On the Wall (MdomF, bd, toys)

You press your hand to my stomach and guide me to back against the wall as your knee forces my legs wide. Your other hand goes under my skirt to my ass. It trails slowly forward along my pussy until it reaches my clit -- which you purposely avoid. Already I am wet down there. You lean in for a kiss...but instead whisper “Fucking Slut.”

With rope ready, you quickly bind my wrists, raise my arms overhead, and press down with your forearm as your knee grinds my pussy.

“You are my fucking slut, Mine”, you say, inches from my face, as your other hand squeezes a breast and administers a hard pinch to the nipple.

“Yes Sir, I am Yours, Sir.” I am so excited I can barely stand.

Knowing I will not move you leave my arms as they are, over my head, and order me to shut my eyes. You drop down and begin your torment... circling my clit with your fingers through my wet panties, but not touching it. You slowly peel off my wet panties to my ankles and I can feel your breath, hot on my screaming clit...but still you will not touch it. I hate you!

I hear movement, and then you raise my skirt to the waist as you move a hand to my ass then slide a finger inside. At the same time, I recognize a familiar sound -- the super-powered Extreme Vibrator. You barely touch it to my clit, then immediately back off. I moan loudly, and I think it delights you to put me in such agony!...

“You know what I want to hear - say it! “

"Yes Sir, May I have it please, Sir?”

“What was that again?”

“Please, Sir... Please will you give it to me.. I beg you, Sir.”

“That’s better, you whore. Now, what are you?”

“I’m a whore, Sir. Your whore.”

“Yes, you are, and never forget that”.

You touched the tip of the vibrator to my clit and left it there, as I practically screamed “Oh god. Oh God”

“Does my slut like that? Does she love what I give her?”

“Yes Sir. Yes. Oh god. Thank You, Sir!” You smiled, though you knew it was exactly what you would hear. You withdrew the vibrator, and waited for the next certain response.

“Sir, please may I have it, Sir?”

You stand and put your face inches from mine and say “You’re so demanding and greedy for being a dirty slut, aren’t you?”

”Yes Sir I am. Forgive me please; I am a dirty slut, Sir”

As I speak, you push two fingers into my dripping wet pussy and thrust deep and hard several times. "Dirty sluts want this too, don’t they?”

“Yes, Sir”

“That’s my dirty whore -- that’s my Good Girl”.

You know that those words - “my good girl”- always affect me, and involuntarily my lip begins to quiver slightly. You have seen this reaction before but are always a bit surprised at how true and real is my submission to you. While understanding that it is a complex game we play, it can also transcend into something above that; in the blood, the very soul. You possess the best qualities that a true Dom must have -- caring, responsibility, and affection.

“You’re always my Good Girl” you say, as you kiss me deeply. The tears are flowing now, but at the same time, I’m laughing as you touch my nose and wiggle it.

You stand back and simply take in what is yours. The grown woman of intelligence, with many sensibilities and talents, who has given herself totally to you in trust and affection. The reality of this has made your cock hard and huge, bringing more insistence to continuing this scene. You pick up the super-vibrator, buzzing idly all this time and quickly apply it to my clit, so that it comes as a surprise.

“Oh God Yes, Sir, thank You, Sir”

It is difficult to get the words out as I feel dizzy... Dizzy with desire to cum, but more the desire for you to fuck me.. The two desires now actually one and the same.

"On your knees, bitch!” you say as you quickly withdraw the toy.

Still I feel on the verge of cumming, with no stimulation.

"Yes, Sir. On my knees to you, Sir”, with no attempt to hide my smile.

You are smiling as well as you untie my hands so that they will be re-bound behind my back now. You then unzip to free that glorious part of you, huge and throbbing, aching for what is to come.

Without being told, I ask “Please Sir, may I have your cock, Sir?” “You’re a good slutty whore today.. Yes, you may”, as you guide it to my open, waiting mouth.

“Thank you Sir” comes out muffled, since my mouth is now full of cock.

“Aaaahhh.. Yes, take it deep, baby... Good whore”

But after a short time, you withdraw and order me to face the wall. I am confused; did I do something wrong?

“Walk backwards six steps on your knees, then stop”.

I do as instructed, then you say, “Face down -- Ass up, you whore”

“Yes, Sir!” and quickly obey... I am extremely excited.

“You’ve been a very good slut and the best whore today, and I recognize your efforts for me-- so now you may have your reward”.

"Oh thank You, Sir. I want to be the best-ever for you, always”

At the moment my last word is spoken, your throbbing cock slides hard and deep into my burning pussy, as I gasp. It is simply heaven, how good this feels!

“Because you have been exceptionally good today, I have saved my cum for your pussy, since that is your favourite my sweet little bunny...”

I cannot even speak now; I am overwhelmed with the moment. You slide it long and deep, then almost withdrawing, but holding your position so that I make a whining sound, begging for more.

"Please Sir, give all of it to me, I want it all, Please Sir!”

You know exactly how to tease and taunt me until I want to scream for it....

You assert your dominance with a powerful, deep thrust, which you hold, and I can feel the head of your cock twitching slightly inside me... Then you apply the vibrator tip to my clit, and I do scream, involuntarily.

"Oh my god, oh god! Thank You Sir. -- May I cum for you now, Sir? Please Sir?”

I can barely speak... You realize that denying me would be useless, since I have already started to tremble noticeably.

Your own release is so near, as you say “Yes, cum for me”...

Immediately it explodes as I call out for you, and this sends you over the cliff, shooting your hot load deep inside me as you arch your back in ecstasy. We cum together for what seems like an hour...

“That’s my Good Girl!”

“Thank you... Master”

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