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[SlavePermanente]

I was excited this morning, Master had gone to work, and I had awoke touching myself. Feeling my moist lips curve around my fingers and relishing in the wetness dripping down them. I closed my eyes, as I pushed the ridged dildo into myself, and pulled it out, exhaling softly. I didn't hear the door open, nor did I notice anyone looking over me.

I heard a chuckle and suddenly my eyes were bound in a soft silky fabric that cooled on my face. My playing hand was pulled angrily to the post and tied tightly. My other hand was drawn as sternly and also tied. The same happened to my legs, and I assumed I was in an "x" position. I felt the warm breath against my ears as a stern voice said "You broke rule two."

Rule two... the rule set forth by my Mistress which stated that I could only play with myself twice a week with permission. I hadn't asked for it, and here I was.

I felt the cool of leather run down my breast, then slowly disappearing. Seconds later, I felt the sting against my nipple, as my weak voice called out "One". She repeated, "You have rules slave." As she slashed down on my other nipple. "Two" I replied.

Suddenly I felt emptiness as nothing touched me, the chilliness from the air conditioner wrapping my nakedness in a breath of cold air. I felt something at my opening, and a voice "Do you want this inside you?" I hesitated, and moaned as her fingers played with my clit. "I asked you a question slave." She slashed at my inner thigh. "Yes Miss, I do." Came a weak reply.

"COUNT." Her voice echoed in the empty room, as she stroked me four times above my lips. I felt the sting each time as it got harder. "Four, Five Six, Seven." I replied. She put something to my lips, and said "Kiss it slave." I kissed it, and realized what it was. It was the crop.

"Whipped and fucked." She said, as I felt something penetrate me. Moaning I pushed my hips up to meet the mysterious intruder, Faster and faster it pounded me, I felt the ridges in it, everytime it penetrated me. It was like a shock, then it stopped.

I felt my Mistress' warm tongue around my clit, and my legs struggled to close. My moans became deeper and more frequently. She sucked on it, my thighs tightening, but unable to close. I felt her body slither on top of mine, and her lips met mine. We locked in a passionate kiss, her breasts on top of mine, nipples pressing into me. She tasted like me, and I loved it. Her hands ran through my hair as her thigh slipped between my legs. I was embarrassed about dripping down her leg, but she continued to rub me vigorously. I moaned into her kiss, and I could feel her breath get deeper.

She left me for a moment, and I felt her thighs around my ears. I could smell her wetness inches just inches away from my head. I opened my mouth in acceptance, but she remained just out of my reach. As she kissed my clit, I yearned for hers. She would dip lower, but not low enough, just enough to give me a taste of her sweet honey. "Miss please... let me pleasure you", was what I said between breaths, and soon she lowered her wet lips upon me. I was in heaven. I found her swollen clit quickly and focused my energy on that. She fingered my pussy harder as I continued to do that. We were a tangled mess of wet womanhood, and I couldn't have been happier. My tongue darted in and out of her wet hole, and hers in response did the same. She was my mistress, yes, but right now we were lovers. Her fingers explored my pussy, and slowly her fingers played with my arse. I moaned louldly and pulled against my restraints, to no avail, as she penetrated me in both holes her mouth still sucking my clit. I came harder than I could remember, but most of all I remember that she too came, expelling wetness from herself, that splashed against my face.

Shortly after, she untied my bounds, and we kissed passionately, our breasts carressing each other, and our fingers exploring each other intimately. My fingers enjoyed the soft wetness of her lips. She moaned into the kiss, as we became a mess of fingers and tongues. We lay there for what seemed to be hours, touching, caressing, kissing, cuddling. I was her little pet, and I loved it.

"I love you Mistress" was my last intelligible comment before I fell asleep, her fingers inside me, and arms around her.

[littleMiss]

aww, you really do love your mistress like a good little slave, don't you? That's so good to see!

[littleMiss]

I just enjoy reading your stories... when will we get a new one?