I sat on my heels hands behind my back, just the way Patrick liked. I slowly opened my mouth and heard his chuckle.
“Now, I didn’t say for your to open your mouth just yet did I Princess?” I felt his hand on my chin lifting it up slightly, “But you are so very beautiful when you’re ready to please me.”
The sound of him unzipping his pants tugged at the core of my essence. I wanted him, I needed him, and I was going to do anything to make sure he knew it.
Gathering my hair in one hand I felt the head of his hardness circling my lips before he dipped his cock slowly in my mouth. My tongue danced around the tip as I licked it hearing him moan. Nothing turned me on more than hearing him moan because of me.
Placing my tongue at the very tip, I began to suck. His hands wrapped around my hair tightly as he slowly forced himself further inside my mouth. I felt his hardness grow as he began fucking the back of my throat.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I gagged. His moans filled the room and it became my only focus. Nothing else mattered but his pleasure, his moans. Not the wetness between my legs, not the lack of oxygen, not the slight sharp pain as random strands of my hair were pulled out of my head. After the nice gift he gave me at dinner it was the least I could do for him. Abruptly he pulled himself out of my mouth and I gasped for air as he did the same.
“God Princess, you are such a hungry little slut aren’t you?”
“Yes Sir,” I said before he shoved himself back inside my mouth. I knew he was close to orgasm, he was fucking my throat harder and faster. I gagged louder, but soon his moans of pure ecstasy drowned out any other noise in the room as I felt his warm cum fill my mouth and drip down the back of my throat. His taste was indescribably delicious as it always was.
“Wow, that was amazing Princess! You are such a good girl, when you want to be. Now get on the bed.”
I jumped up with eager anticipation and laid face up on the bed. Patrick took my blindfold off and looked deep into my eyes as he rubbed my cheek gently with appreciation.
He placed the blindfold on the nightstand and made his way around the bed locking me into my restraints.
“Now this is how I’m going to guarantee you don’t move.” A sly smirk swept across his face as he sat next to me on the bed. Moving his hands across my body, I gasped as he kissed my breast before giving my nipple a flick of his tongue.
While his mouth was giving my nipples much needed attention, his hand made it’s way down to my slit and I felt his fingers slide effortlessly in. A rush of warmth filled me and squirmed as he kissed his way down my stomach.
Patrick stopped before moving past my navel and looked at me, “squirming is moving Princess, keep still.”
He and I both knew it was an impossible task. The way he touched me was too good for my body not to respond. Patrick stood up and walked to the foot of the bed where he kneeled smiling.
“I felt how wet you were, but now I can see it for myself. I think if I touch you there’s no doubt you’ll cum. But remember you were a bad girl and I’m supposed to be punishing you.”
He kissed his way up my inner left thigh before pausing, skipping over my pussy, he kissed his way down my inner right thigh. I groaned with frustration and I heard him chuckle once again.
His hands began to trace my outer lips, I couldn’t stand it, I needed it, I needed to cum.
“Please!” I shouted out in annoyance.
I felt his finger lingering at my entrance, swirling around the opening making me more wet. I tried to move down towards his hand to help his finger enter me. But my efforts were in vain.
“My little wanton whore. I might just leave you here to think about what is it you just tried to do. Remind you who is in charge in this room. In fact I think it will do you good to think about the consequences of your actions while I get ready for your next punishment.”
Patrick stood up and walked out of sight, even though I could still hear him close by. I let out a loud frustrated sigh and tried to center myself. My ass was slightly sore from the flogging, my pussy dripping wet with anticipation, and my face covered in my ruined makeup. My mind began to wander as I heard him shuffling and sifting through drawers and the opening of cupboards.
After what seemed like a half hour, he reappeared in my line of sight with a bottle of water and my favorite wand. I smiled and giggled knowing what was about to happen.
“You’re pretty pleased with yourself aren’t you Princess?”
I nodded my head vigorously, “Yes Sir, I always am.” Read more »