Sensual Kitty

“I don’t want you to see what’s coming next, pet,” he told her as he returned to the table for his next selection.

He grasped the leather whip, moved to stand in front of Kitty, and flicked it out and lightly whipped against the inside of Kitty’s legs, causing her to twist and turn in her seat. Master used the whipped her several more times each time her whimpering and crying became louder. He watched as her body twitched with each flick of the whip. Excitement rose up in him as he observed her trying in vain to hold back her climax. Sweat popped out on her soft skin as it slowly began to glow.

Unable to take much more, Master returned the whip to the table and untied the rope embracing his new pet. As soon as the thick rope became loose he yanked her up and turned her around so that her ass now faced him. With a shove he moved her toward the table and forced her face down on it, her face he briefly noted was pressed tightly against a leather harness. It took him seconds to rip open his pants and press himself between her ass cheeks. Her dripping juices had already lubed her and with one deep thrust he entered her forcefully. The mixture of the pleasure and pain was heard in Kitty’s muffled cry.

“Don’t you dare cum, bitch,” Master growled, as he pounded into her tight warm ass. “I have plans for you,” he force out between thrusts. He could feel the rising volcano of lust bubble up inside of him and erupt into her willing ass. He continued to move within her for several more minutes, knowing from her whimpered cries that she was fighting herself to prevent herself from cumming. There it was he noted, as her body began to convulse. He had demanded her obedience and yet he had forced her to her peak. Master pushed away his smile as he pulled away from the whimpering slut. Yes, he thought, she is a slut and before I’m done today she’ll be begging me to stay.

“I thought I told you not to cum, slut” he demanded forcing the pleasure out of his voice as he removed the tape over her mouth and pulled the saliva covered panties from her mouth.

He grabbed a pair of scissors and cut the sexy black dress from her body, knowing he had another in her new quarters.

“No, please don’t,” she openly cried as he dropped the ruined dress to the floor, shifted toward the table, lifted the crop this time and began to beat his sensual kitty.

“This is your punishment,” he began to tell her loudly over her crying. “You will receive fifteen red strips across your legs and ass. You will then suck on my cock until I tell you not too, even if I do cum. Then my dear whore, you’ll sleep on the floor with just a rope to keep you restrained and a thin blanket to keep you warm.”

He watched her quiver and sob as he dealt out his punishment on her ass. He watched with satisfaction, as her ass and upper legs turn red with each additional swing of the crop. He shivered with his own pleasure as he swung the last hit and released his hand from her back and turned and dragged her toward his tastefully decorated living room.

He forced her to kneel facing his favorite black leather recliner, as he sat down. The creak of leather rubbing leather echoed strangely through the room, as he grabbed the cold beer he had previously left from the small side table and drank the soothing liquid. He looked down at the woman between his legs, noticing how her breasts were hard little pebbles of desire. Despite her protests, she was turned on by everything he did to her.

Although he knew she couldn’t see him because of the blindfold, he looked pointedly at her, fisted his hand in her hair and yanked her forward to his cock.

“Suck, you whore,” he growled. “Suck until I tell you to stop. Don’t even stop when I fill your sluttish mouth,” he demanded of her as he watched her slide her hot wet soft lips over his rock hard cock. He flexed his fingers in her silky hair as the lust flooded him, and pushed her head down further on his dick. He felt her mouth open wider and take his cock deep into her throat. He was just barely able to suppress the moan that bubbled up his own throat, as her throat muscles caressed his sensitive skin.

It didn’t take long for him to cum again and fill her willing mouth with his flavored seed. He watched in amusement as she tried to pull her head away and struggled against the hand on the back of her head that held her to his still hard cock.

“I told you slut, you’re to keep sucking,” he whispered very softly. He reached and took another long pull of the frost beer and settled back to watch his new slave suck on his cock, and swallow his cum over and over again. Master set down the cold beer and picked up the remote control that sat on the side table. The sounds exploded into the room, the sounds of loud group sex, as it radiated from the television set. He smiled as he watched the sweat break out on her delicate skin and her body began to wiggle as she listened to the graphic sounds.

It was a half hour later after he had exploded into her mouth another time, Master reached down and picked up his obviously worn out submissive. He carried her to the bedroom, removed her cuffs and blindfold, and laid her on the bed, spread her wide, and thrust his cock deep within her. She cried out as he slid his fingers over her clit and she exploded with a piercing cry, and convulsed tightly around his cock, sending him over another time deep in her cunt.

“Mmmm, you did very good, pet,” he told her as he pulled her hands together and tied her wrists with the promised rope. “Now, it’s time for you to sleep,” he told her as he set her gently on the floor and tied her feet together and her hands were secured to her feet when he dropped the thin blanket over her still flushed body.

“Did you enjoy serving me, pet?” he knelt down and whispered in her ear, then licked the drying sweat off her ear lope.

“Yes Master,” she whispered back, lifting her head but not looking him directly in the eyes, as a good submissive would do.

“Good,” he said this time allowing the smile to be heard and seen. “Tomorrow you can spend the morning begging me to keep you.”

“Yes Master,” she said with a contended sigh and closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Master stood over her and watched her sleep, struggling against the desire to pick her up and cuddle with her on the bed. If she was going to know her place in his life then she needed to learn now. He smiled again as he stripped down and climbed into the bed and also fell into a contented deep sleep, dreaming of sensual kitty kneeling at his feet during the day, following him around the house waiting on him hand and foot, and warming his bed at night.