The ringing phone brought me back to reality. I knew right away who it was... it was her, she had instructions for me, and maybe she was coming home already and was in the mood to play. Only one way to find out, I reach for the phone answering it with a slight cracking to my voice.
"Yes mistress?" I managed to let out.
"I had a bad day, I want you hard and on the bed NOW" she said with a commanding voice
"I... I'm sorry mistress.. Of course I'll do as you wish right away mistress" I replied as quickly as I could.
As I started to stimulate myself, I found myself marveling at how such a small framed woman could make her voices decibels go from a tender loving sound to such a loud commanding voice so easily. I am brought back to reality once again, this time by a slamming of the front door. My hard member oozing pre-cum, mistress' favorite treat, I slow my motions and stop, laying my hand down to my side, my firm thick member sticking straight up in the air, Pre-cum running down the length of the shaft.
"Welcome home mistress" I yell out, with out moving, hesitant to do more than speak.
"Who gave you permission to talk SLAVE?" she yells back, obviously annoyed with whatever had not gone her way at work today.
I hear her rustling with a few things in the adjacent room. Fearing that my hardness would go limp before she comes in to the room to do as she pleases with me, I begin to once again work my shaft slowly working the pre-cum around the thickness of my erect manhood. She enters the room dressed in a latex dress. Her breasts flowing out of the openings, nipples erect with anticipation of having her way with me.
"What are you doing?" she asked, sanding at the doorway of the medium sized room.
"I feared that I would not be hard enough for you mistress, so I began to jerk myself off so I would not disappoint." I reply as my hand drops once again to my side.
"I see..." she replies as she walks to the bed, the sound of the heels on her knee high boots clicking on the hard wood floor filling the room, filling me with anticipation for what might come next. She looked my body over, inspecting it with her eyes, her left hand darted towards my swollen balls, squeezing them tightly and giving them a rather harsh tug. Not wanting to move for fear of punishment I could do nothing more than respond with a light moan.
"Good my pet, I see you've been doing as I told you. And you got yourself nice and hard before I got home." She spoke softly this time, my tension loosened, and again her grip tightened around my scrotum.
"Oh, thank you mistress" I say with a slightly louder moan this time. She begins to lower her head noticing her favorite treat glistening all over my cock.
"Mmm, and I see that you've even prepared a treat for your mistress" she says, beginning her tongues expert movement around the tip of the head, teasing and causing even more pre-cum to ooze out of the tip.
"Oh my, look at that, it seems like you're cock just wont stop making your mistress' favorite treat. Perhaps I should eat all this up before it starts to make a mess on the bed?" she said as her lips surrounded the head of my engorged cock, in one quick motion she engulfed me all the way down to the base, sucking hard as she did. On the way back up, she used her tongue around the shaft, finally releasing me from her sucking with a loud pop.
"OOOOOOOH GOD MISTRESS" I scream out as I pop out of her mouth, my hands finding the back of her head, wanting her to continue, I lightly try and force her back down on me. She quickly breaks free from my hands, jumps on top of me straddling my waist and forcing my hard prick to press hard on my stomach by simply sitting on it, allowing it to tease her pussy. She grabs my hands and pushes them down to the side of the bed where two leather restrains tied to the railing of the bed await for my wrists. Quickly dismounting me, my cock returning to its upright position, she ties one writs, she mounts me again in the same fashion as before and dismounts me just as quickly, tying my other wrist to the other side of the bed. Rising to her feet, standing tall at my right side, she begins to trace her nails across my chest.
"What did you think you where doing my pet?" she asked, her fingers circling my chest, and moving up to my shoulder.
"You're here for MY pleasure my pet, you know that!" she said, this time more commanding than before, her nails digging into my shoulders flesh. Her other hand gripping my love firmly and giving a few hard jerks, forcing me to moan in pleasure.
"What did I say!? You're here for MY pleasure!" she exclaimed as she let go of my hardened member, her hand quickly traveling to my left cheek.