You are always touching your sub...always...my stretched arms, my shoulders, running your hands up and down my sides, kissing my body, finally reaching around and finding my big tits that are yours. You speak softly in my ear as you fondle me. "This is in no way punishment. In your Dom's eyes you, my dear, are perfect. Everything you do....everything you say.....the way you kiss me....the way you suck me....the way you fuck me. I could not be more pleased.....I could not be more happy. Do you understand how much I care for my literotica author?" You pause briefly, but long enough to exhale heavily on my neck while continuing to play with my tits. "This is about obedience...about submission...about doing exactly as you are told. If you find you cannot abide by my wishes you are to come to me in total submission and talk to me about the whys." I close my eyes as I listen to your words, knowing I am yours...I am yours to do with as you please...I am your submissive. I moan quietly as I hear your words of praise, and smile when you assert your dominance over me, telling me with your authoritative tone that what I do for you is all about obeying you, doing what you want of me, submitting to you, to your will.
You give my nipples are firm pinch, and then step back. Suddenly, you are gone. I feel an emptiness when you step away from me, the warmth of your body taken away. I am not able to see behind me, but it's only a few seconds and you are back behind me, lightly touching me. I jump as I feel a light tickle across my back and shoulders, and I know not to turn around. In fact, it's many light tickles, and I giggle when you move what I think is a feather moving over my skin. "Would you venture to guess what I have in my hand," you ask with a smile. The chill in the room and the tickling, soft caressing makes my nipples harden again. The excitement of being with you, the unknown of what you are going to do to me is making my mind race. I try to move towards the light touches, desperate for more pressure against my skin. My breathing quickens.
Without even realizing, my subconscious willingness to open myself up to you overcomes me and I move my legs apart as much as I can. The cool air sweeps over my smooth wet folds, and it's as if I can already detect the scent of my arousal. "Mmmmm, Sir you always know exactly how to stimulate my mind, and my body."
Even though you smile as I widen your stance, you lay the cat of nine tails across my back, this time with more force, but not hard. "Not until you are told," you whisper in my ear, and I quickly bring my legs back together. Again you lay the tails across my back, firmer but still not too hard. The repeated lashing makes my skin hot where the leather has made contact. "Very good baby," you say. "You know you are to wait for my instructions...always. Especially under circumstances such as these."
Nothing touches me now...nothing. Seconds go by, slowly, very slowly. I anticipate the next light lash, my body stiffening. Suddenly, there it is. But this time, it across my legs, and it is harder. I gasp, surprised at your choice of where to lash at me, the sensations so intense. You move closer to me, kissing my back and quietly talking to me, "I am hungry but will return." I moan when I hear the sound of your voice, and my eyes widen when I actually make sense of what you are saying to me. I try to turn to look at you, but before I am able to get myself turned around, I hear the door close. I am left standing with my arms stretched above me, the cool air blanketing me.
I moan in frustration. "Is he serious?" I ask myself. "Shit." I give a slight tug on the chain holding my arms upwards. This is going to be uncomfortable. I can only await your return, aroused and wet for you. With you gone, I close my legs tighter together and rub my thighs back and forth, desperate for some pressure and friction, aching for some small measure of relief. Now the feeling of having my spine stretched isn't as good as it was before...but I can only be here waiting for you to return, hoping that no one will come into the room and find me.
After some time, what seems like hours, I hear the door open and close. A huge relief moves over me as I see you again. My body is stiff and aches. I want so much to tell you that every time I heard the faintest sound from outside the room, I hoped it was you returning...I would hold my breath every time I heard anything. You smile at me as you walk to me and stand in front of me. "It was not by chance that I left you here for almost an hour. It was good for you," you say as you lean to me. As you kiss my soft lips, you rub up and down my sides. I eagerly, hungrily return your kisses, trying to press myself against you. I can tell there is something in both of your hands. I realize you are holding nipple clamps. You bend and slowly take my left tit in your mouth, sucking my nipple, sucking me as I hang defenseless. I moan as I feel the warmth of your mouth on my soft skin. Oooooh, it feels so good. You suck on me just the way I like, and my limbs and back are aching. You reach a finger between my legs and feel my pussy lips. You move to my other nipple, sucking on your sub, sucking on your author. Abruptly you stop and fasten the clips to my hardened nipples. I want to watch as you affix the clamps to me, but already know that I am to look into your eyes as you do so. You smile as you see the changes in my eyes...a look of adoration for you, for Sir, melting away to sheer pleasure as I feel the intense pressure of the clamps gripping my nipples with their vice-like tightness. I want so much to open my legs, to give myself to you and I have to fight the urge. I gasp as you gently tug the chain dangling from the clamps, my nipples subjected to intense pain and pleasure.
You move behind me again and I feel as rush of adrenaline. My level of arousal has been pushed higher yet again. You rake the tails across my back, then quickly give me a rather hard lash with the cat. I shudder and moan. I feel your foot push at my left foot and I immediately widen my stance. Yesss, I can now feel the cool air caress my smooth wet folds again. You work your knee up between my legs, gradually pushing it even further so I am now resting on your strong thigh. With your hands you begin rocking me back and forth, working my pussy against your thigh. Oh, it feels incredible. As I move back and forth, you remove your hands and let me fuck your leg. My pussy is wet and open. The sensation of rubbing it on you feels wonderful, and before I can stop myself I am grinding harder against you, letting my weight sink me onto your leg. You watch me, then bring the cat back down across my back again. You sense my arousal increasing rapidly and you take your leg away. Noooo, I need to feel you. I moan in frustration, which makes you grin at my despair. You have such a hold over me, so much control over your sub. I feel the heat of your breath on my back as you lower yourself down to your knees. You drop down behind me and my weight once again is on my arms and shoulders. Another strong lash across my red back and you begin licking my pussy. Hungry for your sub, you eat me, devouring my pussy. I arch my back as best I can and widen my stance as much as possible when I feel your mouth on my pussy. The licking, sucking....then again the leather lashing against my skin. Oh, Sir. If only you know how badly I want to feel you inside me.
Your chest is heaving as you eat me. Your oral onslaught brings me so close to cumming but I know I am not allowed to. Only when you say I am allowed to cum may I do so. After several minutes you pull yourself off me, your face and chin glistening from my juices. You give me 2 strong lashes, and then the last one, but this time you flick your wrist. Only 2 tips of strand reach my back. It hurts. The stinging immediately turns to an incredible burning sensation. One of the strands leaves a welt, and seeing it you lean towards me, "I will never ever cut you or even break your skin". I exhale a loud sigh of relief when I hear the cat as drop to the floor. I am vaguely aware of you loosening the chain...but just enough that I can stand on my feet. You instruct me to bend forward. Slightly bent at the waist my weight is again on my arms. I feel you rub your cock up and down between my wet pussy lips, and I can hear my wetness coating the tip. In an instant, you are inside me, your cock buried completely in my pussy. I moan loudly, aching to fuck you, to fuck you hard...aching to cum.
Holding yourself deep inside me, you reach around and remove the nipple clamps. Blood surges to my nipples, their sensitivity increasing. They are already naturally very sensitive and with the added clamps, pressure and stimulation they ache painfully, but it is such a pleasurable ache too. Gripping my tits, you begin to fuck me, long deep strokes of your cock. You know having you fuck me from behind is my favorite and I push back to you, wanting every inch of you. You pull and tug at my tits as you fuck my open hole. My back is red and tender, and you are careful not to touch it. As you fuck me, you hear the door open. In the state I am in, you are not sure if I hear it, but it doesn't matter. I am completely oblivious to anything other than you fucking me. You ignore it and fuck your sub. After maybe a full minute the door quietly closes. You groan and begin cumming, pumping your cum deep into my pussy. When I hear your moans, I instinctively clamp my pussy around your cock, squeezing it tighter, enjoying the throbbing of your cock erupting inside me. As cum oozes from your cock, still hard and deep inside me, you kiss my neck, "You may cum, Baby Girl."
Hearing your words, my whole body tenses up very briefly right before the powerful orgasmic release sweeps over me. My body convulses, my pussy spasming and pulsating. My gasps and breaths culminate into one long deep groan. You hold yourself still, your cock buried deep inside me, seeing, feeling, experiencing the intensity of me cumming. My orgasm seems to go on and on, my body weight pulling hard against the wristbands. My knees begin to give out and I immediately feel you wrap your arms around me, holding me up, holding me against you. You kiss my shoulder, brushing my hair away from my neck, my pussy still squeezing down onto your cock every few seconds. "Thank you, Sir," is all I am able to whisper once I manage to catch my breath.
