Worth the Wait

The contradiction is delicious; I hate the interminable wait until I see you again, yet I love it. The anticipation is exhaust, building slowly at first, but increasing in fervency with every moment that passes, feeding my growing arousal until I find it difficult to concentrate on anything else. All day I’ve been watching the clock, willing the hands to move faster, eager for your arrival, to feel your hands on my aching, needy body.

And now here you are, pulling onto my drive; my pussy is soaked, my clip is becoming for a touch.. a stroke.. a lick.. anything you will deign to bestow… Not playing when I’ve been so horny all day has been a most stimulating torture.

As per your instructions, I unlock the door, put down the keys, and go upstairs to remove my clothes. I diligently knee at the side of the bed, facing the door with my knees spread wide so you can see my slick pussy when you enter.

The front door opens; another rush of moisture as I hear you come in,Then close and lock the door. I listen to you moving about downstairs. You take your time, purposely extending my wait, as if daring me to move out of position. I find it hard to stay still when I’m so excited, but I persevere because I want to please you. Your footsteps on the stairs – slow, deliberate – cause my exposed clip to spasm. How can I be so close to orgasm when you’ve not even looked at me, let alone touched me yet?

You stop in the doorway, and run your gaze over me from top to bottom, narrowing in on my dripping wet pussy before meeting my eyes.

“You’re very wet Angel… Have you been playing without permission?”

I shive as the tone of your voice washes over me, making my already hard nipples ache with the need to feel your mouth on them. “No, Sir. It’s all for you”. I try hard not to fidget as you continue to explore me with your eyes.

“Very good, Angel. Get onto the bed, hands and knees, eyes on the headboard; don’t take them off it”, the note of command compels me to quickly do as I’m told. I almost turn my head as I hear you move from the doorway, but catch myself, staining my ears to follow your progress across the room. The bed dips with your weight, and I can’t stop a moan from slipping out as you run your hands down the inside of my thighs, slowly pushing my knees further apart.

“Oh no, my dear, that wasn’t the ladylike silence I expect from you.”

Teasingly, using just your fingertips, you trace a path back up to my pussy. A single finger slowly, so slowly, circles my throbbing clip, and I bite my lip to stop another moan from escaping.

“Don’t cum until I give you permission”. Your order is all the warning I get before you thrust two fingers from your other hand in and out of my dripping wet pussy, and move the finger on my clip faster and harder. I can’t help but push back onto your fingers even as I try so hard to prevent the orgasm I’m on the edge of. The feel of your thumb pushing against the punchr of my ass is too much; you know exactly which of my buttons to press, and I tumble over the edge, trembling and gasping for breath as I’m taken by the release I’ve been desperate for but denying myself all day.

“Oh my dear, I’m very disappointed”, the satisfaction in your voice beliefs your words, “it appears someone needs to be shown who is in charge”, I shiver again as you bring your mouth to my ear, “to remind you who you belong to. This will probably help you remember…” You held a collar infront of my face and I feel my pussy clnch involuntarily on the fingers still filling me. “So naughty…. You want this don’t you, my dirty, dirty Angel?”

Unable, unwilling, to hold back, I turn my head and take your mouth in a desperate kiss. With a hand in my hair you hold me Still as you take back control. I love the way you kiss me. As I savour your taste my eyes begin to close, but a glimpse of the spreader bar and cuffs poking out of the bag you dropped at the door when youcame in captures my attention. It’s the riding crop which draws a smile even through your masterful kiss, however, because I know that, as you always do, with this ‘punishment’ you will give me exactly what I need….

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