“Kneel”, he said, as she entered the room, gesturing towards a velvet pillow near his feet. Her eyes met his as she walked towards it, her tights rubbing together under her mid length black skirt. She knelt, eyes not leaving his penetrating gaze. “Good girl.” he said laying his hand atop her head. This simple gesture brought a wave of warmth through her body, and her eyes dropped level with the bulge already forming in his rugged blue jeans. Suddenly, her head snapped back, as he pulled her hair so her eyes met his again. “Not yet, sweet girl.” He smiled, but it didn’t touch his eyes. “Who are you?” his tone took on an air of command and she knew tonight wasn’t the time for teasing him with her answer. “I’m your slut, sir.”, she replied. He smiled again, bigger this time, and his blue eyes sparkled in the dim light. They stayed like that for a few moments, just looking into each other, the knowledge between them that this was exactly where the other wanted, needed, to be. Keeping one hand firmly atop her head, he used his other to unzip his fly. “Only a taste for now, baby girl, I’ve much more planned for tonight.” She greedily took his cock into her mouth, moaning at the taste that she’d missed so much in their time apart. She felt his grip relax as her tongue teased the underside of his length. A soft exhale escaped his lips as she explored him, and just as he was getting to his full length, he pulled her hair back to lead her mouth away from him. She stuck her lip out in protest, he pinched it playfully, and reminded her that more was to come.
She stayed kneeling as he walked the length of the room to the bedside table. “Over here” he said, and pointed to the end of the bed. She dutifully followed his words and came and sat where she was instructed to. He leaned toward her and caressed her breast outside of her red silk blouse. “You have far too many clothes on” he said, suddenly pulling her towards him. Kissing her deeply his hands deftly undid her top and bra. She moaned into his mouth and her whole body was vibrating at his touch. Pulling away, he said “you already want to cum, don’t you?” Biting her lower lip she replied “please sir?”. “Not yet, Princess” he said, pulling her to standing and removing her skirt and tights. Standing behind her he wrapped his forearm around her throat and pulled her back towards him. Kissing her neck and biting gently he growled into her ear “I smell your arousal, slut, bend over.” Her feet planted on the floor, she bent over the edge of the bed.
She heard his belt unclasp and his pants fall to the floor. He came close to her and she could feel the heat coming from him, as he briefly pressed his cock to her pussy lips. She wanted so desperately to push back into him and have his cock buried deep, but she also knew that she was not the one in control here, and trying to take that control would have consequences.
As quickly as he was there, he was gone, walking to the closet, and grabbing something. She knew better than to look, she’d been trained to stay in whatever place he’d put her.
She tried to calm her breathing as excitement built between her legs. She felt the ends of the flogger as he trailed it down her back on his return.
The first hit was delicate, like a brush of wind and small taps, a few more like that swiftly followed as she began to sway her hips to each stroke of the flogger. As she swayed the strokes grew in intensity. She heard sir step away, then music sprang to life around them. A thumping electronic beat filled her ears as Sir, leaned in and whispered in her ear “you know the safe word.”
She felt the pain of the new implement before she could figure out that he had changed tools. He head rising up she bit off a curse and prepared for more. He began using short swift strokes, timed to the beat of the music. Feeling the coldness of the tool told her it was the steel cane, and knowing this made her more excited. As the beat pulsed her pain began to give way to overwhelming pleasure. Her whole body began to shudder. “You need to cum, don’t you?” she could hear the smile in his words. “Yes sir, please sir!” She said breathlessly as he continued his assault. It was becoming too much to bear, she so desperately needed release and he knew it. Just as she thought she couldn’t take another second of this, sir swung the cane into her ass as if he was going for a home run in the World Series. She screamed into the night as he dropped the cane and plunged himself deep into her dripping hole. “Cum!” He commanded.
Her entire body exploded as her pussy gripped his cock. Her hands balled up in the bedsheets as she orgasmed and squirted down his shaft. He grabbed her hair and took long deep strokes into her , bracing himself against her legs to keep her upright.
As her orgasm began to subside he grabbed her hips and pulled her back into a standing position over the bed. Leaning over her he growled into her ear “my turn”. and flipped her to her back on the bed. He looked down at her like a wild animal looks at its prey and began fucking her fast and deep. He lifted her hips up towards him to meet his every thrust. She knew it was his turn, knew that she’d gotten exactly what she needed, but she could already feel herself building again. He knew it too, he could feel her walls quivering around his full length. Leaning towards her he clasped his hand around her throat . His voice, too, when he spoke, was as deep and as fierce as the growl of a beast of prey. “You may only cum when I have, understood?” “Yes!” She nodded in agreement and his hand tightened at her neck. “Yes what?” he barked. “Yes master!” She squeaked breathlessly. He kissed her, loosening his grip, and plunged himself deep into her core. Moaning, he emptied himself as her body arched beneath him, joining him in ecstasy. “Thank you sir” she sighed into his chest. “Good girl.” He replied.
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That was hot