"We have to take these little opportunities as they present themselves," I growled in her ear when I was satisfied with the color.
"Yes, Master," she said, as she laid her head on my chest and I stroked her hair.
We entered the shower soon after. As she applied conditioner to her hair, I wrapped one arm around her waist, supported her with one leg, then found her clit with my other hand. I fingered her rapidly, letting her feel my hot breath on her neck as I brought her to orgasm.
"Master, may I cum?" she pleaded.
"Yes, little whore. Cum for me." She nearly collapsed when it hit her, knees bent, mouth parted, unable to stay steady on her own. I was there for her, though; she would not fall with me holding her.
We finished our shower, went about our day, then wound up on the couch watching a movie. She laid against my left side, and I rubbed her breasts, as I usually do...but I slid my left hand into her pants, fingering her again. I got my fingers wet with her juices, which I brought to her lips. She sucked at them greedily. I pulled my fingers out of her mouth and wiped her saliva on her face. She loves the degradation. I went back to fingering her, repeating the ritual, breaking it only by covering her mouth and nose with my hand and cutting off her breath.
The first time, she took awhile to panic. During her panic reaction, she reached back to grab my right arm. I seized her wrist and held the arm across my lap--it's always impossible for her to resist with only one arm free, but I love to see her try. She tapped out, and I released her mouth and nose, but held onto her wrist. She looked incredibly sexy, one breast showing, her full abdomen, down to the upper region of her labia. Holding her there made me so hot.
I fingered her to orgasm once, then cut off her breath a second time. She tried to pull my right hand off of her wrist, but it was in vain. She had no chance. She tapped out again. I fingered her again, but this time, I refused to let her orgasm.
"Master, may I please cum? Please? Please let me cum. Please?" She begged. Fuck, it's so hot when she begs. She sounds so submissive and utterly feminine and sexy when she begs. My cock hardened against my jeans--I'm sure she felt against her arm.
"No, not yet," I replied, and went back to cutting of her breath. This time, when she tried to pull my hand off her wrist, I grabbed it and put it together with her other arm--and almost lost the first arm in the process. I managed to gain control over both, and now she was completely unable to put up a fight.
I allowed her to breath again, then went back to fingering her. She began to beg, "Master, will you fuck me? Please, Master. Please?"
"I will if I feel like it, little slut. But you can keep begging."
"Master, please treat me like the little whore I am. Please use my pussy. Fuck me, please, Master. Please...oh, please let me cum. Please? Please!" She was so close. I took my finger away from her clit.
"No, not yet, little whore. Not yet." I cut off her breath again, savored her reaction, watching her sexy body writhe as she struggled to breathe. I released her and fingered her again. She begged some more...and it was time. I had to fuck her.
We went back to the bedroom. I pushed her down on the bed. She didn't stay in place--she was looking to escape. She continued to resist as I undressed her. I nearly ripped of her shirt while I was stripping her. I had her naked, and I went down on her freshly-shaven pussy. It wasn't long before she was begging me for permission to cum.
Again, I refused.
I bit her on the belly, I bit her tits...she writhed and struggled to get away, but I kept biting. I got the belt, I wrapped it around her arms, held them in place, and went down on her again. This time, I let her cum. Her orgasm was so intense. Her backed arched, her lips parted, her breath caught, and she didn't breathe or moan again until the most intense moments passed.
She was so wet, I slid my cock right into her.
"I'm going to take my time, little slut, and enjoy using your body and making you suffer." I grabbed her hair in two handfuls and yanked on it with each thrust. She was nearly in tears, but no safe phrase escaped her lips. She managed to get the belt off of her arms, but I put it around her neck instead, and I used it to choke her while I thrust harder. I loosened it some, enjoying the look of it around her throat, then took the end and slapped her cheek with it. Carefully. So carefully. I didn't want to catch her eye or anything else--just her cheek.
She asked permission to cum, but I didn't quite understand her, and asking her to repeat herself lost the moment...but I pulled out and fingered her roughly till she begged to cum instead. I turned her over and began to fuck her wet little cunt from behind, grabbing her wrists and pulling her arms up behind her. It forced her face into the mattress, which I'm sure made her feel degraded. I grabbed an ass cheek, wrapped my leg firmly around her thigh, and used the leverage to thrust into her harder.
"Master, would you fuck me in the ass? Please?" We hadn't done anal in awhile, actually, so I had her lay flat on the bed, and with her natural lubricant coating my cock, I entered her tight little ass easily. I hooked an arm and grabbed her hair, then thrust rapidly, savagely. She loves a good anal fuck.
Sweaty, tired, I rolled off of her, laid next to her awhile, stroked her hair, told her how much I loved her, then went and took a shower.
The next morning, the power went out at 5:30. I ended up getting up and staying up, but the alarm was set to go off at 8:30. I thought I'd wake her up in a different way. I went into the room, threw the blanket off of her, dragged her by her legs to the edge of the bed, pushed them up, then thrust against her. I fucked her for a bit, but she said she had to use the bathroom. I let her go, and when she came back, I directed her to suck my cock, which was coated her her wetness.
She went down on me, and I wrapped a leg around her. I used my leg to set her pace, force her down, making her take my cock into her throat. It wasn't long before I came into her throat. I laid next to her again for a bit, caressing her soft skin..