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From: "Lee Marks" <brotherleelove@msn.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} The Return (M/dom, f/sub, Bondage, Oral, Anal, Teen, Master/slave)
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Please consider the enclosed story for submission.  I'm not sure if I'm
doing this properly, but here it is.  I don't know if you categorize it for
your search engine or leave that up to me, but here are some suggested
categories for it: M/dom, f/sub, Bondage, Oral, Anal, Teen, Master/slave

   Brotherleelove



   I'm 58.  A couple of years ago, in a chatroom, I met a17-year-old
hispanic girl who lives in Los Angeles.  We became well-acquainted over the
course of a year without once ever discussing sex.  Then one day it all
began.  She opened up to me that she was a virgin and our discussions
progressed from there to us having cyber-sex sessions with the emphasis on
Dominance/submission with me as her Master.  When she graduated from high
school she enrolled in a college near me, and we started exploring a
Mdom/fsub relationship that developed beautifully over that school year
until she had to go home for the summer, much to my frustration.  The
following is what transpired upon her return.







   THE RETURN

   I've been patient, under silent protest, waiting for your return from
Los Angeles.  There was no way to avoid the separation, seeing as how you
are still so financially dependent on your parents.  If I'd had my way you
would have stayed in Eugene, working for the summer and attending to my
pleasure when summoned.  Now that you've returned I've agreed to give you a
few days to get settled in your new residence before bringing you back to
my house to pick up where we left off.  That time is now here.  The
doorbell rings and I know it's you.

   When I open the door I'm greeted with the sexy sight of you dressed in a
slutty short miniskirt and a blouse with no bra.  Your nipples are hard. 
Your shy smile and slightly downcast eyes hesitantly and wordlessly
question me, hoping for an invitation to enter.

   I unlatch the screen door, smile and say, "Welcome home.  Come in."

   I'm wondering if you've truly adjusted your behavior to embrace The
Rules more completely than before.  You don't disappoint me.  As soon as
you enter and I've closed the door behind you I turn around and find that
you're already down on your knees in front of me.

   "Master, it's so good to be back here.  Not a day has gone by that I
haven't thought about you and how much I've missed you and missed being
your Little Fuck Toy.  I haven't stopped thinking about this moment since I
got up this morning.  What can I do for you?" You venture a fleeting glance
up into my eyes.  "I'd love to suck your cock if you'll let me.  I can't
wait to feel your hardness in my mouth again.  I want to feel your soft
balls in the palm of my hand, I want to know your smell again.  Master, let
me satisfy you in whatever way you say.  Control me, make me yours again.
Cum in my mouth, I want to taste you again after so long.  Do you want to
play with my pussy?  I'm already nice and wet for you, look!"

   With that you turn over on your hands and knees, your head to the floor
facing away from me, and hike up your skirt, spread your legs apart and
show me that you're not wearing any panties and that you are, in fact, very
wet with anticipation.

   "Fuck me, Master!  Pound my pussy, cum inside me.  Or if you want to
fuck my ass instead I would love that too!  Stuff your hard cock in me,
Master.  My body is yours to do with as you wish, so let me please you,
just tell me what you want and I'll do it here and now."

   Your eagerness does not escape my notice.  I smile as I reach down to
caress your smooth ass cheeks.  You jump at my first touch as if shocked by
electricity, whimper, then slowly and sensuously sway your ass back and
forth in counterpoint to my hand.  My cock is getting harder by the second.
How I've missed this sweet ass.  I reach between your legs and run my hand
into your wet slit, my fingers squeezing your exposed pussy lips and
rubbing your engorged clit.  I'm getting excited hearing your soft moans as
my touch awakens your lust.

   "My, my, you are eager, aren't you?  Well, not to worry, you'll get your
wish today and then some.  But for right now come over to the sofa and suck
me for awhile."

   "Yes, Master, thank you.  I love sucking your cock." You follow me to
the sofa on your hands and knees.  I remain standing.  "May I take your
pants off, Master?"

   "That's a very good idea, but take off your top first." You quickly
unbutton your blouse, cast it aside then remain quietly waiting.  The first
sight of your firm young breasts after so many weeks is too enticing to
ignore.  I indulge myself, squeezing and rubbing them, paying close
attention to the nipples.  Your eyes are closed in rapture as I fondle
them. After a minute or so I stop, and you pull off my shoes and unzip my
jeans, then slowly slide them down my thighs.  By now I'm rock hard.  My
cock springs free to stand at attention with a small drop of pre-cum oozing
from the little hole at the tip of its swollen purple head.  As I step out
of my pants you firmly grasp my shaft in your hand and move closer so that
your face is right in front of it.  The intensity of your desire is
wonderfully erotic.  You bury your nose in my groin and breathe deeply,
savoring the intoxicating musk of my maleness.  You squeeze me and pull
once just as your tongue sensuously snakes out to catch the generous drip
before it falls to the floor, then it slips back into your mouth so you can
savor your prize.

   "Mmmmmm, Master, you taste wonderful.  I can't tell you how many times
lately I've imagined myself doing this.  Being away from you for so long is
not a good thing!  I need to suck you right now!  May I please?  Will you
sit and get comfortable?"

   I smile.  Well, who am I to argue?  I sit back and relax, my legs spread
wide as you position yourself on your knees in front of me with my now
throbbing cock in your hand and your hot breath driving me crazy.  Your
slippery-wet mouth slowly devours my waiting shaft.  From my vantage point
I can watch your head bob up and down when you swallow my hardon, and I can
feel the added sensations of subtle vibration as you moan with your own
long-anticipated delight.

   "Oh, god, that feels fantastic.  You suck my cock so good, you know just
what to do.  You are too amazing for words, Little One, don't stop." With
that you redouble your efforts to please me, taking me in all the way until
your face is buried in my crotch and I'm stuffed down your throat, then
almost all the way out again.  In and out, over and over.  It never ceases
to amaze me just how complete this makes me feel, to be connected to you
this way, to be plugged in to you.  Your other hand reaches down to gently
cup and fondle my balls, adding to my overall sensations of pleasure.  Soon
I'm lost in my own weightless world of carnal delight.

   Suddenly I'm aware of the pressure building, I'm getting ready to cum.
But I'm not ready yet, I want to sustain this pleasure for as long as
possible.

   "Unh, stop," I croak, "I'm gonna cum if you don't." You just giggle and
continue with renewed effort, bringing me closer and closer to shooting my
load down your throat.

   "Stop, slut!  When I tell you to do something you do it!  Understand? 
You are here to please me, and I expect you to obey." I grab you by your
hair and forcefully pull your mouth off my cock with a 'pop'.

   You realize what a mistake you've made and say contritely, "Please
forgive me Master, I was so caught up in the moment that I just couldn't
help myself."

   "That's no excuse.  You disobeyed me and now I must discipline you as a
reminder of your role when you're in this house.  Come with me." I rise and
begin walking toward the back room.

   You start to stand up.  "Crawl, slut.  I didn't give you permission to
walk.  Get your ass in here.  Now!"

   "Yes, Master." My toy follows close behind me.

   You enter the back room knowing you have disappointed me, and nervous
about what I might do to you.  You don't have long to find out, as I grab
you by the hair and pull you up on the bed and push you down on your
stomach.

   "Put your hands behind your head."

   I fasten restraints to your collar then put them around your wrists, and
put the collar around your neck.  I attach your ankles to the spreader bar
so you can't close your legs.  Now you're immobilized on the bed and I can
begin your punishment.

   I flip your skirt up out of the way.  You flinch.  I think you're
starting to get the idea.

   "Why are you here?"

   "To please you, Master," you plead hopefully, "I'm sorry I disobeyed.  I
promise not to do it again."

   "You're right, you won't!" SMACK!!  my hand comed down across your ass
cheeks with the full force of my passsion.  Smack!  Smack!  Smack!

   "Owww, oh, stop Master, Oww it hurts!  No!" Your cries fall on deaf
ears, I'm determined to teach you a lesson.

   "Oh, now you're telling me to stop, are you?  You're telling me no?! 
Who is the Master here, and who is the Sub?  Have you forgotten already?"
SMACK, SMACK!!

   "Oww!  Yes, Master, I did forget for a moment.  Thank you for reminding
me.  Oww!  Thank you, Master.  Oww!  I won't forget again, I promise!  Oww!
Thank you, Master!"

   Your tears are flowing and your butt is taking a serious hiding.  I
continue with your punishment a few smacks more, then finally let up so you
can begin to calm down.

   "Stay right there, don't move.  I'll be right back."

   "Yes, Master," you sob.

   I go get my box of toys and bring it back into the room.  Out comes the
lube.

   "Now I'm gonna drill your little red ass real good as a reminder to you
of who I am and what you are." Smack!  "Tell me!"

   "You are my Master and I am your little fuck toy!  Please fuck me back
there, Master.  I want to feel your hard cock deep inside me." you say
earnestly, still sniffling.  I can tell that I finally have your attention.

   After I've applied a large glob of lube to myself and put some inside
your rectum I settle down over you and slowly push my way in.  At first you
resist, but after a sharp warning swat on your ass you relax and take it
all the way.  I wait until I think you've had enough time to get used to it
then slowly withdraw so only the head is left inside you.  You start to
respond with slow hip gyrations back towards me as I move easily in and out
of your tight hole, your moans signalling your surrender.  Then with no
warning I ram it in fast and hard.

   "Oh!  Master!  Unh!  I!  Feel!  So!  Full!  It!  Feels!  So!  Good! 
Fuck!  Me!  Unh!  Fuck!  Me!  Hard!  Give!  It!  To!  Me!" Your words of
encouragement are bringing me to a clilmax quickly.

   Your breath comes in gasps as I thrust against your ass, my balls
slapping on your dripping wet pussy lips.  I reach out and grab the back of
your hair and pull as if it's a wild horse's mane and I'm riding to break
you in.  With my free hand I slap your ass a few times to remind you once
more that I own you, then grab your hips and pound you all the harder as my
jizz shoots into your bowels.  "Ah!  Ah!  Oh, that's so good, so good, your
tight little ass is mine, you're my Sweet Fuck Toy!  Yesss!  Ahhhhh!"

   Slowly the orgasmic waves subside until I'm spent.  I pull my softening
cock from your ass and fall back on the chair to catch my breath.  You're
still all trussed up.

   "Thank you, Master, that was......"

   "Silence, do not speak." You immediately quiet down and wait.  I savor
the sensations of total satiation that washes over me, then it begins to
fade as my mind starts to return to my body.

   I stand up, ready to leave the room.  "Don't move," I say.  "Stay in
that position until I return."

   "Yes, Mas....." Oh, no!

   "What?  You speak again after I just told you not to?  I can see that I
have a lot of work to do with you.  If I tell you not to speak, that's
exactly what I mean." I reach for the leather strap.  "Maybe this will help
you remember.  And if I hear one more word until I'm finished I will start
all over again and add 10 more swats for every word you utter. 
Understand?" I pause, it's a trick question, you don't respond.

   "Good answer."

   With that I start paddling your tender cheeks, not using as much muscle
as before since you've already been sufficiently tenderized, but the sting
is still enough to send the message I intend.  I have to give you credit
for not calling out, although you do start crying again.  It might not have
been as forceful a punishment as I could have given you, but it's a way for
me to take control of the situation.  After 20 good swats I stop.  Knowing
that you have chosen not to use your safe word but have accepted my
discipline is gratifying to me.  It tells me that you are committed and
just had a momentary lapse of focus, totally understandable after the long
summer away.

   I release you from your restraints and sit back down on the chair.  "You
may speak now."

   You slide off the bed to the floor and gingerly wipe away the cum that's
oozing out of your tender asshole with the towel I offer you.  You rest
your head on my knee.

   "Thank you, Master.  I didn't exactly know what to expect here today,
but I'm glad this all happened.  It was so intense!  I'm much more focused
now than before, and now I know I can trust you to set me straight when
it's necessary.  Your Subbie is grateful.  May I go get something to clean
you up?"

   I put my hand under your chin and lift your face to mine for a kiss.

   "Yes, please, Sweet Girl, that would be a good thing.  Refresh yourself
while you're at it." You look deep into my eyes, smile, then nod and crawl
out of the room and into the bathroom.  Your retreating rear end is glowing
from my ministrations.  It makes me smile.  I can hear you washing, and
then shortly you return with a warm cloth to wipe me clean.  Once you're
satisfied you set the cloth aside, position yourself comfortably between my
legs, take my soft cock in your mouth and settle down to gently suckle like
a little kitten, your actions accompanied by a silky sigh of contentment. I
too sigh with pleasure, stroking your head for awhile until I doze off for
a quick catnap.

   When I open my eyes a short time later I'm surprised to see that you
have also fallen asleep.  Your lips are still touching my cock and move
reflexively to maintain contact.  After I stroke your hair a bit your eyes
flutter and you awaken, then continue with your sucking as if nothing had
happened.

   "Hey, Sleepyhead!  That's enough for now.  Thank you, that was truly
worth waiting all summer for.  You're incredible.  Let's go and shower,
OK?" I stand up.  "You can get up off the floor and you have my permission
to speak freely."

   With that you rise, give me a big hug and stretch up on your tippy-toes
for a quick kiss.  Holding you close I can feel my cock starting to react
to you already.  I marvel at my aging body's ability to recuperate so fast.
Truth be told, I get hard just thinking about fucking you.  "Come on," I
growl, "let's go before I get distracted again."

   "So what's wrong with that, Master?  I'm here for your pleasure,
remember?" There's a mischievious look in your eye as you grasp and gently
pull on my now-awakening cock and talk directly to it, "I'm not through
with you yet, not by a longshot!" You grin.  "But you're right, let's get
cleaned off first.  I'm feeling kinda grungy.  Gee, I wonder why!" As you
turn to walk away I give you one last playful smack on the butt.  You jump
about 5 feet.

   "Eeep!  Thank you, Master!" Such a sassy little fuck toy.









   The shower is a long, hot, slippery soapy grope session, with both of us
getting aroused all over again.  I am very impressed with your new level of
enthusiasm when, without being told to do so, you kneel before me under the
water jets and once again take me as far into your mouth and down your
throat as is humanly possible.  In my excitement I grab your head and
thrust my hips forward aggressively, fucking your face like a man
possessed. Oblivious to your need for air I keep at it until you can't hold
still anymore, so I withdraw just long enough for you to catch your breath.
You smack your lips in pleasure and greedily resume feasting on my now
rampant dick.  After awhile my knees start to wobble and it's time to stop
before I fall over.

   "OK, that's enough for right now, let's get out of here before we turn
to prunes." I grab a towel and dry off.

   I can tell by your face you're a bit disappointed, but I have other
plans.  I leave the bathroom while you finish and head into the bedroom
where I recline on the bed.  You follow me in after just a couple of
minutes, and true to The Rules you move to make contact with my cock.

   "Wait," I say, "Lie down here on your back with a pillow under your
hips." After I get you situated just the way I want I straddle you with my
crotch and lower myself down until your face comes in contact with my
puckered asshole.  You immediately get the idea and start licking me there
vigorously, sliding your tongue up and down from the base of my ballsack to
my anus and back again.  With one hand you grab my hip to help you control
the rhythm and pressure.  I rock back and forth, immensly enjoying the
sensations of your tongue probing deeper into me with every push.  With
your other hand you reach up between my legs, find my hard cock and begin
to squeeze and stroke it rhythmically in time with my movements, which adds
to the immense pleasure I'm feeling.  You really are outdoing yourself this
time!  "Damn, girl, you are GOOD!"

   All the while this is going on I'm treated to the unobstructed view of
your engorged pussy and clit.  Soon the desire to bury my face between your
legs takes hold of me.  I bend down, pull your legs apart and with great
delight take in your sweet soapy sexy aroma while my mouth covers your slit
and my tongue begins it's journey into your soft, wet pussy.  Oh, god, you
taste so good to me!  I can hear your moans as I probe as far into you as
my tongue will go.  When I can't wait any longer I move to your clit and
suck on it, flicking my tongue back and forth, holding it prisoner with my
lips so it can't hide from my attentions.  I love to feel your body twitch
and your legs flutter as my tongue sets a demanding pace.

   "Oh Fuck!  Oh!  Master!  That feels so good!  I love it when you eat my
pussy, Master!"

   Your groans and moans only incite me to apply more intense attention to
your pussy's lovely parts.  I climb off of you and reposition myself
between your legs with my face buried in your shaved cunt.  My hands reach
up to squeeze your breasts and pinch your hard nipples, sending tiny jolts
of pain/pleasure back and forth from your quivering box to your nipples. 
One minute your hands grip the bedspread for all you're worth, the next
they're grabbing my ears and pulling my face into your center.  It's
tempting to just go crazy and apply as much pressure as fast as I can, but
from past experience I know that's difficult for you to take.  It's
necessary to slowly build the sensations up to that elusive level we both
seek for you that will take you over the top.  Having prepared for this in
advance I reach next to the bed to get the small bullet vibrator I keep for
your pleasure and mine, turn it on and push it up inside you.  You're so
wet it slides in with no resistance at all.  Once it's in place your moans
tell me it's working just fine.  Then I return my attention to your clit,
which I begin to stroke with my tongue at a more controlled pace than
before, just hard enough to make you twitch a bit but not so fast or hard
that you get a whiplash and fall off the bed!  I must be doing something
right because you are getting louder and more intense and your pussy is
gushing girl-lube.  This gives me an idea.  I push your legs apart so I can
use a finger in your pussy to wiggle around and try to find that elusive
G-spot we've heard about, at the same time making contact with the little
vibrator to make my finger more stimulating.  My hand is getting soaked
with your juices.

   "Uh, uh, uh, uh, it feels so good, I can't, I don't, please don't stop,
shit, fuck, suck my pussy, Master!  Mmpff!"

   Your hips are bucking up and down trying to force my finger further in
and responding to my tongue on your engorged clit at the same time while
the vibrator sends signals up your spine.  You're entering new territory
here, I can tell.  I start wiggling my finger rapidly back and forth inside
on the roof of your pussy.  Suddenly from deep in your throat comes a low,
rising moan accompanied by a series of body twitches of increasing
proportions.

   And you shout.  "Right there!  Oh, omigod, omigod, what's happening to
me??"

   Your body starts to go rigid as the sensations build higher than ever
before, and when I sense that you're just about to peak I use my secret
weapon.  I quickly shove a slippery finger one-knuckle deep into your ass,
wiggling it and stimulating all the nerve endings just inside your nether
opening.  This sudden surprise sends your body into spasms as wave after
wave of pure energy pulses through you from your head to your toes.  Your
mouth opens in a silent scream of ecstasy.  Your hands hold my face
prisoner against your throbbing pussy, your thighs clench around my head
and my tongue taps a rhythm against your clit sending you into more
convulsions of white-light joy.  Finally you exhale your captive breath in
one long sensual groan of release as you find yourself floating on a velvet
cloud, gradually sinking back to earth where your body turns to jelly.  You
slip into semi-consciousness for a few minutes then, little by little, you
slowly return to your senses.  I carefully move up next to you and you
press close with your head on my shoulder.  We cuddle quietly.  It's my
turn to keep still, you'll find your voice when you're ready.  I can feel a
few tears drip onto my chest but I know they're not sad ones.  We drift off
into untroubled sleep.













   After a short nap and a refreshing shower your spirits are buoyant, and
rightfully so.  I enjoy teasing you, making you blush by mimicking your
passionate utterances and over-exaggerating the magnitude of your body's
response to your first 'official' orgasm.  You playfully pounce on me in
mock anger.  We laugh and wrestle and grope and tickle until spent, then
relax on the sofa to take stock of the day's momentous events.  It's easy
to see how self-satisfied you are.  I'm as proud of you as you are of
yourself, this was a major step forward.  Your hand is absently fondling me
as we sit reflecting.  I'm not quite hard but it still feels quite good,
freer somehow, especially now that we seem to have reached a new plateau in
our relationship.  In my mind I'm already curious as to where it will go
from here.  We must be on the same wavelength because your next words are
right in sync with my unspoken questions.

   "Master, I can't stop thinking about the way I'm feeling right now. 
It's as if a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders.  I never
realized how locked down I was inside until I had to let it all loose to be
able to cum like that.  Finally I understand what you were trying to tell
me before when we were first talking about orgasms.  Now that I've had one
it will be a lot easier for me to do it again.  At least, I hope so!"

   "I'm sure it will, Sweetie.  Letting go was the key and you unlocked the
door.  No doubt from here on you'll be able to get there with ease.  In
fact, with time and a little patience I predict you will have some amazing
orgasms, judging from the one you had today."

   "Mmmmm, that sounds good to me!" You snuggle up close and stretch out on
the sofa with your head in my lap.  "I'm feeling so good right now, so safe
and satisfied.  I want this moment to last forever."

   "If this very moment were to last forever, then I couldn't do this." I
reach down and slide my hand under your robe to caress your breasts.  You
smile.  I love the way I can cup them and test their firmness with a good
squeeze.  They fit my hands so well.  You look up at me and there's a
different look in your eyes, as if you're about to say something but aren't
too sure of yourself.

   "What?" I ask.

   "I...., I...., um, I'm not really clear yet, but...., oh, I'm feeling
nervous!" You bury your face in my robe in frustration.

   "Relax, we're not going anywhere.  Take your time, be sure of what you
want to say, then just say it.  I've told you before and I'll tell you
again: I won't think badly of you as long as you're being true to yourself
and honest with me.  That's what I respect and that's what keeps us moving
forward.  Whatever's on your mind, it can't be all that bad, can it?"
I pull you up so you're sort of sitting sideways, half on my lap and
half on the sofa.  Your arms go around me and your head rests on my
shoulder.  "No, no Master, it's not that, it's just that it makes me feel a
little strange to say it.  I want to ask you something, but I'm feeling shy
about it.  It means taking a risk I want to take but it's all so new.  With

everything that's happened, today just feels like the right day."



   I wrap my arms around you in an attempt to give you some courage.  "OK,
that sounds good.  What is it, what do you want to say?"

   You're so nervous your voice is barely a whisper and your body is rigid.
"Hmmm, well, can...., I mean...., would it....,"

   "Go on."

   I can feel you getting up the nerve to speak.  You look up into my eyes,
shy and uncertain, take a deep breath and say, "Is it...., do you
think...., would it be OK if I called you 'Daddy' sometimes, Master?"
There, you said it.  "I'm ready to try that now.  I've been thinking about
it, and I know now there's no connection between calling you Daddy and who
my real father is.  As you said, it's a term of endearment, and I've read
how it's used in some of those stories.  I'd like to try it out to see if
it works for me, for us." The tension leaves your body and you settle back
against me, then remembering where you are say, "But only if you want me
to, Master!"

   "Only if I want you to?  Of course I want you to, you've known that
since we first talked about it.  It would give me the greatest of
pleasures. But only as long as it feels right for you will it feel right
for me, so when you're ready let's just try it on for size.  You don't have
to worry about my reaction, just let it happen and see how it works for
you. It's only a word, it only has the power you give it."

   "Yeah, that's true.  I hadn't thought of it quite that way.  I feel a
lot better about it now, I'm glad I finally brought it up.  Thank you for
being so patient and not forcing me."

   "Thank YOU for wanting to please me this way, it means a lot to me."

   You sink back down with your head in my lap, take my hand and return it
to your chest.  I immediately start massaging your body, enjoying the feel
of your flesh against my palm, careful not to upset the mood with
accidental tickling.  I work my way to your lower torso.  I love the feel
of the soft fullness of your pubic mound and sense the heat radiating just
below.  As my hand moves down your legs automatically relax and spread for
me, offering full access to your warm pussy.  It's obvious that you're
enjoying this too, and I think I know why.  You want another orgasm!

   "Well, well, what have we here?" I grab and squeeze.  You gasp and move
your hips a little.  "Look what I found.  Is this a wet pussy?  Hmm, I'd
better have a closer inspection."

   I place my middle finger at the top of your slit and let it sink into
your waiting wetness, all the while sliding down toward your opening.  At
your entrance I press inwards.  Your legs open even more and your hips rise
up off the sofa.  "If I didn't know any better I'd say you like that."

   "Please, Master, play with my pussy some more.  Put your finger in me, I
want you to do whatever you want." (translation: "MAKE ME CUM!!")

   I start out slow, pushing at your slippery gates until they slide open
and I can probe deeper.  You are starting to breathe rapidly and your body
definitely is in tune with the rhythm of my hand.  I pull out and reach for
your swollen clit.  As soon as I start to rub it your reactions reveal your
desire.  You start squirming all over the sofa trying to find that perfect
position that will send you off.  Your short gasps and whimpers keep
perfect time with my finger as it flicks across your love button.  Then I
bear down and rub it all around using your pussy juice to keep my fingers
lubricated.  These manipulations intensify your pleasure.  Your moans tell
me everything is working perfectly this time.

   "Touch yourself." My words momentarily take you by surprise.  "Go on,
touch yourself." Quickly your hands move to your pussy.  I grab the one
closest to me and place your fingers on your clit, guide them in a circular
motion and make sure you're slippery-wet.  You pick up where I leave off
and proceed to rub with the newfound authority of experience, while I
return my fingers to the inside of your pussy where I slide in and out with
renewed purpose.  Periodically I cover your hand with mine to keep you wet
then slide back down inside, in and out, finger-fucking your hot, wet
pussy, sustaining the rhythm while you sustain yours.  At some point I
place my fingers, freshly coated with your sweet nectar, on your lips. 
Greedily you suck on them until I place them back inside you.  Between us
we bring you up to the edge of ecstasy, but then you surprise me.  You
grasp my hand and halt my movements.

   "Please, Master, fuck me now.  I want to finish this with your cock in
me if I can.  Can we go into the back room?"

   At this point I'd agree to just about anything, I'm so horny.  "Yes! 
Get in there and get on your hands and knees on the bed.  Let's go!"

   This time it's me following you.  In your eagerness you dash down the
hall before I can say anything.  When I walk into the room you're on your
knees on the floor in your Sub greeting position, as if you'd been there
waiting for me all day.

   "Master, I am your fuck toy, here for your pleasure.  I'm ready for
anything you might have planned for me tonight, ready to serve you.  May I
suck your cock for just a little bit?"

   I like this turn of events.  It's great that you've taken it upon
yourself to interject a little extra play at this moment, prolonging the
outcome for the sake of the "game." You are full of surprises.

   My red-hot cock is standing at full attention, the end shiny with
pre-cum.  I move forward to place myself right in front of you.  Your right
hand grips my cock firmly, you look up into my eyes and say, "This is what
I want." The double meaning does not escape me.  I watch your mouth cover
my cock so easily, allowing the sensations to wash over me as your tongue
does its magic and your sighs of satisfaction accent my own.  All too soon
I can feel the electricity start to tingle in my balls, and know if I don't
stop right this minute you will lose your chance for completion until
sometime later.

   "You'd better quit right now or it'll be too late," I warn.  This time
there's no mistaking the message and you pull off me and lick your lips,
catwoman that you are.

   "Thank you, Master, that was so nice.  I love sucking your cock."

   "I love it too, Little One, and at any other time I'd be happy to let
you continue, but under the circumstances I thought I should stop you."

   "Thank you, you're the best Master I could ever hope for.  But before we
continue, would you indulge me one more time?  Can I ask a special favor of
you?  Please?"

   "Ask away."

   You rise off the floor, reach up and pull my head down to you then
whisper in my ear:
   "Fuck me Daddy, Fuck your Baby Girl real good!" 

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THE RETURN

I've been patient, under silent protest, waiting for your return
from Los Angeles.  There was no way to avoid the separation,
seeing as how you are still so financially dependent on your
parents.  If I'd had my way you would have stayed in Eugene,
working for the summer and attending to my pleasure when
summoned.  Now that you've returned I've agreed to give you a few
days to get settled in your new residence before bringing you
back to my house to pick up where we left off.  That time is now
here.  The doorbell rings and I know it's you.

When I open the door I'm greeted with the sexy sight of you
dressed in a slutty short miniskirt and a blouse with no bra. 
Your nipples are hard.  Your shy smile and slightly downcast eyes
hesitantly and wordlessly question me, hoping for an invitation
to enter.  

I unlatch the screen door, smile and say, "Welcome home.  Come
in."  

I'm wondering if you've truly adjusted your behavior to embrace
The Rules more completely than before.  You don't disappoint me.
As soon as you enter and I've closed the door behind you I turn
around and find that you're already down on your knees in front
of me.

"Master, it's so good to be back here.  Not a day has gone by
that I haven't thought about you and how much I've missed you and
missed being your Little Fuck Toy.  I haven't stopped thinking
about this moment since I got up this morning.  What can I do for
you?"  You venture a fleeting glance up into my eyes.  "I'd love
to suck your cock if you'll let me.  I can't wait to feel your
hardness in my mouth again.  I want to feel your soft balls in
the palm of my hand, I want to know your smell again.  Master,
let me satisfy you in whatever way you say.  Control me, make me
yours again.  Cum in my mouth, I want to taste you again after so
long.  Do you want to play with my pussy?  I'm already nice and
wet for you, look!"  

With that you turn over on your hands and knees, your head to the
floor facing away from me, and hike up your skirt, spread your
legs apart and show me that you're not wearing any panties and
that you are, in fact, very wet with anticipation.

"Fuck me, Master!  Pound my pussy, cum inside me.  Or if you want
to fuck my ass instead I would love that too!  Stuff your hard
cock in me, Master.  My body is yours to do with as you wish, so
let me please you, just tell me what you want and I'll do it here
and now."

Your eagerness does not escape my notice.  I smile as I reach
down to caress your smooth ass cheeks.  You jump at my first
touch as if shocked by electricity, whimper, then slowly and
sensuously sway your ass back and forth in counterpoint to my
hand.  My cock is getting harder by the second.  How I've missed
this sweet ass.  I reach between your legs and run my hand into
your wet slit, my fingers squeezing your exposed pussy lips and
rubbing your engorged clit.  I'm getting excited hearing your
soft moans as my touch awakens your lust.

"My, my, you are eager, aren't you?  Well, not to worry, you'll
get your wish today and then some.  But for right now come over
to the sofa and suck me for awhile."

"Yes, Master, thank you.  I love sucking your cock."  You follow
me to the sofa on your hands and knees.  I remain standing.  "May
I take your pants off, Master?"

"That's a very good idea, but take off your top first."  You
quickly unbutton your blouse, cast it aside then remain quietly
waiting.  The first sight of your firm young breasts after so
many weeks is too enticing to ignore.  I indulge myself,
squeezing and rubbing them, paying close attention to the
nipples.  Your eyes are closed in rapture as I fondle them. 
After a minute or so I stop, and you pull off my shoes and unzip
my jeans, then slowly slide them down my thighs.  By now I'm rock
hard.  My cock springs free to stand at attention with a small
drop of pre-cum oozing from the little hole at the tip of its
swollen purple head.  As I step out of my pants you firmly grasp
my shaft in your hand and move closer so that your face is right
in front of it.  The intensity of your desire is wonderfully
erotic.  You bury your nose in my groin and breathe deeply,
savoring the intoxicating musk of my maleness.  You squeeze me
and pull once just as your tongue sensuously snakes out to catch
the generous drip before it falls to the floor, then it slips
back into your mouth so you can savor your prize.

"Mmmmmm, Master, you taste wonderful.  I can't tell you how many
times lately I've imagined myself doing this.  Being away from
you for so long is not a good thing!  I need to suck you right
now!  May I please?  Will you sit and get comfortable?"

I smile.  Well, who am I to argue?  I sit back and relax, my legs
spread wide as you position yourself on your knees in front of me
with my now throbbing cock in your hand and your hot breath
driving me crazy.  Your slippery-wet mouth slowly devours my
waiting shaft.  From my vantage point I can watch your head bob
up and down when you swallow my hardon, and I can feel the added
sensations of subtle vibration as you moan with your own
long-anticipated delight.

"Oh, god, that feels fantastic.  You suck my cock so good, you
know just what to do.  You are too amazing for words, Little One,
don't stop."  With that you redouble your efforts to please me,
taking me in all the way until your face is buried in my crotch
and I'm stuffed down your throat, then almost all the way out
again.  In and out, over and over.  It never ceases to amaze me
just how complete this makes me feel, to be connected to you this
way, to be plugged in to you.  Your other hand reaches down to
gently cup and fondle my balls, adding to my overall sensations
of pleasure.  Soon I'm lost in my own weightless world of carnal
delight.  

Suddenly I'm aware of the pressure building, I'm getting ready to
cum.  But I'm not ready yet, I want to sustain this pleasure for
as long as possible.

"Unh, stop," I croak, "I'm gonna cum if you don't."  You just
giggle and continue with renewed effort, bringing me closer and
closer to shooting my load down your throat.

"Stop, slut!  When I tell you to do something you do it! 
Understand?  You are here to please me, and I expect you to
obey."  I grab you by your hair and forcefully pull your mouth
off my cock with a 'pop'.

You realize what a mistake you've made and say contritely,
"Please forgive me Master, I was so caught up in the moment that
I just couldn't help myself."

"That's no excuse.  You disobeyed me and now I must discipline
you as a reminder of your role when you're in this house.  Come
with me."  I rise and begin walking toward the back room.

You start to stand up.  "Crawl, slut.  I didn't give you
permission to walk.  Get your ass in here.  Now!"

"Yes, Master."  My toy follows close behind me.

You enter the back room knowing you have disappointed me, and
nervous about what I might do to you.  You don't have long to
find out, as I grab you by the hair and pull you up on the bed
and push you down on your stomach. 

"Put your hands behind your head."  

I fasten restraints to your collar then put them around your
wrists, and put the collar around your neck.  I attach your
ankles to the spreader bar so you can't close your legs.  Now
you're immobilized on the bed and I can begin your punishment.

I flip your skirt up out of the way.  You flinch.  I think you're
starting to get the idea.

"Why are you here?"

"To please you, Master," you plead hopefully,  "I'm sorry I
disobeyed.  I promise not to do it again."

"You're right, you won't!"  SMACK!!  my hand comed down across
your ass cheeks with the full force of my passsion.  Smack! 
Smack! Smack!

"Owww,  oh, stop Master, Oww it hurts!  No!"  Your cries fall on
deaf ears, I'm determined to teach you a lesson.

"Oh, now you're telling me to stop, are you?  You're telling me
no?!  Who is the Master here, and who is the Sub?  Have you
forgotten already?"  SMACK, SMACK!!

"Oww!  Yes, Master, I did forget for a moment.  Thank you for
reminding me.  Oww!  Thank you, Master.  Oww!  I won't forget
again, I promise!  Oww!  Thank you, Master!"  

Your tears are flowing and your butt is taking a serious hiding.
I continue with your punishment a few smacks more, then finally
let up so you can begin to calm down.

"Stay right there, don't move.  I'll be right back."

"Yes, Master," you sob.

I go get my box of toys and bring it back into the room.  Out
comes the lube.

"Now I'm gonna drill your little red ass real good as a reminder
to you of who I am and what you are."  Smack!  "Tell me!"

"You are my Master and I am your little fuck toy!  Please fuck me
back there, Master.  I want to feel your hard cock deep inside
me."  you say earnestly, still sniffling.  I can tell that I
finally have your attention.

After I've applied a large glob of lube to myself and put some
inside your rectum I settle down over you and slowly push my way
in.  At first you resist, but after a sharp warning swat on your
ass you relax and take it all the way.  I wait until I think
you've had enough time to get used to it then slowly withdraw so
only the head is left inside you.  You start to respond with slow
hip gyrations back towards me as I move easily in and out of your
tight hole, your moans signalling your surrender. Then with no
warning I ram it in fast and hard.

"Oh! Master! Unh! I! Feel! So! Full! It! Feels! So! Good! Fuck!
Me! Unh! Fuck! Me! Hard! Give! It! To! Me!"  Your words of
encouragement are bringing me to a clilmax quickly. 

Your breath comes in gasps as I thrust against your ass, my balls
slapping on your dripping wet pussy lips.  I reach out and grab
the back of your hair and pull as if it's a wild horse's mane and
I'm riding to break you in.  With my free hand I slap your ass a
few times to remind you once more that I own you, then grab your
hips and pound you all the harder as my jizz shoots into your
bowels.  "Ah!  Ah!  Oh, that's so good, so good, your tight
little ass is mine, you're my Sweet Fuck Toy!  Yesss!  Ahhhhh!" 

Slowly the orgasmic waves subside until I'm spent.  I pull my
softening cock from your ass and fall back on the chair to catch
my breath.  You're still all trussed up.  

"Thank you, Master, that was......"

"Silence, do not speak."  You immediately quiet down and wait.  I
savor the sensations of total satiation that washes over me, then
it begins to fade as my mind starts to return to my body.  

I stand up, ready to leave the room.  "Don't move," I say.  "Stay
in that position until I return."

"Yes, Mas....."  Oh, no!

"What?  You speak again after I just told you not to?  I can see
that I have a lot of work to do with you.  If I tell you not to
speak, that's exactly what I mean."  I reach for the leather
strap.  "Maybe this will help you remember.  And if I hear one
more word until I'm finished I will start all over again and add
10 more swats for every word you utter.  Understand?"  I pause,
it's a trick question, you don't respond.  

"Good answer."

With that I start paddling your tender cheeks, not using as much
muscle as before since you've already been sufficiently
tenderized, but the sting is still enough to send the message I
intend.  I have to give you credit for not calling out, although
you do start crying again.  It might not have been as forceful a
punishment as I could have given you, but it's a way for me to
take control of the situation.  After 20 good swats I stop. 
Knowing that you have chosen not to use your safe word but have
accepted my discipline is gratifying to me.  It tells me that you
are committed and just had a momentary lapse of focus, totally
understandable after the long summer away.

I release you from your restraints and sit back down on the
chair.  "You may speak now."

You slide off the bed to the floor and gingerly wipe away the cum
that's oozing out of your tender asshole with the towel I offer
you.  You rest your head on my knee.  

"Thank you, Master.  I didn't exactly know what to expect here
today, but I'm glad this all happened.  It was so intense!  I'm
much more focused now than before, and now I know I can trust you
to set me straight when it's necessary.  Your Subbie is grateful.
 May I go get something to clean you up?"

I put my hand under your chin and lift your face to mine for a
kiss.

"Yes, please, Sweet Girl, that would be a good thing.  Refresh
yourself while you're at it."  You look deep into my eyes, smile,
then nod and crawl out of the room and into the bathroom.  Your
retreating rear end is glowing from my ministrations.  It makes
me smile.  I can hear you washing, and then shortly you return
with a warm cloth to wipe me clean.  Once you're satisfied you
set the cloth aside, position yourself comfortably between my
legs, take my soft cock in your mouth and settle down to gently
suckle like a little kitten, your actions accompanied by a silky
sigh of contentment.  I too sigh with pleasure, stroking your
head for awhile until I doze off for a quick catnap.

When I open my eyes a short time later I'm surprised to see that
you have also fallen asleep.  Your lips are still touching my
cock and move reflexively to maintain contact.  After I stroke
your hair a bit your eyes flutter and you awaken, then continue
with your sucking as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, Sleepyhead!  That's enough for now.  Thank you, that was
truly worth waiting all summer for.  You're incredible.  Let's go
and shower, OK?"  I stand up.  "You can get up off the floor and
you have my permission to speak freely."

With that you rise, give me a big hug and stretch up on your
tippy-toes for a quick kiss.  Holding you close I can feel my
cock starting to react to you already.  I marvel at my aging
body's ability to recuperate so fast.  Truth be told, I get hard
just thinking about fucking you.  "Come on,"  I growl, "let's go
before I get distracted again."

"So what's wrong with that, Master?  I'm here for your pleasure,
remember?"  There's a mischievious look in your eye as you grasp
and gently pull on my now-awakening cock and talk directly to it,
"I'm not through with you yet, not by a longshot!"  You grin.
"But you're right, let's get cleaned off first.  I'm feeling
kinda grungy.  Gee, I wonder why!"  As you turn to walk away I
give you one last playful smack on the butt.  You jump about 5
feet.

"Eeep! Thank you, Master!"  Such a sassy little fuck toy.


                                        



The shower is a long, hot, slippery soapy grope session, with
both of us getting aroused all over again.  I am very impressed
with your new level of enthusiasm when, without being told to do
so, you kneel before me under the water jets and once again take
me as far into your mouth and down your throat as is humanly
possible.  In my excitement I grab your head and thrust my hips
forward aggressively, fucking your face like a man possessed. 
Oblivious to your need for air I keep at it until you can't hold
still anymore, so I withdraw just long enough for you to catch
your breath.  You smack your lips in pleasure and greedily resume
feasting on my now rampant dick.  After awhile my knees start to
wobble and it's time to stop before I fall over.

"OK, that's enough for right now, let's get out of here before we
turn to prunes."  I grab a towel and dry off.

I can tell by your face you're a bit disappointed, but I have
other plans.  I leave the bathroom while you finish and head into
the bedroom where I recline on the bed.  You follow me in after
just a couple of minutes, and true to The Rules you move to make
contact with my cock.

"Wait," I say, "Lie down here on your back with a pillow under
your hips."  After I get you situated just the way I want I
straddle you with my crotch and lower myself down until your face
comes in contact with my puckered asshole.  You immediately get
the idea and start licking me there vigorously, sliding your
tongue up and down from the base of my ballsack to my anus and
back again.  With one hand you grab my hip to help you control
the rhythm and pressure.  I rock back and forth, immensly
enjoying the sensations of your tongue probing deeper into me
with every push.  With your other hand you reach up between my
legs, find my hard cock and begin to squeeze and stroke it
rhythmically in time with my movements, which adds to the immense
pleasure I'm feeling.  You really are outdoing yourself this
time!  "Damn, girl, you are GOOD!"

All the while this is going on I'm treated to the unobstructed
view of your engorged pussy and clit.  Soon the desire to bury my
face between your legs takes hold of me.  I bend down, pull your
legs apart and with great delight take in your sweet soapy sexy
aroma while my mouth covers your slit and my tongue begins it's
journey into your soft, wet pussy.  Oh, god, you taste so good to
me!  I can hear your moans as I probe as far into you as my
tongue will go.  When I can't wait any longer I move to your clit
and suck on it, flicking my tongue back and forth, holding it
prisoner with my lips so it can't hide from my attentions.  I
love to feel your body twitch and your legs flutter as my tongue
sets a demanding pace.  

"Oh Fuck!  Oh!  Master!  That feels so good!  I love it when you
eat my pussy, Master!" 

Your groans and moans only incite me to apply more intense
attention to your pussy's lovely parts.  I climb off of you and
reposition myself between your legs with my face buried in your
shaved cunt.  My hands reach up to squeeze your breasts and pinch
your hard nipples, sending tiny jolts of pain/pleasure back and
forth from your quivering box to your nipples.  One minute your
hands grip the bedspread for all you're worth, the next they're
grabbing my ears and pulling my face into your center.  It's
tempting to just go crazy and apply as much pressure as fast as I
can, but from past experience I know that's difficult for you to
take.  It's necessary to slowly build the sensations up to that
elusive level we both seek for you that will take you over the
top.  Having prepared for this in advance I reach next to the bed
to get the small bullet vibrator I keep for your pleasure and
mine, turn it on and push it up inside you.  You're so wet it
slides in with no resistance at all.  Once it's in place your
moans tell me it's working just fine.  Then I return my attention
to your clit, which I begin to stroke with my tongue at a more
controlled pace than before, just hard enough to make you twitch
a bit but not so fast or hard that you get a whiplash and fall
off the bed!  I must be doing something right because you are
getting louder and more intense and your pussy is gushing
girl-lube.  This gives me an idea.  I push your legs apart so I
can use a finger in your pussy to wiggle around and try to find
that elusive G-spot we've heard about, at the same time making
contact with the little vibrator to make my finger more
stimulating.  My hand is getting soaked with your juices.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, it feels so good, I can't, I don't, please don't
stop, shit, fuck, suck my pussy, Master!  Mmpff!" 

Your hips are bucking up and down trying to force my finger
further in and responding to my tongue on your engorged clit at
the same time while the vibrator sends signals up your spine. 
You're entering new territory here, I can tell.  I start wiggling
my finger rapidly back and forth inside on the roof of your
pussy.  Suddenly from deep in your throat comes a low, rising
moan accompanied by a series of body twitches of increasing
proportions.  

And you shout.  "Right there!  Oh, omigod, omigod, what's
happening to me??"

Your body starts to go rigid as the sensations build higher than
ever before, and when I sense that you're just about to peak I
use my secret weapon.  I quickly shove a slippery finger
one-knuckle deep into your ass, wiggling it and stimulating all
the nerve endings just inside your nether opening.  This sudden
surprise sends your body into spasms as wave after wave of pure
energy pulses through you from your head to your toes.  Your
mouth opens in a silent scream of ecstasy.  Your hands hold my
face prisoner against your throbbing pussy, your thighs clench
around my head and my tongue taps a rhythm against your clit
sending you into more convulsions of white-light joy.  Finally
you exhale your captive breath in one long sensual groan of
release as you find yourself floating on a velvet cloud,
gradually sinking back to earth where your body turns to jelly. 
You slip into semi-consciousness for a few minutes then, little
by little, you slowly return to your senses.  I carefully move up
next to you and you press close with your head on my shoulder. 
We cuddle quietly.  It's my turn to keep still, you'll find your
voice when you're ready.  I can feel a few tears drip onto my
chest but I know they're not sad ones.  We drift off into
untroubled sleep.



                                 




After a short nap and a refreshing shower your spirits are
buoyant, and rightfully so.  I enjoy teasing you, making you
blush by mimicking your passionate utterances and
over-exaggerating the magnitude of your body's response to your
first 'official' orgasm.  You playfully pounce on me in mock
anger.  We laugh and wrestle and grope and tickle until spent,
then relax on the sofa to take stock of the day's momentous
events.  It's easy to see how self-satisfied you are.  I'm as
proud of you as you are of yourself, this was a major step
forward.  Your hand is absently fondling me as we sit reflecting.
 I'm not quite hard but it still feels quite good, freer somehow,
especially now that we seem to have reached a new plateau in our
relationship.  In my mind I'm already curious as to where it will
go from here.  We must be on the same wavelength because your
next words are right in sync with my unspoken questions.

"Master, I can't stop thinking about the way I'm feeling right
now.  It's as if a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
 I never realized how locked down I was inside until I had to let
it all loose to be able to cum like that.  Finally I understand
what you were trying to tell me before when we were first talking
about orgasms.  Now that I've had one it will be a lot easier for
me to do it again.  At least, I hope so!"

"I'm sure it will, Sweetie.  Letting go was the key and you
unlocked the door.  No doubt from here on you'll be able to get
there with ease.  In fact, with time and a little patience I
predict you will have some amazing orgasms, judging from the one
you had today."

"Mmmmm, that sounds good to me!"  You snuggle up close and
stretch out on the sofa with your head in my lap.  "I'm feeling
so good right now, so safe and satisfied.  I want this moment to
last forever."

"If this very moment were to last forever, then I couldn't do
this."  I reach down and slide my hand under your robe to caress
your breasts.  You smile.   I love the way I can cup them and
test their firmness with a good squeeze.  They fit my hands so
well.  You look up at me and there's a different look in your
eyes, as if you're about to say something but aren't too sure of
yourself.

"What?"  I ask.

"I...., I...., um, I'm not really clear yet, but...., oh, I'm
feeling nervous!"  You bury your face in my robe in frustration.

"Relax, we're not going anywhere.  Take your time, be sure of
what you want to say, then just say it.  I've told you before and
I'll tell you again: I won't  think badly of you as long as
you're being true to yourself and honest with me.  That's what I
respect and that's what keeps us moving forward.  Whatever's on
your mind, it can't be all that bad, can it?"

I pull you up so you're sort of sitting sideways, half on my lap
and half on the sofa.  Your arms go around me and your head rests
on my shoulder.  "No, no Master, it's not that, it's just that it
makes me feel a little strange to say it.  I want to ask you
something, but I'm feeling shy about it.  It means taking a risk
I want to take but it's all so new.  With everything that's
happened, today just feels like the right day."


I wrap my arms around you in an attempt to give you some courage.
 "OK, that sounds good.  What is it, Leslie, what do you want to
say?"

You're so nervous your voice is barely a whisper and your body is
rigid.  "Hmmm, well,  can...., I mean...., would it....,"

"Go on."

I can feel you getting up the nerve to speak.  You look up into
my eyes, shy and uncertain,  take a deep breath and say, "Is
it...., do you think...., would it be OK if I called you 'Daddy'
sometimes, Master?"  There, you said it.  "I'm ready to try that
now.  I've been thinking about it, and I know now there's no
connection between calling you Daddy and who my real father is. 
As you said, it's a term of endearment, and I've read how it's
used in some of those stories.  I'd like to try it out to see if
it works for me, for us."  The tension leaves your body and you
settle back against me, then remembering where you are say, "But
only if you want me to, Master!"

"Only if I want you to?  Of course I want you to, you've known
that since we first talked about it.  It would give me the
greatest of pleasures.  But only as long as it feels right for
you will it feel right for me, so when you're ready let's just
try it on for size.  You don't have to worry about my reaction,
just let it happen and see how it works for you.  It's only a
word, it only has the power you give it."

"Yeah, that's true.  I hadn't thought of it quite that way.  I
feel a lot better about it now, I'm glad I finally brought it up.
 Thank you for being so patient and not forcing me."

"Thank YOU for wanting to please me this way, it means a lot to
me."

You sink back down with your head in my lap, take my hand and
return it to your chest.  I immediately start massaging your
body, enjoying the feel of your flesh against my palm, careful
not to upset the mood with accidental tickling.  I work my way to
your lower torso.  I love the feel of the soft fullness of your
pubic mound and sense the heat radiating just below.  As my hand
moves down your legs automatically relax and spread for me,
offering full access to your warm pussy.  It's obvious that
you're enjoying this too, and I think I know why.  You want
another orgasm!

"Well, well, what have we here?"  I grab and squeeze.  You gasp
and move your hips a little.  "Look what I found.  Is this a wet
pussy?  Hmm, I'd better have a closer inspection."

I place my middle finger at the top of your slit and let it sink
into your waiting wetness, all the while sliding down toward your
opening.  At your entrance I press inwards.  Your legs open even
more and your hips rise up off the sofa.  "If I didn't know any
better I'd say you like that."

"Please, Master, play with my pussy some more.  Put your finger
in me, I want you to do whatever you want."  (translation: "MAKE
ME CUM!!")

I start out slow, pushing at your slippery gates until they slide
open and I can probe deeper.  You are starting to breathe rapidly
and your body definitely is in tune with the rhythm of my hand. 
I pull out and reach for your swollen clit.  As soon as I start
to rub it your reactions reveal your desire.  You start squirming
all over the sofa trying to find that perfect position that will
send you off.  Your short gasps and whimpers keep perfect time
with my finger as it flicks across your love button.  Then I bear
down and rub it all around using your pussy juice to keep my
fingers lubricated.  These manipulations intensify your pleasure.
 Your moans tell me everything is working perfectly this time.

"Touch yourself."  My words momentarily take you by surprise. 
"Go on, touch yourself."  Quickly your hands move to your pussy.
I grab the one closest to me and place your fingers on your clit,
guide them in a circular motion and make sure you're
slippery-wet.  You pick up where I leave off and proceed to rub
with the newfound authority of experience, while I return my
fingers to the inside of your pussy where I slide in and out with
renewed purpose.  Periodically I cover your hand with mine to
keep you wet then slide back down inside, in and out,
finger-fucking your hot, wet pussy, sustaining the rhythm while
you sustain yours.  At some point I place my fingers, freshly
coated with your sweet nectar, on your lips.  Greedily you suck
on them until I place them back inside you.  Between us we bring
you up to the edge of ecstasy, but then you surprise me.  You
grasp my hand and halt my movements.

"Please, Master, fuck me now.  I want to finish this with your
cock in me if I can.  Can we go into the back room?"

At this point I'd agree to just about anything, I'm so horny. 
"Yes! Get in there and get on your hands and knees on the bed. 
Let's go!"

This time it's me following you.  In your eagerness you dash down
the hall before I can say anything.  When I walk into the room
you're on your knees on the floor in your Sub greeting position,
as if you'd been there waiting for me all day.

"Master, I am your fuck toy, here for your pleasure.  I'm ready
for anything you might have planned for me tonight, ready to
serve you.  May I suck your cock for just a little bit?"

I like this turn of events.  It's great that you've taken it upon
yourself to interject a little extra play at this moment,
prolonging the outcome for the sake of the "game."  You are full
of surprises.

My red-hot cock is standing at full attention, the end shiny with
pre-cum.  I move forward to place myself right in front of you. 
Your right hand grips my cock firmly, you look up into my eyes
and say, "This is what I want."  The double meaning does not
escape me.  I watch your mouth cover my cock so easily, allowing
the sensations to wash over me as your tongue does its magic and
your sighs of satisfaction accent my own.  All too soon I can
feel the electricity start to tingle in my balls, and know if I
don't stop right this minute you will lose your chance for
completion until sometime later.

"You'd better quit right now or it'll be too late," I warn.  This
time there's no mistaking the message and you pull off me and
lick your lips, catwoman that you are.

"Thank you, Master, that was so nice.  I love sucking your
cock."

"I love it too, Little One, and at any other time I'd be happy to
let you continue, but under the circumstances I thought I should
stop you."

"Thank you,  you're the best Master I could ever hope for.  But
before we continue, would you indulge me one more time?  Can I
ask a special favor of you?  Please?"

"Ask away."

You rise off the floor, reach up and pull my head down to you
then whisper in my ear:

"Fuck me Daddy, Fuck your Baby Girl real good!" 







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