Its morning the kids are off to school, your husband has left for the day. You log on to read your posts as you have every morning. Today is different a post has come from me. Your a little nervous, wondering if you had made the cut, are you still one of my Angels. You click it. The excitement is building. You can feel it, a tightness in the pit of your stomach, a knot. You see it and begin to read the words flow with passion and sexual energy. Almost like a trance you're sliding your panties off and parting your legs slightly. The sensual surge urges your hand down your chest to your sweet wetness....
You're such a bad girl.
Startled, (you let out a screech) trying to spin the chair around and get up at the same time you fall helplessly back into it.
Look at you.
Seeing that it is me you (sigh in relief)
Touching yourself again.
Masturbating without my permission.
Did you deliberately want me to catch you?
I thought so.
Are you a dirty little exhibitionist?
You love me seeing you like this, don't you?
You love it when I see you touching yourself.
Dirty little slut.
Get down on all fours and crawl to your master.
I don't care if you need to have an orgasm.
You'll cum when and if I give you permission and not before.
Get on all fours.
Now!
Just do it!
That's it.
Now be a good girl and open your thighs for your Master.
I want them wider.
Open them wider.
Show yourself to me.
Show me your hot juicy pussy.
That's it Angel use your fingers to spread the lips apart.
That's what I wanted to see.
Look at you so soft, pink, and Oh, so wet.
I can tell that you need to be fucked hard, fast, and long...
don't you?
Yes!!!!!!, Please.... Master, you reply
I guess we will see if my Sweet little Angel deserves that pleasure.
Now keep your thighs open.
(smack) my hand print appears and then fads on your beautiful round ass
I didn't say that you could move or speak.
Keep them open until I tell you otherwise.
No, don't touch yourself.
I told you to hold it.
Not until I give you permission.
(smack) taking my open palm I flick your love bud
Stop moving your hand.
What did I just tell you?
You're being a very bad girl.
(smack) my fingers hit your pussy lips again
Clearly you want me to punish you.
I pull your leash out of my leather jacket pocket.
Get up on your knees, as you do so, I bend to attach the leash and kiss the top of your head.
Since you can't be trusted to behave, I'm going to have to tie you up.
So take me up stairs.
You start to stand up.
No! Get back on all fours.
You beg me to let you walk saying,... Please...Master
I will listen, I won't play with myself....It has just been so long since...
you fall silent seeing that I have pulled the riding crop out of my jacket.
Obediently you begin crawling to the stairs. With your small skirt high on your hips your perfect ass looks like a work of art. (Your sexuality is strong and you know how to use it to get what you want.) I watch as each round buttock raises and falls, then giggles slightly, with each move you make.
Taking the riding crop in hand as we approach the stairway, you could hear me snap it against my leg. You wince, pause for a moment then continue.
Part of your punishment my dear will be my crop.
Each step please, Sir! you asked
Yes, Sweet Angel one for each step.
Oh, Thank you....Master
First step, You proudly raised your firm ass to accept my crop...(smack)
the sound of the leather against your cheeks is so enticing..
Second, A little harder(SChMACK) a sting goes through you, a red mark rises then falls away
Third, you wince slightly as the crop finds your flesh again. (Whack)
4,5,6,7,8 each time your ass is that much closer to feeling as if its on fire....
Then nine, and nothing you pausing I pull the leash urging you to proceed, then 10, half way to 11 (smaCK, Whack) you push your face into the stair, tears begin to fall.
12,13 nothing....you hope that your tears have been enough to show me.....
but before you could finish the thought, fourteen and (smack) your ass is a beautiful cherry red... small welts have appeared...it burns like fire, but your pussy is so wet that the juices flow down your leg.... the energy, vitality, passion, strength...all these emotions you feel are enveloping you...
We have reached the top my pet.
Get up onto your knees.
Looking down at you I wipe the tears from your eyes.
We have only just begun the day my Sweet Delicious Angel.
© with love, L.
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