Bite…

It was a last minute session…He called me as i had just finished a painting job. He told me He would be there around 12:30, to be ready. i got home and quickly got cleaned up, showered and shaved. i grabbed the Hitachi and went to our room. i arrived with about ten spare minutes, i debated for a few seconds, whether or not i had time to get into my corset. He had made a comment the last time we were together about missing seeing me in it…so i thought i would surprise Him. i wrestled myself into the corset, tightening it a little, then giving it time to warm and mold to my body, before tightening it just a bit more. As i pressed my forehead to the floor, i realized how much i missed wearing it too.

The garage door opened, He was right on time, as usual. i heard Him on the stairs…waiting for Him to open the door…i relaxed into my position. He closed the door behind Him, locking it. He walked over to me, walked around me, stopping just beside me, He reached down and pulled me to my feet. With a hand on either side of my head, He tilted my face up to His…kissing me hard on the mouth, biting my lip, before He released His grip on my hair. He turned me around to face the window and locked my collar on. He asked “did you read my mind? I was going to tell you to wear your corset, but i forgot.”

Standing in front of Him, my hands behind my back, clasped together…He pressed Himself against me, telling me to feel what i do to Him. He pressed Himself into my open hand, i felt Him…hard in my hand. He bite my earlobe…hard enough to make me squeak at the sudden sharp pain. Reaching down, He swiped a finger over my slit…asking “you are soaked, is that for me?” answering Him back with a “Yes, Sir…always” as He growled in my ear.

He pushed me to the cross…pushing my forehead against the wood. He locked on my cuffs and clipped my ankles to the cross…my hands holding on to the cross bar…as He told me not to move them. Reaching around in front of me, pressed tightly against my back, He pinched my nipples hard…twisting them between His fingers. He asked me if i was ready to be hurt… “yes, Sir” i said whispering as He pulled a little more on my nipples, before letting them go.

He walked over to the table and picked up the Hitachi. Pressing it against my cunt, on high…He told me i had to ask to cum. He moved it around a little, finding a more sensitive spot…and waited for me to beg. The first time i asked to cum, He quickly said “NO! Not now…hold it.” He pulled the Hitachi away and picked up the crop. He cropped my ass a few times, hard…then went back to the Hitachi. i begged to cum, His answer was still the same “NO!” i held it back as best i could, until i could feel my legs quiver…and He finally allowed me to cum. warning me to keep my feet flat and my forehead pressed to the cross.

He stood behind me again, pressing Himself against my back, pinching my nipples again…before putting clamps on them. He pressed His lips to my ear…telling me about the new girl…that He has been talking with her on the phone, making plans to meet for coffee… “Soon” He said. i could feel the tears building behind my closed eyes…my chin quivered. He told me not to cry…that if i did the session would end now and He would leave. i fought back the tears…He asked me “what are you afraid of?” Reminding me that we had already done this…that i should be over my initial fears. i told Him “i am afraid of disappointing you in some way.” and the tears fell over my cheeks.

He laughed softly in my ear…still pressed firmly against me. He told me that He knows i won’t disappoint Him…that He will take it slow, with her…until i am ready. He said that every time He talks to me, about it, i get wet, my cunt twitches…that i can’t hide it from Him. He talked to me as He clipped my wrists to the cross…telling me how i came all over ms.p when she fisted me. He flicked to clamps on my nipples…causing me to suck in my breath. Pressed against me…He nibbled at the back of my neck…telling me how badly He just wanted to bite me. He turned my face to Him…as He bit my cheek, softly…growling as He did the same to the other cheek. “God, I just want to bite your face and mark you, so everyone can see what a slut you are.”

He stepped away from me, picking the ball gag up from it’s spot on the table. He buckled it on tightly, pushing it tightly into my mouth. He pulled the rope that was hanging on the cross…around my head, holding me firmly to the cross…telling me, that i was no longer being allowed to move my forehead from the cross. He cropped my ass again, harder than the last time, moving down the length of my thighs…it stung. He slapped my ass with His open hand…causing the heat to rise.

He continued to crop my ass, going over and over again, on the same spot…it hurt. i could feel a spot, i knew was going to bruise…He kept cropping me harder and harder. He stopped and bent on His knee behind me…licking the heated skin…grazing His teeth over the sensitive spots. i could feel the goose bumps rise…it hurt and felt so good, all at the same time. He picked up the Hitachi again, pressing it against my clit…i begged to cum almost immediately, so sensitive. He allowed me to cum… “again” He said, over and over. The orgasms running into each other…not slowing until He pulled the Hitachi away.

He stood off the the side of me, crop in His hand…He cropped my sore ass again…as i struggled with the gag in my mouth, choking on the accumulated saliva in my mouth. He told me to just let it fall out, to drool…i fought it, trying to suck it back, fighting with the gag. He asked “do you think you are too good to drool?” i shook my head “no” as i started to panic a little…i gagged on my spit, as it got stuck half way down and have staying my my mouth, threatening to spill over my lips.

Ignoring my discomfort, He continued cropping my ass and thighs…as i felt the saliva fall from my mouth, i gagged. The thought of drooling…of making more of a wet mess on the floor…was hard for me to wrap my head around…i fought it back again, trying to swallow it instead of letting it fall to the floor…knowing full well that was what He wanted…a drooling slut.

He untied my head and removed the gag…asking me, if i had enough. i said “yes, Sir” and He released me from the cross. leaving me there standing, holding on to the cross. He removed my cuffs and collar, then opened the futon. He laid a towel on the edge and helped me cross the room. He told me to lay back and get comfortable, with the pillows under my head.

He pushed my legs back as He licked my clit…He told me i no longer had to wait for permission to just cum, to just cum, when i felt it. It didn’t take long…still sensitive. He bit my clit, rolling His tongue over it, i came hard. He continued as i came…not stopping…waiting for me to cum again. He slapped my cunt hard…He slapped until i came again, over and over, not stopping, He told me to squirt for Him. He told me how nice and red my cunt was…as He licked again.

He picked the big dildo off the floor and fucked me with it. He started slowly and built up speed…until i was cumming hard, the dildo hitting my g-spot just right. He pressed the Hitachi to my clit and continue to fuck me with the dildo…i came hard, soaking the towel. He continued not slowing, until i was begging Him to stop, i needed a breather for a second. But, He continued, one orgasm…rolling not stopping…i could feel my stomach muscles tensing…not letting up. He asked if i had one more for Him…i said yes…He fucked me harder, until i came one more time…squirting…He finally stopped.

He stood up, getting Himself undressed…i asked if He had gotten condoms…and He pulled the box out of His back pocket…with a grin on His face. He climbed on the futon with me…giving me a few minutes to relax. He climbed on top of me, slowing penetrating me…it felt so good to have Him in me finally. i told Him how much better it is without the condom…how i love the feel of Him. But, it was the wrong time in my cycle to go bare.

He told me He didn’t think He would be able to hold off for long…to just cum and tell Him when i was about to. He fucked me hard and fast, i came a couple more times, waiting for Him to cum with me. He finally told me He was ready and i came with Him. We both collapsed on the mattress…exhausted…and sated, for the moment.

When i got home, i checked my ass in the mirror, i had a bruise the size of the inside of my hand…with a few smaller ones near it.  i rubbed my hand over it, smiling to myself…He very rarely marks me…and i love every single one.

~ by lc on July 7, 2009.