Tiffany’s Release

Tiffany's Release

He knocks and opens the door. The house is quiet and dimly lit, he notices the living room curtains are closed as he gets to the top of the stairs.

"So where is she?" Todd thinks to himself. "Hello?"

"Just a sec." Comes a voice from the back of the house.

Todd turns and walks to the kitchen. He looks around and notices there aren't any cleaning supplies out.

Tiffany exits from her bedroom, her stiletto's making almost no sound on the carpeted floor as she quickly walks the length of the hall, a small smile on her face, glad that Todd can't see her from where he is.

Tiffany's facial expression hardens as she rounds the corner to her kitchen, stepping in front of him, placing her hands on her hips, her feet a hips width apart, just as he turns towards the sound.

Todd's expression of curiosity turns to that of lust as he sees Tiffany dressed in a full length black trench coat. Tiffany's long dark hair held in a ponytail, her nails in bright red matching her lipstick.

Todd's gaze wanders down her body, the shiny black leather trench coat held firmly against her breasts, tied tightly around her waist and tapering open at her thighs and ending just above her red soled black stilettos that surround her red painted toenails.

Todd reaches for her, his hands moving towards her hips, his gaze still upon feet.

Tiffany's right hand moves swiftly from her hip to press a short riding crop under his chin as her left hand comes against his chest to stop him from coming closer.

"My eyes are up here." She says as she lifts his chin with the crop until she is able to look in to his blue eyes, desire burning within them.

His hands come to rest on her hips and she moves her free hand on his stomach and slides it to his groin, turning it to cup it beneath him and firmly takes hold of his manhood, squeezing hard as she feels his cock growing under her grasp.

"You were a good boy for showing up on time but you are here for my pleasure, not yours." She tells him as she squeezes harder. "You will keep your hands to yourself and only do as Mistress tells you."

Todd closes his eyes. "Yes Mistress." He replies as he lowers his hands to his sides.

Tiffany taps the crop under his chin. "Open your eyes Puppy. I want to see your eyes. I want to know you are watching Mistress and that I have your full attention. You are here to serve my needs and nothing more. Perhaps if you are good I will allow you a reward but if you misbehave you will feel my anger."

Tiffany can see the fire burning in his eyes. The control she has excites her. She walks backwards to the living room pulling her slave while firmly holding his groin and the riding crop, keeping his gaze directed to her own. Tiffany turns as she gets near the coffee table and directs him until he's between her and the table. She steps back, removing her hand from his balls and places it on his chest. She touches his bare skin at the vee of his shirt and snaps her fingers on the top button, continuing until all the buttons are open. She lets her hand fall to his belt, looping a finger around the tail of the belt to give a quick tug, releasing it.

"Take the shirt off Puppy." She demands as she gives it a tug to make her command clear.

Todd grabs the shirt and pulls it from his jeans. He slips it off his shoulders and lets it fall to the floor.

Tiffany slides her hand on his hair covered chest and wraps her fingers around his left nipple giving a firm squeeze. "This is not your dirty garage. Put your clothes somewhere neatly. I will not have you make a mess of my space."

"Yes Mistress." Todd replies and bends to pick up the garment. He sees two chairs by the closed living room curtains and hangs his shirt from the back of one.

Tiffany grabs him by the top of his jeans and pulls him back to her yanking the jeans and underwear down as she does. "Get the rest of those clothes off now and you better not make another mess."

Todd steps out of his jeans and removes his socks and underwear, placing it all on the seat of the chair with his shirt. He turns to face her.

"Sit." She demands. "Puppies don't stand."

Todd begins to lowers himself to the floor but Tiffany pushes him backwards so that he lands on the corner of the coffee table with the riding crop in the center of his chest, then directing him to lay on his back, his head almost hanging off the far end in the opposite corner

Tiffany holds the crop against him, pinning him to the table and reaches for a set of hand cuffs she had hidden on the couch.

"Put one end on your wrist, then put your hands under the table and lock the other end to your other wrist." Tiffany says.

Todd hesitates as he lowers his hands below the table.

SMACK!

Tiffany strikes the crop on his chest, making him flinch and emit a small grunt of pain.

"When I demand, you will obey in a timely fashion. My time is precious and I will not have you waste it."

"Yes Mistress"

"Now put your feet close to the table leg, I don't want you trying to run away while I correct your bad behaviour."

Tiffany kneels at his feet and slips a pair of handcuffs from her pocket. This pair has a piece of chain between the cuffs allowing for more movement. She locks one end to one ankle, wraps the chain around the table leg and fastens the other lock to his other ankle.

Tiffany stands and begins to circle the table, dragging the riding crop across his skin as she does.

SMACK as the riding crop strikes his left nipple, making Todd jump.

"You have been very bad lately Puppy. I will not have you sharing our private meetings together with your wife."

SMACK on the right nipple.

"Your wife and I share things with each other. When you tell her and show her pictures of our meetings, then we have no new things to discuss. That disrupts the meetings I have with her."

SMACK as the crop strikes his stomach, causing him to jump a little.

"I am displeased with your behaviour lately. Your wife tells me you have not been performing your duties at home."

"I'm sorry Mistre...."

SMACK as the crop strikes his right thigh. He jumps and lets out a groan.

"I do not want your feeble attempts to apologize Puppy. I am going to correct your behaviour and you will listen. When I want an answer I will ask for one."

Todd stares in to Tiffany's eyes. His cock begins to grow as he imagines the possible ways for Mistress to correct his behaviour.

Tiffany sees his cock twitching as it begins to grow.

SMACK!

The riding crop hits the bottom side of his cock, causing Todd to jump again.

"You are here for punishment at my pleasure Puppy. What do you think you'll do with that pitiful thing." She says as she touches the riding crop to his fully hardened cock, dragging it along the underside of the shaft. "Have you forgotten how to behave?"

Tiffany says as she leans towards his face to stare in to his eyes as she rolls his nipple between her finger and thumb, applying pressure until she can see him wince.

"You are here to learn how to treat your mistresses properly. Our needs are before yours. You are to serve your wife just as you serve me".

Tiffany releases her grip on him. She's standing beside him, watching the look of desire on his face. She knows what to do next.

"I see Puppy needs to be retrained. It seems you have a problem following directions." Tiffany says as she unties the belt holding her coat closed tightly around her waist.

Todd watches as she opens her coat. He tries to lift his head to better see but it's an awkward angle looking upwards.

Tiffany lets the coat fall open loosely around her. She runs her hands up her body, feeling the silky material against her skin, then cups her breasts before placing her hands on the lapels of her coat. She turns her body away from him but keeps her eyes locked on his. She can see he is looking her up and down and she feels that familiar tingle rising in her body at the knowledge of what his touch does to her, how it excites her.

Tiffany slips the leather coat from her shoulders and lets it fall to her side. She bends to pick it up, knowing his eyes will be locked on her ass.

Dropping the coat on the chair with his clothes, she turns slowly towards him, hearing him make a small gasp, but trying to hide his excitement, his twitching cock giving her all she needs to know.

Her pussy tingles with excitement, knowing how good she looks in high heels, stockings and garter belt, no panties and a corset, her breasts sitting atop with her hardening nipples visible through the black lace She wants to feel his touch but that will have to wait.

She has his undivided attention.

Todd strains his arms against the handcuffs to touch her, to feel her soft skin in his rough hands.

Smack!

Tiffany slaps the riding crop against his left bicep, causing him to jump. "If you scratch my table with your restraints you will be very sorry Puppy. I told you to behave."

Tiffany steps around the table, seeing his gaze never leave her, she steps directly above his head and crouches down. She reaches with both hands to his chest and slides her hands upwards to his neck, feeling the freshly shaved skin. She slips her hands under his jaw, her finger tips coming against his goatee and her palms against his neck. She leans over from above him, holding his face, she kisses him softly.

"I've missed you Puppy. You've been away for far too long. It seems you need to learn not to leave your mistress unattended for so long. Your mistress has needs. My pleasure must be taken care of." Tiffany says softly to him.

Tiffany kisses him again and her need for more builds. Their kisses become more urgent and their mouths open and tongues begin to touch. Tiffany breaks the kiss and suddenly stands up, stepping directly above him, her feet on either side of his head. She places her hands on her hips and slowly slides them across to the insides of her thighs, her fingers meeting in the middle of her legs. She runs her fingers along the sides of her pussy and up to her stomach, then slipping one hand over her mound, pressing her palm tightly against her while her fingertips dip lightly into her very excited pussy.

"Mmm, yes Puppy. Mistress remembers how useful your tongue is. I have your first punishment in mind. Seems you have been very neglectful and my pussy needs proper attention."

Todd's attention is focused on her movements. His mouth watering in anticipation.

Tiffany steps forward and lowers her pussy to his face and begins to grind her clit against his waiting mouth.

"Lick my pussy Puppy." As Tiffany feels his tongue slip across her clit and run the length of her slit, her body shudders as the first tingly waves run through her body. She rotates her hips so her clit is on his tongue. She feels him probe the tiny button as his mouth latches on, feeling the suction as he continues to slip his tongue on clit. Tingly waves of pleasure begin to travel through her body. Her mouth opens in a silent moan as she leans forward, placing her hands on his chest as her knees weaken slightly while feeling his coarse chest hair against her fingers as she digs her painted nails into his flesh, drawing a moan from the slave below her giving her even more stimulation from his jaw pressed firmly against her pubic hair.

A momentary flash of panic hits her as she thinks of how she hasn't gotten waxed in some time, pussy hair growing thick on her mound but she remembers how Puppy doesn't care. Waxed or full bush he loves to take care of her needs. "Maybe that will be his reward," she thinks to herself while a shiver runs though her making her grind her soaking pussy even harder on his waiting mouth.

Tiffany can feel his nose rub against her entrance as she begins to rotate her hips in a circle. As she rides his face she opens her eyes and can see his hard cock laying against his stomach. She gives a small thrust against him and watches as his cock twitches.

SMACK

Tiffany quickly brings the riding crop in contact with his balls and watches as his cock jumps away from his body and he moans against her pussy.

"This is for my pleasure Puppy not yours. What do you think your going to do with that little thing?" Tiffany tells him. " Maybe if Puppy is obedient and pleases Mistress, she will allow him some pleasure for himself."

Todd tries to answer her but his muffled reply only forces more vibrations against her clit.

"Mmmm. Yes Puppy. That's it, make Mistress cum on that naught tongue of yours. My pussy needs your attention Puppy. You've been very neglectful of your duties."

Tiffany begins to feel the beginning of a strong orgasm wash over her. Her hardened nipples pressing against her corset, begging for stimulation. She drops the riding crop on his chest and cups her own breasts in her hands. She takes both nipples between her finger tips and rolls them while pressing her tits to her chest.

The orgasm washes over her making her legs tremble. Her knees weaken slightly, forcing her pussy with even more pressure on to his hungry mouth. She can feel her pussy get even wetter as his tongue slips inside her taking all her juices as the tip of his nose nudges her spasming asshole. She raises herself slightly as her orgasm lessens.

Puppy takes a breath and tilts his head so he can lick the magnificent pussy his Mistress has provided him. He places his tongue on her clit and licks a down it through her lips to her hole, probing inside her for more of her juices then continuing past to her tightly clenched asshole as her body begins to tremble again. He circles his tongue around then tries to push his tongue inside.

Another orgasm begins to rush through her body. She remembers how much she loves the way he devours her, always taking as much as she will give to him. Her toes curl in her stilettos as the full force of her orgasm washes over her. She releases her nipples, bending to place her hands on his chest to steady herself. She relaxes slightly and feels his tongue slip inside her forbidden place. She moans aloud.

"Yes Puppy. That's it. Tongue my little ass. Make me cum. God how I've missed you Puppy." Tiffany almost screams. She rolls her hips against his probing tongue but moves to far and it plunges back into her pussy.

Tiffany's orgasm begins to subside. She opens her eyes and looks at his hard cock laying on his stomach. She suddenly has the urge to take him in her mouth but decides that's not something a Mistress should do. She lifts herself from his face, her legs trembling slightly from the exertion. She steps back from him and picks up the riding crop she lost during her orgasms. She walks to the other end of the table, dragging the crop along his chest. Tiffany can see his cock twitch as the crop gets closer.

Smack

Tiffany strikes the crop against his balls. Todd jumps at the sudden stimulation. His eyes had been closed while he tried to catch his breath.

"Puppy did well but Mistress wants more." Tiffany says while looking in to his eyes. "I guess I'll have to see if this little cock can fulfill my desire."

Tiffany turns away from him and grasps his cock. She lowers herself until the tip is touching her and slides it the length of her hot soaking pussy. She lines it up and with one smooth movement lowers herself on his cock, the tip deep inside her. A shiver runs through her as her toes curl. He fills her so perfectly. She leans to place her hands on his knees. She can feel his hard cock pressing tightly against her g spot. She starts to slowly thrust her hips back and forth on his groin. She can feel his cock slip in and out. Her desire for another orgasm and to feel him cum deep inside her begins take over her body. She thrusts harder and harder until she's driving his cock against her cervix. The movement causing her some discomfort but it feeds her desire.

Todd groans as his cock is driven into Mistresses hot tight pussy. The feeling overwhelming him as she increases her pace and strength of her thrust.

"Oh Mistress please don't hurt my poor little cock."

Tiffany reaches between her legs and grabs his balls, squeezing harder until she feels his stomach muscle flinch."Puppy will do whatever Mistress tells him to do and will accept his punishment.......and you better not cum until I tell you."

Todd strains his arms against the cuffs holding him in place. He can feel the familiar tingle deep inside as his body prepares to send his cum through his cock to shoot wherever Mistress wants it to go.

Tiffany releases his balls and leans back to be able to grab her nipples. Her chest heaving and flushed. She squeezes her nipples hard and it triggers her orgasm. Her pussy clamps down on his cock as she continues to drive it deep in to herself. She moves her left hand to her right nipple making her arm squish her tit while the right one squeezes her nipple. She drops her right hand to Puppy's balls.

"Now Puppy. Come for me Puppy. Fill my hot pussy with your cum." As she tightens her grip on his balls.

She can feel his cock twitch as he fills her pussy and his balls twitch in her grasp as they release their load in to her waiting body. Her orgasm washes over her and she drives him deep in to her and holds him there. Her pussy flexes and releases, milking the hot seed from him. She can feel it hitting her deep inside. Her pussy suddenly getting very wet.

"Oh fuck Puppy. Fill me with your cum you naughty bastard." Tiffany screams as her body trembles, her hips moving in small thrust as she feels his cock twitch inside her. Her orgasm begins to subside. The thought of him cumming in her fertile pussy driving her over the edge. Small shivers run through her body as she begins to calm, holding his cock deep inside. She rests her weight on his hips as she tries to catch her breath as the small trembles and shivers subside.

Tiffany opens her eyes. Her focus is a bit blurry. She realizes she is still very firmly holding his balls. She releases him and notices her hand is slightly cramped. A moment of panic runs through her. She looks down to see that thankfully it doesn't appear she hurt him.

Todd groans at the sudden release of pressure.

Tiffany raises herself up and places a hand over her pussy, trapping their combined juices inside her.

"Now Puppy I have one more punishment for you." As she moves to the other end of the table, placing her pussy above him once more. "I want you to clean Mistresses pussy. It seems you made a mess."

Todd opens his mouth as Tiffany lowers herself, lapping at her pussy as their combined juices enter his mouth, continuing until there is nothing more and Tiffany begins to have small shivers run through her.

Tiffany smiles, her body twitches from his contact. When she steps away from him, she looks over his body and smiles to herself, leaning over to place her hands on his face to kiss him. A light touch of their lips slowly changes to more. Their tongues entwine and she can taste their combined flavours on his tongue. She moves back and looks deep in to his eyes.

"C,mon Puppy, I think Todd has some shower duties to fulfill." She says softly to him with a smile.