Karl had spent the afternoon teasing and tormenting me, in every possible way. Even though he was busy working in the den on his computer most of the time, He made sure to keep me right on the edge, which was both frustrating and incredibly exhilarating. He made sure I was kept busy with my tasks, for example; He insisted that I remain completely naked while completing my household chores. At one point I was on my knees cleaning the kitchen floor and with brush in hand I was scrubbing when his voice made me stop.
"Get that ass in the air bitch, and spread your legs wider." I felt so humiliated exposed like that in the very brightly lit kitchen with the late afternoon sun glaring through the window and landing on me like a spot light. "I must say how much I enjoy seeing my pretty little pussy throbbing with tits swaying back and forth as you scrub the floor like a common maid." I blushed so hard at his words it felt like my skin was on fire; I could feel myself blushing down to my toes. He came up behind me and slid a vibrating egg into my pussy, driving it deep into me he asked, "Does that make your work more enjoyable love?" He reached around front and squeezed both of my breasts hard; the combination of that with the egg vibrating just enough to bring me close, was making me ache for release. He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat back and watched me as I finished up cleaning the floor. The heat from the embarrassment burned parallel to the heat from the desire burning inside of me. After a few minutes my pussy was so wet that the egg slipped out, and to make matters worse it rolled along the floor straight to Karl's feet. Well of course he had to make a big production of it, picking it up and grinning ear to ear he said, "Looks like my little hen laid an egg." I thought I was going to faint with embarrassment at that moment.
I didn't know what to do with myself, so I put the brush back in the bucket and took a long slow breath and turned to him with my head down in an attempt to hide my scarlet face as I asked,
"I am finished cleaning the floor, may I stand now so I can do the dishes?"
"Yes of course you may," he said with a slight chuckle as he was still very obviously amused. When I stood, I picked up the bucket of soapy water to put it away and as I lifted it a few drops of water fell to the floor. When I returned to the kitchen after draining the bucket and putting it and the scrub brush away, Karl pointed to the drops on the floor and said, "Is my pussy that wet that it is dripping all over the clean floor?"
I rolled my eyes and sarcastically exclaimed,
"It's just water."
That earned me a good swat on the ass causing me to jump slightly and gasp out loud. He stood behind me grasping most of my hair in his fist and pulled my head back sharply as he took his other hand holding it flat and firm with his palm down and pressed it hard into my mouth at his knuckle, I felt his hot breath in my ear as he said slowly and firmly, "Do NOT use that tone with me, EVER… Understand?" I nodded. "Good," he said, and continued, "You are not to make a sound until I tell you otherwise." He was still pressing his hand hard into my mouth and it hurt my jaw a little, he continued, "This is how a ball gag would feel if you can't keep quiet… do I need to go and get it?" I shook my head frantically. He gently removed his hand from my mouth but was still holding my hair firmly as his hand slid down between my thighs, which were clenched together at this point. "Open," he simply said and I spread my legs for him. He slipped a finger inside my pussy, which of course was soaking wet. He angled his finger to hit my g-spot right on and stroked it for a minute as I bit down on my lip so as not to make a sound, which was very difficult to do with the combined sensations of the tingling at the back of my neck from my hair being pulled and the throbbing in my pussy which was dangerously close to climax again.
Letting go of my hair, Karl abruptly removed his finger from my pussy and brought it up to my mouth for me to taste. As I sucked his finger clean he asked, "Does that taste like water bitch?" I silently shook my head. "That's right bitch, we can't have my pussy dripping all over the clean floor now can we?" Again I just shook my head. He told me not to move and said he would be right back.
I stood frozen as I awaited his return and wondered what he was going to do next. I was so incredibly turned on by his display of Dominance, I felt all of the goose bumps on my flesh raise at once and I could feel my nipples hardening and jutting out as if swept by a cool breeze. I took a deep breath and sighed as I thought about Karl, and although sometimes it seemed he was a little hard on me, I realized how fortunate I was to have such a patient and skilled Master, I loved that he was so attentive, I thrived on his attention. I promised myself at that moment to always show him the respect he so deserved, even when I am frustrated. He has never given me reason to disrespect him.
My thoughts were interrupted by Karl returning to the kitchen and I was slightly concerned when I saw the gleam in his eyes, that usually means he is planning something wicked. I glanced to see what he was holding in his hand as he made no attempt to conceal them. He had clothespins, two of them and he grinned at me and instructed my legs spread wider. I was quite apprehensive as to what he was planning and knew soon enough as he said, "I'm just going to close up my pussy so it doesn't drip on the floor while you do your dishes." I held in a gasp and bit down hard on my lip as he pulled and stretched my labia and clamped them together with the clothespins. At first it pinched and burned a little and soon they began to throb gently. Karl said he had to go finish up some work in the den and for me to come to him when I finished my dishes.
I turned to start washing the dishes, and soon realized that any movement caused a pinching and pulling sensation which after a few minutes began to itch. Not the scratchy kind of itch, but the kind of itch that craves friction for relief. I was squirming around considerably while I finished up the dishes, and had to keep my legs spread significantly when I reached to wipe down the counters, because when the clothespins touched against my inner thighs, it caused them to pull and pinch my labia even more, and they also scratched and poked at the tender flesh of my inner thighs. When I was finished I returned to Karl in the den as requested, the walk was a little awkward with my legs apart.
As I entered the den, Karl was obviously absorbed in whatever he was doing, so I stood quietly just inside the door for a couple of minutes before he spun his chair around and looked at me with a smile. I could feel the blood filling my cheeks as he grinned at me. "You're done all ready love? Good girl… Come here," he said as he motioned to his lap by patting his hand on his leg. He chuckled at the way I was walking as I approached him. I sat gently on his lap as he placed one arm around my waist and kissed my cheek softly. I closed my eyes and rested my cheek against his shoulder. I felt a shiver travel through my body as he caressed my back and my waist and I just melted into his tenderness. He reached down and began to stroke my thighs and as his hand made its way to my inner thighs I jumped slightly when he brushed against the clothespins. "Is my pussy uncomfortable?" He asked. I didn't make a sound as I squirmed a little on his lap. "Here baby, let me help you with that." He pinched the open end of one of the clothespins and released it; I inhaled sharply through my nose as I bit my lip so as not to let a noise escape as I felt the blood pounding there. He quickly released the other and began massaging my throbbing and now slightly swollen labia and his fingers felt so good pulling, squeezing and soothing. His left hand that had been around my waist reached down and began to pinch my inner thighs as his other hand continued massaging the outside of my pussy and applying intermittent friction on my clit. I began squirming on his lap as the desire was building in me again.
I was so on the edge it was beginning to make me tense. I really needed release but somehow I knew that Karl wasn't ready to grant it for me, and probably wouldn't for some time. I needed a distraction and I thought maybe I could try and tease him a little for a change, so I slid my hand down and began to caress the bulge in his jeans, I looked to him to see his reaction and he didn't seem to be opposed to the idea so I began licking my lips and begging with my body language for him to let me taste him. Maybe I could work off some of my sexual frustration that way. Karl seemed a little surprised, and then he smirked. "So you want a taste, do you Bitch?" I nodded enthusiastically and he squeezed the back of my neck bringing me to my knees.
At that point the only thing I was focused on was getting Karl into my mouth. I crawled between his knees, and buried my face into his crotch. I looked up to him for permission, and when he nodded, I began to unbutton him with my mouth and teeth. Finally his cock sprung free and I eyed it appreciatively as if it were the most delicious treat I had ever laid eyes on. I slowly bent forward and licked the tip of his cock, then ran my tongue leisurely up and down the length of it lingering on his shiny head. I then very gently nibbled my way down the underside until I reached the sensitive area under his shaft. Just a few licks there and I was rewarded with an appreciative groan from Karl. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back as he stood and swiftly dropped his jeans. I was smiling at that as I slid down and under him and began sucking and licking his balls, I could feel them firming and tightening as I took them gently in my mouth. I brought my hands up and included them in my pleasure production for Karl. I paid close attention and realized I was going to receive no objection to using them, so I reached up with one hand and began to stroke the head of his cock, which was now slippery with his pre-cum, as my other hand gently lifted his balls up and my tongue moved back and licked the underside of his satiny sac, and then either side and over the top, circling his entire sac with my tongue slipping one ball into my mouth and then the other sucking gently. Karl was reacting so positively to this that my tongue just fervently began to explore him everywhere seeking out such places to get that desired reaction from him. His moans were making me so incredibly wet, if it were even possible for me to be wetter than I had been all day. I stroked his cock with my hand as my tongue delved into his ass and I sucked and licked a few minutes more before taking his now very rigid cock fully into my mouth.
