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nothing says ‘happy new year’ like ending the year with a happy ending!
A couple of years ago, I was spending the weekend with my friends out-of-state to celebrate my birthday. I was down there to go to a club and have some drinks. Nothing all that exciting. Daddy and I were dealing with each other…back then he wasn’t Daddy yet…I called him Sir, mostly. Anyway, I…
I was home baking when Master called and told me to take off everything I was wearing. He was coming home early for the weekend. I bumped the thermostat a bit because I’d be freezing otherwise, waited half an hour for the house to warm up, then went to the bedroom to take off and put away my clothes. It was just in the nick of time, as I heard the door open. I ran to greet my husband, my Owner, my Master, jumped on him, wrapping legs around His waist and hugged him, kissing him with glee. I was so happy with this Man!
He frenched me back, carried me over to the sofa and put me down, tugging on the lock closing my labia and pressing a finger into my Christina piercing. God, that always turned me on like crazy. I was giggling while we kissed, delighted and feeling slightly wild.
Master didn’t want me to remove His clothes. instead, He left and came back with a pair of handcuffs. He rubbed my slit and then sucked His fingers of my juices while I watched, biting my lip in need. Suddenly Master turned me around and cuffed my wrists behind my back.
“Has my Pet been good for her Master?”
I nodded very affirmatively. “Yes, Master, I’m baking us a nice bread and have been thinking of how much I long to worship your cock.”
Master circled a finger around Pets’s little bum hole. “And does my Pet play with her bum when her Master is away?”
“No, Master, pussy yes, but my bum rarely do I play with it without you being a participant.”
Master slipped on a soft velvet glove from his pocket and caressed my bum before taking one of the crops we have. Rubbing the leather on my skin He leaned down to kiss my shoulder. “Such pale skin looks at though it needs some colour don’t you think?” I just swallowed and nodded, still holding my bum for Him. I felt as if I was present it for inspection and approval.
Letting the crop snap on my bottom, leaving a little pink mark, followed by another on the other cheek, Master rubbed His gloved fingers over them. “Do you enjoy this Pet?”
“Yes, Master. Very much. Does whipping your slave please you?”
“It does when I see her pussy getting wet from what I am doing to her.” Master took the crop and rubbed it on my lock and along the exposed part of my lips letting it get a little damp before snapping it again on my bum. I yelped. I have a fairly high pain threshold, but that usually applies when I MUST endure something, like an injury. I don’t associate pain with pleasure, but I do with submission.
Master continued hitting me with the crop, each time I jerked with pain and yelped, almost but not quite at the point of tears. I was horny. I was excited that Master loved me so much.
With my bum all pink from the slaps, Master took off his glove and took out the key that unlocks my pussy. Removing the lock He knelt behind me and kissed the red marks as His hand cupped my pussy and slowly massaged me from below.
I grabbed the sofa pillows in delight, squeezing one in each hand as hard as I could, moaning. I was definitely NOT a quiet lover today! I was so aroused, so utterly alive with submissive feelings and the desire to somehow tangibly demonstrate my love for my Master.
He kissed my rosebud before extending His tongue and dragging it up my wet slit wiggling it between my petals to slip just inside as He stroked my clit gently. He sucked one of my labia between His lips and nipped it very lightly.
“Fuck….I’m…going….crazy…Master!” I was so aroused, but the stimulation was all over the place, scattered so that I could neither focus nor reach my peak. I convulsed on the sofa in sexual frustration. I wanted to either cum, or focus my attention on Him. Somehow through all that I still kept my cuffed hands on my ass. Master later told me I looked extremely cute.
He continued rubbing my clit while I held my bum cheeks apart for Him. I felt so many sensations: the stubble on His cheeks on my skin… the feel of His breath from His nose on my ass.. His tongue as deep in my pussy as He could reach…
“Tell me how wet you feel right now, Pet, and I’ll let you cum,” He said.
“Master, I’m so wet that cruise ship could sink in me. I’m so wet Niagara Falls is getting jealous. I’m so wet the Hoover Dam might get relocated to my pussy!” I giggled and looked over my shoulder at Him.
Master slapped my ass and laughed. “Go ahead, little slave, cum for your Master.” He resumed fingering my clit, tonguing my asshole, slipping a finger or two inside my pussy. I came in a series of tremors, moaning into the sofa cushions and shaking with one, then two then three orgasms. My makeup had to be a mess, but I felt like a well enjoyed woman, doing what mother nature had created woman for, to be sexual creatures who lived to the fullest.
I lay waiting. I heard Master open his pants, and the fapping as He stroked Himself rapidly, grunting. He stood between my legs. My hands were still on her tiny ass, now just resting there. I could hardly wait….
The first spurt ran out and landed on my lower back on the subbie tattoo, followed by streams of cum that criss cross over my bottom. When Master was done, He rubbed his tip on my pussy before rubbing with His fingers the wetness into my skin…
I winced with pain as Master rubbed His cum into my bruised bum. I was going to have to avoid sitting for a little while.
Then I turned around and knelt on the floor before this wonderful man that Owned me. Me! Of all people! I kissed His lovely cock, nuzzled it and began cleaning with just my mouth as my hands wee still cuffed behind me.
The oven started chiming as I finished the cock-cleaning. Master unlocked my wrists and I rushed to remove the bread from the oven. Bent over and looking in the stove I felt something between my legs. “Don’t move, Pet, or you’ll burn yourself.” He slipped the lock back in my pussy rings, gave my still moist-with-cum ass a swat and said, “put the bread aside for when we get back.”
“Back from where?”
“I’m taking you out to dinner. You will not wash and dry your cum-slick bum. You will wear a very small skirt and no panties.”
“Master, it’s WINTER!”
“And while we’re outside you can have a coat on. But in the restaurant, you will be sitting with your bum marked by me.”
…and to think I wanted to avoid sitting for the evening!!! Argh!!! Have to dash, He is out of the shower and will want me ready to go out, a little messy slave.
And I like it.
