The Depths of Darkness

Fuck...

I waited as long as I could, but goddamn it's been such a stressful week. I just need to relieve some of this tension. After taking a hot shower I toss on nothing but one of my Master's shirts that barely cover my parts and leaves half of my ass showing, then jump into the clean sheets of our bed. I slowly run my hand under the shirt and up my body from my stomach to my throat, grazing my breasts and giving my them a slight squeeze as I make my way up. I love gripping my throat and imagining its' my Master's hand instead. Fuck, I love when he chokes me. Just the thought of it makes me wet and I rub my thighs together in anticipation. Ugh! Why does he have to be away right now? While keeping my left hand placed firmly on my throat I allow my right hand to explore my body. Pinching my nipple and giving it a nice twist that makes a small yelp escape my lips. I then give it a nice flick and watch my breast perk up before exploring more. Grazing the curves of my v-line with my middle-finger with a touch so soft it gives my goosebumps, my hand finally makes it to my thighs where I try my best not to touch my lips yet. I love teasing myself, It makes my core heat up and makes my orgasm even better. I run my fingers up and down my thighs and all around, getting closer and closer but never touching. My breathing picks up telling me that my body can't take waiting any longer and I need that sensation. I stick my middle-finger in my mouth and moan like the horny slut I am. I haven't even touched myself and I'm getting off. I waste no time finding my clit and pushing it in a circle. It feels better when I go in a clockwise direction and add pressure on the left slide. After a few laps I massage my lips, getting ready for more. I bring my fingers back to my mouth and give them a big, long wet lick and shove them in my entrance. All. Three. Of. Them. I couldn't wait. I wanted all of them right this instant. They still aren't as wide as my Master's cock. Shit, not even two of his fingers, but it will have to do for now. I pump my fingers in and out of my soaking pussy and curl my fingers up as I pull them out each time. I arch my back and choke myself hard as I think about his cock pumping into me, stretching my hole and calling me his beautiful slut and telling me how fucking tight I am. Before I even realize it I moving my hips are fucking my fingers and I get close to the edge. I just imagine his hot moans and grunting has if he was fucking me hard and getting close. I love hearing when he tells me he's about to cum. I feel my clit heating up and start pulsing and my entrance starts contracting at the same time as I coat my fingers in cum. I can't help but scream out my Master's name as I orgasm. My legs finally stop twitching as I come down from my high and my back lowers into the bed. When I pull my fingers out they are soaked in my sweetness and pruned. I clean them up and take a big inhale as I calm and catch the scent of my Master on his shirt. My eyes can't help but get heavy at the calm that washes over me. I miss him so much.

Continued ... 

[Three hours later]

The anticipation is fucking killing me. Nothing is worse than knowing I am about to be punished and there's nothing I can do about it. I learned that the hard way too. I take a steamy hot shower as I prepare myself how he likes. Clean, prepped, and ready. I check the time to see how much longer I have until his arrival before wiping the condensation off the mirror. I let my blonde hair flow down to my midback taking it out of my clip. I brush it out before putting it in a neat low braid. It's not my favorite but I agree that it's convenient. I stare at myself in the mirror a moment, preparing myself for what's about to happen. I unwrap the towel and let it fall to the ground. Taking one last look to make sure everything is to his liking and put the towel away. He doesn't like messes. I walk to the playroom door and take a deep breath before opening and walking in. The cool air hits my bare skin, and my nipples instantly harden and goosebumps form. I close the door behind me and walk in front of the bed and turning around to kneel facing the door. I go over position three in my head. Kneel. No crossed feet. Braid. Palms face up on thighs. Looking down. I remember that one most of all. The punishment I got for looking without permission flashes through my mind, but I quickly shake it off and calm myself for the right mindset.

Click. I hear the front door unlock and open, shortly closing after, signaling my Dom is finally home. A spark of fear shoots down my spine and I straighten. I can hear every footstep as he grows closer to the door. His shadow looming underneath the door indicating he was right there, and the handle slow begins to turn. Then he enters closing the door behind him. He takes off his navy suit jacket and hangs it on the coat hook. God, I love that color on him. He undoes his cufflinks and starts rolling up his sleeves. One after the other not saying a single word. He then undoes the top two buttons of his collared shirt, just enough to show skin, as he walked up to me. Looking at me. Taking in the sight of my naked body kneeling in front of him. He sighs and then walks to the armoire opening it up. Oh no. He grabs the crop, opens the top draw, and pulls out the leather restraints. He makes his way back over and tosses the restraints on the bed before standing directly in my path. Using the crop, he lifts my chin up.

"Look at me" he demands. I slowly make my way up to meet his eyes. "Why do you make me do this to you?" He drags the crop down my breast, circling my nipples. "Do you enjoy this?" He asks but I know better than to speak without permission. He walks behind me dragging the crop along my body as he does, before giving me a quick smack on the side of my thigh. Ziiiipp. "Turn around he demands," and I do as told. When I turn around I come to face with his hard cock staring at me. He sits on the bed and learns back. "Come" he orders and I crawl to him. Then suddenly he has a fistful of my hair, "Suck." My eyes glimmer with excitement and fear. I lick my lips and slowly bring them down. His tip parts my lips and then my tongue and lips slide down the length of him. I look into his eyes before coming up and letting my spit drip down on to him before he re-enters my mouths. I begin to pick up speed, flicking my tongue with the motion. He starts enjoying himself. I can tell. His grip in my hair tightens and he begins pushing my head further. He hits the back of my throat with every thrust almost making me gag a little. I hear a small gruntly moan as he begins fucking my mouth, faster than before and I am no longer in control of the speed. My eyes start watering as he goes deep down my throat, being more than I can take, but he doesn't let up. My pussy starts throbbing. I can feel the wetness starting to drip down my thigh. He's close. I can feel him thickening in my throat. Heating up right before the release. He suddenly starts smacking my ass with the crop, his way of telling me I better make it good. On the fourth smack I suction my lips around his shaft and press my tongue to his tip. He throws his head back and squeezes my hair hard and making sure I can't come up for air. He fills my mouth and coats my throat. Finally, he pulls my head back to see the mess I've made on his dick and then the watery mess my tears made before slapping my face. "You've done better."

To Be Continued ...

Of course, I couldn't resist myself. It's so soft and silky. Craving for any sensation. What did he expect when he teased me all day while he was at work? He knows I get lonely being home alone. All because he was bored and finds pleasure in my agony. Now, I pay the price? Ugh!! It's no fair though. It's all his fault after all.

[20 minutes earlier]

"Hello" I answer slightly panting.

"You better be panting because you were working out, Princess" he responds sternly.

"Sir!" I say shocked by who was on the other end, feeling completely stupid that I didn't check before answering. "I was jus-"

"Because when I just checked the cameras it almost seemed like you were playing with my things."

"I-"

"And I KNOW that's not the case because my pet knows better than to be playing with my things without permission, doesn't she?" 

"Yes" I reply quietly.

"Manners! I trained you better than that" he says sternly.

"Yes, Sir" I correct myself.

"Now, answer me. Did you or did you not fuck that little pussy of mine?"

"You've been teasing me all day and you won't be home for hours so-" I try to speak quickly but he still manages to cut me off.

"Pet! You best answer me, right. the. fuck. now." He always sounds scary when he spaces words out like that.

"Yes, Sir."

"Yes, Sir what?"

"Yes, Sir. I played with your things without permission."

"Did you cum?"

I gulp before answering "...yes" faintly.

"Fucking slut. You played with that pussy and came without permission. You know what this means." I can hear the disappointment in his voice.

"Punishment."

"Position 3" he says harshly before hanging up, sending shivers down my spine.

To Be Continued ...