Written by Anonymous

BDSM
11 Jan 2013


I awoke early Friday morning and lay there listening to his deep breathing. I slipped out of bed picked up his bag and went into the kitchen. I put on the collar, attached the leash so it ran down my back, attached the clamps to my nipples and clitoris. I then cooked him a full English, OJ, glass of ice water, HP sauce in a ramekin and tea. I placed my empty china mug and a flask of tea in his bag and stacked the weights into 2 neat piles. I picked up the bag, then the tray and headed back into the bedroom. He was awake with the shutters open enough to bathe the room in the early morning light. I placed the tray across his lap, his bag next to the bed, arranged the cameras where they had been before and handed him my leash.

He looked at the tray, then at me and then the tray. He did not move but looked at me again. I did not know what to do or to say. I’d hoped he would have been happy. Then I saw what the problem was and I started to cry. I reached forward and rearranged the weights into 3 stacks, two the same size with the third half their size. He handed me the knife and fork, then reached and squeezed my bottom. He unclipped my clitoris clamp, massaged the area with his thumb and re-attached the clamp. As I fed him breakfast he added the weights to the stems. I could not see how many as he kept his hand with the leash over the weights and he added the weights randomly. As he finished breakfast I was struggling to keep standing straight my knees were flexing slightly against the bed. I fed him the last piece of bacon and then he downed the last of his tea. A tug on the leash made me stand up straight and when he removed his hands I could see all the weights were gone, I cried again.

I moved very slowly and repositioned the tray across his knees. I picked up the knife, the ramekin of HP sauce and slowly coated his cock. I was careful not to get any in the eye of his penis but I did coat around his head and foreskin. I hesitated and he gently removed 2 weights from each nipple clamp along with 3 from my clitoris clamp. I then set about licking and sucking the HP sauce off. A clean cock in my mouth I retrieved my flask and china mug. I stood up took a gulp of his ice water and took him into my mouth again. He poured the tea, I drank holding the tea in my mouth and then continued to suck his cock. I kept this up until all the tea was gone and he said “Do not swallow I want to see your mouth full before you swallow.” He was pumping my mouth, moving my head back and forward until he filled my mouth. “Not a drop spilt, good girl.” I stepped back as he took picture after picture. “You can swallow now,” which I did and licked my lips of the last drop of semen.

He rolled over and said “Clean me.” I did not know what he wanted and he gently shortened my leash, so I was facing his feet with my head next to his bottom and he said again “Clean me.” I kissed the small of his back. “Lower.” I traced a line from the small of his back to the top of his bottom, I kissed each cheek. “Clean me.” I placed my hands on his bottom and flicked my tongue across his cheeks. I dug my nails into his bottom pulling and pushing his cheeks apart. At the same time I slid my tongue down between his cheeks. “Wider.” I could clearly see his back passage, stopped my tongue at the entrance and carried on down. I worked my tongue up and down stopping at the entrance each time. The final time I stopped, I pushed my tongue hard against him and licked the entrance. After quite awhile I pushed the tip of my tongue into his very wet bottom. My eyes were staring at his balls, I kept my tongue in and I felt him tighten around my tongue.

A tug on my leash told me to remove my tongue and I stood up. “Thirsty?” “Yes Master,” I replied and he smiled. I knelt down and took his semi hard cock into my mouth. Just as warm but not as salty, he regulated the flow and stopped. “Fetch me an empty glass.” He handed me my leash and I retrieved the glass. I handed both the glass and the leash back to him as I knelt down. He filled the glass and handed it to me, cameras still rolling. I finished the glass in one go and he refilled it. After I’d finished the second glass he taped the clamps to my breasts and thigh ensuring they were as taut as if the weights were attached. We got back into bed and he closed the shutters. We slept with me pressed tightly against his back and my hand wrapped around his cock.

His phone woke us, I recognized the number it was my husband. My Master did not answer he just swung his legs out of bed and told me to fetch the olive oil quickly. I ran to the kitchen and returned with the oil. He placed my phone on the bed, one ear piece with the mic for me, the other for him and he entered me from behind. When I answered my husband’s call he removed the clitoris clamp and his slightest touch was enough to have me orgasm. Fortunately I was on mute as my husband was doing all the talking. My Master passed me a note which I read / said “I’ve been missing you.” “Good! Where are you?” “In our bed!” “But it’s nearly 3 in the afternoon.” “I said I was missing you. Would you like to hear how much?” “Yes,” came his reply. I placed the phone between my legs as my Master slipped in and out. “You sound very wet.” This time I climaxed without going on mute. “Now save some of that for me.” “Sorry, I did say I was missing you.” I poured the oil between my cheeks and coated my Master’s cock. I pulled apart my cheeks and as I said “What time will you get back?” I turned to my Master, phone on mute, and said “Fuck my arse Master while I talk to your subordinate. You get in at 11 am and the connecting flight gets you here at,” my Master penetrated my arse “around 3pm.” I rotated and kissed him on the lips. Off came the nipple clamps. My Master was working my nipples, clitoris, sliding in and out of my arse. My whole body shook as climax after climax shot through my body and I wet myself. “Are you there? Do you think we should invite “Olivia?” “Sorry, the line dropped. I’ve thought about it and I think it would be safer not to invite “Olivia.” I don’t know your boss and he might think it is a bit odd.” As I said “Perhaps once I know him a bit better.” My Master had me bent over, was driving into me and flooded my arse with his semen. “How much better do you need to know me,” he whispered in my ear away from the mic.

I stood up, he eased out of me, I turned, knelt in front of him and took his cock into my mouth. “What time did you say to your boss for dinner and has he confirmed he is coming?” On mute I dug my nails into my Master’s bum, licked and sucked his cock clean. My Master tugged my leash so I said “Sorry what was that? We have a bad line.” “I said I have not spoken to him today. I called but he did not pick up.” “Call him now and give me a call back once you know for sure if the dinner is on.” I hung up and my Master lay face down on the bed. As he answered the call I buried my face in his bottom with my tongue quickly finding his entrance. I licked and flicked my tongue over the entrance before my Master pushed my face firmly against his bottom. I pushed my tongue in deeply as my Master said “I’d like to hear about the meetings so I’ll pick you up from the airport and we can discuss on the way to your house. That way we don’t have to bore your wife over dinner and I can leave early to give you both time to catch up!”

The call ended, I removed my tongue from my Master’s bottom and he filled my glass. As I confirmed dinner plans with my husband I drained the glass and this time my Master placed his semi hard cock in my mouth to continue to quench my thirst. I ended the call drinking from my Masters cock.

When we bought the house I wasn’t keen on tiles all through the house but now it made cleaning up easy. I cooked dinner in my collar with the leash down my back my nipples and clitoris clamped with the stems fully loaded. My Master explained what would happen tomorrow and what he expected of me. We went to bed my Master removed the clamps after almost 5 hours my nipples stood erect with the slightest breeze and anything touching my clitoris caused me to climax. I'd climaxed wetting myself so I begged my Master to stop. I quickly changed the sheets, kissed him all over then fell into a deep sleep, lips against my Master’s back, my hand on his cock and him holding my leash.

It was Saturday morning and my husband would be back today


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