Master's Pleasure

-To a woman, tarred with the same brush.-

Some music is playing, but not loud enough to overrun a conversation. I will arrive soon, so you check everything is in place. The chair placed carefully, the chilled glasses on the bench, you know there will be champagne, or a bottle at least. Breathing heavily, your heart flutters and you move briskly to ready yourself. You hear the car shut and a short delay, you cup your smooth pussy, running a finger across the waxed slit moistened by anticipation and ready yourself over the dining table. You wear a pair of polished black high heels, black stain gloves and nothing else.

A chair is positioned between you and the doorway enabling you to keep sight of both. A thick leather belt lay over a chair's back. Old enough to be a little worn with flexibility and sturdy enough to yield a reaction when landed appropriately. A long cane lay on the seat of the chair. A mid weight length with a memorable sting.

Standing bent over the table, your belly and breasts pressed against the blanket covering the tabletop. With legs well parted, your face to one side, watching the doorway. I walk in through the back door. An entrance fitting for the night ahead.

You see me walk through the doorway, grinning and raising your ass a little higher. Presenting. Aware of your own moistness, you know l will inspect my coven. "Hello Master, will you inspect me now?" you call. You start to wiggle your legs.

" You look deliciously obedient!" I reply. Smiling, putting a bag on the bench while my cock thickens in my pants. The clink of glass bottles in the bag break the music in the background. I take out the champagne bottle. A slender bottle with a wide base graduating to a knobby cork. I place it in the fridge, and take another from the bag and place it in the fridge. You stay glued to the table awaiting my direct attention, nervously awaiting my initial caress.

I walk over toward you, glancing at the chair and then at your eyes. I place my hand in the centre on the small of your shoulder. You feel the freshness of the night. I slowly glide my hand down your spine. Stopping at the top of your cheeks and run my hand back up to the centre of your shoulders. My hand slides further up to the base of your neck and I clasp your hair in my hand. “You sexy bitch!”, I calmly say as I squeeze my hand and scrunch your hair in it. With my other hand I gently glide it over your left buttock stopping along the way to caress your ass and then down to the top of you thigh. I move my hand towards you inner thigh and being to slowly slide it up, stopping just short of your wanton belly. I raise my hand and lightly smack your ass, first one cheek and then the other. Then I smack the centre of your ass and continue to spank you as I refine my aim so my hand contacts your ass and the tip of your pussy. I pull your hair back lifting your head from the table and demand you to present yourself.

You shuffle your legs a little wider and raise your ass up as much as you can. My hand comes down again several times, and then finally rests cupping your cheeks and the tips of my fingers pressing upon your split. Your cheeks barely glow red, as I start to gently glide my fingers over your smooth pussy. I push firmly against your split and break the seal revealing your moistness and tease your lips. Brushing my hand against them, pushing and pulling your lips, then cupping your entire pussy in my hand to clasp it firmly in my grip. I pull upon your minge and then spread your lips with my fingers. I run my other hand down from your neck along your spine and then down to your ass. I spread your ass cheeks to fully expose your tight anus and then move my hand down a little further. My cock twitches with the wild thoughts running through my mind admiring your form. Taking firm hold of your lips I pull them apart displacing your mound and then place my fingers on each side of your lips and spread them. Your moisture is clearly visible with the shine on the inside and I tap the centre of your opening with two fingers. I slowly push my two fingers into your mound, just half way in and pause. Rotating my fingers I drill as deeply as they can forge, and then resurface. Clasping your lips together I give a gentle pull on your lips. I cup your ass cheek with caressing approval. “That’s my girl.” I say.

I stop with my hand resting on your mound and stroke the slit with my middle finger. I insert the tip of it into you and slide it up to your anus. I start to circle your asshole, using your moisture for lubricant. I can feel it is tight. “Didn’t you lube your ass for me?”, I ask.
“No?”, you question, “I didn’t know I had”. You stop short as I press my finger against your bung, massaging it in a small circular movement, pushing to spread the tight muscle. I move my finger to your cunt, to reload with moisture and return to massaging your ass, digging a little deeper with each completion of a circle until I penetrate with the smallest distance.
“Next time, be wearing the butt-plug, so I know your ass is ready for me.”, I instruct. “Otherwise I will only fuck your ass until I am pleased with your fit….then consider your pussy and mouth.”
“I am at your pleasure. Take me as you wish.”, you respond.

I walk over to the chair with an erect cock locked in my pants and eye the belt on the chair. I pick up the belt and turn around to look you in the eye and start to smirk with suggestion. I walk back around you and run the tip of the belt from your shoulder down to the crack at the top of your ass several times. I rest the buckle at the top of your shoulders and align its length with your spine. With the tip covering your buttocks, I spread your cheeks and place the leather between your cheeks to keep them ajar. I am satisfied with my artwork on such a smooth canvas. “Don’t move.”, I demand.

I walk around to the other side of the table and kneel down on the floor in front of you. I touch your face gently with my hand and move my face closer to yours. I push my lips closer to yours and kiss each of your cheeks and move slowly to your lips leaving a trail of constant kisses. The first kisses of the night, are always soothing and tasteful. Angling my head I plant my lips upon your and dart my tongue into your mouth. Your mouth accommodates my tongue hungrily and we begin to kiss passionately. I place my hand on the back of your head to press you closer to me. Like new lovers searching each crevice of each others mouth’s we push together to get the maximum contact. I feel my shaft in spasm and become aware that there must be pre cum dripping from my shaft. Our tongues darting, lips pressing, with mini kisses in between allowing us to breath. You launch forward eagerly and place your hand over my shoulder in order to take more of my kisses. The belt moves from between you butt cheeks. I pull your hair back and look you in the eye. “Tsk tsk tsk…”, as I shake my head, “…naughty girl”. I let go of your head and brush off your hand as I stand up. With your eyes staring directly at my crotch the bulge in my pants is obvious. I undo my belt and unzip my pants and let them fall to the floor stepping out of them. My underwear struggles to contain my hardened shaft as it tries to break free of its bondage. The pre cum is obvious on the cotton as you identify my drops soaking through the cotton. I take your hair and push my cotton covered cock against your mouth. I rub the covered shaft against your lips and your mouth opens to feel its form. You lunge your mouth forward trying to suck it, nibble it, and hold it. Pulling back I flick down the last barrier and my erect cock bounces into the freedom where it stands searching for its pleasure. I bend my knees and aim it at your mouth, but stop just short. “Hold your head still and keep you mouth around my cock. I’m go to fuck your face.”. You open your mouth and I put the tip of my knob against your bottom lip. Your tongue hungrily darts out to touch the drooling juice and lick around the head. I move my tip just a little into you mouth. I feel you sucking upon my flesh and your tongue working the hole in the end of it.

Holding your head firmly between my hands I slide my knob into your mouth and then to your lips. I fill your mouth a little more with my member moving forward and then back. I start to gently fuck your mouth with short strokes. I clasp your hair with my left hand and you open your mouth pushing forward showing you have more room for my cock. I press a little deeper till I meet resistance and then pull back to the tip of your lips. I pump your gob, one stroke deep, one stroke shallow. “Reach back and hold your cheeks apart” I instruct. The view of your playground makes my knob twitch and my heart beat faster. “More!”, I demand as you reach back a little more to give maximum exposure. I push deeper in your mouth and pause for just more than a moment so you can feel my cock rest at the back of your mouth. I ease out my cock nearly all the way and push back in a little. I slowly withdraw my dick from your velvet mouth, covered in your syliva, and then slap your face with it. Again to the other cheek, and then you open your mouth to catch my knob. I hold your head in place and wave my throbbing shaft several times across your face. Then I aim my knob at your mouth and let it rest. “Hold my cock and suck” I direct.

I reach for the belt laid along your back, picking it up by the buckle, and eyeing it to attain its length and flex. I gently swing it and it lands oddly across on one of you buttocks. You pause momentarily and then start to suck my cock with more suction than previous. I find a rhythm with the leather strap and begin to land on each buttock with a pause in between. Getting a feel for the project and the landing of the belt I begin to aim as I please. Several times on one buttock, and then several times on the other buttock. I start to aim for the crack between them. You feel the sting and continue to match the smacks with the thrust of your mouth over my soaked cock. The strap starts to land closer and closer to the start of your pussy. I stop and tell you to reach back with your gloved hands and hold you cheeks apart. I delight in the offered target. You nervously hold my cock in your mouth, which is filling from saliva from having your mouth open for a period of time. I swing the belt and it lands on your gloved hand an just a nip on your ass. You start to bob your head a little as the next swing strikes. Right on the puckered butt-hole. You jump and lose my cock from your mouth and give me a daring look. “Hold on to my cock, or I will tie you up and the strokes will be less gentle”, I say. You bow your head and search for my member and resume my pleasure. I lessen the speed of the swing and land again on your ass, but it has half the impact of the previous, and you happily suck cock holding your ass apart for me. I land again and a little bit closer to your pussy.

With a more accuracy I swing the belt and deliver a mild smack to your puckered entrance, my cock twitches with the spasm of your body. Swinging a little more gently I hit the bulls eye of your spread pussy. You pause for a moment and with more enthusiasm suck my cock. “Present wider my little one”, I command, and you reach back to recover your grip to the sides of your crack. Several more gentle stokes to the gaping target has me on the verge of climaxing. One last more mild swing hits on your pussy and you gag with the reflex. I lay the belt across the middle of your back and take my throbbing member from your mouth. I kneel down and you look up. My mouth searches for yours, finding your rosy lips I gently kiss you and begin to firmly kiss you passionately. Our tongues dance and gasping for breaths in between kisses I suck you tongue. I pull back and stand up with my cock in front of your face. Instinctively you open your mouth, but I stay away. A look of confusion crosses your face and you let go of your cheeks. “Don’t let go, I want to know that you are holding yourself open for me.”, I say. With my dick still near your face I take hold of my own shaft.

I start to slowly rub my member, the moisture from your mouth making it shiny. I stroke myself inches away from your nose. You open your mouth. My hand slowly travels the distance back and forth for a short period. I clasp my cock and hold it up against my belly. “I want you to lick my balls”, as I place one foot on the table and move my balls closer to you. My hairless sack has moisture residue as evidence of the cock sucking. You present your tongue and move it slowly around my smooth sack. I gently swing forward to enable more of your tongue on my delicate flesh. You feel your juices flow as you chase my balls, using long slow licks you start at the base of my balls and then up to my shaft. Dragging your tongue back again from the base you try to get your tongue to the edge of my ass. I gasp and accommodate angling my pelvis to allow you to reach my butt. You stretch your neck to extend your reach, driving your tongue around the edge and then directly on my hole. You try to penetrate with your tongue, realizing you don’t have the force you resort to licking from my ass to back to my balls. Continuing to cover my flesh in your salvia, I start to stroke my shaft. I un-tilt my pelvis and withdraw from your reach. I aim my throbbing length at your mouth, you open to offer your mouth and I place my knob on the edge of your entrance. I slowly motion my cock into your warm mouth. Going only deeper than just beyond my knob, I start to fuck your face again. The constant contraction of my penis is relieved by the liquid heaven, and I start to gently thrust deeper. Eying your delicious offerings between you spread thighs I desire to feel the level of wetness between and make use of what I find. The thought alone makes me want to bang your mouth with new vigor, but I refrain. Holding your head by your hair I continue to thrust and then slowly push my cock deeper till I feel you about to gag. I release the pressure from your throat and then go back for another test. Your eyes dart up at me, wondering how far I will push. Willing me to try it, but anxious in the result. I hold my cock at the back of your mouth, grip your hair tighter and then release it all, quickly withdrawing my glistening manhood. You move your nodding your head up, motioning for more. I stroke myself a few more times whilst you look at me, acknowledging the edge of ecstasy upon which I hang.

I walk around till I am directly behind you, marveling at the view of you spread. The table is a very good height, not perfect, but near enough. The evidence of your wetness is obvious, even in the poor light. I place my hands on your thighs and slide you back so your mound is on the edge of the table. You let go of your clefts and move your arms so you can rest your face on them. “Im going to work your pussy till you beg me to fuck you.”, I say. “Is now a bad time?”, you hopefully question. I grin and move my right hand to hold one cleft of your bum. I squeeze it, and then angle it open, to distort the natural gorgeous resting position of your cheek and inner thigh. With my thumb, I scrape next to your ass, and down to the beginning of your labia major. Careful just to touch the edge of it and retreat. It feels so smooth I am tempted to clasp your whole mound in my hand and rub your folds in my palm and fingers. I don’t allow myself. I move my hand so I can run my thumb the full length of your labia. The smoothness amazes me. An unparalleled feeling through my hand, creating a resurging in my loins. I rub the length a few times, keeping closer to the inner thigh than the split, and occasionally briefly bumping into your clitoris. Hearing you draw a deep breath in, you part your legs a little wider. Presenting, offering in a wonton manner. I stray across the parting and let out a light moan as I feel more of the dampness waiting to be spread. I work across to the other inner thigh, starting on the outer parts of your labia, slowly stroking up and down a few times. Very gently I take my index finger and start above your anus, run it to your ass and momentarily pause, increasing the pressure on the whole, and then continuing my trail to the wet valley. I reach the start of your split and lightly run my finger down the length without penetrating till I reach your clitoris. I rest my finger on your pebble, and slowly increase the pressure upon it without moving it. You ever so slightly wiggle as the pressure builds trying to rub yourself. You moan a small sigh of relief and you become a little more vigorous in your search for clitoral friction. Still increasing the pressure of my finger, I allow you several passes, and I move my finger back along the cleft of venus. “Oh!”, you protest. You turn your head to see the smile on my face.

Feeling the moisture along your crack I know I cannot continue to hold my hand this lightly for long without falling into your damp pleasure hole. I give in and allow my finger to follow the same trail, but with a little more pressure behind. The natural lubricant assists and ever so slightly I penetrate your mound, but stick to my route towards your swollen clit. When I reach it again, I feel the swollen pea. I rub it slowly up and down, from side to side and then in a circular motion. The collected moisture has made the resistance less, but the pressure of my finger has given a solid point to push you closer to ecstasy. You breath deeper, gently groaning with each breath. My finger moves back to your slit and now I allow it to go inside of you. “Mmmmm”, I say, with a tone of pleasure and satisfaction. You adjust your footing to offer easier access, however the lubricant allows it to glide without resistance into you. I slowly bring it out and return to your clit. Groaning as I rub, I return to penetrate you with one finger. I stop. You raise your head to become more aware of what may come.

Using both my hands I clasp your cheeks and press my thumbs again each side of your labia. I press the folds to open your wet cunt. A little at first, and then gently increasing to hold you open even further clearly displaying your glistening pink hole. I thumb my way to try to increase the spread once again. “How many fingers do you want inside of you?”, I ask. As I finish the question I hold you open with a little force. “I want you to fuck me with your cock.”, you reply. I let go of your flesh, and slap your ass in a way which hits a part of you pussy. I then run my finger into your slit again. This time I stay inside and start to finger fuck you. As the moisture is spread from the movement, I adjust my stance placing my other hand on the small of your back and glide an extra finger in without much more resistance. My hand moves a little more rigorously, and now deeper into your belly. “Where are my fingers?”, I ask. “In my pussy!”, you reply. “Are they fucking your pussy good?”, I ask. “Yes, they’re fucking me good. Don’t stop!”, you command. Pre-cum is almost flowing from my cock. I continue to thrust my fingers into you, a rhythm which evolves with your raising of you pelvis to offer deeper penetration. “Im going to feed your juices to you, a cocks worth at a time.”, I state. And then I push a third finger into you. You are rocking your hips and meeting my fingers, egging me on. My fingers are covered in your juices, and they smear your smooth flesh all over. You accommodate the three fingers with eagerness. “Please fuck me! Please I want to feel your cock inside me”, you beg. I continue to flash my fingers in and out of your fanny with a more frantic rhythm. You start to gasp, and clench your fist, the other holding the edge of the table. My fingers become covered in your juices, and your pussy is encouraging a fourth finger, but I don’t oblige.