When Master Stands On His Stripes

We haven't seen each other in a while, but finally you can and can come by again. Your instructions were clear:

Buy 2 pieces of 3 meters of ship's rope, make sure you have a good blindfold and open the door in a beautiful dress, horny set and high tail.

So I put on a black dress with a plunging neckline and split in the skirt, a purple bra and thong, black stockings and high heels.

I can hardly control myself when I open the door and thank God you are no different. We kiss while the door is barely closed and so fiercely that my lips hurt. Time flies by, thinking has stopped, I just feel. Then you gently push me away. My head is spinning in a good way.

I don't come just for fun. Unfortunately, in recent weeks you have apparently not been able to behave like the obedient slut I should have expected from you.

I feel my cheeks turn red with embarrassment and I quickly look at the floor.

Look at me!

I'm just gathering courage but too long. You grab my tail and pull my face towards you.

I just got in. I want you. I want to tear you apart with pleasure. But if you don't do what I ask very quickly, when I ask, I'll leave right now. Am I very clear?!

Yes sir!

I am completely baffled by the stern D standing before me. But my cunt screams with pleasure.

Stoop!

Without thinking, I do what you demand. Only when I bend over do I realize that this is going to be a completely different day than I had in mind beforehand.

Lift up your skirt.

I pull up the skirt of the dress as fast as I can. You get behind me and pull my thong halfway to my knees. One of the stockings also drops half way down.

The first tap is hard and the second follows quickly and is just as hard. No caress to wipe away the worst pain.

After these two taps you apparently think it's enough, but you don't order to stand again. I have no idea why not, until I hear a click. Are you taking a picture now? I don't dare look behind me at what you are doing but a few seconds later I hear Ting and again a few seconds later you start laughing.

Eef thinks you look very nice like this. Especially those red spots on your white buttocks speak volumes and she enjoys it

I have rarely felt so humiliated. Bending over with my thong and one stocking on my knees and red buttocks like a little kid who just got spanked. And that also to my best friend who, until now, looks up to me. I am furious, and I feel tears pricking, pure from anger. Now I'm glad you're behind me, I blink a few times and fortunately the urge to cry disappears. I don't wish you that.

Stand up again. Take off your thong completely. Tidy up your stockings.

I get up, lower my thong to the floor and step out. Then I put my stockings back on as quickly as I can. You didn't say anything about my skirt, so I'm holding it up. I think it would be wiser not to look at you for a while.

Ooh. If looks could kill, I think I'd be in trouble right now.

you say and the amusement drips off. I wisely keep my mouth shut.

With lightning speed you push me against the wall and pin me tightly against my throat with your arm.

Your other hand disappears in my cunt. Two fingers quickly and accurately go in my cunt and immediately out again.

What are these?

Your fingers Master..?

And what do those fingers look like?

I'm starting to get an idea of ​​where you're going with these questions.

Wet Master.

Precisely. This makes you horny doesn't it?

Yes sir.

Then stop the goddamn Fifi behavior and just enjoy it!

Yes sir.

But my look says something very different.

What?This is humiliating Master. Certainly sending that photo to Eef while I'm still bending over is, I think, one of the most humiliating things I've undergone. And yes that makes me horny but it also makes me angry. That line is very thin. Without anger, without that emotion, no sense of humiliation either.

For a moment you say nothing and I think you will easily dismiss my argument. But then your arm slackens around my throat.

I have to say that I also like those fire-breathing eyes. As long as you stay honest and admit that it also makes you über horny.

Yes sir.

So to continue that theme, what would you like me to do to you?

I curse you completely stiff in my head. It sucks to admit this. But I say very nicely:

I want you to finger me in the ass Master.

You bend very close to me and say:

It's still hard huh slut, admitting you're an anal slut.?

Yes sir.

Good

you say laughing and then you let go of me completely.

Where are the rope and blindfold? Grab them.

I walk to a wicker basket near the couch, grab the things and give them to you.

Upwards.

Once at the top, make a turn around gesture with your hands and I will stand with my back to you.

You take my arms and tie them tightly behind my back. Then you put on the blindfold. My breath catches for a moment. This is pretty much my worst nightmare but I trust you. I feel that I'm starting to shake with nerves, but luckily you mistake it for horniness. Until you turn me around and see that my nostrils are completely open.

Is it going well?

Yes sir

says a voice I don't recognize as mine. High, shrill, anxious.

You trust me right?

Sure, I trust you completely. But it's still scary. Give me a minute to get used to the idea.

Sit down, I'll give you something to do in the meantime.

You direct me to the bed and make me sit. I hear a zipper and not long after that I feel your stiff cock pushing against my lips. Immediately I open my mouth and start sucking you. This definitely helps with the nerves. I have to concentrate so as not to fall over and am so busy with something I really like that my nerves disappear quickly. Your hands fold behind my head and you sometimes push your cock deep into my throat. This creates thick threads of mucus that drip down my chin.

Yes, this is also horny.

Your hands push me away for a moment and your cock slips out of my mouth. I hear that click again. Then you push your dick back into my mouth. The urge to stop is unimaginable but I keep going. Anger and humiliation fight for priority. Not much later I hear Ting.

Nice pipe

says Eef. She didn't let GVD grow grass over that either. But I'm holding on and I'm happy with the blindfold this time.

Just stop.

You gently push me away and wipe my face with a piece of sheet.

To stand.

Getting up without hands is not very easy, so you help me.

Not easy at your age.

and you burst into laughter. And I curse in my head for a while but say neatly:

Thank you.

You put me at the foot of the bed.

Legs wide.

I spread my legs and then you gently push me forward again until I'm half on the bed. Then you attach my left leg to the post of the bed first, and then my right leg. Mild anxiety resurfaces.

Is it still going well?

Yes sir.

Nice.

You caress my buttocks and my cunt. It's floating, soaking wet. You caress my clit for a second, until I start to moan and then you stop.

So, now I'm going to do what you wanted me to do. What was that again?

Oh what a gigantic rat you are sometimes I want to say, but of course I don't.

I want you to finger me in the ass Master.

I'm missing one little word.

I can't see you but I don't have to. I know exactly what your facial expression looks like now.

Please finger me in my ass Master!

I say it louder on purpose, so you can't say you didn't hear me.

Good, and quite loud too so you don't have to repeat it again. You learn slut, I'm proud of you.Jesus why does that word "pride" always make me melt? No idea but it is and I'm hornier than ever.

Then your finger continues where it left off and slowly disappears into my ass. It takes no effort at all because of the horny fluid of my cunt. Your finger moves slowly and it feels great. Slowly you build up my horniness. Another finger goes into my cunt and I can't hold back anymore. I moan and enjoy and let myself go completely. Until I feel my orgasm, and I have to think lightly again. Don't ask too early, but leave room for no. You seem to see me thinking because suddenly you speed up the fingering. Faster, deeper. My orgasm comes rushing like crazy.

Master, can I cum please?

No….

Shit, I didn't see that one coming. All brakes must be on. My nails go into my hands. Disadvantage, you see me doing it and immediately say:

Nails out of your hands and don't let me see you biting your lip!

I do what you say but without the pain I can't stop this.

Master, I can't last without pain!

For a moment you don't say anything and I'm already afraid that I'm going to cum without permission but then you say come on and I explode. I scream with pleasure but that immediately turns into frustration when you take your fingers out of my ass and cunt. The orgasm, no matter how intense it started, is immediately gone.

No!!! Continue!! I beg you Master, go on!!

This wasn't just a visit for my pleasure, remember? This was also punishment. This is your punishment. Feel the frustration. Feel the pain of an unfinished orgasm. Feel your humiliation and your anger and remember it. Because if you keep lying to yourself, it's just as bad as lying to me.

You're right. I enjoy humiliation. It makes me angry, but I enjoy it many times more. Small advantage for me, you enjoy my fire-breathing eyes, so I will be allowed a little leeway.

You untie me and take off my blindfold. Then we go back down. I'm still completely surprised you're not really going to finish this but it looks like this is really it for today.

Downstairs you take your coat and say:

And if it's any consolation, I didn't text Eef at all. I played the sound of an app to make you think I did that, but I sent them to your phone and then immediately deleted them. And I could guess Eef's comment, so I made that up. You can, no, have to send them to her later when I'm gone. That was the deal, no contact with Eef during sex. However?

I can do something to you. The humiliation I felt after you sent those pictures was SO great. But you're right, it was also SO hot.

So, you can ruminate about that for the rest of the day.

You give me a kiss on the mouth with a smile, and go.

Five minutes later I'm still standing in the middle of the room, completely off the path, when there's a knock at the door. I walk to the door and there you are.

Do you have something to ask me?

Will you please fuck and humiliate me Master.?

Allright then