This is Chapter Three of a series of Three (so far!). These scribblings were originally created to titillate and excite my partner at the time, they became a submission on Literotica because a good friend encouraged me to let others visit my world for a little while.....AustralWind helped me form these words for you to enjoy and Cadoras was my appreciative sounding board...please enjoy the passionate and heated scribblings of a virgin Literotica Author.
Chapter Three: CHATTIN ONLINE
She went home feeling hornier than ever, unable to think of much more than how and when they would couple again, knowing full well he had to work that night, she figured she wouldn't be seeing him. She had asked him to come online for a quick chat when he had finished work early in the morning.
She was up early, awaiting him to come online, she was so horny, so much wanted to tell him just how horny....and she waited....and waited......she looked at the clock and realised it was well past his knock off time - he must have gone straight to bed without logging on. She was used to getting her own way and her needs right then were not going to be ignored no matter how tired he was!
She put on her corset, suspender pantyhose and heels, and then she went to the bathroom and put on her makeup, did her hair and put on his favourite perfume. She packed a small bag to take with her: paddle, lubricant, a small anal vibe and her strap on dildo. She finally put on a skirt to cover her sexy attire and got in her car.
After a long night shift he was asleep at home, she knew where the spare key was, so drove to his house. She parked her car in his driveway and went through to the back to get the spare key. Careful to be quiet, she opened his back door and locked it again behind her. She put down her keys and slipped down the hallway to his room carefully opening his bedroom door and sneaking in.
She could barely see the shape of him under the quilt but could hear his gentle breathing as he slept soundly. She opened the ensuite door a little to allow enough light in to see what she needed to, slipped off her skirt and then went to the bedside cabinet where she knew he kept the shackles.
Ever so gently she kissed his cheek so he barely stirred from his sleep, he mumbled something she can't understand but she knew he was awake enough to hear her so she said in a firm voice,
"You didn't go online tonight,"
"No, I was too tired" he mumbled, "My life doesn't revolve around chatting to you."
"Hmm" she thought, "he's grumpy – good!"
"Really?" she asked in a sarcastic tone, "Well, I believe your life does revolve around me and you are very much out of line for both your attitude AND not going online"
"Lay over my lap, NOW" she barked at him.
He was startled from his drowsiness and slowly moved into position with a semi erect penis, which she found encouraging.
"Hurry up, Slut!" she snapped at him and he moved a bit faster. He was draped over her lap, and he used his hands on her legs to pull himself into position and realised she had stockings on – he was getting so excited now.
She picked the paddle out of her bag which was next to her on the floor (which he had seen as he clambered into position and was decidedly nervous about).
"You know the rules, count out loud for me – I think I will decide when the time comes how many will be enough for your atrocious behaviour." She slapped the paddle against an ass cheek and immediately turned the paddle over to the fur covered side to slide it over the red area that had appeared. The fur was soothing but didn't take the initial shock away or the redness and he was biting his lip to hold back the yelp.
"One Mistress" he obediently counted out loud. She continued with alternating cheeks until he was very red and he finally said
"Please mistress, no more."
"No more he says! Well little slut, when did you become the one who decides when you have had enough punishment? I think you need a good fucking to bring you in line – get on the bed – face down – NOW"
He clambered off her lap and onto the bed and she could see how fully erect he was and also how nervous he was.
"Oh please mistress, I really need to sleep."
She didn't reply: she got four shackles from the bedside cabinet and attached them to his ankles and wrists. He lay on his stomach, on his erection, apprehensive, knowing there wasn't too many things that this position meant to her– and he was hoping to god she would be gentle with him.
She didn't tie his arms or legs to the bed, but she did tie his arms together using rope through the shackles and he had to hold them in front of him on the bed. Then she said
"Get on all fours slut." He obliged. She lubed up her finger and without any hesitation or warning she slid it deep into his ass – he gasped.
She asked "Feels good doesn't it? You love it don't you?"
"Yes Mistress" he whispered, holding his breath at the sudden entry. She fucked his ass with her finger for a short while and his erection was solid.
Then she slid out her finger and lubed up the small vibe,
"But this is what you really want, you slut" and she pushed it into his ass as he arched his back to get away from the probing. She ignored his feeble attempts to move away and rhythmically fucked his ass as she reached around his hip and masturbated his cock.
He was breathing harder, moaning and starting to buck back against the vibe in his ass. Suddenly she stopped and pulled out the vibe, letting her hand drop away from his cock.
"Enough. You are enjoying it too much – this isn't about you, is it Slut?"
