Slave is a bad girl
My slave
For slave, who is best when she is bad
Slave stands naked, feet comfortably apart so her legs don't touch.
Waiting.
I usually start sex with her standing up, so I can handle her all around. And so she is there.
Vulnerable. Waiting.
Coming from behind her, I slide one hand down and around to her belly, the other upward to the breast.
My handling is sure and firm.
I pull her closer and kiss the nape of her neck, and she has a sense of being taken by Me despite first offering herself. My handling is gentle, reverent. It is always how I begin sex and one of the best ways is to romance her.
She watches as I dominate her, turning to face her bending over a bit I smell and kiss her belly.
Now running My lips lightly over the downy hairs of her belly, a hand on her inner thigh, she is teased with the possibility that I will take all of her more thoroughly. I squeeze her thigh, reminding her of my presence, and begins to rub her leg.
I am attentive, feeling the tension in her body, deciding if she needs it kinky today.
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(Slave remembers:)
i had just told HER my fantasies, and it was our first time playing with them. Her finger slid slowly up and down the slit of my cunt, gliding over the glistening sheen my body exuded, tacitly accusing.
“It's not my fault “! i wanted to say. `It's not my fault!' Her look is disapproving. Stern.
"You are a bad girl, my pet. A very bad girl" She says. "You are wet." There will be punishment. Of course.
Rising from her position, Mistress Vera took me by the hand and sat on the futon, pulling me around and laying me over Her knee as for a spanking. But She did not spank me. Again She handled me, stroked me, relaxed me, aroused me, teased me. She moved my body, spreading my knees and raising my arms over my head, opening my body in all the ways a woman is supposed to keep private. Only when i am panting with desire does She check again for wetness.
A slow, terrible test. i know i am failing it even as She fondles my sex, Her fingers playing with me.
"Yes, a very bad girl." The stroking is terrible. Knees wide, vulnerable. Soft, light strokes, a teasing, orgasm producing stroke.
"Your cunt is wet."
i felt my shame that day. The first time i ever really felt it. i felt my shame with every stroke of my sex, and with every slap of Her hand. Not a hard slap. But it didn't have to be.
It was on my sex that She spanked me.
"Stay still for it, my pet."
And She would take Her hand off my sex. i learned that it would strike in moments, but i was paralyzed. i could only lay over Her knee and accept the humiliation.
Smack! Her hand tapped me and the soaking wet lips of my sex made a loud slapping sound despite the gentleness of the spanking.
"You are a bad girl. Your cunt is wet. You are a very bad girl."
She stroked me, expertly teasing my swollen clit, yet knowing when to go lower, preventing the orgasm. She spanked my cunt and slid up and down on it, reminding me of my shame. i knew i shouldn't moan. If i was pleasured it would surely be proof that i was bad.
But i could not withhold.
"Ohh." Her fingers teased. A quick slap elicited a gasp then another moan as i settled back down over Her knees.
"You little slut, enjoying your punishment." Mistress Vera said with just the right touch of derision. Yes, i felt my shame. And my orgasm was near.
-----
Mistress Vera knows. The almost imperceptible tremble that rolled through her when she first touched slave’s pussy is the sign. Taking her, Vera leads her to the futon and lays her over her knees, on her back. Pulling her legs up, Vera places slave’s right leg on top of the futon, behind her, and holds her left thigh open and back with her left hand. Within moments she is transformed from a bad girl caught with her cunt wet to the ultimate position of vulnerability.
She will be cunt spanked, she has no doubt of that. Her wetness is inches from of her face, glistening and aromatic. She looks at it. She can't hide it.
"Your cunt is wet, my slut. You should be ashamed."
And the stroking starts. Coaxing the clit to swell, then avoiding it. She knows from long experience with her spankings that there is always warning before being spanked. One hand holds her, the other pleasures her. Always it is the hand that pleasures that also punishes. There can not be punishment unless that hand leaves her sex...
Vera lifts her hand. Slave tenses slightly, knowing that she will be punished with her next touch.
"You are a bad girl. Your cunt is wet."
Slap! Vera’s hand stays on her, still for a few moments, then traces circles lightly, slowly, gauging how close to orgasm her lovely slave is.
Then levitates. "You are a bad girl."
Slap! Insistently it repeats. slave’s legs held open, her cunt out for Vera to see, smell, and punish, dirty, terrible words spoken to her. Words about her role in their sex and how a lady must act, and she is brought deeper and deeper into her helplessness until she is lost to the world and her mind is set to only one thing, serving her Mistress.
When finally slave is about to cum with or without further stimulation Vera jams her finger up her ass and lifts her hips as she moves her mouth to her clit. Vera’s lips and tongue press into the hot wetness of slave’s body, suckling the orgasm from her.
-----
`Oh God! i am lost! i am a bad girl! i'm naked! i'm wet! i've been caught! it's up my ass! i'm so ashamed!
"PLEASE Mistress Vera, PLEASE DON'T SPANK ME THERE!"
i am pushed over the edge and i cum with more power than ever before. For minutes i moan, squirm, and throb as Mistress Vera holds me, controlling my hips with my asshole, mouth following my squirming sex, slipping and sliding over it. Sensitivity now acute, further stimulation is painful. Desperate now for her to stop, i hold still and spread wide, keening softly. Vera knows. She feels me spread myself and she knows it is time.
She opens her mouth wide, lips forming a large O, and she holds this upon me, pleasantly stretching my sex as i throb untouched in her mouth.
Soon i remember that i've been bad, that she knows what i've done.
She will surely inspect me again soon, and what will i say? A trembling begins in the depths of my gut, growing with strength.
Submission now forgotten i draw my arms to my side as my hips buck faster and farther with every contraction. Her mouth is sliding on me again and i explode, screaming without concern. Her tongue orchestrates my gasps and screams...
-----
Again you spread. Your arms rise above your head, legs splay. You even tip your pelvis up to maximize My access. Just when you are terrified that I will continue, you hold yourself helpless to Me. A well trained woman. Again I understand, and hold you quietly in My mouth, waiting for your recovery. Your clit ejaculates it's nothingness into warm, moist air as My lips stretch you. We spend minutes like this as you calm.
The trembling begins again...
-----
i never knew it could be like this...
"Spread."
You open your body and wait.
Inspections are never hurried. First I check your grooming.
The shaved places. Under the arms. The lips of your pussy. Legs. Like a whore. My fingers approve of you. Everywhere they touch, they tease. I am there now, touching. Checking for wetness. My finger slides slowly up and down the slit of your cunt. I know.
It's time for your fucking and I strap the large dildo on, the double sided so My pleasure will be as great as yours.
Bent over My slutty pet, and with that command slave knows her little ass will be split open in a few seconds.
© Veramann0223@yahoo.com
For slave, who is best when she is bad
Slave stands naked, feet comfortably apart so her legs don't touch.
Waiting.
I usually start sex with her standing up, so I can handle her all around. And so she is there.
Vulnerable. Waiting.
Coming from behind her, I slide one hand down and around to her belly, the other upward to the breast.
My handling is sure and firm.
I pull her closer and kiss the nape of her neck, and she has a sense of being taken by Me despite first offering herself. My handling is gentle, reverent. It is always how I begin sex and one of the best ways is to romance her.
She watches as I dominate her, turning to face her bending over a bit I smell and kiss her belly.
Now running My lips lightly over the downy hairs of her belly, a hand on her inner thigh, she is teased with the possibility that I will take all of her more thoroughly. I squeeze her thigh, reminding her of my presence, and begins to rub her leg.
I am attentive, feeling the tension in her body, deciding if she needs it kinky today.
-----
(Slave remembers:)
i had just told HER my fantasies, and it was our first time playing with them. Her finger slid slowly up and down the slit of my cunt, gliding over the glistening sheen my body exuded, tacitly accusing.
“It's not my fault “! i wanted to say. `It's not my fault!' Her look is disapproving. Stern.
"You are a bad girl, my pet. A very bad girl" She says. "You are wet." There will be punishment. Of course.
Rising from her position, Mistress Vera took me by the hand and sat on the futon, pulling me around and laying me over Her knee as for a spanking. But She did not spank me. Again She handled me, stroked me, relaxed me, aroused me, teased me. She moved my body, spreading my knees and raising my arms over my head, opening my body in all the ways a woman is supposed to keep private. Only when i am panting with desire does She check again for wetness.
A slow, terrible test. i know i am failing it even as She fondles my sex, Her fingers playing with me.
"Yes, a very bad girl." The stroking is terrible. Knees wide, vulnerable. Soft, light strokes, a teasing, orgasm producing stroke.
"Your cunt is wet."
i felt my shame that day. The first time i ever really felt it. i felt my shame with every stroke of my sex, and with every slap of Her hand. Not a hard slap. But it didn't have to be.
It was on my sex that She spanked me.
"Stay still for it, my pet."
And She would take Her hand off my sex. i learned that it would strike in moments, but i was paralyzed. i could only lay over Her knee and accept the humiliation.
Smack! Her hand tapped me and the soaking wet lips of my sex made a loud slapping sound despite the gentleness of the spanking.
"You are a bad girl. Your cunt is wet. You are a very bad girl."
She stroked me, expertly teasing my swollen clit, yet knowing when to go lower, preventing the orgasm. She spanked my cunt and slid up and down on it, reminding me of my shame. i knew i shouldn't moan. If i was pleasured it would surely be proof that i was bad.
But i could not withhold.
"Ohh." Her fingers teased. A quick slap elicited a gasp then another moan as i settled back down over Her knees.
"You little slut, enjoying your punishment." Mistress Vera said with just the right touch of derision. Yes, i felt my shame. And my orgasm was near.
-----
Mistress Vera knows. The almost imperceptible tremble that rolled through her when she first touched slave’s pussy is the sign. Taking her, Vera leads her to the futon and lays her over her knees, on her back. Pulling her legs up, Vera places slave’s right leg on top of the futon, behind her, and holds her left thigh open and back with her left hand. Within moments she is transformed from a bad girl caught with her cunt wet to the ultimate position of vulnerability.
She will be cunt spanked, she has no doubt of that. Her wetness is inches from of her face, glistening and aromatic. She looks at it. She can't hide it.
"Your cunt is wet, my slut. You should be ashamed."
And the stroking starts. Coaxing the clit to swell, then avoiding it. She knows from long experience with her spankings that there is always warning before being spanked. One hand holds her, the other pleasures her. Always it is the hand that pleasures that also punishes. There can not be punishment unless that hand leaves her sex...
Vera lifts her hand. Slave tenses slightly, knowing that she will be punished with her next touch.
"You are a bad girl. Your cunt is wet."
Slap! Vera’s hand stays on her, still for a few moments, then traces circles lightly, slowly, gauging how close to orgasm her lovely slave is.
Then levitates. "You are a bad girl."
Slap! Insistently it repeats. slave’s legs held open, her cunt out for Vera to see, smell, and punish, dirty, terrible words spoken to her. Words about her role in their sex and how a lady must act, and she is brought deeper and deeper into her helplessness until she is lost to the world and her mind is set to only one thing, serving her Mistress.
When finally slave is about to cum with or without further stimulation Vera jams her finger up her ass and lifts her hips as she moves her mouth to her clit. Vera’s lips and tongue press into the hot wetness of slave’s body, suckling the orgasm from her.
-----
`Oh God! i am lost! i am a bad girl! i'm naked! i'm wet! i've been caught! it's up my ass! i'm so ashamed!
"PLEASE Mistress Vera, PLEASE DON'T SPANK ME THERE!"
i am pushed over the edge and i cum with more power than ever before. For minutes i moan, squirm, and throb as Mistress Vera holds me, controlling my hips with my asshole, mouth following my squirming sex, slipping and sliding over it. Sensitivity now acute, further stimulation is painful. Desperate now for her to stop, i hold still and spread wide, keening softly. Vera knows. She feels me spread myself and she knows it is time.
She opens her mouth wide, lips forming a large O, and she holds this upon me, pleasantly stretching my sex as i throb untouched in her mouth.
Soon i remember that i've been bad, that she knows what i've done.
She will surely inspect me again soon, and what will i say? A trembling begins in the depths of my gut, growing with strength.
Submission now forgotten i draw my arms to my side as my hips buck faster and farther with every contraction. Her mouth is sliding on me again and i explode, screaming without concern. Her tongue orchestrates my gasps and screams...
-----
Again you spread. Your arms rise above your head, legs splay. You even tip your pelvis up to maximize My access. Just when you are terrified that I will continue, you hold yourself helpless to Me. A well trained woman. Again I understand, and hold you quietly in My mouth, waiting for your recovery. Your clit ejaculates it's nothingness into warm, moist air as My lips stretch you. We spend minutes like this as you calm.
The trembling begins again...
-----
i never knew it could be like this...
"Spread."
You open your body and wait.
Inspections are never hurried. First I check your grooming.
The shaved places. Under the arms. The lips of your pussy. Legs. Like a whore. My fingers approve of you. Everywhere they touch, they tease. I am there now, touching. Checking for wetness. My finger slides slowly up and down the slit of your cunt. I know.
It's time for your fucking and I strap the large dildo on, the double sided so My pleasure will be as great as yours.
Bent over My slutty pet, and with that command slave knows her little ass will be split open in a few seconds.
© Veramann0223@yahoo.com
11 年 前