Good bitch

I was fingering my collar when I felt him come up behind me. I’m naked, just as he likes me before he gets home. Usually, he orders me to remain naked throughout the day, but now that it’s gotten cold he’s allowed me to be clothed up until an half hour before he arrives. He snakes his hands around my middle and slides them up to my breasts, cupping them as he presses the length of his front against my back.

He kisses my neck beneath the collar and I press my ass into his crotch. I moan softly as he squeezes my breasts. I’ve been thinking about him all day, waiting for him to come home and fuck me. He told me this morning that I could play all I wanted, but that I was not allowed to come. I flicked my clit and fingered my cunt in between menial chores. I brought myself close to coming a couple times, but had to stop after the third time as I came very close to letting go and going over the edge. The last thing I wanted was to displease my Sir.

He lets go of my right tit and slides his hand up to my neck, fingering my collar much like I did before he made his presence known. Now his fingers are in my hair and he pulls, forcing my neck back and then biting where he had just kissed. I yelp in surprise and then moan as I feel my already wet cunt become even wetter.

Were you a good girl today, slut? You did not come, did you, slut?

No, Sir

Did you miss your Sir? Did you miss the cock that owns you?

He steps back and bends me over without giving me a chance to respond. His strong fingers are suddenly upon my cunt, probing and stroking. He gives a low moan when he discovers how wet I am for him. He slaps my ass.

Dirty slut—you’re dripping wet.

He reaches around me and pushes his wet fingers into my mouth.

Clean them, cunt, and clean them good.

I suck on his fingers as though they’re his cock, letting him know just how much I wish they were. He removes his fingers from my mouth and slaps my ass again.

Stand up straight, cunt.

I quickly obey. Sir steps up to me and presses his body against mine once more. I can feel his cock hardening through his trousers. He places his hands around my throat and I hear a soft metallic click—he’s leashed me.

You’re my Bitch tonight. MINE. Is that clear?

I whimper and give the barest of nods.

Yes, Master, very clear.

When I am to be his bitch, he is no longer Sir, but Master.

Good. Now get down on all fours, Bitch.

I comply without a word, my head facing him. Master tugs on the leash, indicating he wants me to look at him. I look up to see him smiling at me. It’s the first time I’ve been able to actually see him since he came home.

Are you ready for your tail, my Bitch?

I shudder at the prospect. Master had recently bought me a medium-sized buttplug tail. He felt that my ass was getting too loose to hold in the slim one he had bought for me when we first met. This will be the first time I wear the new tail. I’m a little nervous to say the least. But I do my best to put on a brave face.

Yes, I am ready, Master.

He drops the leash to retrieve the tail. I don’t dare move. He returns a few moments later and instructs me to lean forward and rest my head on my arms, my ass high in the air. I do as he orders, but then he’s silent and unmoving for what feels like long minutes. As I’m thinking he must be admiring the view, I feel the coldness of lube on my ass. My breath catches and I hold it in, but I let it out when I feel one of his fingers pushing inside my ass. I moan as it goes in deep.

You like that, don’t you, Bitch?

Ohhh, yes, Master. I like it when you finger my ass, Master

Good girl.

He works a second finger in and I moan louder this time, pushing my ass back. Both of his fingers go in deep, and then he smacks my ass.

Did I say you could move, Bitch?

N-n-no, Master… I’m sorry, Master.

He smacks me again, harder. My head jerks up and I scream.

How sorry are you, Bitch?

He smacks my ass yet again, ever more forceful, the sound echoing.

Owwwwunnnhh!! VERY sorry, Master! I-I won’t do it again, I promise, Master.

Good. That’s what I like to hear, Bitch.

He rubs my warm, reddened bottom.

Be my good Bitch tonight and I shall reward you very well. Displease me and—well, I’ll leave that to your imagination.

I didn’t want to use my imagination. The last time I did, Master made me tell him what I was thinking and decided what I came up with was a better punishment than what he originally had in mind. I learned my lesson that night. Now I try my best to not think anything other than pleasing him.

He fingerfucks my ass for a few minutes, readying me for the buttplug. It’s hard to just kneel there and take the fingerfucking and remain still, but I do exactly that and moan with each thrust. My moans get louder as he begins to twist his fingers around. My initial apprehension over the toy becomes lost in my pleasure. I want it in my ass… now.

Oh, please, Master… put the plug in… please, please?

His hand comes down hard on my ass.

I’ll put it in when I’m ready, Bitch.

I yelp and hang my head.

Of course. I’m sorry, Master. When you are ready, Master.

Instead of continuing to fingerfuck me like I expect, he slips his fingers from my ass and presses the tip against the relaxed flesh. I give a slight whimper, aching to push back and impale my ass on the plug. Thankfully, he doesn’t make me wait. I feel the thick toy spreading me wider than my ass has ever been before. I grunt and gasp as Master works it in. Soon, I am filled with the toy. I resist the now overwhelming urge to move.

You’re a good girl for taking it all, Bitch. How do you like your new tail?

By now my cunt is throbbing and my juices are dripping down my legs. No doubt he is aware of this.

I love it, Master. My ass is so full and it feels so good. Thank you for buying it for me, Master.

You’re welcome, my Bitch. You are allowed to move now.

I wiggle my ass at him, happy with my new tail, and knowing that he likes it when I’m cute. I even give a bark. He laughs in spite of himself, all seriousness forgotten for the moment, and gives my rump a playful slap. But now it’s back to business.

He moves in front of me and picks up my leash. Without a word, he leads me into the kitchen. I follow, careful to keep up with him. We approach my dish bowl. He hasn’t made me use it yet, but he never misses an opportunity to remind me of its existence. It’s been a fairly good bad puppy deterrent. I enjoy the puppy play, but something inside me resists the idea of eating from a doggie bowl. He pauses once I’m even with it. I sense he’s allowing the thought to sink in. I swallow hard.

Suddenly, he tugs on my leash and we exit the kitchen. It’s on to the living room, apparently. Once there, he leads me to the middle and takes up the leash with his hands, drawing me closer. Now he undoes his trousers and takes his cock and balls out of his pants. I moan when I see his semi-erect cock. This is what I have waited for all day… what I have needed.

Suck it, Bitch. Make your Master hard.

I don’t need to be ordered twice. I fall upon his cock like a woman dying of thirst. I reach up to jack his cock, but he slaps my hands away, growling at me to use only my mouth. I’m only too happy to obey. I love the velvety smoothness of Master’s cock… the way the veins pulse against my tongue… the smell of his manly musk. I suck his cock for all I’m worth.

Mmmmmmm, such a good little Bitch, sucking your Master’s cock like a filthy little slut. Now—lick and suck my balls.

I don’t hesitate. He jacks his cock as I lavish his balls with attention. I take both balls into my mouth and hum around them. His approval comes in the shape of a loud moan.

Stop!

I moan disappointingly, but follow the order immediately.

You love sucking my cock, don’t you, my Bitch?

Oh, yes, Master. I love how you taste and feel, Master.

Like a good Bitch should.

All I can do is smile. He smiles back and pets my head lovingly.

You’ve been a very good Bitch so far. I am quite pleased.

My smile broadens. I love when Master tells me I’ve been good and that he’s pleased with me. He begins to walk around me, leash in hand. I move to follow.

No. Stay where you are, Bitch.

I do as ordered. He moves to stand behind me and removes his clothes. He kneels and I shiver, anticipating the imminent fucking. He rubs my ass with both hands.

Such a beautiful ass, Bitch.

He twists the toy in my ass a couple times, making me yelp and squirm.

Do you want me to fuck you like this, on all fours, your ass filled with that big plug? Is that what my Bitch wants?

My cunt is aching.

Yes, fuck, please, Master… fuck me… fuck your bitch, Master…please.

Fuck who?

Your Bitch, Master.

You belong to ME, no one else?

Yes, Master… only you.

That makes me your Owner, correct?

I can barely stand this questioning; I need his cock so much.

Yes, yes, you are my Owner. Now, please, fuck me, Mas—.

He rams his cock all the way inside my dripping cunt before I can finish the last word. His belly hits the plug and pushes it further into my ass. With his cock buried inside me, he tightens the slack on my leash. He pulls out almost all the way, but leaves the head inside.

MY Bitch!

He rams back inside again, simultaneously pulling on my leash, forcing my head back. A scream tears from my lips. He fucks me hard like this, his cock inside my cunt, the buttplug tail deep in my ass… one hand on my hip, the other keeping the leash taut. All I can do is scream and moan as he ravages me. I have never felt so full.

Rub your clit, Bitch.

I obey and it isn’t long before a strong orgasm rips through my body.

Oh, fuck, yes, yes, YES!! I’m coming, I’m coming for you, Master! Ohhhh, fuck!

My cunt spasms around his cock. I scream:

Please fuck me harder, Master!

He does just that and I keep coming, my screams dissolving into moans and whimpers.

You filthy Bitch… I’m gonna fill your fucking cunt!

He lets go of the leash and grabs my hips. He thrusts once… twice… and then I feel his cock throb as it shoots its white hot seed deep inside my cunt. He collapses on top of me, both of us breathing heavily. Our mingled juices are seeping down my thighs.

After a few minutes, he pulls out his cock and the tail. He tugs on the leash indicating that he wants me back on all fours. My legs are unsteady, but I get up and he leads me to our bedroom. He tells me to lie on the bed and I do. He crawls between my legs. He scoops up the mixture from my legs with his fingers and feeds it to me. I look into his eyes while lapping it up. Once he’s satisfied that he has fed me all, he kisses up my body to my lips and kisses me deeply.

Good Bitch.