You watch me as I bathe. I make my legs smooth for you, because you wish it and I wish to please you. I shave my pussy until the skin is baby soft, hiding nothing from you, my beloved Master. I make this bath a ritual, as is most of my preparation for presenting myself to you. You don't often watch me, but tonight is special. Tonight is the anniversary of the night I received my formal collar from you. I smile, touching my beautiful collar as I bathe my body in deep, sudsy, perfumed body wash. Everything down to my toes must be soft, deliciously scented. My hair has been piled on my head in a loose knot, tendrils falling about my shoulders here and there, dampening when touching my wet skin. Satisfied that I am clean and smooth for your pleasure, I rise from the bathtub. My nipples harden at the rush of cool air and I see you smile. I take the towel, wrap it around my body, and step out onto the bathmat. Our bathroom is quite large and you are sitting in a comfy chair across the room, near the dressing table. I cross over to you and as I approach you, I drop my towel. My body is damp, still warm from the steamy water, scented lightly from my body wash. I drop to my knees and back onto my heels in front of you, legs spread and hands palm down on the tops of my thighs. I bow my head and wait for you. I sense you move and I feel your hand caressing my hair, letting the loose strands slip through your fingertips. Your hand slips lower, tilting my chin so that your eyes meet mine. The love, adoration, and pride show brightly and I smile, shyly, at the loving approval of my Master.
"Do I please you, my Master?" I ask quietly.
"You please me very much, my own." Your voice is hushed, and I begin to feel the heat radiate from your hands and your eyes. "Rise, mine."
I do as you bid, and as I rise you rise out of your chair. You pull me towards you and take my mouth, claiming me in a heated kiss, your hands holding me to you tightly. I feel your arousal grow against me. Your hand goes to my hair and loses it from the knot, letting it fall freely around my shoulders. You grip my hair tightly, tugging here and there, causing me to whimper into your mouth.
"Please me, pet." You growl into my mouth. I immediately drop to my knees, untying your drawstring pants, letting them pool around your ankles and helping you to step out of them. I slide my hands up your thighs, your skin soft and the texture of your hair making it rough. Your scent is fresh, having showered before I bathed. Your cock is beautiful and I take it in my hand, lightly running my fingers up and down its length. I lean forward and lightly flick the head with my tongue, tasting the shiny drop of pre-cum that has already begun to form. I run my tongue along the ridge to the base of your cock, licking and sucking your balls. I hear you sigh and your hands grip my hair, twining your fingers in the strands. Light kisses trace back to the head of your cock and I take you full into my mouth, tasting your velvety salty-sweetness.
"Mmmmmm..." I moan around your cock and I feel it jump in my mouth. You taste so sweet, so smooth. I can't get enough of you and I begin to suck you deeper into my mouth, feeling you bounce back against my throat. I begin to swallow and I feel you go deeper and you moan deep in your throat, feeling my throat massage your cock. I pull back and begin to worship your cock with my tongue, licking, sucking, tasting, teasing. I feel you grow harder as I work you over and your breathing begins to get more and more labored. You pull me up and off of your cock, stopping me from making you cum.
"No, pet...not yet." Your breathing is uneven and your voice is strained. I know that I have taken you to the brink of orgasm and you see the disappointment on my face.
"Please, Master...I wish to please you..." I begin, but you cut me off.
"But you *do* please me, pet. I am very proud of my sweet, submissive girl."
Your words make me glow and I smile and sigh, leaning my forehead against your broad chest. I feel your hands rub up and down my back and then your hands on my shoulders, turning me and pushing me towards the dressing table.
"Now pet, finish making yourself ready for tonight. We have plans to keep." You turn and leave the room, allowing me to lotion and perfume my body, put on my makeup, and finish getting ready. I quickly finished getting ready, wanting to be close to you my only thought. I slide on my stockings, the line up the back perfectly straight, and clip them to my garters. I put on my black pencil skirt and slide a formfitting jacket on over my black brocade corset, completing the outfit. My shoes are 3 inch heels and remind me of shoes that the pin ups wore. You prefer that look I have found and are often picking out clothing and shoes that are reminiscent of that time. My make up even mimics that look. It pleases you and compliments my features and I love it regardless.
I wait for you in the hallway, nervously smoothing my skirt, checking my nylons. You appear in the hall and I smile, taking your offered arm as we walk out the door. Later, we arrive at a small restaurant, owned by a friend of yours. It is empty and I look around, puzzled.
"But...Master...where are the other people?" I ask you and you just smile.
"Pet, be a good girl and eat your meal. We will talk over coffee." The look on your face is that of mischievousness and I am curious to what you have planned.
My heart begins to beat. I have no idea what you are about to do, but I can not wait to find out. "Master...?" I start but again, you cut me off. "Shhh, pet...drink your coffee." Again your eyes show mischievousness and the glitter brightly in the candle light.
My hands tremble as I lift my cup and sip the warm dark liquid. You reach your hand across the table and squeeze my hand.
"Where are you, pet?" You ask.
"With my Master who loves me" I answer softly.
I begin to calm down. Coffee finished, everything is removed from the table. The room glows with candle light. You rise and come to me, taking my hand and pulling me from my chair. You kiss me and I melt, your tongue tasting me, me tasting you. I feel my jacket slide from my shoulders and it falls to the floor. My skirt is unzipped and it falls to the floor along with my jacket. I am almost nude, wearing nothing but my corset, and stockings and garter belt. You dip your hand between us and flick against my pussy, never covered so that you may feel what is yours whenever you wish. I am wet, and you chuckle, sliding two fingers into my hotness and then back into me, teasing me and stroking me. "M..mm..master!" I gasp at your touch. You simply look at me and smile.
"Strip for me, pet." You say and I obey, never taking my eyes off of yours as I remove my stockings, garter belt, and corset. You take my hand and lead me to a booth table. You raise me and sit me upon the table top, situating yourself between my legs. You lean me back on my elbows and then you begin to disrobe. Finally, the last item of clothing is removed and you are as naked as I am. Your cock is hard, showing the level of your desire. We both had no orgasm from earlier and you are as anxious about this as I am. Slowly you enter me, and my head drops back, savoring the sensation of being filled by you. "Touch yourself, pet. I want you to cum for me." My hand reaches down, feeling how hard and slick my clit is from wanting you so much. I rub slowly in circles, almost teasing myself. You watch me as you fuck me, pulling out slowly then slamming back into me. You begin to fuck me faster, raising my legs until they are over your arms. My pussy begins to tighten and I feel the orgasm rising, "Please...Master...please?" I begin to beg, needing that release. "Not. Yet." You say through gritted teeth. "Keep rubbing." Oh god...you let go of one of my legs and reach up, pinching my nipple and pulling, hard. "Ah....Master..please!!! Oh please let me cum..." I cry out, rubbing my clit and arching my back, the sensations overwhelming me. "No, pet..no" You fuck me hard, slamming into my pussy, the slapping of skin against skin the only sound heard beyond that of our own moans of pleasure. "Ah, pet...I do love fucking you.." You sigh as you pull out of me..."No, don't leave me!" I open my eyes and look as you pull back and look at me. You pull my legs until I am off of the table top. As soon as my feet touch the floor, you spin me and push me forward, slapping my ass and pinching my nipple. I moan and whimper, still aching for the orgasm that I have been denied. Hearing my whimpers pleases you, so I know that you will continue to deny me until you want to hear me scream out for you. I feel you kiss down my back, until you reach the cleft between my ass cheeks. Your hands massage and squeeze each cheek, slowly spreading them apart, until my pink rosebud is in front of you. I feel your breath and then I feel your tongue sweep across it and little shivers run up my spine. You dip your fingers into my pussy, then slide them up to my ass, sliding one finger in, massaging and fucking me slowly. I writhe a bit and you add another finger, stretching me slightly and continuing to slowly fuck my ass with your fingers. Another finger is added and I begin to moan, the stretching starting to heat my ass, my pussy desperately wanting to be filled. You continue to fuck my ass with your fingers, stretching me to accommodate you. I feel you slowly enter my pussy with your cock...its wetness coating you. I feel you penetrating me both ways. You reach your other hand around and begin to rub my clit, rolling it with your fingers. I begin to shake as you begin to fuck my pussy faster and my ass with your hand. Suddenly, you stop and you remove your fingers from my ass. I look back and you have reached into the booth next to you and you have something in your hand. It is a plug, thick like your cock. In your other hand you have a small egg. I feel you drop something cold on my ass and then I feel the pressure of the plug against me. You push in until my body gives in. Slowly you inch in the plug and I begin to quiver. You have never done this before and I am excited and very aroused. It is so deliciously tight. You can feel my wetness on your cock, while you are still in my pussy. You turn it on and I feel a buzz inside me, against your cock and you begin to growl, deep in your throat. You begin to fuck me with force, slapping my ass as you slam into me. You reach around and place the egg against my clit, turning it on and letting it buzz torturously against me. I begin to writhe and moan..."Oh god please Master let me cum. Please let me cum...oh god I don't think I can hold it...please I'll be a good girl, please let me cum for you. I want to cum so hard for you..."
"Not yet, pet....oooh I'm not done fucking you" You say and I begin to sob, the pleasure is so great.
"oooh Master...ooohhh my Master...please...oh god PLEASE let me cum..."I sob, my heart beating wildly, sweat pouring from my body.