Tightrope Ch 07

Chapter Seven; Layla in Love?

Do you know how many strikes with a cane to the back of your thighs it takes to make you collapse on the floor in a heap of tears and anguish? No? Just me? My number is sixty four. I know because she made me count each one.

All while being laid out across a board, my hair being yanked back and tied to the same rope tied to the hook that was digging into my ass every time I moved an inch.

When she was finished with me she didn't even untie me. Just left me there for someone else to find. Lucky for me it was the hot Master from before.

"I knew I would find you." He says playfully as he enters the play room. I tried to wiggle around to see him but I can't move.

"Poor baby." He ran a gentle finger over my welts. I felt soft kisses up and down my thighs and legs. "Can I make you feel better?" He asks. It startles me for a moment I don't even know how to respond. It had to be rhetorical right? We didn't get asked anything. Just told. Just in case I have a slight nod.

Suddenly I am being untied, the hook is moved from inside of me and my hair is set free. I roll my neck thankfully and try to turn around.

He grabs my hips to stop me and pats the poor excuse for a table. "Up." He says, and it sounds smooth like velvet.

I obey. Climbing up onto the table on all fours. He kisses my wounds again before moving in towards my newly moistening pussy. He licks and kisses it softly. His tongue finds my clit and makes slow circles around it. I moan softly. Almost scared to enjoy it too much.

His tongue moves faster now, slipping in and out of my hole. It feels so good I want to cum, but I don't want it to stop.

"It's okay." He mutters from behind me. Taking a second to nibble playfully on one of my cheeks. "Let it happen. Let it all out." He says before going back to licking me. His strong strokes made my legs start to shake. I was getting so close.

"Can I cum sir?" I ask as I'm supposed to.

"Absolutely." He replies, not changing pace at all. It was so close. His mouth felt so good. Then it happened. I came hard. Gripping the table tightly.

I roll over quickly to face him, he smirks at me.

His green eyes dazzled, his thin lips with the perfect amount of beard, he looked like he stepped out of a magazine. Or my dreams. I noted the red infinity symbol on his wrist and leaned in to kiss him. Not sure why considering I would normally never do such a thing to a Master.

As soon as our lips touched I retreated.

"I'm sorry." I quickly drop to my knees, spreading my legs, and put my head down. Proper pet position.

"It's alright babe." He lifts my chin up and at me brushes my cheek with his thumb. As I looked up at him, the light shining behind his head. He looked like an angel. Felt like heaven. I have never felt anything like this before. Not since he who forced her into servitude. But even that was nothing in comparison.

"Come with me. But we have to be careful."

He cleans me up as best we can and then leads me down some corridors I have never been through before. He stops me, looking both ways down the next hallway. He pulls his shirt off and hands it to me. I put it on without asking a single question. Not very me of me. He grabs my hand and pulls me into a small room. It was decorated with band posters and cool figurines.

"Is this your place Master?" In that moment I realized I still didn't know his name. It must have been written on my face.

"I'm Skyler, and to be completely honest with you, I'm not technically a Master yet."

"Oh." I stand there, awaiting instructions.

"Come here." He moves towards his bed and waves at me to follow. I obey. Not just because he said it, but because I wanted to.

As soon as I sat he was pulling me into a kiss and for what felt like hours we just made out like high schoolers.

"Can I?" He asks, sliding his hand up my thigh, tracing his fingers over my labia.

I bite my lip and nod. "Yes please."

I feel a rush go through me as he slips a single finger inside of me.

"So warm and wet for me baby." He pulls it out and licks it. "Mmmm."

"You ready for me baby?" He asks once more before pulling down his pants. His perfectly curved member standing at attention.

I lay myself in my back and spread my legs wide for him.

"Please fuck me sir?" My eyes and lips in a pout.

"Oh, I will." He steps forward, grabbing my legs and holding them at the ankle, he slides into me slowly. I almost cum. I am so ready for it. He thrusts in and out of me soft and slow, looking down at my body, watching my little breast bounce. He leans into me more. Pushing more of himself inside of me. His hands now pulling at my hips with every thrust. We moan in unison as he gets faster and goes harder. Our soft sounds turn into animalistic screams as he keeps building up his pace. My hands are clawing at his back, I am unsure what else to do with them. Normally they are tied to something. They're free to roam and explode and all I can do is cling to his back muscles for life as he fucks me to near death.

I cum more than I have in my life.

We lay there for what seems like forever before he finally tells me we have to get back.

I hate it. I wanted to stay with him. As we attempt to sneak back down the same corridors, I can't help but jump at the sound of his boots hitting the ground as if we are being caught with each step. Finally we were close, but as we approach we hear a commotion in the kennels. Sky walks in and settles them down before waving me in to sneak back inside. I slip into my cage and we interlock fingers between the bars for a moment before he locks us inside. I curl up on my cot feeling the happiest I have been in a long time. Even with knowing my ass will probably be stretched wide open tomorrow, I fall asleep with a smile on my face.