A Beautiful Connection
She waited, for him, to come home quickly, upon her knees. Posture; check, a perfect one—stiff yet if you take one look at her you would feel how relaxed she is. The expression on her face calm yet a little bit wary. You could see her anticipation she felt by how she held herself. Head bowed in surrender, palms placed upon her thighs in supplication; a show of her trust she places in him.
The door opened and she got excited when she heard the door lock click. A surge of anticipation, fear and excitement ran through her when finally her master came back home to her. She kept her head bowed while in the lingerie he chose for her. She didn’t look up. He placed his hand on her head, running it through her hair and smiled when he heard her sigh. He closed the door and she greeted him by kissing his hands, once he faced her back. He told her to look up.
Honey Brown eyes met his, deeply commanding yet soothing and loving black eyes and they both could feel her melting more and more under him and his gaze. She smiled and kissed his hands again, lovingly, to show her surrender, and locked eyes yet again with the ground.
He opened the shelf, picked up her collar from the cupboard above the shoe rack near the entrance, and saw her eyes lighting up at the sight of it and a smile lifted up the corners of his mouth when she started to beg for his collar to be put on her,” Please master give this slave the honor of putting a collar on her neck. Please sir, the slave begs for the precious endearment. Please sir, give your care to this unworthy, dirty slave. Please sir”. Such eager response gave him a sense of satisfaction and joy.
He let her beg him for the collar as he loved when she begged him because it gave him a sense of superiority above her; even though he considered her as an equal. He had told her in the beginning of their relationship and d/s dynamic,” you will always be my equal, my lover, companion, slave, submissive, my treasure to cherish and protect and you may be the one doing the kneeling but you would never be beneath me”.
The love and understanding between the both was beyond the level and the trust between them was also so extra ordinary that that no matter how rough they got doing a scene, they both in the end were the same loving couple and equal. He placed her collar on her neck and attached the leash with the leather end to it.
“open”, he commanded, and she complied immediately with sweet desperation. “Bite down”, he ordered and again she swiftly complied, “stay”, he told her and went into the room to change out of his work clothes and then went towards their closet and took out a few sex toys that he knew she would surely love and both hate it. He walked back towards where she was waiting to see her in a beautiful bowing position.
Her forehead was touching the floor while her hands were tucked under her breasts, ass on display with her legs spread and her eyes downcast. He didn’t acknowledge her but went straight for her ass, told her, “hold your cheeks open” and once she did so, he dribbled the lube on her puckered hole.
She gasped as the cool liquid touched her skin. He massaged around the hole and pushed a finger in it, hearing her whimper. He worked his knuckles inside the hole and dribbled some more lube and massaged his knuckles in and out of the hole and added his second and third finger slowly but surely. He worked to loosen the hole up and once loose enough he pushed the butt plug tail inside of her.
He began to warm her skin up by swatting her each ass cheek five time. By the time he finished they we’re apple red; a great contrast to her pale skin. He knew she was deeply aroused, sopping wet, and her moans and grunts and her bucking hips to find some friction to rub against were a dead give away.
He hid his smile and brushed his fingers ever so slightly against her pussy and chuckled on the anticipated reaction; her body leaned towards his fingers as if she was chasing them. He fisted her hair and brought her up by the hair; her, still kneeling; and slapped her bra covered breasts a couple of times and watched her nipples get rock hard under the sheer fabric.
His eyes crinkled but he didn’t smile but pinched her nipples. She moaned deep and low in her throat and his cock jumped in his leather pants. He let go off her hair and grasping her other nipple and twisting them and rolling them in his hands, and locked his lips with her, enjoying the sounds she was making. By the time he was done, he had her panting, moaning and a sopping mess with red swollen lips, hard nipples, wet and with heavy breathing.
“Strip”, he ordered and she got rid of her barely there lingerie. Once she was stripped, she assumed the inspection position and he stroked her ass lovingly while grabbing the leash from her mouth and tugged it to signal her to move.
He started to walk towards the living room and looked back to see her crawl behind him. The content feeling didn’t leave him for a second and once he was in the living room he sat on the sofa and she stopped before him, kneeling. She still was thoroughly aroused and crawling behind her master with her favorite but plug tail only added more to the excitement as it made her surrender more and sent her in the puppy more real quick.
She waited, looking up at him, for another command that she could fulfill. He saw her and realized that she was in the puppy mode of hers and just to confirm his realization and make her drop further in her role he told her to, “ Fetch”, the balled up paper and her bark confirming his already known thought.
She indeed was in her puppy mode and he petted her hair, as a reward, once she had placed the paper ball by the mouth, into his awaiting hand. The little puppy got excited and started yipping and stood on her knees and palms folded to resemble 'paws', and started licking his face and hands, all over, like the dog she was. “Down”, he yelled and the dog got off her master/owner with head bowed in fear and whimpering.
He got a hold of his pets hair and yanked it up and told her what she did wrong in her excitement, gently and saw how recognition lit her face and then shame and regret. Tears pooled her eyes and she dropped her head and whimpered. “You need to be punished don’t you?”, he asked as he stepped her hair.
She looked up and his dom heart soared at the ultimate trust and love he found in her eyes with utmost submission. She was vulnerable. She nodded her head and barked in affirmation. To get over the punishment she needed he gave her 5 quick, but stinging slaps on her face. He wiped her tears away and cradled her in his arms and said,” you are my brave pretty and beautiful girl, taking your punishment so bravely. Beautiful subbie”, as her sobs clamed down to a stop.
He saw her become her previous self; happy, excited, eager and aroused; at his praise. Upon his praise a true submissive glow appeared on her face. She pressed her face against his palms and he chuckled as she rubbed her face up and down. “Up”, he said as it was now time to give those perky breasts the attention they deserved.
He circled around her nipples on her areolas, taking pride and joy on how fast they hardened in his hands and the way she let out a low guttural moan.
He leaned down and captured her lips, teasing her mercilessly, one hand teasing breasts and other making it’s way towards the leaking canal. He avoided the clit and made his way around it and down further towards her opening and thrusted his fingers inside off of her in quick brutal motions and her breathing became very uneven.
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