Playtime

The room was adequately prepped. I had spent some time putting together my new toy, waiting for the right moment to get to use it. Tonight was that day. After a few weeks of sitting in the case, it would finally get broken in.

The bed was covered in the necessary waterproof cover. A preventative measure. After all, I will be sleeping on it later this evening.

Earlier, after a conversation with my sub, I gave her an instruction, one that signaled tonight would be “play time”. Shortly after work, I handed her a plug.

“Go put this in”

“Oh. Are we planning something?”

I returned her an obvious, but stern look. That was not the answer I wanted or expected. No one wants an order questioned.

“I’m sorry, yes Sir”

While she slipped off to the bedroom to prep, I took the liberty of going outside for a smoke and some light reading. After some time, she decided to come out and join me. She walked fairly normal, but I could see a little hitch in her step. An outsider would never notice, but I could. I’ve stared at that ass a million times, intimately familiar with its movements, shape, and contours. I could tell that she did as instructed, but I had to push it further.

Fucktoy

I approached her with my collar in hand. She gently pulled her hair aside and allowed me to place the collar on. A perfect beginning…

She then held out her wrists, allowing the easy placement of cuffs. I pushed her onto her knees, then applied restraints to her ankles.

With the riding crop, I gave her ass a few nice strokes. Small visible lines formed, proof I was there a moment ago. With the crop, I tapped the inside of her thighs, an indication to spread wide for me, putting my pussy on full display for me. I allowed her to adjust, then traced her body with the crop. Teasing her with the sensation of the leather. Making her hold in anticipation.

I placed on her blindfold, then pulled her arms behind her neck, locking her wrists onto her collar. The view of her locked in, on knees, ready to be used, began to make me throb. I went back to the crop and traced it along the inside of her thighs, gently rubbing along her folds.

“What is this”

“Your pussy Sir”

“What is its purpose?”

“Your pleasure, Sir. Whatever you need, Sir.”

Conditioning

I love the vulnerability displayed before me. Her exposure is exciting. A tug on the tail of her hair, along with a simple instruction.

“Relax”

“Yes Sir.”

I grabbed the bamboo paddle. I gently felt the hard weight of it. Slowly running my hand along its it’s length. Allowing her to see it. Allowing her to build her excitement. Allowing her to accept her place.

I walked around to her exposed backside, then began to work. A smack on one cheek, then the other, alternating through 5 deliberate hits, bringing her ass to a rosy red glow.

Once satisfied, I grabbed a small plug.

Her excitement apparent, the wet panties and arousal running down the insides of her thighs. I pulled her panties aside, exposing her her wet cunt and ass.

Without warning, I inserted the plug into her pussy. No doubt the cold sensation causing a temporary recoil. It did not deter my task. I twisted the plug around, pulling it and out as her lips gripped to to it.

“What is this?”

“It’s your pussy, Sir.”

“What is its purpose?”

“Whatever you desire, Sir”

Submission

“How do you want me?”

My favorite words as you present me your collar, solidifying your submission to me. You are now mine, to use as I please.

I place your collar on, growing eager with anticipation, you pull your hair back, presenting me with your neckline.

I place shackles on your wrists while you willingly extend your arms. Knowing what I want. Anticipating the movements.

I lead you to the archway, then I apply your blindfold. I bind your wrists to the anchors, extending them above your head. You know what’s coming and begin to drip with desire. You can’t control it, this is what you crave. This is your release.

The blindfold keeps you from seeing, it only allows you to feel, and sense, the pleasures as I unfold them onto you. This is my domain, my dungeon, and your lust knows it. I apply a forceful kiss while controlling your throat with my hand. You are ready. I open your mouth with my thumb, inserting and tightening your gag. Like a Good Girl, you softly moan, unable to contain it..

The “Chair”

You thought it was going to be a “normal” night. I certainly had other ideas.

I started slowly working you up. Small sensual kissing along your neckline. Sucking your earlobe, fondling your breasts, plucking your nipples. I could feel your arousal when I slid my hand into your panties. You were wet, almost dripping. I love ruining your cute little panties before I play with MY pussy.

I didn’t even have to restrain you. After a few minutes of fondling you, I instructed you to get on your knees, and like a Good Girl you obliged. My willing little slut. I just pulled my cock out and you began your work.

Slowly at first, you tend to work yourself into it. Taking only the head before you go deeper. After a few strokes, I grab a handful of hair and press the issue. Forcing myself deeper until I crest and push through the back of your throat. I watch you struggle through your gag reflex as you begin to choke on my cock. I love watching the release after you take it all, your eyes water, a long thick trail of drool runs down my cock and balls. Like the well trained slut you are, you cleanup without instruction. Long licks up my shaft and head before you go down further and take my balls into your mouth. Such a Good Girl.

Dairy of a Session

I walked into the room. She was ready, prepared for me to take charge . The black lingerie left little to the imagination. A see through top, with no bra, all with an exposed back and a neck collar… Like a Good Girl, you have your cuffs, blindfold, and collar. Waiting for my decision. There was no doubt what was about to happen, it was only a question of how.

I gazed at the visual feast in front of me. I slowly circled her, enjoying the ideas that came to my mind… I slid on her blindfold. Not wanting her to see or anticipate my movements or desires. Depriving her of knowing what’s to come. The only senses necessary are to hear and feel. Allowing her to only obey and react to my commands.

As she stood there, I placed a chair in front of her. I circled behind her, grabbing a handful of hair and pulling her close. As I tilted her head, I drew in her scent. Her breathing became shallow. As I pressed my lips to her neck a small moan escaped her lips. I worked my up, biting on her lobe as I worked my way sensually down her shoulders.

Fucktoy

I approached her with my collar in hand. She gently pulled her hair aside and allowed me to place the collar on. A perfect beginning…

She then held out her wrists, allowing the easy placement of cuffs. I pushed her onto her knees, then applied restraints to her ankles.

With the riding crop, I gave her ass a few nice strokes. Small visible lines formed, proof I was there a moment ago. With the crop, I tapped the inside of her thighs, an indication to spread wide for me, putting my pussy on full display for me. I allowed her to adjust, then traced her body with the crop. Teasing her with the sensation of the leather. Making her hold in anticipation.

I placed on her blindfold, then pulled her arms behind her neck, locking her wrists onto her collar. The view of her locked in, on knees, ready to be used, began to make me throb. I went back to the crop and traced it along the inside of her thighs, gently rubbing along her folds.

“What is this”

“Your pussy Sir”

“What is its purpose?”

“Your pleasure, Sir. Whatever you need, Sir.”