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A Mistress/slave Beautiful Relationship
Provided by: BDSM Library
Synopsis: This story tries to tell what could well be everyday
situations between a female Dom / male sub in a loving relationship.
A Mistress/slave beautiful relationship
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This work was originally written in Spanish. It was translated to
English by the
author and revised by woodsman's game (thank you so much!!). I'd
appreciate to
hear from you, to know if you enjoyed the story so I can add more
chapters.
THANKS!
This is a work of fiction, intended for adults only. If you are
offended by
"kinky" sexual activities, Dom/sub relationships, etc. please don't
read the
following story as its contents may offend you.
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A Mistress/slave beautiful relationship
CHAPTER 1 - The First Session
Since the early ages of my adolescence, I recall having fantasies
about
a woman exerting power over me, both psychologically and physically.
She'd tie
me up and immobilize me to have me at her complete mercy, without my
being able
to do anything to prevent what she was about to do to me. She'd use me
at her
own will and for her own pleasure. She would humiliate me and insult
me,
degrading me verbally. I never had the courage to talk about this with
anyone,
but with my last and current girlfriend, with whom I had and have a
relationship
of profound love, mutual respect and complete openness about myself, I
felt it
could be somewhat different. So I told her about my unusual desires and
fantasies and I roughly described to her what the BDSM world was like.
The feeling that I got from our little talk was that she listened with
attention and that she respected me and loved me a lot, despite
everything I had
just told her, but that she wasn't at all interested and that, frankly,
she
didn't like this business. So I resigned myself to keep on dreaming at
night
about this and jerking off in my loneliness, watching videos of tied up
and
tormented girls.
One day like many others, I arrived at her home to see her. It had
been
a couple of days since we last met, so I was particularly looking
forward to
holding her tight and kissing her for a long while. But that day
something was
different...
We were alone, so she made me go upstairs to her room. She walked in
after me (she didn't let me let her go in first, as it should have
been), and as
soon as she closed the door she said to me in a severe tone
"Strip, slave."
This took me completely by surprise, so I stayed there for a couple of
seconds absolutely still, repeating the words Michelle had just said,
lost in a
daydream. She quickly brought me back to reality when, realizing I
wasn't moving
at all, she came close and spanked me hard on the ass.
"I told you to strip naked... are you so stupid that you can't follow
simple orders?"
Immediately I came back to the moment and answered, "Yes", unbuckling
my
belt.
"Yes, what?" was her response.
"Yes, Mistress," I answered without hesitation.
"From now on you won't speak unless talked to or asked something,
understood?"
"Yes."
Another hard spank on my ass was her reply to me. "YES MISTRESS!! And
I
expect not to have to tell you again," she warned me.
"Yes, Mistress," I answered.
I finished unbuckling my belt, took off my shoes and socks, unzipped
my
trousers and let them drop to the floor. I quickly unbuttoned my shirt
and threw
it with the rest of my clothes.
Seeing me hesitate, Mistress Michelle told me, "Your underwear too,
slave."
"Yes, Mistress."
My underpants ended up on top of the pile with the rest of my clothes.
I
stood there still for a moment, with my hard-on clearly visible.
"So it looks like this turns you on... I don't want your cock hard
yet!
I want it immediately back to its pathetic original size!" she said.
I looked at her puzzled, not knowing what to do to make that happen.
"It seems that you don't understand, shitty slave," and Mistress
Michelle got closer slapping my erect penis. "Kneel, sit down on your
toes and
stare at the floor."
I promptly followed my Mistress' instructions. She went looking for a
box she kept in her wardrobe that was locked with a padlock. She put it
on one
of the two beds she had in her room and opened it. The light in the
bedroom was
very dim, so I could not make out what was in the box. Anyway, I kept
staring at
the floor as my Mistress had instructed me. Taking out something from
the box,
she came near me and I could notice it was a leather collar.
"Kiss your collar, slave. Now you belong to me and I'll do with you as
I
please, you understand? Would you like that?" she asked.
"Yes, Mistress."
Mistress Michelle brought the collar near my lips and I gave it a tiny
kiss. She then adjusted it around my neck. Mistress Michelle took my
head
between her hands, and raising it, she kissed me deeply and
romantically. She
moved away slowly, breaking the kiss and biting my lower lip, softly at
first
but then with strength. She took a blindfold from her toy box and left
me
'blind'. The blindfold was pretty effective.
"Stand up," she ordered.
Without hesitation I stood up and waited for the next order from my
Mistress. She pushed me onto the bed and I fell on it hard, face up.
Mistress
Michelle climbed to the bed and on top of me straight away, sitting on
my
stomach. She took my left wrist and secured it to the left post of the
bed with
some handcuffs. She repeated the process with my other wrist, and then
she stood
up. Nothing happened for a few seconds, I guess my Mistress was
contemplating
her handiwork and staring at my nakedness. She proceeded to bind my
ankles to
the other ends of the bed, leaving me perfectly tied up on the bed in a
spread-eagle position, not being able to move much.
I heard the sounds of clothing falling. Surely my Mistress was getting
herself more comfortable. Then, she climbed again on top of me. I
immediately
noticed her pants were gone. She still had her panties on, though. She
brought
her mouth next to mine and kissed me profoundly, like she had done few
times
before. She then lay over me, and I discovered that her torso was
completely
nude. Feeling the touch of her tits against my naked chest took my
turned-on
level a little higher.
She whispered in my ear, "Do you love me?"
"Yes, Mistress," I replied.
"Louder, tell me that you love me."
"I love you, Mistress!"
"I can't hear you. Convince me that is true."
"I LOVE YOU WITH ALL THE POWER OF MY HEART, MISTRESS!!" I screamed. It
was the absolute truth, and now, more than ever.
"And what are you?" she asked.
"Your slave, Mistress."
"Completely mine?"
I then felt her fingers caressing the head of my erect penis.
"Completely yours, Mistress."
"Body and soul?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"And your useless cock is also mine?"
"Yes, Mistress, I'm all yours."
"And I can do with it and with you whatever I want?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Really anything I want? Consider that obscure and evil thoughts may
come out of my head," she warned me.
"You can do with me anything you want, Mistress. I exist to serve and
please you."
"What a good slave!" she said, and then she kissed my cheek and moved
her hand away from my needy cock. I was already desperate to feel her
hands
touching me.
"Ok, my little whore," she said to me, "kiss me until I tell you to
stop."
She moved her neck towards my lips and I started to kiss her neck. I'd
always known that's one of the parts of her body she enjoys most to be
kissed,
and I had become very good at pleasing her that way. Shortly after, she
pushed
her round and perfect shaped breasts against my mouth so that I would
kiss them,
and as soon as my lips touched them for the first time in the day, my
Mistress
let out a moan. I was getting her turned on, and that not only made me
happy,
but also got me even more excited at the same time. I kissed her
breasts with
enthusiasm. I kissed all around them, and then I paid special attention
to the
area surrounding her nipples, ultimately taking them entirely into my
mouth and
sucking them with eagerness. My Mistress kept letting me know she was
extremely
turned on by the sounds she was making.
Suddenly, she pulled her breast from my mouth. She turned around,
sitting on top of my, by now, very hard cock, and she moved her feet
close to my
mouth. I sucked her toes gladly, licking and kissing her feet as if
they were
the tastiest candy I could eat. While I was doing this, she twisted her
butt on
my cock, making it jump and tremble. I also moaned and wailed.
Letting my cock aside, again with it wanting more, my Mistress took
her
tits back to my mouth. I kissed them once more and sucked on her
nipples the way
she likes me to, nibbling on them softly. This took her to a state of
supreme
excitement, so it seemed.
"You're getting me pretty turned on, you know? You like to turn me on,
my little bitch?" she asked.
"Yes, Mistress."
"It looks like you're very turned on too; your cock is so hard."
"Yes, Mistress."
"Would you like to cum?"
"Yes, Mistress, please..."
"Beg me."
"Please, Mistress, allow me to cum. It would be the most precious gift
you could give to your piggy whore slave. Please, Mistress, I beg you."
"Ok, little piece of shit of mine, you've convinced me. Would you like
to know how much you've managed to turn me on?"
"Yes, Mistress."
So Mistress Michelle stood up, took her panties off, thus getting
completely naked, and stuffed my mouth with her underwear drenched in
vaginal
juices, getting it deep down my throat, making me taste her delicious
wine. She
secured her precious treasure on my mouth closing it with tape.
I soon felt her tongue over my balls, licking them and driving me
towards climax. Shortly after, she was also licking my penis, and she
didn't
take long to engulf it in her mouth. I wanted to let out howls of
pleasure, but
the effective panty-gag wasn't letting me do it. And the taste in my
mouth was
driving me to insane pleasure as well.
My Mistress kept sucking my cock until the point I almost climaxed.
She
stopped and went looking for something. She covered my cock with a
condom, and
grasping my prick with both hands, she asked me if I really wanted to
cum. I
nodded yes, and she then inserted a butt-plug in my ass, slowly...
moving it
with expertise. While she was doing this, she started to whack me off
with her
expert hands, making me release my load on the latex condom, whilst she
was
still fucking my butt with the plug.
After my orgasm, my Mistress kept raping my ass with the plug, moving
it
in and out and not letting me gasp for air, keeping me in a supreme
level of
pleasure. Suddenly, she left it in, as deep as possible, and she took
my gag
off. She kissed me intensely.
"You are my slave. You must do anything I tell you to do," she told me
while taking the condom off my cock. "Now you will swallow all your
filthy
waste, shitty pig."
My expression turned to complete surprise and repulsion
instantaneously,
but the blindfold and my Mistress' quickness prevented me from doing
something
about it. She had already emptied the contents of the condom on my
tongue and
was demanding that I swallowed it. So I did...
"That's what I like. A good slave has to be able to clean his own
waste," she said.
"Yes, Mistress," I answered.
Mistress Michelle turned her attention back again to my impaled ass
and
fucked me with the plug for a while. Every now and then I let out a
moan of
pleasure, which surely pleased my Mistress plenty.
When she took the plug out of my butt she told me angrily, "Look how
dirty this is! Do you think it's nice to get dirt this way on the toy
you like
so much?"
"No, Mistress."
"You like me to fuck you up your ass, don't you whore?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Tell me how much you like it."
"I love it Mistress."
"What do you love?"
"That you fuck me up my ass, Mistress."
"I can't put this away as dirty as it is. You'll clean it, right?"
"Yes, Mistress," I replied, certain that she would then release me so
I
could go to the bathroom and clean it with soap and water. But I was
going to
find out soon just how wrong I was...
Without warning, Mistress Michelle stuck the butt-plug in my mouth and
urged me to lick it clean. I tried to protest, but the plug suffocated
my pleas.
I tried to put it aside, but I was firmly bound and unable to take it
out of my
mouth. I tried to move my mouth aside, but my Mistress was faster than
me and
kept the plug inside my mouth. Soon I stopped resisting and started to
clean my
feces from the toy. At the beginning it gave me nausea, but then I got
used to
the smell and taste and I soon left the butt-plug shining clean. This
pleased my
Mistress a lot, who then proceeded to untie me, although she left my
blindfold
on, and instructed me to lick her pussy so she could have her own
orgasm.
I didn't waste any time to overwhelm her pussy and clit with my
tongue,
giving her waves of orgasms in a short while. My Mistress returned the
favor and
rewarded me for licking the butt-plug clean so well by taking my cock
once again
to her mouth, sucking it for about five minutes and making me cum once
more,
this time on her breasts.
"I love you, my slave. Let's take a nap," she told me while she got
under the blankets, taking me with her and subsequently taking my
blindfold off.
I hadn't realized how tired I was, hence I fell asleep pretty fast.
When I woke up, I found myself once again naked and bound spread-eagle
to the bed, blindfolded, ball-gagged and with something up my ass; I
couldn't
figure out what it was.
I felt a feather tickling my chest and armpits. It seemed that my
Mistress had awakened before me and was willing to keep on playing. She
tickled
me mercilessly all over my chest and armpits, all over my stomach and
crotch.
Then she went on to tickle the soles of my feet and my inner thighs,
until
finally she centered her attention on my genitals. I was twitching and
twisting
from side to side, unable to move much and being forced to bear the
torment.
After a few more minutes of this, Mistress Michelle stopped. She
talked
to me straight into my ear and told me, "I'm gonna say something to
you. That
thing you have up your ass is an enema nozzle. I only want you to jerk
off for
me. If you are able to cum for me in less than three minutes, I'll take
that off
your butt, untie you and let you make love to me any way you want. I'm
going to
be real wild. If you're not able to cum, however, I'll let the enema
flow free,
and then I'll clamp your ass with an inflatable, and very huge,
butt-plug I
have. Then, I'll leave you like that, suffering with the liquid in your
bowels,
for as long as I see fit to. What do you say?"
Without hesitation, I nodded my head yes. I knew that cumming in three
minutes -or even less- was no problem. I don't mean I cum too early or
something
like that, but providing that there is enough speed in the masturbation
and a
good level of excitement, I could achieve such a thing with no trouble
at all.
And as far as the level of excitement was concerned, my cock was
completely hard
and rigid once again.
My Mistress took my blindfold off and let me see her smile of
satisfaction. She was fully dressed. She untied my left hand, so I
looked at her
inquiringly.
"I didn't tell you I was going to let you jerk off with your right
hand,
did I?" she said smiling. Despite the fact that I am right handed, I
was still
confident I could achieve my goal. And the vision of my Mistress
fulfilling her
promise if I accomplished it was sufficiently stimulating.
"Ready? GO!!" said my Mistress turning on a chronometer.
I started to whack off with my free hand, applying as much speed as I
was able to. Suddenly my Mistress announced I had only one minute left.
But I
was already feeling I was very close to an orgasm. And then, my
Mistress grabbed
the base of my penis, squeezing it hard. This impeded my cumming, and I
failed
to achieve my goal. My face abruptly began to reflect deep concern for
what was
then going to happen next. My entrails would find themselves flooded by
the
liquid of the enema and forced to hold it for an indefinite period of
time.
My Mistress secured my left hand back to the post of the bed. She
opened
a valve and the enema began to flow.
After a short while, Mistress Michelle took the enema nozzle off my
ass
and replaced it with the butt-plug. It was big indeed, and it became
even bigger
when she pumped it a couple of times. I was feeling completely filled
and
invaded because of the enema and the plug that didn't let me expel it.
My Mistress turned around and walked towards the door.
"I'll be back in a while, I'm going shopping," she said.
My face became even paler. When Mistress Michelle was reaching for the
door to leave, she remembered something.
"Oh! Here you have something so you don't get bored during my
absence,"
she said as she came near me and turned on the vibrator on the
butt-plug. She
adjusted its speed at approximately 5/6 of the maximum and then left.
I have no idea how long it was until my Mistress finally returned, but
to me it seemed eternity. The liquid inside my body had grown into an
unbearable
pain, and I had lost almost completely the sensitivity of my ass
because of the
vibrating butt-plug.
My Mistress untied me and, without removing the vibrator, walked me to
the bathroom. Walking turned out to be very difficult for me. When I
got to the
bathroom I told her I loved her a lot. Immediately I realized I had
spoken
without permission, but my Mistress didn't care about that and kissed
me deeply
saying "me too" with an ear to ear smile.
Mistress Michelle left me in the bathroom, where I removed the
vibrator
from my ass and finally expelled all the liquid, which went out in a
clearly
brown color. Without doubt, my predicament had also helped to clean me
in depth.
"Are you finished?" my Mistress asked from the other side of the
bathroom door.
"Yes, Mistress," I answered. After that she came into the bathroom and
pushed me against the wall, kissing me passionately. Without wasting
any time,
she got undressed, and we both went into the shower where we made love
like we'd
never done it before, drunk with passion and exhilaration as we had
never
experienced before.
CHAPTER 2 - Mistress Michelle fucks her new toyboy
After taking a shower it was nighttime already, and we both were
pretty
tired. We went straight to bed and slept peacefully.
When I woke up, I saw her asleep, her naked body lying right beside
me.
Michelle looked like an angel. It seemed unbelievable that hours
earlier she had
been playing the role of a "cruel" Mistress. I lay there just watching
her,
waiting for her to wake up. When she opened her eyes, I surprised her
with a
passionate kiss.
"I love you", I said to her. "How did you know with such precision
what
I liked?"
"I've been investigating on the Internet. I also checked those stories
you keep on your hard drive and I visited some of your favorite web
sites,
especially BDSM Library. I downloaded a couple of stories, and to
prepare the
scene I combined the things you liked most along with those I myself
found
exciting. After that, I got to practice here on my own, trying to
develop the
character I decided to be," she told me
"And did you like what you did yesterday? Did it turn you on?" I
asked.
"A lot, but that doesn't mean I like good old-fashioned regular sex
any
less" she answered me, rubbing my thigh with her leg.
She kissed me, and before long, we were turned on and making love.
After
having my orgasm and releasing my sperm inside her, I sucked on her
clit and
licked her pussy until I made her cum too.
I got dressed and left. The day before had been a day that would
remain
in my memory.
A couple of weeks went by before we found ourselves engaging in BDSM
activities again. That time struck me also by surprise. I entered her
home and
she sneaked up on me from behind, covering my mouth with a handkerchief
drenched
in something. When I felt my legs relaxing, I realized it was
chloroform.
When I awoke, I was once again tied naked and spread-eagled on her
bed.
The moment I became aware of my condition, I felt my cock getting hard.
Michelle, excuse me, Mistress Michelle, was standing by the bed,
wearing
only a dark blue thong and watching me attentively.
"It seems that sleeping beauty finally woke up. I don't want to hear
any
sounds coming out from that mouth," she said to me in a severe tone,
"I'm saying
it for your own sake. If I hear anything, you'll get punished," she
added. I
nodded, letting her know I understood what she was saying to me.
"Mmm... you
know you're cute bound and naked like that, at my complete mercy? And
that
useless cock of yours is already hard again; it seems that it doesn't
get tired.
Let's see..."
She moved her head down slowly, opening her mouth to engulf my dick
inside her warm throat and the moist home of her tongue. She licked the
head of
my penis, flicking it with her tongue until she finally licked the
whole length
of my cock along the lower part until she reached my balls, loaded with
sperm
and ready to be emptied. She licked them for a few seconds, and she
even took
one of them inside her exquisite mouth, sucking it entirely.
But finally, she left my genitals alone and moved towards me. She sat
with her butt on my hard-on, facing me and staring at me with a deep
look. She
stroked her breasts, rubbing and pulling her nipples, tilting her head
backwards
and moaning softly. She moved her butt a little rubbing my cock, making
me
disobey her, moaning in need for it to be stimulated more directly.
"I thought I'd made clear that I didn't want you to utter any sound,
little whore of mine," she said to me. "Now I'm going to have to punish
you. But
I'll leave that for later. Now I want you to give my feet a good
licking." And
with that said, she moved her beautiful and gorgeous feet towards my
mouth.
I licked her big toe and the rest of her toes with eagerness. I took
them to my mouth and sucked on them with abandonment. I also ran my
tongue
around her sole and her instep. I made an effort to please her
completely. I
repeated the job on her other foot. My Mistress seemed satisfied.
While I was sucking on her toes as if they were lollipops, she kept
rubbing her butt on my cock, exciting me to nearly unbearable levels.
Right
then, she moved her feet away from my mouth and stood up.
"I think you've had enough of this torture, right?" she said to me. "I
think you're ready to get some milk out of your useless cock, ain't
that so?
I nodded immediately, desperate to cum. Mistress Michelle brought both
her hands to my dick and started to jerk me off with strength and
speed, moving
her hands up and down along the whole length of my shaft. It really
wouldn't
have taken much of this to make me cum, so soon I was on the verge of
climax.
Just at that moment, my Mistress stopped.
"Mmm... I changed my mind, I think I'll rather have this insignificant
cock totally flaccid, just to show you just how pathetic you are, my
little
whore," she said. And then she brought an ice cube to my dick and
rubbed it all
over my cock, until my erection subsided and my penis became reduced to
its
minimum size. Despite this, my level of excitement was steadily rising.
Mistress Michelle kept that ice cube on my cock, keeping it just the
way
she wanted it to be, while she rubbed another one all over my chest and
nipples,
making me quiver in cold and my nipples harden.
Leaving my chest alone for a moment, she gagged me with a ball-gag
explaining to me that she didn't want me to make any sound, and that I
had
proven that I couldn't control myself in that respect. As soon as she
had the
gag in place, she slid an ice cube up my bum. I wiggled in my
restraints because
of the cold and the unexpected invasion of my rectum, but a second ice
cube
followed the first one. Sticking her finger deep inside my ass, she
pushed the
cubes well inside it.
Mistress Michelle proceeded to release my ankles and retie them, but
this time to the headboard which kept my wrists immobile, making my
whole body
bend and leaving my ass extremely vulnerable.
I felt my Mistress starting to slide a finger inside my anus, moving
in
circles around the opening and inserting it slowly. Another finger
followed it
seconds later. I couldn't see well from my position, but given it
wasn't too
hard for her to fill up my ass with her fingers, I assumed she was
using plenty
of lubricant. To my surprise, my Mistress did not stop, not even after
she got
her third finger up my butt... or the fourth. Soon I had all five of
her fingers
of her right hand inside me. She began to move them around, expanding
my anal
opening and making me let out muffled moans. She was fucking me with
her
fingers, and with an expertise I didn't know she had, since she was
rubbing my
prostate in an extremely erotic and exciting way.
She noticed my cock got hard again, so she rubbed a cold ice cube on
my
cock again, without stopping her fisting of my ass, until my hard-on
was once
more reduced. I felt like I would explode in pleasure. Suddenly, my
Mistress
took her hand out of my ass.
Without losing any time, she stimulated my anal entrance with a
strap-on
dildo. She had just put it on her waist and she was teasing my ass
opening with
its tip.
"I told you you were my little whore... but I hadn't had the pleasure
of
taking you yet. Now I'll fuck your brains out, slave of mine," she
said.
She leaned over and kissed me on my cheek, and immediately after stuck
her cock in my ass hard. She started to fuck me with the strap on. She
was
sliding it in and out of my butt, and my cock once again rebelled and
got hard.
This time, my Mistress did nothing about it.
My Mistress kept taking my ass increasing her speed progressively, and
she began to moan in pleasure. My mouth let out screams of pleasure
also, of
course, but they were muffled by the effective gag that kept me quiet.
My
Mistress kept fucking me faster and faster. Her strap-on had some kind
of device
that rubbed her clit each time she pushed it in me.
"I'm about to cum inside of you, slut of mine!!" she announced.
Seconds
later I felt a warmness filling my ass, while my Mistress yelled in
pleasure
when she reached her orgasm. The strap-on she was using was also
capable of
"ejaculating" with some liquid it was loaded into it previously. My
Mistress had
chosen the exact moment when she reached her orgasm to "ejaculate"
inside me.
After she came, my Mistress collapsed on me, with her cock still deep
inside my ass. She kissed my chest and then she thrust her dick in and
out of my
anus once again, slowly this time. At the same time she began to jerk
me off,
increasing her tempo progressively, but keeping the dildo's speed
constant in
and out of my ass.
"You may cum" my Mistress authorized me. Eventually, I screamed with
all
my might (although muffled by the gag), pulling my body upwards and
cumming all
over my chest, even getting some cum on my face.
My Mistress finally slid herself out of me and untied my ankles,
letting
me stretch a bit. She removed my gag and threw herself on top of me,
kissing me
passionately, grabbing my head strongly and piercing my mouth deeply
with her
tongue. I responded with equal passion.
"You look good with all that sperm covering your face" she said to me,
almost laughing. "You really seem to be my very own slut".
She then released my hands and instructed me to get off the bed and
kneel on the floor.
"I've given you lots of blowjobs, slave. I want you to be the one
doing
it now. Suck!! Suck my cock clean!".
"Yes, Mistress" I replied.
I then got down to the task of give her a blowjob. Being a man, I knew
pretty well how I liked it to be done on me, so I tried to do it on her
cock in
a similar manner. I slid half the latex cock down my throat, and I
rubbed all
its length with my tongue on the sides, finally making circles on its
tip. I
moved my head back and forth, sucking with abandonment. My Mistress
grabbed me
by my hair, pushing my head towards her, and making the strap-on dildo
stimulate
her clit. I could smell her distinctive feminine scent, and I realized
that
despite the fact she had just come she was still extremely turned on.
I kept on sucking until my Mistress was satisfied. She held my head
away
from the strap-on until she took it off and then she sank my face back
on her
crotch, this time getting direct contact with her sex. I licked her
pussy lips,
sliding my tongue in and out of it as well. I sucked on her clit, and I
gave it
a similar treatment to that I had given to her fake cock, making
circles once
more around the source of her most intense pleasure. I even took the
liberty to
run my tongue a little lower down, licking her anus lightly, which
resulted in a
sudden drenching of my face with her vaginal juices, as she climaxed
yet again.
While her orgasm faded away, my Mistress held my face stuck to her
pussy. I kept licking and I could feel her vaginal lips throbbing. She
then had
me stand up and kissed me deeply, making me fall on the bed with her on
top of
me.
We stayed there for a few minutes to try to catch our breath. I asked
for permission to talk, which was granted.
"Michelle, that was one of the most exciting things that ever happened
to me. I doubt I've been as turned on and have had such a powerful
orgasm before
in my life," I said to her.
"I'm glad, my pet" she replied, smiling. "But there is still a pending
issue, do you remember? You disobeyed me, you little piece of shit! I
ordered
you to not make a sound and you couldn't do it... so now I'll punish
you for it
as you deserve."
"Yes, Mistress," I managed to answer, lowering my head and ashamed.
Still nude, Mistress Michelle asked me to stand up. She tied my wrists
together in front of me and then my ankles. I tried to not fall to the
floor
with my feet bound together. She took a moment to dress. Then she
brought a
chair and sat on it.
"Come here, lie on my lap facing down" she ordered.
"Yes, Mistress".
As soon as I was in the desired position, she brought her hand down on
my butt with strength.
"Count" she instructed.
"One, two, three, four, five, six... seven, eight, nine, ten...
eleven,
twelve... thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen,
nineteen...
twenty, twenty-one... twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four,
twenty-five".
All of a sudden she stopped. My ass was burning, but I knew that I
deserved my punishment for having disobeyed her orders. My cock, erect
once
more, was trapped between her legs. I heard her looking for something,
without
leaving her seat. It wouldn't be long until I found out what it was.
Around one minute after the last spank, she hit my ass with a
hairbrush.
She repeated this five more times, taking more time between each blow
than when
she had spanked me with her bare hand.
"I hope I will not have to do this again in the future" she said to
me.
"I love you a lot, and even if it's true that spanking you turns me on,
I'll
rather have you following my instructions accurately than to punish
you."
"Yes, Mistress, I'll do my best not to disobey you at all from now
on."
"I like that, my pet," she said, while caressing my hair as if I were
a
dog.
After this, she made me get down from her knees, she untied me and we
took a shower together. Once more, we made love in an unusually
passionate way
under the water. It was becoming evident that our BDSM relationship was
turning
us on a lot more than regular sex and that it could become very
important in our
lives from then on.
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