To start, I have to thank everyone that has been e-mailing me. It is amazing to hear from people who enjoy what my Master and I have created here. And to those that thought about contacting me but haven't yet, I WILL respond. I have been ordered to do so!
Now, I know everyone wants to hear about last night.
From the moment my Master lets me know that he is coming over to visit, the excitement begins to build. This time I only had two days to wait for him. As soon as the text arrives communicating his intentions, I always smile and maybe even get a little wet.
Usually he will give me some idea of what to expect, but this time all he told me was to greet him at the door with no pants on as usual. This increased the nerves and excitement because I didn't know if I would receive pain or pleasure.
My day at work had taken a lot out of me, and I told him that I would potentially be very submissive. I was actually concerned that I would be too subdued and end up being almost robotic. I even had to rush to prepare for him when I came home. I showered, shaved, and barely 15 minutes after I finished drying my hair, he arrived.
He greeted me with a kiss that left me swaying a little. He didn't even touch me, just leaned in for that kiss and sent pleasure coursing through my body. Even as I tasted his lips, I could already almost taste what what coming next.
He ordered me to my knees and took out his cock for me. Without hesitation, I held onto his legs and hungrily took his cock into my mouth. The taste, the feel, it was something that I had craved since the last time I tasted it. I was only allowed a few moments with it, but I savored every inch I could get.
We then had our usual blissful calm before the storm time on the couch. It's odd to feel so comforted by someone that will eventually cause me pain, but I love just resting my head on him and letting my hand trail over his chest.
He said that he wants to start training me to be able to swallow cum. As he allowed me to start stroking his cock, I had to lick up every drop of precum or I would get punished. My Master precums a lot. As the first drop began to form, I felt a little apprehensive about taking it all rather than smearing it over his cock.
I leaned down and dragged my tongue across the head of his cock, spreading the sticky saltiness across my tongue before resting me head on his chest again. I didn't swallow right away, and I could already see a new drop forming. My eyes closed as I swallowed and went in for the second drop. There were no sensations of wanting to gag, and I took every drop without any issues.
After that, we went upstairs to my bedroom. I was focusing hard on asking permission and doing everything properly. That feeling went out the window when he had me take my shirt and panties off then fetch some restraints for my legs as well as the crop.
My thighs almost instantly clamped together at the thought of the crop being used between my legs. Everything there is so sensitive that the smallest strike can make me cry out.
I gave him the items and laid on the bed with my feet against the bars of the foot board. Cool air from the air conditioner flowed over my now exposed wet pussy. A sense of vulnerability filled me as my Master began to fasten my ankles to the bed. I'm always self conscious about my body, and I can usually keep myself curled up against his side where he doesn't really have to look at me. The urge was strong to close my legs and cover myself, but I couldn't move my legs more than just a little together.
Then I began to hear the click of the camera. I closed my eyes as though I could somehow block others from seeing me if I didn't see anything myself.
The first strike of the crop made me jerk. The second was a sharp hit on my inner thigh that made me cry out. He said his cock was about to start dripping, so he knelt on the bed and shoved his cock in my face. I lifted my head and gathered as much of the drop as I could, but some smeared across my face.
He then straddled my head and began rubbing his cock and balls across my face. I opened my mouth to lick and kiss him where I could, occasionally capturing him in my mouth. He leaned down and shoved his finger deep into my pussy while grinding his sack into my mouth.
All of my moans and cries were muffled around a mouth and face full of him. I occasionally turned my head to try and gasp in a breath, and then he would push his cock into my mouth. The cups of my bra were roughly jerked down as his hands began to slap, squeeze, pull, and twist. This was the only time I pulled my hands up in a reaction to the pain, but he shoved my wrists back down and twisted not just my nipples, but half of my breasts with his whole hand.
He climbed off of my face and left me gasping for a moment before lying down and ordering me to get on top of him. I hesitated for a moment, and he slapped me hard enough to make my ear ring. I blinked, slightly dazed and pushed myself up onto my hands and knees.
Given my size, I have never liked the idea of being on top. I have now done it a little bit, and I have been stretching a little bit each day to try and be able to actually ride. I still cannot really do it, but I swung my leg over him and started to guide him into me. That first push in spread me with a sharp pain and I cried out, trying to hold still while my pussy stretched around him. He gave me no time and pushed up into me fully.
It felt absolutely amazing to have him inside of me, each slide pulled at every nerve making me release tight breathy moans of pleasure. I leaned down over him and let him control the movements since I could not match his rhythm. His head lifted and began to suck hard on my breasts as his cock pushed in deep.
He then grabbed my hair and told me to get off of him and clean his cock. I never like the taste of myself, but I obediently climbed off and turned to his dick which was now covered with my own juices. I dove right in and wrapped my lips around him. The sharp tang of my own flavor hit me and I couldn't take a lot of him until he pushed my head down further.
I wasn't swallowing, and as I pulled off for a moment to catch my breath, a large mixture of saliva and pussy ran from my mouth and back down onto his cock. His groan and expression of pleasure at that sight encouraged me to finally really suck him. Holding myself up, I tightened my lips around his shaft, letting my tongue rub over his length with each pass until I began to lose myself in the motion and the sensation of him pushing deeper into my mouth.
There was only so long that I could go though. My jaw started to get sore, and my motions slowed to licks and slow sucks. He told me to get the lube.
I had been partially excited for this and partially afraid. There is a love/hate relationship that I have with anal because my Master enjoys it so much, but it is also painful and embarrassing for me. I can never be 100% sure how clean I am or how much it's going to hurt. I can only hope that he is lubed up enough.
He allowed me to apply the lube to his cock, and I slathered it on generously. When I put the bottle down and went to wipe off my hand, he grabbed me and bent me over the side of the bed. Tension gripped me and I immediately buried my face into the sheets while clenching them in my fists. This also meant that I was clenching my ass.
The head of his cock started to push between my cheeks and I tried to relax. I grunted as he pushed against me and the first stretching pain began to hit. I spread my legs further and tried to burrow myself into the bed. He pushed and I cried out into the mattress.
Finally he got in with a one hard push and a sigh. I griped the sheets tightly and slowly pushed myself up to meet him. Once he was actually inside of me, the pain lessened and I was able to relax around him. He began to move, filling my ass and stretching me wide.
He asked me if I liked it and made me say that I like being fucked in the ass. I held onto the bed and tried to continue to push back and meet him until finally he sighed with pleasure and gave a few more slow thrusts, filling my ass with cum.
After he pulled out, he squeezed out a few more drops and made me lick them from his fingers.
At the end of it all, it may not have been a lot, but I swallowed my Master's cum. ^_^
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