"It's nice, Master", I say; almost a moan. Then, he gave me a second massager so I followed suit; except the end looked just like a regular outlet plug. The sensation was harder, and the feeling was more luxurious as he guides it all over my back, then shoulders. And arms. Suddenly he turns off the massager, and starts massaging me. My back was still tingling from the massager, and I welcomed his warm hands on my back.
Circling the base of my neck, my shoulder blades, and pressing into my tense spots like an expert. He moves to my scalp; massaging. Then every once in a while, pulls on my long ponytail. "Do you like that?" he says. I can only manage an "mmm..." and a smile. Ian smiles too; knowing that this is going well, but growls and yanks on my ponytail again. "I'm going to warn you now. You answer me when I speak to you, is that clear?" he says.
"Yes, master."
"Do not speak unless you're spoken to. Unless if you're using your safeword, or begging to come," he says authoritatively. "If you come without my permission, I will punish you. And you don't want that." He pauses, and I can feel his blazing eyes on me.
"Go onto the floor. Get on your knees, and sit on your ankles. Good girl", he says as he explores me with his eyes. "Now, open your legs, as far as you can," He orders. I dutifully do as I'm told, as he reaches his hand out to twist my nipples and massage my breasts, and I gasp. He kneels down onto the floor next to me, and takes my hardest nipple into his mouth. Licking and biting as he starts round one of sweet torture. Exploring every inch of my body with his mouth, and starts to get a feel for what gets me wet.
