A Kitty for Santa Ch. 04

"My baby wants to figure out what's on her body but there is no way for you to taste yourself so you're just going to have to taste me." I heard her moan and I wished I was the reason she was making those sounds. "My nipples are so hard Santa will you suck on them for me baby. Will you make my nipples feel good for me?"

"Oh yes Mistress you can put them in my mouth and I will take very good care of them."

"Very well. I have two rules my darling."

"Anything!"

"No cumming without permission."

"Yes Mistress."

"And; no biting only tongue and lips. Understood?"

"Yes Mistress."

"I'm rubbing something nice and warm on my nipples for you baby and it feels so good. It feels almost as good as when you suck on my nipples and you just can't get enough of my tits."

I could only wish my hands were free but this was so much more fun. I think we might need to do this more often.

I felt her behind my head and then there it was a nipple in my mouth dear heavens above it was chocolate. All the teasing was too much her body fell forward and she was lying above me. Moaning for me and then her reserve broke and she started playing with my pussy.

"No cumming without permission." I couldn't help but moan onto her breast making her moan louder for me.

She still had some chocolate on her fingers and was rubbing that up and down my lower lips. She had tied me down leaving me open to her, with all the torture I was open and wet.

I could only feel her fingers on my lips playing with me, never entering, staying free and clear of my clit. Oh fuck I was going to have to wait.

As she sat up pulling her nipple free, she held me down when I looked for that sweet chocolate chip.

"More."

I heard her moan and sooner rather than later I felt the next chocolate morsel drop into my mouth. This time she had more chocolate on her hands and she started working on my stars. It was more precise strokes, so maybe she was painting them in. I never knew that those stars would be my demise. I mean they were so close to my pussy to make her touches feel erotic but too far for any good stimulation.

I couldn't help but feel confused. I mean what is better you're own body receiving stimulation or well your own body reacting to stimulation because her nipple in my mouth was stimulating my nether regions.

Then it was gone and so was she. I couldn't complain I was enjoying every minute of this sweet torture. Next thing I know she's again between my legs but she's straddling my thigh.

"How's my girl?"

"Horny mistress."

"Good, because this display has made you're mistress very horny. "

"Fuck me." She did have nipple clamps but they weren't too bad.

"That's your punishment for making me so horny."

"Thank you mistress."

"Oh baby I'm not going to last much longer if you're so good at this."

"Untie me and I'll make you a happy mistress."

"No deal pet you're all mine."

Those hands went back to my stomach and spread more chocolate on the bare parts. The warmth of the chocolate and the sensuality of her hands were driving me to heights unknown. Her hands would be strong and take possession of my body and as the chocolate hardened they would be soft and trace her art work. All this chocolate and all this temptation and she had steered clear of my pussy.

Working her pussy down my thigh leaving a trail of her wetness, I was delirious.

What we were doing wasn't about anything but love. When I first met this woman the universe was intent on us meeting one way or another. Then it seemed it was persistent about us not being together. As I lay here feeling her love for me I feel like I've been looked out for. I needed this woman in my life more than I needed anything. When I feared I had lost her, a part of me was dying I knew I would never find another like her.

The way her hands worked down my body spreading this chocolate I knew it more than just about having sex or being intimate. This was all about uniting as one. Her adoring my body and taking me as I was, was her way of telling me she was ready. Yes she needed the control but most of all she needed to know she could do this. It was then that I stopped struggling and just enjoyed her hands on my body. As she finished up my legs she took one long lick of my pussy. Forcing her pussy onto my thigh. I couldn't help but lift and that brought a laugh.

"Even if you tried you couldn't get this pussy to cum."

"I don't need you to cum all I wanted was to see how wet you were for me."

"Well that deserves another punishment."

Oh what sweet punishment. I felt something vibrating on my clit.

"No cumming pet!"

My whole world was shattering before my very eyes I wanted to do as I was told but my body the bastard was betraying me. I could feel the tightening of my stomach the curling of my toes and then it was gone. Fuck me running I don't know what was worse cumming without permission or not cumming at all.

Just as I thought I would be able to survive this torture she put the vibrating object into my pussy. This just wasn't fair.

"Tiff?"

"Mistress! Pet now you need another punishment."

"Yes mistress."

Getting off the bed she came around and then I felt it. Her version of punishment was her pussy right over my mouth as she used her fingers on my clit. As hard as I tried I couldn't get that slice of pie into my mouth.

The worse part was that she was so turned on that playing with my pussy was turning her on. The way she was moaning, her body occasionally brushing against me I was ready to burst and so was she. She finally couldn't take it anymore and she sat up right above me.

"Would pet like to see her mistress?"

"Yes Mistress please."

As the blind fold came off I looked up and there she was in only a corset with her tits out and her pussy fully exposed.

"May I make you cum Mistress?"

"No but I do want you to watch."

Her fingers went straight into her pussy and her other hand worked on her clit. How unfair to be right here with my tongue ready to lick but no chance of being allowed a taste. Then there was the sounds of not only her fingers working in and out of her wetness but the moans coming from within her body. Moan after moan groaning here and there and then the screams signaling she was near to her release.

Finally puling her fingers from with in her pussy they came out as she looked at me and fed me her fingers.

"Oh baby cum with me."

She didn't tell me twice for the first time I came without any stimulation to my own pussy. The contractions from within were enough to free me from the confines of this invisible prison built solely upon words. Her fingers on my tongue were her pussy within my mouth the taste was all her with a mix of chocolate, someone bottle this and pour me a cup any day.

Then there it was that sweet liquid that a few women can release and she lowered herself onto my mouth as she removed her fingers. Talk about getting what you wish for. That cup I was telling you was filling my mouth and it was neither slow nor gradual but I took my time in eating that pussy while I had the chance.

When her pussy stopped contracting she lifted herself off of me and the bed. As I closed my eyes I could still see that sweet pussy above me and I could sure as hell still taste and smell it. It was a smell I never minded and always wanted. That smell caused a hunger for pussy like no other. Then I felt her remove a vibrating egg from inside me.

Pretty soon I felt the chocolate all over my front side. As I looked down as I saw that I was covered in chocolate, white and from the taste milk chocolate.

"Just one more thing or two well a few to be exact."

Still cuffed and unable to move. She came to the table next to me and dipped a strawberry into a brown chocolate, letting some drip on my lips. then she put one on my chest between my tits. The next one was also dipped, allowed to drip onto my lips and placed lower. Each one was the same until five lined my upper body. Then I see a pineapple in the form of a bow tie, this one placed on my neck and a picture starts to form.

I think she's done now and her masterpiece will be revealed, not quite. I see a small banana and I wonder what part of a suit does that make. She dips it into the chocolate and this time sets it down to dry. While her other hand is idly stroking my pussy.

"Are you having fun Mistress?"

"Lots baby, lots."

"I love you."

"I love you too Santa."

As I see her lift the banana, it hits me and her grin makes everything so clear. The banana makes it way down low.

"I'm a little hungry and need somewhere to hold my banana."

"F-Fuck." Slowly she slides it into my pussy and I try my hardest to hold it in. I close my eyes and allow all my senses to settle down. She is one creative person.

"Can I take pictures?"

And there she was my beautiful girlfriend, standing in front of me with her camera. Standing in a beautiful black corset with blue satin covered with black lace. Her pussy bare and very wet and a garter on her thigh hiding something she was ashamed of but it was a battle scar that would always remind her of the days we almost lost each other. Nothing could detract from her beauty however. Her tits were free and I could tell she was feeling her orgasm from her breathing and the rise and fall of her breast.

"You're asking?" Damn I was seriously moaning.

"Yea baby that's a lot to ask. But I want you to able to see this when I'm done. You're my masterpiece."

"Go ahead just don't send them to anyone or anywhere."

"Yea right like I would ever share you."

"Oh and Santa?"

"Yea baby?"

"Don't let the banana slip out."

"Yes Mistress."

Then the torture continued I had to stay still when I had all this chocolate on me. She put the blindfold back on and began the pictures. I could feel it pull in places when she would touch me and my body would react to her touch. Releasing the nipple clamps she sucked on each one as she released them. Making sure to get all the chocolate off my whole breast. Then more pictures.

I was barely starting to be able to hold it together from everything she had done to me and this clean up was getting me all worked up again. I mean I don't know about you but I don't think this chocolate was about me.

Once my breast were free and clear the blind fold came off again.

"Are you going to be good or do I have to punish you again?"

"If that was my punishment I have no choice but to be naughty."

"The next time there will be no vibrator or clamps and you'll have to cum all on your own."

Little devil had a point this time it would be harder even if I was really horny. This banana was not going to move itself.

"I'll be good I promise."

"Good I will untie you now but you have to promise that you will do as you're told."

"I promise to try my best to follow directions Mistress."

One by one she released my limbs and rubbed out where I had been tied. But my body was so strained it didn't want to move from this position not to mention the chocolate.

I was released but my body was still a little tired. Then she went between my thighs and started eating the banana right out of my pussy. It wasn't a simple pull out mechanism no baby girl would push it in and out with every bite and a few licks in between.

"Cum for me!"

"Yes Mistress."

Her lips sealed around my clit and her fingers took the place of the banana and my hands found the sheets between my fingers. Grasping for the reality that this orgasm was shaking me to my core.

"Best banana I have ever had. You ready for your last surprise."

"If it's anything like what you just did, I don't know if I'll last. I can barely sit up baby."

"Then I'll sit next to you but you have to make the effort to at least sit up. Here share the fruit with me."

Strawberry by strawberry she made one hell of an erotic show and I felt my strength coming back to me. Soon enough I would have her underneath me having her pussy filled and my name she would definitely be screaming. As the last piece of fruit made it to my mouth I sat up.

We both did and then she played with my hair as she looked at me. We were one hot mess. I was covered in chocolate but still naked and she was covering her stomach but for the most part naked.

As I looked at her she slipped off the garter and there it was a santa hat surrounding the word home which had been fixed with the words 'Santa is my' above home. Santa is my home. We had talked about her getting it removed but the scar would be there forever. She had taken something horrendous for her and made it beautiful.

"Bitch might have scarred me but she didn't brake me. You're my home baby Santa is my home."