I'm kneeling at the door naked; arms behind my back, knees spread, eyes down when you come in. You walk past me with out a word. I wait....I know when you are ready you will let me know.
When I hear you call my name I stand to go into the living room where I find you sitting on a chair in the middle of the room.
I know what comes next, for I have been trained well. As I walk slowly towards you I can feel your eyes on my body. I reach the chair and turn slowly in front of you, I know you enjoy the view, you know I enjoy the anticipation of what may happen. Sometimes I feel your hands stroking my skin as I turn, sometimes I get a swat or two, today....nothing. I shiver, knowing you are going to make me work for it today.
Eyes still down, arms still clasped behind me, I kneel before you. Breasts thrust forward, nipples hard, thighs spread, juices glistening I ache for your touch. You lean forward and brush my nipples with the back of your hands, then you tweak them, hard enough to make me gasp. When you sooth them with your thumbs, I moan. You palm my breasts lifting their weight, enjoying their fullness. You lean forward, I arch my back, hoping to feel your mouth on me....but you bite my shoulder instead.
I whimper, "Please."
You stand and leave the room. I put my head to the ground knowing I'm about to be punished. When you return I wait in anticipation. You like to let me think about it, not knowing when the first strike will come, how hard and what you will use, makes it more exciting. When I feel your hand hit my ass, I jump. When it's followed by a half dozen more in quick succession, I know it will be a good night. You sooth my heated skin with your hand causing me to sigh and relax, but I hear the paddle hum through the air seconds before I feel the sting.
I say yes when you ask if I want more. I'll have to ask for them until I think I'm done. "Please, another. Please, another. Please, another."
When I have lost count, I ask you to stop, you put your hand between my legs to find me dripping wet. You lick your fingers and tell me I'm not ready yet.
You switch to a light whip, which I have to kiss and thank you for using. I don't even try to count the lashes, at this point I am pure sensation. When I am writhing from the pain/pleasure, you stop. Again soothing my flesh with your cool hands. You slide your hand between my legs to see how much I have enjoyed my punishment. You run your finger up and down my swollen flesh, slick with my juices, your fingers parting my lips. I moan with pleasure.
You reach around my body and roll a hard nipple between your fingers, you tug and pinch until I arch, thrusting my ass higher in the air and my breast into your hand. You do the same to the other nipple. All the while I can feel you stroking me, when you push a finger inside me I begin to shiver. I rock back and forth trying to get you deeper inside me. You add another finger, then another, working my flesh until I am dripping and ready to cum.
When you pull out and smack my ass I cry out in frustration. "Please Master, please....I need to cum." Of course your not even close to being ready to allow me to do that.
You grab me by the hair and raise my head. When I look into your eyes, they have darkened with pure desire. You lean close and kiss me slowly, running your tongue over my lips, nipping them gently, I open for you and feel your tongue touch mine. Sighing I lean into you for a melting kiss.
Knowing what you want and I need I suck on your tongue only to hear you groan in anticipation. I reach for the closure on your pants, noting how hard you are. When I set your cock free it juts from your body, ready. I lick the drop of precum of the tip and look up into your eyes.
"May I use my hands?"
You give me permission so I circle you with my hand and begin stroking your hard cock. I wrap my lips around the head and circle it with my tongue. I begin to slowly slide you into my mouth working you in and out until you are nice and slick. I suck you deeper into my hot, moist mouth and flick my tongue from side to side as I hold you near the back of my throat.