This story is written for my master; it is based off a combination of his fantasies, and mine.128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFp1a7TRMiw
“You ready to make me proud?” I nod. “Use your words, sweetie.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl. Remember your training, and don’t worry, nobody else will touch you; you are MINE. They can look, but if they dare touch you without my permission, they’re dead. Ok, lets go.” He grabs my leash, and we enter the BDSM club that I have been looking forward to for the longest time. The first thing I notice when we walk in, is the loud music and bright lights, then second thing is all the naked women, and all the men with their dicks either in their hands, in a girl’s mouth, or fucking someone. Master leads me to the bar, where he orders a drink. I stand by his side, waiting for instruction. He tells me to kneel beside him, and I obey. I look around and see that we have arrested the attention of several of the men nearby. My master seems to realize this as well, and decides to give them a show, ordering me to be his “footrest”. I get on all fours, and make sure my back is nice and straight as he rests his feet on my back. The men watching chuckle, and I can feel their gazes on my now protruding ass. My master, in order to give them a good show, pulls my short dress the rest of the way up, exposing my lacy black panty clad ass. I swear I can almost hear the men drooling.
Finally, he finishes his drink and says, “On your knees.” I swiftly obey, rising onto my knees. He then grabs my hair and pulls me toward him, pulling my face toward his crotch. He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head up so my eyes are locked with his. “Be a good girl and please me, now.” I run my hands over the zipper of his pants, still looking up at him. I feel him getting hard under my touch. I continue rubbing, as a man comes over to talk to my master. Paying me no more attention than he would a nice wristwatch.
“Is this your first time here?” I unzip master’s pants and pull out his cock, running my hands up and down it. Finally, my master lets my head down, so that I can begin to suck. I run my tongue over the tip, teasing a little. Finally, I take the tip into my mouth, all the while my master talks to the other man.
“Yes, it is our first time, I had to make sure she was well trained before I even dared bring her in public. Wouldn’t want her to embarrass me. She still has a few bratty moments, but a nice slap on the ass or face usually does the job.”
“Hmm, so is she open for public use? Because I would love to fuck that cute little ass.” I continue sucking, running my tongue down the side and trying to fit more in my throat. I feel his hand on the back of my head, pushing me on further as he continues speaking.
“Not unless she embarrasses me too much.” He thrusts a little and I gag.
“Ah, well, I‘ll be here if she misbehaves.”
“Good to know.” He keeps pushing on my head and slightly rocking his hips. My face starts turning red, but I don’t dare try to pull off and breathe. I trust him, and I don’t need air, I need to please him.
“Well, have a fun night.”
“You too,” the man walks away, and I feel like I’m about to pass out. Finally, my master lets me pull off to breathe. I gasp for air, but he immediately shoves it back it. He grabs the sides of my head and begins to roughly fuck my face. “You like that? Huh? You little slut. But after you make me cum and clean up all of it, you’re getting a nice hard spanking.” I make a noise of question. “Why? Because I didn’t have to let you breathe, but when I did, there was no immediate ‘thank you, sir’. You’re being an ungrateful little sub. And bad subs get punished. Maybe I should let that guy have his way with you. I’m sure he won’t go as easy on you as I will. Maybe I should let him fuck your tight ass.” I mumble. He pulls out and slaps me in the face. “Excuse me? Do you have a problem with that?”
“No sir. And thank you sir.”
“Ah, good girl, somebody is learning to be grateful, but you are still getting punishes after I finish. Now open.” I open my mouth again, making sure its as wide as it can be and my tongue is stuck out, just how he taught me.
“Good girl. Hmm… come over here.” He grabs my leash and pulls me over to a wall. He positions me so that I’m against the wall and he is in front of me. “Now you don’t have to worry about pulling away, just open your mouth. I’m going to fuck that little face, and you’d better make me cum, otherwise, I may let that man have a turn.” I gulp nervously, then open my mouth again. He pushes it back in and begins thrusting, slowly at first, then getting faster and harder. I stay still, trying not to gag as he shoves it down my throat. From my position, pressed up against the wall, I have a view of the rest of the room, and am surprised to see how many people are watching us, some cheering my master on. When Master sees me looking around, he slaps me in the face and growls, “Do not look at them, look at me. DO NOT LOOK AWAY.” He stares into my eyes as he fucks my face, finally, he grunts, and I feel him cumming down my throat. I swallow every bit he gives me, but he pulls out halfway through and finishes on my face, my mouth still open, and tongue hanging out. I hear a cheer from behind him, but I don’t look away. “Good girl, now everyone will know what a good slut you are for me.” I smile as he pulls me up to kiss him. He whispers in my ear after he kisses me, “Don’t think I forgot about your punishment little one.” I blush; he notices and chuckles. “Don’t worry, I won’t punish you just yet. We can rest for a little bit .Come here.” He grabs my leash and walks me over to a comfortable looking couch. Once we are seated, me on his la, his arms around me, he says, “Oh, Princess, do you see that girl over there?” He points to girl wearing nothing but a collar. “Don’t you feel a little over-dressed, in your tight black dress? We wouldn’t want to make her feel bad, now would we?” I shake my head. He slaps me lightly, “I don’t speak head shake.”
“No sir.”
“That’s what I thought. I think you should remove your dress, and maybe your bra too. You have ten seconds to remove them, if they aren’t off in that time, I’m ripping them off.” I quickly start to undress, unzipping the dress. “Ten…..nine…” The zipper gets caught and I start to panic, I really like this dress. “eight…seven…six…” it comes unstuck. The dress is off and I unclasp my bra, “five…four…three…” I pull it off and throw it next to him. Now I’m standing there naked but for my panties and collar. “two…one… Times up. Aw, too bad, I really wanted to rip that sexy bra off your body. Now, it’s time for that punishment I promised. Bend over my lap, now.” I obey, laying over his lap, my lags hanging off one side, and my head over the other, with my ass up in the air. I brace myself for the slap, but it doesn’t come, he merely caresses my ass. He runs his hand over it and fondles my soft tits; it actually feels nice, but suddenly, he squeezes my nipple at the same time he smacks my ass, hard. I squeak and almost jump off his lap. “Thought I wasn’t going to punish you, huh?” I shake my head no. He squeezes harder causing me to cry out. “ I don’t speak head shake.”
“No Sir,” I manage to squeak out.
“Hmm… you should have learned by now, I always follow through on my promises.” He slaps again, harder than before. “I guess you’re enjoying this, huh? Maybe I should beat your ass until you can’t sit for a week.”
“N…no, sir.”
“Did you just tell me no?”
“No sir…”
“You’re being a very ungrateful little girl tonight. First you don’t thank me for letting you breathe, now you aren’t thanking me for spanking you. Maybe its time I let someone else punish you, because me doing it doesn’t seem to be working. Maybe that lady over there would like to help me punish you. That girl she’s whipping seems to be having fun.” I look over to where he’s pointing, and see a girl, hanging from the ceiling by her arms, her toes barely touching the floor, having her body slashed with a painful-looking whip and beat with a paddle. I wince, and master notices. “Don’t be a bad girl, unless you want to end up like her.” Watching the girl getting whipped apparently turned on my master, because I can feel his cock pressing into my stomach as I lay over his lap. He sits me up and pulls me onto his lap, my legs straddling his hips. “I’m going to use that tight little pussy of yours,” he growls and I start grinding on his cock. I hear a groan escape his lips as he reaches up to kiss my lips hungrily. His hand in my hair, his mouth devours mine, biting my lips and pulling me closer until my naked breasts are pressed p against him.
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And this is where I’m going to stop. For undisclosed reasons (I’m getting wet in public), I can’t continue writing this. I would also like to see how my master would finish this story…
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