She walked to the wall behind her, pulling off the long, leather cat-o-nine-tails that I’d used on her that first day she’d wandered in here. It seemed like so long ago and a world away from tonight. She handed it to me and then crawled into my lap, presenting her naked ass to me like a buffet of pleasure.
The old, familiar stirring sounded deep inside of me as I let the leather run through my fingers, my eyes feasting on her beauty. My hard cock twitched against her belly and a groan escaped my lips.
“Oh, Beauty,” I whispered through clenched teeth. “You are too good to me.”
The smack of leather on skin startled both of us. It’d been so long since we’d come in here, making love quietly before falling asleep in each other’s arms in bed. The familiar cracking sound as I let the whip fall again transported me to a different time. Chloe whimpered and wiggled, the skin of her ass turning a faint, soft pink. I took a deep breath, exhaling slowly, letting all the tension fall from my shoulders before landing another blow of the whip.
With each smack, her legs shook. My palm slid along the back of her thighs, running over the curves of her cheeks, soothing the stinging gently. Chloe cooed as I did this, her body melting into my lap.
“Beauty,” I growled, as all the pain faded into the background, my focus squarely on the beautiful, whimpering goddess in front of me.
“Yes?” she asked, turning her head to look at me. I reached down, sliding my fingers into her hair and pulling her head back. Her eyes widened with desire as she smiled.
“Are you a good girl tonight?”
“Always,” she whispered.
“On your knees,” I barked.
She slid to the floor in front of me, her head turned up, her eyes waiting, expectant, open.
I shuddered at her pure beauty, marveling in the fact that she was mine.
All mine.
I reached out, touching the collar that she still hadn’t taken off. Everyday she wore it, faithfully and quietly affirming that she was mine.
“Go get the other collar from the bedroom,” I said. “The one I gave you for Christmas.”
“Which one?” she asked, smiling sweetly. “Slut. Mine. Or Good Girl?”
My cock threatened to burst as she recited the words I’d had sewn in diamonds on them.
“You’re always mine,” I reminded her, reaching down and pressing my thumb into her plump bottom lip. “Most of the time, you’re a good girl, too. But tonight, I want you to be my slut. Can you do that?”
She nodded and stood up.
“No, no, no,” I said. She stopped and looked back at me. “I want you to crawl so I can see your sweet pussy as you leave.”
She nodded and smiled, sinking to her knees and crawling away from me, her beautiful pussy on display for me, taunting me, calling to me.
I couldn’t wait to sink myself inside of her.
“Hurry up!” I said, and I couldn’t help but laugh as she scrambled away faster. She was fucking adorable and I was a lucky man. A very hard, very aroused, very lucky man.
She scampered back with the collar already fastened around her neck.
“Excellent,” I whispered, pushing her hair from her face as she knelt in front of me. “Now, tell me what you are.”
“I’m a slut,” she whispered, proudly. “Your slut.”
“And what do sluts do?” I asked, towering over her.
“Whatever you want them to,” she replied.
“That’s right, Beauty. Do you know what I want you to do?” I asked, reaching down and grabbing a fistful of hair and gently pulling it back, forcing her to meet my gaze.
“I think so,” she whispered, nodding.
“Show me,” I said. She nodded again, sitting back on her heels in front of me and reaching up and unbuttoning my jeans. She pulled them down, pushing my boxers over my hips and pulling out my cock, her warm hand gripping it firmly. She looked up at me, seeking approval. I nodded slowly and she leaned forward, her hot lips sliding over the shaft of my cock and engulfing it with her heat.
I moaned, grabbing her head and guiding my cock deeper as her tongue twirled around it, sending my body into spasms.
“Fuck, Beauty!” I said, rocking my hips, sliding in and out of her mouth as she expertly wrapped my entire body in a blanket of pleasure, using only her tongue and lips. I closed my eyes, losing myself in the sensations, letting her work her magic on me until there was absolutely nothing left in the world but her mouth.
“Oh, Beauty, oh, baby…” I murmured, my cock swelling in her mouth. She worked harder, faster, her hand and mouth now working together until I crashed over the edge, my cock exploding in her mouth as she twirled her hot tongue around me, devouring every ounce of my pleasure.
She sat back on her heels, flashing me a satisfied grin and licking her wet lips sensually.
My cock grew hard again and I shook my head at her.
“You are a little slut, aren’t you, Beauty?” I asked, sinking my fingers in her hair and pulling her head back again. “Did you like that?”
“Yes, very much,” she nodded.
“Do you want more?” I growled.
“Always, Bear,” she whispered. “Always.”
“Come here,” I said, gently pulling her up and leading her to the bed in the corner. “Lay down.”
Obediently, she laid on her back.
“No, on your stomach.”
She flipped over, wiggling her perfect ass at me, begging for more licks.
I grabbed the flog and gave her just what she was begging for.
My hand flew through the air, hitting each cheek alternatively, grinning as I watched the skin grow pinker and pinker. She melted under the blows, her body relaxing into it until she thrashed wildly below me.
“You like that, slut?” I growled.
“Yes, Bear, yes, I love it so much, please don’t stop!”
“You’re a good girl, Beauty, a really good girl…”
Blow after blow, she took each one like a pro. I reached down after a while, sliding my fingers between her pretty pink cheeks and down even further, sinking into her soft slick pussy. She was so wet, her pussy was quivering around my finger. I slipped in another and another until she’d raised herself up on her knees, pushing her pussy back towards me.
“You want more?” I asked.
“I want your cock, Bear! Please?”
“You do, huh?”
“I need your cock, please Bear!”
“Tell me why you need it.”
“Because I’m your slut! My body can’t live without your sweet cock, Bear, please fuck me, please? My pussy is so wet, so ready. I need you so badly!”
She thrashed wildly, flinging her words at me with abandon.
I smiled down at her, pleased that she was enjoying this just as much as I was.
I needed her too.
I needed all of her.
I grabbed her hips and slammed my cock inside of her, her warmth spreading through me like fire, her wetness surrounding my cock as I sank into her. She was so hot, so tight, so fucking right.
“I love your perfect fucking pussy, Beauty!” I growled, shoving myself deeper inside of her.
“It’s your pussy, baby,” she whimpered, pushing back towards me. “It’s all yours, Bear.”
“That’s right, slut. All mine!” I pounded into her, harder and harder, my body working like a machine as I pushed faster and faster, my balls slapping against her clit, her pussy tightening around my shaft as she came, her cries echoing through the room.
“Bear! I’m coming, baby, please don’t stop! Please fuck me, harder, harder!”
I felt her entire body seize up, her pussy slamming down around me like a vice, her slickness pouring out of her, flowing around my cock as I thrust wildly into her.
“Fuck me!” she cried, so loudly, so forcefully, that it did me in.