You walk in the door to find the house empty but for me, naked and kneeling by your chair. Your day has been hard and unkind. You take your place in the chair, and I wait for you to permit my attention. You finally nod, and, still on my knees, I arise to kiss you, pressing my naked body against your legs. Your arms encircle me and welcome my homage and affection. We kiss passionately, our tongues playing together. I look into your eyes and once again submit all that I am to you. I give you control.
Our kiss breaks and you tell me I may suck your incredible cock. Gladly I obey, gently pulling back the skin to expose the beautiful head. I kiss it tenderly. You lean back in your chair to relax and enjoy. My tongue lightly brushes over the head of your cock and around the rim several times. I bend down to kiss your nutts, and tickle them with my tongue. Your cock jumps in response. One by one, I gently suck your nutts into my warm, wanting mouth, then both. Your cock is now standing for me, and I am pleased to bring you pleasure. I lick the length of your shaft, and once again encircle the rim. Your cock is now hard. You sit up and tell me to stand. I do.
"You need to be shaven," you say.
"Yes, Master, as it pleases you."
"Get what is required and prepare yourself."
"Obediently, Master."
I turn to go and gather the necessary tools, shaving cream, a razor, and a damp towel, and meet you at your bed.
"Take your place," you command, and quickly I am face up on the bed, arms and legs open for you. You smile as our eyes meet, and you receive my complete surrender. Deftly, you bind my wrists and ankles with the ropes attached to the bed frame. You kneel between my legs, and let your eyes caress my body. I squirm with desire for you. At your first touch, I cream. Your hands run over my body, caressing my soft, fragrant skin. I can feel you still hard cock brush against me as you lean to touch me. You smile at my obvious arousal, and quickly dip your tongue into my juices for a sample.
You reach for the shaving cream and soap my needy pussy. Gently, you glide the razor over the sensitive folds of my pussy. You hold the lips open and slide the razor across the hidden places. I cannot lie still, yet you carefully finish the job, and place the damp towel on my cleanly shaven pussy.
You move toward my face and put your cock in my mouth. "I want you to wear my cum tonight."
"Gladly, my Master." I suck your fulness into my mouth hard. Your hips respond and give me all of it. You can feel it hitting the back of my throat, and my tongue squeezing against it. It is hard to breathe, you are filling me so, yet I suck you deeper still. You are so hard. Your cock has mastered me. You feel my teeth touch your sensitive skin lightly. You ram it in and out as I suck with all my might. I know you are about ready ... suddenly you pull away, and I feel your hot cum hit my face. You pump more and yet more onto my face and neck. You smile, and lie down beside me with your arm across my breasts. You rub your sticky cum all over my face, my neck, and my breasts.
"You have pleased me, my sweet sub."
"it is a joy to do so, Master."
After several minutes, you get up and release my bounds. "Put on that purple T-shirt dress. The low-cut one. We are going out."
"Yes, Master. Anything else, Master?"
"Yes, get two rubber bands and your buttplug." I present the rubber bands and plug to you. You kiss and lick each nipple and apply a rubber band tightly around each one. "Now, bend over and grab your ankles." I do, and you slowly insert the buttplug into my bum. "Now put on the dress and sandals. Nothing else."
"Yes, Master, as it pleases you." You permit me to tidy my hair and makeup. "Where are we going, Master."
"We are going to a restaurant and then a movie, my sub. Get me your collar and leash." You buckle the collar around my neck, and we step out onto the sidewalk.
'Thank you, Master" I am happy to be by your side. We walk to the restaurant, because it is only 3 blocks away. The buttplug fills my bottom just enough to bring me to the edge. My nipples are standing nicely and strain against the thin fabric. You are pleased with the way my breasts and nipples look, and the dried cum on my neck and chest also pleases you. We are both smiling.
We arrive at the restaurant and are seated. You remind me I am not permitted to cross my legs or ankles in any way, and you look around the room to see who may profit from the view. You wave. It is a friend of yours who has not yet met me. He comes over to greet you, and you introduce me as yours. My face flushes, and I have to concentrate to not cum, but I do not have your permission. We finish eating and you take my hands across the table. You can see in my face, that I am hanging on the edge, and you smile.