Collared, fucked, loved

Sir said he had a gift for me. After a nice hot shower he told me to kneel at the end of the bed and wait for him. I looked at the bed and the first thing that caught my eye were the fresh flowers, Iris’ laid beautifully. Sir’s leather belt, the one with the specific holes made for my wrists close to the buckle. On the left a rope he made for binding my wrists together. Next to it was a leash with a silver chain and a black leather handle. In the middle of them both was a black leather collar with a shiny silver name plate that said ‘SLUT’.
In true Sir style he had spelled ‘slut’ with the flowers, collar, chain and had used the belt as an underscore.
The little things that I appreciate about his attention to detail.
I instantly smiled.
I felt Sir come up behind me then push against each side of my arms holding me strong. He leaned forward, grabbed my face firmly and kissing me, hot and passionate.
Maintaining eye contact, in his dominant calm assertive tone he said, ‘You. Are. My. Slut. You belong to me. You submit to me only. I am your Sir, your Dom. No one else.’
‘Yes Sir, I love being your slut,’ I replied without hesitation.
‘Good girl. You’re my girl. Don’t ever forget that’, he said softly and kissed me sweetly.
Changing again, his touch became firmer, more dominant and hotter with each word, ‘I will protect you, take care of you, you come to me first, if you need something tell me, if you want something ask me, do you understand?’
‘Yes Sir.’
He gave me a steely gaze and that was my cue to take up full submissive position with both hands on my thighs, palms up and head lowered.
Sir whispered, ‘Who do you belong to?’
‘You Sir, I belong to you and only you’, I replied as I felt the cool of the leather against my neck, he fitted the collar on me. It felt so right coming from my Sir, true ownership. He took my chin, tilted my head up and looked at me with the utmost love, respect and primal need.
‘Oh yeah, you are definitely a slut, you look so beautiful in your new collar, you are mine, my slut, my sub, my good girl, I own you, that means I’m here for you. Never forget who you belong to.’
I drank in every word, they were like a drug to me. They always take me to a place where there is just the two of us. The world fades away and fulfilling our insatiable need for each other our only focus.
Sir started straight in from there, ‘Arse up, bit higher. Straight away.’ I immediately followed his instruction.
I waited in anticipation for the spanking I knew was coming. I felt the caress of his hand, then it disappeared, only to return with a sharp slap to the fleshy part of my butt cheek making me initially catch my breath.
And so it begins.
I counted ten spanks.
Next came the belt.
Belt, caress, belt, caress, belt, caress.
The beautiful flowers that lay across the bed had now become the next object to deliver me pain. The long stems of the Iris’ stung but I dared not show it. I was stoic. I knew the sting wouldn’t last for long. Just breathe.
Sir caressed and kissed and licked and blew cool air on the hot part of my arse. It was a welcomed relief.
I felt the cold of the chain as Sir let it run slowly over my shoulder, neck and back. The feel of it made my breath shudder and my body begin to ache to be touched. He attached the chain to my collar. Sir’s hand wrapped around it and the bite of the pull had me sitting back down on my knees straight away. It felt hot as fuck. Hearing Sir’s sigh and obvious arousal filled me inside. We were in for a wild night and I couldn’t wait.
I was owned.
I’d never been owned before, I’d never met anyone truly worth my full submission and I loved it.
He draped the chain across my shoulder and told me to stay nice and still for him while he applied my new rope to my wrists behind my back, checking it for firmness. Once everything was in place the chain tightened and the collar pulled against my neck. Again I was up with Sir directing me to bend over the bed with my arse up nice and high. Wrapping the chain around his hand he held it close to the collar as he pinned me down against the mattress with the other hand, gripping my throat, telling me I had never looked hotter. Moving behind me still holding me in place he took his hard cock in his hand and rubbed the knob hard over the entrance of my pussy, focussing just inside on my g spot he rhythmically stroked it till I came hard and fast, squirting all over our legs, the bed, the floor. Sir dragged a nearby towel across with his foot so we didn’t slip and slammed his cock into me. Fuck! It was perfect timing. Felt so good being so deep inside me as the collar pulled back on my throat. The level of choke was perfectly distributed as every area was stimulated with my Doms complete control. Hands tied, collared, fucked, choked, I was truly at his mercy, giving him my absolute trust, my full submission. He released the pull of the collar, allowing me to breathe fully then tightened again. Our fucking continued on for at least half an hour, changing positions periodically. The smell of sex in the air was intoxicating as I submitted to Sir’s will and every desire. I came so many times, Sir praising me ‘Good girl, oh yes you cum for me, cum for daddy’, he growled breathing hot and heavy.
‘Yes Sir, you know what I like, how to make cum. I feel every little thing. You’re so hard inside of me,’ I said breathlessly.
He slowed it down a little while as he released all tension on my collar, stroking my back gently, kissing my neck and soothing me with whispered words, ‘Just relax, you’re awesome, you’re my good girl, my good slut. Catch your breath because we are nowhere near finished. I will get you a drink.’
After some soft sex filled with kissing and loving cuddling Sir turned me over and I knew immediately we were back on. The butt plug was carefully placed and I must admit it’s a personal favourite. Quick hard fuck there and then and I was dragged over to the bean bag and thrown onto it ‘Like the slut that you are’ according to Sir. He grabbed my hair, pulling my head back demanding, ‘Who do you belong to?’
‘You Sir’.
‘Who’s pussy is this?’ He said as he rubbed it and placed two fingers inside.
Catching my breath I said, ‘Your pussy Sir.’
‘That’s right, that’s my pussy, that pussy doesn’t go anywhere unless I say it can. You are my slut. You don’t go anywhere unless I say you can. You are mine. Understand?’
‘Yes Sir. I love being yours, I need you, I need my cock.’
‘Oh I’m going to give you all the cock. You need it because you’re a slut. My good slut.’
From that point I was pounded and spanked and caressed and spanked. My arse cheeks were so hot I was beginning not to feel it as much, just the sweet sensation of the sting and the caress that followed. The plug and the positioning meant that Sir was completely balls deep inside me. He was making sure that between the leash pulling me back, the collar applying arousing pressure to my neck and the butt plug that I was stimulated and satisfied beyond compare. I screamed out into the bean bag where my faced was pressed I was going to cum.
‘Fuck yes you cum for me, you cum for your Dom my good girl. Oh my god I fucking love it.’
Sir enjoyed the feeling of my pussy tightening around his cock, the squirt around it as I came and then pulled me up and took me to the couch. Sitting me in front of him on the couch he put his cock in my mouth. I relished the taste of him, he tasted like us. He always tasted amazing but when we were mixed together that was something else. He fisted my hair and fucked my mouth. ‘This is my mouth for my cock, you are mine.’ He turned me over onto the couch while pulling back on my leash and spanking my arse. Suddenly Sir pulled out and dragged to me to the bed next to us. Placing me on my stomach with him kneeling flat just behind my arse Sir carefully pulled out the butt plug, applied plenty of lube and gently replaced it with his cock. He moved it around a little to make sure I was ready. Sir began to fuck my arse nice and easy, then increased to riding me hard while pulling the leash with one hand and pulling my hair hard with the other. It was fucking incredible. Even as I write this I am throbbing, still feeling that fullness of his cock inside me. Sir held off cumming until I told him I was, as he always does, he loves to cum together. We were both moaning loudly now, I managed to somehow get out that I was going to cum. Sir could feel the muscles in my pussy clench and tighten through to my arse gripping his cock. He kept fucking me deep and then let himself go with a loud, primal grunt as we came so hard together. My all encompassing orgasm being so intense I squirted as he stilled and came in my arse. We were both trembling, trying to regain our breath and allow ourselves to slowly come down from the high. Sir stroked my back and butt cheeks telling me I was awesome, I was his good girl before untying my wrists and removing my collar.
I was spent.
I couldn’t even get up to shower, so Sir wiped me down softly with a towel and covered me over before showering quickly himself and getting in to cuddle me.
He drew me in to him, wrapping legs and arms to be fully entwined, as close as we could be, face to face, skin to skin. We kissed so slowly, so gently, in between he whispered, ‘You’re so beautiful, so special, you make me feel incredible and I love it. You’re mine, I love my girl. Do you love me? Don’t speak, just nod if you do.’
His words filled and I nodded as he pulled me in even closer, kissing me again, we drifted off to sleep.
A night I never want to forget.