It was the first day of holidays. Mike hadn’t been around for a while, with all the work that piled up before holidays. But now, I had him all to myself for two weeks. He was finally gonna he home all day.
We had a lazy day and didn’t leave home at all. I’d been teasing him all day. I acted like I was busy doing my usual tasks, but my only real task was to turn him on. I kept brushing against him every now and then, giving him dirty looks and bending over an unnecessary amount of times. He definitely knew I was teasing him on purpose, but none of us would bring it up, not until after dinner.
I was changing into my sleepwear when he walked into the bedroom. I stood there half naked, wearing nothing but a pair of backless panties. The look in his eyes told me that I was in big trouble.
I tried not to move as he walked closer to me, but I suddenly found myself trapped between him and the bedroom wall. I hadn’t even noticed that I was walking backwards. In my head, I was begging him to touch me, but he just pinned my wrists to the wall above my head and watched me. I didn’t want to get myself in any more trouble so I just kept quiet and looked at his soft beautiful lips. I caught sight of his growing bulge and bit my lip absent-mindedly. He saw me doing it and a smile formed on those lips that I needed so badly on mine. I could feel my heartbeat speeding up. Oh god this was gonna cost me.
One of his hands slowly slid up to circle my breasts. His fingers softly traced around my boob and his face moved closer to mine. I was almost leaning for a kiss when he suddenly pinched my already hardened nipple. I jolted back and let out a soft quiet moan. His smile grew bigger and more evil.
“If I were you I’d keep my mouth shut love.” He finally spoke to me since he’d entered the room. I tried to mumble the words “I’m sorry” but I couldn’t get them out. “You’ve been playing games with me all day. It’s my turn now.” He continued as he eyed my every move.
He pinched my nipple harder as he talked. I closed my eyes and tried to suppress a moan but I failed. He let go of my tormented nipple and grabbed my chin firmly to force my eyes open.
“Do I need a gag to keep you quiet?” He asked in a serious tone that made me stop breathing for a moment.
“No sir I’m sorry I’ll be..” I was struggling to discover the right words, but my mind seemed blank.
“Shh. I don’t want to hear a single noise out of you. You’ll speak if you’re asked a question. And you answer with yes sir, no sir. Understood?” His words shifted the atmosphere. I was starting to feel damp and needy, ready to please my master.
“I didn’t mean to make you angry.” I blurted out, almost afraid of where this was going.
His grip on my chin became tighter. The look on his face sent a shiver down my body and I went quiet immediately.
“You shut up and I might change my mind about punishing you. But if you talk without my permission one more time, I’ll tie you up and gag you like a slut and torture you all night.” He whispered, staring straight into my wide eyes. “I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll forget your fucking name. You get so close to cum every time but I won’t even let you think of it. Do you understand now?” He finished without breaking the eye contact.
I struggled to swallow under his rough grip. I was shocked to hear him talk like that, he was rarely so forward with me. I quickly remembered he asked me a question.
– Yes sir.
“Better. I’ll ask you one more time, do you need a gag to shut up?” His hand was still gripping my chin, and I was starting to suffocate a little.
– No sir.
He finally let go of me. My knees gave out and I had to struggle to stand. And yet, I didn’t regret it. I really needed to get him this far.
He just stood and watched as I tried to get myself together. I finally stood in the middle of the room, waiting for his orders.
He walked calmly, taking slow steps toward the nightstand. I could only hear him rumble through the drawer but I couldn’t see what he picked. When he finally returned, I caught a glimpse of a series of plugs that he had set on the bed. He pointed at the smallest one and started to explain. “We start with this one. One mistake and I’ll use the next size. Do you understand?”
– Yes sir.
My hands were slightly trembling and my heart was beating too fast. I started to wonder if my teasing today was really crossing the line or did he just want to punish me. His voice broke my thoughts.
+ Come.
I walked up to the bed and kept my head down. He pushed me and I fell face down on the bed. He pushed my thongs’ string a little to the side and I felt his fingers stroke my ass. It took all my strength to stop myself from moaning. That made me think how difficult it was going to be tonight.
“So wet already. You dirty little thing.” He said, and I could hear the satisfaction in his voice.
He dipped two fingers inside me with no warning. I gasped quietly and shut my eyes. Already?!
“Don’t get your hopes up.” He said, as if he could read my mind.
I exhaled the breath I was holding in for so long. I felt a bit disappointed when he pull his fingers out, barely seconds after he had inserted them. He rubbed his wet fingers on my butthole and just a little inside it. Then he repeated the whole process, except this time his fingers went deeper in my ass.
I wiggled without thinking, earning a rough slap of his palm on my ass. “You do not move without my permission.” He warned me.
– Yes sir, I’m sorry.
Suddenly, the plug broke into my asshole a little too roughly. I had to bite the sheets to keep quiet. He spanked me again, even though I hadn’t disobeyed him at all.
– Master I..
His next slap came down harder, making my back arch. I feel my damp panties getting wetter every second.
“I told you to shut up.” He said through his teeth, clearly irritated at me. A moment of silence passed. I couldn’t see him and I didn’t dare turn around.
“Get up.” His voice called from behind me. I obeyed immediately. I knew I’d pissed him off and I deserved to be punished, so I didn’t want to make it worse. The plug in my ass hurt as I moved so quickly.
“Get me a piece of rope, a thin one. And don’t forget you can’t walk.” He instructed me, putting emphasis on the last words.
I knew why he was doing that. He wanted me to have to crawl on my hands and knees so the plug would perfectly fuck my ass. He must’ve seen the look of horror on my face, because his smile was the most evil I’d seen.
I crawled down and cricled the bed, moving towards the nightstand. The plug tortured my ass with every movement and I cursed myself for getting into this situation.
I finally got the rope, clenched it between my teeth and crawled back to him. By the time I reach his feet, I was panting like I had been working out.
He took the rope without a word, and motioned me to get up. His fingers brushed against my arms and went lower. He moved behind me slowly, making me nervous. When he reached my wrists, he took them and tied them up behind me. I pulled on it a little to test it, but he had me tied too tightly. I heard a chuckle and then I felt his breath on my neck. His hands moved on my skin, reaching my panties and taking them off quickly.
“On the bed. Lie on your back and spread your legs.”
– Yes sir.
I followed his orders as fast as I could, trying to be a good girl. The plug was hurting even more as it pressed against the sheets. I felt my pussy beating in sync with my heartbeat.
“Do not move until I come back.” He nodded in my direction and then left the room. I could hear him fill up a glass with water in the kitchen. Did he really need to drink right now, while I was so needy?
He came back after what felt like hours to me. He walked up to the bed and stood over me. I was once again distracted by the gigantic bulge in his shorts. I instantly felt hungry, getting lost in thoughts about how badly I wanted to suck his cock.
“I’m going to put these ice cubes on your body. Do you think I’d like it if you move and make them slide down?” He raised the glass of water as he spoke. Oh shit. I was in bigger trouble than I wondered.
– No sir.
“Exactly. That’s why you will stay still until I’m done.
– Yes sir.
He bent over me to place the first cube. He was so close to my face. I could’ve kissed his perfect mouth if he hadn’t tied me up. I licked my lips hungrily, but he dropped the ice cube between my breasts, ripping through my thoughts. The cold broke through my skin and I had to fight my shivering so hard. Next two ones on my nipples. Next one below my stomach. Another two on my thighs. For the last one, he opened my pussy’s folds and pushed the ice cube right above my clit. I bit my lip so hard that I could feel blood on my tongue. I felt like I could die from this.
Motionless and quiet, I suffered. He turned to the drawer and returned with a flog in his hand.
“The first cube that falls down is where this is going to land.” He said while looking down on his work of art.
Oh no. It was unfair, the cubes were obviously going to slide down my skin. It was getting too freezing and I was way too turned on to stay still. But it wasn’t the shivering that got me whipped. It was my nipples that got stiff from the ice. After less than a minute of him standing next to the bed and observing me, both the ice cubes on my nipples slid and fell on the sheets.
I tried to mouth the word “please” but I didn’t have the courage to. He had clearly set this up, knowing full well what would happen. I lifted my head slightly and the cube between my breasts slid down as well.
He was merciless with the flog. He brought it down between my breasts with all his force. I bit my lips to keep quiet, trying so hard to keep in my moans. Another strike on both my tits, each of them at a slightly different spot. It stung like crazy, and I couldn’t stay put anymore.
I pushed my hips forward and the cube on my navel fell, dragging itself down my side and making me freeze. He landed the flog on my stomach without missing a beat. This time, I failed at keeping quiet. I moaned loudly and moved my legs, making the ones on my thighs to slide down too. So his next strike was on my thighs, driving me to my edge. Tears were starting to form in my ears.
My entire body was getting flogged. He was unbelievably fast too, not giving me the smallest chance to recover. The flog connected to the skin on my tits, my stomach and thighs every second. He hit quick and sharp a few more times but I managed to keep my mouth shut.
The only cube that remained was the one on my clit, trapped between my folds. But it was melting down, and the water was making my already needy pussy seem even wetter.
“You didn’t exactly behave slut.” He says after finishing the flogging. His words make my blood run cold.
“I’m so sorry sir.” I murmur quietly, in a desperate attempt to excuse myself.
“I told you to shut up.” He continues in the same cold tone.
– Yes sir I…
I couldn’t finish my sentence when I looked into your eyes. They were flaming with anger and desire. I felt ashamed at having moaned. It was the single thing I shouldn’t have done and yet I did it. I needed the punishment.
He picked the nipple clamps that he had already set on the nightstand. He pinched my stiff sore nipples and put on the metal clamps conencted by a thin chain.
“Turn around.” He ordered. His voice sounded calmer, but that was also a bad sign. It meant he was planning my punishment.
I obeyed without thinking twice. He pushed the back of my head down, making the clamps bite my nipples as they pressed against the sheets. I wanted to scream, but I was too afraid of the consequences.
He slapped my ass and pulled out my plug. I knew what to expect, so I spread my legs to make it easier for him to push in the next plug. He didn’t seem to care though, he pushed it inside my pussy to get it wet. Then he pushed it in my ass without any warning, in a single move.
It was like he was challenging me to moan again, but I knew better. My tears streamed down my face and yet I stayed silent. He pulled my tied wrists from behind to make me get up, on my knees. I felt him whisper behind my ears, “I’ll give you a chance to be a good girl. Can you do it?”
– Yes sir.
I finally had my shot and I was going to prove that I was good. I couldn’t hide my delight. He sat on the bed in front of me, leaning against the bed frame. He didn’t have a shirt on, and I took a second to admire his beautiful body, his soft skin and his confident posture. I licked my lips and stared at the huge bump in his shorts.
He push his shorts down along with his boxers. My mouth went dry at the sight of his hard fat cock bouncing free. I tried to crawl forward but it was too hard with my hands tied. He playfully tugged at the chain connecting my clamps. I had to bite my lips and swallow hardly to keep myself from moaning.
Tired of my struggle to reach him, he leaned forward and grabbed my waist, helping me get there. My face was now inches away from his cock. I looked up at him to gain his permission. He nodded at me, and I gave him my best.
I carefully took the tip of his cock between my lips, licking it inside my mouth. I rubbed my tongue on the very tip and kissed it softly. I took a glance at him and saw his face all relaxed and his eyes closed. The sight encouraged me. I licked the length of his cock and rubbed my wet lips all over him. His head fell back with a soft groan and his hand slowly ran through my hair. The motion made me drip and I took his balls inside my mouth. I licked and played with my tongue for a few more seconds, trying to get him needy before getting really started.
I could feel him grab my hair in his hand. It was my sign to take him in my mouth. I tightened my lips around his hard cock and took more of it every second, making sure to lick every spot as I sucked it. He was fisting my hair now and moaning softly, his voice making my insides turn into liquid.
I looked up at him and daw that his eyes were open. We stared at eachother for a second, then he push my head down. I liked the motion, moving my head up and down, sucking him with all my force. He started to hit the back of my throat, making me gag and drool all over his cock. I could feel him getting closer.. but he stopped suddenly.
“I’m not going to finish like this.” He said with a groan. I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me, but sat up and licked my lips. The taste of his precum on my lips was getting me more and more needy.
“Get up.” He ordered once more.
I pushed myself across the bed and stood up. He looked at me like he was fucking me with his eyes. That look alone made me feel the juices run between my legs. I hesitated but finally dared to ask, “Have I been a good girl sir?”
His lips parted open and I immediately regretted speaking without permission. “You don’t seem to learn, do you?” He laughed and watched me, still sitting on the bed with his hard cock throbbing. I dropped my head down and looked at the floor. I’d gotten myself in trouble, again.
“Well you’ve been such a good girl. Look at me.” He said a little more softly. I looked up and took in the sight in front of me. I felt my mouth water and I trembled slightly.
– Thank you sir.
“You won’t get a bigger plug, but I’ll still punish you. Do you figure out?” He said, in the same tone.
– Yes sir.
I didn’t even dare to look away. I knew he could see me shake. I wondered if he could hear my heartbeat too. “Go get a paddle and stand in front of the mirror.” He gave me the instructions.
– Yes sir.
I hurried to get the paddle from the drawer and follow his orders. He watched me unbothered, while I moved around the room with a plug fucking my ass and the clamps tormenting my nipples. I stood in front of the mirror; I looked beautiful, tied up and ready to serve my master.
He finally got up and walked behind me, towering over my shoulder. He ordered me to bend down and hold on to the drawer.
“You get twenty spanks on each side. Count loudly. If you stop counting, we begin at one.” He said calmly, as if it was nothing, even though I was shaking with stress. “And since you’ve been so good with that mouth, you’re allowed to moan.” He added with a hint of softness.
– Yes sir. Thank you sir.
My eyes followed him in the mirror as he picked up the paddle and got ready to punish me. The first strike hit my right ass cheek unexpectedly and I moaned deeply. Then he hit again.
– One!
He tugged at my clamps chain and smiled. He was enjoying this, and that alone was enough. I felt it was my purpose to please him. The next strike came down as I still moaned.
– Two!
By the time we reached 10, his left hand was grabbing my throat and almost choking me. I still counted every strike, afraid to miss one. Between choking me and pulling my clamps chain, he kept spanking mercilessly. When I counted 20, I felt like my knees were going to give away.
His face was serious in the mirror, not even looking at my face. I took a deep breath. I knew I could handle this. I was far away from my limit.
He started caressing the parts he had bruised. Then he switch hands and started spanking my left ass cheek. I had counted up to 7 when he suddenly pulled my clamps chain with all his force and spanked me at the same time. I screamed and he spanked again.
“Begin at one slut.” He said with a smile, looking at my desperate face in the mirror. I couldn’t help but start to beg.
– Please sir.. I’m begging you..
He spanked me again, this time maybe even harder.
– One!
“Good girl.” He nodded and landed the next strike. We finally reached 20 and he dropped the paddle on the floor, immediately inserting two fingers inside me. I was wetter than I have ever been.
“Such a dirty slut.” He said while pumping his fingers in and out of me, and I moaned with all my strength. I already felt myself getting close. He stopped instantly, then leaned down to whisper in my ear, “Not so fast love.”
I gasped and mumbled something I didn’t even hear myself. Haven’t I been punished enough? I had surely learnt my lesson. He push me down to bend lower. I did so, and felt his hard cock teasing my entrance.
“Is this what you want?” He said seductively.
– Yes sir.
My voice was more shaky than I imagined it would be.
“And why should I fuck you now?” He asked playfully. I looked up in the mirror and I saw his grin. I knew he wanted me to beg. And so I began.
– Because I’m your slut my master. I’m begging you to fuck me. Please.. I need you…
He teased me further, pushing the tip of his dick inside me and then taking it out again.
– I’m so wet and needy for you. Please sir, i beg you…
He groaned and pushed his dick all the way inside me. I opened my mouth but no sound came out. He pulled out a little bit and thrust inside again. One more time. His face in the mirror was my favorite thing, aside from the combination of his huge cock and the plug inside me, that felt like getting fucked in two holes. He picked up his pace, faster with every thrust. I got closer and closer every second. He fucked me hard and fast, making me feel like the slut I was for him. Until he stopped again. I whined as he pulled out and rubbed his wet cock against my ass and thighs.
– Please don’t stop…
“Lie on the bed with your ass up. Now.” He ordered me. I moved to the bed immediately and did as he told me. I felt him kneel behind me and rub his dick onto my soaked pussy. I breathed heavily and tried to grind up against him. He moaned and pushed his throbbing hard cock inside me again. It filled me up perfectly and I let out a loud moan.
He started moving inside me. He grabbed my waist and eased into my bruised ass, thrusting harder every second. My moans faded into each other as he grabbed my throat with one hand and lifted my head up.
