Part 1
Mistress and I walk home together hand-in-hand after a night out at the opera. We decided to dress up tonight. I'm in a slim-fitting grey suit and she's in a red dress that hugs her perfect hips and plunges low on her chest. I couldn't help but notice every single man and more than a few women looking over at her with hungry eyes. I'm walking much more comfortably now, but the little butt plug she gave me was hard to get used to at first. Her little knowing glances over at me throughout the evening excited me far more than I could have imagined. As we head upstairs, I pull her close and kiss her. "I just loved watching you squirm with that little toy in your ass all night, little one" she says. Butterflies fill my stomach. There's just something about her!
Out in the hallway, she begins to turn the key, but then pauses, turns and beckons me to lean closer. "I'm going to freshen up. I want you ready for me when I come out." At that, my pulse quickens and I feel the heat rush to my face, then to my cock. "Hell yes, Mistress," I whisper. She turns back, opens the door, and we walk in. My legs feel a little unsteady with the sudden rush of anticipation, excitement, and nervousness. She closes the door and we kiss passionately. Then she turns around, takes off her red leather stilettos and walks into the bathroom. I probably have no more than four or five minutes, so I don't waste any time.
I take my shoes off and place them neatly on the rack. Then I find a hanger for my suit jacket. This is it! I feel my heart pound as I slide my pants off and hang them up, then undo my tie, unbutton my starched white dress shirt, and pull off the thin white t-shirt underneath. I'm down to just boxer-briefs and socks now. I can hear her turning off the tap. I kick off my socks and boxer-briefs and head into the bedroom, catching the reflection of my naked body in her dresser mirror. I can see the excitement on my face and in my cock, already standing at attention.
I look over to the coat hooks by the door and immediately find what I'm looking for. I grab the black fuzzy collar and examine the buckle. It's brand new and shiny. I put the collar around my neck and check it in the mirror. I feel a bit silly - a thin 36 year-old man standing naked in this incredible woman's bedroom, naked except for the collar clipped around my neck and the butt plug I can't see, but can certainly feel. But I have no time to dwell on how I look. I walk out of the bedroom and into the living room, my cock a little softer now, but still bouncing with every step.
On the rug in the center of the room, I get down on my hands and knees and wait.
She doesn't keep me waiting for long. Seconds later, I hear the bathroom door click open and swing shut, and then the click-clack of her heel on the hard floor. Something about that sound brings my cock right back to full attention. She is to my left, but I keep looking straight ahead. She pauses to look me over for a desperately long moment, and simply says "Good."
She comes closer and walks in a slow circle around me. As she passes in front of me, I catch a glimpse of her and my hunger for her nearly exceeds my control. She's wearing black leather stiletto boots laced up high on her calves, tight black leather pants that hug her perfectly toned legs and round, beckoning ass, with the crotch exposed and a black leather corset that leaves her full, irresistible breasts exposed. Her dark skin looks incredible against the leather and it takes every ounce of self control for me not to get up, pick her up, push her up against the wall, mash my mouth against hers, and slide my throbbing cock into her beautiful pussy - but I don't move. She notices the desire in my eyes and smiles a little, but does not stop walking around me.
Finally, her heels stop clicking as she stops behind me and I feel her hands begin to caress my back. She teases me with her fingertips: first my back, then my legs, and then my butt cheeks. I shudder with pleasure and excitement. She brings her attention to the butt plug that's been stretching me out for the past four hours and slowly removes it as an involuntary "Ungh!" escapes my lips. Then her finger just barely caresses my asshole, and I let out another, quieter moan. As suddenly as she began, she stops and walks around to face me again.
She bends down, leans forward, and her incredible tits swing agonizingly close to my face. I want so badly to bury my face in them and make her moan as I devour her perfect nipples and soft flesh, but I don't dare move without her permission. She pulls away, turns around and then brings her perfectly round ass just as close to my face - close enough that I catch a momentary whiff of her intoxicating feminine scent. I feel a desperate need to taste her, and my cock springs to attention again. She notices and knows that I'm putty in her hands now.
She reaches over to the countertop for the chain leash that I didn't notice her put out, and clips it onto my collar. She whispers "Good boy" softly in my ear and then "Now get up on your knees".
I do as she says and find myself at eye level with her stunning tits. She brings them close, but not close enough for me to touch and asks "Would you like to worship these titties?" "Oh yes Mistress!" I beg. "Please let me worship your beautiful tits."
"Ok little one." She smiles and leans forward. I plunge my hungry mouth into her soft, inviting chest, kissing and licking with so much urgency. I find her left nipple - so engorged and perfect - and lick it, and suck it. "Bite it." she whispers through ragged breaths." I begin to nibble, then bite harder. I use my hands on both tits, kneading and massaging, then move my mouth over to the right nipple and repeat my licking, sucking, and nibbling. She moans and lets me worship her tits for a few more minutes, then pulls away.
"Now stand up." I get to my feet and we stand across from each other for a moment. Me - 6 feet tall and naked except for the leash, and her - barely 5 feet, covered with leather from just under her tits down to her toes, with the exception of her exposed crotch. My hips buck toward her involuntarily, but she gives a firm little tug on the leash to remind me to control myself. She leads me around the room a few times by the leash, enjoying my eager submission to her desires. Then she smiles and leads me gently into the other room.
Part 2
Mistress walks me over to her bed, then steps behind me and pushes me down so that I'm face down, ass up. Once again, she begins to caress my back, legs and butt, and the pleasure is overwhelming. I start to shudder and squirm and I hear her giggle. She continues for a few minutes, enjoying the involuntary movements and noises as I convulse in helpless pleasure from her touch. Then I feel her lips and her tongue make little wet kisses on the backs of my legs, and loud guttural moans start to escape my throat. "My God" - I think as I moan and squirm - "What will it feel like when those hands and that mouth are on my nipples? My balls? My cock? My asshole?!"
And then she stops and gives me a firm slap on the right butt cheek that brings me right back to the moment with a jump and an "Ah!". "Did you enjoy that, little one?" she whispers in my ear. "Oh yes, Mistress. You know just how to touch me!" I answer breathlessly. Every square inch of my skin buzzes with excitement and desire. I'm ready to do anything she asks now. "We're just getting started!" she says.
Mistress gets up and I hear her open a drawer. After a moment, she walks over to me, hands me a pair of wireless headphones, and says "Put these on." When I do, I don't hear anything at first, but then white noise gradually increases in volume until I can't hear anything else. After another minute, I stop noticing the white noise and simply can't hear anything at all. The next thing I know, she covers my eyes with a blindfold and I'm in pitch darkness. I can't see or hear anything.
