Teasing Master

It was getting dark; James sat in His chair, sipping His drink, and reading something on His phone while His slave girl knelt at His feet, leaning against His knee. T/they sat like this often, nearly every night, and it was one of T/heir favorite things to do, simply being together and nothing else. No words, and very little interaction, but just sitting with each other and enjoying the silence. Tonight however, Christa was restless.

It had been nearly three weeks since James had allowed her to orgasm, and because of that, her pussy was extremely swollen and sensitive all of the time. He teased her every day in some way or another, but never let her cum... so at this point, she was hornier than hell, and her mind could think about nothing but her release.

As her Master continued to read, she took a risk and sat up on her knees, took His phone and set it down on the floor, then looked up at Him with pleading eyes.

He tried not to smirk, but He knew what she wanted.

"I said no, Kitten." He said calmly but firmly.

"But please, Master... it aches..." she whimpered, burying her face in His lap.

"When Master says no, he means no." He looked down at her and frowned a little.

Christa looked up at Him and thought for a moment, but decided she didn't care. she was usually a good slave, but tonight she felt she had an excuse to be bad.

Standing up, she straddled her Master's lap and kissed Him, praying that he would respond how she hoped...

He hesitated, but couldn't resist His slave girl, and she knew it. she knew Him too well, and could manipulate Him easily when she wanted to. Well... for a while at least...

He kissed her back with a fiery passion as He wrapped one hand around her throat, His tongue abusing her own until she allowed Him the full dominance of the kiss.

As they kissed, Christa began to grind against her Master, ever so slowly and tantalizingly, but carefully, because of how sensitive she was. she knew better than to cum without permission... it wouldn't be worth the punishment that would follow.

Master knew exactly what she was doing, but couldn't help the low groan that escaped His lips as His cock began to harden in His pants. His hands moved down to the slave girl's hips, and He held her against Him as she continued to gyrate them in a perfectly slow, but steady rhythm.

"you know you'll be punished for this, Christa..." He growled, still growing harder.

"Yes Master... i know." she nodded, biting her lip as she continued, her pussy continuing to tingle in pleasure.

He grabbed a handful of her ass and squeezed, causing the girl to moan at the mix of pain and pleasure. She began to pull His shirt off, and once she succeeded, she tossed it onto the floor, then kissed His jawline as her hands explored His strong, broad chest. She moved slowly down His jaw, then to His neck where she left a small, pale pink mark, but her Master interfered before she could leave a real hickey. she continued down to His chest, and stopped at His right nipple which she took in her mouth and sucked, then bit down once, nipping Him a little harder than she meant to, for which James grabbed the back of her neck.

"Careful, Kitten. Remember who bestows the pain around here." He warned. she nodded quickly, and when He released her, she took His nipple back in her mouth and lovingly caressed it with her tongue, as if in apology, then she moved to the other one, giving it similar treatment.

When she moved on and began to trail kisses down His stomach, she slid off His lap and knelt in between His legs where she looked up and began to slowly unbuckle His belt, with her eyes seeming to ask permission.

Her Master stared expectantly, so she removed His belt, but set it gently on the floor, sure that He intended to use it later. she then unbuttoned and unzipped His pants and pulled them down, biting her lip.

"Do you want My cock, slave? Do you want to feel Master's cock in your mouth?" He asked, reaching into His boxers and pulling out His erect member.

Christa nodded desperately as her mouth began to water.

"Then beg." He commanded. "Beg for Me like the whore you are."

"Please may Your slave pleasure You with her mouth? Your whore begs to taste her Master and feel His cock down her throat... Please..." she was already drooling for Him, and it made Him smile. she always got so excited about sucking His cock...

"Good slave. Yes you may." He smiled at her.

Christa beamed and spread her legs, then clasped her hands behind her back like she always had to do before pleasuring her Master this way, and then took Him in her mouth and began to bob her head up and down, tasting every bit of Him.

James's eyes closed as He leaned back in his chair, and groaned quietly again.

"Do My balls not exist, you whore?" He asked, grabbing her by the hair and shoving her face down to His balls, as one of her hands reached up to continue stroking Him.

Although it was faint, Christa could hear her Master moaning softly, which made her smile and continue, now encouraged.

she continued to lick and kiss a bit more sloppily than she usually would, while never ceasing to massage His cock. A few moments later, she switched off, and her hand now massaged His balls, and she sucked on the tip of her Master's now rock hard member, swirling her tongue all around the head. He groaned and pulled her hair tighter, keeping her there.

Christa looked up at James with a very lewd expression on her face as she licked the underside of His cock, causing His eyes to close in immense pleasure. she kept a pattern, licking all the way up and down His length, and then forcing Him all the way down her throat until she gagged.

For a slave girl, she did have a very sensitive gag-reflex, but her Master didn't mind. He so much appreciated her efforts, even though she had been told that she would never have to do such a thing, yet she chose to anyway, because she loved to see the way He tensed from the sensation of her throat contracting around Him, and feeling his hands in her hair... it was pure heaven to see Him in such bliss.

Finally, she could taste His precum as it dribbled out, ever so slightly, and she smiled, taking Him in her mouth and returning to a quick, but steady pace as she bobbed her head again, up and down, while still massaging His balls.

James grunted and once again tightened His grip on the slave, before tensing up and finally shooting His load into her waiting mouth, with so much that it even dribbled down her chin.

Eyes sparkling, Christa looked into the eyes of her beloved and opened her mouth to display her prize, to which James had to smile. she was such a good girl...

she swallowed and licked her lips as she collected the last little dribbles from her chin, and chest, then licked the last of it off of her fingers with a smile.

"Thank You Sir..." she moaned as she remembered her poor ignored pussy. It throbbed in arousal, and she could already feel the wetness in her underwear, but she had been too distracted until now.

James grabbed the girl by her collar roughly, pulling her up taller, while still having her remain on her knees.

"you've been a very very naughty kitty..." He growled into her ear.

"Yes Sir..." she mewled as she felt Him reach His hand up her short skirt and begin rubbing her through the thin cream lace underwear she had been told to wear.

"So what should I do with my bad girl?" He asked, still holding her by the collar.

"Punish her, Sir..." She whimpered, trying to ignore the growing wetness between her legs.

"Mmmm... so wet for Me already, baby..." He moaned as she continued to whimper softly at His treatment.

After a moment, He pulled away and lifted her pink knit sweater over her head, exposing her white lace bra that accentuated her ample breast. The loss of her sweater caused an involuntary shiver, and Christa had to fight the urge to cross her arms over her chest for warmth, but it was worth it when she saw her Master's smile at her obedience.

As she remained on her knees, James reached down and unzipped the back of her skirt, allowing it to fall around her knees to reveal matching lace underwear.

With another small smile, He helped her get the skirt off and set it aside before drinking in the sight of his slave girl. Oh how He loved to use her and tease her...

"Stand." He commanded after a few moments of silence.

she obeyed immediately, eyes still on Him as He thought, but it didn't take Him long to give her the next instruction.

"Go to My room, and kneel by the bed..."

Christa swallowed hard. Master rarely punished her harshly, but she had deliberately disobeyed Him this time, so she did deserve it even if He was harsh, but she was still scared. Regardless, she nodded and went up to His bedroom and knelt obediently down by the bed.

her mind wandered to different ways He might choose to punish her, whether He intended to use His few 'toys' on her, or if He would settle for a more simple reprimand like usual.

When the door opened, James entered the room, now wearing His pants, and closed the door behind Him as her anxiety spiked. she knew she had been bad, but how wrong was it, really...?

"Christa..." He started, standing in front of her. "Stand up and walk to the side of My bed, then put your hands on the mattress and bend over."

Without a word or hesitation, she stood and obeyed Him, bending over by the bed, putting all of her assets in easy reach for Him as she waited nervously for Him. Even though He wasn't taking long, Christa was impatient, nervous, and nosy, so she turned her head just enough to maybe catch a glimpse of what He was doing.

"Eyes front." He snapped.

She quickly looked back ahead and tried to calm her nerves...

"Don't you appreciate being able to see, or should I just blindfold you?" He asked impatiently.

Christa shook her head furiously.

"No... N-No Master." she replied, rubbing her thighs together nervously.

James walked over to her and gently trailed His fingers up her thigh, over the curve of her hips, and up to her bra. He took both of her breasts in His strong hands and squeezed hard, bringing a low moan of pain from His slave.

As she recovered, He unhooked her bra and removed it, noticing tiny red fingerprint marks on the top of her breasts which He knew would turn into little bruises.

"Are you okay..." He took a moment to lift Christa's chin and kiss her lips softly. "you remember your safeword, baby...?"

"Yes..." she whispered as He bit down softly on her lower lip and pulled away.

"Yes what...?" He asked smoothly, beginning to kiss the top of her chest, targeting each tiny mark.

"Yes Sir..." she moaned.

He continued for a moment, but then walked away again, picking something up off the bed and returning to stand behind her.

"Master..." she whimpered. "Please don't be too hard on me... i didn't mean to be so bad... It just aches so badly... i wanted relief..."

Without reply, James removed His belt again and ran it gently against her thighs.

"Spread 'em." He instructed.

The girl obeyed, but not without a few tears as she felt her Master pull down her panties. He rubbed her pussy gently, feeling how wet she was, and He had to smile. How in the world had she gotten so wet?

He continued to rub her, teasing her little clitoris and making her moan underneath Him. Eventually, He stopped and brought His fingers to the slave's mouth.

"Clean them."

Christa's tongue worked to clean off every bit of the mess, and she even kissed His fingertips several times in hopes to minimize her punishment, however James caught on pretty easily and pulled His hand away.

"I am going to start with the belt, and W/we will see how well you handle that, but you will still count." He explained calmly as He took His belt and drew back, then brought it back down with a resounding crack.

Christa flinched, but kept her mouth shut as she fought through the pain and swallowed.

"One."

James drew back again, preparing for the next blow, and again brought the belt down with a vengeance, and resulted in another loud crack. This time, Christa whimpered and wiggled her butt in pain, but He knew that it was her way of handling pain, not her disobeying by moving around, so He didn't reprimand her for it.

"Two."

Again and again T/they repeated the process until T/they reached fifteen, at which point Christa was crying and breaking her instructed position.

"Have you had enough yet?" her Master asked, gently rubbing her bottom and soothing some of the red welts that He had left behind.

"Y-Yes Master..." she cried, falling onto her knees and burying her face in the mattress. "Please no more!"

He knew that she didn't enjoy pain. It wasn't that she was unable to handle it, but it certainly wasn't enjoyable, so a spanking with the belt was usually a decent punishment, and He rarely had to be very cruel to her with His punishments, because she was usually so well behaved.

"I suppose that if you please Me well tonight, I will let your punishment be over." He ceded.

"Thank You Sir..." she replied, relieved as she reverenced Him by turning to Him and kissing His feet.

James gently combed through her hair with His fingers, and she sat up on her knees.

"I want you to stand back up and get back into your position now, Christa." He said a lot more gently now as He helped her up and kissed her. she obeyed quickly, and bent a little lower than He deemed necessary, just so that He could have a better view of His slave and her assets.

Again, He reached down and gently rubbed her, feeling her growing arousal until she whimpered.

"Master... i need more..."

"More?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "What do you think you need more of, darling?"

she whimpered again and pushed herself towards His hand.

"i want to feel Master's cock inside of me... i want You to fuck me, Sir... Please..." she pleaded.

"Are you sure that you'll be able to handle My cock? After all, it would be such a shame to have to punish you again for cumming without My permission..." He cooed toying with a strand of her hair.

"i'll hold it! i will! Please Master, i need it!" Christa begged.

With His hand, He landed a brutal blow on her backside and leaned forward as He undid His pants

"Then take it like the whore you are." He growled, kicking His pants away and thrusting into her.

"Oh thank You Sir!" she cried out, grasping the sheets tightly.

James wrapped one hand around her throat, forcing her head back, and limiting her breath supply as He began to fuck her mercilessly.

she whimpered as He thrusted, and without slowing, He reached down and began to circle her clit with His finger.

"No... Not there..." she pleaded in a whisper. she knew she wouldn't be able to last very long if He didn't stop.

"Quiet." He snapped, releasing her throat, shoving her face back into the bed, and slapping her ass.

"I control where and when I touch you. Not. you." He reached down again and began to aggressively rub her cunt as it dripped.

"Oooooohhh..." she moaned loudly, losing herself in the pleasure. "Forgive me! Master please! Please!"

He ignored her and thrusted harder and faster, beginning to feel His own orgasm build. "No fucking cumming, slut!" He warned her.

"Please...Please Sir... i have to cum... i have to!" She begged, clenching her walls around Him.

Still ignoring her pleas, He pounded her with all of His force, balls deep, and tortured her clit.

"you wanna cum?" He asked her, never slowing.

"Oh Yes! Please!" she gasped.

"Then beg like a slave and I might consider it." He growled.

she moaned loudly as she very nearly released on accident, and clenching up again, she swallowed hard.

"Master... please allow your slave girl to yield her body to Master's pleasures... please allow her to fully succumb to the sensations that only Master can make her feel..." she tried breathily.

"Not good enough, cunt." He answered, slapping her ass.

"Ow! ow..." she whimpered, growing more desperate each second.

"Master! slave needs to cum, but she can't unless it pleases You Sir! she doesn't want to if Sir isn't pleased, but her body is begging for release!" she sobbed. "slave knows she's just a dirty whore that hasn't done anything to deserve it... but please! Please Sir! Have mercy!"

James reached forward and grabbed her hair, then leaned into her ear and whispered menacingly.

"you will wait until I'm finished with you, and then you're going to cum your brains out. Do you understand me?"

"Yes... Sir..."

"Good..."

He moved back to His original position behind her, and began to spank her as He fucked her, listening to her weeping as her ass became bright red. Finally, He had pushed Himself as far as He could go. He grunted, and felt Himself twitch as He released His seed inside of His slave.

As soon as Christa felt His release, she all but screamed as her body overrode her brain, and she came. The biggest orgasm that she could remember in her life, and He had literally forced it upon her.

As James pulled out, Christa fell to her knees on the floor, completely spent.

"Thank You Sir..." she whispered, pussy still throbbing.

"Yes, Little One." James lifted her in His arms and gently laid her on the bed, then laid next to her Himself.

"you were such a good girl for Me... I am so proud of you, Love." He smiled, kissing her forehead.

With the last of her energy, Christa pushed Him onto His back, and held His wrists against the bed.

"What are you doing, Kitten?" He asked, smiling at her.

she leaned down and kissed him softly, then let go and rested her head against His chest.

"Nothing..." she hummed.

James smiled and wrapped his arms around her, then kissed her head as she drifted off to sleep.

"I love you, My darling girl."