You finish work tonight and start heading home, you were meant to be staying over again in the hotel, but the job got delayed and they don’t need you overnight anymore. You go to text me that you’ll be home later, but then a phone call comes in, and you forget to send it.
I’m at home alone, I don’t know you are coming home tonight, so I made myself a quick dinner then ran myself a bath. After a long soak, I wrap myself in a towel and walk through to the bedroom, I turn the music up and start singing along
When you arrive, you see the lights on and the curtains drawn, you’re tired, it’s late and you just want to get in and have a shower before bed. As you walk up to the house, you see there is a small crack in the curtains where they aren’t quite drawn, you watch me through them. I’m wrapped in a white towel, tucked in at my breasts, I’m singing as I walk round the bedroom folding and putting away some laundry. The towel is short, and when I bend to put the clothes away it gapes and you can momentarily see my hip, or my ass, before I stand again and it’s covered by the towel once more. I get the hairdryer out and start to blast my hair with it.
You stand and watch me for a while, you like that I don’t know you are there watching me, then you remember , I don’t know you are coming home at all. The thought of that wakens a feeling in your stomach.
You walk to the door and try the handle, I’ve left it unlocked again, you are always telling me I have to lock the door when you aren’t home….. then it occurs to you, you can teach me a lesson, make sure I always remember to lock the door from now on.
You go back to your truck, get your gloves, pull your mask up over your face. You walk back to the door and slowly come inside, quietly you open the hall table and take hold of the duct tape, then make your way to the bedroom. As you push the door open you watch me stood there in my towel, facing away from you, bent over drying my hair. The sound of the hairdryer and music means I don’t hear the low growl you make…..
The first thing I feel is your gloved hand going over my mouth as you pull me up straight against you, you pull the hairdryer, yanking the wire from the socket, and push me over to the bed. I am screaming, muffled into your hand, and you whisper into my ear ‘should have locked that door baby’. I recognise your voice but I try to turn my head to see your face to make sure, but you are holding me tight. You push me down onto the bed on my front, my head is turned to the side and you hand is holding it down, you are stood, one leg on the floor, your other knee is in the small of my back. ‘Hands behind you’ you bark at me, and you use the cord of the hairdryer to bind my wrists behind me. I am kicking my legs trying to wiggle free from you as you tear off a length of tape and put it over my mouth. My towel has come lose in the struggle and I am bent over the bed tied and gagged my ass shaking as I try to free myself
I feel the weight of your body pressing down on me as you lean over me, I feel your hand taking holding my hair, and wrapping it round your fist, you yank my head up of the bed. ‘You need to learn a valuable lesson little one, and I know how best to teach it’
I nod at you, I know I need to be taught, I turn to look at you and you see my eyes pleading with you. You rub a thumb over my cheek, ‘oh little one, you think I’m going to go easy on you? No no no….. I’ve told you before you need to lock the door and you’ve not listened have you? Hmm? Now you need to be punished. You think someone else coming through that door would go easy? No, well neither will I’
You get up off me and pull me up to stand, keeping pulling back on my hair so I am bent back slightly you walk me over to our full length mirror, you make me look at myself holding my hair still as you kick of your shoes and undo your belt with your other hand, Undoing your pants and letting them fall to the floor. ‘Look at that whore little one, parading in a towel without shutting the curtains properly, leaving the door unlocked’ you kick your clothes to the side and reach round grabbing my tit and squeezing, then slapping it
‘She is a filthy whore isn’t she?’ Then shaking my head by my hair, ‘ISN’T SHE?!’ I nod as you drag me back to the bed and throw me down on it. I land on my front then try to crawl away up the bed, you catch hold of the cord holding my wrists and hold me, my knees are tucked under me, my head is down on the bed. You smack my ass then grab my ass cheek and pull it, opening up my ass and spreading my pussy. ‘Oh little one, what a juicy wet pussy, how delicious’
You smack my ass again, and I feel you lick slowly up my pussy. Then you pull back on the cord, dragging me back to the edge of the bed, I feel you cock against my pussy lips and then feel you slam into me. I’ve never felt you slam into me so hard, your cock feels so hard, so thick. It makes me squeal, muffled by the tape. Each time you slam into me you pull me back onto by the cords round my wrists. You are slamming in so deep I am wincing each time. At first you are tell me that you are doing this to teach me, it’s so I learn, so I don’t make the same mistake again, but the more you rail me the less I understand what you are saying, it sounds like a roar coming from deep inside you. I can hear you calling me a slut and a whore but the rest is a low raw growling
You are pounding me so hard I keep being pushed forwards across the bed and you drag me back each time, then you lean forward and take hold of my throat, holding me up against you
Your other hand is clawing and grabbing at my breast and I can hear your panting and growling become more intense in my ear, I know you are about to cum inside me, your hand moves down to my clit and roughly slapping and rubbing on my clit, ordering me to cum, and I do, almost immediately, you hold me by the throat tight against you as I cum and as my body shakes and quivers and my pussy pulses on your cock I hear you roar as you shoot your cum deep inside me, pounding me hard as each jet hits me, flooding me
You hold me still against you, both of us breathing deeply, our bodies against each other wet with our sweat. You pull out of me and push me down over the bed again, you pull the tape off my mouth ‘I want to hear your screams little one’ and you violently spread my cheeks and ram your cock into my ass, no pause no gentleness, you hook your arms under my shoulders and pull me back to you as you start to pound my ass.
Pulling out all the way then slamming back into me deep, over and over as I scream. You kick my legs wider, you balls slapping against my clit each time you slam into me, and each time they do I spasm and shake, squeezing your cock even more. I can hear you grunting behind me with every thrust
‘What are you?’ you growl at me ‘I’m a whore Master, I’m your whore’, ‘and what do you say to me whore?’ ‘Thank you Master, thank you for teaching me’ you keep pounding me as you tell me you are going to flood my ass ‘yes Master, thank you, fill me with your cum I need it so badly’ I can feel the grip you have on me tighten as you pound me faster I know you are going to cum, a roar erupts from you as you explode into me
When you pull out you throw me to the floor, I see you walk across to the bathroom, and hear the water running as you wash your cock. You walk back across to me, lean down and grab my jaw pull me up until I am sitting, you kneel down next to me gripping my jaw tightly. ‘How many times little one? How many times have I told you to lock the door when I am not here? How am I supposed to keep you safe if you don’t listen?’ ‘I’m sorry Master’ I whimper. ‘Promise me little one, promise me you will always remember’ I nod and I feel you grip loosen as you lean in to kiss me deeply
‘Good girl little one’ you say as you unwind the cord from my wrists, lift me up on to the bed and cover me with my blanket
‘I’ll just be one moment’, you leave the room, coming back with a drink and a snack for each of us, you climb into bed next to me wrapping me in your arms, kissing me, kissing and stroking my breasts where you slapped me, lifting my wrists to your mouth and kissing where the cord had made them red.
Leaning me against you and stroking my hair
‘Thank you Master, that’s exactly what I wanted’ I say as I smile into your chest
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