Only if you're good (Prt. 2 *Ending)

I hear the tinkling of my collar as rope slides into the D-ring, tying a few knots to secure the rope to the leash. Sir tugs to test the rope. When he is satisfied, he flips me onto my stomach and begins to finger my wet pussy lips, towards my clit. I bite my tongue to stop myself from moaning outloud. However, I feel that effort was all in vain because my body was squirming towards his fingers.

*SLAP right on my ass. I cry out when I feel the sting. Sir's fingers are still rubbing my already wet clit. My brain feels fuzzy and my head swimming with the sensation of his fingers and all the teasing and punishment that I had endured thusfar...Then all of a sudden, something small and wet, slowly pushes in towards my asshole. Sir continues to play with my pussy, a soft kiss on my head and I know that he's trying to get me to relax so that he can insert the butt plug inside of me. I try to relax and concentrate. I resist at first but I'm so wet from his fingers that I finally just let go and the plug slides right into place. Sir stops fingering me and unties my hands. I rub my wrists in order to try to get feeling there again. In place of the rope, Sir secures leather cuffs and ties them together in front of me. Sir slips the blindfold off of my eyes and removes the earplugs. My eyes try to adjust to the light, but Sir doesn't give me much time. Instead, he tugs the rope attached to my collar and says "Get on your knees, pet."

Still slightly disoriented, I get on my knees as Sir stands up from the bed. Rope in hand, he looks down at me and smiles. "Wanna know something funny, pet? That plug in your ass isn't just your regular plug. I stopped by a shop and picked up something that you've been wanting, as well as dreading for awhile." It didn't take long for me to know what he was referring to as the plug in my ass starts to vibrate. I moan in both shock and pleasure. Sir chuckles and tugs on the rope again. "And it's not even set on high, pet. I want you to get on all fours while I walk around this room with that plug in your ass without coming. If you're bad, I'll bring you outside,tie you to a tree and let everyone see what a filthy little pet I have." Sir began to walk and I tried as best as I could to crawl behind him, vibrating plug in place. Crawling around, I'd never been so embarrassed and even more turned on that I'd ever been, my pussy juice slowly seeping down my freshly whipped thighs.

After some time, Sir decides to stop and sit on a couch across the room. He turns off the vibrating ass plug and I kneel in front of him. Legs shaking, Sir leans in to inspect my pussy and to touch my thighs. Satisfied with my wetness, he smiles and leans back. "Hmmmm...How do you feel, pet?" Sir asks me. I couldn't even look up at him. I was too embarrassed and turned on at the same time. "I want your cock inside of me so badly, Sir." I say quietly. "What's that, pet? I don't think I heard you."

"I want your cock inside of me, Sir." I say a bit more loudly.
"Hmm...I dunno, pet. Seems to me, you've been having all the fun so far. What will you do for me?" Sir asks. "Anything, Sir. Please. I want you to fuck me so badly." I whimper. "Awww...but I thought you were having fun. And I'm not quite convinced." Sir says tugging at the rope attached to my collar, pulling me towards him, as he kisses me roughly. Breaking contact, he looks me straight in the eyes and says "Show me how much, pet." I look down at Sir's crotch and slowly start rubbing his cock from inside his pants. I slide my restrained hands up his thighs towards the belt buckle, undoing it as well as undoing button on Sir's pants. I use my mouth to undo his zipper. I look up at Sir and see pure lust in his eyes as my hands begin to massage his cock hidden by his boxers. All my actions I do in a slow pace. Painfully slow. I lift myself up slightly and rub my face on Sir's crotch, worshipping his cock. I do this for awhile and can hear Sir groaning and shifting in his seat. I take that as a sign to use my hands as well and slowly slip my hand inside of his boxers to pull out Sir's cock and begin lightly moving up and down his shaft. I take my index finger and begin to stroke the head of his penis as I run my tongue down Sir's length, stopping just as I get to the head hovering directly above it with a mischievous smirk on my face. I begin to lower my head slowly to tease him even more but instead, Sir grabs a fistful of my hair and shoves me down, my mouth engulfing his rock hard penis. He turns on the vibrating butt plug again and forces my head up and down as I try to move my hands in tandem with my mouth. I try to focus on breathing while gasping with pleasure at the same time. However, it wasn't long before I hear Sir growl with frustration as he tugged on my collar, instructing me to get up and kneel on the couch with my ass in the air.

Vibrating plug set on high, Sir pulls his pants and boxers down, stands behind me and thrusts roughly inside of me. I cry out from both pain and pleasure. He grabs me by the hips and thrusts his cock in and out of my wet pussy, nails digging deeply into the couch. Both breathing heavily, after we both had a steady rhythm going, Sir takes my breasts into his hands and squeezes. I cry out and slam my pussy roughly against him. "I'm gonna come soon, pet. Come with me." Sir says. "Oh God. I'm gonna come soon too, sir." Moving faster and faster, I could feel my knees starting to slip off of the couch from sweating and shaky knees caused entirely by Sir. I try to steady myself as Sir takes hold of my waist again, roughly slamming in and out of me. In and out, in and out. Heavy breathing, moving quickly in sync, "Come now, pet." Sir groans outloud. And I come. Long and hot and happily, my vaginal walls clamping tighly around Sir's cock, my entire body shaking. A few nights ago, I had trouble sleeping from being so turned on because I was being deprived by Sir; tonight, I definitely would not have that problem.

Release

Sometimes Sir drives a hard bargain...After not being able to come for a few days and being instructed to wear my butt plug to work today, for the whole day, Sir agreed to let me come today. Why so soon, you ask?

Because today, I bought brand spankin' (pun intended) Aslan leather wrist cuffs as well as a size upgrade to my butt plug. At first, I was worried about upgrading to the right size but the guy in the shop was super helpful without being super skeevy so I guess in the end, all worked out...I know, I know. Boring post. But I have nothing but masterbation on the brain and it was a very hectic work day. Tomorrow, I'll post about all the dirty little things that was running through my mind as I fuck myself into a coma for the evening.
Hopefull tonight, I hope I'll see Sir in my dreams. Butt plug in place. Roughly fucking me from behind, hair being pulled back as he forces me to hold the Hitachi to my aching wet pussy, threatening to stop if I drop the wand. Mmmm I love when he's rough and tells me what to do.

Only if you're good (Pt. 1)

I lay still, and wait. Sir had just finished restraining me. "Keep your legs open or I will tie them apart." he said just before putting earplugs on underneath my blindfold. My legs spread apart; open, keeping nothing from him. I feel Sir's hands cover my breasts. Softly caressing, alternating between pinching, licking and biting my nipples. It feels so good, I arch my body involuntarily towards him. A trail of kisses go down my torso, stopping just at my left hipbone; nipping at it lightly, teasingly with his teeth. I shiver and try to move my body away from his invading mouth...he knew exactly which buttons to push. I was afraid that I would come right then and there and our game would stop.

I feel one hand on my face, the other lightly beginning to stroke my pussy. I sigh and bite my lip. He slaps my face and starts to spank my pussy. I try to squirm away, but one of Sir's hands tries to keep me still while the another continues to slap. "I'm gonna come soon, Sir. Please let me come." I beg. I couldn't quite hear a response. Instead I awaited my fate.

The slapping stopped. Sir's fingers slowly, teasingly start to play with my clit as a leather riding crop glids down my breasts, down my stomach, past the slit of my aching pussy. Filled with embarrassment and anticipation, I could feel myself starting to get even wetter. Sir places his fingers in from of my face to make me aware of just how much I was a dirty little pain slut. Embarrassed, I try to turn away but he forces his fingers into my mouth which I lick and suck hungrily. Removing them from my mouth, the sound of leather hitting skin fills the air. Once, twice, the act repeated; I've lost count. I grit my teeth and couldn't take it anymore. I didn't know if I was close to coming or if I was just in that much pain. "Please stop." I say quietly, feeling the beginnings of welts on my thighs, shaking. A few more from the crop and that stops as well. Breathing hard, barely cohesive, lost in pleasure, I hope that Sir had plans to fuck me or at least let me come soon...

Maybe tomorrow...

Your strong arms, steady breathing, your scent, your warmth. I miss waking up next to you. I miss being dressed up for no reason and going out on dates with you. I miss cuddling on the couch, watching movies with you. I miss taking drives with you in your car. I miss holding your hand. I miss your smile. I miss everything about you. There's a million other reasons, and I'm sure you have a pretty good (portable moleskin) idea of how much.

I know that I'm supposed to post kinky things, and things that turn me and Sir on. But today, I'm just feeling a little depressed about it, and not in a very kinky mood. I'm sure tomorrow, I'll be ok and remember that this is just temporary; and that mine and Sir's relationship is definitely something worth waiting for/hanging on to. I am Sir's pet, but I'm also a woman and sometimes I tend to get a little mushy. And I hope that's ok too because when you love someone, I should be able to be as weird/embarrassing as I want and he still has to love me. Today, I just want to post about this. There's always tomorrow...

Hard at work

Since Sir has been generously been allowing me to come most of last weekend, I knew that there would be a price to pay. Starting this week, I was back to my daily dose of orgasm denial, butt plug in place, photograph sent to Sir as proof that I'm wearing my plug. I want to complain; kicking and screaming but I also want to make Sir happy and will admit that Sir is right about one thing: I do enjoy my orgasms a bit more when I suffer a little (more than a little sometimes ;P) and am forced to wait. With my plug in place, moving around (which I'm doing a lot more these days as the weather gets nicer and our company being in the process of a move) makes work at the office become a bit difficult to accomplish when all I have is sex on the brain. Not that sex isn't usually on my mind whenever Sir is concerned. Climbing up ladders, crawling on the floor...all of these reduce me to a dripping shaky mess. To an extent, my imagination, concerning design is affected as well. Subtle phallic-looking objects sometimes show up unintentionally on some of the sketches. This was known to happen not just to me, but a few of my peers as well when I was still an undergrad. Ah, I suppose even when I try to stay private, I can't help but expose a bit of myself somehow...or I could just be a giant perv, who knows? *SHRUGS

I will also admit to self-inducing some of this pleasure. Sir allows me to touch myself occassionally, but stopping just as I'm about to come. It is definitely a BIG frustrating tease that actually makes me hotter and wetter just thinking about when I am finally able to come. When that will be, is entirely up to him. However, it's never just that easy. If Sir can't watch me, I have to record myself, which further adds to the embarrassment and how much more turned on I get as a result.

I'm sure that Sir is getting satisfaction knowing that I'm a frustrated mess because of him; the sadistic side of him smiling as he reads this... I also do this little trick at my desk where with just a bit of a wiggle of my hips and a slight shift of my thighs...did I mention how sensitive I am? Wet panties; horny and frustrating nights until I'm finally given permission by Sir to come. It's hard not to think of anything else but Sir lifting me onto my drawing table at work and fucking me senselessly. I also happen to sit next to a window and a few feet away from a hotel; Those people would definitely have front row seats.

New Tricks

That soft, gentle buzzing in my ass...it had to have been an hour by now. I hope you've returned, Sir. Earlier as I crawled into my cage, you left me with 2 wireless buzzing intruders as my companions. You know exactly what you're doing, Sir; alternating speeds... from my pussy, to ass, to both simultenously together. I knew better than to come without your permission. Yet, I couldn't help that my cunt was throbbing as I slowly seeped down my thighs. I clench my fists and my legs together. I wished I was able to clench my teeth but you placed a penis panel gag on my head. ANYTHING to stop myself from coming right then and there in my cage. I watch you unbuckle your pants, teasing me with your cock from outside my cage. I crawl towards you and you say, "Don't use your hands, pet. Only your mouth."

With the gag in place, I try my best to maneuver my mouth onto your cock. I start slowly and I hear you groan. I move my head faster, bobbing in and out, looking up at you, my eyes never leaving yours. You put your hands in the cage, grab a fistful of my hair, and force my mouth all the way to the base of your cock. I try very hard not to gag as I feel drool drip down my face. You force your cock in and out of my mouth and I try to focus on breathing and controlling my gag reflex. You're breathing hard and you tell me that you're about to come soon. You turn both vibrators on high and remind me that I'm not allowed to come without your permission. But I'm so horny that I can't help that one hand goes down towards my pussy to play with my clit. Despite 2 vibrators, I rub and pinch my clit as you thrust your cock in and out of my mouth. I clench my eyes shut and moan from my gag. "Come for me now, pet." You say. I'm breathing hard and just as I come, you release your load into my mouth.

There's nothing hotter than a man in a suit.

I'm wearing the corset and matching thong that you purchased for me last week. Thigh highs, black heels, and collar;as you instructed, waiting just for you. You just came home, pinstripe buisness suit, dress shirt and tie. You pull me towards you and I can feel your hard member pressed against the fabric of your pants. You know that I'm dripping wet from edging; switching between wearing my butt plug and vibrating egg to work; asking me to send photos for proof. I haven't been able to come in close to 2 weeks. I look into your eyes and tug at your tie. You take my hand away and completely unknot your tie and slip in over my eyes. You spin me around and whisper "Bend over and grab your ankles, pet." I do as you ask, my ass in the air, embarrassed and waiting as I hear your footsteps depart and return. I hear you chuckle softly, leash in one hand, riding crop in the other.

"Are you ready, pet?"

Eep! Late post...

So I forgot to post last night since I came home too late and was too tired to do so...

Maybe 2 posts today will make up for it so that Sir won't strap me to a chair and punish me with a vibrating butt plug and the Hitachi Wand together...

...wait. On second thought. ;P

All dressed up with nowhere to go.

So after much thought and deliberation (well, not really) I've decided that a new latex outfit is in order. The last one that I purchased was back in October; right before I hopped on a plane to visit Sir in Med. School...Maybe a nice catsuit, one that zips open in the front and back. Or a spanking skirt, or nurse outfit to go with the straightjacket that Sir and I love to play with.

Either way, I'm off to fulfill another fun assignment by Sir. He's been in a very generous mood lately, allowing me to come instead of going to bed frustrated, waking up with my hand inside of my panties fondling my throbbing cunt. Anal masterbation with thoughts of sensory deprivation and the feeling of rope pressed tightly against my skin as Sir pounds roughly inside of me...I miss it all. Him, most of all. The kink is nice, but this wouldn't mean a thing without him.

June, hurry up and get here already.

HNT: Pet Project.

*Thigh High boots, Egg Vibrator, & Collar.

So Sir thought it would be a good idea for me to update/start using this blog again as part of my assignments (among other fun & naughty assignments that he's given me). :] When I get a minute, a possible update of Sir & I is in order. For now, I hope this photo will suffice.

HHNT, everyone! <3

I hope the whole world can see us.

You pushed me against the wall, barely having time to strip our clothes off. Your t-shirt, my dress, and underwear come off as I'm unbuckling your belt. I pull them down and you barely have time to step out of them before I straddle you. We're fumbling towards the bed, but find this window ledge instead.

Back pressed against the window, one leg propped up on your shoulder, you thrust deeply into me. My body slams repeatedly onto the glass. I try to sneak a glance outside and bite my lip nervously as well as excitedly...What if someone sees?

"And it's so bad, I can't concentrate."

It seems more like a song, and less like it's math

If you pull on my hair and bite me like that.

And bite me like that.

... Scratch me and bite me.

...I miss your skin on mine.

Your hands roaming down my body; one hand squeezing my breasts, another pressed on my hipbone. I'm still half asleep at this point but I'm starting to wake up when I can feel you brush against my thigh, getting hard. I run one finger lightly over your length, not quite touching the tip. I repeat this and with my other hand, start massaging your balls. I hear you groan and you slide your hand into my moist panties. Your fingers rub my clit gently first, and then you squeeze. I gasp and dig my nails into your shoulders. You keep rubbing... I'm getting wetter by the second. With one hand, I slip my panties off, grab your dick and slip it teasingly into my wet cunt. I rock my hips back and forth, sliding, teasing you, not quite granting you entrance. You grab me by my shoulders, look me in the eyes and smirk as you plunge inside of me. Breathing hard, you thrust deeper and deeper inside of me. I bite my lip to stop from crying out. I close my eyes and I can feel you wrap your hands around my throat. I claw at your back, my toes curl and I start to feel lightheaded. I'm struggling and you release me just in time. As you always know. I rock my hips faster, and dig my nails deeper into your back. Your back is covered with red marks... You hiss because I can't stop scratching. You throw my legs over your shoulders and grab my hands and hold them above my head. You continue thrusting faster and faster until finally we come together. Recomposing ourselves, you look at me and say: "Next time, I'm just tying you to the bedposts."