You stare down at these soft succulent pink pillows. Ones you delight in kissing. But that other side of you, oh that other side of Master has a deep dark craving to defile them. To force your fingers inside as I am kneeling and make me gag when you push near the back of my throat. Grinning when tears begin welling up in my big brown eyes, but I do not fight...I allow Master his pleasure.
"What a good little kitten....that's right relax your throat... ahhhh yess kitten suck on them"
Your eyes get darker. Lust shines in them. My juices begin to trail down my thighs in response. You reach down with your free hand and unzip your pants. At a painstakingly slow pace you pull out your erection. My eyes go round. You grin at the innocent wonder on my face. Slowly you pull your fingers out of my mouth. I gasp, finally able to breath. My small hand reaches forward only to be slapped away and I whimper in disappointment.
"Did I give you permission to touch?" I shake my head no. My eyes silently pleading to be allowed to. "Use your words kitten....let me hear what you want come out of that pretty pink mouth of yours."
"Master may I?" I plead
"Master may I what?" You grin in delight.
"Master may I touch?" My teeth sink into my lower lip as I bite to keep the moans in when you respond. "Yes you may but put your hands behind your back....Good girl! Now circle your fingers around your other wrist" I do as requested licking my lips in nervous excitement, my breaths coming out in short little pants.
The big bad wolf smiles down at me. Watching as these lips you own glisten prettily in the light. As they part and grow ever closer to your erection and desire burns in my eyes. At the first soft touch, and them slowly surrounding you a growl forms in your throat. You know that no other man will ever be allowed this delight. That this beautiful creature before you is your property. You wrap my hair around your hand and growl again, forcing yourself deeper into my mouth and throat. Using them selfishly for your pleasure. It does not matter if I can breath, if I can swallow, if it hurts. This mouth is Masters and you are going to make sure I never forget it.
