by kitten
“Cum pet, cum for Master..”
He was scratching my sore, red ass while sliding his fingers in and out of my wet folds hard and fast; he slapped my ass playfully now and then when I pushed my hips back and up, shaken by the waves of pleasure that hit my pussy as I came.
I wasn’t thinking anymore but floating and swimming in my orgasm.
He talked to me, asked me things and I answered but I didn’t think; he then told me sweetly that he knew my voice had come from my heart and.. from.. my pussy.
“My, you ARE a slut dear.” His fingers, two of them, are out, teasing my pussy lips.
“Yes Master.” He slides his fingers in slowly.
“You want master to use one more finger in you, slut?” His fingers are out again.
“Yes Master (moan).” His fingers slide back where they belonged a little faster and a little harder.
“You like this so much don’t you my pet?” And he’s teasing me again.
“Yes (moan),” fingers slide in hard. “Master (moan).” He pumps his fingers in my swollen pussy hard and slaps my ass.
“You’re grateful that Master gives you all this attention aren’t you?”
“Yes Master (moan) I am.”
“Then why don’t you thank Master? You don’t want to be punished do you slut?” I can tell he’s grinning evilly.
“Thank (moan) you Master (moan):”
By now he was fingering me so sweetly hard and by the time I thanked him I was cuming for the second time in a row, I was screaming my answers.
EARLIER THAT DAY
I was wearing a simple pair of jeans, rolled up at the knee and an equally simple black, tight top. When I saw myself in the mirror I was surprised: I liked what I saw, sexy little thing I can be. So I strolled back and forth in front of the mirror, the lovely swing of my hips almost hypnotizing me..
Looking back at the curve of my ass as I played catwalk I imagined Master’s hands cupping it through the rough fabric. I imagined him holding me tight and kissing me.
On I walked up and down the corridor with the music in my head (yes, I hear music in my head, yes, like Ally and John, yes).
Then Master was behind me; he was leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed on his chest and an evil grin on his face. I stopped in mid step and blushed but he immediately coaxed me on:
” Please go on darlin’.”
I blushed more deeply and waited a few seconds before obeying. I walked slowly till I was close to the mirror and I looked at his reflection, his smile was telling me to go on so I turned and started towards Master.
When I was at arm length and ready to turn again he grabbed me; his strong arm was around my waist and he pulled me to his chest.
He looked into my eyes for a brief moment then he kissed me, his hand held me by the small of my back and it supported me because my back was arching under his passion.
Just like the picture in my mind.
But he did more than that.
He spun me around and slowly walked with me, close, till we were just a couple of steps away from the mirror.
With his hand firm on my hips he made me dance, made me swing my hips and we danced slowly until I felt his cock grow hard against my back.
We were dancing still and his left hand slid from my hips to my breast; I felt the heat rising from there, my nipple grew stiff as he kneaded the flesh steadily while nibbling at my earlobe. He licked and I felt his warm breath sending shivers down my spine and up to my nipples passing through my already wet hungry pussy.
With his other hand he reached up to my face and made me look at our reflection in the mirror.
Thinking back on it I guess my mind wasn’t already working too well then; my breath was heavy already and my vision a bit blurred, or just unsteady because I was panting and my chest was heaving. But I saw his hand move from my face to my belly, my body felt the welcome heat but I saw as if I wasn’t in the scene, yet I was totally drowning in it.
After what seemed a long long time his fingers reached my crotch and with a quick jerk he opened them startling me; but his fingers slid in my panties slowly, caressing me softly or alternatively scratching me, but slowly. He slowly parted my pussy lips and started to rub my clit in time with the other hand that was now working my nipple sore.
Through all this he kissed my neck and licked my skin teasingly, his breath almost as heavy as mine. The pressure of his fingers on my clit was constantly increasing and I now had to lean back against him because my legs were shaking and couldn’t keep my up straight anymore.
He knew it, he knew I wanted to cum, he knew I couldn’t hold it much longer but he teased me, stopping abruptly and telling me things whispering I my ear in a low, hot voice.
He told me I couldn’t cum, he told me all the things he wanted to do to me once he got tired of toying with me like this, then he told me he didn’t think he’d tire soon.
He was right, almost half an hour had passed and I was completely naked and at his mercy, still standing in front of the mirror; my legs were parted farther apart than before so he got better access and he fingered me as hard as he could from behind; it wasn’t THAT hard actually but it was affective enough because his palm slammed against my clit each time his fingers slid in. I couldn’t help but pump my hips frantically, though I’m not sure if it was to avoid the pain of it, to avoid the pleasure of it or to meet it all.
It wasn’t hard all the time for the next 30 minutes but it ended with an explosion before he led me to the bed to “finish” the fun he had begun.
He sat cross legged on the floor so I thought with relief (or was it?) he was tired and that he’s let me rest my head in his lap petting me. But I was wrong.
He grabbed my ass with both hands and pushed me to him until my soaking pussy was inches from his mouth. Then he buried his face between my legs and started eating me away in earnest. I thought I’d faint, I started crying and screaming, to please.. please.. what?
When he stroked between my ass cheeks I though I really couldn’t stand it. But then he started to finger my ass while liking and I was still there, more or less conscious.
He looked up at me and let me know I could cum now, but it was a tease, he knew I couldn’t hold back anymore. So I came.
I just came, over and over.. and over, until I collapsed on top of him.
But as you know, it wasn’t over.
