As I sit here, naked, I suddenly feel a presence behind me, before I can turn, strong hands grasp me, one entwining in my hair, the other cupping my mouth, stifling my gasp...
I try to see who or what has seized me so suddenly and stealthily I struggle but they are too strong for me
My hands leave my keyboard and grasp at the strangers hands, but you are too strong for me. You give my hair a hard yank and I can smell your scent...Manly and Musky, your breath is warm in my ear as you whisper. " Do as I say, Milady, and I shall do no permanent harm to thee" With that you give my hair a hard yank, you hold me firmly as I struggle to see your face.
I realise my master is here in whatever guise he has chosen, I comply meekly and sit quietly awaiting your orders. I shudder expectantly as I wait; it seems an eternity before I feel your hands moving lower
You pull my hands behind my back as I sit meekly in the chair, and you bind them with thick, soft, rope, wrapping it tightly, securely around my wrists, a blindfold follows.
I listen intently trying to understand what is happening to me. You caress my neck as I move my head to one side listening. You turn me around in my chair, and I feel you gaze down upon my body. My breath quickens, as you look upon my naked form, helpless before you. You reach down, grasping my arms, and pull me to my feet standing there, swaying before you. I hear you rasp “spread your thighs for me.”
I do so meekly and you see the wetness glistening between my smooth hairless lips. “Ahhhhh, you have shaved for me, Milady” Your hands gently touch my face, my lips, and then drift downwards across my chest, lighting quickly on my quivering breasts, touching my nipples briefly, then moving further down, You kneels before me, between my thighs.
I sway dangerously and I spread my legs wider to accommodate you. You catch me, as I am about to fall, unable to save myself as my hands are so severely tied. Your hands roam over my thighs, I am enjoying the sensation of your touch, as you feel the satin skin of my inner thighs. Your fingers stretch out and touch my pussy. Pulling the lips gently apart, seeing me moist, succulent, his fingers trace along the edge of my lips and touches me softly there, in my secret place...promising, Promising me what???
I groan softly and push against you urging you to touch me more, deeper, longer. As you nudge against me, your tongue begins to explore me. Your hands reach around and grasp the backs of my thighs, pulling me towards you, your tongue roaming over my wet, warm, inviting pussy.
I spread even wider, pushing myself onto your tongue, urging you with my whimpers I wobble in the effort to draw his tongue into me. I fall and you catch me deftly You carry me to a sofa, I am not sure I cannot see, all the time you are touching me I enjoy the touch of your skin against mine, You grasp two handfuls of my ass cheeks and pulls yourself into me roughly, your hand raises and applies several slaps to my ass, leaving it pink and quivering. Your tongue running up and down the length of my neck, making me Wet...and HOT!
Ooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I writhe against your rough tongue, you watch as my hips lift rhythmically from the bed; your tongue and teeth find my clitoris, and you focus on my little love bud, nibbling on it, seeing it grow and throb, pulsing... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I hear myself speak, it sounds as if somebody else is speaking, and my voice is hoarse with lust. “Fuck me please sir fuck me like the slut I am. I want to feel your thick hot cock in my cunt!” I hear your guttural, rough, sneering reply. “Are you my Bitch? My Whore? My Slut?” “I want you to use me like the bitch I am Sir.”
You smile as I struggle, my pussy so wet, so hot, and your manhood swelling within your pants. My gyrations, become more pronounced, I am helpless, yet so desperate to feel your cock within my tight, hot pussy... I turn my head towards you, guessing your whereabouts from the sounds of your breathing. “Please Sir I am a good whore, am I not sir? I've always served you well Sir.”
You pull off my blindfold, and begin disrobing before me, pulling off your shirt, and then your pants, exposing your huge, thick, rising cock to my view. It moves like it has a life of it's own, pulsing, throbbing. You point to your manhood, signalling towards me. “With your mouth, my little SLUT!” You spit the last word from your mouth as if it poisoned you. I groan, lust shining in my eyes as I struggle to move towards you.
You catch me roughly by the arms and deftly manhandle me until I am kneeling on the bed, watching you; my eyes devouring every millimetre of your thick throbbing manhood. I lick my lips nervously. How on earth am I gonna get that monster into my mouth? You grab the back of my hair then reach down and grasp my breast brutally, pulling on the nipple, twisting it and flicking the bud viciously, watching the mixture of pain, lust and adoration in my eyes. Grasping me behind my head you pull me towards your throbbing Manhood.
You pull me towards you savagely and slip your cock deep into my throat as I cough and gasp, I instinctively recoil but you hold my head firm, your cold eyes defying me to pull away from you. Slowly I cease gasping, my head begins, nervously at first to slide along your dick. You murmur appreciatively. “Ahh my little cunt; you like that don’t you my little whore?” You twist your hands in my hair, jerking my mouth back and forth along the length of your meat. I groan my agreement, my eyes shining with desire. A Pool of my juices collects around my cunt lips, dribbling down my legs. I am a happy little slut. I smile up at my master because only he knows how to treat me like the fuck slut that I am
Your groan recalls me from my cloud of passion. I remember my duty to my master. My lips are warm and inviting, my warm mouth wet and ready. All the time I lick and suck, you are talking to me; your tone harsh and rasping “Make it hard, my Little Slut, make it bigger so that I can slide it into your nice, wet cunt. I shall enjoy seeing how tight you are. Are you tight for me, my little CUNT?” “ I'm tight and hot and wet sir, you know how fucking horny you make me feel sir.” I gasp as your cock powers into my open mouth... Your hand grasps and pulls at my nipple “You think I care if you feel horny you little bitch? You are here to serve me, remember that.”
I struggle to get my hands free so that I can fondle your balls and slip my finger in to your ring. “Let me free master, so that I can serve you well.” You look down on me questioningly “Can I trust you my little bitch? I pull my head back from your dick. “Yes sir, I’m here to serve you master.”