Dirty Little Secret

By xCountryQueenx 

There's nothing like the bond between master and slave... 

My sweet, tight pussy felt so good to the touch - so warm, pulsing, longing for him. I rubbed my clit gently, feeling the tension building... slipping one, two, fingers deep inside myself. Biting my lip to keep from moaning, I knew touching myself was against the rules. Only my master was allowed to touch me, only my master was allowed to make my eager pussy cum. If master was only to come home, to find me touching my wet pussy in his bed... I would be punished, I could only imagine the things he would do to me.

I could feel myself getting close, throbbing now, all I wanted was to orgasm - to feel the rush of ecstasy taking over my body, submerging me in pleasure - and I was so unbelievably close. I heard the door slam, but I didn't want to stop, it felt so good... just a few more minutes. I began rubbing faster - and then he was there before me, my master. He took one look at me and I knew I would suffer the consequences. He flipped me over on my stomach, I struggled underneath his grasp... He slapped my ass, hard! He left bright red, burning marks on my tender ass... I cried out in pain, begging him for mercy, but he continued. I disobeyed his orders - and now I would suffer.

He pinned me down against his bed, secretly I loved it, I loved him controlling me, and my pussy was soaking wet now under his touch. I could see the bulge in his pants, I longed to feel him inside me. He positioned himself in front of me, slowly unzipping his pants, and pulling out his thick, hard cock. He began to stroke himself in front of me, not letting me touch him. He grabbed me by my hair, forcing my mouth on to him... forcing me to lick his shaft, every last inch of it - and I obeyed.

I slowly licked up and down his hard shaft, I loved how thick he was! He felt so good in my mouth, he pushed himself further into my mouth, into the back of my throat, I was choking and gagging on his cock now, and I was so turned on... I reached my hand down, just to touch myself for a second or two, and SMACK! He slapped my tight little ass again. I whimpered, and he laughed - I was his. He pulled back from my mouth, rubbing his cock against my lips for a moment, I kissed and licked it like the good little slave I was. I lived to please my master.

I knew he liked it because he reached his hand down and slowly caressed my thighs, making me tremble. I felt my sweet pussy juices dripping down the curves of my ass as he continued to rub me. His hands drew closer to my pussy, spreading it open wide, teasing me. He massaged my clit for justa moment, turning me on even more... and before I knew it he had slipped two fingers deep inside me. Stroking my g-spot softly with his fingers, feeling the pressure building inside of me. I moaned softly, feeling myself getting close... and he pulled away and smacked me again, harder this time. Cumming was against the rules - I wasn't allowed to cum without master's permission and I knew it... He pulled me down on top of him, so I was sitting on his face and he began to tease my clit with his tongue... I whimpered, holding back... I could feel his tongue sliding up and down me... my juices coating his tongue... watching him taste my sweet juices was so hot, and he loved them! He didn't waste a single drop.

He threw me down in front of him... he was grabbing my ass, rubbing it... kissing it, and I was begging for him. He spread my pussy open wide again, teasing me gently with his fingers this time until I couldn't take it anymore. Then he handcuffed me, so I couldn't move, so I couldn't stop him and he spread my legs wide open, tying me down to the edges of his bed and he positioned himself in front of me, calling me his little slut, talking dirty to me. I don't think he realized how much it turned me on. He forced his gorgeous, stiff cock deep inside me - and he didn't stop. He pounded my sweet pussy, like I'd never been fucked before - he made me cry out in pain and in pleasure, I tried, struggled to get away, but I was bound. I couldn't.

I could feel him pulsing inside me, he rubbed my clit as he continued to have his way with me. I begged him to let me cum, and he denied me. He slapped my ass and buried his cock as deep as he could - and I screamed as I felt him hitting against my g-spot. He began to moan, getting close, and he gave me permission to cum with him. He came, shooting loads of thick, hot, sticky cum deep in me. He was the first to cum in me, and I loved it! I felt his cum dripping slowly out of my pussy, and I reached a finger down to finger myself gently, to cover my finger in his cum, and I brought it to my lips, licking every last drop off, savoring it and my body shook hard as I reached orgasm, waves of pleasure overcoming me, my clit pulsed rapidly. I screamed, moaned in pleasure... cumming hard, covering him in my juices... and then I bent over, licking all of my sweet cum off my master's cock, just how he liked his slave to do.

Tingle Me Time at the Mall

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Tingle Me Time at the Mall




Michael pulled into the parking lot at the mall. He drove past the entrance and past several prime spots, arousing my curiosity.

“Why don’t you take that one? Or that next one?” I asked.

“You’ll see,” he responded.

“But these are so close!”

“Just be patient. All will be revealed.”

 

Despite my argument and continuing protests, he parked a great distance away from the entrance and a good twenty meters away from anybody else. He switched off the engine and reached behind him. The sleek grey and white striped box he retrieved from the back seat and placed in my lap was cleverly shaped and quite light.

“Open it love.”

I opened it carefully, not wanting to destroy the box. Inside was a soft plastic heart.

“It’s a Tingle Me vibrator,” Michael said, anticipating my question.

I studied it carefully – analyzing it from every angle – and began removing the remaining packaging.

Michael rubbed his hand against my leg.

“I thought you might like a bit of a naughty adventure today,” he said with a smile.

 

I could see his plan now. He’d have me wear the vibrator through our shopping trip, until I got so worked up that I’d beg him to make me cum in the mall bathrooms. I wasn’t entirely sure I minded though.

***

Michael and I had met at a friend’s wedding about a year ago and it had been fireworks and sparkles ever since. His heart of gold had a huge romantic side. His spontaneous nature made our relationship very playful and a whole lot of fun. I was whisked away for a naughty weekends. Sometimes he popped up at work pretending to be from a delivery or telephone company. We worked well together as a couple and the spontaneity and playfulness in our relationship bubbled over into our sex life.  We tried new things often and had played out all our fantasies so far.

 

He was built a bit bigger than me. I loved his strong arms and shoulders around mine. His sexy smile was always enticing and his lips were his favorite (and most pleasurable) tool. His blonde hair contrasted with my dark hair and his brilliant blues captured the focus of my brown eyes.

***

 

His hand continued rubbing my leg as he leaned over to kiss me. His lips engulfed mine at first. Slowly, I began to return the kiss—letting my tongue tango with his in the ballroom our mouths created. The intensity built up quickly and we were soon engrossed in a ferocious kissing frenzy. Our lips interlocked and our tongues playing with each other for a good few minutes, until we had to stop for a breather.

 

The pink heart was still in my hands. Michael took it from me, taking it to his side of the now steamy car. As I watched him, I noticed the bulge in his pants that looked as though it was struggling to get out. I wasn’t surprised after the intensity and passion of our kissing. To be perfectly honest, I was quite turned on too. My body was slowly starting to moisten my panties.

 

“Want me to take care of this?” I asked playfully, putting a hand over his crotch.

 

He stared at me a moment before saying, “Tough call to make. I love it when you take care of me, but there’s something else I want you to do for me right now.”

 

He handed me the pink heart vibrator.

 

“I want you to put this in your panties,” he continued, “Put it in your panties and I’ll help you turn it on. I’ll wait in the car. Get a few things in the mall with that humming against your clit babe.”

 

“That’s insane! I can’t walk around with a vibrator busy on my clit!”

 

“Love, it’s not going to get you off. It’s just going to prepare you for what I have planned for tonight.”

 

I considered it for a moment. If it wasn’t going to make me orgasm in the middle of the mall, it would probably be manageable.

 

His hand stroked the side of my face and said, “Mull it over. If you don’t want to, we can head home. No hard feelings.”

His kindness made me melt. I wanted to do this now – for him.

 

“Come with me?”

 

“With the greatest of pleasure babe—in any sense you want.” We both laughed, breaking the tension.

 

“Okay,” I said sheepishly.

 

“Okay you’ll do it? Or okay let’s go home?”

 

“I’ll do it.”

 

A naughty grin took over his face and he kissed me once more. His hand slipped over my crotch and he began fidgeting with the buttons on my jeans. Our lips parted only once my jeans were open.

I spread my legs as well as I could in the confined space and he pulled my panties forward. He pulled the backing away and stuck the vibrator against the material of my panties. With a light push in the right spot from him, it sprung to life. He pushed it into the right position—between my nether lips and right against my clit. My pelvic muscles clenched at first contact, revelling in the sensation.

It vibrated lightly against my clit and pussy and caused my pussy to begin moistening my panties. A soft moan escaped my lips as my body adjusted to its rhythm.  My body was slowly slipping away to a different zone.

 

“You’re all set babe,” Michael commented.

 

“Mmmmm….”

 

He kissed me again, the vibrator still humming away silently in my panties.

 

“Let’s go babe.”

 

As I changed positions to step out of the car, a new sensation washed over me. The vibrator was now stimulating my clit from a different angle. It took me a moment to find my footing again.

 

Michael put an arm around my hips and we made our way across the parking lot. As we began walking, the vibrator moved slightly, hitting my clit from all sorts of angles and in the most wonderful ways. It was enthralling-- my mind focussed just on the sensations my crotch was feeling-- and I hardly noticed where I was going.

 

Inside the mall, Michael took my hand and led me into a grocery store. It was probably one of the worst times for this kind of adventure—the store was full of people and the queues were long.

 

“Let’s get some milk and bread while we’re here.”

 

“Michael! I’m not waiting in that queue for some milk and bread! We can go to the convenience store on the way home.”

 

The Tingle Me in my panties was hitting all the right spots and sending me into a frenzy. All my responses were a bit over-enthusiastic at this point. I was close to an orgasm and Michael picked up on that.

"Oh but its not the milk and bread we're after!" Michael smiled. 

I caught on, smiled back and went along with his plan, shakily walking with him. Things in my panties were getting intense and were about to boil over.  My body was producing its own juices at a rapid rate now and I could feel that my panties were becoming wet.


We made it to the exceptionally long express queue and waited in line. Michael handed our two items to me and placed his hands on my hips. The Tingle Me was still working in my panties and was going to push me over the edge soon. I leaned back against Michael and he brought his head next to mine.

 

“Don’t scream, okay?” he whispered into my ear.

 

“Don’t scream at whaaaaa…”

 

He slipped his hands a bit lower and pushed against the crotch of my pants, driving the Tingle Me hard up against my pussy and clit and bringing on my orgasm. Bringing on my orgasm right there in the grocery store! I had to bite my lip to stop myself from screaming. My pussy muscles clenched and unclenched as the waves of orgasm hit me. My face became flustered and my whole body shuddered.

The woman in front of us turned around to see what was going on. Michael’s hands quickly slipped away from my crotch area and back to my hips. As though with eyes and social grace, the vibrator slowly stopped humming.

I took a moment to recover, leaning against Michael, the bread and milk still in my hands. We slowly shuffled forward in the queue. When we were next in line, I had finally composed myself and could stand on my own again. The waves of pleasure hadn’t stopped though—those still coursed through my body.

 

Michael leaned close to my ear and whispered, “I need to walk behind you when we leave. I have a massive hard-on.”

 

I smiled, turned around and kissed him, just as the cashier called for the next customer. I wasn’t expecting to have an orgasm today, at least not until we got home, but it was a nice surprise!

We shuffled to the cashier together and paid for our bread and milk. People must have thought we were trying to imitate penguins on the way out—Michael walked behind me with his hands on my hips and his hard-on rubbing against my ass.

We made it to the parking lot in our penguin-stride and Michael began walking next to me.

 

“See,” I said playfully, “Wasn’t such a good idea to park so far away.”

 

“We’ll see,” he chuckled.


Once we got to the car, we started kissing again. We checked for anyone around us before I undid his pants and sucked him off. I was careful to make it last and let him revel in the sensation just as he’d had me revel in the sensation of his pretty gift against the sensitive bits of my body.


I drove to his house, letting him recover a bit. We abandoned the milk and bread in the car, in favour of some far more pleasurable adventures in the bedroom.