Yes, Master - Short story

Yes, Master - Short storyHe walked into the room, dimly lit, it softly reflected off of the buttery walls. He spotted her in her corner kneeling on her pillow as she should be, red hair pulled back tighly into a pony tail. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and placed it on a hanger, He stepped out of his shoes and placed them neatly among the others. Wearing only black pants he strode to the cabinet, took several items and placed them onto a tray. At that moment he turned and looked at his. She glanced up and locked eyes with him. He walked to her and pulled the leash from his pocket, attaching it to her collar he pulled her up from her pillow slowly. He studied her white lace corset, his eyes trailed down to the straps that dripped from her waist to the white nylon fabric covering her legs. He motioned to the wooden pony. She walked, he watched her ass move beneath her white panties. She bent over the horse, he cuffed her wrists to it, "are you ready mine?" She swallowed "Yes, my master" and she saw the crop appear.The head of the crop he placed between the blades of her shoulders and slowly slid its cool leather head down her back to the edge of her satin white panties and garter. It slid down her white panties running along the seam between the fleshy globes of her round bottom. Her Master walked behind her and followed the natural curve of her body with the crop, pressing it against her sex. He began to tap her Bomonti Escort lightly as the crop passed her entrance and her tiny clit. She began to moan with pleasure and he tightened his grip on her leash puling her head up. His taps increased to pats then slaps against her center of pleasure. He proceeded to move the crop to her thighs and bottom, his hits increasing in intensity and her moans grew louder. "Good girl" he smiled. He paused to lower her panties enough to access his prized possessions most sensitive areas, he licked his lips in anticipation of tasting her sweetness and aimed the crop at her pale buttocks. She braced herself and drew breath waiting for the warmth of his breath against the moistened lips of her pussy.She could feel the heat emanating from his body as his mouth drew closer, she felt his lips first as they grazed her inner thigh, then his firm tongue, followed immediately by pressure and some pain as his teeth bit into her flesh, just enough to make her squint and draw air in sharply. She knew he'd left his mark on her, a perfect ring of teeth on her left inner thigh, she could feel the marks as his mouth withdrew. She love the mark of her Master, knowing that she was his and he would do anything to keep her safe. He looked at his work as he pulled away from her thigh, the taste of her pale skin still present on his tongue, the red ring forming where his mouth had bitten into her, Bomonti Escort enough to make his mark. His nose was still filled with the aroma of her juices which begged to be sampled from between the lips he had been so close to and yet resisted touching to keep her anticipation up. The time was upon him, he lowered his face and blew soft cool air across her pussy, he could see her jerk forward in surprise, not expecting the cool breeze. He smiled, and licked her lips softly with his tongue, pressing inward to pierce her lips and taste her sweetness which came immediately as she was nearly gushing. His tongue retracted and slid up between her lips to find her pleasure center and flick across it several times as his thumb quickly dove into her depths, he circled it around to touch each part of her insides as far as he could. She moaned and bucked her hips against his thumb as it entered her quickly and moved in a circular motion inside of her. She loved that it was as if he had a map of her body in his mind. She focused to keep herself from orgasming too quickly. Master didn't like to have her cum too early, he loved to enjoy his little prize as he liked to call her. Slowly, she began to move back and forth letting his thumb slide out of her and back in as it circled all around her and his tongue flicked across her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body like an electrical pulse stimulating her.He Escort Bomonti smiled and spoke to her in a deep, soft voice,"You would do anything for your Master, la petite fille, right?""Yes, my Master." she breathed out as best she could, the pleasure taking control of her body and her thoughts. She simply wanted nothing more than to have him deep inside of her, taking her in any way he wished, her body was his and she loved the way he took her. She felt his thumb leave her, and she nearly sighed as it was almost like a loss for her, she felt his mouth move away from her body as well and struggled not to look back to see what was coming. She wanted to know if he was getting a toy, or was he undressing, she had a moment of panic and thought to herself "what if he has left me here to test my resolve, to punish me?"Her panic soon was turned to immediate pain and pleasure as she felt the head of his cock push quickly between the lips of her pussy, stretching her out, she cried out in passion and pain. She bucked hard as he entered her, then as he settled in, she felt his thumb, soaked with her juices rub against the wrinkled, tight flesh of the entrance to her bottom. She moaned with pleasure, she knew how much he loved her ass, and it made her smile that he was once again playing with his favorite parts of her. Her body was jerked forward as he thrust deep and hard into her, stretching out her walls to accommodate his length and width. She knew she'd be sore in the morning, she loved that feeling, and she yelped as he took her around the waist, pulling her body onto his cock and pushing his thumb, slowly inserting into the tightness of her bottom.