As you walk out of work, you grab your phone and send me a text message “I will be home in 15 minutes, I expect you naked and waiting for me when I get home.” You smile thinking about all the devious things you have planned for me tonight. At home, my phone buzzes, I check it to find your text message. I get excited knowing you want to play, my mind races as I think of what I need to accomplish in 15 minutes.
You walk through the door after arriving home. You place your keys on the counter and kick your shoes off by the door. Your cock twitches, knowing that if I followed your instructions, that I’m waiting for you in the bedroom. Walking down the hallway, you approach the bedroom door, getting into your Dominant mindset, anxious to use me to forget about your day.
You open the bedroom door to find me near the foot of the bed, I’m naked, on my knees, head bowed down. I don’t dare to acknowledge you until you give me permission. You close the door behind you, and walk over to me, slowly taking a lap around my naked body, eyeing my full breasts and round ass. Your cock straining against your pants, you stand before me and say “Good evening slave, have you been a good girl today?” I slightly jump at the authority in your voice, my pussy dampening in excitement. “Yes, master, I’ve been very good. How can I serve you today?” You begin removing your belt, and unbuttoning your pants. My eyes meet yours, I can see the fiery lust in your eyes, you instruct me to remove your pants. As I do so, your cock springs free from your boxers, coming close to my face as I remove your pants. You remove your shirt, not breaking eye contact, I lick my lips in anticipation. “Do you want to suck my cock, slave?” I nod my head yes, hoping you allow me to taste you, please you. You wrap your hand around your shaft, gently stroking it, a drop of precum forming on the tip. My eyes are watching you intently, anxiously waiting my turn with your rock hard cock. You take one step closer, looking at me, you tell me that I can use my mouth, but I’m not allowed to touch you. I place my hands behind my back as you’ve instructed me to do before, I open my waiting lips, as you position your cock in my mouth. Your hands grab fists full of my hair, as my tongue twirls around your tip. You thrust your cock into my mouth, your hands guiding my head to take you deeper and deeper. Your cock hits my gag reflex, as you thrust even deeper, I swallow your head into my throat. I moan at the feeling of being filled by you. You smack my face and remind me I’m a slave and don’t get to enjoy this unless you tell me to. You fuck my face for a couple more thrusts before you withdraw your cock from my mouth.
You walk away without a word, I keep my head down, my pussy getting wet, curious what your next plan may be. You walk back over to me, with a rope and a belt in your hands. You command me to put my hands in front of me. The rope feels smooth yet firm against my wrists. You wrap the rope tightly, giving me no wiggle room to escape. Once you are satisfied with your knots, you walk behind me and carefully wrap your belt once around my neck, it’s snug, but not too tight. You leave the long end of the belt hanging down my back. You instruct me to get off my knees and climb into bed, and lay on my stomach. I quickly follow your command as you walk off and grab more props. You walk next to the head of the bed, another rope in your hand. This time you use the rope to secure my wrist binds to the headboard. You give your work a couple gentle pulls before walking to the end of the bed and tying my ankles together. My ass is in the air, just like you like it, and you are pleased with my behavior so far. You notice my pussy is dripping in excitement, reaching between my thighs, you insert two fingers into my pussy, while reminding me I’m not allowed to cum until I have permission. My hips begin bucking in time with your fingers, desperate to cum for you. You withdraw your fingers as you smack my ass with your other hand, “not yet slave, we are just getting started.” You insert your fingers into my mouth, wanting me to taste my juices. I lap up every drop, you grace me with a smile and a “good girl.”
You reach to the side table and grab a paddle, standing behind me you eye my ass in the air. You tell me that you had a rough day at work, and want to use and abuse me to release your pent up frustrations. The tension crackles in the air, my pussy aching ready for whatever you send my way. You rear your hand back and smack my right ass cheek with the paddle, it lands with a loud “whack”, a moan escaping from my mouth. “Do you like that, slave?” You land another smack, this time on the left ass cheek, my ass turning red from the assault. I moan and wiggle a little bit, my ass stinging from the paddle. You continue to paddle my ass, alternating between both cheeks. My ass closely resembling a tomato with how red it is. My moans slowly turn into screams with each additional hit, a small stream of tears running down my cheeks, my pussy visibly dripping juices down my legs. You drop the paddle and gently caress my ass, massaging the pain to a more tolerable level.
You climb up behind me on the bed, positioning your legs to straddle mine. Your cock is raging, as it rests against my ass. “You’ve been a very good girl tonight, are you ready for my cock?” “Yes, please master,” I responded. You glide your cock into my needy pussy, it’s super tight thanks to the ankle bindings, sensitivity through the roof from how turned on I am. You begin thrusting into me, your left hand in my hair again, this time holding my head against the mattress, your right hand grabbing onto the long end of the belt that is still wrapped around my throat. You pull the belt tighter, as you pound my drenched pussy, carefully choking me. My moans fill the air, I’m super close to cumming, so I beg for permission. You pull the belt even tighter, and tell me I’m not allowed to cum yet. I struggle beneath your weight, bucking, needing release. Your cock assaulting my pussy, my ass still sore from the paddling, each thrust reminding me how red my ass is. You bend your head down and bite my shoulder, leaving deep marks, claiming me as yours. Tears roll down my face again, as I struggle to hold my orgasm. “Please master,” I whimper. Continuing your thrusting, you put your lips to my ear and whisper “you may cum slave.” My orgasm explodes, screams echoing off the walls, pussy clenching against your cock, body in full spasm. You let out a gutteral growl as you shoot your load deep into my pussy, my muscles milking every drop. You remove your cock, your cum mixed with my juices, flowing down my legs. You hop off the bed, removing my wrist and ankle ties, the belt from my throat, and you climb back into bed. You pull me against your body for a cuddle. Your hand running through my hair, in a soothing voice you tell me I’ve been a very good girl tonight.
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