I wake up after noticing your warmth gone from my side, something completely different from how I fell asleep. I go turn on my side, sleepily, longing for you, only to find that I can't turn very far. My arms are bound above my head and my legs are tied down spread open at the base of the bed.
"Love?" I ask, turning my head towards where I can barely see you in the darkness.
"Ah, good," you say as you run your warm hand down my naked body. "My little slut's awake."
"What's going on?" I ask, confused. For some reason, my brain still hasn't caught up with what you're doing to me.
"I'm going to make you scream," you say, grabbing my breast and beginning to roll the nipple between your fingers. It hurts, but it also feels good, and when you begin to give my other breast the same treatment, I moan.
"That's right," you say as you begin to kiss my neck, "Moan for Master."
I squirm in pleasure, trying to give you better access and begging you to bite me. You don't, instead letting the anticipation build. Then, suddenly, you kiss me deeply, thrusting your tongue into my mouth before pulling back to bite my pierced lip, hard. Simultaneously, you twist my nipples extra hard, and I moan and arc my back.
Before I can kiss you back, though, you've moved your mouth away from mine and back to my neck. You kiss and lick your way up and down my skin, occasionally breathing out hot air that makes me shiver. You lightly bite my earlobe, and I sigh out in pleasure.
Not satisfied, you grip my hair and jerk my head to the side so my full neck is exposed. You finally bite down, hard, and I moan. You repeat, biting up and down my neck, eliciting a moan each time. Finally, when you get to the spot just above where my shoulder meets my neck, you bite, and then begin to suck.
I start to protest, not wanting to deal with the knowing glances the next day and you pull away. "You are mine," you say. "And I'm going to brand you as I see fit."