A Brat's Fantasy Ch. 09

"Oh God please Master! I need it. I need You. Please, oh...give it to me!" My feet planted on the bed now, I punctuate each of those last words with a fierce, supple surge of my hips.

And give it to me He does. My pleading words incite Him into fucking me with hard driving, raging passion

I love that sound of two bodies coming to meet hard, so lustily, lewdly. He is slamming into my throbbing pussy so fiercely that I gasp and whimper and yelp softly with each crashing impact. But the slight pain doesn't keep me from pumping my hips up to meet His every downward thrust, eager to help Him impale Himself ever deeper and deeper into my dripping wet cunt.

"Oh yes Master." I purr. "Fuck me hard. Use Your naughty little kitten. Love me later but just fuck me now!"

Our driving bodies glisten, becoming slick with sweat, sleek and slippery. I love this kind of fucking, wet on the inside-and the outside.

No gag, and I am, after all, a mouthy little brat. So I groan and gasp. I moan and mewl. With a mix of lust and love, I whisper to Him my desire and need and love,

Our gasps and grunts erupt from throats that are growing hoarse.

He reaches for my legs and hoists them so that my body is bent in half, my ankles up by my shoulders and His face lowers closer and closer to mine.

Oh fuck, I gasp, that feels so good! He is getting His dick so deep inside of me in this new position, and I risk a lascivious little smirk up at Him. He growls at me warningly, and little brat button pusher I always gotta be, I giggle, then mewl throatily, deliberately into His ear. And flick my supple little katt's tongue over the curve of that ear.

He snarls and pounds into me, trying to force Himself through my vaginal tunnel and ram the fat, sensitive head of his prick through my cervix. My panting, sweating Master rides me hard, I purr at Him again, knowing the only thing on His mind is the desire to spray my pussy full of His cum.

Gods I am loving this. And it makes me wild knowing how much He is enjoying me, just as I love and enjoy Him. He is giving me what I have wanted for so long. He gives me what I need. And he takes what He needs in return.

The sheer joy and pleasure of that thought has me instantly, with no warning, suddenly cumming, and cumming hard. I can't help it, and I can't stop. I hope He won't punish me for not waiting to be told to.

He is fucking me even harder and faster now, His pumping cock forcing itself between my rippling, pulsing, convulsing pussy walls.

He groans, and jerks against my body. I feel the head of His cock swell even larger and know He's about to explode and fill me with His hot cum. And then He is erupting and He cums into me so explosively it stings my tender, hard fucked flesh.

He lets His weight rest on me fully and I love the feel of His solid body covering me. I close my eyes and tighten around His still jerking flesh, milking him gently, feeling how deeply He filled me with His fluids. He kisses me tenderly, and nips at my lower lip.

He looks deep into my eyes and I know He can see the love and the desire I hold for Him. I would never try to hide that from Him.

He kisses me with enough passion that I come again a bit around His softening cock. His emerald eyes stare with that amazing intensity into my own green-gold ones.

He has told me, online and over the phone, that He loves me. But He hasn't said it here yet. I want to hear those words face to face.

"I love you Master." I whisper. "You own me, heart and soul, body and mind."

"I know." He simply looks at me. "I expect no less katt."

He smiles and lowers His head to lay on me. I close my eyes on my sadness.

When He unties my hands I wrap my arms around Him to hold Him close. I love the weight of Him covering me. I can live without the words.

Feeling safe here in His embrace. It's good. I love it. I close my eyes sleepily. He's here in my arms.

And then I hear soft words whispering in my ear. "I love you to." I smile and turn my head but Master's snore tells me that the sixteen hour drive and the two sessions of pleasure/pain have tapped His energy.

But He gave me the words, and I fall asleep as well, filled with a quiet joy, eager for whatever Master's pleasure might be when next He awakes.