“You like that?” He said spanking me with each thrusts he made in, ” I asked you a question slut!”
“Yes” I managed to moan out as I felt the familiar clench in my stomach. And just as I was about to let go he pulled out.
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to? You don’t deserve to cum” he was very displeased with me “You’ve been a very bad girl and bad girl and bad girl get punished”
I knew it was going to happen. I forgot to be respectful and it was rude of me to forget to call him sir. Even though he wasn’t my full time master, I was to be his for two weeks. Yes, he was my master for two full weeks. Then I’d be returned to club where I was before. It wasn’t the first time this was going to happen. I’ve had several different masters before him and will probably have several others after him.
" Twelve spanks with the paddle should be enough for a slave who doesn’t know how to address their master” he said sounding upset, ” I want you to count and thank me for each hit”
Before I could respond I felt the paddle come down on my ass with a sting. I knew that this was going to be a long one.
“One. Thank you sir”
By the eleventh one I was a moaning mess. My ass hurt and was pretty sure it was red right now. The thought of that made it too unbearable to keep my hands from the we mess of my pussy. Then Sir came down hardest on my butt to signalize it was the final one.
“Twelve. Thank you sir”
He slipped his hands down from my butt to my lips. His fingers began playing with my clit flicking, pinching and fingering it. Only bringing me closer and closer to my point.
“Sir can I cum please?” I requested, no begged as the clenching came back in my stomach. I frantically moved my hips in sync with his fingers.
“Nope only good girls get to cum, not girls who enjoyed their punishment” he said smacking my vagina.
“Sir” I whined while rubbing my vagina against the bed to replace the friction from my Master’s hands.
“If you continue to ask I might have to send you back to your club without any release” Why was he such a fucking dick?
Sir disappeared only to come back with some iron cuffs. I knew what he was going to do. He was going to cuff me but what he planned after that was beyond my knowledge. Yet I was more than excited for it.
“Hand behind your back and on your knees” he ordered me in his deep authorities voice. Almost immediately his dick was going at the back of my throat.
“You’re such a fucking slut, sucking on my dick like it’s your favorite candy”
Obviously it was my favorite sweet. The sweet, tangy flavor from the penis was better than any candy I’ve ever eaten. I sucked my Master’s dick as best as I could but that wasn’t enough for him. He grabbed my hair by the root taking control as he forced it all the way to the back. Just then my gag reflex came in but that brought him closer as I felt his dick twitch. Then he released his cum and I was tempted to swallow but I knew better than that. So I opened my mouth to show him his cum.
“Swallow” he said and I gladly complied.
But after getting his fulfilling ejaculation I realized the pool I was kneeling in. That made me hornier and I realized Sir noticed as well. Since his erection was in full swing again. That was when I realized just how long of a night it was going to be.