He kisses me hard and deep and takes a hold of my throat. Pressing on it softly as he makes me look him in the eyes there is lust there but underneath them, there is also love. It’s the sort of passion that most girls dream of the eyes that tell you “Your safe but you are also mine,” He moves his lips against mine he takes his hand away from my throat chaining me to the bed. He makes them tight enough to keep me secure but not enough to cut off my circulation. He says nothing as he moves from the bed to the wall where the whips are placed he takes the black flogger a tool that I’m well acquainted with. He taps it gently against my thighs watching me flinch in pleasure and pain.

“You’re to keep these sheets clean.'” He taps my thighs again this time a little bit harder than before. “Do you understand?” His voice is rougher and a lot closer. I nod my head with a grin, sometimes I like to push him over the edge. “Use your fucking words.” He growls with no remorse as the flogger smacks my pussy as I jolt against the bed.

“Yes, master.” I whimper helplessly he grins as he spanks me again this time they are small hits to my pussy but still pack a punch. The pain makes me feel more alive and I can tell that I won’t be able to keep these sheets clean not like my master desires. Somedays I want to please him and other days I’m a dirty little slut, Who only cares for her own selfish needs. Today I want to be what he desires and also be selfish. But there is no way that I can have both because my master likes to play games to give me some control and take it away.

“You’re fucking getting wet for me.” He groans tracing the flogger along my nipples circling them as I pull against the chains that bound me. He likes watching me struggle to watch me whimper and squirm. “Look at how much of a desperate slut you are.” He picks up the mirror that is nearby and places it in front of me. “Say that you’re a desperate whore.” This is it his games have begun and I’m ready to play.

“I’m such a desperate whore.” He flogs me hard as I moan the last word making sure that the neighbours hear it.

“What a dirty fucking whore you are.” He puts down the flogger undoing his belt. “Look at how fucking wet you are.” My pussy aches at his words then his big thick cock he grabs it squeezing it in his hands. “Show me how much you need my cock slut.” His voice is softer but still rough as the passion and tension set a flame to the room. I begin wriggling, screaming and squirming as I do my best to kick and pull trying my best to get out of these chains that keep me from my master’s cock. He pulls on his dick up and down as he goes faster and faster enjoying fucking himself because of my pain.

“Oh please matter give me your cock.” I do my best pleading but it doesn’t work instead he goes faster as he moans as I’m forced to watch his dick pulse. “Please stick your dick in my holes anyone you like.” This gets his attention and pulls him out of his trance. He climbs above me. Master starts to pull my hair directing my head towards his cock as he makes me deepthroat it. I do my best to gain some control but he keeps pushing my head back down as I struggle for air.

“Oh fuck oh what a good fucking slut.” He groans loudly before he shoots his creamy load deep down my throat that I’m forced to swallow. My wetness starts to soak up the sheets which I try to cover with my legs but the master notices and unchains me from the bed. Making me bend over I don’t see what he goes to fetch but I can feel it as soon as he taps it against my ass. It’s the red paddle something we have only used a few times. “Such a bad fucking whore. Now I’ve got to clean these sheets again.” He spanks me once, twice then a third time as I scream out in pain. He pulls my hair looking deep into my eyes he’s searching for something…My safe word is our safe word but I won’t use it. He lets go of my hair and hits me again with the paddle several times rubbing each ass cheek. Before setting me on the bed and kissing my forehead. Today he won’t let me cum because I didn’t keep the sheets clean,