Lil One - Sex Stories

Lil One

... when she no longer tasted her juices on it. “Thank you Master.” Chapter Two I had just allowed lil’ one to receive her reward by allowing her to cum for her Master. I untied her and she was instructed to clean up and rehydrate then return to the great room. I patiently waited while she was gone. She returned and knelt before Me in the standard presentation position. I took a long length of rope and secured her hands with her arms locked back behind her. The rope is wound and weaved through her arms and across her breast. The ropes are lifting and separating her luscious breasts. Next I weaved another section of rope between her ankles and thighs. This secured her in the kneeling position. Having her arms tied behind f***ed her prominent breasts outward and up. Her changing of positions during being restrained had her hair mussed up and in her face. I moved forward and cleared the hair from her eyes. I grasp a handful of her mane and pulled it back sharply. An audible gasp escaped her lips. Staring down into her eyes, I watched her struggle to avert her eyes. I can plainly see that lil’ one is very nervous and is trying very hard not to make mistakes and to please me. I am afraid that she is having difficulty with controlling her anxiety, so I offered her a finger. “Open slut” She quickly opens her mouth and accepts My finger. “I know that you have told me that you are a pleasure slut, so I am offering My finger to help calm you. Now lil’ one, what do you do when your Master ...

... has given you a reward?” I watch her cycle through the possible answers, “say thank You, Sir?” I cast off My gaze from hers, as I had anticipated this answer but I want her to be attentive to My reactions. “Yes slut, but you should thank your Master for anything he does, whether he is whipping you or bringing pleasure.” Out of the corner of my eye I catch lil’ one softly licking her lips. My eyes quickly cut to hers. When they meet, the answer clicks in her head immediately. “May this slut show you her gratitude Sir?” I nod my head, and she slowly waddles over in front of me struggling in her bonds and digs for my zipper with her teeth.She leans in and is nuzzling my cock, finding it hard, she finds the tip and sucks it into her mouth and releases it from my pants. She closes her soft lips around the phallus and works it down into her throat. The sluts head is bobbing up and down on her Master’s cock and I can feel it hitting the back of her throat causing her to gag some. This has an effect of producing saliva that leaves my cock glistening as she works the meat in and out of her mouth. I place my hand on the top of her head and work her head back and forth of my dick. “Look at your Master when you are pleasing him slut.” Her eyes are quickly looking into mine as she continues to work my cock over. Her lips tighten and there is a pop from time to time as her suction is broken. This is followed by the slurping sound of her wantonly sucking it back into her warm mouth. I notice ...