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Click hereShe did not expect to wake up like this. Her wrists and ankles were bound tightly to the bedposts. She looked around confused but saw nothing. A shiver ghosted over her skin, her bare skin. Her clothes were gone. Behind her a hand slid something over her eyes plunging her into darkness. Hands moved all over her body, barely there, softly touching her smooth skin. They started at her shoulders, moving down to her ribs ghosting by the sides of her heaving breasts. Her stomach, then her hips, feeling her thighs before continuing down past her knees past her shins to her feet where they took hold, massaging softly for a moment. Then working their way back up, firmer this time, massaging all the way back up to her shoulders before contact ceased. A thumb touched her bottom lip, moving softly across the quivering skin before taking hold of her throat firmly.
"Good morning kitten." The gruff voice said. She opened her mouth to respond but he pressed down harder on her throat. "Did you sleep well?" He released his hold to ghost his hands over her skin once more, this time down the middle. Tracing the lines of her clavicle, dipping over her nipples, and down, but then going back out to her hips. The hands stopped there, holding her hips. "I asked you a question." The voice turned hard. And the hands left her hips to untie her ankles. He turned her over before retying them.
"I slept well master." She said softly.
"Did I give you permission to speak?" The snap rang in her ears as his hand landed on her ass hard. She felt it jiggle but it stung considerably. The hand proceeded to massage the area, cupping her butt and caressing it. It came down again and she whimpered. A cool tongue caressed the area and she squirmed under it but he grabbed her hips and held her still. "Stop moving or I'll have to spank you again kitten." He said softly. His breath came out in huffs on her now wet ass and she shivered.
"Yes master." She said panting.
"I still haven't given you permission to speak. It's like you want to be punished." He chuckled before spanking her other ass cheek, harder this time. After his third smack she let out a moan. "Was that a moan i heard?" He moved to whisper in her ear. "What a slutty little kitten you are. Do you want me to spank you some more kitten? Or maybe finger your hot little pussy. Lick up all those hot sticky juices you're leaking on the bed. What a mess you're making. Only naughty kittens make messes. Are you a naughty kitten?" He licked her ear and she whimpered. "Tell me love, are you a naughty kitten?"
"I'm your naughty kitten master." She said softly.
"Mm what a good girl. She felt his hand on her ass again, moving slowly up and down between the cheeks, getting closer to her pussy with every move. She wanted to thrust into his hand but bit her lip and stayed motionless. "Tell me slut, what do you want me to do to you?"
"I want you to finger my pussy master. I want you to lick it and finger it and put your big dick in it until I scream." She betrayed herself, thrusting back at his hand. He was too quick, snapping it back. She moaned at the loss and he laughed.
"What a slutty little pet. So naughty." He returned to spanking her for a while, watching her ass jiggle with every hit, and her skin turn red. She was moaning and writhing until he stopped. She waited breathing in little huffs dying to know what was going to happen next. His hand landed on her ass, giving each cheek a gentle squeeze, before sliding it up her back and burying itself in her hair. "Tell me kitten, do you want to make your master happy?" He asked.
"Yes master." She said earnestly.
"Do you want to suck my dick kitten?"
"Yes master." She nodded. He untied her wrists from the bed but fastened them together. He did the same for her ankles, moving her to sit up. She sat patiently like a good pet with her mouth open and tongue out like she'd been trained. He put his thumb on her tongue, running it down the length before moving to pinch her right breast.
"Beg kitten." He purred in her ear.
"Please master. Please fuck my mouth. Use my slutty little mouth ma-" He shoved it in and she gagged a moment before beginning to bob her head, licking and slurping. His hand found the back of her head and he pushed himself deeper and deeper into her mouth hearing her gag. After a while he pulled out and looked at the drool dripping all over her breasts.
"What a messy kitten." He sighed. She resumed her position of mouth open, tongue out. He pinched and licked and nibbled on her breasts for a little before nudging her legs apart. He stood between them feeling the heat her pussy was emitting. Stepping back a moment he admired her. Sloppy, chest heaving, tongue out. She was gorgeous. Silently he moved to his knees, burying her face in her wet pussy suddenly. She cried out, arching her back and grabbing his head. He nippled and lapped and then pulled back. She mewed and wiggled her hips sadly. "If you don't move your hands I'll tie them behind your back. Remember who's in charge kitten." She immediately removed her hands. Smirking he turned back to her pussy. The smell of arousal filling his head. He plunged two fingers in as he resumed his licking. She moaned loudly, thrusting forward. He began pumping his fingers gaining speed. Her muscles clenched as she neared climax and he stopped. She cried out in frustration. He sat there a moment smirking to himself at the distraught look she had. He decided to punish her further and tied her back to the bed by wrists and ankles.
"Are you allowed to move while I use my pussy?" He asked in a reprimanding tone.
"No master." She breathed out softly.
"What do you think your punishment should be?"
"Spanking?" She suggested.
"It's not a punishment if you like it kitten." He pulled her blindfold up. She blinked into the light before her vision focused on him. His hand was stroking his member and a smirk formed on his lips. He crawled onto the bed between her legs and began stroking harder. "Do you want my dick in you kitten?"
"Yes please master." She begged. He held it to her pussy a moment before pulling back. He rubbed her clit but stopped as soon as she moaned. "Bad girls don't get dick." She cried out in dismay as he continued stroking himself. He would fondle her tits or rub her clit but not long enough for her to gain much from it before he grabbed her throat and grunted as he came on her stomach. He pulled her blindfold back on and then left. She didn't know how long he was gone, she just knew she was laying in her juices, his juices, and a lot of saliva. And it was wet and gross. She also knew that her pussy was in dire need of attention. She didn't hear him come back and yelped when a hand grabbed her breast suddenly.
"Have you learned your lesson kitten?" He asked massaging it gently. She nodded vigorously. He smacked her breast not hard enough to hurt, just enough to make it jiggle. "Tell me what you want."
"I want your dick in my pussy master." She panted already feeling the heat in her loins reignite.
"Your wish is my command." She felt a knee on either side of her as hands grabbed her breasts roughly. One moved to her mouth and she sucked it merrily while the other held her throat. The now wet hand moved to her pussy, diving in without hesitation. She moaned loudly and heard his mocking chuckle. "What a wet slut." He licked her ear. "Moan louder for me kitten." He bit her neck, his other hand moving to grab her hair. Her noises increased before she arched, shuddering and panting, her skin coated in a sheen of sweat that mixed with whatever else had been left on her. He did not wait until she had come down from her climax, just angled his hips and pushed himself in. She screamed and wiggled but he pinned her down, his body flush against hers. He began thrusting slowly and shallowly. He watched her restrained hands clench and unclench and smirked. He flicked her nipples and she whined. He chuckled and gave one deep thrust. She opened her mouth to scream but he covered it with his, diving his tongue in and flicking it around. He continued these hard snapping thrusts, not fast, but abrupt and she cried into his mouth. He nibbled her lip and moved his hands to her hips. Sitting back up he began hammering into her as fast as his hips could go and reveled in the music of her second orgasm. Slowing to his shallow fucking once more he smirked and pulled her blindfold down, stuffing the silky fabric into her mouth.
"What disrespect." He feigned offence and saw her eyes go wide. "How ungrateful. A kitten should never cum more than her master." He chide. She moaned as he did one deep thrust. "Tell me my sweet pet, what will you do to remedy this?" She watched him with apologetic eyes, and a mouth full of silk and he smirked, pulling the blindfold out of her mouth.
"Anything for you master." She moved her hips. He grabbed her hips and began hammering into her once more. She moaned and squirmed as he hammered into her. He smacked her breasts a few times before untying her and flipping her over roughly. He yanked her up to be on her hands and knees and began hammering into her from behind, smacking her ass and watching it jiggle and ripple. He pushed her head down into the bed, grabbing her hair and pulling it while his other hand held fast to her hip. She came again but he pretended not to notice. As his pace quickened and his actions grew frantic he thrust deeper and harder, filling her hot pussy. He gave a few more thrusts before pulling it out.
"What a messy kitten." He panted, looking at her.
"But you only came twice master." She looked over her shoulder at him.
"Lets clean you up so you can finish your job slut." He smacked her ass.
He asked her a question. She answered it. He then promptly hit her because 'he didn't give her permission to speak.' No. No no no. This is *stupid*. Asking a question is directly giving permission to speak to answer the question. The one needing punishment here is the dominant.
The Master in this story was not sane. He never was logical. He never was fair. He never cared what happened to her as long as his own needs were met. I would run far away from this man.