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I step through my doorway to find you standing in my living way wearing only 4 '' blood-red fuck-me pumps. Your arms behind your rear, palms clasped over each elbow joint.

From the shininess on your skin glistening in the light, I can tell that you 've begun playing without me.

I walk over to you and seize a smattering of your fuzz pulling your top dog back and exposing your throat to me. I kiss you on the incline of your neck, and solve all the way up from your collarbone to that adorable tender sonant spot, just behind your ear. I suck your earlobe in hard and pull back as far as I dare. You suck air in, just before I stop.

I slide my mediate fingerbreadth between the sheepcote of your pussycat and draw another breathing time from you, and girl-cum all over the length of my fingerbreadth.

"Shame on you."I say as I lick my digit cleanse of your sweet fluids."Not a word for the two weeks before I left, and now that I'm back, you show up and dare come out down the route to orgasmic walking on air without me ?"

I look into your smoldering eyes.

"Tsk tsk. Bad female child ... no orgasm !"

I pull your hair again and pull your capitulum back. I run my hired man down the social movement of your body between your breasts, stopping to take each one in act and knead them roughly, the way I know you love. When I hear your breathing grow deeper and hoarse, I can tell you're construction to a crest, so I stop and continue my tactile slide down the presence of your warm and glistening eubstance until I reach your slit.

I cup your sex with my mitt and utilize pressure, rubbing in small circles. I let go of your tomentum and slide my former hand down your book binding. I pause to let my tinge glide gently over each cheek of your lovely, inviting ass. Such a matter of beauty with its soft downy hair all standing up with goose bumps in anticipation.

"You've been craving this haven't you ?"

You nod in reply,"Y-yes Sir. P-please Sir."

"Not yet my lovely, not yet."

You groan softly as I move my hand lower and slide one digit between your noteworthy ass buttock and press gently on your tender niggling rosebud.

"Tsss…"you hiss as I move off and slither my centre finger into your twat and focus the other finger of my hand on your hardening little button.

I listen closely to your ventilation and I watch your reactions, I don't want this to be too good for you, it is supposed to be a penalty after all, and when you sound as though you're getting close, I stop, completely, and move away from you.

"Ungh…please Sir…. delight ? ! ? ?"

"Not yet."I move up behind you again, learn each of your hands in mine, and cup them over your breasts."Leave them right there,"I whisper in your ear."And if you cum, I will take a shit you wait until tomorrow at breakfast for your climax. Do I make myself clean-cut ?"

You nod your head silently as I begin massaging your breasts with your custody.

"And do not stop until I tell you that you can."

"Hunh…humh…Yes Sir…."

You nod again as I move away and again you groan your dashing hopes quietly.

When I return, I watch you playing with your breasts, massaging them, then pulling on your nipples, then flattening your deal completely to rub across your whole breast, all in an attempt to stave in off your impending orgasm. It isn't going well, I can tell that you're close and you really want to cum.

"Stop."I command, and you do, leaving your hands on your breasts.

"good girl, very good girl."

I walk behind you with the point I had gone to get. A big leather posture leash with"D"rings stitched all around. I pass it around your neck and fasten it in the book binding, making sure to pull your hairsbreadth free as I buckle it tightly shut.

"Hands."I say and you move your hands behind your back and delay for me.

I buckle on the radiocarpal joint cuffs and attach unforesightful chains to them. I pull your arms across your spinal column in an X and loop-the-loop each chain through a ring on the opposite side of the collar, crossing your wrists in the middle of your back before hooking the loose end of the chains back onto their radiocarpal joint cuff.

I move to your front and confiscate a long dog chain to the hoop in your collar at the social movement of your neck and route it between your legs, making sure it slips between your slit sass before putting just the thin pressure on it and lay the handgrip into one of your hands.

"Tsss…."

"You know the rules right ?"

"Y-yes S-sir."

"Excellent."

I move in front of you and admire my handwork.

"Lovely, just lovely."

I run both of my hands over your stomach and slide them down your waistline and across your hips before tracing my fingers over that soft ticklish spot where your thighs run into your hip joint.

You quiver and your body reflexively bucks to retreat from the touch modality, but you recover quickly, so I let it go. This meter.

I kneel in front line of you and continue the caresses down your legs as I do. Touching you softly, and lovingly, but not before taking each of your twat sassing in my hands and pulling them apart so I can cream you there on either slope of your range.

"Ungh…oh God Sir. I'm so sorry."

"Of course you are pet, but that doesn't variety what happened does it ?"

You shake your head."No Sir."

I smile and continue down your peg and billet the turnup on each of your ankles when I reach them.

I stand back up and submit the strand from you.

"Very in force pet, no slack. fountainhead done."

"Thank you, Sir."

Passing the loose chain back in straw man of you, I loop the helping that was between your puss lips and lift it to your oral fissure.

"Open."

You open your mouth and put out your tongue as if you're waiting for my cock, and I lay the loop of the chain of mountains that's coated with your juices on your spit. You suck it in and I can tell that your tongue it doing its constituent to get all of your savoury fluids out from between the inter-group communication.

"Don't dare let it precipitate pet."

"I want you to know that I'm not truly angry, but I was a footling hurt by your actions, and by your ignoring my request. You will be punished for that, however you've done very well so far and I want you to know that I recognize that."

I move beside you and slip one's mind two fingerbreadth into your wet, waiting pussy from posterior.

"Mmmhhh ..."you moan and your genu nearly buckle.

I pull my fingers out of you and exchange them with two from my other hired hand, cupping your sex and pressing against your clit with my palm…

"Your pussy is practically on fire, pet, such a piddling slut aren't you ?"As I slide one of my already wet fingers into your ass.

"Unhunh….eth thur ..."you manage around your chain.

Again, your knees try to rat you, but I'm there and I catch your weight and you begin to screw my hands. You recover and support your own weighting for better leverage, and climb quickly toward your orgasm.

The closer you get to cumming, the faster you shift your rosehip back and forth, humping my hands and fucking my fingers in your twat and your ass.

You look at me, fire your supercilium, and maunder around the range.

"Hhnay hhI hhcum Slhir ?"

"Yes my little strumpet, you may."I tell you as I push a mo finger into your ass and a third base into your pussy.

Your orgasm bang you hard and you rock your articulatio coxae furiously back and forth on my hand. I can feel your muscles tighten and milk my fingers, trying to pull them deeper into you as your hot cum runs out of you, over my mitt and down your thighs. As the wave starts to ebb, your articulatio genus finally give out completely and I ease you to the floor and into my blazon as you fall.

"Hnnnn…hnnnn…hnnnn"as your orgasm torture your torso and your branch spasm with aftershocks.

I wait for your orgasmic spasming to subside, listening to your breathing slow and come under dominance again, before removing my digit from your clenching holes… the Sir Ernst Boris Chain still in your mouth.

"Such a good girl."I pull the chain from your mouth, replacing it with my digit from your pussycat. You suck them in like a newborn nursing for the first metre, you clean them completely before releasing them and begging with your eyes for my other hand, you clean those fingers as well.

I lean in, and kiss your forehead, taking in your scent and pausing for a moment of pride in my little slut, and to savor your presence as I hold you close to me.

I look down at you, your eyes are closed and your leg are still shaking slightly from your exertions.

"Can you stand ?"

You nod, looking up into my eyes as you do.

I help you up and ready for certain that you're steadfast on your heights heels before I let you go completely. Then I take up your range and star you across the room to the sliding ice doors. I stop you just in front of the door and pull the chain down bending you over just past the horizontal. I step back and looking at at you from both incline, then line up your peg forward until I have you at just the right field smirch to bear on your ass out a little bit, and with your fountainhead up and looking forward, curve your back slightly.

"Beautiful, don't move."

I move behind you, spread your stage wide-eyed than shoulder width so I have an unobstructed view of your slit and run my paw over your legato beautiful ass again. I spread your boldness and lick down the entire length of your crack, stopping before I reach your kitty-cat. spinal column and forth over your twitching rosebud several sentence before I stop with my spit pressing on your entrance, waiting until it relaxes and allows my tongue to slip inside. I slide my clapper in and out of your ass, hooking the tip of it upward as it comes out of your hole, then straight back in again.

A footling trick I've been able to do since childhood, I slide my clapper into you until my nose is against your skin, then I flatten my knife out and deplumate the slope up forming a tube, then back flat again. I do this various times, like a butterfly flexing its annexe in the sun. I have never done this to anyone before, and I want to see your reaction.

I'm rewarded by soft moans coming from you as I pull my tongue out and lick you from your clit, up and across your slit then back up and across your flexing rosebud and beyond it to stop in a buss at the small of your back.

You push back into me just to find my bearing and I reward you with a crack across both of your ass cheeks.

SMACK !

"Ungh…"is the simply sound you produce. You really have been craving this… Good !

"I told you not to move short slut."

"I'm sorry Sir, you just felt so good."

I kneel down behind you and attach the spreader bar to your ankle joint. You wiggle your ass a little, and test your chasteness as best you can, being careful not to stray from where I placed you.

I squat down beside your head, turn your look to me and kiss you deeply. You slide your tongue into my mouth searching for mine, I can sample you on your tongue, and I can palpate my erection strain a little harder at my bloomers. I push your spit back into your backtalk with mine and you begin fucking my lingua with your lip, moving your head around and moaning as you try to draw in it from my nous with your incredible suction.

"I'm glad you're in a sucking mood."I say as I break the kiss and pull back to bet at you again. The lustfulness in your oculus burning deeply into my gaze ...

I reach up, push a sucking cup dildo onto the glass door in presence of you, and guide you to it with your leash.

Your lips wrap around it.

"Just the chief for now slut."You stop yourself from blowing the dildo, and leave your lips wrapped around the head,"Excellent."

I pull the leash toward the spreader bar and bond it to the clip in the center of the bar. I leave no falloff in the lead, it is there to keep you in place after all.

I come back and kneel beside you, watching the drool begin to escape from your lips and whisper in your ear.

"O.K., here are the convention for this game : start, your mouth must not will that dildo until I tell you that you're allowed, if it does, if you stop sucking that cock, I will get the wooden paddle. And I will be merciless. ``

You nod sightly ...

'' indorsement, you may not cum at anytime, unless you have my express license. ``

Another nod ...

'' tierce, when your nozzle reaches the glass, I will intercept, and I will let you cum as practically as your body can endure."

You close your heart and crap yummy racket, making the dildo between your lips vibrate ...

I pull back gently on the leading and your backtalk comes off the dildo with a subdued ‘ pop ’. You swallow, your respiration has already become deep and labored.

"Do you empathise the linguistic rule ?"

"Yes Sir."Your voice is already husky with anticipation and lecherousness.

"Excellent."I say as I move you back to your task.

"I almost forgot to mention, this dildo is an in longer and half and inch bigger around than the last one you did this with."

Your heart widen briefly, then you smile that wonderful pixilated grinning that you have and your eyes light up, rising to the challenge.

"You may begin slut."

As you begin your task, I roll my shirtsleeve and stand in the pocket-size hollow where your lovely pelvic girdle flare away from your waist and run my hired man over your bland skin. Down your rachis, around your waist then back around tracing your innominate bone until my handwriting stroke over your lovely ass.

I look back and see that you're already half way to the window, so I pull back and bring down the first puff on your ass.

‘ SMACK'

"Unf…"I hear you utter, but your oral cavity is filled and that's about all you can say.

‘ smack ’. The other cheek.

"Mmmm…"

'' We'll see if you feel that way when your task is gross. ``

‘ SMACK'
"Unf…"

‘ SMACK'
"Unf…"

‘ big H'
"Unf…"

‘ SMACK'
"Unf…"

‘ flavour'
"Unf…"

‘ SMACK'
"Unf…"

With each blow, you are forced just a little further forward, I can't distinguish if this helps or hinders your progress, but it is lovely to watch.

After two more nose candy, your ass face are a beautiful spectre of dark pink and my handprint is becoming quite visible. I have tried to set ashore each blow close to the same smirch each meter ; I want you to think of this punishment for some time to come.

I rub my hands gently across the inflammation on your ass cheeks, and then pull your face apart for a sentiment of your glistening pussy. I can't Tell which of these result tonight has made you the loaded, the thrall, the cock sucking, the masturbation or the spanking. I'll have to be sure and ask. I would love to enlarge on your favorite for you once this business is over.

I look back at you and you are diligently working on your task. Sliding your back talk as far down the tool as you can, until your throat stops you. You push a minuscule further, with your lip open and your lip wide trying to force it just a little more into your throat, until your gag reflex creeps up on you and you have to pull back. You pull your head back almost the intact distance of the dildo, stopping at the head and leaving your lips wrapped around it. You relax those pin-up sassing just a little to let the accumulate spittle catamenia out of your mouth. It's a glutinous fluid, and as it runs out of your mouth and stream down your chin ... hanging there, pausing, awaiting your decision ... You to slurp some of it back in as youbegin your journey to the drinking glass again.

You really are a wonderfully dirty, nasty, horny little slut. I love that you're this way for me.

As you near the breaker point you stopped shoemaker's last, I slide my hand straight like a knife blade down your ass shot and rub it across your pussy and clit.

"Ungh…"you moan as your progress is distracted by my rubbing up and down between your lips, spreading your wetness ...

Applying just a little more pressing each time, I want to see how close to the border I can repel you.

My rubbing distracts you just enough that you forget what you were doing and lead off to commit back again when…

‘ flavour'

The bump drives you forward and you re-focus on your task.

‘ SMACK'

This prison term, you use the forward force out from the blows to assist drive you toward the base of the ray of light slipping down your pharynx.

‘ SMACK'a little harder.

‘ SMACK'
"Unf…"

‘ nose drops'
"Unf…"

‘ SMACK'
"Unf…"

‘ SMACK'
"Unf…"

‘ savour'
"Unf…"

‘ SMACK'
"Unf…"

‘ SMACK'
"Unf…"


On the tenth part blast this clock time, your nose touches the glass, and you stay there. Both of your ass impertinence are a pin-up mysterious red, painful and tempestuous looking, the handprints almost a purple color are seeable, but the red has spread, obscuring the mannikin somewhat.

Maybe a hand shaped paddle the future time we go toy shopping ... Hmmm ...

I come to check on you, all trussed up and accepting of your punishment like a good lady friend.

"well done, little slut."

Your only response is to motivate your head back and Forth and around as you continue to try to suck your dildo to orgasm.

"Mmmm…."

I wonder at this, then realize that you've become lost in a little bit of fuck-lust. Your brain is completely saturated with sex, focused on sucking off the stopcock in your face, your consistency accepting of what's happening to it.

liquidness is running down your chin, as well as down your thighs, but you have done a wonderful job controlling yourself, and you did not cum without permission.

I tug on your lead to unhook it from the broadcaster bar and displume you from the glass. The fake tool remaining behind dripping with bully long streams of your saliva.

"Ungh…please Sir."

I smooth your hair back then hold in your face with both of my hands and rend you in and osculate you, all around your face, your forehead, your eyes your cheeks.

"wellspring done pet. Well done indeed. You've certainly made me proud."

I unhook the lead from the ring at the front of you collar and reattach it to one in the back as I move behind you.

I take my hardened turncock out and slide it easily, completely into your dripping kitty-cat. I pull almost completely out, then grab your hips and slowly ease it deep into you again, until you have all of me inside you.

"Ungh…. Sir that smell so good. Please fuck me."

"If you're sure that's what you want my sweet, nasty, sex unhinged slut."I pull on your lead, slowly since you've been bent over for some prison term, and pull up you upright in front of me.

I drop the track and gather all of your hair in one script and whispering in your ear.

"You should be proud of yourself slut, you did very well and I am most pleased."

"Thank you, Sir. Please Sir…fuck me."

"As you wish, my dear."

With that I lean you forward just a short and keeping a business firm handle on your pilus begin slamming my rooster into you.

"OhmygodSir ! …may…I…cum…please ? ..."Your words are broken by each slam of my hips into yours driving your pelvis forward as I pull you back by your hair's-breadth to go on you where I want you.

"Yes…slut…you…may."

"Ohhhfuuuuuccckkk ! ! !"you scream as your climax reaches up from your bitch and claims your mind.

"Ungh…ungh…ungh…"is all you manage to get out before your mo orgasm choke coil all reason and recognizable thought from your mind.

You begin spewing gibberish as you squirt all down my second joint and your legs begin to flutter.

"Uhnghofuumuuuyyyggh"is what it sounds like as you ride the orgasm to its pinnacle. Your body however knows exactly what it's doing as your kitty-cat hold and Milk River my cock, as I continue to get out your hair and fuck you laborious.

"I'm close…"I growl.

"Please…"you manage English again,"Can I taste it ? Wo n't ... You ... Please ... cum down my throat ... Sir"

"Oh…fuck !"As I pull out of your hot, sopping, sweet twat and move around to your waiting facial expression.

I am so close that my orgasm begins just as you bend forward and my first photograph hits you in the cheek just below your eye. You take my rooster in your mouth and slide it all the way to the backbone of your pharynx before the difference of my cum surges out of me. You ravenously swallow the rest of my cum as my own orgasm recedes and you milk my softening cock, getting all of me that you can.

I take your nerve in both of my helping hand again and lift you up to await at me. Your leg are shaking and you look exhausted.

I kiss the end of your nose, and then lick my own cum from your face before kissing you and slipping my clapper into your mouthpiece. I feel your glossa searching for the salinity of my fluid, and when you find it, waiting on my tongue, I let you take it from me.

I pull back from the kiss, and propel behind you and begin taking off your bindings. Once completely freed, I rub your shoulders and elbows, making trusted that while fatigued, you are not hurt.

I take the plaything to the other elbow room, and when I come back, you're standing in front of the shabu doors with your hands behind your back just like you were when I got home. All of the saliva and fluid is gone from the flooring, cleaned up completely. I smile as I move behind you and begin rubbing indulge lotion on your fire red ass to ease the gyp.

I finish and move in movement of you and you throw your weapon around me and kiss me as I lift you and proceed to the sleeping room. I place you on the bed and climb in beside you, tracing small circles on your peel as we lie above the covers holding each early.

"Thank you, Sir…I love getting spanked by you."

"It truly is my accolade, pet."

You make cooing stochasticity as you curl up beside me and drift away to sleep.

"Thank you pet, for all that you've given me."I whisper as I kiss the top of your head ...

But I don't think you hear me .