My Naughty Little Whore Ch. 01

Hi there, everyone! This is the very first story I have ever written, let alone actually submitted and I'm so nervous! Haha. After many suggestions, I've decided to move this over to BDSM. Be warned there are spanking, ice teasing, blindfolding and some simple hand restraining below. Teehee ;) Hopefully you'll enjoy. My thanks to my editor RexBrookdale for all the hard work put into taking this piece from a simple dream filed away on my computer to a reality submitted here! Please feel free to comment and vote. Support and constructive criticism are most welcome! Thanks again! -- CeSelle29

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I walked in the door quietly, and took off my coat. I smelled dinner in the oven, and heard the sound of the TV in the den. She must not have heard me sneaking in, but she'd know soon enough that I was home.

I knew my naughty girl all too well by now. All day, I had fantasized about how to punish her for her spoiled, self-indulgent behavior, and my thoughts had made my head spin with desire. I'd been unable to leave my desk, knowing that my coworkers would notice my condition and ask questions. As usual, at the end of the day I dutifully called her before starting to drive home. I knew she would masturbate, as she always did, once she knew I was on my way, in order to get her own body ready for me to fulfill her every need upon my arrival home.

No such luck, my naughty little girl, I thought.

Now that I'd arrived, she would learn the consequences of such behavior. I walked into the den and watched her face light up with a bright smile that turned lascivious, a look of pent-up passion and pure desire. She said in a coquettish voice, "Well, dinner won't be ready for another hour or so." Her words sounded so simple, even domestic, yet her tone and articulation dripped with sexual innuendo. This was her signal to me, telling me that she was ready for me to take her.

But this time, I only smiled slyly and stared directly into her hazel eyes as I stepped toward her and said, "Perfect, that's plenty of time." Her expression changed from coquettish to confused, taken aback by the detour from our usual verbal foreplay, and I looked down at her, adding darkly, "Plenty of time for me to get what I want." I grabbed her hand and began to pull her in the direction of the bedroom.

Shocked into semi-compliance with my manipulations, she moved, yet did her best to find a way back to our usual dynamic. Trying to sound authoritative, she said, "Baby, I wasn't planning on you doing this right now...."

But her efforts were useless. I charged on toward the bedroom, intending to drag her the whole way if necessary. "Now, now, you did this to yourself and it's time for you to face your punishment."

"Baby, please...."

At the sound of her protest, I stopped walking and turned around to face her. "Oh, shut up," I cut her off abruptly, and then felt her gasp into my mouth as my lips met hers. I pulled her hips forcefully toward my own, sharply closing the gap between us. I didn't need to touch her pussy to know the heat was building up already; I knew how every inch of her body would respond to me. I pulled away from her mouth suddenly, looking down at her with a fiercer intensity than she'd ever seen in me before. Frightened, she tried to wrench herself from my grasp. I hugged her around her waist tightly with one arm. She pushed against my chest while trying to lean away from me, but still she failed to create even the tiniest gap between us. Laying my finger over her lips I whispered into her ear, "You know what you've done to deserve this, my naughty girl. Don't try to deny it." I swung her up in my arms and carried her the rest of the way, easily controlling her as she squirmed and struggled in protest. As we entered the bedroom, I kicked the door shut behind me. The loud slam momentarily shocked her, and she froze in my arms. I took advantage of her stillness, crossing the room in less than two strides and abruptly tossing her onto the bed. She gave me her deepest 'death stare' for tossing her so unceremoniously; and I knew she hated me for doing it, but I didn't care.

In fact, I could arrange for far more dire consequences, if she dared to give me another!

I climbed onto the bed and knelt in-between her legs. She was right where I wanted her now. Bending over her, I slid my hands under her shoulders and pulled her into a sitting position.

Our eyes met as I looked at her sternly and began to elaborate on the situation for my naughty little girl. "Now, this can be easy or very ... difficult." I reached out to brush away a hair stuck to her forehead; it was already covered in sweat from her stress and excitement. She jerked her head away, almost slamming it into the headboard. I started to wince in empathy for her pain, but found my focus again just in time. "Resisting? Not a good idea, Baby." She struggled and cried out as I flipped her over onto her hands and knees. I almost whispered an apology, but caught myself again and managed to stay in character. "You know better than that." I smacked her on her ass. She squealed and again attempted to move out of reach. My voice rose to overcome the extra noise. "That's not how you take your punishment, naughty girl. Let's try this again until you get it right." I reached around her and unbuttoned her jeans, yanking them down her legs. I roughly pulled them off, and stared at her ass now on display, still covered by her panties.

Fuck! She's so hot.

But it wasn't my time to admire her. As I rubbed her ass I realized those would have to go too, and tore them off.

She still hadn't figured out that she wasn't going to get away. This time when she squirmed I wrapped my other hand around her waist, and held her firmly in place. I found myself almost painfully hard. I pulled her ass back toward my hips, making her aware of my cock and groaned as she continued to squirm, rubbing against me, increasing my pleasure.

She's so perfect, but does she know just how perfect?

It was a struggle not to become distracted from my objective. "Do you feel my hard cock against your little round ass, Baby? This is what you've put me through all day, while I was thinking of what I'd do to you!" My pent-up desire caused my words to come out almost as a snarl, and she doubled her efforts to scramble out of my arms. "Where the hell are you going? You're staying right here and taking it." I smacked her ass and she cried out. I spanked her twice more, and noticed her pussy lips were beginning to swell. As I spanked her a fourth time, she seemed to have capitulated. This time, she let out a plea for me to hit her again. "You don't get to call the shots baby, don't make me shut you up." She quieted down; I spanked her again and again, and each time she moaned with pleasure. "That's my good girl, you can take it. You know you deserve it."

I began to rub her ass again, which was now bright pink and almost red where the outline of my fingers showed. Squeezing each cheek, she continued to coo her satisfaction as I soothed her poor little sexy ass. The naughty girl in front of me collapsed onto the bed on her flat, toned stomach. My tone was soothing, leading her to believe that her punishment had almost ended. "Turn over onto your back, baby. Take off your shirt and bra for me." As she did, I took off my tie and belt and laughed when she realized what was coming. "Did I say I was finished with you?" I said, as I tied her hands together with the belt and slipped it around the opening in the headboard, securing it tightly. "If you're good and do as I say, the blindfold won't go on. You don't want that do you?" Her response was an insistent shake of her head, so I felt I could continue.

I kissed her soft pink lips long and hard. My lips worked their way behind her ear, down her throat, and across her collarbone to her chest. I lifted my head slightly to turn and admire her firm, round breasts exposed minutes earlier, kissing and caressing each one. Two perfect pink nipples now stood out erect, the skin of her aureoles crinkled slightly from the cold room, and from my ministrations. Moving to plant my lips again onto her luscious skin, and then over and down to suckle her left nipple, a moan escaped her lips. I stopped, and looked up. "Baby, I give you two more chances. If you're not quiet, the blindfold goes on."

Another nod from her. I continued. I kissed and licked my way down along her rib cage, across her soft stomach, to her belly button and then back up following just under her ribs and along each of the sides. A moan of ecstasy came out of her mouth and she began to squirm, begging for me to touch her pussy. I looked down; the pussy I hadn't even touched was glistening with her wetness. Oh, she was dying for me, but there was no way I was giving in.

You weren't expecting this kind of punishment, were you my naughty little girl?

"Someone is being very naughty, squirming and moaning! My naughty girl doesn't squirm until I tell her to, and she's quiet when I tell her to keep her mouth shut! That's two strikes, Baby! Be careful! That pussy is awfully wet, my love. Tell me, do you want me down there playing with your clit and eating you out? Do you want to cum?"

"Yes, please, Baby!"

"Well you know what you have to do to get what you want." I watched her, as I continued to taunt her. "You can't cum before I do." I slipped a pillow behind her to help hold her head up. Our eyes met and I knew she was thankful for the comfort and support. I stood up and moved to quickly undress, but then had another thought.

Instead of rushing through this, why don't I torture my poor little girl a little bit longer?

So I slowly unbuttoned my pants and with a show of calm deliberateness that belied the excitement I felt, I stepped out of them, picked them up, and then made a great show of folding them and placing them on the side of the bed. I looked over at my naughty girl and smirked, "What's wrong, my little girl?"

Not breaking her silence, she allowed her frustration to show for a minute. She struggled against her bonds that secured her to the headboard, and her hot gaze followed me while I stood smirking slightly, waiting for her stop moving, When she stilled, I then began to slowly unbutton my dress shirt, one button at a time. Button by button, I watched her eyes grow ever wider as she silently pleaded to me to speed things along, never taking her eyes off of my hands as they moved lower. Then I unbuttoned the cuffs. Finally, my shirt moved loosely around me, the cuffs open at the wrists, I shrugged it off and folded it, then placed it on top of the pants. Next, I sat down on the edge of the bed and took off my socks, one at a time. The bulge from my erection tented my grey boxer briefs, so I slipped my cock out through the opening and began to slowly stroke it. I leaned back, my straight arm braced against the bed by my other hand, and watched my little girl's face. Slowly her expression seemed to melt from that of horny frustration to a look of pure desire. I knew she wanted my cock in her mouth, if only because the sooner I came the sooner her own orgasm would begin.

I decided I'd had enough of my taunting, and moved up the bed to straddle my naughty little girl across her upper chest. This was her favorite position in which to suck my cock, because of the restraint over her pillow-like breasts from the weight of my thighs and buttocks. I studied her eyes, and licked the tip of my middle finger, then swiped it across her left nipple, pinching it before I brought my hand back up to my mouth. Positioned firmly underneath me, she gasped and squirmed within the vise of my legs, as I repeated the process on her right nipple, watching her, making sure she felt every single touch. Her nipples were now hard and erect yet again, standing out from her creamy white breasts.

"Suck my cock if you want to cum, Baby, but pay attention to me, not to this naughty, wet, little pussy." I reached behind my back and smacked her clit lightly with my fingertips in time with my words, to emphasize my point. Simultaneously my weight shifted backward, to rest directly over her breasts. She moaned softly in response.

"Do you understand, little one?"

"Yes, Baby."

"Now little one, we've discussed this, and I am not letting you get away with it again. What do you call me?"

"I'm supposed to call you sir," she stated and lowered her gaze, tilting her head down in shame from disappointing not only me, but also herself. I reached out and lifted her chin, making her shamed gaze meet my stone-cold stare, such that she quickly added, "Sir!"

"That's better. I trust I won't have to remind you again tonight. Now if you don't mind I'll get back to why I'm sitting straddling your breasts."

I slipped my aching hard cock into her lovely warm mouth. It felt so good, but I couldn't let my pleasure get the best of me. She wasn't desperate enough, yet; in fact I saw that she was becoming complacent, because I had let her set the pace. She shifted, grinding her breasts up into my thighs, which I knew sent electric bolts of arousal straight to her clit. I reached behind me with one hand to feel her wet pussy, slowly finger-fucking her to both tease her and to remind her of the orgasm she so desperately wanted.

I never said I'd play fair. That's not one of the rules.

She slowed the pace of sucking my cock as she began to bask in her own pleasure. Her eyes were closed and I could feel her sigh. Abruptly, I pulled my hand away and slid myself back along her torso, my thighs grazing her erect nipples again. My cock popped out of her mouth, and she struggled, reaching to get it back. "Beg for it, little one. You have to need my cock. Show me you need it. You have to take care of me first. You are naughty, aren't you?"

"Yes sir, but..."

"No buts! I said BEG! Beg for my cock." My cold eyes met her wide-eyed ones as she squirmed in frustration.

"Please sir, I need your cock!"

"More," I demanded.

"Please sir, I want to make you come! I need to feel you fill up my mouth!"

"MORE!" I stared at her. She knew exactly what I wanted from my naughty little girl.

"Sir, I need to feel your cock at the back of my throat, and your hot load shooting into me! I need to swallow every ounce of it! PLEASE! Let me suck your cock, sir!" she was practically crying.

But FUCK she deserves it! This is punishment after all and there are no breaks for a naughty little girl like her.

"That's much better, my naughty little girl!" I slid back into her mouth, rewarding her begging. I watched her mouth slide up and down, felt her tongue swirl around my head, and her gag reflex kick in. I pulled away briefly to let her catch her breath, slipping my fingers in her mouth instead, and ordered her to suck on them as she recovered. She moaned as she tasted herself on my fingers, and licked them, trying to get every last drop off.

God she just loves the taste of herself. FUCK.

Bringing myself back to her warm, wet mouth, she began deep-throating me, bringing me to the edge fairly quickly, and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I let her know I was about to come fast and hard, so she wouldn't choke.

No, neither one of us is particularly interested in that.

Then I carefully found my balance and reached back to her pussy. As I slid one finger into her she moaned, and that did it. The vibrations sent me over the edge; I came and finally found relief, after waiting all day. After she had swallowed and I went soft, I looked at her and smiled. I slipped my cock back into my boxers quickly.

"Someone was a good little girl. Do you still want to cum?"

Her breathing was still ragged from my assault on her mouth. She was also upset that I had put her favorite toy away so quickly. I gave her another second and then slipped my hand behind her neck.

"Hmmm? Answer me."

"Yes, sir!" Her body snapped to attention, as though my words had just sunk in. "Please let me cum! PLEASE!" She struggled against her bonds as she spoke.

"Okay little one, but remember the rules. You already have two strikes, I won't hesitate to grab the blindfold if you let one more little peep out of those pretty little lips."

God, those sexy pink lips, I just want to bite and suck on that perfect little pout!

This time I started behind her knees, a ticklish spot. Kissing my way up her thighs, I pushed her legs wide apart. I sucked and nibbled on her inner thigh and worked my way toward her pussy. She closed her eyes, inhaled sharply, and suddenly bit her bottom lip.

Not fair, little girl.

But before I could even inhale her scent, she bit her bottom lip harder, and a moan escaped her sexy lips. Her eyes flew open. She knew immediately what was coming. If she hadn't been tied up, she would have smacked her hand across her own mouth in disbelief. I straightened up and reached for the tie on the nightstand, as she began protesting frantically. "I'm sorry sir! Please don't, I know the rule! You always just make it feel so good sir! I'm so sorry, please sir!"

"Well of course I make it feel good! That's my job isn't it?"

She whimpered, her bottom lip beginning to quiver.

"No crying little one, no arguing. You broke the rule, now comes the consequence," and wrapped the blindfold securely. Truth be told, of course I was pushing her buttons just a bit, to get her in trouble.

I want this to be fun, not agonizingly cruel, but again I never promised to play 100% fair. Plus, I know she wants this.

Having her now tied up and blindfolded left me completely in control; exactly what I had been craving and fantasizing about all day at the office. Now I was free to do whatever I wanted without her seeing where I was headed. This would be fun.

I started kissing her hot wet pussy. It was soaked. I flicked her clit with the very tip of my tongue and her hips began to wiggle. I continued to tease her clit with wicked abandon. Just then the oven timer went off. Dinner was ready. I kissed her pussy as I would kiss her mouth, and she sighed with delight. "I'll be back." I ran to the kitchen, pulled dinner out of the oven, and turned off the loud, shrilly beeping timer.

Note to self: can we get a less annoying timer?

I shook my head in disbelief at how easily I had become distracted. After all, I did have a blindfolded, bound beauty in my bed, practically starving for my touch, not to mention an orgasm. I turned to leave the kitchen and stopped short at the edge of the kitchen's cold, tiled floor. I realized the advantage I had here. I ran to the freezer and then slipped quietly back into the bedroom.

"Sir? Are you back? Oh, please come back Sir! I need you! You can't leave me like this!"

My love was alternating between desperately squirming, in the vain hope of finding my hands nearby, and trying to cross her legs to rub them together and make some friction to get some relief. So far she had succeeded only in kicking far enough and hard enough to send my neatly folded clothes about two feet from the bed, onto the floor. I hadn't thought I had been gone that long. The thought of securing her legs wide apart as punishment for her desperate attempt to undo my efforts tonight occurred; but then again I had already been cruel enough. Besides, I had a more ... time-sensitive item to see to completion.

"Yes, little one, I'm here and I'm afraid I could all-too-easily leave you there just like that. You are a vision of sex appeal. Now tell me, is that pussy hot and wet like it should be?"

"Yes, sir."

"Are you getting desperate?" I took a step closer to the bed, and made sure the sound of my footsteps was audible, stepping around my clothing on the floor.