I had been teasing Sir for a few days, by dressing in very sexy lingerie and fuck me heels to go to work in the morning. Because of his busy business schedule, he could only look on as each morning I would leave the house… I knew I was going to pay for my insolence but I’m a playful creature and I know that Sir enjoys my little games, he can then remind me in the way only he knows how, who I belong to.

That evening when I came home from work Sir was waiting for me… I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was very hungry and that I was going to be supper, this idea excited me and scared me at the same time… his eyes were burning.

He pushed me hard against the door, holding my throat, his body pressed hard against mine… I could feel his rock hard cock pressing against my tummy… He looked me deep in the eyes, I could see his need, he could read mine, he slowly pressed his lips against mine, before devouring my mouth, bruising my lips, his tongue urgently searching for mine, his body pressed even harder against mine… to feel his passion, his need to possess me, made my cunt instantly wet, clenching, anticipating, craving him… only Sir knows how to send me into a liquid state with one kiss.

He rips open my shirt, exposing my half cup bra, my tits presented perfectly to him, my nipples hard and aching to be … by his mouth and fingers… he pulls my skirt down, exposing my bare pussy, and beautiful suspenders… I spread my legs instantly; giving him access to what is his… he slips his hand between my legs, his hand cupping my pussy, before pushing two fingers into me… I tip my head back and moan, he finger fucks me enough to get his fingers wet and then rubs them over my face and tells me to lick them clean… He slaps my pussy hard…”count”… he keeps slapping until I get to ten, out of breath from the stinging and the desire… my pussy burning… “You’re mine, your pussy is mine, your ass is mine… you belong to me”. He kisses me again, hard, deep passionate…

“Now crawl slut, I feel like having some fun”. I crawl behind Sir until we arrive in the lounge… He takes some clothespins and clamps them on my nipples, kissing me again, before telling me to put my head down and ass up… He pinches my clit and teases my pussy with his fingers… I can hear him opening the toy box and wonder what he has in mind… I feel him putting cold lube on my ass, and he starts fingering my asshole, first one finger… he slaps my ass, alternating between each cheek, warming them up… two fingers, his spanking gets harder, I’m biting my lip, but I can’t help but moan… He removes his fingers and I feel something cold against my tight little ass hole. “Just relax”… I know it’s the hook, I can feel him slowly working the ball in, stretching me, just when I think it’s too much, the ball passes and I can feel him push the hook inside me, this makes me feel so slutty, my pussy is creaming…I feel him pull on my hair that is tied up and he ties me hair to the hook, making my back arch…

He kneels in front of me and starts slapping my face with his cock, rubbing it all over… my tongue is out greedily, I’m aching to have it in my mouth… As I move my head I can feel the hook in my ass and this restricts my movement but my mouth is reaching for him… He teases it on the tip of my tongue; I’m desperate to taste him… He lets it go in a little, and I suck on it, hungry, before he pushes it deeper and deeper, fucking my mouth, making me gag and drool, I stick my tongue out to lick his balls… I adore being mouth fucked by Sir. He removes his cock and slaps my face, you’re a good girl he tells me… Just what I needed to hear, what I love to hear… I’m his slut, his good girl… his…

He comes behind me and starts fingering my sopping cunt again… he then slowly inserts his cock into me… I’m double fucked by the hook and his cock… it feels so good, so tight…