She felt helpless. Naked. Vulnerable. And she revealed in it. How she reached to have this feeling again, to be tied down, her wrists and ankles strapped to the bed beneath her, her legs spread wide as the cool autumn air from the open window saturated the room, making her skin tingle, her nipples harden into tight little knots on the top of her quivering breasts, but most of all, she had missed the feeling of having her pussy stuffed full, of having her cream spill down her thighs, coating the bed, to pool beneath her ass. The vibrations started up again, sending little jolts of pressure against her clip and she jumped, straining against the restraints holding her down, lifting her hips up higher, trying her best to squeeze her legs just a little closer, so close to the release that she craves…
“What do you think you’re doing, pretty girl? You Know you’re not supposed to move.” She flushes, not realizing Master had been in the room, and she quickly relaxes into the bed, bitingher lip, trying to remember how to form cooperative sentences.
“I-I’m sorry Master. I just couldn’t help myself.” She licks her lips, the skin dry from her heated panting, and she listens closely as Master stands up, trying her best to pay attention to even the tiniest detail of his movements.
“I know Pet, you’ve been edged relentlessly for a week now. It must be so hard to be denied what is usually so easily given.” Her face flushes, but this time for a different reason. Shame filters in through the thick fog of desire and she swallows auditory.
“Master, I-” She wants to apologize again, but he gently rubs the back of his knuckles across her breast, purposely avoiding her aching nipple.
“I know my Pet, I know. I’m no longer angry with you. You’ve been such a good girl this week, taking your punishments without protest.” She nods her head, squeezing her hands into fists, trying her best to keep her orgasm at bay as the vibrator moves independently inside her.
“But, I have to wonder. Have you learned your lesson?” Master’s hand moves down to her stomach, lightly swirling his finger inside her belly button, and she’s reminded of the time she licked his cum off of his stomach, how it tasted on her tongue, as his fingers pushed deep inside her sticky pushy pushy, stretching her…
“Focus Pet.” Master gives her a warning slap on her thigh and she jumps, her skin tingling from where his palm still rested on her feverish skin.
“Yes Master, I have. I won’t ever forget to check in with you again.” She wishes she’d never gotten too caught up in her colors to have told Master she was home safe. How careless she had been.
“Very good Pet, I’m so very proud of you for being a big girl and admitting you had made a mistake and for trying your very best not to let it happened again.” She preens under his praise, her heart thumbing unevenly in her chest. How she loves Master, and the care he shows her.
“Please Master, please, touch me.” Shetries to keep the whine out of her tone, wanting to placate him, and have him touch her where she needs it most. She’s rewarded for remembering her manners.
Master clicks the remote, and the vibrator starts purring louder inside her, pressing harder against her clip, and he trails his hand up her stomach once more, cupping her breast in his called hand and she begins to shake, her thighs trembling and she strains once more against the restraints holding her hostage.
“So fucking beautiful.” Master breathes deep, his hand squeezing tightly around her breast, running his thumb over her aching tip.
“Are you close my delicious little Pet?” She nods her head, her throat unable to spit out words. Master’s grip tightens and he pinches her nipple.
“Remember your manners Pet. I need words.” She opens her eyes and she’s greeted by darkness. How she wishes he would take the blindfold off her eyes so that she could see the heated look in his eyes, the raw, hungry desireon his face. But she was the one who wanted to try the blindfold, and she has to admit, there is something sinfully arousing about being completely at Master’s mercy..
“Yes Master, I-I’m close.” She stutters out the words, thankful her brain is at least doing that much for her. Master continues to tease her, and she can feel it, the pinnacle of her orgasm, so close, when the vibrations suddenly stop. Master’s hand stops caresing her, and she’s left quivering, a sticky, sweaty mess on the bed.
“Master, I-I don’t understand.” Her head is gently yanked back, his hand tangled in her thick hair and she shivers. Her pussy clenching around the vibrator.
“Did you truly think I would let you cum that easily, Pet? Tsk tsk, such a silly little girl. We haven’t even gotten to Your real punishment yet.” She swallows, and squeezes her fingers together. His breath blows over her ear as he leans close.
“Now, be a good little Pet and spit on my fingers. It’s time to stretch that pretty little hole.”
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