A Good Pet...

You walk me backwards to the bed keeping my eyes on you, I don't need to see where I'm going, you control it. As the back of my legs hit the long side of the bed, I wait for your permission. The slightest nod from you and I sit on the bed. I start backing up, crab walking, so that I'm the right way on the bed when you stop me by catching my ankle. You yank hard, hard enough to flatten me and pull my ass back toward the edge of the bed.

"Dumb slut. If I wanted you there, I would have said so. I put you here. What the fuck do you think that means?"

"You want me here Master."

"Good. Now lay that empty head over the other side of the bed, unless you're too stupid to understand that too."

"Yes Master" I take my insults with my command and lay sideways accross the bed so that my knees are draped over one side and my neck over the opposite.

"Spread, toy." I immediately spread my legs exposing my wetting pussy to you. I feel a tingle of pleasure at your barely discernible growl expressing pleasure and distain at how pathetic I am that I'm already wet and we haven't even started. You bring my knees up one by one putting my ankles at my ass and tell me to stay.

After you retrieve two belts, you push my knees open and give one lash to each of the insides of my thighs. I cry in pain and heave my breaths trying to deal with the sting without moving my legs. You wrap the belt around my shin and thigh and tighten, fastening my legs so they are both bent at the knee.

I am naked but you still have pants on that you remove while you watch me struggle to find a comfortable position in my new circumstance.

"Hands to the sides." I stretch my arms wide and my neck tires from holding my head up to watch you. You push my leg nubs to the side spreading me wide and examine my pussy. You look at every inch and pull at my lips with your thumbs. The examination has me hot and blushing and embarrassed that you are so close and so analytical of something so personal. You pinch my clit lightly and I cry and my thighs try to close on their own. You slap my left thigh with your right hand hard, checking me from flinching and look up at me hard, telling me what I know "don't you dare fucking move."

"My pathetic pussy is dripping wet and I haven't even tried to please it yet. Is that how desperate you are Thing?" I nod and close my eyes in shame. I feel your fingers force themselves hard into my pussy and curl up to collect more wetness. You put your other hand down on my torso and lean all your weight on me and shove your two pussy wet fingers up my nose. "Smell how desperate my pussy is. You're pathetic." You take your fingers out and stick them in my mouth and down my throat until you feel the flap in my esophagus.

After I gag you rip your fingers out and crawl on top of me. Your cock is starting to get hard and you watch it swing over my body while you're on all fours over me. You drag just the tip over my skin. If you were aroused enough you could draw on me with your precum, but your toy hasn't worked hard enough to earn it yet. As you climb up me you drag it along me, sending shivers through me everywhere it touches, like there's electricity in your tip and it's shocking me all over. I want it over every inch and as it crawls it's way up to the bottom of my breast I instinctively raise up to get it to touch my nipple.

You immediately sit up on top of me and break the contact. I know what I've done and although I expect it, the sharp pain of the vice like pinch you have on my nipple still hurts so badly.

"You don't decide. You're just a thing for me to use. You don't get to anticipate my movements, you don't chose where my cock goes. You lay there and take what I give you and you're thankful for getting used by someone like me."

"Yes MMaster." I struggle out, wanting to cry at the pain. You rip the pinch off of my nipple and slap both with your hands hard at the same time. Then you take my other breast in your hand squeezing the flesh so that my nipple stands up above everything else, and you slap it with you other hand hard 4 times fast. I'm whimpering and trying not to buck you off of me.

"See if you enjoy it now." You say as you grab the top of my head by the head and lift it so I'm forced to watch your cock graze over my beet red nipples and wince every time it comes into contact with the tortured nubs. "How many times do I have to tell you? This is not for you."

"Yes Master. I'm sorry Master."

"I asked you. 'How many times?'"

"This will be the last Sir."

"Sure. I've heard that before you dumb, incompetent, hole." You chide as your knees come up and lay over my upper arms and you sit on my chest. "Lick Master's cock." I raise my head up and take your head into my mouth and suck trying to get more in at this position before I feel your fingers in my hair ripping my head off of your cock. "Did I say suck it?"

I turn red and realize my mistake and hate my eagerness to please you because it's only been a disappointment. I shake my head as much as I can, being held up by it. "No I didn't think so" *slap*. The delicious sting of your hand accross my cheek and the burn of my flesh reddening has my pussy wetting even more. The pull of my hair as my face was snapped to the side takes me out of the bliss of finally getting what I want after so long. It should, it wasn't for me, at least not for my pleasure. It was to teach me to listen. After my eyes uncross from the beating I look up into yours looking down at me harshly and I stick out my tongue. "Good toy."

You rub your cock head back and forth over my tongue and I try to chase it to give you more pleasure. You let me lick at every inch of you as you tie my hands to the head and foot of the bed. As you're almost done with the last you bring one of your legs over my shoulder to stand on the ground and sit on my neck and face. I lick at your balls that are at my mouth and after you finish your knot, you slap my face with your erect cock.

"Your tongue is completely dry. You trying to hurt Master?" I shake my head "Open" I open my mouth and you spit in it harshly. You take your fingers and rub your spit all over my tongue with so much force my head is pushed back at an extreme angle against the side of the mattress. Your fingers go so far down my throat and you push up into the back of my tongue as if you were fingering my pussy and pushing into my Gspot. I gag over and over without you stopping and my throat slams shut trying not to vomit and your fingers are pushed a little out into my mouth. I'm drooling all over your fingers and it's running down my face as you rub my tongue once more to lube it up. You get up off of me and turn quickly, bending over me and delivering a hard spank with your slobbery hand to my pussy.

My thighs close of their own accord and you hold my knees with one hand while you guide your cock into my mouth until you feel my nose breathing your nuts. You fuck my throat slowly as you bring your other hand to my knees and spread my legs. Then your wet hand delivers fast hard slaps, left inner thigh, right inner thigh, pussy. You can't help but moan at the shiver of my legs and the tightening of my throat around your cock from the sting. You run your hand from my pussy up my body sensually, feeling my skin and the goosebumps on it from my discomfort and my extreme arousal at my treatment. You feel the tightness in my throat and push push and push, to get further in.

My teeth cut into your pelvis and my nose is splitting your balls. You can feel me starting to struggle. I haven't had a breath in a dangerous amount of time and you laugh. Laugh at me for taking it, laugh that you don't care about me breathing. Laugh that there's nothing more that you want right now than completely plugging me. You grab my throat and squeeze before reluctantly pulling out. You crouch down so you're right up in my face.

"Did you think you were going to get to breathe when I pulled out? You were wrong though weren't you? I decide. I decide when you breathe." You lick my face from temple to jaw and as you let go of my throat and I gasp for breath, you slap me hard where you just licked so it hurts more. It brought me back from the unconsciousness I was on the brink of from oxygen depravation, but the pain froze me, keeping me from being able to catch my breath right away.

You walk away from my head, cock swinging and make your way around the bed. You get to my legs and look at my dripping pussy.

"I was going to reward you for how well you did with my cock fucking your throat, but it seems you enjoyed that." Holding one of my thighs down, you use your other hand to collect my wetness. "Head up." I raise my head and watch what you're doing to me even though the burn in my neck and throat from being used is killing me. You're rough as you separate my lips to get every drop from me and then you flick your hand at me, throwing the wetness in my face. You smear your hand all over, my forehead, eyes, nose, you grab my cheeks so it makes my mouth pucker and then you slap me. Twice forehand to my left cheek, followed by a quick backhand to my right and another forehand before pushing my head back again.

To be continued...