Lip Service

I sit up in bed, remembering the delicious dream I was just having, needing to write it down before it fades back into the ether. This one was especially nice and i don't want to forget it.

It starts how it always does, in that bedroom. The one that always makes us feel safe and protected. The tall four poster bed, the fireplace, the desk where i write all my favorite stories down, the fuzzy rug on the floor, the chair where You sit and the cushion on the floor that is mine.

I am writing at my desk when You walk in. "what are you writing?" even though You knew exactly what was on the paper in front of me. A series of mantras, starting with the ones that are hardest for me. Writing each 50 times before moving on to the next. "my place is to serve, service is my place." "good girl. Now take your place" without a word, i put the pen down and get up out of the chair. I put my hands behind my back as i walk over to my cushion, standing, waiting patiently for You to sit in your chair. You walk over slowly, taking your time to take in the view as you come closer.

I am standing naked before You, the only thing on me is the bruises left from a well deserved spanking and various words You thought were appropriate for my behavior from the session the night before. Cum slut was written across my chest, For Sir's use only written across my ass with an arrow downward. That one caused me the most shame when i saw it and therefore brought you the most enjoyment. You love to make me remember all the ways in which i become a shameless whore for you. Which might be why i have that written on my inner thighs. You start reading the words on my body, tracing your fingers over the words as you say each one. I keep my head up and stare ahead, i know dropping my head and giving into the shame will result in a paddle to my ass for each time. Tonight my ass is a little too sore to enjoy that.

You settle into your seat, in a pair of sweatpants. I lower myself to the floor, knees resting on the cushion, at least shoulder width apart, as is required. You take in the scene of me, and lean back casually in the chair so you will be the most comfortable and say "worship". I lower my head to your feet and breathe in deeply as i rub my head across your feet. You bask in the knowledge this has always been something i said i wouldn't do, but it didn't take you long to make me enjoy it. I can feel my pussy dripping from anticipation of what comes next. Though i don't know fully what it will entail, i know the pattern. Worship, Service and if im a really good girl, i might get to feel your cock deep inside my pussy. Though, usually it goes in a different hole altogether. Not that i would ever complain, i enjoy all the ways in which Master plays with his toy.

All too soon, you give the next command. "Service" and i sit up and start rubbing your cock through your pants. Again, rubbing my head against you, scenting myself on you. Feeling you grow under my hand, i let out a moan. "Such a shameless little slut, aren't you?" I don't even have words anymore, i just nod as i continue my worship of your cock. I slowly reach my hands up to move your pants, i need to feel your cock in my mouth. "Such a greedy little slut. Not yet." I continue moaning, feeling you grow harder as my desperation grows. I start begging, "please sir" and "i need" but the sound gets mostly buried as i speak it directly on your cock, only separated from me but such a thin bit of cloth. I can barely contain myself and you finally relent and allow me to bring your pants down so i might taste you.

I gently lick the tip. Caressing your member with my tongue, taking it all in slowly, deeper until i hit the back of my throat. You push just a little more and i gag ever so slightly. I come back to the head and slowly back down again. Worshiping your cock as a good toy should. As my pace increases, your hands find their way on my head, as you guide me up and down on your shaft. I gag a few times but that seems to be an enjoyment from you rather than a problem. I don't mind it, it reminds me of my place. To be of service as you wish, not for my own desires, but for yours.

I can feel you getting closer, the need building, as you move me faster on your cock. You tell me to cum and there is an immediate release between my legs. I start moaning around your cock as i cum hard. I want to pause to catch my breath, but i know i have to finish the job i was given. I have to focus around my throbbing pussy dripping cum as i feel the first of your cum hit the back of my throat. I keep going as i feel it flood my mouth, swallowing as i go.

All too soon, you are done and tell me to go get cleaned up as i made a huge mess. "Such a good little cum slut" i smile as i head to the bathroom to clean up. I can't wait to do this again tomorrow. If i am really lucky, Master might put it in my ass, though i'd never admit it out loud that is my second favorite place for you to put your cock in me.