Watching the look of obedience in his eyes as he seeks my approval. And those words " yes mistress "
Crossing his quivering lips.
Sitting myself down on the bed as he closed the door behind us. I ushered him forward, he leant down and I whispered on your knees and take my shoes off.
He began to remove them and I stopped him. They could do with cleaning first, he leant down and started licking "good boy, you can remove them know".
My little toy proceeded to remove my boots, taking one off at a time.
I was wearing black tights and he kept staring, I lifted one leg running my toes against his check. He went crimson in a instant. "Do you want to rub my aching toes?" and before I had finished my sentence he was caressing my feet, kissing them and running his tongue over my toes.
His hands started to move up my thighs, I lay down flat on the bed as he moved up kissing every few inches
I could feel his breath on my flesh as he got higher up my thighs.
He pulled at my tights laddering them, I was starting to get wet and he could tell, he ripped at them with his teeth, I started to undo my blouse as his hand slipped inside my bra. He started squeezing my tit so I took a handful of his hair and pushed his head in between my legs. He took his tongue and started drumming faster and faster I moved my whole body so he could reach deeper. I wrapped my legs around his head as I felt myself climaxing he stopped and started sucking. The warmth dribbled down his face as I pulled him up. I had squirted all over his face.
He climbed up onto the bed lying next to me, I rolled over pining him to the bed. My hands holding his arms and my knee between his crotch bearing down on his cock.
"Fight for your freedom bitch" and as I said those words he got a mischievous glint in his eyes. Before I knew it he had flipped me and I was the one pinned. He slipped his hand under the pillow pulling out a cuff attached to the corner post. Securing me tightly, he repeated this on the other arm.
" okay, what do you intend to do with me?"to which he replied " any thing I want,miss".
He began by removing my clothes, first my blouse them my bra. He stopped got of the bed and went to the chest of draws,opening the second draw he pulled out a little red pen knife. Unfolding the blade he drew it across my stomach. I could fell the cold steel as he cut what was left of my tights and panties off. I instinctively pulled my legs together as he started to remove his trousers.
He stood at the bottom of the bed in nothing but his boxers. Bulging from his now enlarged cock ,he moved closer rubbing his cock against my feet. Feeling his hard throbbing cock excited me and I began rubbing into his groin with my feet. Removing his boxers with my toes so I could get to his balls.
He lent forward slipping his hands between my legs and spreading them as he climbed on top of me. The weight of his body rubbing against me as he moved towards my head. Grinding into me as he moved upwards. He leant down and ran his nose up my neck stopping to lick my ear. I moaned as he nibbled at my ear as he moved towards my lips.
He slipped two fingers inside me as he kissed me, working his fingers at the same pace as his tongue. I was begging for him to take me at this point, but still he refused to. I could feel his cock rubbing against my flesh dribbling pre cum all over my thighs and stomach.
"Your making a mess, clean it up now". He stopped sucking my tit and moved off,of me. Moving round so the his ass was facing me he moved back on top of me. He lent down and started licking me clean. "good boy, now just move a bit closer to me " he did as told. I took my tongue and ran it across the head of his cock. He moved closer knowing I wanted him to. I started sucking his cock and running my teeth along his shaft I was really going for it, bitting and sucking. I would've got my nails in on the action if I hadn't been tied down.
He had finished cleaning his mess up when he suddenly pulled away from me, not long after that I felt a warm trickle of cum run down my arm. "oh dear, clean it up" and he did. He knows how to treat me and that if he even tried to stick his cock in me I would brand him again. He has a lovely scar of a T on one ball. It's amazing what you can do with a pair of tweezers and a lighter. He at least knows not to upset me again. I guess that's why I'm called evilbitch.
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