I could hear him work the buckle of his belt. I couldn’t deny the rush of arousal that sound generated as I knelt on all fours in front of him. I’d come home from work to find him waiting with my leash in his hand, a playful glint in his eye, almost at odds with the stern expression on his face. I’d immediately dropped to my knees and waited as he circled me, slowly, deliberately. He’d reached out and run a hand over my hair then held the leash and collar out.
“Go upstairs. Strip to your underwear, put this on. Wait on the bed, ass up, face down.”
I’d hurried to comply and now I was trying to stay still and quiet as he stood behind me. My body tingled with excitement and anticipation and just the right amount of nerves. I hadn’t been able to gauge his mood. Was I going to feel the leather caress my ass? Or was he going to thrust his cock into my slick cunt? Both? I bit my lip as my belly clenched with desire.
Suddenly he fisted my hair, and yanked me up, my back flush to his chest. I could feel the heat rising off him and couldn’t resist shimmying my ass against his hard cock.
“You like this? Being my little fucktoy? My little pet?”
“Ohhhh yes Sir.”
“Good, because I’m in the mood to show you exactly what I mean when I say I own you.”
I hear the rasp of his belt through the loops of his pants and then he’s pushing me forward again until my head is touching the comforter. I feel the cool slide of leather on my skin and the wave of goosebumps that follow. I can’t control the shiver that works its way through my body.
The crack of the belt is as loud as my inhale, and swiftly followed by two more. The sting registers and then becomes heat. By the ninth stroke I can’t stay still, or quiet.
“Get your fucking ass back in position. NOW.”
I hurry to obey and as soon as I do another crack of the belt comes. But this one hits the delicate curve where my thigh meets my ass and I shriek.
“Oh! Oww! Ow! Please Sir…please.” I’m gasping words out as he brings the belt down once more, symmetrically on the other side.
“PLEASE!” a small sob escapes me with that last flick of leather. My ass is a mix of sensations – heat and stinging and a dull throb that is both painful and not. It matches the throb in my clit as my body works through all the sensations.
His hand smooths over the tenderized flesh and I whimper, not sure if I want to push into the touch or move away from it. His murmured “good girl” settles the argument and I lean back into him. His hand drifts down, finding the wetness that has gathered, belying my protests. He pushes one finger in, deep as he can and I buck and moan at the sensation.
“So wet little girl. Did my belt make you this wet?” His tone is mild and slightly amused, making me squirm with a heady mix of embarrassment and desire.
“Yes Sir.”
“And what do you think I should do about that?”
Fuck. This is the thing I both love and hate. Being made to ask for his cock. Having to admit out loud how much I get off on his control, his use of me.
A second finger slides into me and now he’s moving them fast, driving my desire until I’m breathless and riding his hand, chasing my orgasm. He pulls them out abruptly and smacks me hard, leaving me hanging, my empty cunt clenching around air.
“I asked you a fucking question.”
“Ahh! Ah. Please Sir. Please fuck me. Please. I need it.” My voice is high and thin, giving away my desperation. My dignity a thing of the past. I gasp in relief when I feel the head of his cock nudge against my swollen, soaked entrance.
“I know you do. Fuck back on my cock like the little slut you are. Show me how much you need it. And next time you don’t answer a question I’ll be using a different hole and you won’t get to cum. Understood?”
Remember how you smiled and kissed me so subtly earlier?
Remember how you whispered in my ear as your hand rubbed my cock under the table and said, “Too bad you can’t touch me too”?
Remember how we were driving to the party and you hiked up your skirt for me, letting me know you weren’t wearing panties?
Well, I remember all of that. I took all of that in. Tomorrow, when you wake up, you’ll remember this for sure. You’ll remember how hard you came. The inhuman noises that came out of your mouth. The way the entire room smelled like your dripping wet pussy.
Ready for more? Oh it doesn’t matter what you say, your body is giving me the answer I want to hear.
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