For a moment, she was silent as if in deep thought. Licking her dry lips a few times, she was finally able to find her voice and speak... but not too forcefully. The tone was low, the words soft.
"Master, I must start over, I lost count."
"Well then Pet, you must ask me to punish you and describe how it is that you will want to be punished."
As she tried to find the confidence to say the words, I began to rub the shiny, black leather crop in little circles between her legs.
I could see her droplets of her juices as they glistened in the reflected candlelight on the triangle shaped end of the crop as I teased her with what was to come. Lightly, I tapped against her damp slit; making soft "splat" sounds as the crop made contact with the wet mat of hair that covered her sex, and her voice was quivering and broken with desire as she spoke.
"Master, I must be punished. I umm... I ...uh... I want you to... oh god! Ummm... I want you to spank my pussy! I have failed you Master and should be punished as you see fit."
"As you wish my dear..." I said softly.
With that, I brought the crop up, with an underhand swing, to land directly on top of her throbbing clit with a loud, wet, "slap."
Her knees immediately buckled under her and she lay still for a moment then slowly began grinding her hips against the cool sheets as she moaned softly; her hips twitching slightly as her body told of the need rippling through her.
Knowing that she would not be able, at the moment, to continue our current game, I ordered her to move forward so that I could release her wrists.
Slowly, she complied and I released her. Her hips were still moving back and forth a little and then it dawned on me that she still had the vibrating plug in place.
I ordered her to stand beside the bed so that I could remove the toy, and almost reluctantly, she obeyed. Pulling at the plug, I moved it out a little and stopped.
I then re-applied some lube to her now widely stretched hole, as she had become dry and this would aid in removing the object. As the widest portion of the toy stretched her again, she let out a low squeal in protest as it exited her rear orifice.
"Now Pet, you are to undress your Master, but... you may not, under any circumstance, touch my shaft. You have not earned that right yet. Do you understand?" I asked.
She shook her head in agreement with my demands, and I watched her intently as she slowly and seductively unbuttoned each button of my shirt, looking up at me to check my facial expressions and to be sure of my approval. As soon as the last button was undone, I tossed the shirt aside.
She then knelt in front of me, bringing her face mere inches from my throbbing cock, which was, by now, begging for release. What I wanted really wanted to do was to throw her down on the bed right now and take her, hard, until I could pump every drop of my hot seed into her, totally filling her hot wet cunt... but I knew I needed to prolong this pleasure longer.
Her hands fumbled with the belt buckle for a moment, and I could feel the palm of her hand resting on the engorged head of my shaft as she tried to get the metal buckle loose without touching my cock intentionally.
With the belt soon undone and hanging open, she slowly unfastened each button on the button fly, little by little, releasing the pressure on my swollen member.
As soon as she released the last button, my shaft sprang forward, almost hitting her on the nose as it strained against the thin silk fabric of my boxers.
Her eyes fixed on the small wet spot that was growing in size as the precum leaked from my loins. I noticed her face flush a deep crimson, as the length of my cock was literally now just inches from her face.
With trembling hands, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of my underwear, pulling then out towards her to free my aching member as she lowered them also to my ankles. Stepping out of them, I motioned her onto the bed and I soon followed her. Lying on my back lengthwise beside her, I then placed my hands behind my head.
"Now My Pet, I want you to climb on top of my cock and place the head against your pussy, but do not let it enter you yet."
"Yes Master," she squeaked.
She then threw one leg over me and straddled my hips. She then grasped my rock hard shaft with her right hand, and I could feel the hot wetness of her sex along with the tickle of fine curly hair as she nestled the mushroom shaped head against her wanting sex. Her eyes rolled back as she wiggled her hips around, to center it against her moist slit.
"Now dear, you may only take in the head. Then, as you feel it slip in, you must stop and place both of your hands on my chest."