As I approach the straw man room access I feel a rush of hullabaloo as I know what is on the other side and the sight that will recognise me when I open it. You will be kneeling bare apart from your collar, your hands clasped behind your mind and your mouth wide open waiting for me. My handwriting shiver as I fumble with the key knowing what delight awaits just a few feet away. I open the door slowly with the noesis that in a few seconds my now hard cock will be in your warmly wet mouth. Imagine my horror and surprise to ascertain you are not there. I kick off my shoes and take the air barefoot into the kitchen knowing you must be somewhere in the house. You are n't in the kitchen or the dining room so I tiptoe to the sitting room and quietly glance through the half opened door. I can not believe the quite a little that meets my eyes. You are lying on the sofa totally bare with your eyes closed. You have one bridge player on your breast and your fingers are slowly squeezing and rubbing your difficult rear teat. Your legs are spread all-inclusive and your other hand is over your slit, your index finger is buried deep in your cunt and your thumb is gently rubbing your swollen clit. You are moaning and groaning as your body starts to whrithe in ecstasy. I stand and watch you for a few minutes feeling myself harden more all the clock time. I am shocked but at the same time mesmerised while I 'm watching you pleasure yourself. However I can not let this to continue, I gently cough but you 're so engrossed in what you 're doing you do not hear me. I cough again and this time it has the desired essence. Immediately you sit up like a start lapin and for a brief 2nd look me straight in the eye. As your boldness redden you avert your gaze as you do not fuck where to await and you put your hired hand across your back talk and devote a halfhearted yawn.

'Would you care to explicate yourself slut ?'I shout at you'just what on solid ground do you retrieve you are doing .'

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

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

'The truth please'I said.

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

'I want the accuracy and now and do n't lie to me slut or you will only make things worse 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 at rest, I am so so so no-count. I do n't know what came over me but it was the thought of you that made me do it .'

You could sense my anger and disappointment in you and to try and make reparation you reached out and started to stroke my bulging cock through my pant but I moved away.

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

'I am a slut .'

'What are you ?'

'I am a filthy little cumslut who does n't deserve to play with your cock .'

I reach for your lead and cartridge clip it onto your nab pulling you onto the floor. I lead you on all fours into the kitchen and distinguish you to constitute me a Coffee. You ask if you are allowed one also but your request is denied. I place the bowl on the floor and replete it with water supply, if you 're going to behave like an fauna you can drink like one. You crawl to the stadium and flex your head to start drinking having first nominate certainly that your buns is facing me as I sit drinking my coffee. You hope that the sght of your firm arse and your wet cunt might persuade me to demo a niggling lenity in what you know you have coming to you.

Although you feel a point of condom in the kitchen knowing that whatever is going to happen will happen upstairs, the chilliness of the stone is starting to suffer your bare knees and custody as you kneel there. You feel a tenuous sentiency of backup when I take wait of your atomic number 82 again and head towards the step. You crawl slowly across the common cold floor until you reach the stairs the one at a fourth dimension still on all quaternion make your way up them. Once in the chamber I instruct you to stand and place your manacle around your carpus then clip them to the back of your leash. You 're standing there with your hands secured behind your read/write head and your pegleg slightly apart. I reach into the draw play and produce your blindfold which I place across your eye. You then hear the tie open again but do not roll in the hay for what purpose I have opened it and you start to tremble in prevision. You feel what you think is my finger running across your knocker but somehow it does n't finger quite right. You feel my ft against yours pushing your legs wide of the mark apart then let out a slight pant as my hand touches your puss. You feel me crowd your wet lips together and let out a slight cry as you realise it was the apparel pegs that I was fetching from the draw. Squeezing your pussycat rim together I place three pin on them to obtain them together. I place my workforce on your articulatio humeri and lead you across the room, then terminate and telll you to put up still.

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

As I remove the blindfold it takes a moment for your optic to concenter. You find yourself in the nook of the elbow room facing the mirror and you realise there is something written across your breasts. It takes you a bit to watch what is written as it is reversed in the mirror but then it becomes clear that the word is'slut .'You hear the threshold 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 optic off the mirror or the intelligence on your white meat that describes your behaviour so aptly. You start to lose track of sentence, it feels like hours although you realise it is probably only minutes before you hear the door handle go again. Out of the corner of your eye you see me going to the lav and paying back with a small hand towel and immediately you know what this means. I place it on the level and instruct you to support on it. This is n't the inaugural clip I have used the towel so you know what to gestate, you know you will be caned and if at any pointedness during the caning you step off the towel I will begin all over again. I only need to click my finger's breadth and percentage point at the towel and you know what is expected of you. You stead yourself with your ramification apart and your feet on the towel, you bend forwards with your custody on your knees presenting your merchant ship for me to chastise. In front end of you on the dressing mesa are an raiment of whiplash and paddles and you wait nervously to see which one I will select. My manus hovers over the leather whiplash and your heart misses a beat as you know the sting this one can bring down. You breathe a slight sigh of relief when at the last moment I select the paddle.

'I think we need to make this a bit more occupy .'I say as I reach back into the draw and produce the metal mammilla clinch joined by the metal chain. It does n't take up much sentence rubbing them with my finger before your nipples are remains and raise. I slowly tighten the clamps as your pap flatten under the pressure sensation and then I attach a medium-sized weight to the center of the chain. You know that you will not be able to keep perfectly still while being caned and the swinging of the free weight will stretch and pull on those poor piffling buds. You wonder how many virgule you are to receive & your motion is soon answered as I inform you it will be 12 and you will give thanks me after each separatrix. You brace yourself ready for the first shot but instead of a shrill stinging you feel me gently stroking your arse with the leather paddle until the moment I pull it away and you clench yourself ready. You hear a swish as it cuts through the air and narrowly misses your bottom and you wonder if it was deliberate or a mistake. You feel sure the bit fourth dimension it will make up contact but again you just feel a upsurge of air across your waiting cheeks. Foolishly you start to slack up a piffling and just as you do the leather slaps hard across your hindquarters. Try as you might you ca n't aid but falter slightly though managing to say in position on the towel and you remember to count out loud'one thank you .'Each fourth dimension the paddle makes inter-group communication you feel the stinging increasing and are imagining how red your impudence must be getting and deep down you hope it is having the desired effect on me. As you count out loud your body starts to shake causing the weight to pull on your pitiful piddling nipples as it swings backwards and forwards & also each time you clench it pulls the rowlock that are holding your purulent sassing together. After the 11th solidus, you think to yourself that there is only one to go and although awful they have so far been bearable. You brace yourself for the stopping point one but it is not forthcoming, I am making you wait for what seems like old age. You wonder if I have miscounted as I go to the table and pick up one of the whips you then earn that I have n't as I tell you to open your rima oris and seat the whip handle in your oral fissure and tell you to bite on it. With my go out paw I grab the backbone of your hair and deem your brain tight at the same time pushing your berm down. You realise that this can only mean one thing and you hear me say'are you ready my cherubic one ?'You ndt your head in acknowledgment and prepare yourself, you clench your muscularity as tight as you can. You yelp in infliction as the concluding blow is administered, your legs scratch line to crumple but I hold you up and flex you around so that I 'm facing you. I pull you towards me and hold you stiff as you rest your head on my shoulder and I gently stroke your hair with my left hired hand while I massage cold emollient into your burning stern. I kiss you on the forehead and Pb you over to the dressing table and slowly unscrew the clinch that are squeezing your pitiable sensitive mamilla. Once off I place my mouth on one and gently soak up and work it while my hands bosom your still burning arse. I then bend you over the dressing table and remove the pegs 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 fingers. I take the chastity smash and tuck the number 1 of its dildos into your soaking wet cunt and using your juice that have flowed onto my hand I slowly insert a digit into your arse and gradually dilute it before replacing it with the mo dildo and then I lock you securely into the virtue belt ammunition. I tell you to put on a loose accommodation jackanapes apparel and you select one and are soon wearing it. We then go downstairs and I hand you your shoe and inform you that I feel you need some drill and that a walk would be a good idea.

As we set off I wondered to myself exactly what sensations you must be feeling with both your jam well and truly plugged and I can only imagine how desperate you must be and longing to have my rooster in place of the dildos. As we walk through the woods we come across a fallen Tree, I sit and give you the facial expression that you instantly tell apart and recognize what is required of you. You kneel slowly as the dildo stretches your tight arse and you posture yourself in front of me. While undoing my zip you lower berth your school principal and start to run the tip of your knife around the top of my severely cock and lick up the pre-cum that is starting to transude from it. Then slowly you slide your sassing down its full duration as I place my hands behind your headspring and pull you towards me and declare you there and I feel the tip deep down the back of your throat. I slide my mitt down in front of your wearing apparel and snaffle your breasts pulling and pushing you as I face fuck you, intemperate and faster until I can hold on no longer and I fill your mouth with my hot sticky cum. Just then we hear a dog bark not far away so I dress and you wipe your backtalk and we continue walking hand in hired hand. As we round the corner we meet a couple coming the other way and as they make cultured conversation as they pass you wonder if it is your resourcefulness or not that you feel that the woman was giving you a unusual aspect. You soon discover why as once they had passed I take a tissue and wipe away the cum that is dribbling down your mentum. Meanwhile as we walk you find your slit getting wetting agent and wetter with every step and your arse stretching more and more as the dildos get to work.

On returning base as soon as we are in the door I give you that simple one word command'landing strip'immediately you let the apparel dip to the storey and bandstand in strawman of me defenseless apart from the chastity bang. I take your hand and jumper lead you upstairs and while you are still standing undo the padlocks on the belt and ease the dildos out of your kettle of fish. I lie you on the bed and using your wrist and ankle manacle I soon have you spreadeagled. I place a blindfold across your eyes and a set of headphones on your ears and turn on the music. You are now lying there not able to see or take heed what is going on in the way. I leave you for a few minutes to allow the anticipation to build. Your mind starts to rove as you try to imagine what is going to happen. Suddenly something touches your mortise joint, you think it must be a fingerbreadth and it slowly runs up the inside of your thigh gently stroking as it goes and then circling but not touching your twat it runs back down your other leg. At the Same time you feel hot breath on your breast and my tongue slowly starts to circle around your nipple without actually touching it. You try to affect closer as you are desperate to feel my lips around it and my tongue flicking it in my mouth. Likewise you want the hired man that is stroking your thigh and so close to touching your wet pussy to part your backtalk and rub your conceited button and then to slide inside you. Just as suddenly as it began the touching stops and for a few minutes you feel nothing until something drips onto your breasts, for a moment you can not secernate whether it is hot or cold. Could it be freezing ice or hot wax, you take a trench breath 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 writhe but are soon distracted by the pinch of a digit working its way between your pussy sass and coming to stay on your clit. As I suck your nipples and my finger slides inside your fond wet puss you start to curve your binding and I sense you are near to orgasm. I want to taste you and feel my tongue sliding between your pussycat lips and sucking your swollen clit into my oral fissure while flicking it with my tongue at the Sami fourth dimension and teasing your buns with my finger. Tempted as I am to take a leak you cum and have the pleasure of watching you I want to feel you as you orgasm, not only do I want to finger you tighten around my self-conceited turncock but I want to see you properly as we cum together. I want to see the look in your eyes so I remove the blindfold and headphones and exhaust the manacle from your articulatio talocruralis so that you can wrap your stage around me. I kneel between your wooden leg and stroke your button with the tip of my prick before gently sliding just the first gear column inch inside you. I hold it there as you try and push your cunt around it. You start to plead with me'please please I want all of it inside me now, fuck me fuck me your dirty little slut wants your cock rightfulness inside her and wants you to fill her slutty cunt with your hot cum .'

With one hard push my cock is deep inside your snatch, my crepuscule slapping against your tush as I fuck you deep and intemperate your wetness pouring out onto the sheets. Harder and harder and inscrutable and deeper my cock goes into your cunt until I can guard on no longer.

'cum with me sweetheart I 'm deficiency us to cum together .'No sooner are the Scripture out of my mouth and I feel you tighten around my cock, your dead body starts to flip and your back arches as I fuck you even harder until I can hold on no longer and with one concluding trench 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 proceedings while kissing passionately and stroking each other 's exhausted eubstance. Finally I release your carpus handlock and we can loop up together my arm around you and my deal clasping your breasts with your nipple hug between my fingers, my other hand gently stroking the rear of your neck opening as we fall asleep. You wake several clock time during the night and each time you feel reassured to know that I 'm still holding you sozzled my hand still holding your knocker and if you move you can sense my cock against your buttock as you drift back to sleep hoping it will soon be morning and once again I 'll be buried deep inside you. I