Story (Michelle)

He groaned deep in his throat, crushing her against his body and thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She melted into his embrace; her breath becoming his and his breath becoming hers. Her head was swimming from the passion of his kisses and gave everything she had inside of her to him; letting him do what he will.

She was so lost in the intensity of their kiss, that she did not notice his hand slide down from the back of her head and gently cup her breast. He measured the weight of the soft flesh in his hand for a moment before squeezing it to get her attention. A loud gasp escaped from her throat as she pulled her lips away from him. Her eyes glazed over in passion, as she looked down into his. A lopsided smirk graced his lips as he squeezed her breast again.

"Whose breast is this?" he asked hoarsely as he took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"Your's, Master," she whispered brokenly.

He pinched her nipple between his two fingers, pulling on it gently. "Whose is it?" he asked again.

She practically cried out as he pinched harder, "Your's, Master."

Twisting and tugging at her nipple until it was pointing out proudly, he smiled to himself again.

He leaned forward slightly, his nose burying in her lavender scented hair. Breathing deeply, he savored the scent of her hair; one of his favorite smells. Then he whispered hotly in her ear, "It is mine, isn't it baby? Mine to play with whenever I want?"

"Yes, Master," she gasped again.

She felt the heat from his hand travel down her body and pooling in liquid heat between her legs. As much as she wanted to squeeze her legs together, she resisted knowing that her Master would notice such movements.

Without much warning, he released his grip on her breast and placed his hands on her hips, turning her gently until she was straddling his hips. His thumbs gently stroked the soft skin of her thighs as he looked up at her, contemplating what he was going to do to her next.

She waited with baited breath as she felt his large warm hands on her thighs. His slow motions worked their way lazily until he was massaging the top of her bare mound. She shuttered, remembering how methodical she had been in her grooming. There was no doubt in her mind that he was going to notice how clean and smooth she was. Her breath caught in her throat as one of his hands moved lower yet. His thumbs were lightly stroking over her downy smooth pussy lips before allowing one finger to graze her sensitive swollen clit. The rest of his fingers wound their way around her whole pussy. Cupping it in his hand, he squeezed his hand, pressing his thumb harder against her clit. She could not control the long moan that escaped from her parted lips.

"And this is my pussy too. Isn't it, my slave?" He encouraged her as he squeezed his hand again, feeling the moisture against his palm.

"Ahhh! Yes, Master!" she cried out as he slipped a single finger passed her lips and into her molten core.

Her body was on fire; all she was aware of was his long finger inside her tight wet pussy. He tested her wetness, collecting the moisture on his finger. She was more than ready for him, but he would not let his thoughts drift down in that direction just yet. He wanted her to beg for it. She contracted her muscles squeezing his finger deep inside her; when he slowly started to pull the finger out.

He chuckled softly at her reluctance to let him go as he lifted his wet finger to her lips. Pressing it against her lips, he encouraged her to take it into her mouth, to taste herself on his finger. More than happy to obey she parted her lips, sucking the finger into her mouth. Sucking and licking his finger clean, she felt his hardness pressing against her inner thigh.

As discreetly as she could, she wiggled her hips slightly, pressing against his growing bulge a little more.

He raised his free hand up to her breast again, giving it a little squeeze.

"Soon, love, soon," he whispered as he watched his finger disappear into her mouth again. "I bet you would like something bigger in your mouth. Wouldn't you, baby?"

"Yes, Master," she replied breathlessly when he pulled his finger out of her mouth.

"On your knees," he ordered softly.

She slid down his body until she was kneeling between his parted legs. Watching with wide eyes and her red lips parted, as he unbuttoned his shirt and throw it to one side. His hand then traveled downward, undoing his buckle and unzipping his pants. Her eyes became transfixed on his big beautiful cock the second he pulled it out of his pants.

He could clearly see the hunger in his eyes, while he lounged back in his chair, lightly stroking his cock. He was teasing her and he knew it; he knew how much she wanted this.

"Come love, and taste your Master's cock."

In an instant she was leaning forward, bracing her bound wrists on the front of the chair, her tongue coming out to flick across the tip of his cock. She wrapped her lips around the head, sucking every so gently, as he pushed her hair back from her face. He twisted the lush brown hair around his hand, guiding her motions, showing her exactly how he wanted to be sucked.

Following his lead, she sucked and licked his cock. Moving her head down to take more of him into her mouth before rising up again. Down and up, down and up, setting a slow pace as she pulled her cheeks in to suck harder on his growing cock. She loved having his cock in her mouth, feeling him swell against her tongue, tasting the pre-cum that was leaking from the tip.

He groaned low in his throat as he felt his cock begin to pulse in her mouth. Tightening the grip in her hair, he pushed her down all the way, thrusting his cock into the back of her throat, cutting off her air. He held her there for a moment, feeling her throat convulse around his hard cock. Using her hair as leverage, he pulled her up off for a brief moment to let her catch her breath before forcing her head back down.

Completely helpless to do anything but suck, she tried to loosen her throat as much as she could as he thrust in and out of her throat.

Lost in his own passion, he started to mutter as his hips bucked off the chair. "You like that, baby?" His voice was deep and husky. "Your Master's cock in your mouth, his hand in your hair? Choking on his big thick cock? Fucking your face, like he wants to fuck your pussy. You want your Master's cock in your pussy, don't you, my slave?"

His words washed over her and all she could do to respond was to moan loudly around his cock. Even with such a subtle hint, he got his answer and after a few more hard strokes, he pulled her head off his cock.

Closing her eyes, she gasped for air and raised her bound wrists to wipe the drool off her chin. Her heart was racing, pounding in her chest and her feelings were everywhere. However, nothing could stop that slow ache that was building in the pit of her stomach.

Strong arms then enveloped her and lifted her off of her aching knees. Her eyes snapped opened and she looked up at her Master's face, but only could get a glimpse before being gently laid on the bed. She turned her head to one side, watching him move his long graceful form over to the small table on the side of the bed. Grasping the box with her name on it he came back down to the end of the bed. Placing the box down by her feet, he took a step back to admire her.

Her bound wrists over her head lulled to one side, her dark brown hair spread out over the cream colored sheets, her lush red lips slightly parted, and her dark eyes smoldering with lust. His gaze then traveled down her slender neck, admiring the way his collar fit so perfectly. Then down her shoulders, until his eyes fixed on her round breasts, nipples hard, as they rose and fell with each of her ragged breathes. His eyes then found her visibly wet pussy between her creamy white thighs.

With a low growl he knelt down on the bed, and lowered his head between her legs. A shudder ran down her spine when he blew cool air against her hot engorged clit. Pushing her thighs open more, he used two fingers on his right hand to spread her labia and expose her clit more. He ran the flat of his tongue over the entire length of her pussy, pausing at the top to lick her clit.

She squeezed her eyes shut tight, when his tongue came in contact with her clit. Panting heavily, she felt the wet heat in her pussy grow and ooze. His tongue was merciless on her clit, sucking, licking, flicking it. When he got it hard and throbbing, he reached with one hand and took it between his two fingers. He rolled it gently and the fingers on his other hand were stroking her soaking wet lips. With all the will she could muster, she tried not to buck her hips up, when he started pinching her clit.

"Breath, my slave," he whispered gently as he stroked her thigh. "Take the pain and the pleasure as I pinch your little clit."

She took several long deep breaths between moans as he pinched harder. Then suddenly he was gone, the pressure on her clit eased up until all she felt was an empty throbbing. Opening her eyes to see where her Master had gone, she saw him leaning over her box.

"Master?" she whispered hoarsely.

He looked up at her with an evil glint in his eye and pressed his finger to his lips. She settled back down, still wondering what he could be up to.

His grinning face came back into her field of vision when he leaned over her. Kissing her forehead, her nose, each eye, he traveled down before taking her lips into a sweet kiss. This was enough to distract her from what he had taken out of her box and where his hands could possibly be. She felt something cold squeeze one of her nipples and then the other. It wasn't until he pulled his head away did she realize that he had attached her nipple clamps snuggly. With an evil grin, he gave the chain that connected the clamps a little tug, causing a moan to rip from her throat.

"That's a good girl. You look so pretty with your nipple jewelry." He leaned down and kissed her again. "Get on your hands and knees, baby," he urged her.

She slowly rose up and rolled over. Leaning on her bound wrists, she spread her legs, her hot pussy hanging open in the cool air of the room. He positioned himself behind her, leaning over her and gave her clamps another little tug.

His warm large hands started gently stroking her round upturned ass. A loud resounding slap was delivered to her right cheek and then the left. She moaned loudly as he stroked her hot opening with one of his fingers as he slipped it inside of her. After several long thrusts of his finger, he added a second, scissoring her tight opening. She leaned her head down on her forearms, and bit her lower lip.

He leaned over to her box again, and pulled out the lube and anal plug inside. Taking his wet fingers out of her pussy, he pressed them against her asshole as his other hand caressed her butt to help her relax.

"Let me in, love," he whispered as he pushed the one wet finger and then the other into her tight asshole.

Popping the top off the lube, he poured a little bit on his fingers as he slowly worked them in and out of her. She felt so full with his fingers up her ass and then a gapping emptiness when he pulled them out. More cool lube was poured on her asshole, before he started pushing the plug into her. He did not stop until the whole toy was up inside of her and the flared base pressed against her butt cheeks.

"So pretty," he cooed as leaned forward and unclamped her nipples. He gently rubbed the feeling back into them. "Are you ready, my slave?"

"Yes, Master," she breathed heavily. Her ass was so full and her nipples aching.

"Tell me what you want," he demanded as he positioned himself at her hot wet opening.

"I want your cock in my pussy, Master," she gasped out as he pushed the head into her cunt.

Teasingly, he pulled it out again. "Want more?" he taunted her.

"Yes, Master! Please!" she begged, trying to move her hips back.

He held her hips in place so she couldn't move. "Please what?"

"Please fuck me, Master. I want your cock so bad," she pleaded.

With a wide grin, he was more than happy to comply. Rubbing the tip against her opening getting it nice and wet, before he pushed it inside her pussy. He paused for a moment, savoring the feeling of her hot cunt. Pushing in a little more, then out and in a little more with each thrust of his hips until he was completely buried inside of her.

They moaned together at the feeling of being so deeply connected. Ever so slowly, he pulled out of her almost completely before pushing back in, setting a slow teasing pace. His hands gripped her hips, pushing her back against him as he thrust. Slowly he started to pick up speed, moving fast and harder in and out of her.

He ground himself against her. "You like that, slave? You like the way your Master fucks you?" he asked, smacking her ass again.

"Yes Master!" she moaned loudly.

This encouraged him more picked up the pace. Thrusting and grinding, fucking his little slave. She loved the feeling of his hot hard cock inside of her, using her, fucking her the way he wanted.

"Are you my little whore? My little bitch?" he demanded loudly, as he slowed a bit to give her the chance to answer.

"Yes Master," she answered quietly between moans.

"Louder!" He gripped the end of her butt plug and gave it a twist.

"Yes Master!" she cried out.

They moaned and grunted together as he worked his cock in and out of her pussy. Just as he felt her reaching her peak, he pulled out completely.

She moaned in protest, wondering why he was stopping. This only lasted for a moment, until he pulled on her butt plug. He pulled it almost out but then back in. As he started to slowly fuck her with the toy, he massaged a good amount of lubricant mixed with her pussy juice on his cock. He dripped a little bit more on her asshole after he pulled the plug out.

Gripping her ass cheeks hard in each of his hands he spread them apart and pressed the head of his cock against her gapping opening.

"Ready for me to fuck your ass, my little slave?"

"Yes Master," she groaned out.

He pushed forward slowly at a constant pressure until he was buried completely in her ass. He groaned loudly, feeling her muscles close tightly around him. She screamed out in pleasure as he fucked her harder and faster. Her asshole burned and stretched to accommodate his huge throbbing member.

She felt so good around him and he felt his climax approaching. He reached around her and pressed his thumb against her clit.

"Gonna shoot hot white cum deep in your ass, baby," he grunted as he bucked his hips faster. "Cum with me, love."

She bit down hard on her lower lip, crying out as her orgasm ripped through her. His orgasm echoed hers as he shot loads of hot cum into her ass. Thrusting his hips a couple more time to make sure his cum was buried deep inside her.

He fell over on the side of the bed and pulled her trembling form into his arms.

"My wonderful little slave," he whispered against her hair as she nuzzled her nose into his neck.

"Oh, Master," she sighed softly.

He pressed her fully against his side, holding her tight and close. Leaning over he softly kissed her forehead.