He didn’t want her to get too relaxed there on the bed, as it always excited Him to know that she was in a constant state of arousal. The phone calls, texts, pictures, suggestions worked like a magic button with her. One little phrase: “Cum for me Little One” – usually rendered the most magnificent orgasm wherever she may have been. Stores, school, family functions – if He said cum, she came.
He stroked her hair and her face. He turned her over onto her back and kissed her. This was the first time that they had met, so He felt it necessary to go backwards to a more formal progression by kissing her passionately. He kissed her nose, her eyes, her forehead and her cheeks. He began to kiss her lips gently, then slightly harder, then with more passion and, yes, aggression. She melted into him and almost forgot where she was. Her entire body tingled. Her nipples became erect, her face flushed, her pussy began to drip with excitement. Her body was arching, her hands started to move instinctively to his cock. That feeling didn’t last, as she was snapped out of it by a painful tweak of her nipple and His hands around her throat. She had gotten too comfortable, and she had forgotten that now, she was HIS. He needed to remind her. He grabbed her hair around His hand and said, ‘sit up, Little one.’
She sat on the edge of the bed as told. He got up and went to the closet, removing a large box wrapped in beautiful paper. He handed it to her, asking her to open it. Inside the box was the most beautiful leather corset with a very light pink ribbon that laced up the front and traditional cross ties in the back. There were also matching thigh high boots. The shiny, black leather was a stark contrast with the flatness of the pink ribbon – it was almost an expression of her inner self – the emotional contrasts of slave and Master.
“When you went to my corseteer, I had him make this for you, Little One,” He said, with obvious sincerity.
“Please take the box and let’s get you into this.”
She was extremely excited. She loved corsets, and the idea that He had chosen this just for her, well, it was intoxicating. She followed Him to the bathroom, where He undid the other corset, dropping it to the floor. He stood there – staring at her – intently, staring at her. He took his hand and raised her chin so she was looking in the mirror at their reflection.
“Little One, you will hold your head up. Submitting to me is a privilege, one you need to show with deference,” He said to her, with loving, yet stern tone. She continued to watch in the mirror.
He began to run his fingers over her body. All over her body. Neck, face, arms, legs, stomach, breasts. He did it slowly and He watched her response in the mirror. When she twitched, He smiled. He took the corset and instructed her to raise her arms, He then encircled her with the corset and had her hold it still while he pulled the laces – HARD. He cinched her so tightly that she almost felt like she couldn’t breathe. She took a deep breath and he pulled HARDER. Her breasts were barely contained under the soft leather, and her areolas were almost showing.
He turned her around and sat her upon the counter, and pulled the boots out of the box. They were the sexiest boots she had ever seen. He placed them on and laced up the sides. When he got to her thighs, his hands took a detour to her naked pussy. Just the slight brush of his fingertip made her shiver and that made Him very happy. Then, He stood back and looked at her. He didn’t comment, but he made a shallow ‘growl’ which made her heart jump.
He took her hand and led her out to the bedroom again.
“Stand, feet shoulder width apart, hands behind your back,” He instructed.
He grabbed the cuffs off the bed and swiftly cuffed her hands behind her back. Then, he circled around her and slapped her ass – HARD. He moved around the front and tapped her breasts. Back around the rear he slapped her ass again – harder. Finally, he circled around the front and ran his hand between her legs.
“Good, your pussy is wet,” He said, “it had better stay that way!”
Then He smacked her firmly on her pussy with an open palm and she jumped up, just a bit.
“Don’t jump! Stay still,” He instructed.
He again circled around her and smacked her ass, harder. The sting was immediate. Then He circled back around and smacked her pussy again. She didn’t jump. He stood to the side of her and continued to spank her ass, harder and harder until she emitted a small “squeak” then He moved on to the pussy again. First, gentle taps, then harder smacks. She could see His reflection in the mirrors, which just added to the entire experience in a very intense manner.
“Spread your legs further, Little One!”
She did as told and now His whole hand could come up between her legs. He would tap in rapid succession, making sure to hit her clit just right, and soon she felt the build-up of the orgasm. Her pussy was hot with anticipation, and the combination of the erotic feeling of her clit being teased with the slightly painful feeling of the smacking was quickly putting her into frenzy. She knew she was going to cum and so did He. Each smack got a little harder, and now He began to grope her pussy with every, other motion. She felt her pussy beginning to get hot with the soft sting of His punishments. Each time He rubbed her tender clit and followed it up with a smack it was if a lightning bolt was grounded on her pussy.
She knew she couldn’t hold out much longer, and she also knew that she had to hold out as long as possible, as not to disappoint Him. Her feet were spread pretty far apart now, and holding herself still was starting to make her thighs ache – a delicious ache. He moved himself around and stood in front of her, looking down at her. She was still much shorter than He, even in the heels. He took His time slapping her pussy hard, right on her clit, while looking right into her eyes. It was incredibly intense.
“Cum, now, Little One,” He said.
She did. Instantly the rush of the release hit her and she felt her legs buckling. She fought the urge to fall to the ground. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she heard the buzzing before she felt it. The Hitachi wand was once again on her clit, making this tremendous orgasm never ending. He literally pushed the wand onto her clit and she felt as if she were going to melt. The orgasms hit one after another – creating an intensely uncomfortable but HIGHLY pleasurable sensation. He had been having her bring herself to continuous orgasms with her own Hitachi, and now she knew why.
After countless orgasms, He removed the wand. He took her hand and walked her closer to the wall mirror so she could see her dripping and bright red pussy.
“That, Little One, is a beautiful thing,” He said, as He gently caressed her tender pussy lips.
Taking her hand, He walked her to the bed. He undid the handcuffs, releasing her hands, and instructed her to lie down on her back. He moved around her pulling something out of the mattresses. She looked in the mirror on the ceiling, above the bed, and could tell that they were restraints that had been hidden under the mattress. He took each hand, each ankle, and securely tied her hands and feet spread apart. He then took a blindfold from the nightstand and affixed it over her eyes. He brushed her cheek and kissed her mouth.
Then, he whispered in her ear, “you are going to beg to be released from those restraints, by the time I am done with you.”
She had to admit, it did cause her a moment of pause thinking about what He had said. The fear – or apprehension rather – was part of the thrill.
She lay there, on the bed, thinking about what was coming next. She never heard Him approach her, but before she knew it she felt His fingers on her pussy – then, pushed inside. She was very wet, very wet indeed, so the sound was truly luscious! He was fingering her with 2 – or maybe 3 – fingers and He was doing it with great intent. She knew what He wanted and she hoped she could give it to Him. He continued His upward and forceful fingering of her tender pussy and soon she felt that build-up that indicated she was going to squirt. She felt the heat rising within her and her entire body was on fire.
She needed to release, and she knew He knew it, as she was writhing and battling against her restraints. She was worried she would cum before He gave her permission, but she also knew once the launch sequence was activated, there was no stopping her.
The fact that she was spread so wide – making her clit taught and tender – was building her up all the faster. All the previous orgasms had primed her pussy like a well-tuned engine. He changed the angle, just a bit, and instantly the fluid started jetting from her pussy, as she came in a loud, hot rush. It was unintentional and nothing she could do would stop it.
“Ffffuuuuuccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk…….fffffuuuuccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk,” was all she could say as orgasm after orgasm after orgasm ripped through her. She felt the wetness all over her stomach and her thighs. She knew the bed was going to be soaked with her juices. He was undeterred, He continued His fingering of her until she began to whimper, slightly, trying not to fight it off, but finding it impossible to continue at this pace. She wondered if this is what He meant by she would be begging to be let free?
Just then, He stopped. Removed his fingers from her pussy and brought them to her mouth. The taste and smell was magnificent. She felt hot breath on her pussy, and felt His tongue, for the first time, on her hot mound. He lapped hungrily at her clit, making little ‘mmmmmm’ sounds as He did. He was gentle in his touches, almost like his intent was simply to taste her, not necessarily to arouse her more.
He got off the bed, and she lay there, breathless and trembling. Her entire body felt as if she had been wrestling for hours, and indeed, in a way, she had been. She started to nod off in relaxation after such intense orgasms when she sensed Him above her. She felt Him get up on the bed, and straddle her face. She knew, instinctively, what she was going to feel. She was wrong.
She expected his warm, hard cock in her mouth. What she got was hard and COLD. Slick, cold, unyielding. He had gotten her glass dildo that she was told to bring and was forcing it into her mouth. She caressed and licked this toy like it was His cock. She sucked it and gagged on it as it slid down her throat. Just as she got into a rhythm, He removed it and she felt it slide into her pussy. In and out it went, teasing her insides. Then, it stopped.
Finally she felt His cock on her lips. The blindfold was really throwing her for a loop and His intentional change-up with the glass toy had her feeling a bit topsy-turvy – which she was sure was His intent. He began to tease her lips with his cock. In and out of her mouth it went. He was teasing himself with her mouth. Slapping her face with his cock. Tapping the head of it on her lips. Rubbing it on her cheeks, rubbing it across her mouth. Growling as he did so.
“Open your mouth, Little One,” He instructed. She did as told.
He began to slowly, slowly thrust His cock down her warm throat. Hitting the back of her throat, she barely gagged, but the more forcefully He entered her, the more she began to salivate. The thick saliva was drooling out of her mouth, and she could feel the line of spit that went from His cock to her mouth. She wished she could see it. He grabbed her head and pulled her onto His cock.
“Fucking make me cum with your mouth, Little One,” He growled.
She sucked his cock all the way down her throat, licking and sucking with as much verve and pressure as she could muster. She felt his cock begin to throb, and tasted the sweet pre-cum oozing from Him. He sped up His pace and soon felt him go rigid, His cock buried down her throat.
“Ahhhhhhh……ffffuuucccccckkkk…………” He growled, as He emptied His entire load into her mouth again. He was most certainly enjoying her to the fullest. She licked, sucked and swallowed every bit of His love juice until He withdrew from her mouth.
Her arms were already aching sweetly, and her pussy was throbbing. Making Him cum sent shivers through her entire body. She really did ache to please Him, and so far hoped that she was doing a good job.
She sensed Him back on the bed once again, and felt Him reaching into her corset, pulling her nipples out. He attached a nipple clamp to each nipple, leaving them exposed out of the corset. He then removed her ankles from the restraints but quickly pulled her feet back toward the sides of her face, locking her legs in a spread open, and bent backward, position. It was fairly uncomfortable, even with the flexibility she had.
She felt him then attach a clamp to her clitoral hood as well. This clamp was different, it had TEETH. Her clit was achingly sensitive, so just the act of Him applying the clamp made her wince and squeak. This did not deter Him, as he pulled up on the chains. She heard a rustling and then felt all of the clamps pulled TAUGHT. She wondered how he was pulling all 3 at once as she heard Him leaving the bed. She would find out later, after the blindfold was removed, that He had manufactured a small tripod, that sat above her and the chains could be attached to. This left His hands free, but put constant pressure on the clamps.
She felt his hot breath on her ear, “Little One, just stay here and enjoy the clamps, I will return soon.”
Stay here? Enjoy the clamps? Where was He going, she wondered. She heard the door to the suite open, and then close. She lay there, alone, and VERY aroused again. She had been in a constant state of arousal for most of the day, and wondered how much more she could take. She really wanted to fuck Him – or, to have Him fuck her. She tried to adjust slightly, but any and all movements caused those clamps to pull. She could feel them pulling her large breasts up and holding them tightly. She knew she was to be patient. Everything was a process. Everything was a lesson. Everything was made to make her submit more fully. Everything was, completely, for Him. She accepted that eagerly.
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As many of you may remember, I have spoken of those Lilies (important people) in my life. This concept was explained to me by the biggest Lily in my life and as a result my entire philosophy on what makes a good ‘friend’ has changed. I no longer keep putting my energy into those people who put no energy into me. I no longer continue to accept those who hurt me, disreguard me, use me, or overall take me for granted. As a result, my list of friends was limited to just a few very good Lilies.
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