I missed you all day… [BDSM][D/s][MF]

There I am, waiting, ready… wanting. Your eyes command mine, and every part of me melts, the evidence apparent to you in my gaze, but more apparent to me by the leaking between my legs. You take in my appearance, noticing my freshly blown-out hair in soft waves, sultry makeup with black winged eyeliner and dark matte lips.

My outfit is a simple black sleeveless handkerchief dress, shorter in the front, hanging slightly longer on the sides of my hips.

You follow the v-neck down my chest with a stare so penetrating, while your eyes move left to right, and I mentally question whether my brown nipples are visible through an opaque fabric.
Barefooted, I stand on my tip toes and reach towards your neck, my arms outstretched, while you immediately grip me tightly by my hips, one hand reaching toward my ass.

I say nothing, but my kisses explain further, articulating the desire that has been resting on them all day.

Our tongues exchange hellos and you pull me in closer by my hair, holding my face to yours. 

I missed you.

My hands are moving now, searching and finding all at once, breath growing heavier.

Mouths dancing more aggressively, you begin to bite my lip, interspersed with sucking and kissing.

With one last look at me, with your grip still on my hair, you pull me back slightly to turn me around.

Your other hand finds its way to the front of my neck, and you close the distance between your pelvis and my ass, pushing me on as you contact. I instinctively walk slowly towards the couch, leading carefully, yet allowing less slack momentarily to feel my hair in your tight grasp.

You sit down on the couch and open your knees. I’m standing there between them, eyes locked on yours, with only the thought of pleasing you on my mind. 
In this moment, I silently offer you all of me, though am fully aware that you will take what is yours- everything.

You grab my wrist and pull me towards the left of your body. Before I know it, I’m laying across your lap, my ass facing upward, bent over your knee. 
You quickly brush the hem of my dress above my curve, and I hear an audible smirk as you briefly stare at my panties, a black cotton thong.

Without time to complain or adjust my body, I feel a hard smack across my right ass cheek, immediately follow by another on the left. My ass is stinging, but the reaction is deeper. 

I feel a visceral arousal, one brought on by knowing that I belong to you.
The next spankings are even harder, in the same places as before, and a whimper just barely escapes. You sense my tensing, while I’m trying hard not to move or put my hand in the way. 

I don’t even question whether I’m being punished or why. I’m there to experience everything that you know I need. 

There is a short reprieve as you run your fingertips over my ass, spreading with your index finger and thumb, and finding your way to my center. You move my thong to the side, and I moan at the pleasure of you examining me, discovering for yourself the moist heat of my dripping pussy. 

My mind is brought back to my body in an instant as I feel the next spanking, this time on the base of my ass, sending pleasureful waves of pains towards the crown of my head, where I still feel my hair being pulled. 

The spanking continues as you smack me hard with your fingers close together, palm wide, and then rub slightly where you had placed each swat. You tell me to spread my legs further, and I oblige with “Yes, Sir!” while simultaneously moving my thighs apart. 

This time, two fingers enter me, gliding easily against my slippery surface, enough to lubricate the entire of my crack. Spreading my juices with your thumb and feeling my spot with your middle and index finger, you fill me even more as you put a thumb in my more narrow hole. I can’t help by cry out that one word that calls you, respects you, defines you, pleases you… 

“Master!!” 

It’s only been minutes since your arrival home and there I am, wanting to cum. Before I ask, you command me, having been silent until now,
“Cum!

To which my being responds with a verbal and physical cue… “Thank you, Sir.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/s14nlw/i_missed_you_all_day_bdsmdsmf