Please Let Me Serve You Pt. 08

"Look around for some cuffs or ropes. I know I had cuffs especially meant for playing, but I don't know where. And since you're the servant and I'm the mistress, it would be only natural for you to be the one to find something for me to tie you with. I also need to rest after this beautiful orgasm you have granted me."

"Yes, of course, mistress. Thank you for the compliment. It honors me to know that I was able to please you. Please give me a minute."

Without a second thought, I went looking for something for mistress to tie me with. Putting some clothes on I went outside and after some searching I found some manila rope outside. I came running back and when I got to mistress; I dropped to my knees, handing it to her. She had now recovered some strength so taking the rope she said:

"Now I'm going to tie you up, so that you can't move or escape. And then..." she let a word hang, and my breathing stopped. She smiled, looked me into the eyes and almost laughing said:

"And then I'm going to tickle you, a lot."

I gave her big smile and said:

"Thank you, mistress!"

"What are you, disappointed? Did you want some pain instead?"

"Mistress, you can never disappoint me. It fills me with great joy to know that I am of use to you. Any at all. Whatever you want to do with me, please do it. I would do my best to serve and obey you."

She smiled at me, pleased by my answer. Then she tied the rope around my wrists like it was a pair of cuffs, and the more I pulled, the tighter it got.

"I have a ball gag if you think you will scream. Well, will you?" she said.

"I'm sorry, mistress, but I might. Please gag me!"

"Lovely. I just love how honest you are, slave. You are just the best. Now open wide."

I opened my mouth; she put the gag in it and fastened it behind my head.

"Now slave, tell me how much you love me!" her tone was both mild and demanding.

"Mghf..."

I tried to say something. To tell her how much I love her. Even though there was no need for that. But my words weren't understandable.

"Seem like you don't know what to say. Have I perhaps left you speechless?"

"Yshmishshesh hamhohimishesh."

"Bad boy. You should speak clearly, especially when you are expressing your love for me. How sad, seems I would have to punish you for that." she said smiling brightly.

I looked pleadingly at her, but she pretended not to understand my expression. And realising that there wasn't anyway for me to talk or make her pardon me; I hung my head. However, before I closed my eyes, I think I saw a glimpse of her biting the inside of her lower lip with a smile. It was a game that we both loved, so I couldn't help but smile slightly as well. I thought my smile wasn't noticeable from the gag. But apparently it was, since she looked at me and said:

"What are you smiling for? Perhaps you can't wait for me to start?"

Before I could nod or try to muffle anything, she started tickling me over my chest and abs. I fidgeted left and right. My laughs were distorted by the gag. She slapped me on the cheek and said.

"Stop moving around, you're making it harder for me that way!"

I tried to stop. I suppressed my laughs. She continued I strengthened my body and stood as still as I could.

"Good try to stay like that."

She then went to my thighs and ran her fingers, gently tracing a line towards my balls, tickling them a bit. I fidgeted slightly. She then returned to the inner part of my thighs and gently ran, three fingers going up. After that she went for my nipples and pinched them hard. I bit the gag, trying not to make any noise, but I couldn't stop myself, and a small hiss escaped my mouth. She seemed to ignore it, for which I was thankful. I knew she would punish me if I misbehaved. My penis swelled in its cage, desperate for the freedom it would not receive. She continued exploring my body. Her fingers went to my abs again, and she continued to move them around. It was like they were dancing ever so lightly on my skin, barely touching it. I strengthened my stomach, trying to hold back, but after a while I cracked and let out a little laugh. Or something close to that.

"I haven't given you permission to laugh. Now stay like that!" she said with a smile.

She reached under the bed and pulled out a whip. This one was white, with a black handle.

"Naughty, slaves that don't do as they're told, should be punished. Don't you think so?" she looked at me and smiled again, amused by the situation.

"Mhm." I said, knowing that the only option was to agree.

"Good boy! I'll punish you, but I won't be as harsh... Maybe. I guess will see."

She whipped me hard on the stomach, and I curled, coughing, through the gag.

"Was that too hard? I'm sorry."

Her voice was caring and gentle. I loved that about her. Even though she was quite sadistic, she wasn't emotionless and evil, like the stuff you see in porn. She enjoyed doing it and cared about how I felt. Which only fueled my submission to her.

"Turn around on your knees I'll whip your back."

I got up in the position she wanted me and not even a second later she whipped me twice hard on the back. I screamed in pain. The gag suppressed most of the sound. My back was on fire, but I couldn't collapse so soon. So, I focused hard to stay on my knees. She hit me again. I was like a guitar whenever she hit a string I made a sound. Even though I couldn't see, I knew she had marked my back good. She then hit me twice in a row in almost the same spot. My breathing was rugged. It was hard for me to breathe with the gag on, but it wasn't impossible, so I tried to focus on my breathing to ease the pain. She left the whip and came to me, then almost instantly she ran her nails hard on my chest and abs. She then traced them gently back up to the point she had started from.

"Tell, me how much you love this, slave!"

"Mihohhis..."

I tried saying I love it and enjoy it, but I couldn't. The gag prevented me from talking normally. And she spoke while I was mid-sentence saying:

"Well, I guess I should do it harder, if you're not feeling it."

I tried pleading.

"Hmiish-"

I really didn't want it to be any harder. It hurt like crazy already. But she still hit me with all her might. My pleading was stopped by my screams. I fell to the ground, curling in pain. She smiled and said:

"Oh yes, tell me how much you like that."

Before I could say anything, she hit me again, and I stopped my muffled sentence before it even starting it. Every time I tried to say something, she would hit me harder, just so I could stutter. After a few more tries, I stopped talking. But she prodded me to talk by saying:

"Why did you go silent? Come on, talk to me. Or is it that you don't want to."

She hit me hard, and I screamed in pain.

"Are you mad at me? Is that why you don't want to talk?"

Of course I wasn't mad. I just couldn't talk.

"Nhn mii mhst hant."

I tried to say that I just couldn't talk. She, of course, pretended not to know what I was saying and just continued torturing me. She mainly went for my back, but some hits also landed on my stomach and arms. Leaving red stripes all over my body.

After a few more hits, I can't really tell how many. My eyes got teary, and I was shaking all over, like an autumn leaf ready to fall from the tree. She put the whip on the floor and pulled me down until I was sitting on my bottom. She went and hugged me from behind, pressing her cheek on my shoulder, while saying:

"You're such a good boy. I'm glad I got you. There's no need to say anything, just stay like that."

We stood there for a few minutes. It was amazing. She then removed the gag from my mouth and said:

"Do you feel like doing it?"

"Honestly mistress. The thought of doing it with you doesn't escape my mind. I really want to. Please, please, I'm begging you. Let me please you."

"Don't you mean. Please, you with my prick. Because if it's not that, you can always just use your mouth."

"I'm sorry, mistress. I don't want to sound selfish, but yes. Please let me please you with my prick."

"But, what if you come too fast? What will happen then? I bet you'll feel everything."

"I'll hold on. I swear. I won't let the pleasure take me over."

"So, you want to put it in me, but also want to hold out long enough to satisfy me, is that so?"

"Yes, mistress."

"I doubt you would hold long enough. Especially in your current condition. But, I did plan on letting you cum. Just so you don't jump around like a puppy in heat when my sister comes. Fine, let's unlock you and have some fun."

She took the key and inserted it in the lock. I closed my eyes, eager for the feeling that was about to come. Then I heard the sound of the cage being unlocked. My mind went to a few days back when we had our last intercourse. And even though it wasn't that long ago to me, it felt like forever. She removed the cage and gently jerked my member until it sprang up to life, filled with vigor and excitement.

"Oh, look. Your poor thing can't wait. It's twitching in anticipation."

"It's true mistress. It eagerly awaits for you to let him in."

"Well, I'm a kind person so I won't leave him waiting."

She went and took a condom from the drawers. Then came and put it on my member. Mistress took her clothes off slowly, like she wasn't in a hurry, revealing her beautiful body. It was like a feast for my eyes. I knew she couldn't wait, but she still took her time.

"Lay on the bed properly. And try to hold out until I'm done." mistress commanded.

I did just that and while I was lying on my back; she got on top of me and slowly inserted my member into her. And while it was tardily getting in. She let out a moan. When it got all the way in. It felt so good. Warm and slippery. My nerves twitched all over my body. She stood like that for a moment, then exhaled softly.

"Don't you dare come before me! Think whose pleasure is important here."

"Of course, mistress. I'll do my best."

"Doing your best, is good and all, but you will come only when I allow you! If you cum before me it will be back in the cage for you, for an indefinite period. Until, I say otherwise. Now I'm going to start moving and I want no complaining. Stay silent until I say otherwise."

With that, she started to move slowly. She gradually moved faster and faster. The warmth and slipperiness of her precious place were so inviting that I wasn't sure that I could withstand not cumming before she was done. But I had to try. I had to do it. Even though it felt so good that I had to bite the inside of my cheek to snap out of it. Every movement she made felt amazing. I couldn't help but release a small groan.

"That was just so cute. But now suck on my fingers and shut up."

She inserted her middle and ring finger inside my mouth and started moving them in and out.

"Yes, suck on them, you slut."

I followed her order and sucked on her fingers while she was riding me. Even if that was embarrassing, I didn't care. I could break in front of her. That's how much I trusted her. She was so wet my member slid with ease. Our bodies were crashing together. Like the ocean waves clashing in the big solid rocks on a beach. She was getting tighter now. But I could tell she wasn't close to coming yet. I felt her withdrawing her hand from my mouth and I instinctively followed it so that she doesn't remove her fingers. Why did I do that I wasn't sure myself, but I was so turned on now that I wasn't thinking.

"Are you that eager to suck on my fngers? Well, then here you go."

She shoved her fingers deep inside my mouth, making me gag. Then instantly pulled her hand away and wiped it off my face.

"Oh, yes! You just love pleasing your mistress. Isn't that right, slave?"

I coughed a bit. But still answered through teary eyes saying:

"Yes, mistress, pleasing you is my ultimate pleasure. Please use me in any way you wish."

"Oh I will, slave. You don't need to worry about that."

She put her hands on my shoulders and pinned me to the bed. I was throbbing like crazy I thought I was going to come any moment, so I started begging her to slow down a bit.

"Please, please show mercy to your slave and slow down a bit. I'm getting awfully close. Please, my goddess, please, I'm begging you!"

"And why should I put up with your request? I'm the one who's in charge. And you are the one who has to obey me. Not the other way around."

My mind was a mush already. I was panting, gasping for air.

"I... I... I'm sorry, you're right, mistress."

"Of course I am."

She continued her movement, but this time she was doing it a bit slower. She reached for my nipples and pinched both of them hard with her hands, then rotated them in opposite directions. I let out a little moan from that. The pain brought along pleasure. And I didn't even notice that I had held my breath until mistress said:

"Breathe!"

I then exhaled the breath I was holding. My heart was pounding like crazy. I closed my eyes thinking that maybe if I wasn't looking I could withstand it for longer. But, mistress slapped me on the cheek and with a scornful tone she said:

"Look at me! How dare you close your eyes?! You should be grateful that I'm giving your eyes a feast such as this."

"I am mistress, but you are so beautiful, that I may come any moment now. I want to hold out longer, but if I look at you, I'll come. I'm so sorry."

"Fine, stay like that I'll tell you when to open your eyes. Try not to come, before me."

She seemed pleased with my answer. She started moving faster; the pleasure overwhelmed me, but I had to endure. She was wet and slippery, yet also tightening up faster than before now. She let her moans fill the room. I felt a drop of sweat drip on me. She put her hand on my chest to support herself and said through her screams and moans:

"Start moving as fast as you can! I'm so close."

I started moving faster, but I was already close, myself. So, I said:

"Mistress, I'm very close."

"I am too, love. Let's cum together and let our pleasure melt into one."

With that she screamed saying:

"Oh, yes! I'm cumming!"

It was more like we're cumming. Because the moment she came, so did I. It's like her words were the trigger that finally stopped me from suppressing my orgasm. She laid on top of me, catching her breath, and I gently caressed her hair. She wrapped her arms around me and rested for a few minutes or so. She was still feeling the aftermath of her orgasm, so I continued to fondle her hair. Once she had regained enough strength, she said:

"Good work, love! But, once is not nearly enough. Let's do it again. Seeing how hard you are. I don't need to ask you if you can keep going."

"Of course, my goddess."

"Go dispose of the condom and bring me a glass of water. In the meantime I'll wait for you here."

"Of course mistress."

Without another word, I got up to do what she demanded of me.

"Hurry up, that was just round one."

"Yes, of course my goddess." I said, while exiting through the door of the bedroom.

I tied the condom and threw it in the trash, then washed my hands. Afterwards, I poured some cold tap water in a glass and went beck. When I got there, I knelt down and gave mistress the glass.

"Good boy!" she said, taking the glass.

After taking a few sips, she put the glass on the nightstand.

"Take another condom and put it on. And then hop on the bed. Time for round two."

I put another condom on. Then went and laid on the bed next to her.

"Do you want to stick it from behind?" mistress, said playfully.

"What, really? Can I? Really?" I said with desire. I really wanted to. I didn't expect that, so I couldn't help but smile.

"No. I was only messing with you. I am not a fan of that. But, seeing as how enthusiastic you are, I may consider it."

"Really, mistress?"

"No! As I said, I don't like it, and we are not going to do anything I dislike. Now sit on the edge of the bed. I'm going to mount you."

I sat as commanded. She turned to face me and inserted my member into her precious place. Then wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me.

"I'm going to start moving now. Don't even think of cumming before I am done!"

"Of course, mistress, as you wish."

When she started moving, I put my hands back to support both of us. She moved fast. Almost like she was in a hurry to cum. In this position, I was going all the way inside. Every movement she did was absorbed by my nerves. Her moans filled the room. She pulled herself closer to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, then kissed me. Our tongues played with each other vigorously. Which aroused both of us even more. She moved her arms under mine and hugged me without breaking our kiss. I felt her digging her nails into the back of my skin. She then moved her arms down my back. Probably leaving prominent red marks on it. My member tensed up from the pain. And she briefly broke our kiss and smiled, then said in a gentle voice:

"Stick your tongue out."

I stuck it out as far as I could.

"Good, hold it like that."

She then bit it hard. My tongue went numb, my eyes filled with tears and a teardrop fell down my right cheek. She noticed and said in a soothing tone:

"Come on, there's no need to cry. Don't you like it?"

"I do, mistress. Thank you!" I said, a little incomprehensible because my tongue was still numb. But she understood it.

"Good boy. Just stay like that and take it. I love how submissive you are. You are perfect in so many ways: you always do everything I tell you to. You think of me before you think of yourself. You even protected me by putting yourself in harms ways. And you love being tortured by me just as much as I like torturing you. I don't say it as often as I should, but thank you for being here with me."

"Mistress, you don't need to thank me for anything. In fact, I should be thanking you. I love being tortured by you. And I really enjoy doing your bidding. I really can't find the words to express my gratitude. Thank you for letting me serve you! I love you so much."

"Oh, enough with this I'm going to torture you now!"

"Please do so, mistress. Break me. Do anything you want. I belong to you."

"Oh you can be sure I will."

She started moving, barely. Her movements were subtle. Barely noticeable, which made them faster because of the brief moving. It felt so good; I knew I was bound to cum soon. It felt like she was focusing on the head of my member. I really wasn't sure if I could withstand it long enough for her to finish before me. The feeling was like her wet precious place invited me in and now wasn't allowing me to get out. Her precious juices were drowning my member, but I knew he didn't mind it. In fact, we both wanted that very thing. I was like hypnotised. I felt like I would not be able to live without that feeling. She tightened up a bit, which made things harder for me. But, I could still hold up somehow. She digged her nails into the skin of my back again. It was like she knew I was in a trance and wanted me to snap out of it. I gasped for air like a person escaping from a burning building. She took the opportunity and shoved two fingers in my mouth and gagged me. I coughed up a bit, but she slapped me on the cheek and I stopped instantly. I looked at her and saw her smiling. I went to open my mouth to apologies even though that wasn't anything serious I thought like I interrupted her pleasure so I wanted to, but she put her finger on my mouth, almost like she knew what I thought of saying. I knew she wanted me to be silent, and that was what I was going to do, no questions asked. We were communing without words. It felt amazing, being able to understand each other without speaking. My member was shivering all over. I tried thinking of everything to get my mind off the lovely scene we were having. I closed my eyes, and I bit my lip, hoping that the pain will help me snap out of it. After a moment, I opened my eyes again and saw her smiling.