Good Girl Ch 01

They walk into the bar, a very small place. He is walking behind her this time and she is pretty sure it's the short skirt that is the reason for Him walking behind her. She smiles a little. She adds a little extra wiggle in her walk knowing it is pleasing him to watch her. He takes her hand and leads her to the bar, motions for her to sit and orders drinks. She looks around a bit. It's dark and crowded, music playing from somewhere. The bartender hands her a drink and Master tells him to keep them coming. She sighs, no play tonight, he is allowing her to drink.

Master moves in close...she loves the feel of him close. He whispers in her ear "Both hands on the drink slut do not move and DON'T make a sound" she responds instantly. Her eyes wide she takes a deep breath as she feels his ever so light touch moving slowly up her leg. Another whisper in here ear, "Open" and she parts her thighs a bit more while trying to be discreet. She then looks at him and sees the devil dancing in his eyes. Quickly her eyes are back on her drink. His hand moves so slowly, the touches so light, she fights the urge to move into his touch and her legs begin to tremble. She tries to control her breathing, but her heart is beating hard and fast. His fingers running over her now swollen lips so lightly she wants to beg him for more, but she stays still and quiet, two hands on her drink.

He speaks softly, "Wet...such a nasty cunt," and then chuckles as he moves closer to her so that no one will be able to see what he is doing and slowly slips two fingers deep into her. She gasps and her hands clutch the edge of the bar...she looks up and sees the bartender's head turn and a smile upon his lips. Her heart races and her head is spinning, she took her hands off of the drink, and damn that sound that escaped her lips!

Her eyes catch his and he is angry. He moves closer and she can feel his hot breath on her cheek as he commands her to get up and go to the ladies' room, do not go in, and wait for him at the door. She fumbles nervously to get off the stool and pull her skirt down over her bottom knowing there is a wet spot left behind on the stool, and heads for the corridor where the restrooms are located.

He lets her stand there for a few minutes, watching her and loving the fidgeting and nervous expression on her face. He walks slowly to the rest rooms as she watches him approach....grabs her by the hair and pushes her into the men's room. He then tells her "not a sound, hole, and this time I mean it." She nods. He is still holding her hair and the movement hurts and puts her at ease at the same time. His voice has changed, he still speaks to her softly, but it is deeper, sort of like a growl, and this lets her know it's time for serious.

He lets go of her hair and steps back to lock the door as he instructs her to place her hands on the wall up above her head and spread her legs wide. She starts to tremble with excitement when she hears the door lock She does as she is told, her back slightly arched pushing her sex up toward Master. He moves behind her and gives a little chuckle as he reaches around and under her blouse to her breasts and quickly pulls and twists her nipples, She feels his hard cock on her ass and presses into him. He reaches into his jacket pocket and then back around to her breasts, pulls at, and then clamps each nipple. He tugs the chain hard, holds it taught for a moment, then, lets it drop. She is extremely aroused and wants Master to take her right there. Her breathing is heavy and rapid. He knows what she wants right now.

He steps back again and she hears him unbuckle his belt, her body trembles with excitement as she thinks to herself that she isn't going to be punished. In what seems a split second, she hears the belt being pulled quickly through the loops of his jeans. Before it registers in her mind she feels the unmistakable sting of the belt across the back of her thighs....a tug of the chain and then a whisper in her ear, "Good girl, Master knows you know how to behave properly," then, "shhhhhhh," as he lifts her skirt up to her waist. Another one across her ass this time and harder then the last, she almost loses balance and regains it at the last second. He moves close and spreads her sex; she is wet and more then ready. He slips one finger inside and she feels the walls of her cunt squeeze tight around it. He moves along side of her, she can feel the excitement ...hear it in the way he is breathing. Again he pulls the clamps, then holds the chain up against the wall pulling them tightly. With one hand leaning against the wall and another in her cunt her tells her "Fuck my finger you nasty bitch." She whimpers and then, harshly, he tells her, "Do it Now!"

She grinds her pussy on his finger pushing it deeper into her wet hole. She can hear with each movement how wet and needy she is, her clit is so engorged that the slightest touch would send her over the edge, she is close and she lets out a moan. In an instant his finger is gone from her hole and she can feel the muscles clench. He wraps her own thumbs around the chain of the clamps and steps behind her again. Three hard ones with the belt across her ass and thighs. He sticks his fingers still wet with her cum into her mouth and tells her to suck them clean. He is practically nose to nose with her as she sucks his fingers and he tells her "Little bitch in heat can't keep quiet while she fucks my finger. Have you added how many lashes with the belt in your little cunt head yet, my dear? I count five. You got five. That was punishment. What's to come is not punishment, it's just because Master feels like."

He unlocks the door and pulls her skirt down over her ass, steps back and looks, then lifts it just a bit. He tells her she can let go of the chain but not remove the clamps. She is to leave the bar and go straight to the car. She is in her "place." She doesn't care if her skirt is too high or the clamps show through her thin blouse, that her thighs are wet or her legs shaky from the need. She walks out of the men's room and straight to the car waiting for him. He stuffs the belt in his jacket pocket and heads for the bar to pay.

The night air is chilly and she shivers at the feel of the cold chain dangling between her breasts, she watches the door waiting for Master. He walks out smiling and she smiles back at him. He pushes her against the car and slips his leg between hers, she presses her hungry pussy against his knee as he roughly kisses her lips. She feels his hands wander up to the clamps and he releases both at once. She feels the warmth of her juices flowing between her legs and her whimpers from the clamps being released are muffled by his hot wet kisses. He pushes away from her and tells her to get in the car.