Patience, kitten

I usually sit down with kitten to negotiate our scenes on Sunday. There is a perverseness to it, a little “fuck you” to our holy and righteous upbringing that we both enjoy. Also, well, Sunday afternoons were made for fucking. After all of the talk, all the imagining of the things we will do with one another in the coming week, we can rarely keep our hands off of one another for long. Last Sunday was no exception.

I’d been looking forward to this particular scenario all week. It seemed perfectly well suited for Friday night. It was going to take a little longer than many of the other scenes we had planned, and, it fit naturally into my Friday evening reading routine. Even so, I’d found myself increasingly impatient for it, ironic though it may seem.

Kitten had prepared us a wonderful meal of duck a l’orange and served it atop a mound of braised cabbage, expertly paired with a Napa Valley cabernet. After, we’d anxiously settled into our usual evening activities as planned. 

I sat reading in my chair, lounging, bare chested in a pair of sweatpants that did little to hide what lay beneath. She lay splayed naked across the couch opposite me as she planned her newest round of creations for her online store, browsing the endless highways and byways of the internet for inspiration. Occasionally, she would shift, immodestly, to expose another portion of her body, and glance meaningfully my way, hoping to garner a moment of my attention.

As I sat, I found myself pondering the wonderment of her. While this scene required that I must ignore her for now I could not help the frequent glances over my book that allowed me to admire her.

How had she become such an amazing cook, such a crafty little minx these past few years? Yet, she remained my dirty little cum slut, ready to obey my every command, to satisfy the needs of my body at a moment’s notice. She never failed to be there to provide the comfort of her desire and the joy of her submission as often as I might allow. It was truly a privilege to be loved in such a way.

I sighed contentedly, feigning an intense interest in my book, all the while mostly waiting in tense silence for the slightest hint of her approach. She had kept me waiting here for over an hour and I don’t think I’d scarcely turned a page. Not only was it impossible to remain focused with her lying there like that, but the fantasy we’d concocted kept tugging me away. More than once, I’d switched positions, grunting my discomfort in the hopes that she might finally end this torture.

My efforts thus far had been to no avail. She’d remained there, glorious tits peeking over the armrest, nipples hard and demanding, collar tight on her throat. Then, laid back, legs spread wide to expose her incredibly wet mound while she pretended to work.

Finally, I heard her set the computer down and slide off of the couch. I watched her crawl, slowly across the floor, gazing hungrily into my eyes as I peeked above the book. My heart hammered in my chest and my cock was instantly throbbing. “Mmmm…we’re going to get started”, I thought.

When kitten reached me, she crawled up between my legs, smiling mischievously as she placed her head between me and my book, rubbing my erection with her hands.

“Now kitten, did I say it was time to play?”, I said, acting as though I meant every word.

She made a sad, pouty face, shaking her head slightly, but rubbing my cock insistently all the same.

“You should go back to your couch for a while. I’m not finished reading yet”, I said.

She slowly slunk away, looking over to make sure I was watching the sway of her ass as she crept, smiling seductively as she watched my eyes bore into her. She climbed back onto the couch, but didn’t gather her computer. Instead, she tossed her head back, pinched her nipples and moaned, putting on a show that was clearly meant to make it impossible for me to continue reading.

I pretended to ignore her once again. She pouted, her hands sliding down her body, finding her tender, wet lips, fingers slipping deftly inside and then back up to her mouth for a little taste.

She repeated this routine a few times, even resorting to bending over the couch and reaching back to slide a wet finger into her ass while she rubbed her clit with her other hand.

We had agreed I would remain impervious to her assault, and so I did, cock throbbing painfully the whole time.

When that didn’t work, kitten crawled over again, this time not bothering to look up before she grabbed my waist band and pulled down to free my dripping member. Glancing hesitantly up, she licked the underside of my cock, pausing momentarily to savor the precum at the tip.

I put down the book, an act of disgust. “Kitten! I said to wait!”, I said,, exasperation plain in my voice.

She looked up at me, tongue gathering a pool of precum as she lapped at my dick.

“Fine! I can see my kitten needs a lesson in patience”, I said, heart skipping a beat as I knew what was to come next.

I grabbed her ponytail and shoved myself all the way into her mouth, pushing her startled lips against my scrotum as I growled. “Be careful what you wish for kitten. You just might get it!”

I pulled her head off of me and she gasped for breath, tears streaking her face as she nodded her obedience.

“Good!”, I shouted, slamming her mouth back down and thrusting my cock into her throat. I held her down like that humping degradingly against her face as she gagged, waiting a little longer than usual for the two taps on my leg that indicated she needed a break. She always felt so good like this, the muscles of her throat working my head, her drool dripping slowly down my sac.

I released her then, pulling her head back off of me and grabbing her roughly by the throat.

“Go to your room kitten”, I said. “I’ll be there to teach you your lesson in just a bit”.

She glanced my way, wide-eyed and shy, knowing she’d been a VERY bad girl, before heading to the basement. I took a moment to compose myself, letting the throbbing fade to a dull ache so that I might last long enough to complete the scene, and then tossed my pants and boxers onto the couch before following her.

When I arrived, she’d already turned on the lights and sat, head bowed on the table next to the rack we’d agreed I would mount her on.

“Stand kitten”, I ordered. “Time to see that you are properly restrained, since it seems you lack self-control”.

I strode over and took my time tying her hands to the overhead beam, nice and tight. Then, bent to shackle her ankles and draw her feet tightly to the floor, spread wide for access. 

I stood, pressing my body firmly against hers. Her rock-hard nipples grazing my chest. I gazed intently into her eyes, grabbing her throat with one hand, and kissing her forcefully. She kissed back, desperate to regain my affection.

I walked over to the locker, decrying her worthlessness as I went. “You really are a desperate little slut aren’t you. A dirty little whore that wants nothing but Daddy’s cum.”

I returned, carrying a blindfold, pressing against her from behind, making sure she could feel the steel of my erection on her ass as I cinched the blindfold tight and growled. “But you’re MY little slut aren’t you and I’ll see to it that you are properly trained.”

With that, I gave her ass a loud smack and she cried out, her cheek reddening from the blow. 

I walked over to the locker again. This was always one of my favorite parts of our scenes. I would get to pick just which implements I would use to torture her with, but I was limited to four. She was not to know what they were.

I took my time choosing my weapons. Nothing about this scene was meant to be gentle. She’d indicated that she wanted me to leave her a ruined mess, and I do to take kitten’s wants and needs quite seriously.

An obvious choice was our set of spiked pinwheels. I picked them from the shelf and admired them briefly. Two rows of sharp spikes set on a wheel, not unlike a pair of spurs, each on a long, stainless steel handle. They were designed to elicit a sharp, tingly sensation. They could draw blood when used too hard, but a little practice in previous sessions had revealed just the right amount of pressure to sensitize kitten’s skin, heightening every sensation, without leaving any real marks. I carried them over and laid them neatly in front of kitten, making sure to keep them silent. No noise must betray what was in store for her.

My next choice was our riding crop. Short enough to use in close quarters and leave a nice sting, it would do nicely to make kitten yelp. She also seemed to enjoy being prodded with it, and I have to admit, I do enjoy using it to degrade her by directing her face where I want it. It’s a subtle form of degradation, but my kitten is a very good girl and rarely does she require more extreme reminders of her subservience. I set the crop on the table next to the pinwheels, pausing on the way back to grab kitten roughly by the neck and give her a passionate, but sweet kiss, my tongue dancing with hers. She was trembling from anticipation at this point, and it appeared she needed a little reassurance.

I briefly considered our paddles. Kitten does enjoy impact play on occasion, though they tend to launch her into her sub-space very quickly and are better suited for a shorter session than this was meant to be.

I left them where they lie, and, instead, picked up our feather duster. After the harsher stimulation of the pinwheels, the duster would serve well to direct her senses exactly where I wanted them to be, forcing her to reach out and feel, just in time for whatever I delivered next.

My final choice, the piece de resistance of this whole affair, was her hitachi wand. I smiled wickedly as I picked it off the shelf. I’d made sure it was fully charged last night for its starring role in tonight’s show. Nothing drove kitten mad more quickly than the wand and it was one of our most treasured toys. It could leave her a drooling, gasping, helpless mess in mere moments but it could also be applied with less pressure anywhere on her body, to make her positively drip with anticipation. I fully intended to do both.

I carried my final selection over, set it on the table, and then went back to the locker to pull out two long lengths of thick, soft, purple rope. Kitten and I had agreed that she really wanted to try suspension with this scene. She had been of the opinion that it would put her as fully into her sub-space as she could possibly get, and we’d done enough experimentation that she felt very safe. I knelt before her taut frame, laying them at her feet, and paused to admire her gorgeous body.

Kitten takes fantastic care of herself. She is always clean and ready to serve, and I took a moment to enjoy her scent. Her perfume, of course, was uniquely hers, one that she made herself using essential oils.

She really had put a substantial amount of effort into it. First, she’d set about selecting a smell that she enjoyed, one that best reflected her personality. Once that was done, she’d brought me into the equation, carefully blending in a unique musk that we found set me on fire. Then, finally, she went about selecting separate scents for her shoulders and legs.

The scent she applied to her upper body was a clean, light, not quite floral scent, not unlike the smell of fresh rain with a hint of apple mixed in for good measure. The scent she concocted for her legs on the other hand was earthier, muskier, spicy, and warm. It was a bit like warmed sugar but with strong notes of pepper, and birch bark.

When combined with the scent of her womanhood it elicited an autonomic response for me. After all of the time we’d spent together, that scent, anywhere, in any situation, made me instantly hard. Kitten is very good with the details and loves nothing more than when I take notice of them.

“I see that you’ve wet yourself in slut stink again kitten!”, I say, rising quickly and grabbing her by the chin. “You are trying to entice me again. Aren’t you?” Grabbing my rigid cock, I thrust it between her legs, wiped it upwards across her dripping hole and nudged it against her clit as I growled. “Well done.”

I took a step back then, eying her. She was positively panting with need. “Is kitten ready to be inspected?”, I ask.

“Yes, Daddy. I hope I am worthy of you tonight. I will be a good girl.”, she said, just a slight hint of bratty mockery in her tone.

There really wasn’t a need for this. Kitten was always flawless, but I took my time slowly walking around, admiring her. Kitten is quite a bit shorter than me, standing only four feet, ten inches, she is small, almost delicate in some ways, yet solidly built. Her hair is a bright shade of flaming red and it frames the most amazing heart shaped face I have ever laid eyes on. Her full, pouty lips are ruby red as well and her eyes, usually a light blue color, turn the most curious shade of aquamarine when she enters her sub-space. Hidden as they were behind the blindfold it was impossible to tell now, just what shade they might be.

As I examined her face my fingers traced her delicate neck, wandered down her tendons to her arching collar bones, and then, gently out to her shoulder. I leaned in and kissed her there, on her collarbone, lovingly, gently, and then grabbed her breast in my hand, squeezing hard and causing her to gasp in shock. I found her fat, pink nipple, and torqued it just enough to get it to harden, thick and swollen between my thumb and forefinger. Then, I leaned in, and kissed it gently, sucked lightly, and blew on it as I moved on.

I let my hands explore her waist, her navel, and then her luscious hips. Kitten had the most amazing hips. They positively flared out from her waist, and they were the reason I liked so much to take her from behind. They were perfect handles for thrusting and she definitely got off on my use of them.

My hand wandered down, gently tracing the inside of her soft, warm thighs, just grazing her pussy as I sauntered behind her. I placed my hand in the small of her back, tracing a finger slowly down her spine, leaning in as I did so and nibbling on her ear lobe.

She arched her neck, squirming slightly as my hand found its way lower, pausing on top of her ass before giving each cheek a sharp smack with my cupped palm in rapid succession. The staccato of each blow mixed pleasantly with her yelps and I passed back around to stand in front of her.

I let my lips hover over hers as my hands gently caressed her sides, feeling the heat of our breath intermingling. When she couldn’t take it any more and started leaning in I slid my hand over her mound and ground my palm against it forcefully. She gasped, but leaned forward, intent on my lips. Bound as she was there was little chance she could catch me but she tried anyway as I slid down, below her reach, leaving a slow trail of licks, kisses, and sucks between her breasts, down her torso, and onto her pussy.

I spread her lips then, admiring the slick, sodden folds of her womanhood and tasting her for just a little bit, lapping at her clit as she thrashed her arms and moaned.

Then, I stood, pulled her close, and kissed her passionately, deeply, before growling hoarsely. “Yes, my worthless little cum bucket. I think you will suffice this evening”.

With that, I knelt and picked up the first length of rope. Kitten had indicated she wanted to be suspended and fucked, so before continuing with her lesson, I needed to prepare her for what was to come. I set about her chest harness first, creating a common shinju harness. Since we planned to use this for suspension, I wrapped her double for each turn of the rope and made sure to pull the bottom wrap a little higher than usual.

I took my time with the harness, pausing now and then to tweak a nipple or press myself against her, whispering in her ear what a good girl she was. I finished with a figure eight and then bent to pick up the second section of rope for her waist harness. Kitten had always been a true rope bunny, and as I bent to begin tying her waist harness I caught a trickle of moisture trailing slowly down her thigh. I licked it carefully off, never one to pass up such a delicious treat.

The flavor called to mind another memory of my kitten, one that both excites and haunts me to this very day. We’d been together for several months and I’d noticed that her diet carefully avoided dark green vegetables and fatty, processed foods, instead, favoring sweeter veggies, fruits, and legumes. Kitten certainly has no need of dieting for weight loss so one day I asked her about it. “Kitten, you’re gorgeous, and the most beautiful girl in the whole world for me”, I said. “Why don’t you treat yourself now and then?”

When she responded, her voice quivered, unable to decide just how she should respond. “If Daddy wants me to I will”, she said, meekly. “But I try very hard to eat only what makes me taste good for you.”

That memory, and her wonderful taste always give me pause, reminding me of just how lucky I am to have such a devoted sub and just how sacred my responsibility to her really is.

I paused then, savoring her, partaking in the communion of her holy taste, very deliberately taking my time. I especially enjoy being close to kitten when she is aroused in this way, so as I slowly wound the ropes around her thighs to build a drum harness I never passed up a chance to dip a finger inside her, flick her clit with my tongue, or stroke her legs.

Once, I’d finished I stepped in close, thrust my cock deep inside her, and pulled her tight against me. I kissed her gently while I enjoyed her warmth for a moment, whispering to her. Telling her just how much I enjoyed trussing up my little cum slut.

After that, I took a minute to step back and admire my handywork. Using her wetness as lube I stroked my cock loudly as I inspected her one last time, watching her grin at the thick smacking sounds my hand was making.

When I had made a full circle I reached over to the table, gathered the wand, and pressed it gently against her pussy. “Is kitten ready for her lesson?”, I asked.

“Ohhhh, yes Daddy, teach me how to have patience so that I can have more of your cock!”, she said.

With that I stepped in close, pressed the wand over her clit, and encircled her waist with my arm to grab her harness. She turned her head questioningly my way as I flicked the switch to on, bracing for her inevitable reaction.

It was immediate and violent and her expression was one of total shock. She tried to back away from the vibe, screaming at the sudden stimulation, but I held her fast, forcing her to endure the blast of pleasure while I pressed the vibe into her. After a moment she began to squirm in every direction, gasping and moaning, trying desperately to get away. “PLEASE Daddy!!!, You’re going to make me come! PLEASE!”

I backed the vibe off a bit, feeling her sag against me and then pressed it against her again. “Ohhhhh…FUCK!, PLEASE…!!!”

“Alright kitten, since you were a good little slut and asked so nicely, I’ll make this easier for you. Just remember, you can’t come until I give you permission alright? If you come before I say you can, I will have to punish you some more”.

“Oh, yes Daddy”, she moaned. “I’ll be a good girl and wait.”

“We shall see kitten.”, I said, calmly pressing the wand into her again to accentuate my point.

When I pulled it away she was trembling, biting her lip, all of her focus brought to bear on recovering from the shock of the wand. I set the vibe back on the table and retrieved one of the pinwheels. I leaned into her for a gentle kiss, pressing the sharp spikes against the inside of her leg. She grinned into my mouth, lips tightening as she knew what lay in store next.

It wouldn’t be hard for kitten to resist coming for the next little while. We were going to build her orgasm from the ground up. Heightening her senses with the spikes was only the first step.

I proceeded to run them slowly up and down her body, starting with her calves, pressing the points in so that they left little tracks in her skin that faded slowly, but didn’t draw blood. As I worked my way up her thighs I carefully avoided her pussy. This toy was not meant for sensitive areas such as that.

I did, however, make a slow pass at each of her nipples, carefully arranging the spikes so that they ran alongside each hardened nub and then passing them between the double wheels. Kitten trembled, whimpering. She didn’t dare jerk forward or backward. She knew very well what I was doing.

I repeated the process on her shoulders and back, smiling as she jerked forward in her bonds when I ran the wheels along the underside of her buttocks.

As I worked, kitten’s breathing became sharper, faster, and I could feel her skin begin to flush, hot and goose-pimpled, as she reached out to feel each tiny point. Kitten really does enjoy this type of play. She is a very sensual sub and eagerly accepts every sensation I deliver, no matter how painful, or intensely pleasurable.

When I was finished with the wheels I calmly set them down on the table and sat back, stroking my cock loudly while I admired her again. She was positively gasping now, waiting, dripping, needful, but I wanted to draw out the moment as long as I could, wanted her to anticipate what might come next.

I pulled out the riding crop and feather duster then, striding silently behind her so that she wouldn’t know where I had gone. Ever so gently I began brushing the top of each of her cheeks with the duster, very gradually increasing the pressure until she had leaned forward in her restraints, thrusting her gorgeous ass back for more, lips parted, sighing. It was always fun to see just how little it could take to make kitten feel, particularly when she was sensitized like this.

I moved further up her spine, watching her shiver, tossing her head back to moan, her bright red mane tangling with the feathers as I reached the small of her back. At this point it was obvious that she’d grown accustomed to the duster so as I continued to work it, I slid the crop roughly between her legs, pushing it up, and wetting it in her overflowing honey pot. She bit her lip and moaned, writhing against it as I brushed her clit.

I moved the duster back to her ass, lightly brushing it, tickling her. She bit her lip, restraining a giggle until I brought the crop down with a loud smack. She cried out, tears forming at the edges of her eyes as a glowing red welt appeared on her alabaster skin. I repeated this process on her other cheek, her sides, the back of her thighs, until the duster itself was enough to make her flinch.

At this point, I dropped the duster, lined myself up, and thrust deep inside her, burying myself as deeply as I could. Startled, she screamed. “Oh YES, DADDYI Give me your cock!” 

I obliged, thrusting in long, deep, hard thrusts. I leaned forward and pressed myself against her, grabbing her throat with my left hand, and trailing the riding crop down her leg. I growled into her ear then, words slurred with the thickness of my desire, “Does my little cum slut like my cock?”

She moaned. “Oh YES Daddy, Fuck Yes!”

I pulled the riding crop around, continuing to thrust as I began to tap it gently against her clit, making her cry out louder and moan. “Oh fuck Daddy. Oh FUCK! May I come? May I come, PLEASE!”

Abruptly I stopped. “Absolutely not! Greedy little sluts need to learn patience don’t they kitten?”

She whimpered “But Daddy!”

I slid out of her and walked around front, grabbing her roughly by the throat and pulling her to my lips as I whispered “Begging is not becoming princess. My kitten must not beg. Do you understand?”

She nodded, hesitantly, so I lifted the crop, bringing it down on her nipple just hard enough to make her yelp.

“DO YOU UNDERSTANDI” I shouted.

Kitten sobbed, “Yes Daddy, I’ll be a good girl.”

“You will kitten, won’t you? Good little kittens always ask for Daddy’s permission to come. You do want to come, don’t you princess.”

“Oh yes, Daddy, please let me come for you”, she said, biting her lip. “Oh fuck, Daddy. I just want you to see me come.”

I chuckled. Kitten had always been so good at playing the brat.

“We shall see, kitten.”, I said. “First, you must learn to be patient and do exactly as you’re told, but if you do well I will give you my cock again and maybe even my cum.”

With that, kitten began to plead. “Oh yes Daddy! I’ll do anything. PLEASE give me your cum. PLEASE!”

At that, I slapped her other nipple with the crop, harder this time, making it stand out hard and proud as she cried out and whimpered.

“NO BEGGING KITTEN!” I shouted. “I thought you said you’d be a good girl!”

She cried, sobbing, “I’m sorry Daddy. I’m such a bad girl. Teach me how to be good.”

My cock throbbed. “Oh kitten. I don’t know. This is going to be such a hard lesson. Are you sure you’re up to it?”

“Yes Daddy”, she whined. “I just want to be your good little cum slut. I want it so badly that sometimes I forget my manners”.

“Ok kitten. I will try, but it’s only going to get harder from here.”

She trembled, whispering. “Yes Daddy, teach me.”

With that I walked back over to our locker and filled a syringe with lube. Kitten definitely liked it when I put her plug in. She was always dripping with anticipation when she knew I might take her ass. Quietly, I lubed one of her larger plugs. She was going to need to be prepared for the next part of our scene.

I walked over, taking a finger full of lube I gently wet her puckered hole, pushing it gently inside as I worked. Then, I slowly slid the syringe inside her, pushing down on the plunger to fill her with lube. Finally, I lubed her plug and slowly worked it in, gently applying pressure as kitten backed onto it, eager for it to fill her tight hole. When the plug finally slid in she moaned softly.

I dried my fingers on her hair, tugging it gently as I cleaned off the lube and told her how I loved my dirty little slut.

With that, I quietly picked the hitachi off of the table and bent to wet its oval surface with nectar from kitten’s  pussy. I spread her lips wide, making sure to push it hard against her, spinning it to collect her dew.

I stood, raising the wand to her lips and pressing it against them. “I want you to taste yourself kitten”, I growled. “I want you to taste your sweet, eager, juices. Are you trying to tempt me, slut?”

She carefully licked the surface clean. “Does it make you want me Daddy?”, she asked, throatily.

I reached up, grabbed her throat and pulled her lips onto mine. Nothing could make me harder than the taste of kitten’s pussy on her own lips. “Oh kitten, FUCK YES!”, I growled.

I could feel her lips twitching upward in a smile, but it wasn’t meant to last, for while I had her distracted I’d lowered the wand down to her clit and as that smile lit her beautiful, dirty face, I flicked on the wand and pressed it hard against her clit.

She threw her head back and screamed. Thrashing in her bonds at the sudden intensity of the stimulation.

After the initial shock she began to pant and I lifted her blindfold so that I could look into her eyes. It took a moment for them to adjust and that gave her just enough time to maintain a modicum of control. Even so, it wasn’t long before she was pleading with me. “Oh FUCK, Oh YES!!, OH DADDY!! Can I come?? PLEASE let me come!”

Her legs began to shake violently as she gazed intently into my eyes and I returned her stare. “No kitten, you may not”, I whispered.

I held her close while she thrashed, sobbing, and moaning, desperate for release, but holding back just the same. All for me. I was actually quite impressed by how long she held out in such a state but when I buried my cock inside of her, maintaining the pressure from the wand it was more than she could take. I felt the burst of fluid from her as she squirted, her cum soaking our legs. She screamed incoherently, unable to find words as her eyes rolled back and her orgasm completely overtook her.

It took her quite some time to regain control. Her orgasm came in wave after wave, her body convulsing over and over around my cock. It took almost everything I had not to come myself and I tightly clenched the muscles that held my seed at bay.

When she began to regain her breath I was still inside of her and she looked up at me, tears sliding down her cheeks leaving trails of dark mascara.

“Kitten”, I said calmly. “Did I say you could come?”

She hung her head. “No Daddy. I’m so sorry. You know that I just can’t help myself when you give me your cock and the wand at the same time”

I lay her head against my shoulder and gently stroked her hair. “I know kitten.” I said, taking a firm hold of her locks and pulling her head back so she was forced to gaze into my eyes. “But I’m still going to have to punish you”.

She trembled, limp in her bonds, and hung her head. “Yes, Daddy. I know I still haven’t learned my lesson.”

“No kitten, no you haven’t”, I sighed, reaching up to unhook her from the beam and then bending to untie her ankle restraints.

“Lay on the table kitten”, I said. “It seems you need a little more restraint”.

Kitten meekly obeyed as I went back to the locker to get two very long, narrower strips of rope as well as two short, thick ones with carabiners attached to each. I lashed them firmly to the ceiling beam, taking care to tie them in the slots between the nails we’d pounded in the top portion of it. It had taken quite some time to figure out just how far apart to spread them so that kitten was at the correct height for this scene.

Once the support ropes were secure, I went back to the table to work on kitten. I took my time tying her legs, tightly binding her calves to her thighs with her legs bent. In this position, especially suspended, kitten would be helpless before my ministrations.

As I finished I looked her in the eyes and asked, “Are you ready for your punishment kitten?”

“Yes Daddy”, she mumbled.

I lifted her chin. “Are you sure kitten? Daddy’s going to tie you up and fuck you now. Are you ready for that?”

She smiled. “Oh yes Daddy. Anything so that I can have your cock.”

I smiled and grabbed her throat. “And then, since you’ve been such a bad, bratty little slut, Daddy’s going to take out your plug and fuck you in the ass. Do you think that’s fair?”

Kitten nodded, beaming up at me lovingly. “Anything for Daddy’s cock.”

“Ok, kitten”, I said. “If you’re a good girl I will almost certainly give you my cum”

She wrapped her arms over my shoulders and pushed herself onto me while I held her close, whispering in my ear “Fuck me, Daddy.”

With that, I lifted her off the table and carried her over to the ropes. She held me tightly as I fastened one rope to the knot on the back of her shinju harness. I let the rope take her weight, then as I spun her around, her bound legs dangling for just a moment. Then, I lifted her up, and attached the other rope to the harness around her waist. Finally, I retrieved another length of rope from the locker and gently bound her hands behind her back

When I had finished she looked over her shoulder, suspended from the beam, her pussy dripping nectar onto the floor, the pretty jewel of her plug glittering in the light. “Fuck me.”, she whispered.

The sight of her trussed up like that before me, wanton, needful, was breathtaking and I found myself unable to reprimand her for her bold demand. Instead, I pressed the head of my swollen cock against her entrance and slowly pushed inside her. I gave her just the head to start with. She whimpered and wiggled, desperate for more.

I just smiled at her, and plunged all the way in, grabbing her hips and pulling her back onto me. “Mmmm, kitten, you feel so good”, I said. “You really are my perfect little fuck toy aren’t you”.

She lifted her head and moaned. “Oh, YES, Daddyl Give me all of your cock!”

I immediately obliged, thrusting hard, ramming myself into her until her juices were coating my balls and I felt as though I couldn’t hold out much longer. I growled my pleasure as I fucked her. “Oh FUCK kitten! You are MY dirty little slut. You’re trying to make Daddy come aren’t you?”

“Ohhhh, YES! Daddy. YES! Fill me with your cum. Breed ME! OHHHH FUCK!”

It was a heady moment to be sure, but I knew that kitten was simply trying to test my resolve. Could she force me out of the moment, end the scene before our agreed upon conclusion? I paused, not wanting to lose control, then began to pull her against me as I remained still, using her suspended body just as I would a fuck toy. I growled, “Do you like being Daddy’s little fuck toy, kitten? Do you like it when I use my tight little cum hole like this?”

“Ohhh yes, PLEASE Daddy. Use YOUR pussy!”

I continued for a while before stopping abruptly walking around to look her in the eye. “Mmmm, kitten. I want to use all of my holes.” I grabbed a handful of her hair, roughly wrapping it around my fist, and positioned my cock in front of her mouth. Kitten drooled as she reached for it, desperate to fit me inside of her in whatever capacity she could. I held her back, teasing her.

“Oh kitten. You are still my greedy little whore, aren’t you? Even after all of this you still cannot wait patiently for my cock?”

Kitten didn’t respond. Instead, she stuck out her tongue, flicking the underside of my head with it as she looked me in the eye. 

“Such a naughty, bratty little slut”, I said, and pulled her mouth onto my cock, jamming it all of the way to the back of her throat until she began to gag. 

With kitten in this position, she was helpless to communicate when she had had too much so I only held her there momentarily before allowing her a breath.

“Does kitten want more?”

“Oh, yes Daddy”, kitten replied. “Please let me suck your cock”

I moved forward then, pulling her onto me, letting her work her magic with her tongue as I slid in and out between her lips. Every now and then, I paused to let her lick that spot right below my head, then thrust again. Kitten is very good at pleasing me with her mouth. So good, in fact, that it didn’t take long before I found myself struggling not to come.

“Now kitten, I did say that he was going to fuck your ass. Would you like that kitten? Do you want to feel my cock deep in your asshole?”

Kitten has always very much enjoyed anal sex, often preferring it over a PIV fuck. It was, of course, a rhetorical question.

“OHHH YES, DADDY!”, kitten shouted. “PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE FUCK my ass.”

“You really are a nasty, dirty, naughty, little slut aren’t you kitten”, I said. “I’m going to have to fuck you extra hard tonight, but this time I want you to come while I’m fucking your tight little hole. Can you do that for me kitten?”

“Of course Daddy. If it will make you happy, I’ll come on your cock. I’ll come SO, hard for you Daddy!”

“Ok, kitten”, I said, picking the wand back off of the table and the lube from the locker.

I strode around behind her then, carefully removing her plug and setting it on the floor. I poured a liberal quantity of lube on her ass as well as my cock and positioned it at her entrance and slowly pulled her back, rocking her gently backward and forward as I gradually worked myself inside.

She was tight and hot from the lube and it felt so fucking good to be inside her. I waited for a moment, simply enjoying how she felt, allowing her body to adjust to the intrusion.

Kitten whimpered, barely whispering as she looked over her shoulder. “Oh yes Daddy. Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass hard.”

I groaned and began to thrust in and out of her, very slowly picking up the pace as I pulled her onto my cock using the rope for leverage. I turned on the wand, running it up and down the insides of her legs as I thrust harder and harder into her.

“OH DADDY! OH YES!! FUCK THAT TIGHT LITTLE ASSHOLE!!!”, kitten screamed.

I could tell she was getting close. Kitten always loved it when I fucked her ass and her screams were driving me closer and closer to the edge myself. 

Knowing I was running out of endurance I slammed the wand back onto her clit. “Come for me kitten!”, I growled.

“OHHHHHHH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!!! DADDY!!!! AWWWW!”, kitten screamed as her body contracted in her restraints gripping my cock tightly as wave after wave of her orgasm pounded through her. She still hadn’t finished coming when I pulled out, ran around in front of her, and let go.

Jet after jet of, thick, cum blasted onto her face as I finally allowed myself to come, enjoying my release.

“Ohhhh FUCK! OHHHH FUCK!. OHHHH KITTEN.” I screamed, letting it all go, covering her.

When I’d recovered somewhat I looked down to see the most beautiful smile lighting up her sweet, dirty face. I leaned down, grabbed her throat, and kissed her, deeply, passionately, my cum coating both of our lips until she’d sucked any remnants off of mine.

After, I carefully fed her each remaining string using my cock to gather each one before sliding into her mouth so that she could enjoy her treat. One thing kitten always insisted on was that not a drop of my seed was to be wasted. She claimed that she loved it far too much for that.

“Thank you, Daddy”, kitten whispered, smiling ear to ear as she dangled above the floor.

Casually, I gathered a handful of her hair, using it to wipe the remaining lube from my cock and allowing it to fall back in disarray.

“Yes, princess. You’ve been a VERY good girl. Let’s see if we can get you down from there”, I said.

First, I carefully untied the bonds pinning her arms back. She flexed them briefly, then took hold of my chest, climbing ungainly up until her hands reached my shoulders. I gathered her up then, holding her close as I took the tension off the ropes she was suspended from, carefully removing each carabiner from the knots in her harnesses and allowing her to cling to me, legs still bound.

I turned then, and gently layed her on the table.

“Must clean up now kitten”, I said, and began putting away our toys, taking them to an adjoining room when necessary to wash off any fluids.

Kitten waited patiently as I worked, watching as I lovingly placed each item back in the locker and then returned to her to remove her leg bindings and finally her harnesses. 

When I was finished I took kitten’s leash from its peg on the wall and casually fastened it onto her collar. She began to climb down on all fours like any good kitten would but I held her up.

“Not yet kitten”, I said. “I want you to have a good look at yourself”.

I led her across the room to our oval standing mirror and adjusted the angle so that kitten could see every inch of her glorious body.

“My, my kitten. You really are my proper little slut aren’t you”, I whispered, running my fingers over the indentations in her skin left by the ropes, circling the welts left by the crop. 

I dipped a finger into her still wet slit as she smiled, admiring herself. That expression alone would have been enough to make my cock throb, but combined with her marks and her closeness, I couldn’t help but start to become hard again.

She closed her eyes, giggling, and reached down to grab hold of my sore and throbbing member. I took hold of her hand gently, calmly pushing it away and pointing to the floor. She obeyed instantly and knelt, unsure of whether I wanted her mouth again, or simply for her to crawl.

I motioned toward the stairs. “Good kittens need to shower before bed. Don’t they?”

Kitten looked back over her shoulder and smiled at me before allowing herself to be led slowly up the stairs, fully aware of my admiring eyes upon her the whole way. 

When we reached the bathroom I allowed her to stand, disconnecting her leash and coiling it before laying it on the sink. I turned the shower on, gathering a washcloth from the drawer and hanging a single towel from the peg.

Kitten and I have been blessed with a beautiful home and our spacious granite walled, multi-head shower is one of our favorite features. I love watching the water cascade over her body and I took my time applying shampoo and then conditioner to her hair before pressing in close and washing every beautiful inch of her skin.

When it was kitten’s turn she did the same for me, running her hands slowly over each muscle and pressing herself against me provocatively as she worked. She took her time with my cock and balls, carefully lathering soap and gently rinsing them off. 

When she stood, she didn’t let go, and slowly massaged my erection as she gazed up into my eyes. We both knew what was needed here and she lept up onto me, impaling herself on my swollen dick as she wrapped her legs around me.

I pressed her against the wall then, water cascading over my back as I fucked in and out of her, my hand wrapped gently around her throat, our eyes locked. We kissed, deeply, harshly, and before long I could feel my cum pounding against the gates once again.

I wasn’t ready to come just yet though, so I reluctantly set kitten down and turned her around. She gave a startled yelp then when I lifted her back up, spreading her legs with my hands, and then sliding slowly back inside. I pressed her face against the wall, pinning her body there while I reached down to turn on the shower head directly below us, directing the spray against her clit.

I picked up the pace of my thrusting then, growling into kitten’s ear as I fucked her and she began to tremble. Kitten had a way of trembling, just so, right before she came. There was almost always a hitch in her breath and a very deep shudder that rumbled through her right before. As soon as I felt it I knew I was done for and we came together, her moaning and bucking against me as I pumped her pussy full of my seed and growled deeply as I bred her, the water cascading over us.

When we had caught our breath I shut off the water, and we took turns drying one another off. I fastened kitten’s collar back around her neck and then attached her leash. She beamed up at me as she knelt and then I walked her upstairs to bed, watching a thick stream of cum drip slowly down her leg as we went.

We both climbed into bed then and she held me tight, head cradled against my chest, as I whispered to her about what a good girl she had been until she fell asleep.

After, I traced the indentations the rope had made, gently so as not to wake her, and allowed my mind to wander over all that had transpired. Tomorrow, we would rehash the scene, going over what we enjoyed, and what we thought might be improved.

As sleep slowly crept in, my thoughts turned toward what I liked most and it occurred to me that what I enjoyed best was the way we prioritized this time with one another. Most days, each of us had the opportunity to do something we loved…each other. Tomorrow, while we talked, we would renew our commitment to continuing that.