She knelt at her masters feet as she had many times, she was naked except for a short black baby doll that her master instructed her to wear.
She was blindfolded and her arms were fastened behind her back, she was gagged with a ball gag and speaking was neither possible nor desirable as master had told her to be silent.
Her legs were apart and for the last hour or so her master had been teasing and tormenting her clit and pussy with his fingers and many different toys, she knew from her reactions to his teasing that she must be dripping even though he had denied her orgasm.
He had been taking her closer and closer to her climax and they both knew now that it would take little to tip her body totally over the edge into uncontrollable pleasure.
Master released her ball gag, and she felt her lips parted by something else, she knew what it was and took his hard cock deep into her mouth obediently.
He placed his hands on the back of her head and pressed her forward, she was unable to move from his cock as it pressed deeper into her throat, breathing became difficult but she knew and trusted her master enough to know that no harm would come to her.
Holding her there to the limit of her tolerance, he released her head and pulled it back, she gasped down air one breath, then two and then her head was pressed forward again onto his cock.
He held her longer this time, pushing her tolerance and limit as he did with everything before releasing her again.
Three then four then five times he did this extending the time she was held deep onto his cock each time, till finally he released her head and as she gasped air in he replaced the ball gag.
She heard a buzz as his phone vibrated, unusual for him as he always made a point of turning the phone off when he was with her.
He said nothing, and she would have know not to ask even if speaking had been an option.
She heard the click of keys as he clearly sent a text replying to the one he had just received.
He gave no explanation but she felt his hands move between her legs again, his fingers sliding deep into her pussy now, teasing her again, taking her to the point of climax and then just as she thought the time for her release had arrived he pulled his hands away.
Her body pulsed and throbbed denied orgasm yet again in the most cruel way, she moaned softly to herself as she heard a gentle laugh of triumph from master.
As she started to relax again knowing that soon he would give her what she craved as always she realised that the room had gone very quiet, she could not hear his breathing nor any other indication that he was still there.
He had done this in the past, taken her to the point of cumming and then just sat in front of her watching her torment; normally she heard his breathing but this time she heard nothing.
Seconds passed and she heard him come in from the hall way back into her room, she smiled to herself, clearly he had been to the toilet or somewhere and was now back for more.
She felt his hands caressing over her tits, down over her belly and towards her pussy, she felt him lift her baby doll up and then drop it, then lift it again as if looking at her body then covering it again.
His fingers seeking her clit again, this time rubbing hard and fast then stopping, then rubbing hard and fast again, then stopping before she was able to cum onto his hands.
She felt his hands spread her legs a little more and then she felt his breath on her pussy, she realised that he had laid under her, she could feel his breath on her lips as his head was underneath her body.
She felt nothing, just the warmth of his breath, he rarely licked her pussy at all and when he did it was hard rough and part of her torment, this was almost as if he was teasing her with his breath.
Then his fingers moved to her clit, pressing hard onto her; she wondered how he was managing the movement from under her, but she moaned as he worked her harder and harder; she knew she should ask permission to cum and normally he released the gag to allow this, however this time the gag stayed attached and she could not ask for permission.
From the way her master was working her body she knew that he realised she would cum soon and yet he continued to wok her, he had seen her cum like this before, felt her gush and squirt and soak the bed the carpet and anywhere she was allowed to cum.
He had never given her any hint that he ever wanted her to cover him in cum as she exploded, but now he was under her body, she felt his breath on her as well as his fingers, part of her brain said it was impossible, but that part of her brain was not working at this moment, it was buried with every other thought except her need for completion and orgasm.
She fought the urge over and over again, but his fingers were relentless in their movements, he had worked her pussy many times and he knew her body so well that she knew he would win as always.
As his fingers worked her clit and deep into her she heard him whisper in her ear;
‘do it now my sub, do it now or you will be denied all night’
He mind raced, this was impossible she could feel him under her and now he spoke in her ear; she turned and as she did so his fingers slid deep into her and he spoke again
‘Five seconds lady or you will be denied all night’
As he spoke this time he squeezed her clit and she surrendered herself to the feeling of orgasm as she started to gush, her pussy running wild, liquid squirting from her as she always did when her master tormented her.
As she started to cum she felt his hand on her shoulders, he pushed her down, down hard, in her excited orgasmic state she could not resist him, as her pussy lowered she felt a mouth lock onto her soaking pussy, a tongue sought out her clit, someone was licking her, drinking from her pussy as she gushed over and over again.
She felt her masters hands on her shoulders, she couldn’t move, the man under her, for sure it was a man from his feel and size, was drinking from her, she was more excited by this now, pressing herself down even harder as he licked and worked her clit and pussy.
She felt him moving under her, struggling to move away, he was gasping for breath as she pressed down, she tried to rise, trying to give him some release, but her masters hands pressed down harder, he spoke again, his voice taking the hard edge it had when she was being cheeky or naughty; his instruction was brief and final;
‘stay there and make him take it’
She had never dominated anyone, and had never ridden any man like this, but now she had to, and she would, pressing down on the man under her he became irrelevant to her, just a toy to help please her master, she cared not if he suffered, in fact she cared not at that moment if she gagged him and drowned him, all she cared about was cumming more and more to please her master.
As the man struggled under her, his mouth locked to her pussy was driving her to orgasm after orgasm, soaking him over and over again.
Finally after she had lost count of the number of times she had cum she felt her master hook his hands under her arms and lift her to her feet he stood her up and released the ball gag; she started to speak but his voice simply said
‘shhh’
She said nothing, he held her so she didn’t collapse again his strong arms around her, holding her like he did as she came down from a session like this.
Minutes passed and she felt her arms released, then the blindfold was removed and she looked down and around to see who the man was, they were alone, the room was the two of them, just as it had been when the blindfold had been fitted to her.
He smiled at her and spoke
‘What are you looking for sexy sub’?
She looked at him
‘Who was it Master’?
He looked at her quizzically answering a question with a question
‘Who was what sexy sub’?
She stared
‘The man under my pussy when I orgasmed I mean’.
Master looked at her
‘What man, you are imagining things my sweet subbie’
She glared at him
‘No I am not Sir, who was it ? I need to know’
He looked back at her, meeting her gaze, maintaining eye contact as he spoke.
‘If there had been a man, and if I didn't want you to know who it was I wouldn’t tell you, if there had been a man and I had wanted you to know, I would have, simple’.
She closed her mouth, had she imagined it, no she hadn’t there had been a man under her, hadn’t there ?
As she considered, her master spoke again
‘Remember the number 707, when you see that number on Fab you will be ready to be told what if anything just happened’.
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