I feel your gaze follow me as I re-enter the room. You can hear that I'm already breathing heavier in anticipation. I move to walk past you to sit back down. You stop me.
"Down." You quietly but firmly say. The rich, deep tone of your voice makes it clear that its a command and its not up for discussion or hesitation.
One word. That one word makes my knees feel weak, my face flush slightly and my heart beat even faster.
I obediently drop to my knees in front of your parted legs. My head bowed, hands clasped together behind my back.
I sneak a shy, quick glance at your face, the pleased and content look that is there in your expression is all I need to see to feel totally comfortable right where I am.
Its a new feeling for me, to be and feel so relaxed in this position. Feel like this is where I'm meant to be, like at this moment in time there is nowhere else I'd rather or in fact want to be. I'm supposed to be here knelt at your feet awaiting instruction or command or quite simply just left there in my total submission to you... To just be.
At a guess some 15 minutes have passed in total silence and I've spent this quiet time enjoying the comfortable, relaxed and in some ways excited feeling's that serving you in this new way brings.
You lean forward slightly and place your hand on top of my head and slowly trace your fingers down the left hand side of my face until you reach my chin and tilt my head up to look at you. You say nothing at first just hold my head tilted towards you for a minute or so then say in the same tone as before, "Who's little slut are you?"
I take a deep breath and quietly but with no hesitation or doubt in my voice say, "Yours Master."
"Yes that's right, you're mine. My dirty little cock loving whore."
I take a quick sharp breath before replying a little quieter this time, "yes Master."
You grin and letting go of my chin move your hand down to my throat applying a little pressure. Your hand is tightening and I'm finding it slightly difficult to breathe but still managing to get some short breaths through my nose. You part your legs more and move forward, making me feel crowded, intimidated.
You bring your left hand up to my mouth and trace my lips. I can't help but to stick my tongue out slightly and lick the tip of your finger, you push your finger past my lips, grazing over my bottom teeth, and slowly into my mouth letting it rest on my tongue once its fully inside my mouth you bring your head closer to mine, and whisper in my ear almost to yourself, "I bet you'd like this to be Master's cock in your mouth my little slut."
I say nothing in reply but close my lips around your finger and start to suck gently. You laugh softly and start moving your finger slowly in and out of my mouth, teasing me with the thought of it being your cock. Knowing that that's what I want, what I need. You add another finger and start moving them more forcefully in and out of my mouth, deeper until you make me gag but it only makes me suck harder.
"Are you ready for the real thing slut, would you like Master's cock in your mouth?" You ask. I moan around your fingers and nod my head. Suddenly you remove your fingers and put your hand with the other around my throat, pressing tighter, I can hardly breathe. You say in a louder and stern voice, "That is not a proper response is it slut?"
"No, Master," I gasp "Sorry. Yes I would like your cock in my mouth please Master." I struggle to say with the last of my remaining air.
You slowly count out loud to five and then relax your grip and I take a few deep gulping breaths, my eyes are watering a little and I'm shaking slightly. I'm also very excited my nipples are hardening and Your/my cunt is getting very wet and is throbbing gently.
You sit back and let me catch my breath for a few moments before instructing me to raise my arms above my head. I do so immediately and you lean forward once more and remove my top and bra placing them on the sofa next to you.
You gently but firmly start to caress and kneed my full breasts, not touching the nipples even though you must be able to tell how hard they now are. My breathing is starting to get heavier again. You brush the backs of your hands across my nipples teasing me and it makes me shiver slightly.
I see you smile as you move your hands and take a firm hold of my now very hard nipples between your thumbs and first fingers. You start by gently pulling them out towards you but are soon pulling harder and twisting them hard from left to right then back again. I wince and try to pull back a little, this only makes you readjust your grip and pull harder, making me squirm on my knees as its quite painful by this point.
You stop and I breathe a quiet sigh of relief. You then instruct me to stand up. I do so and you undo my trousers and pull them down my legs along with my silk and lace panties. I step out of them both and you add them to my top and matching silk and lace bra on the sofa. I'm now standing in front of you naked, wearing nothing but my collar that you'd placed around my neck as soon as I arrived earlier.
I'm then told to kneel back down but facing away from you on my hands and knees this time. You sit back and wait for me to get into position.
I say nothing but hesitate and stay where I'm standing in front of you. You sense my hesitation and frowning you stand up placing one hand in my hair and the other on my collar. Griping tightly to my hair and placing two fingers into the ring on the collar you force me down to the floor. I struggle slightly but you overpower me and in seconds before I know it I'm flat on the floor on my stomach and you're half on top of me holding me there.
I'm still now and not fighting but your hand is still tight in my hair. You pull my head up sharply, it brings fresh tears to my eyes, "When I give you an order whore, you obey. Understood?!"
"Yes Master" I reply in a choked voice. You let go of my hair and push my head down, holding it there firmly, so that my right cheek is against the floor. You take my arms one at a time, and place them at the small of my back holding my wrists in your other hand.
I feel disappointed in myself. Why did I hesitate and struggle to obey a relatively simple command. I shouldn't be shy any more around you and, mostly I'm not, but still it catches me out sometimes and I'm annoyed at myself for that happening today. Its no excuse, you are my Master and I trust you. You haven't led me wrong yet, and I can't ever see that happening except of course in the best possible ways. As I'm thinking this my body relaxes a little more.
You leave me like that, holding me in place for a couple of minutes. Then you lean over my head and say quietly, " I am going to release my hold on you and sit back down on the sofa, you are going to get up as soon as I move and get on your hands and knees, to display that slut cunt and arse for me. Is that clear whore?"