u/Striking-Baker1592

No no look baby, look how pretty you are. Your needy eyes, your swollen nipples, your sensitive aching pussy leaking all over. You're so pretty, especially when I keep you denied aren't you? And you want to be as pretty as possible for me don't you baby? That's right. Good girl! Now, remember how I promised to let you cum today? Beg me to keep you denied another week. Beg me to make you my perfect needy pathetic beautiful fucktoy. Good girl, I guess, since you asked for it we will wait another week. It's okay baby, if you ask nicely you'll still be allowed to make me cum...

You are standing in my living room, we just returned from a dinner and a beautiful walk by the river. As I pour us some wine I look at you intently, "Strip for me" I order you. You oblige, slipping off your blouse and skirt,folding each piece carefully and set them aside, making sure not to wrinkle the fabric. Finally you assume your position, standing before me in your matching lacy set, your arms folded behind your back. "Kneel," I say firmly. You comply, dropping to your knees with a gracefully. I run my hand over your head, feeling your silky hair between my fingers. I tug gently, pulling your head back so you're looking up at me with those big beautiful eyes. "You've been a good girl this week, haven't you? Edging your pretty pussy for me every day?" I ask, my fingers tracing the line of your jaw. "Yes, Sir," you reply, your voice soft and submissive. "I'm proud of you," I say, and push my large thumb into your eager mouth enjoying the soft warm embrace of your lips as your suck it, without breaking eye contact.

I've been denying you orgasms for a week now, and I know how difficult it's been for you. But you've been such a good slave, following my commands without question, that I think it's time for a reward. "Stand up," I say, pulling you by your hair. You do as I say, your body trembling with anticipation. I can see the desire in your eyes, the way your pupils dilate as you look at me. I know you want me, and I'm more than happy to oblige.

"Take off your bra and panties," I command. You comply, slowly unhooking your bra and letting it fall to the floor. Your breasts are perfect, firm and round with nipples that are already hard and sensitive. I can't resist reaching out to touch them, pinching your sensitive nipples. You moan softly, your body arching into my touch. "Now your panties," I command. As you slide them down your legs, I can see the wetness glistening on your thighs, and I can't resist reaching out to touch you. "Such a wet little slut" I say, my fingers tracing the line of your slit. I can feel your arousal, the heat emanating from your pussy, your musky smell filling the room, making me cock throb in my pants. You moan louder, your body trembling with need. I can see the desperation in your eyes, the way you're begging me to touch you, to make you cum. But I'm not done yet.

"On all fours," I command, my voice firm. You comply, bending over so your hands and knees are on the floor and your holes on display. I can see your pussy, overflowing with arousal, and slowly dripping down your tights. I can't help but lean in and let me tongue gently trace up your thigh collecting your lust on my tongue, savoring your taste. You can feel my tongue almost reaching your lips, but stopping just short of them. My hot breath on your needy cunt, teasing you and blowing ain't your clit, inciting you to moan and whimper. I begin to touch you, my fingers tracing your swollen lips. You moan again, your body trembling with need. I can feel your arousal, the way your pussy is clenching with desire. I know you're close, but I love toying with you.

"Stay" I command, stepping back. I walk over to the table, picking up the riding crop that I left there earlier. I can see the fear and lust fighting in your eyes, the way you're worried and excited about what I'm going to do. "Spread your legs," I command, my voice firm. You comply, spreading your legs wider so I have better access to your pussy. I reward your obedience with my fingers on your cunt, slowly tracing along your lips, all the way up to your clit, teasing it just slightly before sliding down again, circling your entrance and teasing your lips. Suddenly I bring the riding crop down on your ass, the sound echoing in the room. You jump, your body tensing with pain. I can see the red mark on your ass, and quickly begin to draw a pattern on your cheeks as my other hand massages your clit. I know you're close, I can tell by how your hips grind against my hand, your breathing and whimpering. But I have trained you well.

"Please sir" you whimper.
"What's that, slut?"
"Please let me cum!"
"Not yet, slut" with that I remove my teasing fingers from your cunt and hit your aching cunt with the crop. You try to close your legs but I force them apart as the leather slaps against your swollen sensitive lips again and again. You whimper and yelp, but I can see you getting wetter and wetter, leaving your juices on the crop.
I finally give you sweet cunt a rest. And give you a new order, "worship me". You eagerly turn around and begin to undress me...

You are standing in my living room, we just returned from a dinner and a beautiful walk by the river. As I pour us some wine I look at you intently, "Strip for me" I order you. You oblige, slipping off your blouse and skirt,folding each piece carefully and set them aside, making sure not to wrinkle the fabric. Finally you assume your position, standing before me in your matching lacy set, your arms folded behind your back. "Kneel," I say firmly. You comply, dropping to your knees with a gracefully. I run my hand over your head, feeling your silky hair between my fingers. I tug gently, pulling your head back so you're looking up at me with those big beautiful eyes. "You've been a good girl this week, haven't you? Edging your pretty pussy for me every day?" I ask, my fingers tracing the line of your jaw. "Yes, Sir," you reply, your voice soft and submissive. "I'm proud of you," I say, and push my large thumb into your eager mouth enjoying the soft warm embrace of your lips as your suck it, without breaking eye contact.

I've been denying you orgasms for a week now, and I know how difficult it's been for you. But you've been such a good slave, following my commands without question, that I think it's time for a reward. "Stand up," I say, pulling you by your hair. You do as I say, your body trembling with anticipation. I can see the desire in your eyes, the way your pupils dilate as you look at me. I know you want me, and I'm more than happy to oblige.

"Take off your bra and panties," I command. You comply, slowly unhooking your bra and letting it fall to the floor. Your breasts are perfect, firm and round with nipples that are already hard and sensitive. I can't resist reaching out to touch them, pinching your sensitive nipples. You moan softly, your body arching into my touch. "Now your panties," I command. As you slide them down your legs, I can see the wetness glistening on your thighs, and I can't resist reaching out to touch you. "Such a wet little slut" I say, my fingers tracing the line of your slit. I can feel your arousal, the heat emanating from your pussy, your musky smell filling the room, making me cock throb in my pants. You moan louder, your body trembling with need. I can see the desperation in your eyes, the way you're begging me to touch you, to make you cum. But I'm not done yet.

"On all fours," I command, my voice firm. You comply, bending over so your hands and knees are on the floor and your holes on display. I can see your pussy, overflowing with arousal, and slowly dripping down your tights. I can't help but lean in and let me tongue gently trace up your thigh collecting your lust on my tongue, savoring your taste. You can feel my tongue almost reaching your lips, but stopping just short of them. My hot breath on your needy cunt, teasing you and blowing ain't your clit, inciting you to moan and whimper. I begin to touch you, my fingers tracing your swollen lips. You moan again, your body trembling with need. I can feel your arousal, the way your pussy is clenching with desire. I know you're close, but I love toying with you.

"Stay" I command, stepping back. I walk over to the table, picking up the riding crop that I left there earlier. I can see the fear and lust fighting in your eyes, the way you're worried and excited about what I'm going to do. "Spread your legs," I command, my voice firm. You comply, spreading your legs wider so I have better access to your pussy. I reward your obedience with my fingers on your cunt, slowly tracing along your lips, all the way up to your clit, teasing it just slightly before sliding down again, circling your entrance and teasing your lips. Suddenly I bring the riding crop down on your ass, the sound echoing in the room. You jump, your body tensing with pain. I can see the red mark on your ass, and quickly begin to draw a pattern on your cheeks as my other hand massages your clit. I know you're close, I can tell by how your hips grind against my hand, your breathing and whimpering. But I have trained you well.

"Please sir" you whimper.
"What's that, slut?"
"Please let me cum!"
"Not yet, slut" with that I remove my teasing fingers from your cunt and hit your aching cunt with the crop. You try to close your legs but I force them apart as the leather slaps against your swollen sensitive lips again and again. You whimper and yelp, but I can see you getting wetter and wetter, leaving your juices on the crop.
I finally give you sweet cunt a rest. And give you a new order, "worship me". You eagerly turn around and begin to undress me...