Soft moans fill the room as I sit with my legs drawn up, my chin resting on my knees, lightly rocking back and forth. As I near my orgasm, I suddenly stop. My naked body damp with perspiration, I quietly sit and wait for her to arrive home.
Not long after, her footsteps are heard approaching the front door. The sound of her heels making contact with the floor with each step, send shivers throughout my entire body. Picturing her walking towards the door, her long strides, carrying herself so gracefully and not forgetting, with such confidence.
I hear the key turn and my body freezes. The door shuts and the room fills with light. My eyes blink rapidly as they adjust to the bright light. In my mind, I am screaming for her to walk over here, the need to see and feel her is nearly unbearable. The sound of her footsteps now next to me, I turn my head, but because of my confines, I can't see her, my Mistress.
I turn back just in time to see her kneel down, her face now visible, inches away from my own, just on the other side of the cage door. Her blue eyes sparkling like the ocean water on a hot summer day.
"Babygirl I can smell you. Just what have you been up to today?"
I remain quiet knowing she is humiliating me by pointing out the obvious.
"I hope you remembered our little discussion, the one stating that you are not allowed to cum outside of my presence?"
My mouth suddenly goes dry, I swallow hard before saying, "Yes Mistress, I remember. I did not touch myself while you were away. I am your good girl."
Mistress stands and unlocks my cage door. She walks silently to her bed and sits on the edge.
"Submissive position at my feet, now."
I push my head against the cage door and begin crawling out of my cage. With my head down, I crawl to her bed. Remaining on my knees at her feet, I lean forward as if I was stretching, my hard nipples making contact with the carpet, my ass rising high into the air. My lips now only a few inches from her black heels, wanting desperately to be closer to her.
"Did my Babygirl miss her Mistress?"
"Yes," I softly reply.
"Show me."
I inhale deeply, knowing now I would be able to get close to my Mistress. I lower my head a bit more, closing the space between her heels and my lips. I passionately kiss her heels as if they were her lips instead of just her shoes. I moan in frustration and disappointment once she pulls her feet away from me and stands up and walks behind me. Soon after, I feel her fingers run along my pussy lips. Moans immediately begin escaping from me as my tongue runs across, moistening my lips, my eyes tightly shut. Her fingers now run along my bare ass and then once again back on my pussy lips. With the excitement now rapidly building inside of me, I push myself further against her fingers. The hard smack on my ass surprises me and I yelp in pain as my eyes open wide. My eyes bulge with the second slap and my ass is on fire by the third. I remain still, breathing heavily and after a few seconds am finally able to croak, "Sorry Mistress."
I feel her fingers return to running the length of my now very swollen, excessively dripping pussy lips.
"Babygirl do you know what today is?"
"Mmm of course Mistress, it's our anniversary."
"Good girl."
Her fingers dip inside of me and I let out a long, urgent moan. Her fingers now coated with my juices, her fingers brush against my hard clit, leaving me to silently plead for her to return her fingers inside of me. Desperately seeking any part of her deep inside of me.
"You know you mean everything to me?"
Her fingers picking up pace on my hard clit.
"Oh god⦠Yes Mistress, as you are for me."
Her fingers stop stroking me and I dare not whine at the loss. I sensed something big was about to take place.
"I love and care for you so much Babygirl and I never want to cause you any pain, physically or mentally. However, I do know that certain dark desires exist deep inside of you waiting to be released."
I remain on my knees with my eyes closed. Countless evenings of Mistress and I in bed talking and holding each other flashing through my mind. Her long fingers twirling and playing about in my blond hair as I confessed to her my secret desires. She listened carefully as Mistress's do, but admitted she would have a hard time turning my fantasies into reality. I silently listened as she revealed to me that her main objective was to never cause me any pain, even if I requested it. There was a fine line between pleasure and pain and in her eyes, what I was requesting was far beyond her limits.
"Babygirl, I am willing to give you what you have longed for all these years. To let you expose your true submissive nature. Turn and face me."
Shakily, I turn and face the woman now standing in front of me. Her body towers mine as I remain on the floor. Even when standing beside my Mistress, she remains four inches taller than I. Her light brown hair framing her face, coming to a rest just above her petite breasts. Her figure, slim yet with the right curves allowing more for me to worship. And those blue eyes, bright when we are lovers, yet piercing when I deserve punishment. The woman who is willing to set aside her beliefs, even if only for one night, to please her sub the way she has long awaited for. I meet her eyes, my lover's eyes and most importantly, my Mistress's eyes. She bends down, her hands on either cheek, and kisses me tenderly.
"Are you ready Babygirl?"
I stare long and hard into those blue eyes. Mistress was so determined to satisfy my desires despite her feelings and lack of acceptance of such games.
"I love you Mistress."
A soft smile appears and Mistress kisses me ever so lovingly again.
"I'll be back in a minute Babygirl, go lie on my bed and wait. I lie on her bed terribly aroused, my nipples rock hard begging to be stimulated, my pussy swollen and pink. When about twenty minutes had ticked by, I was shaking with anticipation. I should have known Mistress would torture me by making me wait. Finally, Mistress appears by my side. No words are exchanged as she secures me to her bedposts. My legs lewdly spread, her fingers stroking my aching clit. My whole body tenses at her touch, needing more contact.
"So wet Babygirl. I do believe I'll steal a quick taste."