Mutual Pleasure

Graham moaned and thrust his hips impatiently against David’s lips. David just glanced up at him and flicked his tongue out against he head of Graham’s cock, one, then twice before retreating again and playing with his own cock, further exciting Graham. Graham gave into his desires and reached to touch himself, but David swatted his hand away and shook his head. “Nope. Not yet. I want you ready to burst when I put my mouth on you. Are you ready yet? I don’t think you are.” “But I am. I need you. I need to feel your lips wrapped around me and sucking. Please David.” His voice was husky with need and want and David grinned at him suddenly. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Graham just nodded this time.

David never stopping touching himself, only leaned forward and took the other man into his mouth with a satisfied moan. All the teasing had been torture for him too. Licking and sucking, running his tongue along the sensitive spot on the underside of Graham’s cock made both of them moan and this time Graham, when Graham thrust his hips he felt his cock slid a bit further into David’s warm, wet mouth. David leaned into it, taking Graham even deeper and swallowing as the tip of Graham’s cock slid right down his throat. There was a moan from above him and he swallowed again, before pulling back to catch his breath. Then he began to suck in earnest, his masculine cheeks hollowed out and his eyes on the man above him. It made Graham swear softly at the sensation and buck his hips again, more gently this time, and they settled into a rhythm. Graham was just about to come from the feel of David’s mouth when David simply stopped moving and stared up at him. It was incredibly erotic and Graham never stopped moving, fucking his partner’s face gently. He put his hands on the back of David’s head and let out an audible groan when David’s tongue began to lash at the underside of his cock as he fucked him. Unable to hold back Graham yanked David towards him and began to orgasm shooting his semen directly into David’s waiting mouth.

He slowly pulled out and just kind of fell back on the bed satiated while David stood and leaned down to give him a kiss. Graham hugged him and returned the kiss hungrily. He could feel David’s still hard cock bumping against him and he reached for it, wrapping his fingers around it and stroking firmly. “Ohhh, that feels good. I wanna come for you.” Graham kissed David again and tugged gently at his cock to get him up onto the bed. David complied and position himself within easy reach of Graham’s hands which ceased their stroking and were now playing across David’s skin gently. They scooted closer together and kissed, tongues dueling with one another. David groaned as they kissed, his cock hard and aching. He looked at Graham, “Please.”

Once again Graham’s hands found their way to David’s cock and began to stroke and squeeze gently, the pressure and intensity varying at his whim. David twitched his hips with a growing sense of urgency.”Fuck yes. You’re gonna make me come. I want to see my come decorating your face. Can I do that? Shoot all over you?” The idea excited Graham further and hi put his mouth into play with his hands using his tongue liberally on David’s cock, enjoying the taste of the other man. David grunted and quickly Graham backed off and aimed David’s cock at his face, jacking him harder now. His eyes closed but his mouth was open in anticipation and then David erupted, hitting Graham in the face with jet after jet of his hot come. He watched Graham’s face the entire time and his whole body shook at what he was seeing. He felt like his orgasm would never end. When it finally did, David reached for Graham’s face and ran his finger through the sticky come on his cheek and fed it to him, one fingerful at a time, enjoying he appreciative noises Graham was making. It’s the little things in life.


KOTW – Edging (Close)

My hands were cuffed above my head, my legs held open because to close them would mean a punishment for disobeying. He had me exactly where we both wanted me to be. And his fingers worked gentle, delicate magic tracing the outline of my pussy, stopping to gently rub my clit or dip a finger inside, smearing my wetness across my already slick skin.

I’d been like this, frozen in time, for what seemed like an eternity as he teased me, letting me chase the orgasm I so desperately wanted, but was continuously brought to the edge, of and then denied. Despite his command to be still I couldn’t help but squirm a little as he touched me, the pace and pressure once again increasing. He was going to drag this out before he finally let me come I knew. And while I whined about not getting my orgasm right away (which earned me a Look) I knew things would be so much better this way.

A small bullet vibe came into play soon after and brought me even closer to losing control. I wanted to just let go, but until I heard his voice saying those words in my ear I wouldn’t do it. Not this time. This time was for his pleasure, for him to feast upon the little noises and small movements that he wrought from me while both simultaneously giving and denying me pleasure.

He leaned down to kiss me, his fingers and the vibrator still moving against my skin and I moaned freely against his lips arching upward to meet his hunger, yearning to satisfy both him and that ache I could feel deep inside. Lips left a heated trail down my neck to the valley between my breasts before sliding back up the other side and back to my lips. I wanted more and squirmed beneath his hands, his lips, his very presence.

And finally, finally after what felt like hours he slipped two finger into my pussy curling them against my g-spot as he held the vibe steady against my clit. I was close and getting closer every moment. Would this finally be the time he allowed my release? Perhaps or perhaps not. I thrust my hips against his hand and he added a third finger stretching me just a little, a feeling that left me gasping for breath.

He kissed me again, one final time and leaned over to whisper softly in my ear. “Come for me, little one.” And I did, bucking hard, incoherent moans escaping my mouth as the orgasm hit like a ton of bricks, broke down my walls, and left me in my most primal state. The vibrator was tossed aside and fingers removed, leaving me empty, but only for a moment before his cock found me.

“Come again. I want to feel you squeezing my cock.” So I did as I was told, head tossed back in ecstasy. Then he began to fuck me hard, drawing out that second orgasm for long minutes as I could do nothing but whimper and come for him. And then, then he came for me as well and we were linked together inextricably for a long period. Eventually he slipped away from me and pulled me close to him whispering soft words. I dozed in his arms, secure there and happy, closer to him than ever.

Wicked Wednesday 300 – (Escape on the High Seas)

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Gordon couldn’t help but watch the slight wiggle in Adrienne’s ass as she pulled the leather skirt back into place and zipped it up. It made him want to fuck her again. But not now. Now they had to get her to safety. And he quickly led her away from the small room and onto the deck where he led her down a ladder to the small speedboat no one had miraculously noticed trailing the yacht. He started the motor and pulled away slowly. Some distance from the larger boat he opened up the throttle and they took off. Adrienne’s handler never even knew she was gone.

“Where are we going? And who are you really? Why did you rescue me?” Adrienne voice bubbled with questions above the noise of the boat’s engine. Gordon shook his head, laughing as he remembered how much she’d always asked questions before. It seemed that nothing had changed. He neglected to answer her right away as he was more focused on reaching land and safety, but he had nothing to fear as they docked without incident. Gordon led Adrienne through the marina to a waiting car and opened the passenger door for her. “In you go, Princess.” “Don’t call me that,” she hissed, annoyed at having been ignored all the way back to the marina. She wanted answers and this handsome man seemed to be the only one who had them at current.

He slid into the driver’s seat and the car purred to life. “Now, it’s quiet enough for us to really talk I’ll do my best to answer your questions Ms. Impatience.” Adrienne frowned darkly, her temper darkening her blue eyes and making Gordon smile. She was certainly not the same shy girl he remembered that was certain. Normally she’d rarely shown her temper, or any other emotion for that matter, and now here she’d fucked him in nothing but her boots and was being a little hellcat over nothing. “We’re going some place safe. I haven’t determined exactly where that is yet. I’m waiting for a phone call with more information. Second, I believe I told you my name, but I didn’t mention being part of the special forces unit of the Royal Guard. I expect you’d have not come with me otherwise. And I rescued you because you were in danger. That party was an excuse to hide sex trafficking right in public and you were on the chopping block my dear. You’re lucky that no one knew who you really are. You’d have never been let go so easily.”

Adrienne had taken everything in quietly, but the last bit about the trafficking had really gotten her attention. “What about all those other poor people on that yacht? Are they to be auctioned as sex slaves too?” “Not all of them, but some. And before you start on about saving them all, know that I couldn’t have done that even with a police force full of people. As it was I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get to you so easily. I lucked out with your…attendant being so lax.” “Liam? Liam was behind this? That no good son of a bitch! I wondered why he wanted to go to some fancy sex party like that. He’d never shown much interest before. I should’ve known he was a scumbag, but I just wanted someone to be close to after being alone for so long.” Gordon sighed softly, running his fingers though chocolate colored hair. “You should’ve stayed Adrienne. You wouldn’t have been alone.” “No, instead I’d have been pressured to marry some random man that I couldn’t stand rather than being allowed my own choice. Just like I was never allowed to make choices about anything else. Having your every decision made for you gets old. So I left to make my own. Maybe they weren’t perfect, but I think I did alright. I have a job and friends and a decent place to live. Wait a minute; what about my life? Don’t I get a say in this?” And the young woman swore softly before a tiny tear slid down her cheek. Back to captivity after all.

After a long drive Gordon pulled into the driveway of a small house and led Adrienne inside. She was angry again, but sad as well, at the thought of giving up everything she’d made for herself. “We’ll stay here overnight but then we have to move on. Your…Liam will start looking for you and I’ve no doubt he has acquaintances that will be looking for you as well. We need to get you out of the city.” “Then why don’t we leave now if I’m in so much danger?” “Because, Princess, I need a rest. I’ve been looking for you for days. And I suggest that you try to rest as well.”

Adrienne frowned again clearly not happy with everything that was going on and looked at Gordon, “Can’t you just let me live my life and tell everyone you couldn’t find me? Please?” Her voice broke and tears threatened to trail down her cheeks once more. He sighed again and looked at her. “You know I can’t do that.”

At his words, her tears did begin to fall and he frowned before stepping in and pulling her close to him, almost surprised that she let him near and she began to sob, her face buried against his shoulder. The small helpless noises eventually subsided and she pulled back to look up at him. “I’m sorry. I just don’t want to go back. And if you take me back I’ll leave again. I can’t stay there Gordon. I just can’t.” Adrienne looked so helpless that he felt sorry for her and he dared to tilt her head up and kiss her ever so gently. “I’ll do what I can to make this easier Adrienne, but you can’t run away from your responsibilities forever.” “I have a new set of responsibilities now damn it! I’m not who I used to be!” “But you are still a Princess. And that comes with duties as well.” And despite his resolve, Gordon kissed her again, more firmly this time, and she pressed against him her hands resting on his strong shoulders. She broke the kiss and looked at him. “Please help me forget this all? Even just for a little while?” Gordon studied her face closely for a long moment and then swung her up into his arms, holding her close to him and striding towards the bedroom.

Moments later the harsh sounds of hand upon flesh echoed through the empty house accompanied by small noises of half pleasure half pain. Gordon was glad he was getting to do this; he’d wanted to do it earlier and now she needed it as much as he wanted it. Neither of them knew that this would be the beginning of something that would threaten to consume them both.


Wicked Wednesday 299 – Pirates – (A Valuable Treasure)

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Gordon slipped onto the yacht, his tuxedo a perfect fit and nary a hair out of place. He scanned the room for his mark and found hear easily, dressed in black leather straps, a mini skirt, and matching boots. The outfit left little to the imagination. Now how to get her away from her handler. That seemed easy enough as Gordon watched the younger man eyeing several other women like meat. He walked over and indicated he’d watch the woman for him if he wanted to go look. The younger man agreed and walked away with a swagger. Gordon shook his head at all the leather and leashes around him. These crazy charity auctions were so overdone. He doubted most people in the room could even tell a flogger from a tawse.

Quickly Gordon grabbed her arm and propelled her though the room, “Hey where are we…?” “Hush, I’ll explain later, but right now you’ll be safer with me Princess.” Her eyes widened. No one was supposed to know who she was anymore, she’d dyed her hair and changed her name and done her best to hide from the prying eyes of society.

Before anyone had noticed the missing woman she was gone, whisked away by this handsome stranger, they were in a secluded room at the back of the ship. It was full of all sorts of delightful instruments of the best kind of torture and the young woman gave an involuntary moan and the sight and smell of everything. Gordon chuckled softly at her response and whispered softly, “Want to play?” She spun to face him, “I don’t even know your name.” “Gordon. Gordon Abbot.” “And just what makes you think I want to play, Mr. Abbot?” Her voice wasn’t quite steady. “Well, the noise you made just now was a pretty good clue. And your breathing has accelerated as well, not to mention the sound of your voice. All of those things suggest excitement. So, shall we have some fun before I whisk you away?” He issued the challenge with a glint of humor in his eyes, never expecting the leather skirted young woman in knee high boots, and a top that was more strap than top would slowly kneel in front of him.

Gordon smiled down at her, leering just a bit and ran his fingers through her dirty blonde hair. “You’ll be good for me, won’t you Princess.” “Yes Sir.” Her voice had lost some of the breathiness it had held before to be strong and sure and he realized she was a very confident young woman. Far different from the shy, retiring girl who had run away several years ago. “Up. And strip. Leave the boots.” Adrienne complied as quickly as she could muttering her annoyance at the strappy top she had worn. Gordon laughed and took pity on her, helping to untangle her from the top. And there she stood, naked and proud her chin lifted, but her eyes cast down, Gordon’s perfect image of a submissive. And he knew he was in too deep already.

He walked around her his hand tracing around her waist gently. He pulled her back against him and told her in no uncertain terms that she would come for him, until he was done with her. She could feel his erection against her ass and dared to wiggled against him which earned her a smack that was mostly noise. Around them in other rooms they could hear the muffled sounds of pleasure and it would only serve to enhance their own. He swatted her other ass cheek just as noisily and walked over to the wall, looking for specific things. First a wartenberg wheel, followed by a blindfold, but he ignored the spanking instruments for now. He didn’t think they’d have time for a proper spanking. Hell, they didn’t really have the time for this, but it was just too tempting.

Gordon blindfolded Adrienne and tickled her sides gently making her giggle. Her laugh was infectious and he chuckled as well. Then he leaned her forward and ran the wheel up her back, first on one side of her spine then the other. She arched into it and it was clear she enjoyed the sensations. He kept running it along her skin, varying the pressure and placement before eventually abandoning it in favor of using his own hands to touch her. Reaching around her body he palmed her breasts and pinched at her nipples hard at first then easing the pressure into something softer. She moaned under his hands and twisted against him. Gordon smiled as he could smell her sex and jerked her body against his with his sharp words. “Come. Now.” And Adrienne shuddered as her body responded to the commanding tone and the sensations that had threatened to overwhelm her. Gordon’s fingers found her clit and rubbed gently drawing out her pleasure and ready to take his own. But he wasn’t done with her yet.

His strong fingers stroked her vulva before delving gently into her cunt. She whimpered as he pulled his finger away and she listened to him suck her juices from his fingers. He whispered in her ear, “You taste good.” And his two fingers dove back into her body curling upward hard against her and Adrienne moaned for him. Her wetness drenched his hand and he grinned to himself. “I didn’t tell you to come for me Princess. But it’s OK. I like it when you do. Now do it again,” he insisted as his fingers moved inside of her. And she did.

This time when he pulled his fingers away he traced them against her lips and she opened her mouth to suck them clean, enjoying the taste of her own cunt. She fairly purred against his skin and it was his turn to make a low noise in the back of his throat. Quickly he shed his pants, not worrying about the rest of his clothing. He knew time was running out to get the Princess off the boat. He bent her over and his cock teased her slit before sliding into a warm home inside of her and she gasped, tightening around him and coming hard as she had yet, nearly causing him to spend himself then and there. “Princess, if you do that again you’re gonna make me come too. Would you like that?” “Yes,” she hissed and squeezed him again. He swore softly and began to fuck her hard and fast now, not wanting to wait any longer. Her body shook under the weight of his onslaught and she would find bruises on her hips later.

With a high pitched squeal she orgasmed again and her cunt muscles fluttered and squeezed at his cock as hard as they possibly could. He gave one, two more strokes, then slammed himself against her as he came, filling her with warmth. They rested together for a moment, both breathless before he pulled away from her and stood up, grabbing a couple of towels for them to clean up. He was all business again. “Get dressed. We have to go.”

Ava’s Adventures

Ava dared to look up, peering at the group of men around her. She realized that there were easily eight or ten people, not counting David and she knew that he expected her to service them all, preferably more than once until they were well satisfied. She sat back on her knees gracefully and gave the collective group a naughty little smile. “So, who gets to go first?”

Suddenly the room was abuzz with conversation as each man tried to reason with the others why he should be allowed first until David stepped in. “Perhaps we should draw straws? Short straw goes first. I’ll be right back.” He returned in moments with a handful of straws and held them out. Everyone drew and the lucky winner happened to be standing right next to Ava. The man gave a leer as he unzipped his pants and she knew what he wanted from her. Her pink tongue darted from her mouth, licking the tip of his dick and he ran his fingers through her dark hair. She kept licking around the head, sometimes stopping to suck just that much of him into her mouth and roll her tongue around. He finally groaned and pulled her closer to him by her hair. She sputtered for only a second as she took his dick deeper into her mouth and began to bob up and down quickly. It took only moments for the older man to throw his head back as he blasted a load of come down Ava’s throat. His grip on her hair was almost painful and she whimpered softly, causing David to intervene and extract his friend’s hand from her hair. David gave her a gentle pet and she smiled at him, proud that she was stretching her boundaries and showing him how good she could be.

While Ava had been giving her first of many blowjobs of the evening the rest of the men had sorted themselves out to wait their turn as they chatted and sipped drink, watching Ava the entire time. A tall fair haired man with brown eyes came next and as he rolled a condom over himself Ava leaned forward over the sofa and wiggled her ass at him. He smacked it causing her t wiggle more and so he smacked the other cheek. Her giggle turned into a gasp as she felt his dick slide into her pussy gently. He was thicker than David and filled her up in a much different way. Ava’s back arched as she silently asked for more and she was given just what she wanted. This was no gentle sex. No, this was a good, hard, fucking pounding and Ava clung to the couch as her partner held her hips and fucked her as hard as he could, sometimes smacking her ass, which only made her pussy twitch and get wetter. As she tensed up just before her orgasm the man stopped and she moaned in frustration. “You’ll get yours girlie, but not until we’ve all hard ours. David’s orders.” Ava looked over at her husband and he nodded at her, smiling charmingly. “Yes, my dear, you’ll get yours, but first we get our fill.”

And Ava was passed among the men, giving blowjobs, having her pussy and her ass fucked and was treated like the pretty little slut she was. With each fuck and lick and suck and moan she grew more and more desperate to have her own orgasm. She began to beg and plead with David to let her come and he only shook his head at her as he watched his friends run a train on his wife.

After getting off every man in the room at least two or three times a piece (she lost count as the dicks blurred together), Ava collapsed in a heap near her boot blacking kit, exhausted, but still dying to have an orgasm or two or three or a whole half dozen of them. David walked over to her smiling and gave her a fierce kiss before rearranging her tired limbs in a pose that left her exposed to all. She relaxed and let him do as he pleased for a moment, her eyes closed languidly. David slid a finger into her juicy wetness and smeared it across her lips before kissing her again. “You have one last task for everyone to show them your gratitude, my dear.” Ava looked up at him, puzzled, until he pulled her favorite bullet vibrator from his pants pocket. “You’re going to make yourself come for us. We’re going to watch you shake and squirm and shudder until you’ve orgasmed so much you just can’t anymore. Now get to it.”

Ava grinned at the idea of putting on a show and sat the vibrator aside for the moment to focus on playing with her breasts and nipples. She caressed and pinched and tugged, she stroked her skin lightly as a lover might and simply let herself be lost in the sensations. Her eyes fluttered closed as one hand drifted lower past her belly and along her mound. Tracing the bare skin of her vulva, she felt her own wetness covering her all the way out to her inner thighs and sighed. A single digit dipped into her pussy and she swirled it around before raising to her mouth to taste herself. Then men in the room were utterly captivated and every one of them was wishing he could fuck her again.

She teased herself sliding a finger in and out, still tugging at her nipples and biting her lip as she stared her husband down, watching only him. That wet finger slipped up to rub her clit and she moaned softly. She was so sensitive and ready to come. Abruptly, her first orgasm came over her just from that gentle rubbing of her clit and she twitched her hips in tiny spasms. She wondered how many times they’d want to watch her orgasm, but then decided she didn’t much care as long as she got her orgasms.

Overtaken with her want and need she plunged two fingers as deep as she could into her pussy and curled her fingers. The vibrator clicked on and nearly the instant it touched her clit she came again and immediately after that again. Several orgasms rolled over her in waves and she was thrashing about on the carpet hard enough to give herself rug burn in some very tender places. Ava’s breath came in gasps and she grinned at the assembly before her, but had eyes only for David who was watching her and smiled delightedly at her performance. He came across the room, pulled her to her feet, and have her another kiss, this one gentle and loving. And then he plunged his own fingers into her pussy nearly holding her weight on his hand. “You’re not done yet. Give me another one.” With an arm wrapped around her for support he flexed three of his fingers against her body and she stiffened in his arms, a wail escaping her lips as she came harder than before. “That’s a good girl, he murmured. Now say thank you.” She couldn’t resist kissing his cheek before whispering in his ear. “Thank you, Sir.” He released her carefully and she settled near her kit on the floor watching as the men laughed and talked for a few more minutes as things began to wind down. As each one left they had a smile or a leer at her and Ava just grinned.

KOTW – Boots – (Polishing Ava)

Ava started her day with the usual chores and upon finishing them went for his boots. She’d noticed that they were in dire need of a good cleaning and polishing and she loved the scent of leather and shoe polish together. She scrubbed them down carefully and then began applying polish and buffing it in. She repeated the process until the boots looked nearly new again, relaced them, and put them away. She hoped David would be pleased at the small act next time he wore his boots.

As time permitted she also polished the leather strap used for her spankings, her own boots, David’s good belt, and anything she could find that needed polishing. David knew the scent of leather turned her on and so he began to make plans. He told her about them over dinner a week later and she couldn’t quite believe her ears. “You want me to do what?” He repeated himself and then just looked at her. After a moment she simply nodded. He waited. Finally, “Yes, Sir.” “Good. I’ll make all the arrangements and you’ll prepare your kit as needed.”

A couple weeks later found Ava kneeling, wearing nothing but her collar, and waiting by a high chair that had been designated as the boot blacking chair for the evening. The doorbell rang and Ava quivered. She’d never done anything like this before and despite her initial misgivings she was excited to serve in this way. As her first “customer” took his place Ava quickly began to work, brushing the dirt and dust away, giving the books a quick scrub and polishing them deftly all while the man in the chair above her ogled her nude body and chatted with David. As the evening went on she found that she was not only surrounded by men, but almost always had one in her chair as well. She knew she polished some pairs of shoes or boots more than once.

The smell of leather was intoxicating and almost overwhelming and she had forgotten her embarrassment as she lost herself in her work. Then she heard David discussing why she was wearing a collar and even without him going into great detail she blushed and lost her concentration for a moment. That moment was enough to spoil the shine she was working into a pair of lovely handcrafted shoes and she muttered angrily to herself about the mishap as she started over. “David, my friend, I think you’ve rather rattled your pet.” And the gentleman pointed at the obvious flaw in the polishing job that Ava was hurriedly trying to repair. And then David said her name. Only once, but she knew she was in trouble. “Finish up properly this time and then bring the strap.” She gulped and wondered if he would spank her in front of all these people and she feared that was to be the case.

“Gather round gentlemen and I’ll show you just how good she is for me and perhaps will be for all of you as well.” Ava heard this and blushed hotly as she returned carrying the leather strap reverently in both hands. She knelt, head down, ass up, her knees pressed tightly together hoping that would afford her some some semblance of modesty in front of all these men. And David brought the strap down. Once. Twice. A total of ten times he hit her and by the end she was thanking him for it. Every man in the room wanted a turn with her (as if they hadn’t already) and David whispered to her that if she wished to please him further she would be a good little slut and let the men in the room, none of whom she knew, fuck her, come on her, and treat her like the dirty girl he knew she was. His words only made her moan as she nodded her assent.


A Spanking, a Special Treat, and a Surprise

Christina smiled at the man kneeling at her feet as he licked and worshipped her boots. Later he would polish them to a shine, but right now he was almost making love to the leather just the way she liked. He alternately between one boot and the other occasionally glancing up at her, his Mistress, to see if she was pleased. Each time she rewarded him with a small smile and he redoubled his efforts to stay within her good graces.

After sometime she bade him rise and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips, very chaste, and she could taste the leather on skin, smell it. She loved the smell of the leather and it turned her on. But this wasn’t all about her. She wanted to please her Pet as much as he wanted to please her. “Are you ready for your regular spanking?” “Yes Mistress I am.” “Alright then, over you go.” And he found himself kneeling on the spanking bench with his legs together and ass high in the air, all the better for Mistress to reach him. He looked over his shoulder at her, grinned cheekily and wiggled his bare behind for her. She laughed and smacked his ass with a practiced hand. “None of that or you’ll get it the bad way and not the good way.” He nodded and apologized to her before returning her gaze straight ahead into the mirror.

She donned a pair of leather gloves and ran them gently across his ass and the backs of his thighs. The sensation of just that felt so good to him that he wanted to moan. He knew by the time his spanking was over, he’d be rock hard and wishing for release, but Mistress forbade it probably eight times out of ten and he was left to suffer. Perhaps today she would be lenient. Suddenly the first real smack across his ass landed and he jumped a bit, startled back to reality by the sting of it. Mistress smiled at him in the mirror. “Pay attention. And count now.”

He nodded and resumed his focus, staring into the mirror so he could watch the goddess of his life work her magic. And he counted the slaps one by one until they reached 50. His ass was a brilliant red, his cock was rock hard, and this was only the beginning. Mistress reached for a flogger and trailed it down his back and across his ass. “Should it be a gentle flogging today, Dearest? Or perhaps a good hard paddling, what do you think. “Whatever your whim is Mistress I will follow.” She laughed then a happy sound; “Such a good boy for me. And since you’ve been so good I’m going to give you a little treat later.”

But first the flogger came down against his ass followed by a smack of the paddle she held in her other hand. She alternated strokes and alternated sides until his ass was starting to bruise just a bit and she smirked, knowing this would be a spanking he’d remember. She ran her hands gently over his ass once more and squeezed gently, just so she could watch him squirm for her. “are you ready for your treat my Pet?” He nodded excitedly, “yes Mistress.” She gave him a wicked grin at that and suddenly he was a bit nervous, his collar chafing slightly at his dry throat. “Stand up then. And lean against the wall.”

He did as she said with alacrity and waited, his head bowed. She looked him over from head to toe, admiring his body with all its imperfections. He wasn’t a rock hard Apollo type, but he was hers just the same and she adored him in her own way. Walking over to him she lifted his head and gave him another kiss, this one far less chaste than before. He moaned into her mouth, enjoying the feeling of having her so close he could smell the leather she wore, enjoying the soft feel of her lips against his. And she leaned in her body pinning his to the wall. She ground her hips into his cock and pulled away smiling. “Is that all for me?” He nodded slowly, not quite trusting his voice and she gave him a gentle smile. “Well then, I suppose I should make good use of it.” And she dropped to her knees wrapping her lips around his thick veiny cock and sucked and licked and slurped for all she was worth. Her tongue laved his balls before tracing a path up his dick and back to the head where she sucked lightly, hollowing her pretty cheeks as she applied more force. His hips wanted to buck and force his cock down her throat, but that wasn’t allowed. He gently rested one hand on her head, not pushing her or trying to force her, simply enjoying the feelings of her mouth on his cock and his finger against her soft hair.

Christina teased him with lips and teeth and tongue and then pulled away. “You ready aren’t you? I can tell. Should I let you come today, my good boy?” Oh mistress, please, please let me come for you. I’d like nothing more than to please you.” She smiled at his words and plunged her head onto his cock sucking him deep into her throat and swallowing rapidly, before pulling back as she felt his body tense. He looked down at her and she nodded. His hips began to buck against her face as he was suddenly fucking her, fisting his fingers into her hair and holding her still for his pleasure. Within moments, he threw his head back against the wall with a groan and she could taste the hot saltiness of him come on her tongue. She swallowed and swallowed again as it just seemed to keep pouring out of him. Finally as his orgasm end she gently sucked and licked him clean and stood up. He pulled her into his arms and whispered softly, “Such a good girl for Sir, being willing to try something new for me. But next time, its my turn, darling.”