"Down on your knees baby."
I've been waiting far too long to hear those words. They weaken my cells and I drop without hesitation. As my bare knees slam to the floor I can feel everything else fade away. The weight of daily life that has gathered like a heavy dust on my shoulders since the last time, instantly shaken off and I am light as air. I am an empty vessel, ready to submit and to serve. I delight in that freedom as I wait for your collar to take it away. Your hands brush against my cheeks when you lean down to fasten the leather around my throat. This tickles my skin and my nerves with pure excitement. Just the simplest brush from you does that to me. I can feel my cunt pooling already and I haven't even seen your cock yet. But I sense it there, hiding from me beneath your jeans and I know it's coming soon.
You stand up tall again in front me, grabbing my chin gently with one hand as you undue your pants with the other, pulling out your cock which I see already beginning to stir. I want to grab for it, but I steady my clasped hands behind my back. Your hand moves to intertwine my hair. "Open your mouth wide for me and stick out your tongue." I obey and you tease my tongue with your head. My lips instinctively wrap around to greet you, tongue swirling to taste more of you. But you yank me back forcefully using my hair like a puppet's strings. "What did I say?" I return to my position. "Good girl. But if it happens again you won't be tasting this anymore today."
