His tongue is in her pussy, so warm, so soft. her hands are in His hair. He teases her and won't let her cum, no matter how much she begs. Just when she gets to the edge and asks Him to please let her cum, He looks at her and smiles.
Then He whispers, "No."
He laughs as she starts to make the noise He so loves to hear, almost a cry, a plea, a beg.
It's not a real laugh, it's the laugh she loves to hear, it turns her on more and more. When she hears it, she feels like she could explode. His tongue finds her pussy again and this time, there's no stopping her. she cums and she cums hard and loud. she knows she will be punished, but that makes it all the more better. He stops and looks at her through narrow eyes,
"you little slut" He says, with a rough voice.
she begins to shiver from the excitement of knowing that she will soon be punished.
"I told you the you could not cum, but you did anyway." He sits up and runs His fingers through His hair,
"What am I going to do with you?"
"i am sorry Master." she chokes out, she cannot breath, let alone speak.
her orgasm has taken everything out of her and now He knows what she wants the most.
"What happens when you do not obey Me, little one?" He asks.
she stammers out the answer, "i-i-get punished."
"That's right, My sweet. Now, what do you suppose I do?"
"It-it's not up to me, Master." All of this waiting is making her crazy. And He knows it.
He gets up and go to the closet, she watches as He gets two of His longest silk ties and returns to her. He then looks into the drawer on her side of their big king size bed. He gets the blindfold she so loves. He sits on the bed beside her and strokes her hair back from her eyes.
"Sweet pet, I hate to punish you, but you must learn." His voice catches as He holds back His passion, she can see it in His eyes.
"Now, get up and walk to the end of the bed."
she does as He says. On shaky legs she stumbles to the end of their king size bed and waits for further instructions. she watched as He walks towards her slowly, taking His time, knowing what it is doing to her. The wait is more erotic than the act, in their opinion.
she watches as He takes her arms in His big hands and strokes them for a moment before looking into her eyes. she sees wave after wave of love and desire He has for her and only her. she sees excitement, knowing that He craves this as much as she does.
"Turn around sweet angel."
she does as she's told, she turns and feels Him as He takes her hands and pulls then forward. He ties her to the bed posts and covers her eyes.
she feels His roughened hands turn to silk as they caress her bound arms and trail down her naked back. He reaches her ass cheeks and soothes them.
He leans down to her ear and she feels His warm breath and she hears His heartbeat. He loves her so much.
"Angel, do you know why you are being punished?" His voice trembles, though He tries not to let it show.
she has no fear of letting her own shaky voice show,
"Y-yes, Sir".
"Tell, Me."