The Parcel

The morning light streamed through the curtain, pricking at Alice’s eyes. She groaned as she rolled over and wiggled her toes. Mornings were not her strong point, but Marcus had been kind enough to let her sleep in today. She considered that action with some trepidation. Marcus was a strict Dom, and Alice knew there would be a price for the apparent act of kindness. She forced herself out of bed and dressed for the day – a short black skirt that barely covered her arse, and a tight black tank top. She combed her hair, pleased with it today, and enjoyed the way the sunlight made her dark strands shine. Making sure her collar was sitting just so, she made her way to the kitchen.

“Good morning, Sir,” she chirped, eyeing a parcel that was sitting on the kitchen table.

“Good morning, slut. I hope you’re well rested.”

There it was. The price would be swiftly paid.

“Yes Sir. Is that for me?” Alice asked, motioning towards the coveted parcel. She knew exactly what it was, and having waited two weeks for it to arrive, she was antsy.

“No,” Marcus said, his hazel eyes glistening with mirth. “You haven’t earned it yet.”

Alice nodded, and walked to him.

“Strip, slut”.

Alice undid the skirt and let it fall to the ground, and quickly took her top off. Her round, pale tits bounced as she did so. She liked her tits well enough, but her soft belly was another matter entirely, and she awkwardly attempted to cover it.

“Why are you standing like that?”

“I don’t like the way I look,” Alice said meekly.

The mirth evaporated from Marcus’ eyes as his face took on a thunderous look.

“I beg your fucking pardon?! That body of yours belongs to ME, cunt. Are you calling my property ugly?”

Tears welled up in Alice’s eyes. More than anything, she hated letting her Dom down in any way.

“No that’s not what I…” she started to babble.

Marcus pushed her roughly into the lounge room and onto the coffee table. He took a long, black flogger out from the black storage bench he used as a toy box, running his fingers through its tails. He looked sternly at his submissive.

“How many lashes do you think you deserve for that?”

“Um… 10?”

Marcus laughed. “20 it is! Bend over!”

Alice bent over, steadying herself on the coffee table. Marcus whipped her arse and legs relentlessly. Bright red stripes appeared where the flogger licked her soft skin.

“Owwww ow ow ow,” she whimpered pathetically.

“Up on your knees slut!” Marcus growled.

Alice kneeled as Marcus retrieved a pair of nipple clamps from the toy box, connected by a long silver chain. He fastened the clamps to Alice’s nipples, already hard with anticipation.

“Three fingers in your cunt, now!”

Alice slid three fingers into her wet cunt and began fucking herself. Marcus spread her arse cheeks apart and rubbed a finger on and around her hole.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned with pleasure, and fingered her cunt harder.

“You’re such a fucking slut aren’t you?” Marcus growled. “Your arsehole is already begging to be fucked.”

He grabbed Alice’s hand and moved it to her arse, spreading the juices all over her hole. She slipped one finger into her arse started sliding it in and out.

“Mmmm that feels so good!” Alice moaned.

“Fuck, you look so hot fingering your own arsehole, fucking whore.”

Marcus grabbed a large dildo and shoved it deep in Alice’s slick cunt. She came almost instantly. Marcus admired the jiggle of her arse cheeks as she shook and writhed with gratification. He took the dildo out and pulled Alice back by her hair. Suddenly the dildo was on her mouth.

“Clean it off,” he ordered.

Alice licked up and down the dildo, and sucked on the head, ensuring every last drop of juice was gone.

Marcus shoved the dildo back in her now dripping cunt, and began fucking her hard. He slapped her arse cheeks, still sore from the earlier lashing. The sting made Alice cum again.

“Ohhhh, fuuuck mmmmmm, fuck yes!”

“Fucking little slut,” Marcus laughed.

He took her hand from her arse and moved it to the chain between the nipple clamps.

“Pull on that. Make it hurt!”

Alice pulled on the chain, stretching her nipples. The pain was exquisite. Marcus slowly worked his cock into her arse until it was all the way in.

Alice was completely full and her fuck holes stretched wide open. Marcus pulled his cock out then roughly shoved it back in again, pounding her hard. He then grabbed Alice by the throat and choked her hard. Her cunt quivered as another orgasm built deep within her.

“Fuuuuuuck Sir! Ohhh that’s so fucking good!”

She felt completely overwhelmed by all the different sensations. Full and fucked holes, stinging welts on her arse, nipples pulled, her breathing restricted. Marcus kept calling her degrading things – whore, bitch, slut – over and over. It only served to further her pleasure.

Marcus stopped and lay Alice back on the coffee table, slipping a cushion under her arse. He tied her hands and feet to table legs, pulling each knot tight.

“Look at you, exposing yourself like a filthy whore.”

He slapped her face hard. Unable to move, Alice started to cry from the pain.

“Aww, did that hurt, sorry,” Marcus taunted, not sorry at all, and slapped the other side of her face equally as hard. The tears flowed harder.

He took the dildo from Alice’s cunt and shoved it her mouth.

“You like tasting yourself, don’t you whore?”

“Mmhmm,” Alice garbled, as Marcus fucked her mouth with the juice covered dildo. He forced another, bigger dildo into her cunt, stretching it further and fucking her hard. Alice came again, this time squirting everywhere.

“Fucking whore!” Marcus mocked, shaking his head.

He slid his cock back into Alice’s arse and fucked both her holes hard. She was completely full now. Alice moaned with pleasure, with pain, with confusion between the two. Marcus fucked her hard in all holes and pulled on the nipple chain with his teeth. Alice came three more times, each orgasm harder than the last. The cushion was soaked and the coffee table slick with squirt.

Marcus was almost done playing with his little toy, and removed his cock and the dildos. Alice gasped for air and lamented the sudden empty feeling. She could feel her arsehole gaping open, her cunt throbbing and leaking squirt juice. Marcus released one hand from the rope and stood in front of Alice’s face.

“Reward yourself, slut.”

Alice grabbed her Dom’s cock and wanked him until he came, shooting his hot load onto her flushed face.

“Grrrrrr, fuck!” he moaned.

Marcus pushed all the cum onto Alice’s waiting tongue, and put his hand over her mouth and pinched her nose shut.

“Swallow it, cunt” he growled.

Alice couldn’t breathe and physically had no choice but to swallow. Marcus slapped her face one more time.

“Whore,” he said condescendingly, as he walked away leaving his sub a sticky, used mess, lying in squirt.

He returned a few minutes later and looked at Alice laying there, legs still wide open and secured to the table.

“I like you like that,” Marcus said menacingly, and sat down on the couch with a drink, sipping and watching her.

“Don’t you fucking move, slut,” he said, and went out for a smoke. Alice started to wonder how much longer he would leave her like this. She didn’t dare release herself, even though she easily could.

Marcus returned and laughed at her.

“You’re still there? Do you like laying in squirt?”

“You said I couldn’t move…” she started.

“Silly whore,” Marcus said with a smile and untied her. “You may move now.”

Alice sat up and rubbed her wrists. Marcus took her in his lap and stroked her hair. He lifted her chin up to look at him, her blue eyes seeking approval in his.

“You did very well today, good girl. I’m proud of you.”

Alice sighed with bliss. “Thank you, Sir,” she said.

Marcus kissed Alice on the forehead and slapped her arse playfully.

“Go and clean up, then you may open your mail,” he told her.

Alice squealed with delight and headed for the shower, smiling to herself. She showered quickly, dressed herself again, and returned to the kitchen. Standing at the table, Alice carefully cut the sticky tape from her package. She took out the contents with a happy smile.

“Look Sir,” she called out.

It was a new, shiny pink dildo, nearly twice the size of the biggest one Marcus had just used in her.

He grinned.

“You’ll have to be a very good girl if you want me to use that in you!”