Hers

I hear her wandering about the house as I wait, trying to be patient. I'm in pain from kneeling for so long, although I have no concept of how long. Patience is not my strong point and is why I now kneel here on a hard floor, naked and waiting with no way of knowing how long has passed.

She enters the room her shoes making a loud and unexpected noise startling me, which earns me a cuff around the ear as she goes by. I keep my eyes lowered as she comes back my way and stops. Checking my hands tied above my head and feeling their temperature.

Unexpectedly she ruffles my hair as she wanders off again and I half slump with the effort of sitting in this position. I find I have to sit properly again, as the ropes pull too hard on my wrists this way, yet my knees scream at me in pain. I look down at the pool of drool that is accumulating between my legs as I try not to slide in it.

I hate the gag, but she doesn't, she likes me to feel humility and this is a way she tells me. By drooling I will let go of my proud nature and be truly hers. I want to disagree but she's right, I am proud and this humiliates me. She is wrong though too, I am hers and aways will be.

She is in my mind there is no escaping her, yet I try to hide there from her constantly. I do not want to give everything to her. It scares me that she might hurt my heart, she can hurt me anywhere else but not there, please not there.

As I think that I jump as I realize she is standing by me looking at my expression intently. "So still not yet my girl?" she asks reading my every thought again.

"Until you trust me we are always going to be like this. Don't you want to be my girl totally?" as she asks me this she unties my hands looking at me for a response. I look back to the puddle of drool and nod.

"I can't hear you girl?" I try to talk past the gag and to me it's garbled nonsense even although I am the one talking. She understands and nods, she is inside me, under my skin, I feel exposed and my hair stands up all over my body taking with it my skin. Seeing the goosebumps she crouches down and rubs my shoulders and pulls me to my feet gently.

Sitting me on the edge of the bed she tells me to lie down and pushes me up til I am lying across the bottom of the bed. She tells me to turn and I do so that I am facing the end of the bed. Cuffing my ankles she ties them to each leg of the bed so that I am exposed and she then sits down on a chair and stares at me lying there exposed.

I begin to cry and the noise from behind the gag is pitiful. I sound like a child and from a distance, it seems to go on forever, my wailing. I finally feel her touch my leg softly and bend over to look into my eyes. As I feel her hand on my cunt I sigh and almost instantly I am wet and no longer crying. She keeps looking at me as she pushes two fingers inside and begins to slowly fuck me with them.

I want to close my eyes and give in to the waves now washing over me, but I know I can't. I am hers and she needs to see me. As I feel her rub me inside I feel the beginnings as my insides grasp onto her fingers trying to stop them ever leaving. I can hear the sound of my juices as she quickens her speed and I look into her eyes and I see her as she sees me. She nods and I allow the waves to crescendo and I cry out from behind the gag as I give the last part of me to her.

I am hers.

My Little Slut

Kneeling at my feet
Eyes full of tears
I pull your head
Feel breath on my leg
My girl, my slave
No thought but to serve
I hold onto your head
As your tongue
Begins to delve
I watch enthralled
My little slut
As you lick and suck
And tongue my cunt
I pull your hair
I hear your groans
I pull you close
As I begin to move
I feel the waves
As the feeling mounts
And I shove your face
Back into my cunt
I ride your face
No thought for breath
For after all
This is for what you're meant
The feeling subsides
I let you breath
You're kneeling there
You look at peace
I pat your head
You smile and bend
You lick me dry
You bend and sigh
I pull you up
I hold you close
My little slut
I love you most

Enslaved

I need to feel the pain
To know that I'm alive
To see desire within your eyes
As you watch me cry inside

As you tear me apart
Bit by blessed bit
See the sun and moon and stars
As you look into my eyes

And as I come into your hand
My soul will cry for you
For you will give me deliverance
And I'll be forever enslaved to you

Your Whore

Mine!
That word I want to hear
Uttered from your lips
As you make me kneel and submit,
Spat out as your grab my hair
And bite my fucking lips

Yours!
Wrenched from my mouth
As you cane and whip my arse,
Screaming at the top of my lungs
How I'm forever fucking yours,
As you fuck me on the floor

Owned!
A special word to me
That means I'm finally free,
With a collar, on my knees
At your feet, forever more
Your fucking loving whore

Healing

You come to me
Not aware of what you do
Skin like velvet
Or maybe even dew
You take my mind
You ravage my soul
You break my heart
Yet make me whole
And when you're done
I smile and kneel
For once again
My Mistress you've healed

Now She Said

Now she said
As I shook my head
As she caned my arse
As I refused
Now she said
As I mumbled no
As she tied the gag
As she punched me low
As I disobeyed
Now she said
As I got on my knees
As I kissed her feet
As I nodded now
Now she said
As I gave my all
As I gave my heart
As I gave my soul
Now she said
As she stroked my head
As she kissed my nose
As she chuckled low
Now she said

Whisper

Breathless panting beating
Just you and I in the world
As I present my back towards you
There's not a sound can be heard

My wrists are cuffed above my head
Suspended muscles taut
Ankles wide, legs held apart
As I wait for the punishment to start

The leather strips, bite and cut
They kiss with a vicious smack
I clench and tense as I begin to drool
From around the ball gag

My groans begin, I start to fall
Into that magic space
Where only you, your voice exists
And I listen as I fall

As I float there I hear your words
As you release my wrists
You put your arms around me
And whisper "my good girl"

Losing my girl?

"Come here girl"

She shook her head and sat where she was in the corner curled up, tear stained face refusing to look at me. I could see though that she looked at my feet, and that her eyes following them as I walked towards her were slightly tinged with fear.

I stood over her not sure whether to hold her or beat her, at that second I was unsure what she needed so I waited and watched her. As I saw the defiance creep up over her shoulders I slapped her hard about the head and knocked it back down again. "Stand up girl".

She jumped to her feet immediately and I knew that I had not been incorrect in what I had seen. Her shoulders were rounded and she hung her head and I wondered what had happened to make her so. She would normally stand proud and tall and she would never slouch and although she would never look me in the eye unless I made her, she would hold her head up high and proud as I taught her to.

"What's the problem girl?"

"Nothing ma'am."

"Nothing? Yet you stand there, slouching, tear stained, disheveled, been sitting in a corner like a child? Yet there is no problem girl?"

"No ma'am!"

Even the tone she used was most unlike her and I was not allowing this regardless of what might be the problem.

"Very well girl, since there is nothing wrong and since you seem to have forgotten everything I have taught you, there are about to be some more lessons today. Go to your room for now."

I needed time to calm down before I began, I was now annoyed at her, she would normally tell me everything and I had no clue as to what might be the problem with her. I went and made some tea and sat sipping it trying to remember of anything that might have upset her. She had a tendency to get upset quite easily that was certain, however she would normally voice these things, unlike today when she was back to how she had been when we first met. Petulant like a child despite being of a similar age to myself, it could be endearing or it could be annoying depending on my mood. Today it was infuriating.

I decided I would make her sweat it out and read the paper and have some lunch first after shouting to her to make something for us both. She was going to need it for the mood I was now in.


As the afternoon progressed and I sat eating, I half forgot she was still in her room waiting for me. Eventually she tugged at the corners of my mind and I sighed and got up. Looking at her sitting there on the floor waiting still with her tear stained face I grew slightly annoyed again.

"Come"
I walked to my room as I heard her bare feet follow mine, she never wore shoes if she could help it, I found it most endearing normally.

I pointed to the bench and she lay down still fully clothed. Seeing red I grabbed for her hair and pulled her up by it until she was standing facing me. "Do not try my patience girl, do not forget who owns your bones!"

Without looking at me she rapidly began stripping her clothes off and neatly folding them as fast as she could and then back on her front presenting her bottom to me.

"Ah not so fast girl, turn! You have annoyed me today and I still have no reason as to why, for that you are not getting what you enjoy. I will have my enjoyment today and you will take it like a good girl and then you will tell me" and I lifted her hair back up at this point for emphasis until her face was level with mine, "and you will tell me, why I am annoyed!"

As she lay there trembling I picked up the single tailed whip. This was my favorite when I wanted to inflict the most pain. Very carefully I swung making sure I didn't catch her nipples. Like a good girl she bit her lip and tried not to make a sound. Today I wanted to hear her moans though and hit harder the next time.

Eventually I made her turn and only then did she utter a groan and I couldn't be sure it wasn't in enjoyment of the pain of lying on her freshly whipped front. As I picked up the cane I knew that this would make her cry out. I chuckled to myself as I waited with each stroke. Nothing! The welts were on her backside but nothing, not a sound, yes tears but not a sound.

I stood back and watched her as I began to strip my clothes off throwing them in a pile on the floor. She would get them once I was finished with her. I wanted her to hurt, actually I needed her to hurt and there was nothing, she was showing me nothing. My heart sank that I was losing her, how could this be? Everything had been fine when I had gone out shopping and she was like this when I came back.

My mind wandered through the morning replaying all our conversations prior to me leaving as I put on the harness, and there was nothing. Absolutely nothing that came to my mind, that could have upset her like this. I couldn't lose her, she meant too much to me, if I admitted it and I probably never would, I loved her.

As I fitted the largest one, the one I knew hurt her, I watched her lie there not moving no response, and wondered whether I should carry on until I heard a soft sigh. Ah, so there it was she was hiding from me. Well I would find her and make her talk and tell me she loved me. I needed her to now, my panic was becoming overwhelming at the thought I was losing my girl.

I kicked her slightly and she got up on all fours knowing what was coming, I suppose by now she knew the sounds without looking. As I positioned the head of it at her lips I stroked down her back and arse through the welts I had made there and watched the goosebumps appear on her skin, before harshly ramming it into her knowing that I had hit her cervix, knowing that I had hurt her by the guttural cry she was now making. As I fucked her the noise continued until she began to make sounds of enjoyment after about a minute before begging for permission to cum.

"Please ma'am, please may I, I'm so sorry ma'am, I love you ma'am, please may I, I just love you so, and you didn't take me with you, please ma'am I can't wait, please."

Each jumble of words came out in a rush as I carried on fucking her hard determined not to make it easy for her. As she said she loved me I felt my own insides clench and I almost came myself, before becoming composed and giving her permission. As she came with a rush screaming and crying and thanking me, I quietly came myself holding onto her shoulders and holding her tight. My girl was back again and I might just taking her shopping the next time, I might not.

My Good Girl

As she crawls towards me there is part of me sneers. She thinks she is equal to me yet she's not, deep down she knows there is a difference between her and I. She sees the look on my face and lowers her head, yes there it is right there! Right at that moment she knew it. At that second she knew I was her owner, that's why she had to look away.

As she nears to me I lift her head by the hair and still she avoids my gaze, "good girl" I say and the pride is written all over her face. My heart thuds with what I am about to do to her and I can almost hear her heart beat the same tune. I can see the sheen of sweat already on her skin causing it to glimmer.

As I take her leash and lead her towards the bench I hear her slight pant, the one that makes me almost pant back. Pulling on it slightly she rises in response and bends over the bench where I secure her hands and ankles before kissing her head and picking up the paddle.

I rub her arse lightly and then tap softly with the paddle, before I then hit hard alternating a cheek at a time listening to her cries and noises she makes at each thud. I stop and survey my work and rub her hard knowing that this will make the blood rush to the surface and accentuate the pain. I lift the crop next and begin to swipe waiting each time for that word that she has had enough, but it does not come. She has a tolerance for pain my girl, or maybe a tolerance for giving me what I want, I do not know.

I rub her softly running my cool hands over the hot welts now rising quickly over her arse and bend to kiss them as she tries to get away from my mouth scared of what I will do. This time I won't bite, this time! As I place myself between her legs she knows what this time will be, this time I will show her again who is the better, that she is no equal in this dance that we do.

As I press against her arsehole she clenches and I slap her to remind her of who owns who as I peg her, impaling her on silicone and making her come, her arse clenching around it knowing who her owner is better than she. As she cries out I hold her tight "my good girl," and she is.

Belief

I lie on my back and feel the tears drip down my face and into my hair cooling there and dampening my hair. I wait and wait and the tears continue to fall, they run down and around and into my ears but my hands are not free to wipe them away. I look up to where I know my hands are but I cannot see them. They are cold and clammy and still I wait, the tears pooling in my ears cutting off that sense too.

I try to listen for a sound and shift where I lie but my ties do not allow it. The tears still fall as I try to move my head and tip them from my ears. I wait and begin to float losing all sense of time. No sight and now no sound, just my heart beating slowing and the sound of my breath slowing and slowing. I think of my behaviour earlier and I know that I needed this.

I can never just be quiet I have to always ask again and again. I never believe words I am told and now I am being made to stop and listen and breathe and stop talking. Now I lie spread eagled tied down, gagged, blindfold and even my own body is betraying me by cutting off my hearing with my tears.

Then you are there and untying me, and I am in your arms, and the sobs have started and you are holding me as you undo the gag. I say nothing I have learned quiet today, but I sob and lie in your arms enveloped by you, as you yet again prove to me how wrong I am about everything.

You hold me until I stop, then wrap me up in a blanket and lay me down and leave me again. This time I sleep, until I wake to find you watching me, a look of lust upon your face. The look I love the best, it's the look I see so well, and understand as I crawl towards you over the bed. I unzip your trousers and slip my hand in all the while watching your face for signs of displeasure.

You close your eyes and sigh, and I smile that for once today I am getting it right. As I pull your trousers down you stand and come over to the bed and lie down where I begin to kiss and nibble very part of your skin up from your ankles to your cunt. As you sigh with each kiss I know that I love you, and I would spend eternity kissing you all over. Or anything you wanted to. As I kiss you and suckle you, and you cum in my mouth I remember all my childish behaviour earlier, and I feel so silly and the tears begin again.

As you see me crying you lift me to you and bend me over your knee, sitting up all at the same time as your hand comes down hard on my backside. As you spank me I cry harder but this time with relief. This time I feel good about the crying, as you hit harder and harder. This is what I want and need, and now I believe everything you've said truly, deep down.

Chaos

All around me it's chaos
Confusion and indecision
Then she appears with a few words
And with a sigh I know what she means

I want to rage against the world
Get drunk and scream at the sky
Her calmness in an instant stills me
And with a sigh I am at ease

My thoughts are rushed and heady
I forget just how to breathe
She tells me "calm now girl"
And in a second I fall at her feet

I want to fight against her
For the words I need to hear
But does she know I'm waiting
Here down on my knees

Unison

As we walked towards her we both smiled for we had waited for this moment for a long time, she breathed in sharply and we looked at one another and chuckled. She looked lost when she wakened on the sofa almost as if she had no idea how she had arrived here. I could feel my heart thumping ready to begin and I was already hard with the thoughts of what was in store for us all.


I could feel each bump as my shoulders touched each wall at once and I felt choked, almost panicked as I tried to speak and no words would come. Sliding down to the floor seemed to take forever and before I could reach it he had scooped me up in his arms and was holding me close. Shushing me as I stayed rigid I felt her hand stroking my hair and I relaxed into his body suddenly calm with the heat from her through me.


She looked like a little girl standing in the corner yet I couldn't wait to hurt her like only a woman could hurt. I wanted to play with her soul and make her scream and it was only moments away. I thought for a moment she was about to change her mind, but no she just needed my reassurance. I kept my hand on her, not wanting to let her go now I could touch her.


As we walked through the house me still in his arms I could feel his muscles in his chest and his heart beating behind them a solid thrum that I knew would soon echo within me and her. We would all be one and as we neared the room I felt the tears fall. I had no idea why I was crying I wasn't sad, I wanted this, I wanted her, I even wanted him.


Opening the door I left her in his arms and fetched a gag, we had already discussed with her what was going to happen on a basic level as to what we might use. We hadn't said when or how or who. Putting it around her mouth I could feel her hot breath as she panted in both fear and excitement. Fastening it quickly I placed a hand on her chest and looked straight into her eyes stilling her and showing her that I was there and that I would protect her.


I could feel her shake as the gag was placed in her mouth, within seconds she was drooling and I could feel my cock twitch as I thought about removing it and fucking her mouth later. I wanted to feel her teeth graze my veins as I fucked her filthy mouth that she'd been teasing me with for months. Placing her down on her feet I watched entranced as she lowered herself to her knees, head bowed and I nearly tore it off there and then. I wanted to hurt her now and not be restrained, I want to fuck every hole she had and make her beg me for more.


As I knelt at their feet they took my arms gently and placed small silver cuffs on them, and then seemed to in unison place a collar around my neck before beginning to undress me. I wanted to cover myself before them as they looked at every inch, as if me checking me, feeling my skin, caressing and nipping. Instead I found myself responding, damp already appearing between my legs and dripping onto my feet which I rested on. As she gripped my nipples hard I arched my back pushing my breasts towards her trying to go with the pain as she watched my face. I felt ashamed as my mouth drooled but she looked at me with only lust.


Looking at her drooling I thought back to her arriving at the door begging, crying and pleading for us to take her. I almost fucked her there on the doorstep, but not drunk never drunk she had to be sober as I needed to fuck her mind. She looked aroused her eyes glazed, lips swollen and red. It made me look down to see if her other lips were the same and I smiled when they were. "Still sure?" I asked her lifting her chin to look in her eyes and see, as she nodded my cunt clenched. She was going to be such fun, her need was so raw and new.


Watching her lift her dripping chin I could feel my cock harden further and I wondered how I would last much longer without using some part of her to ease the ache I now felt. I knew she belonged to her but she was mine now too and I would claim her and she would know it.


I could see him watch me from the side as she lifted my head, my heart thumped so hard I thought it might burst. I could feel his need and his anger yet still I was wet, I wanted him as much as her. This first time there could be no her without him and vice versa. I needed them both, where had this need came from?


Taking her to the bench I chained her face down ankles and wrists attached to all four corners and then her neck attached to the end so she was unable to move from the position her head was now in on it's side. Starting with a flogger I lightly began to beat her body, arse and shoulders and back again. He watched her and I saw him grin which made me grin too. This was as new to him as her. I could hear her light moans behind the gag and see that her cunt now dripped, but she could wait. Nodding to him he came over cane in hand taking his shirt off as he came to reveal solid muscles already beginning to sweat.


As I stood behind her with her cunt facing me glistening I wanted to hurt her for making me want so much. She had no right to make me feel this way about her, she needed me not the other way around. But as I stood there poised to strike I knew that I needed her just as much. I needed to be able to hurt her, use her and torture her mind until she could take no more. As I swung, my cock pressed against my trousers desperate for release to tear into every space she had and make her sorry for wanting, and for making me want. I hit again and again, watching as she took the gag away and made her use her tongue.


As the flogger hit I thought I was going to scream with the joy that it brought. Then she stopped all too soon and stood in front of my face as I moaned behind my gag desperate for release. Then it came from him in the form of a cane hard and fast, and as I felt my eyes roll I felt her remove my gag. Looking at her everything swam and my ears felt far away as she brought her cunt to me to taste. As I dipped my tongue and closed my eyes he continued to cane me and I felt myself fall. As I licked and sucked I could feel his cock press against me slightly before sliding in easily and he began to fuck me holding on to my welts on my arse tightly with his nails making me want to come there and then had it not been for her whispered words "not yet, girl."


It was too much as I watched her lick her mistress, I had to have her. Unzipping myself I moved towards her wet cunt and held myself against her for just one second, before sliding into her so easily. She seemed made for me as I fucked her quickly, my movement pushing her harder against her Mistress' cunt merging the three of us into one. I watched her lips whisper something to her and I guessed what was coming as I felt my balls tense at the tightness of her cunt as it held tight against my cock, staying still on the edge waiting as I thrust against her. Not making it easy I rammed hard against her cervix and could almost disappear into her as I dragged my nails against her welts, hurting her and enjoying how much her cunt clenched hard against me at each nail, before her clenching turned to a spasm forcing my cum from me into her, flooding her and trying to push my cock out from her.


Looking at her trying not to come my heart swelled with feeling. She was so sweet trying to please us both, regardless of what she was getting out of this she was trying so hard to please us too. As I grabbed her hair holding her face tight against my crotch I whispered "now girl" and came in her mouth flooding her face with me. Sighing I looked at him and her both , I had such good timing and I wanted to perfect that with them both.

Fear of safe

How do you cope with
wanting to be held and
the fear of feeling safe,
With someone who's touched
that inner part of your soul
before they've seen your face,
My heart smiles and
reaches out for her
and yet I fear her touch,
What if she were to reject me
or even worse pull me in close,
Yet still I move in closer
until I'm sitting at her feet,
So now I sit here waiting
so scared of what comes next

Hold of my heart

To take me to that point where I've come undone
When I cry out loud for it all to be gone
For you to know that I want someone
When I'm on my knees begging to cum
To stop to start to take it away
When my fabric is starting to burn
For you to know what's inside of my heart
When I need you to hurt me and never to stop
To unravel my being and tear me apart
When I'm crying and screaming right at the start
For you to know that's all that I want
When first you take a hold of my heart

She is mine - written for Miss Catherine Gail

Written for Catherine

I watch her through the glass, perfect curves as she bends shaving her legs with her back to me. The steam on the glass makes her seem ethereal, almost as if I reached out to touch her she would disappear. Her hands run slowly down her legs feeling every part, checking for sharpness that doesn't belong.

Finding none she stretches like a cat towards the water pulling herself to her full height, almost disappearing in the deluge pouring over her. She smiles to herself as her hands wash over her body soaping every part, paying particular attention to the dip between her legs.

My hand goes unwilling to my cunt and I hold the heat there not taking my eyes from her. She runs the soap around her arse as I grip the cane and my cunt equally hard desperate now for this to be over and for it to begin. I can see she is becoming aroused and I know I should intervene because otherwise she will soon hurt badly.

I don't.

I want her hurt so badly I can taste it, I'm on the edge standing there and impatient as she rolls her clit between her fingers slowly, pinching her nipples so softly I want to scream at her "harder cunt you can take much more".

When she eventually comes I sigh with relief that it's my turn and I say "come here" my voice full and almost giving away the depth of passion that I feel for her. Her eyes show panic as she sees me standing there cane in hand and she opens the door hand shaking.

Dropping at my feet I almost buckle then, she is so beautiful. But, she will hold more beauty still when I have painted her. As she moves to the stool where my cane points I watch her soft skin, still wet and so blank. Bending I see her cunt glistening and I know that soon it will run as will mine.

I pause for that first strike and there is silence, she has stopped breathing, I have stopped breathing there is only water dripping in the shower. Then I strike and everything comes at once. She cries and everything feels right. I feel right, I feel wet and she cries. I strike again and again, eventually stopping to feel the heat. She tries to pull away "shh" I tell her using her hair to hold her in place while I trace my marks.

Rubbing her arse softly I kiss her between her shoulder blades "I love you baby girl".

I hear her sighs as I take her then, she is mine.

Magician

#wankwednesday the prompt ths week is #magician
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The way you brought such feeling
From nothing out of thin air
Makes me think you're a magician
An emotional conjurer
You make me melt inside my heart
With barely a few words
You only have to say my name
For the beat to start
Not even a touch I'm in that space
Where only we two exist
My pupils dilate my lips they swell
My arousal is plain to see
All that's before you touch my skin
Before your beat begins
For when you do my lady
That's when the magic begins

The Caning

My heart jumps as she says “good gir jumps as she says "l”, nothing makes me feel the way those words do.  And it has to be her saying them,  only her presence can touch that place inside my soul which now sings.  I grin and lower my eyes gazing at her through my eyelashes.  She is beautiful as she stands there looking down at me kneeling at her feet.  My chest swells with pride as she runs her hand through my hair absentmindedly.

She looks at her phone and frowns before stomping off leaving me there.  I wait as I hear her banging about in the other room and I relax into myself and collapse onto my knees raising myself quickly as she returns cane in hand.

She sits on the chair “come here” and pats her legs; I know what this means and what will come next.  As I stand and make my way over to her I feel my legs shake for what she is about to do to me.  Yet I crave for this and I shiver as the breeze blowing in through the window chills my naked body making the hairs stand on end.

As I reach her I hesitate and stop at her side and as she looks up at me I lower my eyes to the floor ashamed that I am hesitant to accept what she wants to give me.  This is no punishment not when it is so willingly given.  She clears her throat and I know now that I have waited too long and she is now annoyed with me.  I bend over her knee holding onto the leg of the chair my arse to her right side and perfectly in line with the swing of her hand and the cane.

I wait and yet there is nothing, she is making me wait as I made her wait and as that thought crosses my mind she runs the end of the cane down my arse and to the tops of my legs almost scratching me. She says not a word as she does this again and again but I can hear her breath change and I know that she is enjoying this.  “Open them.”  As I do I can feel that I am already wet just with her words.

As my legs are opened the first strike hits the fleshy part just where my arse meets the top of my legs and I gasp out loud.  That first hit is always a shock and always stings way more than I expect then the heat hits. Then the next hit hits and the pain explodes in a million pieces almost like glass shattering in a million pieces.

As I count for her my heart soars and flies and I feel the cane hitting above my cunt and the ache there making me feel so needy yet again.  I want her to take me now but I have to count and it’s not finished yet.  I want to have this too of course but yet but yet I want so badly.  I count to the 20 I have been told is mine and lie over her knees.  I can smell her arousal too and I smile that I may get further enjoyment today as well if she lets me take care of her.

As I think that thought I feel her grab my cunt and I groan out aching for her to fill me which she soon does.  Her fist fills my cunt and my whole body moves with her hand as she fucks my slowly. As I get wetter and tighter she begins to fuck me harder and quicker and I can hear my juices making a noise as she fucks me so hard I begin to cry out.

Coming with a scream my cunt grips around her fist refusing to let go or let it move but eventually she pulls free as my juices flow from me and run down my legs and onto her.  She rubs my arse softly as I wriggle in the last throws of my orgasm which makes her smack me hard to stop me moving.  “Now girl you’ve made me feel very turned on so I want you to see to that, on your knees.”

As I get on my knees in front of her I see that she has no knickers on and I unzip her skirt and slide it down her legs to reveal her cunt already swollen and red and glistening.  I bury my head in her groin and begin to fuck her with my mouth worshipping her beauty on my knees as it should be.  As I bite and suck her clit it swells into my mouth like a cock and I fancy it bigger than it actually is as I suck harder aiming to be able to taste her coming. 

As my mistress comes I taste her and I weep for the sweetness there as I drink and drink. As she calms down she pats my head “good girl”. 

My heart soars

Cave into Submission

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It's dark here as I sit in my room waiting.  This feels like a punishment yet I know I've done nothing to warrant a punishment, yet I feel punished still.  It feel likes a yawning cavern a cave with dripping water  I can hear the tap dripping in the bathroom over the sound of my breath as  I wait.

She's busy and she's not dead I tell myself yet I know she will have at least sat down at some point, couldn't she have said goodnight to me?  Couldn't she have put me out of my misery she knows I wait counting the seconds the minutes and now the hours.  She will sleep now my Mistress and I will lay awake waiting for the morning to come and for her to send me a message that I don't deserve for asking for more than I have been promised or perhaps deserve.

This cave swallows me up in its darkness threatening to envelop all the light within me, to swallow the life I have.  I cannot stop the darkness from sweeping over me and I feel its creep as it comes towards me and I cave into submission.  This hurt that is of my own making, that I do to myself, that is my own impatience, my own imprisonment.

Yet I love her and tomorrow I will be happy and I will have forgotten this pain that is of my own making.  Tomorrow I will be light and free and happy that she is there that she speaks and I will have forgotten the wait after a while and for a short while I won't be in this cell of needy submission to which only I hold the key.

A Present from Mistress

"Just this once you get to say what happens" and when I nodded I looked down at the floor already thinking of exactly what I was going to do and how she might react.

It wasn't every day that it was my birthday and not every day that I got to decide on what happened and when.  Mistress always said what happened and when and that was the way I liked it but this was a special gift for me and meant that I got to do something for her for a change.   As my birthday drew nearer I worried that she wouldn’t like the evening I had planned for her.

We ate at a local Mexican that I loved and Mistress loved it too, we hadn’t been there together before but she liked it I could tell as she kept smiling at me all night every time I looked at her.  As we left the restaurant I took her hand and a surge of electricity ran through us both making the both of us jump and look startled at one another laughing nervously like we were on a first date.

Train Me

Train me

Control me

Make me yours

Bend me to your will

Pull me back

So I can’t move

Until I can only be still

Then fuck me

Take me

Have your fill

Show me that

I belong

That I am a part of you

Where I should've been all along