****** His by Hizlilgirl ******
===============================================================================

His


Her stomach shook inside as she carefully applied her makeup. She could see her
pulse jump in her throat as she brushed her long hair. She trembled in
excitement and fear as she powdered herself and finally got the shiny leather
suit over her body.

"Are you ready?" a deep voice called from the bedroom.

She flinched, and with one last look in the mirror she stepped out into his
line of view, waiting for his approval. He withheld as she knew he would. He
always liked to keep her in suspense, on the edge, not knowing. But she knew,
she trusted herself fully, she knew how to be his perfect little slave and
today was her reward for being such a good girl.

He stepped towards her and fastened a thick silver dog collar around her neck.
It made a startling contrast with the full black patent leather cat suit she
wore. She felt a comfort in the weight of the heavy chain, and with her chin
raised she followed him to the car. She moved to enter through the passenger
side but he stopped her.

"The back seat," he said in his firm voice.

She immediately complied. Thinking he would now get in the car and they would
drive away she began to shut the door, he stopped it with his foot and leaned
in to place a blindfold on her.

She began to get very nervous as he got in and started the car.

"Where...?" she asked but he silenced her with a "Shhh".

They drove in silence for 10 minutes and then they were there. Where "there"
was, she didn't know, but she trusted him.

He opened the door and removed the blindfold, her eyes flew wide open in horror
as she recognized the place half the city frequented almost daily.

She looked up at him and thought about begging him to take her home, but this
was the fantasy they had talked about playing out for so long she simply closed
her mouth and dropped to her hands and knees. He looked at her proudly and
attached a leash to her collar and led her forward.

Many onlookers stopped in shock, mouths wide open, puzzlement on their faces.
She lowered her head as she crawled on all fours besides him. Her face flaming.
He slowed and she looked up to him questioningly. He said nothing merely
reached down and stroked her cheek lovingly, their was the pride of ownership
in his eyes.

Then he yanked her leash once and they were walking again, her head up, eyes
burning brightly. She was his. This was just one more way to give herself to
him.

She crawled there beside her Master proudly as the shoppers and diners looked
on, some in curiosity, some in absolute shock, one or two with sly smiles on
their faces. One mother even pulled her child away and covered his eyes. The
only thing that mattered to her was that she was his. They stopped at a
restaurant they ate at often and he sat down at a table outside. She moved to
sit with him but he pulled her down roughly and motioned to the floor.

She ate her lunch off a plate on the floor that day, but she was content.

Finally the day was getting dark, she had undulated her way through throngs of
people, like an animal on her hands and knees. She could see him inflated with
pride in her.

And when the day was done they set off home, without a word he put her in the
front seat and got in next to her. They drove for a while before he said
anything. He reached out to toy with a strand of hair and said, "You did
wonderfully my pet."

He trailed the hair over her breasts and her nipples hardened immediately. He
smiled and pinched one through the skin tight material. He carried her from the
car to the living room and ordered her to peel off her clothing. She did so as
quickly as possible already wet at the thought of touching him.

When naked, she kneeled before him, her head bowed arms behind her back, thighs
spread to expose her wetness to him... it glistened off her now swollen,
freshly shaved lips. He leaned down and grasped a fistful of hair, hauling her
up. She whimpered slightly which only served to ignite his lust. He pinched one
nipple suddenly, and twisted. Her head fell back exposing her neck, still
wearing the dog collar. The site of the gleaming dog chain against her
beautiful white skin made his cock jump in his pants. He pushed her down onto
her knees. She needed no other encouragement, she freed him quickly from his
pants and underwear, and leaned forward. She stopped her lips just an inch from
the tip of his erection.

"Please Master?" she whispered.

He nodded. She began by licking her lips, wetting them fully. She rubbed them
over the tip of his cock for a moment, then her tongue peeked out to taste him.
He groaned. She put her hands behind her back and leaned forward inch by inch
to envelope the head of his dick, her tongue swirling over the surface. She
suckled just there for just a few seconds and then without warning she pushed
forward and his cock slid deep into her mouth, she relaxed her throat and felt
him push toward her, efficiently embedding his cock there. She constricted her
muscles to milk his cock. Her lips played at his balls. Suddenly he withdrew
and paused for a moment looking down at her lovely face before thrusting back
into her mouth. He drilled deep into her throat over and over, fucking her
face, until he finally stiffened and shuddered. She swallowed all of it. It was
her treat. The whole day had been for her and she knew it.

She felt beautiful and content as he pulled her up to lay with him. She knew
there would be other times when he would allow her the same pleasure he had
taken from her. There was no rush. She was his.

This story is part of White_Shadow's_Nasty_Stories.
You may also want to visit:
    * Erotic_Top_100_Story_Sites
    * Sexy_Top_100_Stories