I am such a good Pet for Master.
For His birthday, I propose we find someone suitable to join us. Perhaps just the one session, or maybe longer if we like her. Because He is so pleased at my suggestion, He tells me that I can help pick her out, although He of course will be in charge of the specifics of courting her to our session. I tell Him I would like someone younger than me, a college girl. Preferably one with pale skin and dark hair, in shape but a soft body. We choose one carefully. I like her. She is excited about the prospect, but she won't know all the details until the actual session.
I blindfold her when she gets to our predetermined spot, a rented cabin. I tie her to a chair. She was instructed to arrive wearing a white cotton dress, no panties, flat shoes, and a lacy bra of her choice. I restrict her ankles and wrists. Master allows me to do this because He feels she may be more at ease if she can feel my soft breasts sliding over her trembling body, hear my quiet, slow breathing in her ear as she is tied. He is right and is amused to see her lean in and attempt to nuzzle my neck at one point. He steps in at this:
"No, you don't get to touch my Pet yet. First we have to discuss the rules."
Now that she is properly bound, He removes her blindfold. She is able to really look at us for the first time since arriving. I am wearing black heels, sheer black thigh high stockings, black lace panties and a matching bra, a black collar, and my hair is pulled back into a high ponytail. Master is also dressed in black; corduroy pants, button down shirt. She can't keep her eyes off of Him. It pleases me to see her watch Him so hungrily; He is my Master and worthy of so much worship.
He explains to her that I am His Pet, and what a good Pet I am. I have knelt at his side at this point and am enjoying the gentle strokes I am receiving in accompaniment to this speech. He continues by explaining my idea for His birthday: to have someone join us, that we chose her. She looks thrilled. He tells her that there are a few rules if she would like to participate.
First, should she choose at any time to stop or leave, she should use the safeword. We would be disappointed if she did, but not half as disappointed as she would be because of what she would miss out on. Second, she would answer only to slave while in the room.
Her eyes flicker to my place at His feet and He reads the unasked question in her eyes.
"She has earned the position of Pet," Master tells her, fingering the collar at my neck, "Look at her, doesn't she deserve it?"
The slave nods.
I look up at Master and he nods an affirmation. I get up from my place and walk slowly to her. I lean in and whisper in her ear.
"You answer 'Yes, Sir' when Master speaks to you, slave." Punctuated by a long, slow lick starting from her earlobe. "And you will call me ma'am. Do you understand?"
"Yes," she whispers.
Mmm, I purr quietly and glance at Master over my shoulder. He nods to me again.
"Close your mouth," I tell her. And then I smack her across the face; not hard as she is fresh and unused to pain, but enough to get her attention.
"What?" I question her again.
"Yes, ma'am," she replies.
"That is much better," I smile and plant a lingering kiss on her lips before returning to Master. He tells her that His Kitty is going to show her how kind and gracious Master can be if the slave will only listen and obey. And that all pain will be rewarded with pleasure.
There is a table across from her. He tells me to lean over it with my feet spread wide and my arms clutching the sides, my chest laid flat and my face turned so I can see the slave. Master brings over the riding crop. He slides my panties to my ankles. He strikes me until my ass is a beautiful bright red. He watches her reaction to my stifled cries.
She looks both scared and excited.
When Master is finished, He flips me over, being careful not to brush the stinging flesh against the table, so my wet pussy is facing Him. He hooks my feet over each of his shoulders, kneeling, and instructs me to look at the slave. Then He tells her that this is Pet's reward for taking punishment so well. That He is saving His cock for later. I lock eyes with her as I cum on His tongue. He dips His fingers into me and walks over to her. He instructs her to lick them clean.
"Doesn't my Pet taste delicious?"
"Yes, Sir."
I have slipped my panties back up, but the red marks Master has made are still visible; she can't keep her eyes off of them. He tells her it is her turn to play now. He unties her wrists while I kneel at her feet and untie her ankles. She remains seated though, with me at her feet.
Master tells her He would like her to experience how good His Pet is, how well He has trained her. He slides her dress up and tells me to lick her until she is close to the edge, but not to let her cum -- yet. I move in between her knees and place my hands on her thighs.
"No, Kitty," Master moves my hands and places them behind my back, "I said to lick her, you will use your hands only when you are told to."
"Yes, Master," comes the muffled reply from His very good Pet.
It doesn't take long before she is arching her back and moving forward into me.
"That's enough, Kitty, stand up."
When I turn to face Him, Master kisses her wetness from my face as we listen to the slave whimper for more. By now His cock is more than ready, and He is growing weary of waiting for attention. Master tells her to get up from the chair. It takes her a moment to register His command.
"Close your mouth," I tell her. And I smack her face. Harder than the first time, she should be learning by now. "Stand up. Master doesn't like to repeat Himself."
She gets shakily to her feet, moving so He can take her place in the chair. Master tells her to kneel at His feet. This she does quickly. He tells me to come to His head, to slowly, gently, take out His glorious cock and present it to the slave. I run my hands down his chest and unzip His pants, leaving them buttoned though. I free His sex from the boxers underneath. She looks hungrily at it, inches from her face.
"Mmm, Master, she looks so hungry," I purr in His ear.
