Burning within me
Boiling within my blood
Is the need
Basic as breath
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This post contains mature erotic content based on (light) D/s themes that may offensive to some readers and highly erotic to others. Not safe for work. That said, enjoy. Part I here…
Arriving in the bedroom I was to lie down on the padded chest at the end of the bed. Sir had it made so it was high enough for him to penetrate me if he desired but it would not be an obvious piece of sex furniture. He removed my nipple clamps sucking each nipple deeply until I moaned before he turned the chest length ways, instructing me bend over the chest, face down, stretching my arms above my head. He showered me with hard spanks then kissed my burning skin. I heard him get out the cane and swish it through the air, my skin prickled in anticipation, I had only experienced the cane a very few times. “I will give you five each side. You will count.” He ran the coolness of the cane up my inner thigh and over my hot ass before raising it and bringing it down. The sting took my breath away but I remembered to count. The second one brought tears to my eyes; the third, fourth and fifth cries. He rubbed aloe vera into this ass cheek before starting on the other, I counted and whimpered then he was rubbing the aloe in and crooning to me “such a good girl, so sexy and obedient. You are going to cum for me now.” Then he was licking my pussy parting my lips and sliding his fingers inside my velvet-wet depths. He teased my sensitive clitoris but knew I was a tightly coiled ball of sexual arousal right at the peak of orgasm so he paused tortuously often.
My ass stung brutally from his punishment but the sweetness of his touches was drawing me closer and closer to a deep and engulfing orgasm. His tongue probed my tight ass drawing deeper moans of pleasure from me. His fingers slid in and out of my slick pussy in time with his tongue pressure “You like that my dirty girl?” Sir asked as he probed deeper, knowing full well the shame I feel for liking ass play. “Yes Sir, your dirty girl likes your tongue on her ass.”
“I want you to cum for me, I am going to slid my finger covered in your salty sweetness into your tight little ass hole and you are going to cum for me.” His voice had me right on the edge but I managed a breathy reply, “Yes Sir.” True to his word he withdrew his fingers from my hot pussy and slowly slid one finger into my ass. My orgasm exploded through me a wave of intense pleasure from this one small manipulation of my body. I let my voice express the depth of the orgasm; his fingers found my clit and pushed me further not allowing the orgasm to wane. My ecstatic moans increased in volume as my Sir slid another finger into my wet and willing pussy. “Now my sweet girl you will soak me with you fluids only then will I penetrate you.” I was unable to answer the sweet crescendo he was building had me beyond forming words. His fingers retreated and a sharp thwack across my blazing buttocks brought back my tongue, “Sorry Sir, I was lost in the bliss you are giving me, yes my Sir I will ejaculate at your command that you would give me penetration. Oh Sir how I want your cock inside me.” He rubbed my ass cheeks, “Better.” His fingers returned, firstly the one in my ass then in my pussy then more rubbing my swollen clit. The combination was perfect the angles just right, within moments I had flooded him with my juices and I heard him moan his pleasure. He keeps riding my ass with his finger as I hear his trousers drop then his hardness is pushing against my pussy tantalizingly poised to enter, I cannot help but beg “Please Sir please fill me with your hardness, claim this body that belongs to you.” I have spoken out of turn he growls and grabs my knotted hair pulling on it fiercely as he enters me deeply with brute force.
He is fucking me viciously two fingers now in my ass, his hand yanking my head back and his manhood gorging on my hot flesh. Suddenly I am on the verge of cumming again his fingers leave my ass and he brings his hand down on my burning cheeks again and again, he does not allow me to let go, fucking me harder and deeper my will is slipping, as if he knows abruptly he is still. He withdraws commanding me to rise and settle myself at the end of the trunk. He seats me just on the end legs spread wide, breasts out hands behind my ass cheeks to support me, feet tucked into the nook designed for this very position. He watches me as hungrily as if it were the first time he has seen me proudly spread open before him. His eyes on the moisture leaking from me onto the cushioned trunk. Watching my parted lips as I wait eager for whatever is to come next. He tweaks my nipples hard his erection twitching with the pleasure. He grabs my right breast firmly with his whole hand and slaps the nipple firmly several times then sucks viciously at it, unbidden moans pour out my of throat. Turning his attention to my left breast he repeats this procedure biting the soft flesh sharply causing me to suck in my breath.
He reaches for a large dildo and pushes it into my mouth. “I want to pound your soft flesh until you are spent I am going to push you further than ever before my treasure you are so wet and hot I want to fuck you and claim you again and again.” The dildo is still in my mouth he pulls it out holding my eyes “Please claim this one Sir, I am your girl to do with as it pleases you.” He smiled and kissed me, “That’s my good girl.” He traced the dildo down my form over my now aching nipple, then he traced further down to part my moist nether lips dripping with want. My stinging ass was hurting from sitting on it but this did nothing but heighten my arousal. He penetrated me deeply with the dildo, it was huge, much larger than any he had used before I held steady as he pushed it as deep as possible allowing me to become accustomed to its size then he began fucking me with it in earnest. My body seemed to be trying to stop it entering but his insistence and my wetness allowed him to push past my tensing. Firmer he plunged as I began to feel another orgasm rise. He slapped at my breasts with his free hand, “Keep your pose, breasts forward, straight back.”
“Yes Sir,” I whimpered as the pleasure deep within my stretched pussy grew in intensity. I cried out wordlessly,
“Hold it my dirty slut. Let it build higher first.” He increased the pressure and speed within me I whimpered my plea
“Please Sir, please let me cum.” He rammed harder but did not give permission then he was rubbing my clit firmly and finally said “Now.” I came loudly more fluid gushed from me, suddenly the dildo was gone and Sir’s much smaller, but more organically heated cock was inside me driving the orgasm further again and again I released over him, struggling to maintain my pose.
He pushed me onto my back with my legs spread pointing up to the ceiling. “Hold this position.” Then the dildo was poised at my swollen lips and his cock at my tightest entrance. He slid both inside me simultaneously I moaned at the pleasure and the pain of holding my legs suspended in the air. He found his rhythm I cried out to god and my Sir was telling me to touch my clit “rub it hard dirty girl, slap your nub until you cum for me again.” I did as I was bid, orgasm tearing through me as I did so. My breasts ached, my ass cheeks burned, my thighs burned from holding them up and spread wide but still I came harder and harder. The pleasure overwhelmed me I was awash in an ecstatic release that was only pushed further when my Sir finally allowed his own release. The pleasure still washed through me my body pulsing with the orgasms retreat. After some moments of stillness and our breath returning to normal my Sir spoke, his voice softened with his release. “Such a good girl, I think I should bathe you before you sleep.” He lowered my legs and moved me so I would be more comfortable as he went to run the bath for us. I lay listening to him whistling an old tune as he went about this task, utterly spent and calm thanking my lucky stars for such a wise and generous Sir.
This post contains mature erotic content based on (light) D/s themes that may offensive to some readers and highly erotic to others. Not safe for work. That said, enjoy.
I cannot settle, my mind is in a whirl of confusion. Nothing I do will calm me. One of my bosses spoke harshly to me for an error that was not my fault, I tried to defend myself but he got angrier. After a while I decide to quickly email my Sir for some guidance and direction.
Sir, I cannot concentrate at work today. Mr Royce yelled at me for something that the new girl has done incorrectly. Now I am making mistakes and am flustered. I need direction so that I can focus and calm myself. Please Sir, what should I do?
I was deeply soothed when a few minutes later Sir’s email reply popped into my inbox.
My sweet girl, stop for a moment close your eyes and imagine my voice. Count to ten then read on. I am going to give you instructions for when you get home. You will shower; dress only in your white cup-less corset, the one that laces at the front. Tie your lovely long hair up into a loose bun on the top of your head. Then you will place your mat 3 feet from the door, kneel with your knees spread wide and hands palm up on your thighs. Your eyes will be lowered watching the front door mat for my arrival. You will wait in this posture until I come home, no bathroom break, no shifting of posture, just the picture of grace. I will know if you have disobeyed my instructions. When you see my shoes enter the house you will remain waiting, eyes lowered until I instruct you further. Sweet girl I will firstly ask if you mastered your distraction at work and how well you did will affect my decision about your punishment. Yes, my lovely you will be punished. Now sweet girl focus yourself and finish your day with the grace, strength and beauty I know you possess.
Feeling better already, I replied;
Thank you Sir, I will do better. I will aim please you with my posture and progress when you arrive home.
The rest of the day was effortless as I imagined Sir was in the office watching my every move. I arrived home smiling and calm feeling pleased with my progress. I sang in the shower and laced up my corset delighted with how my breasts looked exposed above the top of the fabric. I fixed my hair, tidied the bathroom and went to present myself as Sir had described.
At first I was aware of the movement of the daylight, the sounds drifting in from the neighbourhood, the slight discomfort in my body, an itch on my back but soon I was deeply calm and then, before I knew it, I heard his key in the door and his shoes stepped onto the mat in front of my eyes. I almost sighed out loud in pleasure but I simply released my breath instead. He closed the door and placed his briefcase down. I could hear him unbuttoning his coat. Normally I would assist but he was watching me instead. I heard the coat being hung up on the coat rack and he stepped closer then walked around me.
“Very good sweet girl, your posture pleases me deeply. Now, tell me did you master yourself at work?” He returned to the door mat and stopped so that I was addressing his feet.
“Sir, I regained my focus and conducted myself with poise and grace through the rest of the day. I corrected the other girls mistakes and presented the document to Mr Royce with a smile, he apologized to me for being unfair and I gracefully accepted his apology. My day ended highly productively. Thank you Sir for your guidance.”
“Raise your eyes to mine my treasure,” I complied immediately. “Good girl, I am proud of you for asking for help and for taking my instruction. You are a very good girl and have made me proud by catching yourself behaving immaturely and asking for help when you could not move on.” He loosened his tie, this always quickened my breath. He lowered himself to a crouch,
“Come here and kiss me my beautiful girl.” Keeping my eyes on his and allowing my desire to show in them I crawled forward to him, he undid his tie as I approached on my hands and knees and I knew he was going to bind me with it, tingles of excitement ran through me.
“Stop there my girl, lick your lips for me, mmm now give me my welcome home kiss.” I leaned up to him and kissed him fervently he growled and sucked at my tongue and lips. One hand teased my already taut nipples bringing a deep moan from within me. We kissed for a few moments more before he gently pulled away.
“Now, my delight we need to eat. Stand up, turn to the kitchen and stand legs shoulder width apart.” I complied immediately and was graced with a firm hand spanking my naked ass cheek. It was a light and playful swat, I was careful not to make a sound.
“Oh my sexy girl.” He picked up my mat and walked directly into the open plan kitchen a few feet away. He put the mat on the floor where I could kneel and be part of the meal preparation but not in his way.
“Come to me sweet girl I have a mind to have you on your knees while I cook for us.” I walked as elegantly as I could toward him stopping in front of him spreading my feet shoulder width apart again.
“Hands behind your back.” Once I had done so he bound my wrists firmly with his tie.
“Now on your mat, knees spread as wide as you can and a nice straight back.” I carefully placed myself, it was much harder to do with my wrists bound but I managed without faltering.
“Oh my gorgeous girl I was going to cook straight away but I find the sight of you so obedient, so graceful too enticing,” he moved to stand in front of me pushing his hard cock against my lips.
“I think a little appetizer might be in order.” He rubbed his hardness against my mouth until I moaned
“ah, sweet girl, what is it you want?” I was wet already from the kneeling and his passionate kiss now I was aching, my nipples longing to be touched
“please Sir, I want to worship your cock.” He moved away slightly, to unbuckle his belt and drop his work slacks to the ground, he wasn’t wearing any briefs. I moaned loudly at the sight of his sexy rock hard cock, I licked my lips in anticipation. He teased my lips with his head before pushing deeply inside my mouth, he slowly slid in and out creating tantalizing shivers through my body. He pushed as deeply as he could supporting my head with his hands telling me what a good girl I was the whole time. My nipples were aching my pussy dripping wet. He increased his speed but continued using long strokes. I tasted a little precum which made me moan deeper. He pulled out of my mouth and rubbed his precum on my lips,
“Do you like that my dirty sexy girl?”
“Yes Sir, I like that very much.”
“Do you want more?”
“Yes Sir, I want more of your cock and your seed.” He slid back in to my hot and willing mouth, as deep as I could take him then he started thrusting in short, sharp pulses taking himself to the edge before pausing again. He moaned as he slid slowly out then plunged back in. I could feel his excitement building, which made me start to suck harder, his cock was so silky and hard, so tantalizing. He pulled out and came on my open lips then my breasts squeezing every drop onto my skin. Then he rubbed my lips with his fingers pushing his seed into my mouth then using both hands he rubbed and massaged his cum into my breasts. I licked him clean then he dressed himself again. “Stay right there my beautiful slut.”
When he returned he had nipple clamps in his hand. “While I prepare dinner you are to wear my seed and these,” he jingled the clamps “I want you think about what I should spank you with, what punishment would suit your behaviour today. He teased my nipples so they stood more erect before attaching each clamp and tightening them until I squirmed. He connected the chain between them and pulled on it causing me to moan. He put some music on, poured a glass of Argentinean red wine and began cooking us rib eye steak with mushroom sauce, minted baby potatoes and a fresh salad. We talked and laughed he gave me sips of wine, tugged on my nipple chain asked me to taste the sauce and offer opinion. He served one large plate and asked me to stand, elegantly and move to the table. He brought me my mat and placed next to his chair I knelt at his command and he proceeded to feed us both. I adore being fed by him. I love to cook for him and serve him but when he cooks and feeds me I feel like his prized treasure, a submissive queen that he helps shape to be more regal. Once we have eaten he unbound my hands rubbing them to ensure the blood flow has returned then sits back to observe me taking care of the cleaning up. “Well, have you decided my little one? What should I punish you with?” I flush with heat at thought of punishment.
“Well Sir, I think one of the canes would be suitable.” His eyebrows rose,
“The sharp sting will remind me to breathe when I feel ashamed of my behaviour and calmly figure out what best to do.”
“You know, sweet girl, I really am very proud of you for asking for help. There was a time that you would not have and you would have come home angry with yourself and be defiant with me seeking punishment. It would only come out after your punishment what had caused such defiant behaviour. Today you came to me immediately and had a good outcome. Pour me some more wine.” I did so, “turn, spread your legs shoulder width, bend at the waist and reach forward arms at shoulder height. Mmm, look at that silky wetness.” His fingers ran over my slick labia and rubbed my clit until it was a tight little nub. He slid one finger deep inside me twisting it a little and caressing my sweet spot. He pressed this now wet finger against my tight ass sliding it in a little before twisting and pulling out. Oh his gentle teasing had me quivering for more. He started to circle his palms on my ass cheeks warming me up for my punishment. He slapped me hard several times then I heard him stand and move his chair so he could better access me. He stood beside my legs and delivered several hard blows over both cheeks rapidly. Oh he was making me so wet. He gave me more, even firmer blows until I cried out. Then he picked up his wine, asked me to straighten took hold of my nipple chain and led me to our bedroom.
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