wanting to make any more noise than I had to. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest. I walked up the first half flight of stairs to the kitchen and noticed that there were two glasses of whine, one with lipstick on it. The lipstick my wife uses. “That’s it baby, do what you like. Mmmm, that feels so nice – doesn’t it?” asked the male voice. The voice sounded huskier than you’d expect and struggling for control. I looked around the house and saw a man’s suit coat on the living room sofa and a tie lying neatly next to it. I took my shoes off and walked very quietly up to the next flight of stairs towards our bedroom. I could hear the soft noises that my wife makes when she is very turned on, but I could not tell exactly what she was doing. As I topped the stairs I realized the door to our bedroom was wide open. I could see a very tall handsome man, in his late 30’s standing next to our bed, looking away from me. I could see my wife kneeling in front of him in a white see through teddy, her shoulder length reddish blonde hair pulled up in a very nice pony tail keep the hair from her eyes. Her deep blue eyes look up at him, and her hands cradling what was left of his cock as she took him deep into her mouth and then agonizingly slowly moved back out. The soft cooing sound came from deep inside her as she took him as deep as she could, grabbing his buttocks and pulling him into her mouth. Her face read with the effort, and the abuse from his pubic hair. She pulled him into her; he reached behind her head and pulled her closer to his crotch allowing her to fully swallow him. I stood there at the door, stunned by the picture before my eyes. Here was my wife of only 3 years, swallowing the largest cock I had ever seen. She was not gagging; in fact she was so comfortable with it that she kept her face pressed against his pubic hair for what seemed an eternity. She held her breath; she sucked in the sides of her cheeks and never once took her eyes off her lovers face. Her fingers reached behind him and pulled his cheeks aside as she moved her mouth the full length of his cock till all that she had was the soft foreskin in her lips. “Oh, god that feels so good baby. It’s been so long since I’ve had your mouth on me, mmmm. Yeah that’s it! That’s it! Suck it harder honey, suck it like you used to…” he said, finally noticing me standing at the door. “Hi…” he said. His face flushed with the heat of his desire for my wife’s mouth. “You must be Tom, Amy’s husband. Right?” “Hello, and yes I am” I said looking him straight in the eyes. “Who are you?” I asked “OH, yeah sweetie you know I love your nails and fingers back there” he said to my wife who as still lost in her manipulations of his cock and now his ass. “My name is Dev… oooh, yeah…, Devon that is.” As he thrust his hips forward in response to my wife’s sucking and pulling. “Your wife and I met on the internet a long time ago, and we had a nice little affair while you guys were first getting to know each other.” He said matter-of-factly. “She called me out of the blue a couple of weeks ago to see if I was going to be in town and I told her I could stop by today.” He said matching my wife’s rhythm that was not certainly very motivated. “I was a little surprised,” he continued, “when she suggested that I come over late in the afternoon.” He grabbed her ears and started to pull her into him with significant enjoyment and their rhythm picked up speed once again. He was now literally fucking my wife’s mouth right in front of me: carrying on a casual conversation. I looked at her lovely face, so red from the effort and her eyes full of life. She glanced at me and then locked her eyes on mine. She was drawing me in, sharing with me a moment like no other moment in her life. This was something special for her and I was being drawn into it – headlong! My heart was pounding even louder in my ears, my groin was completely on fire, and my arousal was no longer hidden. Her eyes caressed mine, as she sucked harder, took him deeper, and drove him ever closer to that crescendo that always leads to the ultimate: Orgasm! “Oh, god! I’m going to cum!” He announced as though expecting my beautiful Amy to stop her machinations. Yet I could tell that her fingers were digging deeper into his ass cheeks, one was certainly playing with that forbidden rear entrance. Oh, how I love to feel her fingers on me that way! How I love feeling her hunger, because it is only at the moments when she is hungriest that she’ll play with a man’s rear entrance. I watched her pick up speed, but also she lengthened her stroke, making sure she gave him every ounce of sensation she could. By this point I was so horny that I unbuckled my pants and walked behind my wife, dropping my pants as I walked. My raging hard-on was straining to be released from my briefs. I finally was able to drop my briefs on the floor, releasing my cock. I knelt behind my wife who immediately stuck her shapely hips in the air, revealing a most inviting ass. I took my cock in hand as she slowed her motions on Devon, who understood and allowed himself to calm down just a bit. The fire in his eyes was still there as he looked down at Amy and let her know that he approved of what she had set up. I slid my cock into her lusciously wet cunt till I pushed her into his thrust. “Ohhhh, mmmm” she said. I felt her muscles tighten around my cock and could tell that she was in pure fire, in pure extacy and that this was her moment. I matched his rhythm and between the two of us, we were giving her a good fucking. “Baby,” I said softly but with a very hoarse voice, “is this good for you?” I asked as the blood rushed from my brain to keep my cock alive. “mm hmm” came the muffled sounds from her mouth. “I think she’s enjoying this cock sandwich.” said Devon, thrusting his hips against my thrust, forcing his cock deep down Amy’s throat. I could feel her love juices coating the walls of her cunt, giving me freer access to her love canal. She was enjoying the moment and making sure her men would enjoy themselves as well. One of her hands left Devon’s rear cheeks and worked its way between her legs, under my aching balls. She caressed me so softly and so lovingly that I got lost in the lovemaking of the moment. In just a few moments I felt that familiar fire build deep inside my balls, deep inside my belly, that unmistakable feeling that you are going to cum soon. That an orgasm was on it’s way from belly to my head and down to my toes. “Devon,” I said, “I’m about ready to cum in her, if you are” “Ready!” he almost screamed at me from the other end of my wife. “I’ve been forced to wait on you! Perhaps now this wonderful wife of yours, and girlfriend of mine, will allow me the pleasure of releasing my load into her mouth.” The fire that started in my bell was about to explode into that flash fire that is a man’s orgasm. You know the type of orgasm I’m talking about. The orgasm comes at very special moments, when your mind is on fire from a fantasy, or when your eyes are full of erotic pictures. I was getting ready to have one of those orgasms, and whether Devon was ready or not, my wife’s cunt was about to take my full load. I looked at Devon’s crotch and then at the mirror by the side of the bed. I looked at my wife giving head to this stranger and loving every single stroke. I watched is eyes roll back into his head, and my wife’s hands grabbing both cheeks to give him stability. “Oh god, oh god…” he said and I could tell he had reached his orgasm a few seconds ahead of mine. I could feel the interrupted rhythm that accompanies a man’s cum. I could feel her relaxing as she gulped his cum into her mouth, and knew she had achieved her goal of making Devon cum, and of feeling his warm jism in her mouth again. She started her orgasmic convulsions as she impaled her face into his crotch. At the same time I felt the huge glob of cum start it’s journey from deep in my balls down the shaft of my cock. I could feel that incredibly hot burning that comes as all your muscles contract in perfect synchronization to thrust the cum forward inside your cock, till it reaches the very tip of your cock-head. The very entrance into the woman’s cunt, or the very exit into mid air if you are jacking off. Devon thrust his hips forward, shoving my wife into my cock. My cock was thrust deep into her, as the first wave of cum exited my cock and coated the walls of her cunt. She let out a deep, satisfied moan that cheered both of us on. I thrust my cockhead deep into her and squirted cum again, and again and again. Once for every time Devon, Amy and I trusted ourselves at each other. I collapsed to the floor, leaning slightly on the bed and softly stroking my cock, feeling the wetness of Amy’s cum and the wonderful sensation of my cum mixed with hers on my hand. “Oh, baby! That was so good.” I said to Amy truly enjoying the moment. “I love you, Tom.” She said as she sat next to me, licking the little droplets of cum off her lips. “You are such a fun husband.” She added. “Tom, let me tell you, you have a great wife. I have never had a blow job like hers, before nor since. I’m really glad you guys decided to have me be your threesome partner.” Devon said, with his cock in hand and slowly stroking himself. “Devon,” I said in between breaths and strokes, “she’s told me how you two met, how you two enjoyed sex with each other and we’ve used you in our fantasy life for a while.” “We decided to surprise each other with open sex partner and that’s when I called you up.” Said Amy. “I’ve always wanted to be in the middle between two hard cocks, but that’s not what a typical wife does, so I always put it out of my mind – well except when I play with myself” As her hands moved between her soaked legs. She leaned against me, put her legs over Devon and stroked her clit seriously. “Devon, I don’t think you and I are done fucking this little minx, what do you think?” I said with a smile. “I think,” he said, “ that she’ll outlast us both! But, I will die trying to please her this evening.” And we all laughed, knowing that the party was just starting. The End An Evening at Home The low slung, sleekly sexy sports car pulled smoothly into the drive, rolling slowly into the spotless garage, the door having opened remotely at the Driver's press of a button. He stepped from the car, firmly but gently closing the door and walked around to the passenger side with purpose. Opening the door, He held out His hand to me, and assisted my exit from the vehicle for the second time that day. Carefully i arose from the vehicle, lightly holding His hand, the privacy of the garage negating the need to keep the leather cuffs hidden from view. Keeping my eyes lowered, His voice came warm and gentle into my mind. "My pet, you pleased Me so greatly this day. you shall be rewarded precious girl. " His fingers tracing my jaw, warm over my skin, feeling my face flush at the words. Slowly i lifted my eyes to His, quiet pools of blue meeting deep, warm brown, His strength evident in the coffee colored depths. Speaking softly, words reflecting my place in His life, i address Him clearly. "Master, You honoured Your slut with this day's events. Thank You, Master. " my mind slowly runs through the day's happenings, remembering sitting curled beneath Master's desk at His office... hidden from all that entered... the memories making me squirm with slight movements, the trench coat, covering the lavender bra and panties, swaying with my movements. His eyes sparkle at catching the quiet swaying of my body, knowing full well that my thighs are coated with wetness, that He has kept my excitement, my need, fully pitched the whole day through. Silently He takes my arm and turns, firmly closing the car door and leading me into the house. Methodically He hangs His keys upon the rack, and without a glance toward me, He speaks. "You have duties to perform I believe, pet. " Quickly, with an economy of motion, my hands untie the belt of the coat, releasing the few buttons, allowing the coat to hang open, lingerie clearly visible, lavender bright between pale, creamy flesh and the khaki of the coat. Turning to Him, and stepping close, sliding His coat from His body, carefully draping it over my arm, i turn and walk toward the coat closet, heels clicking surely over the hardwood floors, silenced only by the rug placed before the door. Tugging open the closet, i reach into the depths and withdraw a heavy wooden hanger, placing Master's coat over the varnished surface with care and hang the garment in the cool room. Sliding my own coat downward, exposing creamy shoulders, i place it upon another hanger as nipples harden within the brassiere as the coat's warmth is withdrawn. GASPING loudly, as nipples are suddenly pinched from behind, His voice growling low in my ear, the pinching becoming sharper, tighter, with each word. "Ah My pet, you will be rewarded well... and in the receiving of the reward you will please Me once more. " Eyes closing as His lips press to my neck, murmuring quietly, "Yes, Master. " Standing tall and silent as His fingers press the hardened nipples flat, holding the moan in check as long as possible before letting it escape in a low, vibrating rumble. Swaying back as He suddenly releases the nubs, the tingling of returning blood flow causing a quick intake of breath, listening to His deep voice once more. "My bath, pet. Now. " Steadying myself, turning as He steps away, watching Him pick up the mail from the hall table. Replying to the command in actions, no words spoken as i turn, and take a heel clicking stride down the long hallway to Master's room, the steps becoming silent as hardwood hall gives way to plush bedroom carpet. my hips sway gently as i walk carefully over the steel gray softness, mind touching briefly upon the memory of how the carpet feels upon my naked back. Stopping before the closet, i slip the suede heels from my feet and slip the shoes into place on the shelf. Reaching upward, to the center of my breasts, i release the clip and the cups of the lavender lace brassiere pull apart a bit. Slipping the scrap of fabric from my shoulders, i drop it into the basket. Bending at the waist, ass facing the door, i slide the matching lace panties over rounded hips and downward, stepping from them with an easy grace, dropping them into the basket as well. i feel His eyes upon me, but continue as if unaware of His presence, stepping naked into the bathroom, kneeling upon the thick rugs and turning the water spigots to begin the flow of liquid warmth, steadily filling the large Jacuzzi tub. Turning off the water as the water level reaches the desired height, starting once more at the sound of His voice. "Get into the tub pet. " Head turning to look toward Him, nodding quickly as i rise, taking the vision of Him as He rolls His sleeves up His arms, noting the bare feet and the odd fact of His belt being removed. "Yes, Master. " i step into the water with a pointed toe and ever so slowly lower my body into it's cocooning heat, an involuntary sigh of contentment slipping past my lips, followed by softly spoken words as i lean against the tub wall. "Thank You, Master. " Moaning inaudibly as He turns on the jets, the water swirling round my body, caressing my skin with the movement, drawing out the stiffness a day spent curled beneath His desk has wrought. my eyes open slowly and seek His, remaining silent as He reaches for the ball of net and pours the softly scented gel into its center. Holding His gaze as He glides it over my arms, first one... then the other. my body is totally pliable beneath His touch, moving this way and that to facilitate His washing of my body, leaning forward, nipples softening in the warm water as i bend, allowing access to my back. Leaning back, seeing His gaze lower to my breasts, recognizing the heat in His eyes, swallowing softly as He stands and leaves the room, knowing instinctively why and where, what and how. i take a deep breath as He returns, thoughts confirmed by the contents of His hand being laid upon the vanity table near the tub. "Look at Me, pet. " i lift my eyes to His, holding His gaze as He takes up the net once more and ever so gently bathes my breasts and belly, circling the nipples, the belly button. Feeling the rivulets of suds flowing over those areas, nipples harden quickly into gently throbbing nubs. He reaches to the table without looking and takes up two of the clamps, cradling one in His palm, pinching the other open, never allowing my eyes to leave His. His free hand reaches out to my right breast and pinches the nipple hard and fast, drawing a gasp from my lips, but holding my gaze steadily. The first one pinches into the tender flesh of the nipple, the rubber coated teeth of the alligator clamp finding quick purchase despite the wet skin. i bite my lip gently, not daring to blink and break from the mesmerizing gaze. He holds the other clamp up, pinching it open, the empty hand's fingers pinching the free nipple hard, harder than the clamp will eventually bite, and He speaks. "Tell me pet. Tell me what you would have me do with this. " A low pitched whimper escapes my lips, preceding the words He knows i will speak. "Please Master, place the clamp upon my nipple. Close to the tip, please Master. " The request emerges as a begging plea, body straightening in the slowly cooling water, His eyes darkening to a deep sable with reaction to my reply. "Yes, pet. That is exactly what I will do. " Pinching into the nipple with His well-manicured nails, He quickly replaces them with the second clip, pulling His eyes from my gaze only when assured the full bite of the clamp at the tip of the nipple is bringing a shining wetness to mine. i choke out the reply i know He will expect to hear, and mean it from the depths of my soul. "Thank You, Master. " His gaze returns to mine and He offers a rare reply. "you are welcome My slut. And I thank you. " He draws a thumb pad over my lips and then stands, holding out His hand. i take His hand and rise, only then noticing the three additional clips upon the table. Keeping my eyes lowered, i shudder softly, standing knee deep in the water. "Arms to your back. " Instantly i obey, clasping hands together in the small of my back, arching toward Him, nipples throbbing, controlling my breathing in a slow, measured pace. i watch Him as He reaches for the towel upon the warming bar, and eyes close once more as He gently dries my belly, around the clamps at my nipples, patting inner thighs and turning me, having my hands part only long enough to dry beneath them. Taking my elbow He silently indicates my stepping from the tub and i stand before Him upon the thick rug as He dries my legs, then finishes and hangs the towel once more. my eyes widen as He reaches for a clip and lowers to His knees before my body. Bottom lip sucks in between sharply biting teeth as the clamp is quickly and deeply attached to the bottom side of my belly button, His fingers having tugged out the skin to accommodate His desire. Gulping quickly, maintaining composure, i whisper, "Thank You, Master. " He stands in a moment, looking down at me, smiling, His eyes bright, intelligence shining within them. "To the chair pet. Run along and prepare. " Instantly i leave Him, making my way with deeply held breath, the throbbing of clamp bites centering in my belly as i move, causing the skin held tightly to resist with each step taken. Quickly settling into the chair in the corner of the room, i await Him. A deep wingback, the wings wide and the back plush with deeply set buttons, a diamond pattern created in the leather, the chair is used only when He allows. i feel the leather warm quickly beneath my skin, the dark sable brown becoming even more pliable, its scarred surface showing the marks of many nights spent curled in its depths, chains holding me tight to its surface. His chair, beloved by me. The low timber of His voice settles over me, even as i see His form step before the chair, taking in His legs with my lowered eyes. "Knees over the arms pet... NOW!" Instantly my legs rise and drape over the arms of the chair, my ass sliding forward as a matter of course. He watches as my legs spread, cunt lips parting as knees separate further. i am all but lying in the chair, only my head held up slightly by the back. my eyes remain lowered, taking in the sight of my softly rounded belly, clamp at its center, my sex opening to Him, feeling His gaze rake over swollen genitals. Lifting heated blue eyes, a soft tremor passes over my body as the cool air of the room brushes over the wet lips, and i whisper, "Master, shall i open further to You?" The pleased note in His tone as He replies brings a glow to my face that is warmly felt. "Yes My pet... open to Me... wide... and fingers back pet. " Soft, pale hands slide down thighs and across a white belly, carefully avoiding the clamp at my belly button. Reaching my sex, i lift my eyes to Him and offer the gift to Him in that way, as well as in actions. Splaying my fingers widely over the slick flesh, the nail tips barely grasping into the spongy surface, i part the labia, a strong twitch of the clitoris at the touch of air bringing a tiny whimper from my lips. Careful to obscure as little of the surface from His view as possible i stretch open for Him, biting my lip softly as He dangles the clamps from a strong, tanned hand. "Well done, pet. Hold there. " With those words He leans near, one opened clamp in each hand. Aiming carefully, His glance flashes to my face and stays there as the clamps are settled near the top of the slit, one upon each lip, right and left of the clit where the lips begin to fully flesh out. He eyes sparkle with pleasure as the bite is reflected upon my face, the joy He reflects back to me causing my heart to soar higher upon the wave of pain as it settles deep inside my belly. "OH, Masterrrr... ", my voice deep... guttural... animal. "Thank Youuuuuuu... " i bite my lip a bit harder, holding still and focusing for the briefest of moments on the five clamps, each creating an arc of fire. Each arc meets deep in my gut, building the flow of wetness that leaks from the well, shining in the light of the room, the scent of passion wafting on the air. Taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly, my eyes lift to His, focus moving from the fire of the clamp's creation to His face. i wince softly as He tugs at the nipple clamps, then listen to His words as He smiles over me. "Sit on your hands girl. Right forefinger up your ass. you may slicken it within your cunt quickly. Now, describe for Me, pet. Details. The nipples. " Sucking in air raggedly, my hands releasing the swollen, wet lips, i press upward in the chair with the left hand, pausing with the right to drag my forefinger through the honey of my cunt, dipping it deep into the well once only, quickly so as to not appear greedy. Sliding my hands palms up beneath by ass, my eyes widen as the finger presses past the tight sphincter muscle and settles up to the last knuckle deep within the clenching walls of my anal passage, slick cunt juice easing the entrance. I concentrate for the briefest of silent moments and begin to speak to Him. "Fire, Master. Sweet, delicious fire. Like lightening, white hot and sharp, working its way from just under the clamps, spreading over the areola and skin, then moving deep, traveling to my clit where it pools and draws the wetness, begging to be extinguished. The tips of them feel as if dipped into molten metal. " Stopping, eyes shiny with heated wetness, looking to Him, asking silently if He wishes more. His hands trace down my body, fingertips trailing lower and lower. He tugs at the clamp upon the lower rim of my belly button, pulling the skin taut and chuckling softly. "Sounds pleasurable pet, yes?" Gasping, i nod, the sharp pull of the clamp stealing my voice for a moment. Quickly He reaches lower, and i tense, expecting the tug upon the clamps that ignite the heat within each lip. That He does not tug, but squeezes upon each comes by surprise, His fingers causing each to tighten further, pressing inward. my body rises upward in involuntary response to His action. i see the flash of irritation in His eyes at my movement and quickly i settle back, murmuring softly, "Forgive me, Master. " He nods once and squeezes tighter, a slow smile caressing His lips and He speaks. "Describe pet. Lips. " A soft whimper slips past parted lips, a shining tongue tip dragging moisture over them before i begin to speak, the words coming quickly between breaths. "Sharp. Biting. More fire, Master. " i inhale a ragged, shallow breath, chest rising slowly, then lowering as the exhale flows through the parted lips, using all the willpower i possess to hold the position, fighting the urge to sit upward, to pull from the increased pressure He is applying. "It brings a throbbing to my clit. It is as if the clamps are hot and becoming part of the flesh. Pleassssssssse, Master... " His chuckle as He releases the added pressure brings a rush of mixed feelings. The quick but partial return of blood flow increases the burn with needles of tingling along the surface of the swollen cunt lips, and i cry out. "Ohhhhhhhhhgodddd. " A quick drawn breath, and a flush of shame at the lack of control follow, and i fight, regaining composure quickly. "Please what, My pet? What is it you ask for?" The warm honey of His voice, sincere... not taunting, truly wishing me to voice the request... draws a soft sob from my soul. Whispered words fall from my lips, lustfully tortured eyes lift to His. "Master, the fire... please Master... extinguish the fire. " "Not yet, My pet. Not just yet. " He chuckles once again and speaks in a commanding whisper. "Lift yourself a bit girl. Fuck your ass with 10 slow strokes. Count them for your Master. " Swallowing hard i nod, pressing upward with my left hand, rolling just a bit to the side as i slowly draw the finger from my ass and press it inward again and again. He holds my eyes with His, watching the need for release grow deep within me as i count each stroke, the spoken numbers bare wisps of sound on the air by the time the 10 strokes are completed. my clit is throbbing in spasms, flesh moving in tandem with the tremors of anal walls. i stop at 10 completed strokes with the finger imbedded deeply in my ass, waiting, panting hard. "Good... very good. " He rises, nodding to the bed as He reaches for the fastening of His trousers. "Fetch the bag. Kneel upon your cushion. Oh, and pet... " i listen more intently at His change in tone, "... insert the red plug into your ass before I return. Have it settled firmly, for if you do not, I will. " i watch Him smile and i return the smile with trembling lips and loving eyes. He turns, slowly slipping the trousers over His hips as He steps into the bathroom. i watch Him go, knowing i have been dismissed to complete the task. Hearing the shower come on as i stand, making sure shaking knees will function, i move to the cabinet across the room. Each step sends bolts of white heat through sensitive labia, thighs pressing the lips inward, clamps holding tight, clicking silently together when legs move to close to one another, the contact drawing forth a hiss of breath. Opening the heavy oaken door and bending into the depths, my hands close around the handle of Master's bag, the weight of the contents bringing a special smile to my eyes. As i straighten, the clamp upon my right nipple catches the knit of Master's sweater. It pulls and my grip upon the bag loosens. One of the handles slips from my palm and the contents of the bag scatter over the floor of the cabinet. Dropping the other handle in a spasm of pain, i scan the clutter i have created with dismay. With a desperate grab at the sweater, i quickly untangle the clamp, ever so careful to not loosen its hold upon the burning flesh, tears welling quickly. Ignoring the pain and tears, i drop to my knees and gather the items, lovingly placing them back into the well worn leather bag with efficient movements, cursing my clumsiness, rushing to complete the tasks and be kneeling when Master returns. Once again i rise, taking care to back away from the cabinet as i straighten, moving as quickly as the flashes of fire over and within my body will allow. Setting the bag upon Master's table next to the chair i lean over it and remove the red gel plug instantly, having had set it atop the other items when gathering them into the bag. Mumbling at forgetfulness, i turn hurriedly to the cabinet once more, sliding open the bottom drawer and taking up the small tube of lube. Knowing Master could appear at any moment, i rush to the cushion before the chair and lower to my knees. i open the tube of gel with a quick flick of the cap and grab the plug from the table, gently squeezing a bit of the clear slickness over the rounded tip. i close the tube and lay it on the table beside the bag. With a slightly trembling hand i spread the gel a bit, and swallow hard, knowing the sharp instant of pain to come when the wide flange of the plug is forced past the resistance of the sphincter. Laying the side of my face against the seat of the chair, i lift my ass upward, reaching back with the plug in hand, the flat base held firmly. Pressing firmly i gasp softly as the plug begins the entry, sliding it deeper with more pressure as increased resistance is met. Biting my lip as the fit become tight, i take a deep breath and bear down, pushing the widest section of the plug firmly past the sphincters cry of pain, only releasing the breath as the narrow neck allows the pain to subside a bit. i press the flat base against my quivering flesh along the crack and test to see that the plug is indeed set firmly. Satisfied that Master will find no fault, i rise and turn to settle upon the cushion, paling visibly as i see Him standing in the doorway, His body glorious in its nudity, not knowing how long i have kept Him waiting. Forgetting for a quick moment the pain radiating through nipples and belly, cunt lips and asshole, i lift my head and continue on, settling quickly upon my knees, assuming the position with wide spread thighs and my hands clasped behind in the small of my back. i arch my back and lift my breasts, shoulders pressed back, face forward and eyes lowered, remaining silent, not knowing what to say. My hands clasp in the small of my back, forcing shoulders back further still, offering rounded breasts to Him, the clamps reflecting glints of light as they bite into the tender flesh. An Evening at Home "A bit slow tonight pet?" He presses off the doorframe and pads across the room to the chair, stopping at its side and looking down to the top of my head. Nodding slowly, keeping eyes downcast, i reply in a clear but quiet voice. "Yes, Master. i was clumsy and slow tonight. i am sorry. " His hand reaches downward, caressing my face gently, and He speaks. "I did not wait long My pet. No harm done. Kneel up, Mine. " He rests His left hand upon my left shoulder and leans over my back, His right hand sliding over my spine, moving downward. Consciously i relax my buttocks, knowing that His fingers will brook no resistance in checking the plug. i manage to hold very still as He uses two finger to press hard against the base, pressing down on my shoulder as He presses up on the plug. A rush of wetness pours from the well of my cunt as He twists the plug, turning it a full circle within my anal passage, then pats it firmly as He straightens at my side. "Well placed girl. You have pleased me despite keeping me waiting. " i beam inwardly at His words, holding still as He moves away from my kneeling form. i listen as He moves about the room, hearing a drawer open and knowing He dresses. In confirmation of my assumption, He returns to my line of vision, the deep black of the silk pajama bottoms reflecting light with each of His movements, highlighting the folds and lay of the fabric. He steps in front of me, lowering His large frame gracefully into the chair, arms casually draped over the same padded arms that so recently parted my legs for Him. Glowing warmth has spread throughout my body from each clamp's point of contact. Heavy numbness behind the feeling actually intensifies it, and it settles into my mind that when He chooses to remove the clamps, the smoldering fire will become a flaring blaze. As if He has read my thoughts, His leans toward my kneeling figure and tugs upon the nipples, adding instant fuel to the conflagration of feeling, bringing a cry to my lips. Suddenly He lowers His reach. The clamp along the rim of my belly button is tugged free, the skin stretching to the point of drawing a gasp and clenching of stomach muscles. The brightness of His eyes transfers into my soul as i tremble beneath His touch, His fingers tracing the reddened spot of skin at the belly button. "Does the fire spread, My pet? Can you feel the tingle?" Nodding in reply, lifting my eyes to Him with an all but silent moan as He spreads the feeling, rubbing with warm fingertips. "Yes, Master. Thank You for giving me the fire. " Visually accepting the proof of my desire and lust as I share it through my eyes, His hands lift once again, quickly but carefully slipping the clamps from my nipples. Opening them just enough to remove them, He slides them over the skin in a determined drag, watching carefully as my eyes widen and then close tightly. As my teeth bite into a trembling bottom lip, my body sways toward Him. A ragged voice whispers upward to Him in adoration, the rush of blood creating the anticipated feeling tenfold, the needles of pain sharp, white lights flashing behind my eyes. "Thank You, Master. Thank You, for the fire. " i allow the tears to well unchecked as my eyes open and seek His, the wetness further proof of my thanks for His attentions. "pet, do You know how much i love you?" The bass tremor of His voice washes over me, my face tilting sideways, pressing my cheek into His palm as His words register in the center of my mind. The warmth of His hand transfers to my face, my eyes closing for a brief moment as i absorb it, then opening as He draws it away, my head straightening once again. i nod as i speak, centering my mind on the question and my reply, forming the words around the aching burn of my nipples. "Yes Master. i think i do. i feel Your love with me always. i wish only to be worthy of Your love, Master. " His loving smile washes over me. "you are worthy of that and more. you honor me with your devotion. Now pet, I will show You how worthy I find you. Stand. " He reaches forward, grasping the hardened nubs of my breasts, pinching each nipple between fingers, well manicured nail tips pressing into the skin as He tugs upward. Leaning forward, i rise quickly, easing the tug as much as my actions will allow, wincing as He keeps the pinch firm then suddenly lets go, leaning back into the chair. Feeling His gaze rake over my body, i stand straight and still, listening for His next words. When they come, i hold my breath and nod in reply, words escaping my mind for a flashing moment. "you are going to cum for Me, pet. you are going to cum loud and long. I will see your body tremble and your juices flow. you will cum when and how I tell you to cum, as often as I tell you to cum... and you will thank Me for allowing you to do so. Do you understand My pet?" Nodding, beginning to tremble at the visions His words lay before me, replying in silence. Pressing my lips together I cease to breath as His face draws near, His lips stopping beside my ear. With the slightest of movement He reaches, and in an instant of quick fire, He squeezes the two remaining clamps hard and then removes them just as quickly. With even more surprise, i sway forward as He buries two fingers to the hilt deep inside the slickly hot cunt, thumb pushing hard upon the button of my clit. At the same instant that my gasp of surprise leaves my lips, His honey golden voice registers in my hazy thoughts, the words themselves a growling whisper, the resonance loud and claiming within my mind, "CUMMMMMM My slut... " Inhaling a loud, sucking gasp, eyes flying wide and the gasp released as a sharp cry of ecstasy as the bolt of surprise turns to one of consummation. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHgodddddddd... " Moans fill the air, the smell of sexual release causing nostrils to flare. Heated wetness flows from my cunt, from high within, rolling over the walls and coating His hand with the results of His command. Bent knees buckle and i sway further toward Him, consciously careful, even through the orgasmic waves, of keeping my hands held tightly together, nails digging into my own flesh. His outstretched arm, hand cupping my hot sex, fingers parting the labia and stroking my inner core, the only support holding my body upright. Breathing in a heavy, labored effort, unable to catch a full breath as the tremors wash from deep within again and again, i choke out the words He waits to hear. "Thank You, Master. " He stills, allowing the orgasm to fade slowly and the shuddering to slow, His lips still pressed against my ear. "Well done, pet... well done. " He leans back slightly, lifting His hand to my lips, His deep sable eyes soft with love, firm with His dominance holding my stormy blue pools steadily. "Lick. Slowly. " my lips part, the warm pink tongue slipping through them, taking long slow licks of my juice from His fingers. Working my tongue between the two fingers that, only a moment before, were buried in my depths, i moan deeply, the sounds vibrating over His skin. As His soft moan joins mine in the air, a deeper need takes hold inside my belly and my lips part further. Tilting my head forward, i slide His fingers deep into my mouth and suck noisily, greedy sounds of joy replacing the moans of desire. After the briefest of moments He pulls His fingers from my mouth, with a deep chuckle. "My pet is so beautifully greedy. Hungry, girl?" my nods bring another chuckle to His lips and He tilts my face upward with His tongue-dampened fingertips. "Go and lean over the horse girl. Position yourself and wait there. " Leaning forward, taking His offered hand, i stand slowly, holding still until the dizziness washing lightly over me passes. He releases my hand and i turn, padding from the room as He watches, hips swaying with a gentle roll, the flash of red at the base of the butt plug bringing an unseen grin to His lips. Across the hall i enter the playroom, making my way across the carpet straight to the wood floored corner and the padded horse. Spreading my legs, the arch of each instep pressing to the base of the horse's legs, i lean over the leather clad pad, feeling ass cheeks spread, the plug held firm by the wide flare inside the sphincter. my head faces my knees beneath the horse, arms stretched to the sides as i listen for His approach. His footsteps are heard as He crosses the hallway, moving over the hardwood that separates the carpeted rooms on bare feet. i feel His approach, and out of the blue the memory of His entrance into the bathroom without His belt slips into my mind, the empty belt loops envisioned clearly. His words lay over me, like a blanket of love, warm and soft. "pet, must I use the cuffs? Or can My girl show her devotion without them?" Carefully i consider the options He has offered, knowing there is no shame in requesting the cuffs, and that the disappointment would be great were i to choose none and attempt to rise during what was to come. Making my choice i take a deep breath and release it slowly, the plug stretching my ass with twitching replies given to it by a protesting ring of muscle. The words pass my lips in a whisper of sound. "No cuffs, Master. " "Speak UP, girl! Be heard!" "No cuffs, Master. You need no cuffs for Your slut this night. " Lifting my voice without raising my head, holding the position of my submission to Him, actions mimicking the words. The pride in His silent touch radiates through my being as His hand reaches out and caresses the curve of my ass. The slow stroking over the stretched skin, the cupping of one cheek, then the other, the pressure put upon the base of the plug, then His voice, confirming the feelings He transferred to me through His fingertips. "you please me beyond description girl. " His hand leaves my skin and i feel His presence step away. The sudden loud!!POP!! makes me jump, but not unbend in the slightest from the horse. His belt. He snaps it again.!!!!POP!!!! The jolt of my body is not as pronounced but still visible, as He warms the leather upon itself. His voice flows from His lips as He gently lowers the leather to my ass cheeks, rubbing it over the skin in slow steady circles. "The last stroke will land when the first drop falls. Do you understand girl?" i nod, whimpering softly, knowing how wet i will become during what is to come. "Yes, Master. When the wetness drips from my sex. " i feel Him step back further, and my ass tightens visibly in anticipation. "Relax pet. Let Me see you relax. " The very instant that the muscles of my ass are loosened, the first blow falls, His words having covered the faint sound of the belt being drawn back.!!WHACK!! my head jerks upward, legs pressing against the horse, fingers digging deeply into the wood of the legs they hold, the cry showing the surprise by which the blow has taken me. "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" my ass tucks inward for a brief moment, then the rush of wetness and heat flows through and from my belly. Choking out ragged words, my ass actually presses back, as if reaching for the next blow. "Thank You, Master. May i have another?" "Oh yes, My fuckslut, you will have another. " The control in His voice, the depth of love evident in His words, the soft caress over the flaming bar across my ass... all ease my tension as i await... anticipate... the next blow. And then it falls, followed quickly in succession by half dozen more, His aim alternating with complete accuracy from one cheek to the other, the stripes barely overlapping, creating a canvas of red. !!WHACK!!...!!WHACK!!...!!WHACK!!...!!WHACK!!...!!WHACK!!...!!WHACK!!...!!WHACK!!... The slick, fast running juice of my cunt rolls over the labia, oozing past the very swollen lips, gathering in the crease where torso meets leg. The third blow brings the flat of the belt's fold in direct contact with the base of the butt plug, which is physically pulled deeper as each swing finds it's mark, and an extra heavy rush of woman's pre-cum scents the air heavily. "MAAAAAASSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTERRRRRRRRR, ohhhhhhhhhgoddddd Masterrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... thank Youuuuuuuu. " His hand makes gentle contact with the heated skin and the welts are felt by both of us as He caresses the flesh, scraping with His nails, dragging them over the lines. "you are most welcome slut. Do you drip for Me yet?" He chuckles deeply, knowing, not really expecting an answer, yet also knowing that it won't be long. His next words send a shiver through my body. Closing my eyes, i bite my bottom lip, tasting the metallic flavor of blood to stop the negative plea from leaving my lips. "Oh pet... I do believe this belt is simply not enough to draw that wetness from your depths. But surely this will do so!" i know without looking up what He holds before my face, eyes opening slowly to confirm the guess. The quirt, wide tipped and well worn, rubs over my lips as He draws it back and forth. "Kiss the instrument of your pleasure pet. Show Me how much you need the quirt to return the kiss back to you. " my lips pucker into a deeply felt kiss, wetness rolling thicker down inner thighs as i moan against the leather tip. He leans back, and again i sense Him step back. "Now girl, shall we see if this is what it takes to bring your desire out to be seen?" Before i can even nod the quirt falls, too many quick blows to count, peppering my ass and upper thighs with stinging heat. Nails dig deeper into the wooden legs as i fight the instinct to straighten and flee the onslaught, finding the concentration needed to remain in position distracting from the realization of the pain. my ass sways but Master does not comment. His aim with the quirt never falters and every inch of my ass and thighs receives a stinging blow. **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... **THWACK**... my cries and pleas go unheeded and the wetness roils from the deep well, gathering as clouds before a storm, the onslaught carrying my mind to a far away place, my body reaching, begging for more... and then the onslaught stops... as suddenly as He began, He stops. Breathing ragged, panting, crying softly, murmuring over and over in the dazed stupor of subspace... "please... please... pleasssssssseeeeeeeeeeee... " i do not hear Him step away... my mind is in a very special place. The next sensation finally causes my hands to press against legs and my head to rise, legs tensing as an animal cry is pulled from the very core of my soul. He presses a damply cold cloth to the fiery welts upon my ass, leaning over my body and whispering next to my ear. "Well done pet. Very well done. " His honeyed voice brings an awareness to my mind and i glance downward, swallowing as the room's light reflects on the drips upon the wooden floor between my legs. i sob louder, thanking the powers that be for the strength that allowed me to hold my position. What voice i have is used to mumble to Master. "Thank You... Thank You... Thank You... " His caresses are soothing as He leans to kiss the upper curve of hip. "Straighten, girl. Face Me. " Pushing against the horse, trembling hard, i try to straighten and fail. Taking a deep breath i try again, pushing hard, eyes closing as Master's loving hands reach to hold me steady and help me to stand. Turning, i lean back against the horse without thinking, straightening just as quickly as i leaned, the surprised wince bringing a knowing smile to Master's lips and eyes. My hands lift to rest upon His shoulders as i bring my eyes to His, swallowing hard, knees gradually becoming stronger through the trembling. He reaches down, running fingertips through the thick pool between my legs and presses those fingertips to my lips, mouthing one word. "Suck. " With no hesitation i greedily consume the offering, suckling, drawing His fingers deep until He pulls them away. "You need something I think, girl. Am I right? Tell Me what you need. " The knowing look in His eyes draws the reply from my lips. "Master, i need to cum. Please Master, i need badly to cum. " Blue eyes become dark and cloudy with the haze of need, and legs begin trembling harder once more. my fingers clutch harder over His shoulders as i strain forward, as if trying to physically pull the affirmative reply from His lips. His lips turn up in an enigmatic smile and He nods. "Soon pet. Soon. " His fingertip traces my lips before He bends, drawing a soft gasp as He sweeps me into His arms, careful to hold behind my knees and not over the still burning flesh. His long stride takes us quickly back into the bedroom and He stands me beside the bed. "Face the bed and bend over Mine. " i do as instructed, turning, stretching my torso over the bed, ass offered to Him once more. His hand slides over the curves, migrating slowly to the plug in my ass. Grasping the base firmly He twists it to and fro as He speaks. "It has been quite an interesting day, yes girl?" "Yes, Master. " The need for release is so incredibly strong within my core, the twisting of the plug causing me to teeter on the edge and makes the words shaky as i speak. "It has been a wonderful day, Master. " Soft whimpers follow the words as He adds a slow fucking motion to the twisting of the plug, pulling against the sphincter a bit harder with each outward tug. Without warning, He jerks the plug from my ass and i scream, head lifting up from the bed, the howl filling the room, hands gathering the spread over the bed and clutching fistfuls tightly, knuckles turning white. Before the scream has died in the air He moves between my legs, dips His cock through the juice coating my cunt and replaces the plug with His cock, sliding quickly through the stunned entrance and laying against my hot ass, holding hips still, pressing me against the bed. His hand reaches upward and entwines in my hair, keeping my neck stretched back with firm pulling, His voice becoming a growl as He leans over my body. "I am going to fuck your ass, My pet. I am going to cum deep inside your ass. you will not cum until you are TOLD to cum. Do you understand?" Crying now, tears rolling down flushed cheeks, nodding, lips parted, almost fearing the soon to come release from the depth of my need. i gasp as He begins to fuck slowly, drawing back, feeling the head of His cock stop just inside the sphincter with each pulling stroke away. Slowly He pushes forward, pressing against the welts with steady pressure, stopping at that end of the stroke as well. Gradually He builds His speed, no longer stopping at the edges of withdrawl and fulfillment. He continues to move constantly and i feel the rim as it slides inside my ass, wetness from my cunt rolling freely down my legs. Words penetrate my consciousness, and it takes a moment to realize that they come from my lips. "Please... pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee, Masterrrrrr... pleaseeeee i need to cummmm... " Tears flow faster, His strokes becoming harder. i feel His cock flare in the grasping tunnel, and i know that soon He will gift me with His seed. Without warning He pulls harder at my hair with the hand wound through the locks, His other hand forcing its way under the bend of my body, instantly finding my clit and pinching it hard as He growls low over my body. "CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM ssssssssssssluuuutttttttt... NOW!" The release ATTACKS my body, my spasms squeezing Master's cock so hard that He explodes within my bowel, shooting His seed high and hot into its depths. The animalistic scream fills the room and bounces off the walls, echoing in my mind over and over, wave after wave rolling and tumbling inside head, ears, belly, cunt, ass. "ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" An Evening at Home my body stiffens upward. Master pulls up on my hair and pushes down on my back as His orgasm washes over Him as well. "GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" Panting, crying, whimpering and moaning, feelings jumbled, thoughts and words incoherent as the waves gradually subside, leaving a shell in their wake. i know Master is there. i smell Him. i feel His body pressing mine into the bed. i see His hand pressing into the bed beside my face as He holds Himself upright. i hear His heavy breathing and the sounds of satisfaction that He shares with me. But the release is so strong, that for eternal moments i am unable to react to Him. Then His voice reaches out to me and i am able to focus, centering myself upon His words. "Thank you My pet. Thank you. Once again you gift me with your very soul. " He slowly slips His softening cock from my ass and i whimper as His spunk rolls down the back of my legs, missing the fullness after the plug and Master's hardness. He untangles His fingers from my hair and lays along side my bent body, His arm across my back, still breathing heavily. "I love you Mine. I love us. " Turning my head as He lies beside me, i smile into His eyes, drawing a ragged breath and exhaling ever so slowly. "Thank You for finding Your slut worthy of love Master. i live to serve You. " We lay next to one another, having crawled further atop the bed, both reaching for the hanging sides of the covers and drawing them over quickly cooling bodies. After many minutes of silent caresses, His fingers trail across my back and stroke my cheek and He speaks again. "Can you stand girl?" He asks. "i think so Master," i reply. "Come. We will shower and sleep. " He smiles a wickedly intense smile into my eyes, His next words bringing a shiver of anticipation and a matching smile to my lips. "After all, tomorrow IS another day." An Evening at Home Hi, Please leave me comments and don't forget to vote! As with all other stories at literotica... adults only please! * i was kneeling between Your legs, facing away from You, naked wearing a loosely tied robe. As we watched a movie, the rosebud was lodged in my ass keeping my sexual imagination stirring and reinforcing my submissiveness. You brushed my hair for quite a while, then paused the movie and had me bend over Your lap for a dozen hard spanks with the hairbrush. Warming my ass sufficiently, You requested that i lift my robe and set my bare ass on the cold leather of the sofa. We continued watching the movie, but now my mind was even more active with thoughts of sexual tension. After several minutes, You instructed me to sit on the floor between Your legs again, back to You, but this time You grabbed a toy we seen on the blowfish website. You slid the clear glass dildo, with bumps on the shaft as well as on the base that was like the tray one would put under a plant with a knob handle below it, into my pussy and slowly spun the knob. Instantly my body was paralyzed with jolts of pleasure causing my breathing to quicken and cunt to convulse with tremors, signaling a building climax. Your left arm was wrapped around me, supporting my breast and firmly holding the nipple between Your thumb and forefinger. Your right arm holding me snugly and methodically turning the knob on the dildo. My body couldn't help but squirm, each movement affecting the plug in my ass, causing a continuous reaction between the dildo stuffed in my cunt and the nipple being squeezed. As my body did its sensuous dance of lust, You kissed my neck, nibbling on the secluded skin normally hidden by my cascading hair. My breath ragged, i asked permission to climax. "My pet," You said, "I will grant you permission, but this evening for asking for such an early reward, you will only be allowed one more climax the entire evening." "Thank you, Master" was my gasped reply through jagged intakes of breath. The orgasms rushed through my body like a nuclear explosion with the epicenter focused on my clitoris. The sudden rush of the orgasm overwhelmed the logical portion of my mind and clouded Your other words. Vaguely i heard You say that a failure to limit my climax for the rest of the evening will have a stinging consequence. "What else did my wonderful Master have in mind for me to endure?" i wondered. But, it didn't seem to matter now as the waves of this climax kept washing over my body. Lights seemed to flash in the back of my eyes. My mind was a whirl of colors exploding in time with the waves of pleasure surging from my loins. Seconds passed and the onslaught of tremors continued. Finally, i was able to control my breathing and my body fell limp in Your arms. A sheen of sweat covered me. You reached over and grabbed a blanket to cover me with all the while holding me tightly, warming me by the heat from Your body. "i love this feeling," i thought, warmed, held and protected. i could feel Your heart beat as i laid against Your chest and the excitement of Your cock against my back. i throbbed with anticipation while my body quickly remembered the sensations of pleasure from the rosebud and dildo. "alex," You whispered in my ear," Kneel forward, head to the floor and hold your ass checks open" i scurried to comply, knowing how pleased You would be with my quick action. Gently, You ran Your fingers around the rubied jewel of the rosebud. Gently caressing my ass cheeks, Your fingers circled the base of the rosebud. Sliding Your fingers up and down the length of my slit, my excitement was obvious. Gently You tugged the rosebud from the grasp of my sphincter. My body fully aroused again, wrestled with the emptiness and longing that removing the rosebud created. "alex, suck me," was Your next instruction. Eagerly i turned and started bathing Your dick with my mouth and tongue. How i so loved the feeling of having Your cock in my mouth. My saliva dripping down Your length, i grasped the base with a hand and started sliding my fingers along the shaft while my mouth engulfed the head, tongue swirling about. Minutes passed and i relished Your moans of pleasure. "Enough for now My pet, turn around and lower Your asshole onto my shaft." "Yes, Master!" i responded with thoughts screaming in my mind. "Yes! i so want Him in my ass." "Yes! i want to please my loving Master." Slowly, i backed into place and lowered my ass over Your waiting hardness. You grasped my hips and impaled me onto Your hard cock. After very little resistance, my muscle yielded to You and Your penis slid into my rectal duct, filling, stretching me to my limit. But, oh, that wonderful feeling of submission and fulfillment! After sinking to the base of Your cock, You held my hips and told me not to move. Finding the directive almost impossible to maintain, i struggled to comply with Your instructions. My mind raced with images of the slut, alex, impaled on Your rock hard cock, legs open, cunt leaking, reveling in this servitude. "Yes, this is what i crave," i thought. You reached over and brought the diabolical dildo back to the entrance of my cunt. Spreading my lips, the head of the dildo was seemingly sucked into my vagina, immediately stimulating the backside of my clit and causing a rippling affect against the walls of my rectum separating Your cock from the dildo. Your instructions of only one more climax tonight, to which i had only offered a passing thought to earlier, now seemed more than implausible at this very moment. "Sit still, My pet, close your eyes and concentrate on the sensations that I grant you." While my mind concentrated on Your throbbing hard cock stuffing my ass and the naughty dildo lodged in my cunt, You caressed my nipples. Suitable happy with their state of arousal, You connected the nipple clamps to them. Their bite is always a shock, but now the sensation were welcomed as it melted into red hot lust as i moaned loudly. "Control your breathing and concentrate," You whispered into my ear. Concentrate?! How could i do anything other than concentrate? i could feel Your pulse as the blood pumped through Your erection lodged deep in my body's core. I could feel my own pulse as my clit pulsed and nipples throbbed. As my body was lost in this concentration, a sudden splash of sensations washed over my right breast. A blazing white light was the image that seared my mind, even with my eyes closed. "What is that?!" my mind screamed. No sooner had i asked that question in my mind than a matching sensation seared my left breast. My climax was totally involuntary as my body was racked with spasms. Opening my eyes, gasping for breath, i looked down to see the candle wax hardening on my nipples. As the orgasm thundered to a higher level, You removed the nipple clamps releasing yet another torrent of orgasm. i had never experienced a climax like that and several minutes passed before my breathing would regulate and again my body was a sheen of sweat. Perched on Your cock, You held me closely. An overwhelming feeling of relaxation engulfed my body, only to be shocked back into reality by realizing that i had climaxed without permission. "Master, Master, i apologize for climaxing without Your permission!!" i stammered out. "alex, My slut, we talked about the consequences of this. Now crawl over to the dresser and bring back the pony tail plug to decorate that slut ass of mine...." An Evening At Home An Evening In He had explained it carefully to her; the time had come for him to share his most treasured possession with friends. Good friends, carefully chosen by him for their good conversation, differing personalities and ability to be discreet. He explained he was proud of her, she had developed her skills to the best of her ability, and now he wanted to show others just how skilled she was. It was to be an evening meal, four friends plus him, guiding and orchestrating the plans for the event. Throughout the day she prepared the four course meal, it was to be served by her throughout the evening. Her thoughts were completely focused on ensuring the meal was going to be perfect, with no room for error or mishap. Once the evening started she did not want to be distracted from the men she would serve. At six pm he called her to him. She knelt in front of him, her eyes looking at his face and her mouth open. Gently he took her chin in his hand and softly ordered to open her mouth wider and stick out her tongue, she complied immediately but he insisted she opened wider still. Once he was satisfied with her efforts he spoke softly to her. He explained he loved her, cared for her and this was an opportunity for her to show him just how good a slave she was to him. She would not be told the names of his friends and if she heard them she was to immediately forget that she had overheard this. To remember and show at any time at a later date she remembered would be a bad thing and he would punish her. He asked if she understood, he still had his hand on her chin and she felt unable to speak so she nodded her head and eyes. Immediately he gripped her more tightly and repeated his question, in response she managed a half whispered ‘yes.' ‘Yes,' he replied ‘I hope you do understand, I will not tolerate your errors.' He explained that she was not to speak during the evening and she was to only respond to him and his voice. If she felt she needed him, she should raise her hand and he would assess her situation. Again, he asked if she understood. She did not dare nod, but instead whispered ‘Yes, I understand.' ‘Good,' he replied ‘I hope you do understand fully' Tipping her head back further he began to probe her mouth with his finger, running it over her teeth and tongue. He slowly ran his finger over her lips, barely touching them making her move uncomfortably at the slight pressure. Leaning down over her and holding her mouth open he allowed some of his spit to fall from his mouth into hers. She watched its descent as it fell directly onto her outstretched tongue. ‘Do NOT swallow,' he stared deep into her eyes, capturing them for a few seconds. Then very slowly he touched his finger onto the spit on her tongue and began to move it around her mouth. Probing and feeling every area. He continued to stare at her, ‘You belong to me, and only me. Don't ever forget that, these men are here to be served; not liked, not enjoyed, served by you, that is all.' He moved her back from him and closed her mouth ‘Swallow my spit, now.' He watched as she did so, looking at face gauging her thoughts on the coming evening. ‘Tonight, your face is a cunt, no more, no less, they will not be allowed any other part of your body. Not tonight. Tonight they will have your mouth and only your mouth. I know you will not let me down, I will ensure you are safe at all times, but you MUST obey me. Always.' At seven pm all the guests arrived together, one man had brought his submissive with him, he led her in, and she sat at the side of his chair eyes downcast. She was surprised to see another woman, he had not said this was to happen. Immediately her mind wandered from her task of the evening to the food provided. She had catered for him and his four friends, how would she make this work. Looking at her, he instantly saw her mind had moved and guessing the reason walked her away from the group to explain; the submissive would sit at her Masters side and would not need to fed. It was a relief to know that her efforts to ensure the meal would go well would not be spoilt by this unexpected turn of events. She wore her collar and was dressed in her maids outfit, she disliked it, but it was suitable for the evening. It was too low cut and she wore no panties making her uncomfortable in front of his guests. He attached a long lead rein to her collar which allowed her enough freedom to move to serve people but he had control of her. She served white wine and whisky to his guests and he led them all through to the dining room. The rectangular table was glass with glass mats laid out. Two men sat at each side of the table, he sat at the top and the additional submissive sat on the floor at the end of the table. The entrée was already in place and the hot trolley in the corner of the room had the rest of the evenings food prepared and ready to be served. Once everyone was seated she knelt beside him, whilst he spoke to his guests. ‘This is a four course meal. Each course will last exactly twenty minutes. During each course, my slave will serve you, as this is a glass table you are free to watch her through the table as she serves each person or you are free to talk and relax; enjoy the company regardless of what my slave is doing to you or anyone else. I leave the choice to you. If you are not finished with her at the end of the twenty minutes, she will serve the next course and move onto the next person. This is my choice not hers.' He looked slowly around the table at his guests, weighing up their expressions, briefly contemplating what effect his words had had on them. He continued to speak, 'You can touch her face, hair and breasts, on this occasion, you cannot touch her cunt, but she will be on display later for your perusal. You can use her mouth like a cunt and fuck it, you can cum in her mouth and she will swallow, or you can allow her to lick and suck you until you cum. Whilst she is with you, you can use her mouth in any way you wish.' Again he stopped, taking a sip of his water as he waited for one of the guests to ask questions or give their views on the evening ahead of them. The table remained silent. The slave felt tense, her breath swallow; as she waited to see if her Master would abort the evening or continue forward. He glanced down at her, made eye contact and held her in his gaze as he spoke. ‘Finally, she responds only to me, it is pointless asking her anything, she will not respond. If you wish her to alter what she is doing and she does not respond to any signals you give her by touching her, speak to me and I will direct her.Do you have any questions?' Though his guests murmured briefly, no-one spoke up, the tension in the room began to relax. Using his eyes only, he directed her under the table to the first guest, the youngest looking guest in the group, on his left hand side. This man was clearly excited and nervous about the prospect of having his cock blown by a slave. He fumbled with his trousers and had difficulty undoing them. She, in turn, felt sorry for him, but was at a loss as to whether to help or if that would draw attention to his inability to get his cock out. After a few moments she put her hand on his to still them, unzipped his trousers and took out his cock. She reasoned he only had twenty minutes and the way he was fumbling ten of those would be gone before she got near him. It was a good size cock, slim and with a slight bend at the top. She briefly wondered if he had spoken to the doctor about the bend in it, but knew this was not the time or place for such thoughts and certainly not a subject for discussion. Her eyes danced briefly at what he would think if he knew her thoughts had turned to medical matters at this point in time. Re-focusing on the cock she ran her slightly shaking hand down to the base, moved her hand into the trousers and drew out the balls. He shifted slightly giving her better access. She was nervous, but knowing he was even more nervous gave her enough courage to cup the balls in her hands and gently put her tongue at the base drawing it slowly upwards to the collar of the cock. It tasted sweet, with a slight tang of sweat. Smiling inwardly she knew it was the nerves that had caused that. Tentatively he reached out and touched her hair. She knew he felt every person in the room was staring at him and she had sympathy for him. She felt her Master staring intently through the glass at her, burning holes as a magnifying glass would against the sun. Was he checking her technique, or watching her as she knelt in front of another man his cock in her hand and mouth? She felt embarrassed, but she knew this was only the start of the evening. Her tongue continued to move from the base to the collar of the cock. Adjusting her hands on the balls, she lifted them slightly to her face, taking in their smell. She had planned to lick them but at the last minute decided to take one in her mouth. Immediately it tightened, the skin becoming like the shell of a walnut. She gently swirled her tongue around it, careful not to over excite him and have him cum too soon. That would be awful for both of them. She could feel his cock against her face, his other ball on her cheek as she knelt almost directly underneath him. Sliding back from that ball she captured the other one in her mouth. Moving her tongue slowly around it, flicking it and savouring the clean taste of him. Both balls became tighter so she slowly withdrew and buried her face onto the balls and the base of the cock. Moving her lips around the bottom of the cock she slowly, very slowly moved upwards to the head. Her hair covered the view of what she was doing and she heard his voice telling her to move it back as his guests could not see. She immediately obeyed. At the head of the cock she stopped for a brief second before opening her mouth and taking it inside her. This proved too much for the guest who suddenly came without warning. Cum flooded her mouth and she struggled to swallow it as the next wave hit her. She felt, rather than saw, him jerk forward in his chair and briefly groan as shot after shot of cum filled her mouth and covered her tongue. Once he calmed she continued to kneel in front of him licking the cock clean. Only when she was satisfied that she had cleaned every bit of cum did she sit back and allowing him room to put it away. It was only then she then became aware of the noises in the room as the guests, laughed at this early finish and good naturedly teased the younger man. She continued kneeling, resting back on her legs eyes fixed ahead of her until she felt the tug on her lead and she looked towards him following his unspoken command to move. Crawling out from under the table she cleared away the dishes and brought the main course and all the side dishes to the table. She was allowed a glass of water and then returned to kneel at his side. When each of the guests had served themselves, he looked again at her. She rose and removed the additional dishes. Had they of stayed on the table it would have made viewing ore difficult. Once again when she had finished she returned to his side. He did not touch her nor speak to her, but gestured to her to return under the table and move on to the next man. Once under the table she saw he was waiting for her, cock out. This was the guest who had brought his submissive with him. A large overweight man, his cock was smaller than the first guests with a slightly pointed head. It did not stand upright but at a slight angle. She wondered if this was simply because his large stomach would not allow an upright erection. He was not circumcised and she could smell that it was not very clean. There was an odour of stale piss, this bothered her; she felt that if she pulled back the foreskin this may not be too clean either. She wanted to ask what to do, but she did not want to embarrass him by being disobedient, nor did she want to draw attention to this unclean guest. It was not the thought of embarrassing the guest that stopped her; but more what the other guests would think if his slave brought attention to the issue that he had chosen someone who was not careful with their hygiene. He had said he had chosen all the evenings guests with care but unless he checked their cocks and got this close to them, how would he know the level of their hygiene standards? She was still a fraction away from the cock and had not received a signal to start so she remained as she was. She was very aware that his submissive was watching her, this made her uncomfortable, as if the evening was not difficult enough another woman was now viewing her skills. Another submissive would view such things far more objectively than any man. She was starting to worry, she did not want her skills scrutinised by another submissive, nor did she want to give a man a better time than his own submissive could give; yet she did not want to let herself or him down by not meeting the standard the submissive set, whatever that standard was. Just as she was beginning to panic about the situation he jerked her lead and she moved forward to the cock. Her face had yet to reach it when she felt two hands grab the sides of her head and push her onto the cock. The hands gripped into her hair, jamming cock in her mouth as far as it would go before she gagged. ‘Take it, take it all!' she heard a voice say. Taking a breath and ignoring the painful grip of the hands and the voice she moved slowly down on the cock until his balls were against her face. She could now taste the remains of cum on him and a slightly bitter taste, perhaps it was the leftover juices from his submissive's cunt earlier in the day. She bit back a grimace and tried to focus on her role as a servicing submissive, pleasing her Master; not the actual unpleasantness of the cock in hand. The hands increased their grip, ripping painfully into her hair. They moved her head rapidly up and down fucking her mouth like a cunt, cock slapping hard at the back of her throat. Her mouth was hanging open to accommodate the force of the thrusts of the cock. In, out, up, down, again and again and again. The force and intensity was so fast she was unaware of anything else around her. Just her face being fucked, used by this stranger. She was nothing, a hole to be used over and over and over. A hole, nothing more, an open, wet, receptacle for cum. Cum exploded out of his cock and directly down her throat, pouring down, making her gasp before she remembered to swallow. Three full thrusts and he had emptied his balls completely into her. He pulled her of his cock and pushed her slightly away from him preventing her from cleaning him. Her head was reeling from the force and speed of his fucking; by the time her head had cleared he had put his cock away and resumed eating as if nothing had occurred. She briefly heard him say he liked a rough fuck and enjoyed using a good mouth for its real purpose. She knelt in front of the guest, wishing she could smooth her hair down and get the sour taste of him out of her mouth. Again she was aware of his submissive watching her, whether it was with interest or, another emotion she could not quite identify, she was not sure. But this submissive intrigued her, what was she thinking as she watched the evening unfold in front of her, watching, yet not participating. Finally she was allowed to move out from under the table, clear away the plates and take a drink of water. She served the dessert and knelt at his side. This time he stroked her hair gently and patted her briefly before directing her to the next guest. She knelt in front of him; he had undone his trousers and pushed them slightly downwards giving full and easy access to the balls and cock. As she knelt on the carpet, looking straight ahead, she was aware he was looking though the glass at her. Glancing up she saw him grinning in a friendly manner. She allowed him a brief smile before resuming her position of looking directly ahead. At her Masters signal she moved forward and brought her face down, directly in line with the balls. They were beautiful, full yet soft. She took one in both her hands and sank further into the carpet as she licked it slowly. Savouring the feeling of the skin on her tongue and lips. All the sounds of talking and eating faded away as she simply enjoyed paying homage to this guests balls. She licked both balls with small strokes, ensuring each one was fully covered and wet, she then burrowed her face in them both. Her nose and mouth were covered with wet balls and the rigid cock lay hard against her face. She almost forgot herself as she enjoyed the sensations of this cock and balls. Moving her tongue slowly out of her mouth she licked the underside of the balls. She felt him move slightly with the unexpectedness of and heard him gasp aloud. ‘Damn, she's good.' She drew her tongue from the underside, over the top and to the base of his cock. At the base she moved her tongue from side to side licking and moving in the same way as a dog laps water. Moving up the cock to the collar, she positioned herself firmly between his legs and moved her head around to lick the side of the cock next to the stomach. Continuing her slow process she licked every part of the cock to the collar. Pre-cum was leaking from the top of the cock. Making her tongue as narrow as she could she gently took the bead of pre-cum from the head onto the tip of her tongue. She then used it to draw a line, clockwise, around the collar of the cock. Another intake of breath told her the guest had enjoyed the sensation. Repeating the process anti-clockwise brought a tensing of his thighs and a slight tightening to his balls. At last she touched his cock with her hands drawing it down slightly and passing her tongue over the head of his cock. Her tongue moved in lazy swirls over the head several times, before she felt his hand under her chin guiding her to look upwards. Looking through the glass table she could see him above her. She stopped to allow him to see cock resting on her lips, her tongue moving slowly outwards to touch the head. Using her hands to gently pull the cock down slightly she continued to look upwards as cock disappeared into her mouth. He watched with studied interest taking every small movement she made. Her other hand cupped both balls and she stroked them using her thumb, they were still wet from earlier as she slid around and around the ever tightening skin. By now the cock was moving slowly in and out of her mouth, her hand following each upward and downward movement. He could not stop watching her mouth and hands as the played over and over his cock. Sliding in her mouth, filling it the moving outward to repeat the process all over again. Both balls became so tight she thought they would disappear, he took her chin and guided her mouth away from his cock to the tight grooved balls. She knelt so close, licking and sucking following the grooves of each ball noting the changes. She was aware of his hand pumping the hard cock above her. As he moved his hand back and forth, she felt his balls tighten even further, gently she slide one in her move and moved her fingers around his ass hole. Stroking and playing with the rim of his ass, whilst her hands and tongue danced on his balls. She could feel the pressure continuing to build, before he jumped back in the chair, away from her mouth as his cum flew into her hair. His hand moved to under her chin again, as she looked up another load of cum went in her face, dripping down her nose and cheeks. An Evening At Home Some of it landed on her lips. Instinctively she licked it and opened her mouth; more cum landed on her hair and dripped slowly down her face into her waiting mouth. She could not help smiling as she looked up at this guest through the glass. With a slight regret, she felt a jerk on her lead. She crawled away from the guest with the beautiful balls and tidied up the table. The final course of cheese and biscuits was quickly served. She was soon back under the table facing the final guest. The cum from the previous guest lay sticky in her hair and she could feel it drying on her face. Again on her Masters' command she moved towards the final guest. He had not undone himself and she struggled with the unfamiliar belt and trousers to free his cock. It was his pubic hair, not his cock, that drew her attention. It was grey and wispy not like the hair on his head which was a thick dark brown colour. It amused her that he had not dyed his pubic hair but was vain enough to dye the hair on his head. His cock was bigger and wider than any other guests, much, much bigger. She tentatively licked it from base to top. She heard the guest speaking to him. Then his voice saying, ‘No licking, just long hard sucks.' She obediently took the cock in her mouth and began sucking. The underside of her tongue flicked over the head of the cock as she sucked (the way she knew he enjoyed being sucked) and she felt hands touching her head as the guest relaxed back in his chair. One hand moved down her face and neck, she shifted to a more upright position to allow him access to her. Hands moved into the top of her maids outfit, pulling out her left breast. For a moment or two it was handled it as if being weighed, before a position of holding was found that suited him. She continued the simple task of sucking the cock deep into her mouth as her nipple was fondled by a thumb and forefinger. The guest alternated between pulling on her nipple and squeezing it tightly. As the squeezing became more painful she moved the cock deeper into her mouth. This clearly amused him and for several minutes there was nothing to be heard but the guests' slight chuckles as he squeezed tightly and her intake of breath as she took his cock to the back of her throat. His fingers moved upwards on her breasts and he squeezed her whole breast in his hand. This continued across and round her breast and she knew she would have finger mark bruises for several days later. Again she heard his voice this time telling her to take this enormous cock fully down her throat. She breathed deeply trying not to panic at such an order, and moved nearer to the guest. Closing her mouth over the top of the head she slowly took him into her mouth. When the big cock hit her gag reflex she really thought she would vomit; it was so big, she withdrew slightly and tried again. In total it took five attempts before she was able to move past the reflex and take him in the back of her throat. She was scared of moving in case her breath was cut off, or the movement would cause her to lose him and she would have to start over again. She was close to raising her hand to him to signal her distress when she felt the cock move briefly upwards and a wetness at the back of her throat. The cock pushed very slightly deeper three more times before she felt him starting to withdraw. It felt strange, she was sure he had cum, but because it was so far down her throat she had felt the pressure more than the actual cum. Her throat felt rough and her jaw ached. The gentlest of touches was given to her lead and she moved to his side, kneeling and calming herself. His hand on her head was such a gift of reassurance to her. The other submissive was instructed to pass around the cognac and give her a glass of water. The submissive remained kneeling beside her, very close to her, and she was acutely aware of the sound of the submissive breathing and the smell of her wetness. As the guests enjoyed their drink and talked amongst each other she reflected on the events that evening. He made a good choice of guests for her to serve. Each had been so different. The first had been so very nervous that it calmed her, allowing her mind to find a balance for the service task ahead. She had felt a certain empathy with this guest, bringing out the care aspect of her as she tried to help him last as long as he possibly could. The second guest had been rough, almost brutal. This had appealed to the whore buried inside her. To be used as a fuck toy for another persons pleasure, to the point where she had ceased to exist as a person, but became an object to be fucked. This had been a good choice as it had also challenged some of her non-sexual limits. The third had been delicious, such a beautiful set of balls. Even thinking of them know made her mouth turn slightly upwards in a small satisfied smile. She had enjoyed this guest. He had made her feel like a slut but with am element of her controlling him. It had not felt like it at the time, but realising he enjoyed watching cock slide into her mouth had made her put on a show for him. Yes, wonderfully dirty and slutty. Another good choice as she could easily have let her enjoyment overshadow her purpose of being a slave to give pleasure to others. It had taken concentration to ensure she did not forget this. The final guest had been a challenge. That cock had been so big as to be uncomfortable; her jaw continued to ache as did her left breast. He looked down at her and gestured that she sit in front of him. Taking her face in his hands he stared into her face saying nothing but his eyes searched across her face, as if looking for signs of an inner understanding to the evening's events. She looked back into his eyes and saw such love and care reflected back at her that it tore at her throat, making her mouth dry and her cunt ache for him. As he finished the last of his cognac he addressed the group. ‘Now if you have all been satisfied with my slaves entertainment so far this evening, we will go through to the other room. My slave has served you well and will now leave us to prepare her cunt for your viewing.' An Evening at Home "Take a hot bath and freshen up for me." You tell her. "I'll be home in an hour." On your way home, just thinking about the plans you have for tonight gives you a raging hard-on. When you walk through the door, she meets you with your favorite cocktail, a vodka cranberry. Her hair still damp from her recent shower, her nude body glistening in the light, she wears nothing but a thin diamond studded collar, the one you had bought for her birthday last year. You linger for a moment, enjoying your cocktail. "Submit." you say. Quickly she turns from you, standing up straight; she spreads her legs to just beyond her shoulders and places her hands, fingers locked, behind her back. You slowly move around her, looking her up and down. You love the way she looks in this position, her head held up, but eyes locked to the floor, her large breasts jutting out from her body, her sizeable ass just begging to be touched. You deliver a light smack to her ass as you say "Released." She jumps slightly from the smack and moves towards the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready in about 15 minutes Sir." Before you arrive at your favorite spot on the couch she returns to you with a fresh cocktail. 'Good girl.' You think to yourself. A short while later she returns, again, with a fresh cocktail. "Dinner is ready Sir." She says. You realize just how famished you are as your stomach grumbles. She follows you into the kitchen. As you sit down she quietly moves and kneels at your side. Well taught by you over the years, she knows better then to assume she will be dining with you. You begin to eat, enjoying your meal. A few minutes pass and you ask "Are you hungry little one?" "If it pleases You, Master" she whispers in reply. You feed her from your fork as she remains on the floor at your side. "I'm going to freshen up. Clean up in here and then go to the den and get ready, I have plans for you tonight." You say as you move from the kitchen. She quickly cleans the kitchen, and moves to the den. The den has always been the play room. Years ago you had modifications made, to suit the various activities you enjoy. The custom four post bed and a modified massage table are your favorite pieces. Looking around she realizes the leather wrist and ankle cuffs are missing. 'They must be in the bedroom' she thinks to herself. Quickly she runs to the bedroom and finds them on the floor by the bed. Moving back to the den she places them on the nightstand and drops to the floor, knees spread, arms behind her back, and eyes on the floor. A moment passes and no sooner then her mind begins to wander, your footsteps bring her mind back to the present. You quietly move into the room. "Stand and submit." you say. Quickly and silently she moves to the position. You move up behind her, your hands begin to explore her wonderfully curvaceous body. Your hands glide like feathers over her flesh, sending unimaginable sensations through her body. "Bring me the cuffs." The tone of your voice confuses her, as you seem slightly upset, she ponders what she may have done wrong. Quickly she moves to the nightstand and returns to you with the cuffs in her hands. Fastening them around her wrists and ankles, you waste no time and order her to the bed. "On the bed, belly up." Moving with her to the bed you fasten the cuffs to the short chains on each post. You admire your slave, lying spread eagle, her arms and legs pulled taunt over the sizeable bed. You move to the chest of toys, her eyes glued to the ceiling, she wishes she knew what you were planning. You return to her and sensually slide the silky black blindfold over her eyes. You move back to the chest, all she can do is listen to you rumbling and rummaging around, gathering the necessary equipment for your plans. "You have been such a wonderful slave to me little one, so tonight is not meant to be punishment, but simply a reminder of what can and will happen if you fail to obey me." You say, as you watch her body respond to your words. Her breath quickens slightly and you see her brow furrow in concern as to what will come. You begin with the violet wand, one of your favorite toys. Slowly moving it over her body, she twitches and you can hear her breath continue to quicken as the tingling sensation starts to become more painful. You love seeing her body in this state, her muscles pulsing in reply to the wand, her skin just beginning to glisten as her mind attempts to keep her body calm for you. You move away from her, picking up the electric dildo and coating it with the conductive lube. You climb on the bed between her feet, moving up to her body. Teasingly you move your hands over her mound, just one finger touching, light as a feather. Her body tenses and strains, trying to move closer to bring herself more pleasure. You quickly smack her square on her pussy, and hard. As her yelp subsides you say "You know better then to move when my hands are on you slut! You will be punished for that later." A quiet moan escapes her lips as she regrets her movements. Roughly you push the dildo into her ass. You had planned on playing with her more first, opening her a bit, but her disobedience has changed that. She looses her breath for a moment as the pain comes and passes. Climbing off the bed you move up to her side. Sensually you begin to play with her breasts, rubbing and pinching her nipples, making them hard. Your mouth moving down to her, licking, biting, sucking, you love to make her squirm. She cries out suddenly as you attach the electric nipple clamps. The sudden pain is too much for her to bear. "Why must you always bring punishment to yourself during a night of pleasure my slut?" You speak in a disappointed tone as you push a red rubber ball gag into her screaming mouth, securing it tightly behind her head. You quietly connect the cords to the box, and turn the knobs up half way. She instantly begins to squirm and screams out at the sudden attack to her anus and nipples. Pleased with her reaction, you move away from her and quietly strip off your clothes. To her it feels as if you have been gone for hours, although in reality it was only a few moments as you undressed. You quickly turn the power off, and smile as you watch her continue to squirm, her body now covered in sweat, and trembling in fear. Removing her gag you say "We're going to play a little game my slut, I'm going to turn on the machine, and I want you to tell me where you feel it, do you understand?" "Yes Master." She says timidly. Over the next 15 minutes or so you torture her body with the electrodes. Varying the intensity and the length; and of course, the location. For the first time in months she manages to answer every shock correctly. "I am pleased with you slave." You tell her in a loving tone. Your rock hard cock seems to be begging for attention, and you realize, it has been since the moment you stepped into the room. She screams in agony as you remove the nipple clamps and the blood rushes back to her abused tits. You massage them gently, in an attempt to relieve some of her discomfort. You move to pull the dildo from her ass, this time a soft moan is all you hear from her. Unlocking her restraints, you help her sit up and massage her shoulders a bit to ease the tension. You move and relock her wrists together behind her back. Sitting on the edge of the bed you say "On your knees little one." She quickly moves to the front of you, and drops to the floor. Her head held up, but her eyes never catching yours. Her knees spread wide; you can see her wetness dripping down her thighs. "Pleasure me, my slave." You say. Slowly she moves forward and begins to work your throbbing cock. Touching softly with her lips and tongue, she licks all along the shaft. She takes her time, exploring all its shape, the thickness, the warm, soft skin. Very slowly she moves from the tip then under to the really soft part. She licks upwards from the base to the tip of your cock, treating it as if it were a lollipop. Finally she takes you into her mouth and sucks, tickling it at the same time with her tongue. She is slowly moving her lips up and down the shaft, sucking and pressing with her lips and tongue. She takes you completely into her mouth, the tip of your cock pressing firmly into her throat. She is moving so slowly... you resist the urge to grab her head and fuck her mouth. She keeps sucking, slowly moving up and down your shaft, her tongue pressing against your cock. You can feel yourself getting close, and she can feel it too. Every downward movement is a bit quicker and every upward suck is a bit harder. She slides down as far as she can... slowly... sliding back up... sucking a little harder... your cock pops out of her mouth, and she repeats the process... sliding down slowly as far as she can... sliding back up... always sucking just a tiny bit harder then the time before... her tongue doing amazing things to your senses as it swirls around your cock. Your hand moves to the top of her head, signaling that you are close. She concentrates on your breathing and moves in rhythm with your pulsating cock. Sucking hard as you cum and moving softly back down between each stream of your seed. She continues this motion until you move her off of your body, your cock still twitching from its release. You look down to see a puddle formed between her knees from her wetness. "You are such a slut little one." You say to her. You move to unlock her wrists and send her to the kitchen to fetch you both some water as you relax after your much needed orgasm. She returns after a moment with two bottles of water. You both drink them greedily. "Join me in the shower little one." You say. She follows you to the bathroom and turns on the water, fixing it to the perfect temperature. She slowly and sensually begins to rub you down with the soap, caressing your body as it becomes covered in the smooth, sweet smelling lather. You move and grab her wrists, guiding them to the custom hooks built into the shower wall. You move over her body with the soap, lingering on her breasts, which are now pressed up against the cold tiled wall, her nipples are rock hard. You pinch them between your fingers, enjoying her moans of pleasure. She can feel your stiffening member pressed against her ass, finding comfort in the crease between her cheeks. Your hands continue to explore her body as your cock continues to grow. You find her wetness, and ever so lightly rub against her engorged clit. She moans in delight. "Is my little slut enjoying herself?" you ask. "Yes Master, if it pleases you, very much." is her natural reply. You continue to torture her clit, now pinching and pulling at it with force. Hurting her, then pleasuring her, so the pain and the pleasure mix; slowly driving her wild. Ever so slowly you sink your enormous cock into her still dripping pussy. Her moans cannot be contained, she is in pure ecstasy. You continue to fuck her from behind, one hand on her clit, the other on her breasts, tweaking and pinching her nipples. Her breath is quickening and you can tell from her movements she is getting close. "Oh Master may I cum?" she asks. "No." is your reply. You quickly move from her, and step under the spray of the water, warming your body. She moans in protest, and you give a sharp slap to her ass. "Did you have something to say my slut?" you ask. "No Master." She replies. You move the shower head to her body, warming her as well. Before long your hands return to her body, caressing her curves under your light touch. You grab the bottle of baby oil and begin to coat her skin with it, you also coat your still rock hard cock. Your hands move back to her clit, as you slowly sink your stiff member into her ass. She is slightly shocked, as you have not taken her in this way before. Still, you move into her, painfully slow. Her moans of pleasure begin urging you to use her. Before long you are thrusting into her, fucking her ass with reckless abandonment. Your hands on her body, making her mind float in the clouds. You can feel her shaking and know that she is close, but this time she does not ask to cum, she waits for you to speak to her. You feel your orgasm building, and try to hold back, knowing that it will not take long for you to reach that peak. You whisper into her ear, "Cum with me my slave." An Evening at Home Earlier I stepped into the bathroom and put in a butt plug to help me get into the right mood. Feeling it shift around inside me when I sat down heightened my awareness of my own innards and turned my thoughts to hers. I tried to imagine what it was like to have someone thrusting away at my butt, sliding furiously in and out, driven beyond control just by being in me. I took her by the hand and led her to one of the computers where I'd set up a sequence of images showing various flavors of sex, including mmf anal. One in particular, a video, showed two men and a woman penetrating each other anally. The middle figure, a man, slid smoothly back and forth between his partners. I knew from experience that these images aroused her. While we watched I slowly ran my hands up and down her butt, letting my fingers trail down her crack and sliding just a bit under and between her legs. I pushed a little as I passed over her anus and again as I reached her pussy. As she got excited she spread her legs and started to push her butt back against my hand. I responded too by pushing a little harder and opening her cheeks with my fingers. After a few minutes of increasing arousal the tip of my finger was starting to reach her anus through her panties. I loved feeling her push back and knowing that I had free reign over her body. I was a kid in a candy story. Paradise. I stood and put my arms around her, running my hands over her rear and then down inside her panties over her cheeks. She pushed her crotch against me and nuzzled my neck. While I fondled her buttocks, she took my penis out of my pants, pulled her shorts and panties down in the front, and slid me in between her panties and her pussy. Feeling her damp labia slide over me made me harder than ever. I pushed back and forth while she used her hand to hold me against her crotch and I gripped her butt. We took our clothes off and I approached her from behind, letting my dick rub against the crack in her ass. I wrapped my arms around her and held her fine breasts while I nibbled on her neck -- something she always loves and that raises goose bumps on her thighs. I ran one hand down her back and cupped her buttocks, marveling at their full, female roundness. I was in a dream world where no fantasy was denied me. I ran my hand over her butt some more, occasionally grazing her anus. I maneuvered her over to the bed and bent her slowly over, so her shoulders rested on the bed and her butt was toward me. She pushed her rear end up to excite me, exposing her rosebud. I slipped a finger cheater on one finger and lubricated it a bit; with my other hand I slid the tip of my penis up and down between her labia. We both sighed as I slipped into her vagina. I pushed forward into her wet warmth and she pushed back onto me, moaning slightly as she moved. I love slowly entering her for the first time and sliding down that damp, welcoming sheath. I slipped my covered finger slowly into her anus, feeling the muscles at the opening relax as I wiggled it around. With my finger in her butt I could feel my penis in her vagina. I told her two men were getting ready to fuck her and she said oh yes please please. I said the other man was already fucking me in the ass but he was about to stop so he could enter her. I told her how big he felt in me and how I loved his thrusting. Her breathing sped up and she said oh god oh god. I slowly took my finger out and then covered a vibrator with a condom and some lube. I turned it on and slid it very slowly into her butt, rotating it slightly to spread the lube. I love pushing things into her and watching them slide further and further in. My penis was still in her vagina and I could feel the vibrator's action as though it were touching me. After a minute she started to move her butt in a circular motion. We're both fucking you I said and we love it when you move. Jesus she said keep fucking me. I slowly slid the vibrator out until I could feel her sphincter clamp down and then I penetrated her again. Sliding the vibrator in and out of her butt drove me nuts with excitement. I watched entranced as her rosebud clung tightly to the vibrator. He's sliding slowly in and out of you I said. Oh god oh jesus. I took the vibrator out of her butt and my penis out of her pussy. She moaned and said don't stop fuck me please. I put a new condom on the vibrator and slid it slowly into her pussy. God I love sticking things in her. She started to breathe faster and move her hips again. I put a condom on my dick and told her to reach back and spread her cheeks. Her rosebud gaped a little and I worked the head of my dick slowly in, paused for a second, and then continued to slide in. Jesus it felt so good, she was as tight as a fist and I watched myself slide in between her cheeks. It was one of the most exciting things I've ever done; I was dizzy with the thrill. We're both fucking you but we've swapped holes I said. I'm in your ass and he's in your pussy. I'm cupping his balls as he fucks you and he has three fingers up my butt. She picked up her vibrator and applied it to her clit. Fuck fuck she said between breaths both of you keep fucking me I love having you in my holes oh fuck. His girlfriend is in the room watching us fuck you I said. She has two fingers up her pussy and she's moving them in and out as fast as she can. Oh god oh god she said fuck me harder. I grabbed her hipbones and started pumping her faster and faster. She said oh fuck oh fuck again and again and louder and louder until it was just a shriek. I was consumed by the feel of my dick in her butt and the way she was pushing back onto me. I loved pushing into her -- I've never been so sensually involved in my life. She moved her ass in sexy circles, sliding me in and out and moving from side to side, her lust overwhelmed me. She came and the shrieks tapered away to whimpers. After a moment she said she was too sensitive to take much more pounding. I hadn't come yet so I slid out and removed the condom from my penis and the vibrator from her pussy. I took off my cock ring and entered her pussy. I started pounding faster and faster as the end came on. She whimpered and said oh fuck oh god jesus jesus. Finally I came, shooting into her pussy for what seemed like minutes. She made more noises and I think she came again. I was so spent I could barely stand. I collapsed onto her back. I kissed her neck. I love you darling.