He waited eagerly for his pet to arrive home. She would never know of his eagerness of course, but he possessed it none the less. Tonight he would continue his game, his challenge. Two days now she had fought against her need. Two days had she succeeded in obeying his commands, and he was pleased with her efforts. So much that he felt tonight she would surely receive her reward. There was only one rule in this game. Do not beg. Two days now had she spoken but not begged him for anything, namely her own release. Any hint of begging and she would be punished. Two days had she lasted, under his knowing touch. Touching her in every place that drove her crazy with lust. Feeding the fire of her arousal again and again, until she was panting and on the brink, and still denying her that desire for him. Taking his own pleasure from her hands or her mouth. She loved to please him, but he had left her wanting far longer than usual. Tonight would require a bit more effort to coax her into the mood he wanted, but he knew exactly what to do.
She came home a little later than usual tonight. He expected it. She was dreading this evening, expecting more of the same. Two days without release. He knew this. Tonight it would be harder to get her to obey him. He smiled as he heard her come in. It begins, he thought. He was standing in the hallway near the front door, his hands clasped behind his back. “Hello my pet,” he said casually. She looked at him with tired eyes. It had been a long day at work for her, and she knew what he wanted already.
“Hello Sir,” she said quietly, her eyes downcast towards the floor. He took one step towards her and slid his hand along her neck and into her hair, pulling her head up to his for a sweet gentle kiss. At the same time, while her eyes were closed, he brought his other hand up to her neck. It held a simple, thin red leather collar, and he expertly fastened it around her neck before she knew what had happened. He fastened it snugly, but loose enough to slip a finger or two underneath it. Her eyes flew open in surprise, and for once she pulled her head away from him. She shuddered, hesitantly reaching up to touch her collar. It was not often that her Master collared her, but it always got her going like nothing else. Made her feel owned completely.
On any other day she would be on her knees before him in an instant, begging to serve him. She opened her mouth to speak, but she could not. She tried to fight the tears welling up in her eyes, failing as one ran down her cheek, and then she slowly sank to her knees with her head bowed towards the floor. She swallowed hard, her lip quivering as she struggled to maintain control. He stroked her hair softly, looking down at his little pet. He knew she was frustrated, but he hated to see tears on her lovely cheeks. Slipping a finger under her chin, he tilted her head up. She looked at him with liquid eyes, as another tear escaped. “No tears my pet,” he said, wiping the tear from her cheek with his thumb. Despite the things he did, in the end he wanted to pleasure her, not cause her pain. “The end is near, I promise.”
He tugged gently on her chin, indicating that she should rise. She did so slowly, watching him expectantly. “Come with me, sweet.” He turned and walked past her, and up the stairs. For a split second he felt the sudden urge to look behind him and make sure she was following. But he trusted her, and he knew she would obey him. Then he heard the soft sound of her footsteps behind him on the stairs. He smiled to himself, and led the way down the dark hallway to their bedroom.
The bedroom was lit only with a few candles. She stopped at the door, letting her eyes adjust to the light. He sat down on the edge of the bed, and beckoned her to him. Once she was within reach, he pulled her closer so that she stood between his legs. He did not speak, but instead began to strip her of her clothes. She shuddered. Between her pent up need, and the knowledge of what he was going to do, she couldn’t help but get worked up already. Soon he had her naked, and the only thing she could feel was her collar, snug around her neck. She started to kneel, as she was supposed to when her Master stripped her of her clothing, but he stopped her. “No, lay down on the bed pet.” As she maneuvered around him slowly and climbed onto the bed, he stripped of his clothes. When he turned back to her, his semi-hard cock sprung up completely.
His slut was naked before him on the bed with her legs spread slightly, clad only her red collar, her pale skin glowing in the candlelight. She was a sight to behold. He knelt beside her hip and slipped his hand between her legs, rubbing his fingers up and down her smooth outer lips. “What do you want tonight, my little pet?” he asked huskily, as he slipped a finger between her lips, his hand still moving up and down in a slow steady pace.
She moaned. “I- I would like to cum tonight, Sir,” she said, struggling a little to keep her voice steady. It was okay for her to say it now, because she was not begging, simply stating her wishes as he had asked.
“Hmm, well we shall see my lovely.” He slipped his finger into her wet hole, and began to thrust it in and out slowly. She was already wet, very wet. “Such a wet slut… Have you been a bad girl today pet? Were you touching yourself at work?” He had also told her not to touch herself again until he said that she could.
“N-no Sir. I’m just… so aroused by your touch, by my collar,” she whispered. It had been so long since he’d collared her, she had almost forgotten the intense feelings it brought on for her.
“Mm, good girl. And who owns you?” He began to tease her clit with his thumb, teasingly, feeling her sweet pussy tighten on his finger as she cried out in pleasure.
“Ahhh, you Sir, I belong to you.”
“Is this sweet little pussy mine?” Stroking faster, sliding a second finger in with the first, pumping them in and out as he worked her clit.
“Yes, yours, all yours,” she panted, mad with lust. He pulled his fingers away from her pussy, and she whimpered in protest. Her nipples were hard, and he brought his fingers up to them and began to rub her honey over them, making her writhe and pant on the bed. At the same time, he moved between her legs and propped himself up on his elbow. He continued to tease her nipples, and leaned down to lick and suck her neck. She automatically tilted her head to the side for him.
“Such a good little slut you are,” he whispered in her ear before taking it between his teeth and biting gently, lapping at her soft earlobe. Back to her neck, where he licked and sucked the red mark he’d just made, feeling her body quaking beneath him. Moaning for him. Then, he leaned up slightly and put his fingers to her lips. She licked and lapped at his fingers, tasting herself on them, watching him with lust filled eyes. She began to suckle them, her warm mouth and lips sliding up and down his fingers, all the while making feminine little grunts of pleasure. His cock bucked and pulsed against her skin as he imagined it replacing his fingers in her mouth. But there would be plenty of time for that later. First, he needed to reward his little slut.
“Put your hands behind your head pet, and don’t move them until I say, understand?” he said, as he began to scoot off the side of the bed, dropping to his knees on the floor.
“Yes Sir,” she whimpered. She felt him pushing and pulling on her body, trying to move her where he wanted. She slipped her hands behind her head, interlacing her fingers, and then tried to help him, scooting herself in the direction he was indicating. Soon he had her sideways on the bed, her legs hanging down. He began to kiss up her thigh, gently pushing her legs apart. She panted softly as she felt him getting closer. But instead of turning his attention to her sweet pussy, he hopped over it, and began to kiss his way down the other side. Squirming, she began to moan, wanting so badly to feel his tongue on her wet slit. He finished kissing her other thigh at her knee. Carefully, he placed each of her legs over his shoulders. Then, sliding his hands up the sides of her soft thighs, he leaned his head down and took a long, slow lick of her slit, trying not to let his tongue slip inside her. It didn’t need to. She was so wet that he could taste her honey on her lips. “Oh god, oh god,” she moaned repeatedly. “Sir……” she bit her lip, biting back the words she was about to beg of him. He smiled to himself. It wouldn’t take much longer.
He brought his hands up over her hips, his arms wrapped around her legs, and spread her pussy open with his fingers. She moaned. Her pink folds were sticky and wet. He inhaled deeply, smelling the sweet cunt honey that was hers and hers alone. Then he plunged his tongue into her deeply, burying his face between her legs. He licked and lapped at every fold, every crevice, every wet delicious spot. She began to moan and cry out loudly, almost coming off the bed as he tongue-fucked her. She tasted so good, so sweet and sexy. Slowly sliding his tongue up her slit, he began to work it over her clit, pushing it in small circles as she squirmed more and more. Her pussy was drenched, her cum all over his face now. Still he worked her closer to the edge, closer and closer. He could tell from her breathing, by the way her pussy began to tighten. She was about to cum.
And then he stopped.
He pulled his mouth away from her pussy and looked at her. She looked down, her panting quickened, and she whimpered loudly. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum. Squirming still, she tossed her head back and forth on the bed. He chuckled softly.
“What’s the matter pet?” He began to rub her clit in agonizingly slow circles with his thumb.
“Ohhhhh god… Sir… ahhhhh…” She cried out again, in frustration and pleasure. Every time she swallowed or moved her neck, she could feel her collar, which only served to excite her more and more. She wanted to touch it, touch him, touch anything, but she dared not move her hands. Shifting a bit, he slid two fingers into her pussy and began to slide them in and out. She moaned and called his name at the same time, and pushed her hips up against his fingers. He could tell she was building quicker this time, and he leaned down and suckled at her hard clit, pushing his tongue back and forth over it as he finger fucked her slit. He began to talk to her in between licks.
“Little slut, you love having my face between your legs don’t you? … Having your cunt licked and fucked like a whore… my whore… my naughty pet… that’s right, fuck my fingers lover… fuck them like you’d take my cock… you want it don’t you? Want to cum all over my thick cock? Hmm?”
She couldn’t take it anymore. Her pussy was tight, so tight, and she knew she would cum any second.
“OH GOD! Sir, yes, fuck yes, please, I need your cock, I need to cum, please Sir, let me cum, I’ll do anything you want, anything. I need it so badly, Sir, please, please please, PLEASE SIR, I’m going to cum…” she begged, almost yelling her need. He smiled. She had broken the rule.
“You fucking whore… cum, CUM NOW, cum on my fingers pet,” he urged. She came before he even got the first few words out, screaming as her pussy clamped down tightly on his fingers for several seconds, and then began to throb hard and fast, her hands coming out from behind her head to grip the sheets tightly, her hips bucking against his hand. She cried out with each and every throb. She came for what seemed to her like minutes. Endless throbbing, her body spasming as she moaned and moaned. Finally, she collapsed against the bed, breathing heavily, her body still shaking from her exertions. He crawled up beside her on the bed, watching her catch her breath, stroking her hair away from her face. “Good girl pet,” he whispered.
“S-sir?” Was all she could manage. She knew she had broken his rule by begging for release.
“Yes, you did break the rule didn’t you slut? All part of the game my sweet. To see how long you could last, how long you could obey before you couldn’t take it any longer. Only when you reached that edge, where you would have cum no matter what I said or did, would I let you cum. You did very, very well pet,” he praised, smiling at her. “I’m proud of you.”
“T-thank you Sir,” she said shakily.
“But, on the other hand, you did break the rule. And while I did give you permission to cum, you still need to be punished, don’t you pet?”
“Yes Sir,” she said softly. She didn’t know if she could take any more, but loved to serve her Master, and she would obey. He slipped a finger under her collar and tugged upwards. She sat up slowly, and using her collar to guide her, he got her onto her knees on the floor in front of him, kneeling before him like a good pet. He left his hand on her collar. Her eyes were immediately drawn to his cock, which was hard and stiff from his attentions to her. She looked up at him eagerly and he smiled, stroking her hair with his free hand.
“Suck my cock now pet, suck it like the slut you are,” he said huskily. She sat up on her knees and began to lick his cock, getting it nice and wet. She worked her tongue over him until he was slick, and then with a large swirl around his entire head, she sucked his head into her mouth. She could feel his fingers against her neck, holding her there, and it excited her. Despite the explosive orgasm she’d just had, she could feel herself getting hot again, especially now that she had her Master’s cock in her mouth. Sucking his head lightly, she slid her mouth down around him, taking as much as she could. She sucked him lovingly, moaning at the taste of his skin on her pink tongue. Her free hand came up and began to fondle his balls, stroking and squeezing them as her head bobbed up and down over his cock. She looked up at him as she sucked him with long slow strokes of her wet mouth.
“Yes… oh yes my pet, you love fucking my cock with your mouth don’t you?” She moaned affirmatively, her mouth working faster and faster, sucking harder.
He had been hard for some time waiting for his pet to cum, and it didn’t take long for him to be ready once he was inside her warm mouth. But he wanted her cunt. Wanted to shoot his load deep inside her. He slipped his hands into her hair and pulled her off his shaft. “On your knees slut,” he commanded. She licked her lips, wet from his cock. “And pet, you may cum again if you like, but not until I have.”
“Yes Sir,” She said eagerly. She turned around, facing away from him and got on her hands and knees. He dropped to his knees and slapped her ass, HARD. She moaned, and before she could finish, he slipped his cock into her and began to pound it in and out, fucking her hard and fast. “Ohh yes, yes Sir, fuck me, fuck me harder,” she begged, her rule no longer in effect. He obliged, moaning heartily as he rammed into her cunt harder, feeling her wet pussy coating every inch of his shaft. He put one hand on her hip, pulling her into him, the other hand slid up her back, and he hooked his fingers on her collar, letting her feel him pulling on it, reminding her who she belonged to. She moaned louder and louder, grunting with every thrust he gave her, knowing she would cum again, it had been so long since she’d had his cock inside her, and it felt so fucking good. He was ready quickly with her tight pussy on his cock, and suddenly exploded deep in her cunt, flooding her little fuckhole with his cum. He shouted her name, holding her cunt tight against him, giving her short quick thrusts. She came again too, moaning with delight as she milked his cock. It was not nearly as intense as her first, but it still felt good, and her pussy throbbed on him, sucking up all its cum. He continued to fuck her until they had both come down, and were panting softly.
He pulled out of her, and sat down with his back against the bed. She was still on her hands and knees, looking back at him. He smiled at her and patted the space between his legs. “Over here pet, come sit.” She crawled over to him and settled herself between his legs, her legs over one of his. He slipped one arm around her back. He kissed her head. She contented herself with touching his chest softly. He fiddled with her collar, moving it in a circle around her neck. She shivered softly. “Should I take this off now, pet?” he asked, brushing the hair away from her neck.
“No, Sir, I would like to keep it on, if I may,” she said, looking up at him adoringly.
“Good girl.”
“Thank you Sir.”
Then he slowly tipped her backwards, laying her out on her back. He loomed over her and she sighed happily as he began to kiss her softly. She could feel his cock starting to grow again next to her leg, and she moaned, more than ready for another round.
“This time pet,” he whispered softly, “I want you to beg.”
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