Continued from part 1...
My Master, Rob, had just made me cum with his fingers and mouth. He made me wait for him to give me permission before I came. That was the control that I had been longing for. Laying there arms and legs bound, at his mercy, with him deciding how and telling me when I was going to cum made it one of the most powerful orgasms I had ever had.
Once he made me cum with his fingers, he put his mouth on my center and began licking and sucking the cum that was leaking from me. I laid spread eagle, secured to the bed posts, trying to bring my breathing under control. My pussy was still having spasms and his mouth was doing nothing to lessen that. I wanted to lift his head from my center, but I was bound and at his mercy. Once he had lapped up all my juice, his tongue started probing my pussy. Darting in and out, twisting and turning. I gasped as he fucked me with his tongue and his fingers played with my clit. "Oh God" I moaned.
I struggled to close my legs. He noticed and chuckled as he continued to tongue fuck me. He knew of my struggles receiving oral sex and had told me that he would use my body for his pleasure any way he saw fit. I would just have to get over my fears regarding oral sex, if he wanted me to cum from his mouth.
Although I still felt uneasy about it, I couldn't stop myself and pushed myself against his mouth. I wanted more. My entire body was focused between my legs. I could think of nothing more. I wanted to cum again. I wanted to please my Master. I barely heard an animal noise and realized that it came from me. I'd never made such primal sounds before then. Knowing I was ready to cum, he pinched my clit and thrusted his tongue deep inside me. I couldn't hold back any longer. I came again, harder than I had the first time. I could feel my pussy clenching and the cum dripping. My Master continued to suck at my juice, drinking it all down.
He continued to play with my pussy, my clit and my nipples with his mouth, tongue and teeth for what seemed like hours. I don't know how many times I came. Each time I would beg him to stop, telling him I didn't think I could handle anymore. He told me over and over that he would decide when I'd had enough. Although I didn't think I could have another orgasm, I always wound up begging him to let me cum. I would move my hips to fuck his fingers or his tongue. I would beg him to go deeper. I would whimper his name and moan. He would bring me to the edge and then back off, not allowing me to cum when I was ready, but making me wait until he was ready. Every time I would cum, he would lap at my juices and it would start all over again. My entire body was shaking with the intense orgasms I had had and I was exhausted. He looked up at me, his face covered with my cum and smiled, saying "Well done my pet."
He climbed my body and straddled me, his rock hard cock resting between my breasts. He told me to open my mouth and I obeyed. As my mouth lay open and hungry, he slowly fed his cock to me, telling me not to suck. He watched as I struggled not to wrap my lips around his cock and suck as it lay in my mouth. He slowly began to move his hips back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, over my bottom lip.
"Wrap your lips around my cock and suck" he said.