Silvia hated being bent over like that.
Sure, she thought, I don't mind the stocks with the snug fit around the neck, almost pinching. And her hands rubbing against the wood as much as her neck. She just didn't like leaving her ass hanging out there.
Yes, Matt told her no one was going to walk into the dungeon area of The Club while they were there. But there was no telling what might happen. Plus this damn blindfold didn't help! Silvia shook her head as much she could with frustration, while she loosened up her legs by shaking one while standing on the other.
That is when she felt a hand caress her right ass cheek and then the left. That feeling disappeared when she felt fingers lightly brushing her inner thigh. Slowly up and down. Each stroke longer than the last. With the last upsweep, Silvia gasped as the fingers slid deep inside her pussy. Of course it wasn't a rough fit, as she started dripping from the first touch.
Silva worked her hips as much as she could, to take as much of the hand as she could inside her. She thought she could feel all four fingers in but was wanting it all!
"Please fist fuck me! PLEASE!", Silvia cried!
That was when the hand left her. Silvia felt the tears run down her face, as she heard footsteps walk around to the front of the stocks. Breath warmed her ear as Matt's voice spoke "You are a craven little cunt, aren't you?"
Silvia's head hung as low as it could in the stocks. "Yes, Sir. I am a craven little cunt. I'm sorry, Sir"
Again the warm breath was at her ear, she could almost feel his lips press against it.
"I'm not. Open your mouth, cunt"
Silva did as she was told. Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she could hear Matt walk around in front of her. She then reared her head back as much as she could in the stocks. Suddenly Silvia felt a hand in her hair, pinning the back of her head against the wood.
Then something pushed into her mouth. At the same time, her cheeks were covered in a thick subatance.
Something warm. Something creamy.
The word "Sugary" popped into her mind.
Bright light assaulted Silvia's eyes as the blindfold was torn away! She blinked two or three times for her to get what she was seeing into focus. That was when she saw the heart shaped cake with one piece missing, sitting on a table before the mirror running the full length of the wall. In that mirror, Silvia saw her own face covered in red frosting and bits of chocolate cake mixed in.
She also saw her Master smiling as broad as he could, while holding her head back.
"Happy Valentine's Day, cunt!"
