Welcome Home 168

She was very excited to welcome Sir home today. It had been a very long week for them both and she thought Sir could use some extra care. Some would think the extra care on her part would add to her stressful week but it allowed her mind to disengage from all that had happened and to focus solely on giving Sir pleasure, being pleasing to him.

She was used to denial at Sir's hand but his week had also meant denial from actively denying me so we both were missing out.

She left work early, made sure she was clean and presentable as always, decided against panties and a bra, she changed into a top that just showed the outline of her nipples to which she had attached some simple nipple clamps, put on a skirt so Sir would have as much access to her as possible whenever he wanted to touch her.

She had sent him her images for the day and was already dripping wet.

She could hear Sir's car in the driveway and the door closing. She knelt down just inside the door with her palms up on her knees.

When sir walked in the door he could tell she had made efforts to ha e the house tidied up and could smell that dinner was cooking.

He reached down and ran his fingers through her hair; tightening his grip at the back of her head he moved her head so she was looking into his eyes.

"What have you been up to today precious?"

She replied, "I know it has been a very long week for you Sir and wanted to surprise you and take extra care of you this evening if it would please you Sir. May I tell you what I had in mind? Of course Sir if you do not like my ideas you are free to change them or interrupt them as you see fit."

His grip tightened further in her hair before releasing his hands. He walked over to the couch and told her to come and kneel in front of him and tell him what she had come up with.

"First, Sir I was going to give your feet a massage while we waited for dinner to be finished, in an hour. Then while I cleaned up the dishes I will set you up to relax however you wish Sir until I have finished that chore. When done I was hoping you would consent to me giving you a full massage on the bed, hopefully allowing me to use my mouth and hands on your cock"

I know it may not have sounded like a lot but I intended to do a lot of teasing during these times if Sir allowed but I didn't want to ask and be denied, I would see how you reacted to my teasing before continuing.

I know that you always get ideas in your head and wanted to leave room for you to take things in whatever direction you wanted.

I waited for your response to my plans, squirming on my knees, hoping you would find them adequate.

"That sounds lovely gorgeous. It has been a very long week and some extra care and pampering is exactly what I need."

I immediately began to undo and take of your shoes and socks. I retrieved the massage oil from my pocket, another reason for the skirt, and slowly began to massage your feet, making sure to work between your toes and the arches.

Before we knew it the bell that signalled dinner was done went off and I cleaned you up and we went in to eat, talking about our day and relaxing.

When we finished you sat with a drink to watch some TV and I quickly completed the dinner clean up and was back asking you to follow me into the bedroom.

Once there I slowly began to remove your clothes getting down my knees to undo your pants, your cock was hardening and I leaned in closed to nuzzle you and smell your scent, giving a quick little lick on the tip. You gave a soft moan but tugged my hair a bit, saying "I didn't give you permission to touch me so yet precious."

"Yes Sir."

I finished undressing you quickly and had you sit on the edge of the bed. I began to remove my shirt, pulling it over my head causing the chain on the clamps to jingle, almost in your face, you reached out and tugged on the chain hanging between the nipple clamps, making me gasp and moan and lean towards you.

I had frozen in the act of removing my skirt, my hands on my waist band. You continued to pull the chain down and away from my body. I had my face almost buried in the crook of your neck. I took the opportunity to inhale deeply and lick the crease where your neck met you shoulder, shuddering as you gave one last hard tug on the chain before letting go.

"Precious, you seemed to have stopped undressing, is there something wrong?"

I was panting as I said "No Sir, nothing is wrong, but I let myself get distracted from the task by your teasing Sir."

"That will not do slut, you promised to pamper and take care of me and you let yourself get distracted. Please pay attention to not let it happen again." You said this softly, as you say almost everything, but I knew you would be disappointed if I let myself get carried away too much before I finished my task.

"Yes Sir I will do my very best to not let your teasing distract me from your pleasure."

"Please Sir, will you get up on the bed and lay down on your stomach? I would like to start with your back and legs."

Once you were on the bed, with a leg on each side of you I settled myself just below your ass, I poured some of the lotion I grabbed into my palms and began to work from your neck down your back. Every once in a while I would lean down and either lick, suck, or nibble a bit at a spot that looked good. I paid close attention to your lower back, kneading your ass, before moving down your legs I gave one long lick to your ass, tonguing it softly. You were moaning softly and didn't object but not wanting to push my good luck I continued to move down your body, once again giving your feet a little extra care.

I move to the side and said, "Please Sir, turn over."

Once you did I could see that you were slightly hard from the attention so far. I began working at your shoulders and down your arms. I used my nails to drag slightly down your chest and stomach loving the feeling of your skin under my hands.

However, being so fixated on touching you I didn't see your hand come up and slap my ass, grabbing it. I gasped, but I continued to focus on finishing the massage. Unfortunately, you were determined to see if you could distract me from the task, now that your hands were free to roam.

As I attempted to move down the front of my legs you said stop.

I looked up at you and said, "Sir is everything okay?"

Your only reply was to pull on the chain between my nipples, causing me to moan. I made sure to keep kneading your chest. You took your other hand and directed me to move between your legs, letting go of the chain you put your hand on my hand and your cock to my lips. I looked up at you to make sure I was really allowed to do what I thought.

"Suck my cock fucktoy."

I immediately licked the tip of your cock, moving my tongue to the base of your cock and giving one long lick. I thoroughly wet your cock before taking the tip fully into my mouth.

You allowed me to work my mouth up and down your cock taking in as much as I thought I could before you put both hands on either side of my head and began to fuck my face with your cock. I did my best to relax my throat as you pushed more of your cock in my mouth.

"Touch yourself fucktoy, massage your clit and fuck your pussy with your fingers. But do NOT cum!"

I reached down between my legs and began to use my fingers on my clit. I tried to go slowly, knowing I was not allowed to cum without your permission, and I had no idea how long you would use me before cumming yourself.

I never really knew what made up your mind to let me cum, I only know I had to earn it, sometimes my denial began to interfere with simple tasks and would end up causing me to make mistakes, usually I was able to tell you when I was reaching this point but sometimes it would build up before I knew what was happening. Sometimes you would allow me to cum with only having denied me a few days. Other times it would seem almost as regular as clockwork, weekly, bi-weekly and then suddenly deny me for a month. It certainly kept me on my toes. I had long since stopped trying to figure it out. You would let me cum when you wanted and that is all that mattered. But it meant that I had to be careful to follow instructions and not to over extend myself in play.

I moaned and sucked harder on your cock as soon as my fingers touched my clit. Your fingers dug harder into my hair increasing the pace of your cock sliding in and out of my mouth.

Suddenly, you pulled out of my mouth, and I whimpered at the loss of your cock, but knew not to say anything. You knew I felt the loss.

"Lay down on your back fucktoy."

You proceeded to get some things out of the bedside drawer. When I saw what you grabbed, I could feel my wetness begin to seep out of my pussy faster. First was a medium sized butt plug and second was decent sized dildo.

You inserted the butt plug into my pussy to get it coated with my juices. "Lift your legs and spread them wide toy." Once I had done so, you carefully inserted the plug; wiggling it a bit to make sure it was in place securely. "Put your legs down."

Once my legs were down you positioned yourself between them and began to lick my cunt, long and slow licks, stopping to suck on my clit hard, before biting down with your teeth. My hips bucked and your hand came out to slap my thigh, while your head came up you told me to be still or you would stop.

I tried to settle myself and clutched the covers to stop myself from moving. Your head bent back down and you once again alternated between long, slow licks of my cunt and hard sucks, little nibbles and bites on my clit.

It was taking all I could not to move and soon was begging to cum, but you continued to deny me, telling me I was not allowed to cum.

Just as I thought I was going to disobey you, you stopped, lifting your head you crawled up my body, licking and nibbling until you reached my face, kissing me deeply. I moaned at tasting my juices from your tongue and your face.

You put the dildo in my hand. "Fuck your pretty little cunt with the dildo fucktoy, no cumming, I will tell you how fast I want you to go."

I reached down and slowly put the dildo in my cunt. I was sensitive from your previous playing with my pussy and felt every millimeter of that dildo enter me.

As I did this, you once again put your cock at my lips and told me to suck it. I opened my mouth wide, and you began to slide your cock along my tongue.

"You are to move the dildo at the same pace as I fuck your face toy. Do you understand?"

I tried to nod my head as much as I could. You seemed to think I understood, because you said, "good girl."

You rested your hands on the headboard for leverage and began to fuck my face slowly; I began to move the dildo. Every time you increased the pace, I moved the dildo faster. I began to suck your cock harder, making it difficult for you to pull out of my mouth with the suction. Unfortunately, I knew I would have a very hard time keeping up with this pace and worried that I would disobey and cum without permission if you increased the pace much more before cumming.

I could hear your moans becoming more strained and your movements more frenzied, unfortunately my pace with the dildo began to match yours. I increased my suction as much as I could, feeling your cock hit the back of my throat and a hardening of your cock that signalled you were about to cum, but you slowed your pace just before that happened back to where we started. My eyes went wide as you looked down at me. I knew I looked panicked because I was so close to cumming.

"We're going to start again fucktoy. No cumming."

You started up the pace and backed down at random intervals, before long I had tears streaming down the side of my face from both the face fucking and the efforts to hold back my orgasms. I was moaning continuously, making pleading sounds, sounds that would have been begging had my mouth not been so full of your cock.

This time I could feel that hardening of your cock in my mouth as soon as your increased the pace for the first time and knew you would not be able to hold out much longer, so I sucked on your cock for all I was worth and felt your cum hit the back of my throat. You pulled out slightly so that you could pump your cum into my mouth, allowing me to taste and milk your cock.

You pulled out of my mouth, reached down and gently pulled the dildo out of my pussy. "Clean the dildo off fucktoy, get all these juices off." I dutifully began to lick the dildo clean. My hips were still rocking to the motion as if I was still fucking myself with the dildo. You pulled out the butt plug just as gently, causing me to moan loudly around the dildo. Lastly, you removed the nipple clamps gently massaging my nipples to ease any soreness.

Once the dildo was clean you came up beside me, took it from my hands and placed it on the table beside the bed. Wrapped your arms around me and told me how proud you were of me for listening and not cumming. I feel asleep exhausted but utterly happy that my plans to pamper and care for you tonight went so well. I knew I would be on the edge of cumming for the next day at least from this session, but it was all worth it for the feeling of pride and satisfaction you gave me.