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A SLAVES REWARD
By LadyRed
I pushed a little to sit him back on the bed. "I have a little...present for
you," I said, and spread my arms wide in front of me. "All you have to do is
unwrap it." He looked at me quizzically, a half-smirk smile on his face, and
reached out for the tie on my black cloak. As he loosened the tie I shrugged
back with my shoulders and dropped it to the floor behind me. My sub stared.
I stood before him in a Black and Red Demi bra I had bought the day before at
a specialty shop, one which fitted me perfectly, lifting my breasts up and
out, my nipples clearly visible through the thin material. Around my waist
was a matching garter belt that was clipped to thigh-high stockings, a touch
designed to appeal to my identity and pronounced sexuality. Where my panties
should have been was the cock I had purchased so long ago; gleaming slightly
after the soapy scrubbing I had given it. Wisps of what little dark pubic
hair I allow to remain on my shaved pussy escaping from behind the black
leather patch that held it in place.
David's eyes widened in disbelief, and I imagined that he had turned a shade
paler in the dim light. I spoke to him caressingly, soothingly in the sexiest
contralto I could muster up. "I want to reward you....you have been a good
sub," I said in a low whisper, "and I lust your entire body so much. I want
to devour you for a change, to take you, every way, to do things to you that
you never imagined." I was running out of patience and genuinely wondered if
you would receive my gift willingly. "But...if you don't want to...I would
have to take you!"
His gaze shot up, away from the cock jutting out of my pelvis, and locked
with mine. I saw heat there, and hunger, and My sub rose to stand before me,
asked my permission to approach me......crushing my body to his, the springy
latex of the cock I wore pressed up against the sudden rock hardness of his
own erect member. I tilted my face upwards and searched out his lips with my
own, and then we kissed , not the deep soft passion that one shares but a
hungry savage assault of lips and tongues and teeth that startled both of us
by its fury. I broke the kiss first and looked sharply at him for signs of
any hesitation or discomfort; there were none. I grinned at him, letting my
evil and lusty feelings show through my eyes......letting the full force of
my rising excitement show through.
"Lie down, my slave," I said, "on your front." He crawled onto the bed and
did so gingerly, carefully positioning his erection as he lay down facing the
foot of the bed, his legs on my pillows. Once he was down I stuck a pillow
under his head to raise it a little, and then sat down on top of him, my butt
resting on the small of his back. I then commenced a long back rub, beginning
with the firm circular rubs just as I like so much and then tapering off to a
more feathery touch. My rubs turned into caresses, and I heard him groan
softly, deep within his pillow. I smiled, and wiggled back a little further
until I was sitting up on his legs, just beneath his buttocks. My caresses
moved up and down his muscular back, down his arms, across his broad width
and then down the sides of his waist. Softly at first, I rubbed the back of
my hands past his waist to the top of his crevice, and then across the width
of his ass. He moaned again, and I drifted my touch down a little further.
Using both hands, one on each cheek, I began to massage his buttocks, my
rubbing getting firmer. Waiting for a reaction I spread his cheeks apart,
noticing as his muscles clenched almost involuntarily. I had never played
with his ass in this manner, I thought with a smile that was more of an evil
grin, realizing that no one probably ever had. I rubbed some more and then
snaked a hand around underneath, moving between his legs and under to the
front. Instantly his reactions became more pronounced, and his hips lifted
off the bed as my hands hugged his balls, hefting them slightly, rubbing all
over them and beneath them, putting firm pressure on the area between his
testicles and his anus, massaging his prostate. My hand moved upwards and
found the shaft of his cock and encircled it, and with firm pressure I held
it tightly. I pulled up and down, emulating the masturbating strokes I had
seen him employ before. He moaned loudly and spread his legs wider to give me
greater access.
By now my slave was almost on his knees, his head still embedded in the
pillow I had given him, his body now portraying the rear-entry position. I
continued to stroke his cock, occasionally letting go of his shaft to run my
open palm downward over his balls again to knead them and caress them,
causing him to groan further out of the pleasure he was obviously
experiencing. As he rose to his knees I moved around until I was sitting
directly behind him, my hand between his legs and on his cock. Without
breaking my rhythm I leaned forward and peered at his anus, at the small,
dark opening that seemed so tightly shut. Hoping that he had heeded my
request for thorough internal washing I let go of his cock; spread his ass
cheeks apart, and began to run my tongue down his crack, to the tip of the
entrance. As my obedient sub squirmed a bit I ran my tongue around its
puckered surface, poking in a little with the tip. As I tongued him I
returned my hand to his cock and was rewarded with a violent jerk, as it
stood up stiffer than I had thought possible in response to my touch.
Ahhh, my slave was pushing his ass back against me now, swaying a little as I
licked at his ass and pumped his cock, his head now raised and tilted back,
his eyes closed. I stopped what I was doing and moved my mouth close to his
ear. I whispered, "I own you and I want to fuck you, my little slut. I want
to fuck you and enter you and fill you the way you do to me..." "Yesssss..."
he hissed, his consciousness swirling in a haze of anal pleasure I never
expected from him. I turned to my nightstand and found the tube of K-Y Jelly
I kept there, pleased at the discovery that there was still some left. I
squeezed some onto my finger and applied it to his entrance, massaging it in
to the area. I added a more generous amount and saturated the area, rubbing
around the rim of his hole and then slipping a finger inside, causing his
hips to buck momentarily. I made little circles inside, making sure that he
was well-lubricated, and then dropped a larger amount onto the cock I wore,
rubbing it around the head and underneath, and then onto the shaft.
My slut spread his legs a little wider, opening him self fully to me. "I own
you my lil slut," I murmured, reassuring him with my words and my tone that I
owned him and that this is the pleasurable reward his Mistress gives her slut
boy when he obeys his Mistress' every command. Moving very deliberately I
kneeled behind my slave who was positioned with his ass in the air and his
head in his pillow. This reminding myself of me lying there and of Linda, who
had lain in that very position many times before, waiting for me to enter her
with my cock. Using my hand I placed the cock's tip at his entrance and moved
it around the opening to ensure that there was enough lubrication to ease its
entry into him. Resting one hand on his back I moved closer and began to push
the cock into him, using my hand at first and not my hips.
My sub gasped as the cock pushed into his ass, and I pushed further until the
flared crown of the latex cock was inside. I kept pushing, determined to get
the whole thing in at once. He gasped again as the cock plunged deeper into
his virgin territory (though maybe not--how did I know what had been in there
when he was alone today?), and I rolled my hips forward until I had pushed it
all the way within him, my pelvis up against his backside. He was on his
hands and knees again, having raised himself a little to a better angle, and
I was overcome with a sense of strangeness, of altered states. How many times
had I fucked when he was behind me, pressing back against him as he pushed
his cock deeper and deeper inside my body when I had him service me? Here we
were roles reversed in a way I found very pleasing and I in total control as
always.
I pulled my hips back slightly and the cock moved with me, pulling back out
of my slut's ass most of the way. I pushed back inwards; he gasped once
again, and then emitted a low moan; I pulled back; I thrust forward; he
moaned again. Slowly and gradually I began to fuck him with the cock I wore,
in and out of his ass in a deliberate but steady rhythm. Slut began to moan
in earnest now, his anal passage becoming accustomed to the length and width
of the cock. The stimulation of my fucking motions was getting to him, and
his hips began to move in rhythm with the thrusts I made. With one hand he
grabbed hold of the bed's footboard to steady him self. With the other he
began to pump his cock, his hand picking up speed rapidly.
I stopped moving and rested my hands on his waist, just above his hips, the
cock buried in him to the hilt. I spoke to him slowly, with urgency: "No,
slut! ... slowly ... I want the pain in your cock to last until I give you
permission to start counting down to explosion." Immediately his hand slowed
its pumping, and I resumed the rhythm of my thrusting moving the cock
smoothly forward and back, in and out of his ass. I spoke again, expressing
the excitement he was feeling was to last. "I'm fucking you, my whore. My
cock is moving in and out of you, in, as I pushed forward a little harder and
out, as I pulled back...fucking you like you want to fuck your Mistress...do
you want me to *fuck* you? Do you like it when your Mistress *fucks* you?"
"Yes," he moaned, "fuck me...yessss..."
We were both as far into this as we could be, and although I wasn't the one
being penetrated I was getting more and more excited, the outside of my
vaginal area being stimulated by the rubbing of the harness I wore. I pushed
the cock deep into my slut whore again and kept it there, pushing my pelvis
firmly up against his ass so that the harness pushed back against me. I began
to move up and down, masturbating myself with the leather patch over my pussy
as the cock's movement inside my slut's ass stimulated him. He grunted in a
pleasurable pain as the cock drove deep inside him, but he was getting close
as his hand frantically pumped away at his cock. I grabbed his hips harder
with my hands, pulling him back against me as I rubbed myself up against him.
He felt me fucking him and holding him as I fucked him and my thighs were
pressed against the back of his thighs as we rocked together and he groaned
and shouted "Oh yes fuck me oh I love you fucking me, fuck me I am your
whore, use me, I am your slave, slut.". At that moment I told him to start
counting down...louder .... who are you.....who owns you!!!! I felt him jerk
as he started spurting. I was burning and rubbing and I was also cumming at
the sound of his moans as he counted 5, 4, I am yours mistress, 3 fuck me,
use me, I am yours 2, 1 and I fucked him and we both came and came and came
and came--
I had cum so hard my arms and legs were twitching afterwards as I subsided.
My lil sub was hanging against the footboard, exhausted and limp, his hand,
belly and knees damp with his cum. I put my hand around the base of the latex
cock and began to withdraw it slowly, slowly, and ever so slowly. It slid out
smoothly, still lubricated even after our violent fucking, and with a final
careful tug it emerged from his ass and I leaned back. I fetched some tissues
and wiped the lubricant around my wilted subs anus, discovering as I did so a
drop of blood; I must have cut or irritated him at some point. I pulled him
back to me and asking if he was all right while his Mistress took heed in
cleaning the area properly, reassuring him that I will always take care of
him.
My slut smiled at me, his eyes still half-closed, curled up as a baby resting
himself at my feet. "That had been the best orgasm I ever had," he said
wearily, "and I bet it was the noisiest, that's for sure." I laughed lovingly
"The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you," I said. The next time you
earn rewarding I may take you to the next level."
He then took his place at the foot of the bed as I laid myself back to drift
into a long deserved sleep. He had pleased his Mistress and shall clean up
tomorrow.
LadyRed
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