Our secret game

I waited for him kneeling on the floor, I made me 2 braids like the ones he liked and I had put on his favorite lingerie, the red with black lace, my master loved to see me dressed in red, and he loved that I expected him kneeling in the room.

 I felt like the front door opened, I knew it was him, I felt hym looking for me in the whole house, I was still looking at the ground, listening to his footsteps with excitement. I knew he would love this surprise.

 When he entered the room, he stopped for a second at the door. Then I heard his bag and shirt fall to the floor. He walked slowly towards me, held me by my braids and forced me to look up. Our eyes met, I could see him looking at me full of lust, I knew he would like this surprise.

 He caressed my cheek for a second, then slapped me.

-“Did I tell you to look me in the eyes?”-

-“No, you don’t, I’m sorry,”- I replied.

 I felt another slap.

-“Did I ask you to answer?” You answer only when I tell you to.-

 He took me from my braids and forced me to get up, I continued to stare at the ground, afraid to meet his gaze.

 He directed me in front of the bed and then there forced me to kneel again. He sat on the edge of the bed in front of me. He stroked my hair for a while.

-“Tell me, little bitch, how much do you want me to fuck you?”- He asked me.

-A lot, I want it a lot, master -I responded timidly – I have waited all day for this-

-If you want it so much I will fuck you, but first you have to do what I want and then, if I feel pleased, I’ll give you what you want-

I nodded, letting him know I agreed with his orders.

-“I’m going to masturbate in front of you, and I want you to swallow my whole semen, understood?”-

-Yes I do, master-

 He opened his legs, lowered his pants and underwear, and placed his penis in front of my face.

-“Look at me.”- He ordered me.

 I looked at his hand holding his cock, I saw him begin to masturbate him and I heard his groans.

 Watching him warmed me, I wanted to touch him, I wanted to put it in my mouth, I wanted to be the one with the hand on his cock, but my master would not let me, he had told me to only look at him. And I was not going to disobey my master, I did everything my master ordered me to do.

 I watched as my master began to move faster and by his groans I knew he was about to come. With his other hand he pulled my head and placed his cock inside my mouth and came inside.

 I felt his semen fall into my mouth, his taste was bitter, but I could not do anything, this was what my master wanted and I was willing to do it all for him.

 I swallowed all his cum. He wiped a drop left on the corner of my lips, then slapped me again.

-“I ordered you to swallow everything, and you din’t-

 My eyes widened, I had failed, I had failed to my master. He picked up his pants from the floor and grabbed his belt, then grabbed my braids and laid me on his knees, I knew what was coming.

-“I’m going to whip you 10 times, and I want you to count every scourge, understood?”-

-“I understand, master,”- I replied.

 I began to feel anxious, he took his time before the lashes began, that only despaired me even more. Then I felt his belt hit my butt hard, it was the first whipping, the torture had begun.

-“One!”- I shouted.

 Then I felt for the second time the belt on my butt, this time hitting me harder.

– Two!-

-Three! Four! five!-

 In the whip number 5  I hesitated a bit, the spanking was increasing in strength with the numbers, and 5 had been a really strong whip, I could not imagine how hard the following would be.

-Six! Seven! Eig …-

 I could not name the whip number 8 , I felt my butt burn, tears started to blink from my eyes, my master gave me a really strong spanking.

-Keep telling them! Or I promise you that more will come, bitch!-

-eight!-

 I continued to count them, with tears filling my eyes, each whip hurt much more than the previous one.

-Nine! and ten!-

 I felt relieved when I reached ten. I felt the skin on my butt burning, it burned a lot, I heard myself moaning in pain. Tears bathed my cheeks, I found myself crying like a baby.

 My master lifted me from his knees and caught me in his chest.

-It’s over, shhhhhhh, calm down, and at every step, you did very well, little bitch-

 With his hand he wiped my tears and then gave little kisses on my cheek. With his hand he caressed the burning skin of my butt, soothing my pain. This is what I loved, I loved being pampered after being punished, I loved to be congratulated for doing a well job.

 He held my cheek and gave me a kiss on the lips, very softly, I returned his kiss and I felt completely loved at that time. I forgot the pain in my butt and concentrated on the sweet sensation of having his lips touch mine.

 The hand that touched my bottom began to make its way through my panty, placing it under, then gradually approaching my anus. One of his fingers brushed the edges of my anus, and then I felt as it slowly pressed inside, trying to get through that narrow hole.

 I began to feel a little pain as his finger entered, so I kissed my master more strongly, trying to forget the annoyance I felt when I had his finger inside me.

 When his finger managed to enter completely, he left without moving for a while in there, after he felt that I was slowly calming myself, he began to move his finger in and out of my anus.

 Little by little the pain I felt was transformed into pleasure and my breathing became more agitated.

I liked it, and he knew it. He kept stimulating my anus for a few minutes and then decided to change.

-“You have done well, little princess, now is the time to give you what you want-

I could not help smiling at him. He lifted me up and put me into the bed. My master climbed into bed and knelt behind me. I could feel the heat emanating from his body and that made me wet and feel even hotter.

 His cock penetrated me gently, softly. He was a totally different person now. His hands held my hips and began to move them just to the rhythm of their hips.

 I helped him a little, moving my hips too, letting myself be guided by him, my vagina was completely wet, and he could easily slide inside of me.

 I began to moan, I knew that now  I was allowed to do it, he held my hair by my braids, forcing me to arch my back even more, allowing him to enter more deeply and making me feel a greater pleasure.

 My moans increased, just like my speed, his balls hit my skin and that excited me even more, one of his hands began to touch my clit and I could not help shouting.

 An intense pleasure was growing inside my belly, more cries increased, he moved his hips more quickly, together we made a great team, we gave great pleasure to both of us.

 He started to moan as well and that caused the pleasure inside my belly to grow even more. I felt that I was going to explode, there were too many sensations together, him penetrating me, his balls crashing against my skin, his hands stimulating my clit, I gradually got closer to my climax and after a great scream my whole body began to shudder in a orgasm.

 A few seconds later my master came inside me.

 He leaned on top of me for a few minutes, then settled me on the bed, wrapped me around and lay down beside me.

-“Good night, love- he said.

-“Good night darling,”- I replied.

 I closed my eyes thinking about the game we had played today, it had always been our favorite game, I loved this relationship, I had certainly married the right man. This was the man of my life, a man who could be my king and master at the same time.

He caressed my cheek and I felt him hug me before I started to snore, I laughed a little, who could imagine all the things that have happened in this room?