The very first time I felt the sting of a crop across my ass I winced. The sting that it left was both painful and at the same time delicious. With each and every swat I found myself being lulled into a dream like state. The Master who was administering the strikes told me to just let go, float along, allow my body to enjoy the delicate balance between pain and pleasure.
I gave in as instructed. I began to moan with pleasure. I could hear Him behind me, His breathing changing every time the crop came in contact with my reddened flesh. There was no pain at that point, just pure pleasure. He pressed his fingers against my now aching pussy. He pulled at my pussy lips, stretching them down as far as he could pull. Just the simple fact that His fingers were so close to my cunt made me even wetter.
He asked me to Whom did I belong, I gasp out, “You.” He brought the crop down with more force. His voice low, guttural in tone, asking me once more to Whom did I belong. I almost shouted, “You!” He put the crop down to come and stand in front of me, He directed me to take His magnificent cock in my mouth. He pulled my head back, I want to beg for Him to bring me to orgasm but I knew that His needs were all that mattered.
I opened my mouth as He thrust his hips forward to shove His throbbing cock deep into my throat. He held it there as He told me to look up at Him. I was not to divert my eyes from His. He throat fucked me as my cunt dripped with pussy juice. It hungered for Him to tease it to release. He came in my mouth, stroking my face gently as He pulled his spent cock from my mouth. He told me that I had to wait a bit longer, He wasn’t done with O/our playtime yet.
I said, “Yes Sir.” He told me that I was a good girl and that He would be back shortly. I laid there aching for His touch as the pain returned to my tender ass, I winched as I rolled onto my back in the position that He always made me wait in. I reveled in the knowledge that I had pleased Him and that He had given me the ultimate gift of His cum.