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By *uzy444 OP Woman
over a year ago
in the suffolk countryside |
The alarm on my phone went off it was 4 in the afternoon, i eased myself wearily from my computer screen after saving and shutting down the accounts
pages, i had been struggling with, most of the afternoon.
My groin grabbed my attention, as it had for the millionth time that day, as the chastity belt which had both my holes plugged, ground against me, once more.
Last night while curled up in bed, i had bemoaned the necessity of doing the paperwork and the shopping today, and as a solution, Sir had, before leaving for work, this morning, fixed me into this belt, with the reprimand, that if i was going to moan, i should be doing it for an entirely different reason.
Consequently, the shopping trip had been an arousing experience if not a frustrating one, as i reached up and
bent down for items needed, accompanied by a couple of texts received, commenting how i should be
'posture aware' at all times, and, hoping i wasn’t feeling the 'strain' too much. He was obviously enjoying
his day, teasing me, and i was good humoured, but now, it was getting beyond tolerable and i was getting
fractious and down right grumpy with sexual tension.
He had set the alarm too, a sign that i should stop what i was doing and prepare for his homecoming. I went to
the bathroom and had to pee, hopping into the shower afterwards, before drying and slipping on my long
black opaque hold up socks and long loose jersey black t shirt, which i was allowed to wear , prior to his
arrival.
After towel drying my hair, applying a little makeup, i had a quick drink, before making my way back into the
lounge.
Our lounge has a real fire and we are lucky enough to have room, for my cage in front and to one side of it. It
is set up so that i am out of draughts and i can turn around inside, to either face the fire and the sofa beside it, or away from it, towards the wall..
It is for my quiet times, dreaming and calming moments. Confinement isn’t a punishment for me, rather a focus on my own inner world, as well as entering the best space i can be in, for Sir. It was implemented early on and i am so grateful for it.
I climb in, onto the soft, padded, sheepskin covered base, which today, due to no fire lit, is heated electrically from underneath.. i close the door and lie down, face away from the room, and start to breath and
focus in on my body, slipping slowly away from the everyday reality.
As i do, i recall this morning and Sir's reprimand and his hurried slap across my bottom as he left, I wonder
what he has in store for me. He was insistent on me being ready for him, when he got home and had quietly
whispered in my ear, how "i should remember i was his kitty and his plaything" and, that "he was always in
charge, now not only of my pleasure, but of my moaning too"...he was right, my body was finding it difficult to relax, because it was now screaming for his undivided attention. he certainly, had trained my focus, all day.
I ponder on this aspect, my trained focus on Sir and my body, my surrender.. mmmm my surrender, my mind
goes hazy, as i allow myself to feel the sensations that have been locked into my body, by him, by the belt, flare up inside of me, hot, liquid and deliciously state altering. I let it seep into my head and the rest of me,
making me feel highly sensitized, and totally helpless in my cravings for more....and i wait....
i hear him enter the house, but although my heart races a little faster, i do not move, it is not our way. he moves himself around, kitchen , bathroom, bedroom, lounge,
bringing himself in, from the outside world ...into ours and its better he takes his time.
Eventually he comes and opens the cage, reaches in and strokes my hair, enjoying its length and texture, running his hands over my t shirt, making the skin warm beneath, before slipping his hand underneath to pull it up, so he can touch my back, my skin, with his fingertips, electricity flows through me at the contact and i murmur my pleasure. he tells me that he’s home, that he hopes I have been a good girl, he hopes i have missed him, as he has missed me, all the time gently caressing my back, moving down over my hips and thighs and, my bare, but framed ass cheeks.
Then he pulls up the front of my t-shirt and cups my breasts one by one, kneading them and gently pulling on the nipples, knowing full well what this will do to me....
he whispers his approval and slowly states that, " he cant wait to
have me, all of me, moaning and everything, all for himself" He withdraws his arm leaving my flesh, he moves away from the cage, the door left open, moving around a bit, before sitting himself down on the sofa.
My skin, now exposed to the air has goose bumps and my body has responded to his words. My insides have clenched,. The belt now feels like a huge weight in my groin, and my nipples now puckered, ache to harden
even more, I realize, have been holding my breath and I steady
myself for his call to my physical form...
At last it comes...he pats the sofa by him and in a teasing voice says
" come here, my pretty kitty, come to
me."
As is part of our dance, I very slowly move, in long, smooth, slow stretches, so he can watch me from afar. I am displaying for him, as I love to do. I eventually come out of the cage door and purposely turn around away from him to lift my t-shirt from my body, I return to all fours, gradually showing him all of me. including my
raised behind, with the strap firmly in place down its Centre, which I know holds my buttocks apart...
I raise up and turn purposefully, so my full exposed chest, is revealed to him.
Now naked, apart from my belt and my long thigh high socks, I take the long way round the room, parading for him, stopping to occasionally stretch my full body, in various postures that I know he will like and appreciate.
Meanwhile, the movement has set off my arousal into full force, it takes all my control not to rush my approach and I know, that beneath the belt. my clitoris is hard and swollen, rhythmically throbbing and the
stretches after my restful pose, are causing again, the two plugs to caress my inside walls, making me feel wanton and soaking wet.
|As I near him, I can sense his arousal, in his breathing pattern and, my breath hitches in response, to his
physical presence.
I reach his feet, stop still and look at him in the eyes and smile expectantly.
" Very nice, my little kitty" he says, also smiling.
We lean in together, for our greeting kiss, long leisurely and deep, totally focused on each others deepening demands of the other. We break away, its intense, sensuous and totally erotic.
He pats the sofa again " Up you come " he says, "I want you on my lap, now".
I climb onto the sofa, waiting for direction. he swizzles his finger, to indicate he wants me on my back and in his arms, my back up against the arm of the sofa.
I position myself and place my head on his shoulder.I breath him in and kiss and nibble his neck, while the rest of my body, lies over him, my knees are bent and we cuddle and kiss again, long and deep, soft and then harder ,more passionately.
He pulls away, containing his urgency, although his excitement is evident.Its with this, that our power dynamic kicks in, he hurriedly pulls me forward, down and rolls me over, so
I am face down, over his knees, my bottom tilted upwards, by his lap, my face, now deep in the base cushion of the sofa.
He starts to use both of his hands. one starts to pat and knead my buttocks and the other, with the heel of his hand, starts to grind Down the belt and consequently to the plugs within, he massages them deep into me whilst distracting me with the caressing of the wider area.
Instantly, I moan out loud, and I can hear the arousal in his voice as he tells me “ that this is the only type of moaning I should be allowed to utter”
I almost forget to mutter a coherent “ Yes Sir, Thank you Sir” ,
as the sensations of the plugs become intensified, as they are pushed in
and ground around in deep circular movements.
His hand lessens its pressure and then I feel it leave, but, I gasp involuntarily as he strikes the middle of the belt, jolting them inside me, the ricochet of the impact rippling through my body.
Feelings, like electric currents, fire through my groin and, I find myself shuddering and groaning out loud from the pleasure.
Again and again he does it and I starting to climb fast to my climax, when he starts to smack my cheeks, he leaves me hanging and moaning even louder, in response, to his edging.
It is well placed and well timed, I lose my place in the world, on the brink, so near an yet so far.
My mind and body pliant, eager, welcoming, needy, under his impeccable capability.
I starting to pant, he stops and ordered me onto all fours, on the floor and, while rubbing my cheeks
gently now, he reaches for the key to my belt.
Within a minute it is unlocked. The straps fall open, but the plugs remain in place.
"Roll over Kitty" he instructed and, I gratefully roll over onto my back, trembling, flushed and disorientated.
He stands. Moves and comes back with a back block wedge, which he places under my hips, giving him full access to both of my plugs, as he made sure they rested above the high top edge of the firm, foam support.
Gently separating the strapping from the detachable plugs, he discards it.
My eyes closed with pleasure, I did not see him move down between my thighs. It was a total surprise, when, with his hands, he drew back my
hood and gave a direct lick over the nub of nerves, that was, my clitoris.
I kicked out at my sensitivity, but he was not having any of it, he wanted me his way.
With a ‘That wont do, Kitty, that won‘t do at all” he went and found his solution.
Soon , I found myself cuffed at the wrists, which then he strapped to my thighs, and my legs were cuffed
and securely attached to a spreader bar, which he adjusted, to a very wide setting.
Now free from having to keep my inner thighs apart, he brought up his hands again and spread my lips open. rubbing them between fingers and thumb, pulling them slightly away from my body and then letting go, causing them to become puffy and pink, sensitizing the inner lips underneath, as they repeatedly met with the air.
He licked me again, at his leisure. and asked me “Have you been a good girl, Kitty?”
I moaned loudly without answering.
“I see”, he said with feign seriousness. “moaning again”.
He did it again, this time circling the whole area, with his tongue, while pulling the covering lips, out and away from my body.
I convulsed involuntarily, feeling I was about to explode there and then, the throbbing behind my vulva becoming so intense, I found my head moving from side to side, my voice, finding itself, but not through my mental faculties. Tied to find words, but sould only come out with “ Yes Sir, I am Sir,
Thank-you ,Sir”.
Having me in that powerless state, at his mercy, he reached down and pulled out the dildo from my pussy and then, shoved it back in again, I gasped and struggled for control, he pulled it out and I vaguely heard the sound of my pussy juices, and felt some, run down my inner thigh.
“Mmmmm” he said. “What a lovely juicy pussy. Is that for me, Kitty?
“Yes Sir ,if it pleases Sir” I responded, a shameless begging tone in my voice.
He lifted and held up, my clitoral hood with his left hand and deftly
moved three fingers of his right hand inside, aiming for the back end of my g spot.
In simultaneous action, he started to lick my swollen clitoris and hit my G spot firmly at the same time.
Losing any semblance I had of control, I cried out as I was tipped over the edge, by the stimulation. I squirted as a g spot orgasm overtook me. As my body shuddered, he kept his fingers in, feeling the muscles pulse, over his now wet hand.
“Who has control, Kitty?” he asked.
“You do, Sir” i answered breathlessly .
“Good girl, Well done” he said, then continued “ Yes i do, and you are going to be moaning a whole lot more., before I am through with you tonight”.
Taking out his fingers, he returned attentions to my clitoris, not pulling the lips quite so wide open, he gently taunted my bud with the tip of his tongue, testing my sensitivity. I moved my hips for more.
He had known, a g spot orgasm ,would not have quenched my arousal and as such , he had just taken the edge off my craving of the day. Now more compliant than ever, I was his plaything, He was free to take his time over whatever pleasure he had in store for himself, I was aware of being totally wrapped up in my bodies expression of desire, for him. It betrayed me every time, under his skillful administrations.
Teasing me gently, but relentlessly, he soon had me struggling against my restraints again.
Then he moved and pulled the spreader bar up and back, so my legs were stretched apart, but back, almost over my shoulders. Unfastening my wrists from my thighs, he ordered me to hold it, while he fastened them again, this time to the bar.
Now with both arms free again, as I had no choice, but to hold my legs in position, with my own wrists, he went back to examining my most intimate area.
Pulling on my lips and retracting back my hood again he murmured his approval.
“Mmmmm, very nice” he said and he traced his fingers down ,over my pussy hole and down to where the butt plug was still in position.
He took the base and wriggled it, causing me to groan out loud.
Then, with his mouth, he starts to lick my shameless gaping pussy, while with his other hand he starts to
pull and twist the butt plug in and out using it, like a dildo, building me up, a puppet, as he pulls alternately and simultaneously on all my nerve strings.
Slowly he does it, working it, in and out, making me groan louder, more primal than before, the deep dark sensations of raw desire cutting through every nerve in my body, only added too by the contrastingsensation of his soft tongue and breath on and in my exposed vagina.
I grunt with every delicious movement, as he takes his time. Measured, purposeful, controlled, he is in
charge, he knows it and is taking it to a totally new level.
He starts to lift his head occasionally, drawing me to the approval and desire, of his voice.
“Feel it ? He asks.” Is it deep enough inside you Kitty, for it to feel really good?”
Do you like it Kitty? “ Do you feel full?“
I struggle to reply through my ragged breathing and incoherent haze, I mutter “oh yes it does sir, thank you sir,“ repeating myself I think, but not really caring.
Almost whispering, he coaxes me.
“Feel it deep, inside, absorb the pleasure. I want your arousal”
Then continues,
“Open for me Kitty, Let your juices flow, I want to see them in your pussy cup, I want to drink themfrom you. You look so hot like this, I almost cant wait, to have you”.
He dips his head again, and laps at me, he also starts matching my own sounds with his own. expressing his desire in affectionate and approving moans and sounds.
How, i love to hear his arousal, how it turns me on to know , he is quenching his erotic thirst from me,
i keep refilling, as he paces us, so i am kept on some kind of sacrificing stone, involuntarily giving him, exactly what he wants and needs.
Then he stops and allows the plug to leave my body. He shuffles forward. and releases me from the spreader
bar, gently bringing my legs either side of him. Still splayed open, my
wrists he secures back to my thighs.
Then he inserts the tip of his cock, directly into the first inch or so of my compliant pussy. then he withdraws . He inserts again, just an inch or so, and, places his hands firmly on either side of my thighs, holding me firm and then thrusting in one long deep movement till he is filling me with his length.
I whimper at his entrance, welcoming him, feeling his hardness in my wetness is divine.
.
" I am going to take you now" he whispers and i just mewl.
He withdraws and inserts himself sharply and I gasp, i can feel his urgency, I want to move to encourage him, I want to match his desire with my own.
He senses what I want and pauses He states firmly “Kitty you are not to cum, without permission”
I instantly reply “I understand ,Sir”
I inwardly wonder, how on earth my body is going to comply with that order.
But then he starts and, I am battling sensation from the off.
Firmly and deeply, he starts to move in me, one thrust after another, each of them touching my core and I cannot
help but try to move with him, but he has me, in a vice like grip, that sees my legs flop open, and while I strain to give myself to him, he takes me.
Again and again he rides into me, when starting to lose himself in his rhythm of dominance., he pauses, then starts again, deeper and faster than before. Finally he is pounding deep, his sounds telling me he is close to spilling into me and it is near my undoing.
He lets go. He cums deep inside me, holding himself there, pulsating, calling out his pleasure.
I am on the brink of my own climax wavering , tottering, screaming inside for release. but the commanddoes not come and I wait, with my nerves, a heightened ball of tension, for him, to gather himself.
He finally withdraws, still breathless, the movement causing me to groan.His cum, mingled with my own juices, I feel are held, contained, in my upturned bowl.
He moves around me and orders me to lick and suck him. and I taste us, in my mouth. I start, taking my time, in the way I know he likes, he lets me caress him with my tongueleaning over me on all fours, relaxing and trying to recover from his first spilling.
I take him into my mouth reaching round ,so I get the best angle to take him in slowly and ease another erection out of him.
Patiently and diligently I continue, my own desire smoldering under the surface as I focus my mind on arousing him again.
My hands although cuffed i reach up and stroke my nails down his buttocks ,over his balls and I feel him twitch, I do it again, slowly and deliberately loving his reaction, his cock in my mouth, showing me, I am having at least the first sign of the desired effect.
After a while, he rises onto his knees above me, still allowing me to suck him, but so his hands can smooth themselves all over my breasts and belly.
Occasionally he tweaks at my nipples and skims my bikini line but he doesn’t venture deeper into the apex
between my legs. In some ways we are both waiting.
Eventually he moves back and away from over me. after brushing and pinching my nipples to hard peaks, causing me to moan around his shaft he takes himself from my mouth he releases my wrists, and commands me to roll over and, get on all fours.
I carefully roll and he helps by moving the back block until it is again underneath me properly, this time, the higher end, supporting my pubic bone at the front.
I naturally go into submission position, but I am quickly and firmly chastised for my assumption.
“I said all fours. Kitty“, he said.
I slowly raise my hips off the block and raise my chest and head from the floor. so that I have a flat back, I am stiff.I avert my eyes to the floor.
He reaches down and lifts my chin so I am looking straight ahead
“Open your mouth, Kitty' he states quietly and, as I obey, he feeds himself into it again.
“I’ll have a bit more of that“, he states with entitlement,and I oblige. I return to eagerly licking and sucking as he is gathering my hair back out of my way. I feel a tug, as he slips a hair band into place creating a ponytail, before he runs his hands over my shoulders and
up my neck to my jaw.....
“Mmmm my pretty kitty” he says,
“You do that so well, ,but, I think its time.”
I have no idea what he means, but I shudder in anticipation.
He strokes my face and I look up at him, my mouth still full of his, now stiffening cock.He looks at me and smiles affectionately and strokes my hair.As I have not been told to stop, I continue using my tongue on his tip.
“ I have a new toy for you, Kitty” he announces.
I cannot say anything, but my insides clench.
After a few moments Sir releases himself from my mouth and gets up.
“Stay where you are Kitty, but look at the floor, I don’t want you seeing and spoiling my little surprise”
I comply, moving my head to face the floor. I hear him move away, out of the room and then back,I cannot see what he has with him. He approaches me from behind. He brushes my ass fondly with his hand and then suddenly tut’s
"Kitty, Kitty, Where is your tail?" he asks with mock horror, “Have you lost it?”
I don’t know what to say, but he continues
“Well, as you seem to have lost your tail Kitty, it seems we have a little room, for something else”
My insides clench again, and my thoughts start to race. I compose myself hurriedly,
“Yes Sir, If it pleases you Sir.”
“Oh, i think it will please me a great deal Kitty,” he said adding,
“and for being such a very good and patient girl, today, I hope it will please you too, but of course, your
pleasure is still in my control, so don’t be getting too excited, too soon.”
He was teasing me, I could hear it in his voice, but I replied quietly
'No Sir, I won’t forget'
He taps my legs, and states "wider" and I try to hide my trembling with anticipation and slowly start to shuffle them open.
He stops me, when they are about shoulder width apart, and he starts to knead and gently pat both my buttocks, I know he is warming me up.
He teases me, when he reaches down beneath my legs and touches my pussy entrance, now in this position, it has become sticky with his first delivery.
' Your still holding on to my cream, Kitty, he chides “ You must like Sir’s cream very much”
“Yes Sir, I do Sir, very much, thank you” I answer...I bite back the cheeky retort hovering around my lips of wanting some more.
His finger slowly travels upwards to my other opening, and he pats and wets it with his cum, I gasp as my nerves contract and a pang of desire flames in my groin...
He lazily plays around its edge
“But no tail, kitty, whatever shall we do?
Sir almost whispers and I am almost panting
" Whatever sir desires" I attempt to say demurely.
"Yes Kitty, whatever, I, desire,” he reiterates his words by moving his fingers apart and spreads my entrance a little, rubbing it, pressing down, as if he is going to slip a finger in, but he does not, instead he withdraws and I hear a bottle being opened and in a flash, I feel a blob of cold wet lube, hit it’s target and start sliding down my crack,I moan and try to stay still. His fingers catch it and he takes it back up to moisten and prepare.
“ Submit Kitty “ he orders suddenly.
I gratefully drop down, allowing my body to relax. I give up any thoughts of trying to hold my body straight and resistance melts from me.
Ass in the air, I am again open to him in all ways.
I feel him rub with his fingers a little more and then I feel it. Cold hardness, pressing, seeking entrance.
I murmur pleasurably at its enticing feel, and help by focusing on opening up, for the delightful intrusion.
After a wriggle, and some more pressing, the new and unfamiliar prop started to sink into me, and then
all of a sudden, I had opened and enclosed on it and, it was in.
It felt like a ball, hovering just inside the entrance.
It’s an anal hook, Kitty"
"Thank you, Sir"
“Does it feel good, Kitty?” he asked
“ Mmmm yes it does. I mean Yes Sir, Thank you Sir" I answered dreamily as sensations were starting to spread through me.I thought I heard Sir chuckle.
“On all fours, Kitty,“ he then insisted.
I rose, with the hard but arousing object, stuck out of my body. It was beginning to feel warmer but still hard and large and filling.
Sir moved ,and I jolted, as cold metal now touched my back, up my spine. It seemed to reach my neck.
“This is a bit different Kitty,“ he explained. “ you see it is attached to a collar and it helps you, keep your
back straight“.
Sir reached and fastened the snap collar round my neck, the cold rod, now seemed to be held in place lying down the middle of my spine. After some minor adjustments, sir tugged a little on the hook, and called firmly to me.
“ Submit!”
I gasped, as I tried to ease down onto my chest, the pushing pulling feeling, deep in my groin by the ball on the end was extraordinary.
I was not in pain with the experience, but it made me hitch my breath, as movement caused my insides to be pressed on firmly and massaged from within I felt I was being pulled taught, my insides being intrinsically linked to outside my body.
I managed to get my chest and face onto the floor, whilst widening my hips just a little bit.
Sir was watching me closely, giving me time to adjust.
“That’s a very sexy look Kitty, it quite turns me on, you look stunning.”
"Thank you Sir" I answered quietly,
He shifted and pushed a cushion towards my face.
“ Lift” he said gently.
I turned my cheek, lifted my head, gasped again as the rod was jogged by my neck movement and, lowered my face to the soft padding.
After making sure I was comfortable, he reached down and found my wrist cuffs, guiding my hands to my back, where he fastened them, closing the gap between them. I laid still, not speaking, just following his movements with my mind.
When he had finished, he started to stroke me, reassuring himself, that my body was not under any form of strain, that would injure me.
My pelvis supported on the block, the hook and rod, taut, but not pinching, my cuffs, not straining my arms against their natural movement range.
Finally, he seemed satisfied and, I started to breathe deeply, letting my position become a pose of rest.
I was indeed helpless now, but I loved that feeling of being held securely, whilst being so very exposed.
My mind settled, from the change in position, onto Sir and, the anticipation, of what would happen next.
Moving round to the back of me, he silently started to rub and knead my raised ass cheeks again.
I groaned. As gentle as he was being, he was shifting the rod and ball inside and, I was already half way
into altered state, from the sensations that were now growing from my previous suppressed arousal.
As he dipped his fingers down and into my pussy ,that fire ignited immediately, I moaned loudly.
“Good Kitty “ he reassured me.
He did it again gently and quite quickly, waiting for my response, before doing it again.
Each time, I allowed myself to express my arousal more than before and, each time he softly spoke words of encouragement and his approval.
He then waggled the rod, leading to the ball, while doing it again, and I cried out lost in sensation, I felt
I was going to explode, he was calmly building me to a plateau of pleasure,
Wave after wave, if gave in to the sensations, and my own sounds, allowing the pleasure to fill me with
its intoxicating mind numbing power.
I could hear my wetness as he finger fucked me, fast then slowly, then fast again, until I felt I was going to have to beg for more as he always changed tempo, before, the point of no return was crossed.
I needed tipping over the edge, I needed to cum so badly but all that came out, were pants and groans and incoherent mutterings.
He slowed to a rhythmical circling over my g spot and spoke softly.
'Give it up to me, Kitty Give me your orgasm, Cum for me“
I whimpered that the I needed it faster, I needed more, than he was giving me.He entered me quickly, keeping me there, I was not done and he wanted another.
His movement and the movement of the hook, blurred me with stars again and I heard myself, beg him to cum in me.. he responded to my pleading, with his own excitement, holding the hook taut, he grabbed my hair , letting himself go.
Thrusting in and out, shouting his desire. I was lured towards the edge of reason, he then tugged on the metal, sharply and i felt myself tumble over, my eruption causing me to shout out as it ripped through me. I convulsed again and again as he continued to way towards completion. My orgasm seems to spur him on, into wild overdrive and he thrust himself to climax deep against my cervix, and I cried out, at the pleasure, of feeling him cum so hard.
He continued to move, but slower and slower until he reached underneath me to circle my clitoris
“One more, baby” he coaxed
The continuing stimulation was too much for me to resist, and it rushed me, to another peak. Deep and
primal I called out my total release, as he wrung me, surge after surge, to the end, finishing me off, mentally, physically, spiritually.
He released my wrists and, reached up and undid the clasp of the collar. As I laid there spent, he gently and slowly eased out the hook and himself, so I was free to float.
Reaching for a blanket, to place over us, he removed the block from under me, pulling me into his arms
and kissing my neck, back and mouth, I responded, as we affirmed our connection, before finally falling asleep.
Suzy444 2016
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