Despite having slept tied up, collared, and beneath the Christmas tree, I awoke this morning surprising refreshed.
Last night, Milord decided that we would both enjoy decorating the tree if I were nude. He also made a game of it. If He picked up a red ornament from the bin, He would paddle my ass until it matched the shade of the ornament.
If I picked up a blue ornament, He would finger me until I came. Now this may seem like an easy game, but he also made the rule that before reaching into the bin, we would both look up, thereby somewhat assuring a random grab.
What I didn't know was that we apparently had twice as many red ornaments as blue!!! Good thing I'm a spanko because by the time the tree was fully decorated, my bottom had been blistered no fewer than fifteen times!!
Luckily, I'd also come at least that many times. Finally, the tree was looking absolutely beautiful.
"It's time to wrap up my present now," he said.
I looked at him, confused. He just laughed and told me to hold out my hands.
I did and he wrapped thick red satin ribbon around them, binding them together. He continued with the ribbon, wrapping it around my torso and legs. Gently, he helped me lie down beneath the tree and finished off my bindings with a big bow.
"But I was hoping to make love to you, Milord," I whined.
"We'll save that for tomorrow. Will it appease you, my love, if I use your mouth?"
I grinned and nodded. He threw his head back and laughed before removing his clothing and then kneeling above my open mouth.
With an ease of long practice, he slipped his cock down my throat. I gagged once and he waited a moment before continuing. In and out he plunged his incredible cock, fucking my mouth as forcefully as he would my pussy. I loved when he did this - making use of my body for his own pleasure. Some women might find this humiliating, but I find it liberating. My pussy was drenching the satin ribbon pulled tightly between my legs. I began to squirm, trying get myself off.
A sharp sting to my breasts stopped me. "You'll get your present in the morning, but only if you're good now. I've given you enough orgasms for one night."
I moaned, but controlled myself, keeping my mouth open and pressing my tongue against his smooth length. My jaws were aching and tears began to flow down my cheeks.
"Gods but you're beautiful," he ground out just before he released his cum and shot it down my throat.
He stood up, and said, "You'll sleep here tonight. I want you just like this - wrapped up and horny - when I wake up in the morning.
Now, Milord was standing above me, completely nude. My mouth (and pussy) watered at the sight of him. Slowly, he "unwrapped" his gift, freeing me from the ribbon bindings. He then spread my legs wide and tasted his gift. I lit up like -- well -- a christmas tree!
Seriously, there's nothing more luxurious than having your man eat your pussy first thing in the morning! Within moments I was coming all over his face and he was making delicious lapping sounds.
