Tina is kneeling, on the floor, blindfolded. She has two fingers buried in her ass and two fingers working her clit, slowly, and her mouth is wide open. That is all her world is, the pressure on her knees, the fingers in her ass, the pleasure her pussy is receiving, and the touch of a hot cock on her face. The warm head touches her cheek, drags across her lower lip, under her chin. She can smell it, can smell the pre, feels a little of it on her face. As bad as she wants the shaft in her mouth, as bad as she wants to be choked with it, she knows she can't gobble it up... because of the Voice.
"Tongue."
She eagerly slides her pink tongue out of the open mouth, her fingers wiggling in her ass a little, the fingers on her pussy totally stopped, because she wants soooo badly to cum but she doesn't have permission. The tongue sticks out, her hands quivering, her tits shaking, and the cock is taken away from her face. She feels it as it is wiped across her pinkness, and she can taste the juice that oozes from it. Mouth still open the shaft slides along the tongue so the head actually enters her mouth; Tina's fingers move again on her pussy, hoping it is time for her to be allowed to relieve the building frustration and orgasm. The head is huge, bigger than she remembers it, and she hopes that means He is close to cumming.
"Careful."
The Voice shakes her, and she is afraid. The fingers on her pussy stop, but she can't help but wiggle the fingers in her ass. The cock is pulled from her mouth and her tongue returns inside; a whimper escapes her lips, a slave's way of begging without using words, of telling Master what she wants with ought being in trouble for talking.
"Remember last time?"
The Voice is deep, and something touches her nipples. She remembers, and the touch is enough to tighten the muscles of her stomach and make her entire body freeze. She failed to control her body, and let herself cuuuummmmm without permission, and it was so fucking good until Master made her pay, made her nipples hurt, HURT, and He made her thank Him for the pain. Now her body was poised on that threshold again, and she would be very careful to not let herself get carried away.
The cock touches her nose, is dragged around the blindfold, trails down one cheek and across the top lip, past her cheek to her ear. It disappears, and there are a few moments where Master says nothing and does not touch her. Her whole body is poised, waiting, wetness dripping down her thighs, mouth open...
"Fuck your ass."
The fingers move, without her even thinking of doing it, just from the sound of His voice. It came from behind her and she knows He is watching, she imagines him stroking the cock, and her fingers slide out and back in her ass, out and back in, the fingers on her pussy moving slightly but enough to send her dangerously close...
"Paint your Master."
The sound is in front of her and she feels the head touch both upper and lower lips. She resists the desire to bend her head and take it all in, but instead scoops up two fingers full of her own love juices and raises her hand to the shaft. The smell of her is strong as she drags the fingers up and down the shaft, the head resting just outside her waiting mouth, and she returns her fingers to her pussy to get more slickness to coat His muscle. Soon she is stroking the cock, her hand sliding easily back and forth, the head soooo close to where she needs it...
Her hair is pulled, roughly, and her face is taken from the cock she loves and bent back.
