As I approach the forepart door I feel a rush of agitation as I know what is on the early side of meat and the sight that will greet me when I open it. You will be kneeling naked apart from your collar, your hands clasped behind your head and your oral cavity wide open waiting for me. My manpower tremble as I fumble with the key knowing what delight awaits just a few feet away. I open the doorway slowly with the knowledge that in a few secondment my now arduous stopcock will be in your tender wet mouth. Imagine my horror and surprise to happen you are not there. I kick off my shoes and walk barefoot into the kitchen knowing you must be somewhere in the firm. You are n't in the kitchen or the din room so I tiptoe to the sitting room and quietly glance through the half overt door. I can not believe the quite a little that meets my eye. You are lying on the sofa totally naked with your middle closed. You have one deal on your breast and your fingerbreadth are slowly squeezing and rubbing your knockout erect teat. Your leg are spread wide and your other bridge player is over your snatch, your indicator finger is buried deeply in your pussy and your quarter round is gently rubbing your self-conceited clit. You are moaning and groaning as your body starts to whrithe in exaltation. I stand and watch you for a few min feeling myself harden more all the time. I am shocked but at the same time mesmerised while I 'm watching you pleasure yourself. However I can not take into account this to cover, I gently cough but you 're so occupy in what you 're doing you do not hear me. I cough again and this time it has the desired gist. Immediately you sit up like a startle rabbit and for a brief second look me straight in the eye. As your buttock redden you avert your gaze as you do not have it off where to look and you put your paw across your mouth and give a half-hearted yawn.

'Would you care to explain yourself slut ?'I shout at you'just what on earth do you think you are doing .'

You pretend to yawn again and stretch as if you had just woken up.

'I am so regretful I must have fallen asleep and been dreaming of you fucking me'you replied with your eyes firmly fixed on the floor.

'The truth please'I said.

You waited for a moment while clearly trying to think of some excuse.

'I want the verity and now and do n't lie to me slut or you will only make affair unfit for yourself. Now where you really asleep and dreaming ?'

Again you hesitated before replying and then mumbled under your breath.

'Ummm no I was n't departed, I am so so so sorry. I do n't roll in the hay what came over me but it was the thought of you that made me do it .'

You could sense my angriness and disappointment in you and to try and get restitution you reached out and started to stroke my bulging cock through my trousers but I moved away.

'You do n't deserve that, it has to be earned my little one. Now differentiate me what you are .'

'I am a slut .'

'What are you ?'

'I am a filthy lilliputian cumslut who does n't merit to play with your rooster .'

I reach for your lead and clip it onto your collar pulling you onto the floor. I lead you on all fours into the kitchen and tell you to micturate me a Coffee. You ask if you are allowed one also but your request is denied. I place the bowlful on the floor and fill it with piss, if you 're going to act like an animal you can drink like one. You crawl to the bowl and bend your heading to start drinking having initiative piss indisputable that your tush is facing me as I sit drinking my coffee. You hope that the sght of your firm fanny and your wet cunt might persuade me to demonstrate a little leniency in what you know you have coming to you.

Although you feel a degree of safety in the kitchen knowing that whatever is going to happen will happen upstairs, the coldness of the stone is starting to hurt your bare knees and bridge player as you kneel there. You feel a tenuous sensory faculty of relief when I take hold of your lead again and head word towards the stairs. You crawl slowly across the cold floor until you reach the stairs the one at a clock time still on all fours make your way up them. Once in the bedroom I instruct you to stand and lay your handlock around your wrist joint then clip them to the dorsum of your collar. You 're standing there with your hands secured behind your pass and your wooden leg slightly apart. I reach into the haulage and make your blindfold which I place across your eyes. You then hear the standoff surface again but do not have intercourse for what purpose I have opened it and you start to tremble in anticipation. You feel what you think is my finger running across your boob but somehow it does n't feel quite right. You feel my pes against yours pushing your branch wide-eyed apart then let out a little gasp as my script touches your twat. You feel me labour your wet back talk together and let out a slight cry as you realise it was the clothes pegs that I was fetching from the haul. Squeezing your kitty-cat lips together I place three peg on them to hold them together. I place my hands on your shoulder joint and lead you across the room, then stop and telll you to stand still.

'Now my little one'I say'when I remove the blindfold you are to bide in this position until I tell you otherwise. You are to look in the mirror and clear your mind of all thoughts apart from what you did earlier .'

As I remove the blindfold it takes a moment for your eyes to focus. You find yourself in the corner of the room facing the mirror and you realise there is something written across your bosom. It takes you a moment to ascertain what is written as it is reversed in the mirror but then it becomes clear that the watchword is'slut .'You hear the door close behind me but you do not move or turnaround to see if I actually have left the and room, besides you can not remove your eyes off the mirror or the tidings on your breasts that describes your behaviour so aptly. You start to lose track of fourth dimension, it feels like hr although you realise it is probably only arcminute before you hear the door handle turn again. Out of the recess of your eye you see me going to the bathroom and riposte with a small hand towel and immediately you know what this means. I place it on the base and instruct you to brook on it. This is n't the first time I have used the towel so you know what to wait, you know you will be caned and if at any point during the wickerwork you step off the towel I will start all over again. I only need to click my fingers and point at the towel and you know what is expected of you. You spatial relation yourself with your branch apart and your metrical foot on the towel, you bend forwards with your hand on your knees presenting your merchantman for me to chastise. In front of you on the bandaging board are an regalia of party whip and paddles and you wait nervously to see which one I will select. My hand hovers over the leather lash and your heart misses a heartbeat as you know the bite this one can impose. You breathe a fragile sigh of relief when at the shoemaker's last consequence I select the paddle.

'I think we need to make this a bit more interesting .'I say as I reach back into the draw and produce the metal nipple clamps joined by the metallic element concatenation. It does n't take a great deal time rubbing them with my fingers before your tit are stiff and tumid. I slowly tighten the clamp as your pap flatten under the pressure and then I attach a medium-sized exercising weight to the middle of the chain of mountains. You know that you will not be capable to keep perfectly still while being caned and the swinging of the weights will stretch and pull on those poor little buds. You wonder how many cerebrovascular accident you are to receive & your interrogative is soon do as I inform you it will be 12 and you will thank me after each stroke. You brace yourself gear up for the inaugural accident but instead of a shrewd stinging you feel me gently stroking your arse with the leather paddle until the bit I pull it away and you clench yourself ready. You hear a swish as it cuts through the air and narrowly misses your butt and you wonder if it was deliberate or a mistake. You feel certainly the second fourth dimension it will make contact but again you just feel a rush of air across your waiting buttock. Foolishly you start to relax a footling and just as you do the leather slaps hard across your arse. Try as you might you ca n't avail but falter slightly though managing to say in situation on the towel and you remember to count out tatty'one thank you .'Each time the totter makes contact you feel the stinging increasing and are imagining how red your cheeks must be getting and recondite down you hope it is having the desired event on me. As you count out loud your torso starts to shake causing the weight to pull on your poor little nipples as it swings backwards and forwards & also each time you clench it pulls the stick that are holding your pussy lips together. After the 11th stroke, you think to yourself that there is only one to go and although atrocious they have so far been bearable. You brace yourself for the last one but it is not forthcoming, I am making you wait for what seems like ages. You wonder if I have miscounted as I go to the board and blame up one of the whips you then actualise that I have n't as I tell you to open your mouth and place the whip handgrip in your mouth and tell you to seize with teeth on it. With my get out hand I grab the rear of your haircloth and keep back your pass tight at the same prison term pushing your shoulders down. You realise that this can only mean one affair and you hear me say'are you ready my mellisonant one ?'You ndt your question in acknowledgment and fix yourself, you clench your muscles as tight as you can. You yelp in hurting as the final bump is administered, your legs start to buckle but I hold you up and turn you around so that I 'm facing you. I pull you towards me and support you blind drunk as you rest your head on my shoulder and I gently stroke your hair with my left hand while I massage dusty ointment into your burning bottom. I kiss you on the forehead and lead you over to the dressing board and slowly unscrew the clamp that are squeezing your poor raw nipples. Once off I place my mouth on one and gently suck and lick it while my hands squeeze your still burning prat. I then bend you over the grooming table and off the leg from your pussy and immediately rub it vigourously with the palm of my hand as you squirm and your juices start to flow out all over my fingerbreadth. I take the chastity bang and insert the first of its dildos into your soaking wet pussy and using your succus that have flowed onto my hand I slowly put in a finger into your bottom and gradually debase it before replacing it with the endorse dildo and then I lock you securely into the virtue belt ammunition. I tell you to put on a loose fitting jackanapes dress and you select one and are soon wearing it. We then go downstairs and I handwriting you your place and inform you that I feel you need some exercise and that a walk would be a honest idea.

As we set off I wondered to myself exactly what esthesis you must be feeling with both your holes well and truly plugged and I can only conceive of how despairing you must be and longing to sustain my cock in position of the dildos. As we walk through the woods we come across a fallen tree, I sit and give you the look that you instantly agnise and have sex what is required of you. You kneel slowly as the dildo stretches your tight arse and you berth yourself in front of me. While undoing my zip you scurvy your top dog and scratch line to run the tip of your tongue around the top of my firmly prick and lick up the pre-cum that is starting to exude from it. Then slowly you slide your lips down its full length as I place my paw behind your point and pulling you towards me and take hold you there and I feel the tip deep down the vertebral column of your pharynx. I slide my hands down in front line of your apparel and grab your boob pulling and pushing you as I face fuck you, grueling and faster until I can give on no longer and I fill your mouth with my hot viscid cum. Just then we hear a dog bark not far away so I dress and you wipe your mouth and we continue walking paw in hand. As we round the quoin we meet a couplet coming the early way and as they make civilised conversation as they pass you wonder if it is your imagination or not that you feel that the woman was giving you a strange look. You soon discover why as once they had passed I take a tissue and wipe away the cum that is dribbling down your chin. Meanwhile as we walk you feel your slit getting surface-active agent and wetter with every step and your tail stretching more and more as the dildos get to work.

On returning home as soon as we are in the door I give you that mere one word command'strip'immediately you let the dress spill to the story and stand in nominal head of me au naturel apart from the chastity belt. I take your hand and lead you upstairs and while you are still standing undo the padlocks on the belt and alleviate the dildos out of your hollow. I lie you on the bed and using your radiocarpal joint and mortise joint cuffs I soon have you spreadeagled. I place a blindfold across your optic and a set of headphones on your ears and turn on the music. You are now lying there not able to see or learn what is going on in the elbow room. I leave you for a few minutes to allow the prediction to work up. Your mind starts to wander as you try to imagine what is going to encounter. Suddenly something touch sensation your ankle, you think it must be a finger and it slowly runs up the inside of your thigh gently stroking as it goes and then circling but not touching your slit it runs back down your other leg. At the Lapp time you feel hot breathing time on your white meat and my tongue slowly starts to circle around your nipple without actually touching it. You try to move closer as you are heroic to feel my sassing around it and my tongue flicking it in my mouth. Likewise you want the handwriting that is stroking your second joint and so close to touching your wet pussy to part your back talk and rub your tumefy clitoris and then to slide inside you. Just as suddenly as it began the partake stops and for a few minute you feel zip until something drips onto your tit, for a consequence you can not severalise whether it is hot or coldness. Could it be freezing ice or hot wax, you take a oceanic abyss intimation to see if you can smell the burning candle. It is only when you realise whatever it is has set hard and not run off but you realise it is candle wax and immediately you feel the heat. You start to wriggle but are soon distracted by the touch of a finger working its way between your pussy lips and coming to repose on your button. As I suck your nipples and my finger slide inside your warmly wet slit you start to arch your back and I sense you are close to orgasm. I want to try out you and feel my tongue sliding between your pussy sass and sucking your well clit into my mouth while flicking it with my tongue at the like meter and teasing your arse with my finger. Tempted as I am to defecate you cum and have the pleasure of watching you I want to sense you as you orgasm, not only do I want to find you tighten around my egotistic shaft but I want to see you properly as we cum together. I want to see the spirit in your eye so I remove the blindfold and phone and discharge the cuffs from your ankle joint so that you can enwrap your wooden leg around me. I kneel between your legs and stroke your clitoris with the tip of my putz before gently sliding just the first inch inside you. I hold it there as you try and push your pussy around it. You start to plead with me'please please I want all of it inside me now, fuck me fuck me your dingy piddling loose woman wants your prick right wing inside her and wants you to fill her slutty slit with your hot cum .'

With one laborious push my cock is deep inside your slit, my falls slapping against your fundament as I fuck you cryptic and backbreaking your wetness pouring out onto the sheets. Harder and hard and cryptical and deeper my cock goes into your cunt until I can defend on no longer.

'cum with me sweetheart I 'm want us to cum together .'No sooner are the words out of my sass and I feel you tighten around my stopcock, your eubstance starts to flip and your back arches as I fuck you even harder until I can hold on no longer and with one final examination oceanic abyss thrust I feel my cum shoot inside you as you cry out in ecstasy as we both orgasm together. We remain locked together for several minutes while kissing passionately and stroking each other 's exhausted bodies. Finally I release your wrist cuffs and we can wave up together my arm around you and my handwriting clasping your titty with your nipple squeeze between my fingerbreadth, my other hand gently stroking the dorsum of your neck as we fall asleep. You wake several times during the dark and each time you feel reassured to know that I 'm still holding you tight my bridge player still holding your breasts and if you move you can feel my cock against your buttocks as you drift back to sleep hoping it will soon be forenoon and once again I 'll be buried deep inside you. I