"I love you Mistress Sarah", said Kathryn, as she stared at me with her bright green eyes.
Her eyes always had a slightly liquid look to them, as though she were about to cry, either with joy or from sadness. I didn't respond, which was nothing new. The first time she said she loved me was several weeks ago. Since then, she had said it at least once during each of our sessions. Being a lifestyle mistress, I hear proclamations of love on a regular basis. Usually I just ignore it. Unfortunately, Kathryn was as different from my normal slaves as a Mercedes was from a Toyota. As I said, I didn't respond. Not because I didn't have anything to say, but because I was on the verge of yet another orgasm from her skillful fingers.
Kathryn's fingers parted the lips of my slippery sex. She used her thumb to manipulate my clit, while her index and middle fingers probed my vaginal walls. Her fingers moved in and out of me slowly as she brought me to a boil. A few moments ago, her middle finger had crept lightly towards my rear, teasing my asshole with gentle circles of pressure. Somehow Kathryn had figured out how much I enjoy ass play. I moaned as her finger left my hole and returned to my pussy. I almost begged her to slip just the tip into my ass before making me cum. Can you believe it, me a mistress with 5 ½ years of experience, on the verge of begging my newest slave to finger my asshole? Instead I gave a throaty moan.
I continued to look at her face and eyes. I had seen Kathryn with this look before. She had a kind of determined look on her flushed face. Her normally creamy skin had pricks of color on her cheeks as though she had just put on makeup. Her long dark curly hair, usually coiffed in the most stylish manner, was in disarray. The curls at her temples were sticking to her face with sweat and other forms of bodily moisture. All in all she looked sexy as hell.
I inched closer to Kathryn on my knees to give her greater access to my sopping mound. I could feel her long slim digits digging deeper into me. I hadn't actually started humping her fingers yet, but my control was slipping quickly. I cupped her large, heavy breasts and began kneading them in time to her thrusts. Kathryn closed her eyes for a second, but reopened them almost immediately. Kathryn has the most amazing control of any slave I've known. I brought her right breast and its turgid nipple to my mouth. I teased it with the tip of my tongue, laving the areole and nipple from side to side. I felt Kathryn change the rhythm of her thumb on my clit to match my movements. Then she added a tap.
Side to side her thumb ran across my erect clit. Side to side. Side to side then, TAP! all the while maintaining the thrusting of her fingers into my pussy. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the nipple in front of me. I caught the pink nubbin between my teeth. Steadily I increased the pressure of my teeth. I was rewarded by a sharp, quick intake of Kathryn's breath.
Good! No way was I coming before her. I began to alternate between her breasts, biting at times and at other times sucking. I dropped my left hand between her legs, rubbing all over her mound. I caught her clit between my thumb and forefinger. I gently squeezed her clit and began pulling on it. Squeeze, pull, squeeze, pull, almost like I was jacking off a miniature cock.
"Unghh! so good mistress!"
Kathryn's fingers lost some of their rhythm as they continued to pleasure my pussy. Her right hand grabbed my buttocks frantically. Long fingernails left vivid red scratches on my soft cheeks. Kathryn stopped playing with my butt for a brief moment to bring her fingers to her mouth. When they returned, Kathryn's moistened fingers dove into the cleft of my cheeks.