Chapter Two
The ride home was quick, happy to be home. I hurry inside; twisting to shut the door my eyes notice his shoes. My breath leaves me, as my body melts to the hardwood floor. Straightening my back, pulling my tummy tight my movements graceful as my arms go behind my frame, my thighs spread, the air caress’ my swollen glistening lips, my hands clasp together as I whisper “good morning M’Lord”. An unspeakable silence, my mind wanders, as my eyes remain lowered. His footsteps sound the floor, softly vibrating me; I hunger for his touch, for him to release my bound state. I hear the snap of his fingers; I rise with a swift elegant nature, as he pulls me to him. His lips upon my forehead, the sound of his voice almost sends me over. “Table”, is all I hear from him, as he steps back, I move to the ~table~made of black marble. My slender arms reach removing my sundress my hands reach behind unclasping my bra, freeing my breasts, the air in the house cooler than normal. Bending at my waist, I feel my raised nipples smash to the cold tabletop, my legs spread to match the legs of the table. The straps tighten about my ankles, as my wrists cross at the small of my back.
“Have you slept my lil flower”, my body shivers as he speaks. “No M’Lord”, his hand runs over the welts, as my body squirms, mmm I purrr. “What was used on you?” My mind racing, I whisper “a belt” hmmmm his voice deep “why?” I feel my cheeks warm, my body stir, “I did not swallow him completely M’Lord”. ‘Swat’, so I will hear of my girl not obeying? “I am uncertain M’Lord, I obeyed all that was requested, just a couple drops were missed, I took all of thy Master’s punishment”. I hear his movements; my chin rests at the edge of the rounded marble. His torso stands before my eyes, as he opens his robe the familiar cock greets me. M’Lord presses to my lips, as I feel the first ‘lash’, wincing, my mouth opens. M’Lord jams within, as my tongue twirls, I begin to suck, as the reminder of thy Master’s harsh fucking of my mouth hits me. My throat so tender, as M’Lord drives within my bruised throat, the pain as I swallow, taking every bit. M’Lords hips gyrating, ‘slash’, ‘slash’, repeatedly striking my round welted cheeks.“I imagined you last evening” I listen to his words, working my mouth vigorously upon his hardness. “His cock riding my flowers cunt, pounding you” my mind remembers the hours before. The pit of my stomach awakening, as my tongue twirls upon the thin flesh of M’Lords shaft. I writhe almost violently as M’Lord swipes my cunt lips, again, and again, he swats. Like an animal, muffled moans escaping the sucking of M’Lords engorged cock. “That’s it my slut, there you are, I knew you would beg for me” the commanding voice, the feel of his cock as he pumps faster. My neck strained, as he fucks my mouth harder, my juices flowing, my slit soaked. He pulls from me, kneeling I watch as he licks the leather tip of the ~cat-o-nine-tails”, he smears my juices upon my lips and nose.
“Did you cum for him!!!!!!” the velocity of his words shakes me, as M’Lord shoves the leather tip upon my face, tears well in my eyes, as I choke “no M’Lord”. He rises in a swift stride, I feel his fingers find my bud so expertly, he strokes, as I scream in the pleasure. “Grrrrr”. Ohhhh yes he knows I obeyed, as I have always, I wriggle in my tied state, sensations coursing my entire body. I know he will feel my wetness, sopping wet I am, my mind pleading for M’Lord to take me, draw the pulsing ache from me. My breath taken, as his finger rides my slit, plunging deeply, twisting, as he finger fucks my hole. My dripping cunt sounding the walls of the foyer.
M’Lord adds another of his large fingers, they are thick. I hear his moans, as I whimper clenching his fingers with my muscles. My lips on fire, as he rides back and forth, my depths erupting, coals smoldering, radiating my inner core. He steps back, as I feel his fingers leave the depths of my walls. I wriggle, trying to churn, buck, “ohhhh” my breathing erratic, soft whimpers, as my juices trickle down my inner thighs. My mind knowing I could release at this very moment, M’Lord driving my mind blissfully. I tighten my pussy, as my depths ache, my head bolts upward as I feel the head of M’Lords cock upon my horny hole. My tiny wriggles begging him to thrust inward. His moan, as he enters, pumping fiercely, my walls bruised from hours earlier, wincing as the pain finds my depths. The coals brighten as more juices flood, coating M’Lords throbbing cock. He pounds hard, driving deep, rocking the table, his hand slips under my belly. Sliding up, I rise as best I can, I feel the pinch, and I begin to tremble, knowing I cannot take much more.
His drive slows, going shallow, “ohhhhhhhh I cry out” my nipple being kneaded roughly. “My lil flower wishes to cum, I love fucking you when you are this ready” deep throaty growls. My flesh shivers, my mind floating. “I spoke with him, he wants you again” screams of nooo M’Lord rake my thoughts. “I thought to myself, maybe a good lesson of deprivation for you, I would fuck you silly and than give you to him once again”. I tighten hard, as he pulls back, opening my cunt as he slams deep inside, milking his cock, my body knows what M’Lord wants from this slut. “Mmmmm such a naughty slut my Constance, feel my cock ride your soaked walls, mmm let me have my bud”. I wish I had something to bite, as I feel him shifting his weight, his other hand leaves my waist, presses my thigh, catapulting my mind, he flicks my wet clit, pumping long and deep. “Screaming out”, I work my muscles to please him, my depths flaming. Everything stops, he pulls from my wet hole, stepping in front of me, he grips my hair, taking my mouth. The cool air of the room shudders my body, as I work M’Lords cock, pumping him as he stands, thrusting jerks press to my throat, the pain forgotten, my tongue lapping, twirling, riding the length. I suck hard as my head pulls back, releasing as I drive back down, the head squishing into the cavity of my throat, again and again. “Guttural grunts” sound from him, as I feel the hot creamy liquid, my sweet juices lingering. I swallow, my throat so tight as his cock pulses, “mmmmm” I moan swallowing every drop. He pulls his purple cock from my mouth, bending he kisses my forehead,
‘Swat, swat, swat” upon my round cheeks, the welts sting sharply. I feel my ankles release, “rise”, I do so to find him noosing my nipples ever so tightly, my legs tremble, my rear on fire, tugging the chain he leads me upstairs. His robe drops to the floor of our room, he pulls me to him on the bed. M’Lord lays back, smiling to me, his hands softly roaming my body, I close my eyes feeling every sensation. As his fingers work my depths, riding my slit, slow than vigorously. I softly whimper as he speaks “my lil flower ride my cock”. I climb upon the bed, swaying, keeping my balance with my hands tied facing him I lower, tilting forward. I close my eyes feeling the head smash upon my swollen lips teasing my jetting nub. Rocking gently, my juices coating, the head slides easily upon my slit. He pulls the chain taut upon my nipples, as my cunt swallows his cock, I rise and fall quivering. My breathless body bubbling deep within, as the flames spark, heating my core. My body obeys gripping the width, rising and falling rhythmically upon M’Lords shaft. My mind transfixed as his finger finds my juicy clit, strumming me, as I “scream” throwing my head back, arching, I ride hard and fast, fucking M’Lord.
The noose that bounds my nipples pulled tight, my depths sucking his hardness. “Oohhh yes my sweet flower, work that cunt, beg for your desires”. I lift my leg planting it next to my other, my round bottom rises and falls, slamming hard, as I ride M’Lord sideways, closing my legs, squeezing tight, the sensations ripple, my breasts stretched. As I twist my backside to M’Lord, as he invades my tight brown hole, “whimpering out” my breasts bounce, as I ride, harder and harder, a wet slapping noise echoes our room. Shifting once again I ride him shaking, my body hungers to let go. My voice soft and low “Please M’Lord, the feel of your cock is driving this sluts cunt, oh oh yesss, please your flower begs you”. Working with fierce concentration, pleading my body to withhold. “Grrrrrrr” I pump wildly hearing him, my body moves to face him directly, rising and falling, slapping down hard, feeling the base spreading me wide, grinding my aching clit.
“Oh yes, oh yes you fuck my cock so well, let me drink you my flower, come up here, ride my face”. With eagerness I step balancing myself to his face, smothering my hot cunt upon him, rocking violently, my nub finds the bridge of his nose. M’Lords muffled sounds as my thighs squeeze his head, bucking as my body fulminates, exploding, my hot lava gushing as I glide rocking upon M’Lords nose. Oohhhh the sounds of him slurping, as my body arches, grinding wave after wave, trembling, the pit of my stomach rolling over and over. Sweet sensual release’s as I feel a yank, searing pain as another tide rakes my frame, shaking. I fuck M’Lords face, as each crashing wave rolls, “screaming”. He rises lifting me, flipping me over, my face smashed to the satin bedspread, his cock enters, his hands upon my hips, driving me back, slam after slam. My cunt releasing spasming, as M’Lord “grunts” he drives deep, wildly, twisting and churning his cock as his cum spurts, coating my walls. I feel him untie my wrists, his cock pumping, our juices slurping loudly. His strong arms lift my frame; carrying me to the tub M’Lord enjoys cleaning what is his to fuck.