The Return - Sex Stories

The Return

... coffee table laid a menagerie of sex toys and tools.

To my left the 'wrapping' desk stood positioned at a right angle to the wall and on it a spotlight lamp ready to illuminate its subject in harsh detail.

He turned to me.

'Why don't you take a few minutes to get ready for me Kitten? I have some work to do, but I'm sure you won't mind serving me while I finish, will you?'

'No Sir.' I replied

'Good.'

I walked in what I assumed was the direction of the bathroom, through a lattice of doors enclosing a plush bedroom and set down my bag next to the shower with a long exhale.

I laid out my lingerie and set about rolling my soft stockings up the length of my thighs before clipping them into a garter belt. I threaded each arm through a black, cross strap bra, fastened it at the front and turned my back to the mirror.

My hand plunged back into the bag and searched blindly until I felt the familiar weighty nudge of a steel buttplug against my knuckles. I rolled it into my palm, scooped my other hand into some lubricant and bent flat backed away from the mirror.

I reached around my heart shaped ass and set the blunt steel tip against the tight, fleshy entrance of my hole and pushed hard. My sphincter slowly dilating until I reached the sharp sting of 3.5 cm before contracting again around the tapered stem.

I slid my black thong up and over the top of my garter clips, cognizant of facilitating their removal again, like a good slut and slipped my feet into ...

... black strapped leather platform heels.

I steadied myself and walked out to present my tight little fuck toy body to him.

His eyes flicked up from the desk he was now working at a laptop from.

'Why don't you come and suck your Master while I finish up here Kitten?'

'Yes Sir.' I replied.

I got onto all fours and crawled towards him, giving credence to my Pet status until I reached the sweet centre of his bulging pants. Nuzzling softly along his zipline before reaching up to unfasten him within the confines of my wooden coop.

He sprung out inconveniently hard for the angle of the desk. His dick grazing the hard wood underside, while I tried to caress him down towards my mouth. Sucking gently around his balls and running my tongue along the length of his shaft until my nose nudged against the wood too.

I rested a forearm along the length of his left thigh and used my other hand to gently capture his thick erection. Kissing the tiny ridges of his head where a crown of piercings once lay and savouring the feeling of him entering my body for the first time in a while.

'Mmhhhm.' He moaned and slid back in his seat.

My face hole salivated with the privilege of receiving his cock. A hole that always served as a finishing instrument for him to fill with cum. But not yet.

'Good Pet.' he whispered and I carried on coating him with the angles I could afford. Making his dick drip satisfyingly with the fruits of my labour, until his next soft command.

'Stand up ...