I have nancy tied to the bed, completely helpless. She’s blindfolded so she won’t even know what’s coming. I wait for a while, enjoying the beauty of her restrained form, as well as allowing her anticipation to build. She takes a deep breath, and lets it out unsteadily, and I know it’s time to begin. At first I simply rest my hand on her stomach, nothing more. But her breathing quickens regardless. Then I lean forward, so she can feel the warmth of My breath on her left nipple. Then I tahe her nipple into My mouth, sucking on it until it’s a hard little jewel between My lips. Then I bite down on it, hard. A squeal, not just of pain, but of ecstasy escapes her lips.

    Then I release it. She tries to lift it back to My mouth, but I stay just far enough away so that she can feel My breath, but she can’t actually reach Me. Eventually she realises that I won’t take it back in until I decide the time is right, and she settles down. Then I lean back down and start to lick the bite marks, she squirms, but manages to stay down. While continuing to lick the marks I reach down to her bare pussy with My right hand. It’s already moist, and I begin massaging her clit with My thumb.

    Shortly thereafter she emitted a series of high-pitched squeaks, and I couldn’t help but grin at the blatant desire they contained. I moved My mouth to her clit and sucked it between My lips. After a while she tried to lift her hips up into me, and I completely released her and stepped back. She started repeating “No,” over and over again while spasming against the air and I couldn’t help but laugh. After A moment I stopped and said “No?”

    At that she froze, and replied “I’m sorry, Master, I didn’t mean to or- say anything like that. It just-it just, felt so good. I didn’t want you to stop.”

    “So you decided to order Me not to?” I asked softly.

    “No, never that.” She responded quickly. “I wasn’t ordering, Master, never that. I-I was begging. Just begging.”

    “So you’re saying I’m too stupid to tell the difference between ordering, and begging then?” I kept My voice flat, allowing her no clue as to My true mood.

    “No Master, no! Oh please, Master I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to anger you. Please tell Me how I can make it up to you? Please!”

    She continues, but I say “Silence.” And she bites her lip to stop herself. Her tone through it all is abject. Then I notice the tears running down her cheeks. At the sight My pulse quickens. Briefly I wonder if the tears are because of the tension of her deire, or from honest fear that she’s upset Me, or some combination.

    I reach down and wipe the tears from her left cheek, before I pull My hand back she turns and starts to kiss it, sucking her own tears into her mouth in the process. I choose to allow it. “To atone, will require punishment.” I say. now allowing My teasing mood to enter My voice.

    “Oh yes, Master, please punish me, please.” The switch from abjection to joy in her voice and manner are immediate and complete. In this moment she is Mine, as much Mine as it is possible for one human being to be another’s.

    I take her left foot in My hand, and before undoing the buckle I tickle the bottom. She shrieks and says “Master! Tickling is not punishment!”

    “Oh really?” I say with a smile. “Isn’t that for Me to decide?” Before she says anything I continue “But no, that’s not your punishment. That was Me being friendly. Now stay still.” I undo the rest of her restraints, and then turn her on her stomach. After I put the restraints back on I lay My right hand on her right ass cheek. She tenses, I do nothing, eventually she relaxes. Then I raise My hand quickly and bring it back down with a resounding smack. Then again. Then a third time. Now there’s a bright red imprint of My hand. I squeeze her cheeck tightly, and enjoy the sound of her gasps. Then I do the same to her left cheek.

    While I’m squeeziing the left I gaze at the right, and I have an idea. First I blow on it. She moans. Then I start to lick the imprint up and down. The moans grow louder. Then I sink My teeth into her sweet, tender flesh. Now she speaks. She repeats “Oh my, God,” over and over again while banging her head into her pillow. Eventually she says “i’m not going to be able to sit for a week!”

    “Are you saying you want Me to stop?” I tease.

    “No, please don’t stop, please don’t…” But I’d already found a new spot.

    There’s more of course, but I think that’s enough for you. If you really wanna hear more about it, you can always call Me!

    But I do wonder dear perverted reader’s, if you understand why it is that I enjoy the particular activity I’ve just described so much? Not that there aren’t many things to enjoy of course. The power, the pain, other things. But I wonder if any of you have a good enough understanding of Me, to figure out what it is about this that makes it such a particular favorite of mine. I have an idea, a contest. Whoever first gives the correct answer, will receive a reward from Me.

    What reward you ask? Perhaps some free minutes to speak with Me, or a special low rate call. Or both.  The answer is actually a little complex and can be put in a few different ways. Some would be better than others. So the better the answer, the better your reward.

    We would speak through Niteflirt, so you would need an account with them to qualify. If you don’t have an account with them just click through and you can get one pretty easy. Later.

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It was kind of funny actually, you see nancy’s very ticklish, so whenever he’d touch her feet she couldn’t keep from lauging. It got so bad that at one point that she kicked him in the head. Then I was the one who was laughing. nancy said I was being mean, but jack didn’t seem to mind. And considering some of the things I did to her (with her ecstatic cooperation), it was even more funny that she called this mean. But to show what a nice guy I am , when I was ready I came all over nancy’s feet and let jack lick it up.

To be honest with you I was kind of hoping she’d kick him again, but this time she managed to maintain some control.

                                            Later.

        When we got to thier place Gina stood up off the couch, she was ready for action wearing just a bustier and some red panties. I walked up to her and she started to say something but I just ignored it and pulled the bustier down and sucked her left nipple into My mouth. She forgot whatever she was going to say and started breathing heavy, then she grabbed me by the shoulders and squeezed hard. I bit down on her nipple, not too hard, but hard enough to make her gasp. Then I released it and started circling the bite marks with My tongue. Once she was panting hard from that I picked her up and started toward the bedroom. I called over My shoulder to mark and said “Door.”

     He ran past Me to open it with a big grin on his face. I know I enjoy fucking a woman in front of her boyfriend/husband or whatever, but I’ve never really understood why they enjoy it so much, but a lot of’em do. And it was pretty obvious mark was happy as fuck I was back. Nice to be appreciated, ha-ha-ha.

    Once we got inside I tossed her on the bed and pulled off My jacket. She leaned on her elbows and licked her lips, obviously waiting for Me to take off the rest. I turned to mark and said “Aren’t you forgetting something boy?”

    ”What?” he asks, suddenly nervous.

     “Your job, remember it’s part of your duties to undress Me.” he laughs in relief that he’s not in trouble and rushes over. Nervous now for another reason his hands shake as he tries to unbutton My shirt. I can’t help but laugh and say “You need to relax littleman, I don’t bite. Or at least I’m not gonna bite you.” It takes him a minute, but he finally gets My shirt off and starts on My shoes. When he finally gets to My pants My cock damn near smacks him in the face, it’s hard because I’ve been watching Gina play with hersef, and thinking about what I’m gonna do to her. In surprise he actually reaches out for it, as if to ward it off. So I swat him and say “Bad boy, thats not for you.”

     he looks a little embarrassed, but then he shakes it off and pulls My pants down My legs. Once he has them off I pat him on the head again and say “Good boy.” Then I go to Gina and take over playing with her clit. I start to suck on her left nipple again as I massage her pussy. She’s already gotten her panties damp, but I want’em nice and sopping wet. After a few minutes I moved down and started sucking her clit through her panties.  When I had them wet enough I pulled them off of her and tossed’em to mark. “Don’t ever say I never got you anything.”

   he smiled like a kid getting the present he most wanted for Christmas. Then I turned back to Gina. Things went on for a while, hours actually, so I’m not gonna cover everything. I will tell you this much though, I teased Gina for more than an hour before I let her cum for the first time. And when I was ready to shoot My first load, I put it right in her ass. And mark licked up every last drop.

That’s all for now, later.

There we are at a table with some friends, like a good slave nancy’s kneeling on the floor, when she notices my drink’s almost empty. so she asks permission to get Me another. I give it, and she kisses the top of My boot and goes to get it. As she’s on her way back this guy intercepts her. I’d noticed this guy eyeballin’ us all night long, especially nancy. For that, I couldn’t exactly blame him since under any circumstances nancy’s gorgeous, and tonight she came dressed to impress. her skirt (what there was of it) was leather, the croptop exposing her flat little tummy was black satin (or something like it)and her honey blonde hair was in pigtails.

Just by talking to her this guy was pushing his luck as far as I was concerned, but I didn’t think he was gonna leave it at that. Sure enough when she shook her head no and started to walk away, he grabbed her arm. Either this guy was a complete moron, or he thought the club was dark enough that I wouldn’t see him. I thought both. My legs tensed wanting to stand, but I held off, I wanted to see how she would handle this.

she carefully set My drink down on a nearby table, saying excuse me to the people sitting there (of course I didn’t hear her, it’s just the way she is). Then she reversed the elbow he was holding driving it into his stomach. This didn’t do much to him actually, but it put him off balance for her next move. her hand dropped down to his crotch and did the gst (grab,squeeze,twist), then her foot went behind his heel (that part I surmised from the results) then with that leverage and her grip, knocked him to the floor. A huge grin spread across My face, she’d done everything just the way I’d taught her. she picked up My drink and headed back to our table. I met her halfway and kissed the top of her head to let her know I was proud of her, then continued on to have a chat with idiotboy.

He was still on the floor when I got there. I actually helped him up. He didn’t even bother to say thanks for that! Somehow I was unsurprised by his lack of manners. I don’t think he realised at first who was helping him. With a big shit-eatin’ grin on My face I said “Feisty isn’t she?”

“Yeah,” he answered. Then he got a good look at Me, and I think the trouble he was in started to dawn on him. Rex, the bouncer, was watching us now. We were friends and he’d seen what happened with nancy, so I knew I had some leeway, but I knew I couldn’t push that too far. Fortunately the area around us had cleared, so I had the space I needed.

I said “Of course I’m one proud poppa, since I taught her how to do that.” Then I hit him in gut, grabbed his shoulders, swept his legs and slammed him back to the floor. Once he was there I stepped on his throat.

He was gasping as I told him “You will never touch what is Mine again.” Then I pressed down on his throat to make sure he understood what I was saying. Once he turned a nice shade of purple I took My boot off of his throat and went back to My table. It was funny, I could actually hear him complaining to Rex as he was lead out.

That’s all for now. Oh. there’s still a lot of things to do to get this site the way I want it, so I’ll be changing things almost daily. So keep an eye out.

“What is it you want to do to My sneakers?” I asked him. He giggled and tried to play it off, but I kept pressing him. Finally he mumbled out an answer. I heard him, but I made him say it again. First he looked around to see if anybody was nearby (there wasn’t, I made sure of that before I asked him the question), and he said “I want to lick them clean, and kiss them, and and” the last part he almost chocked on”and worship them.”

I let out a long, and loud peal of laughter at that. Then laughed even louder at his obvious discomfort. I thought he was uncomfortable at the thought that someone would hear the laughter and come see what I was laughing at than at the laughter itself though. I knew the place was deserted at this time, but if he wanted to freak out about it, that was his problem. I was sitting reverse on a picnic table bench, and he was on the ground, not too far from My feet. I kicked it out in front of Me and said “But look at these shoes, I’ve been running all over the park for the last 45 minutes, and who knows whats all over them. Just to start there’s grass and dirt, and people walk there dogs here. I didn’t step in any big piles, but there might be some small bits. And how many dogs, and people have pissed out there? And you wanna lick that up?”

He was actually shaking. There was sweat pouring down his face, he licked some of his top lip and said “Yes.”

I said “All right then,” and before I could finish he practically jumped at my feet. I had to push him back on the ground. He looked up at Me with this dumb confused look on his face, like a child who has his hand slapped for reaching for the candy and can’t understand why, I couldn’t help but start laughing again.

“But you said,” He starts, but I interrupt “You didn’t let Me finish, it’s all right, if you can give Me a good reason why I should let you do it.”

He offered some money, and I took it of course, but then I told him “Money alone isn’t enough.”

“W-what do you want?”

“I think you should beg for it.” He closed his eyes and swallowed a couple of times. Then he opened them, but before he could start I commanded “On your knees.”

He did as he was told, and received his reward. There’s more, but I’m tired. Later.