piece 1 :
I am in the middle of the life room waiting for my Master. I am nude and you can see the swelling riffle over my smasher skin as the cap fan twirls around and around. My nipple are standing at attention while my articulatio genus are spread far apart. As I lay my palms face up and open on the top of my thighs, I can find my arousal slowly creeping past my swollen lips. I am staring down at the sea of blue air carpet and I want to cry.

skipper said I was a bad fille and needed to learn that I can only come when he commands. professional left me 2 hr ago in this stale room, while the vibrator teased me minute after minute, instant after indorse. My schoolmaster told me to remove the vibrator from my kitty when the stamp battery are dead. I place the dead batteries and overworkd vibrator between my knees and I wait. I inspire and exhale as I start to come down from my heightened state. I begin to slow my breathing ; my stomach begins to knot. I tighten my muscleman, though it does not help let off the sensation to pee. As I squirm on my stifle, waiting, my Master enters the room.

His capitulum is held high gear, his shoulders are broad and thorax is hard. OH NO ! Does he live I came ? Does he acknowledge I in straitened circumstances my pap ? I look at him with adoring heart and a smile, but I know not to speak until he speaks first. There is a faint smile on his lips as if he is laughing at me. He asks me,"Has my small loose woman learned her example ?"I frown as a tear rolls down my buttock. I look down at the rug ashamed I could not do as my victor commanded. I say in a whispered representative,"sea captain I am dingy, but I could not do it. I tried to breath like you taught me. I tried to control my virtuoso, but as the barrage fire began to die, the vibrator began to pulse in and out of life. I tried Master, really I did."I close my eyes, because I do not deserve to look at my Master.

Master commands I look at him. I do not move, as I am afraid I have disappointed him. captain William Tell me again to await at him only his voice is cushy. I slowly raise my center up his legs, over his breast, around his lips, finally locking in on his heart. master key is looking at me, but does not say anything. I am staring into his gaze, hoping my next punishment is not the cane and suddenly he commands I stand. I know I can not hesitate any Sir Thomas More so I begin to stick out. When I straighten I am overwhelmed with the reminder of my demand to pee. I squint my eyes and seize with teeth my back talk, trying to push the impulse down. captain asks me what is wrong. I say to him,"Nothing passe-partout, I was just thinking how my love for you grows with every lesson you teach me."schoolmaster smiles again like he is laughing at me. He holds my chin between his fingerbreadth and places a deliquium kiss upon my lips. I squeal as the arousal is back and so is my motive to pee. He laughs and gives me permission to go. I smile a grateful smile and run away. I laugh when I enter the bathroom, as I am thankful for victor. He like me naked so I am able-bodied to relieve the aesthesis quicker. I know master ilk to hold back an eye on me, so I keep the door open.

As I wash my hands for the 2nd time, Master likes me fairly, I think Master is feeling playful. Maybe he will not penalise me today, but I did not do as he asked. I must hurt some consiquence. I dry my handwriting and sneek into the bedroom. As I approach the dresser, my breadbasket begins to knot, from excitment and concern. Will this upset my Master or will he be pleased ? I only wish to please my Master. I decide to take the chance and take hold of my favorite red nylon rope. I open the first drawer, but it is not here. I search the second and third drawer. Nope, not here. HMM that is strange, master key always keeps it in the inaugural draw poker next to the hand cuffs ; Oh wellspring. I grab the cuff and spreader bar. I hold them behind my back as I enter the keep room. sea captain has turned the fan off.

With a smiling on my human face and fear in my heart, I walk slowly towards Master and bow my head. Master lifts my expression. He looks at me and says, `` Energy my niggling slut trustfulness me ? '' Immediately without vacillation I responde with, `` Of line Master. '' He looks at me for a second and asks, `` Then why do you hide from me ? '' I close my eyes and result, `` Master may I utter freely ? '' He lifts his eyebrow and nods his head.

'' overlord I tried to ascertain my orgasim. I tried to please you. I am sorry I could not and I know your disappointment means punishment. I brought these out for you. I hoped for the Red Nylon roach, but I could not bump it. Please, master copy I wish to delight you and only you, but I beg you ... not the cane. ``

original takes the cuff and spreader and steps away with flaming in his eye. `` present tense yourself slut ! ``

OH NO, passe-partout is upset with me. I drop to my knees and present myself again ... knees wide apart, laurel wreath face up and open on my second joint, back arched and my forefront is bowed towards the carpet.

voice 2 :
I must not cry. Tears will shew weakness and a want of trust. Why does Master think I do not trust him ? Why is Master not talking ? He must be disappointed in me. I hear Master moving, but I can not see his shoes anymore. I kneel and breath, I must not cry. It is tranquil again.

'' Little strumpet '', Master calls out. Master is sitting in the large, eloquent pot. It has a lion face on each arm. The back and stern is covered in blacken velvet. Everytime I look at his favorite president I remember when he cuffed my carpus to the chairman 's leg and then bent me over the blazonry for a bare handed spanking. My stern was so red after that, but it was the best orgasim I ever had. Suddenly hope advance inside me, maybe he 's going to punish me again.

I look up, but I do not talk or smile. I must stay on calm and do exactly as he wishes. Master gaze me quietly, looking me over. I see his eyes are looking at my knee digging into the floor. He looks at my nipple and shakes his head teacher. HE KNOWS ! Then he moves down to my pussy. I slants his fountainhead slightly and I realize I am excited. I exclusive pearl of arousal falls to the carpet. If only I could thrust my hips. My knees are so far apart I could shove my hips and grate the carpet. Anything to relieve the need. Oh superior, what are you thinking ?

Master looks into my heart and says, `` slight strumpet, you did not do as I asked. I am not pleased. You must instruct that all of your pleasure is for me and me alone. I want you to card yourself until I say stop. If you come, it will intend the cane. ``

I do not say a news, ask questions or make any faces. I run my fingers through my whisker and down to my titty. I palm my redress breast and slowly rope around to end with a pinch of the nipple. Oh that feels good. As I open my mouth, I insert two finger's breadth and slowly suck. I pull my dripping fingers from my mouth and rub them around my nipples. I squeeze both tits while I bite my lower lip. I feel my slit contract with need. The indigence to be touched, rubbed, licked, thrusted upon. I glide my hand down past my navel and slip my digit over my lips. Oh, my lips are warm. I push and pull as I slip one finger in. I slide my finger's breadth up and down spreading my succus all over my sassing. I rub circles over my clit and finger it getting harder and harder. I roll my eyes back and drop my head back. `` Ooohhh ! '' With my pussy dripping wet, I slide two digit inside. `` Mmmmm ! '' I hook my fingers to the my top rampart and get down to rub in and out, in and out, in and out. `` Aaahhhhh ! ``

I am on the wand of exploding when I hear Master, `` Shall I get the cane trivial slut ? '' I stop immeditaly and recollect Master 's instruction. In my heated country, I decide to test Master 's patience. It is a risk and could ensue in cane welts across my impertinence, but I really want to.

I look over Master and see he is excited by my teasing. Oh how I want his hard cock to still my demand, but I must delight captain first. I lean over onto my men and genu. I keep my eyes locked on his and set out to grovel slowly towards him. master does not blink. When i reach captain 's throne, I bow my head, skimpy down and osculate his feet. I lift my gaze to his and place my custody on his knees. I pause in permit. Master does not deny me. I lift myself up over his lap. I straddle his lap and sink down. I can feel his protrusion pushing against my warmth. Master snap my rose hip and say, `` No footling slut. '' I move to straddle his thigh and he does not stop me. I begin to crunch on his second joint, slowly back and Forth. I run my manus over my tits, up and down. I slide my slit drenched fingerbreadth in and out of his back talk. I begin to craunch harder on his thigh. As the orgasim begins to reach out the open, I slow my grinding. I lift my swollen wet twat from his now soaked jeans and list on the arm of the throne. I move my human knee gently over his hard cock. I remove my fingers from his backtalk and run them down my chest, over my bellybutton and into my cunt. As I rock on and off my fingers, I continue to rub my knee joint over schoolmaster. `` Ooohhh ! Aaahhh ! Master ? '' `` Now little strumpet ! ''

I rub my clit harder then I ever have and at his bidding ... '' Thank you Maaaasssstttteeerrr ! '' I collapse on superior 's chest external respiration in cryptic .