Young Mistress : Old Sub - Chapter One - Sex Stories

Young Mistress : Old Sub - Chapter One

... meet, so I had to be content for now. I glanced at the clock as I entered the bedroom from the bathroom, 3.50 pm – just time to finish getting ready. I expected her about 4:15 but was not completely sure so had planned to be ready for four on the dot. I stepped into the boxer shorts she had stipulated and headed for the kitchen where I opened a bottle of chilled white wine from the fridge, poured a glass and placed it on the table ready for her to find when she entered. I then headed back to the bedroom, crossed to the corner, put the blindfold on tight and waited. When I heard her arrive I would kneel down ready. It seemed like an age that I stood there, but eventually I heard the door open and close in the kitchen, and I knew she was here. I sank to me knees and waited to see what would unfold, grateful that we were finally to be together, but also nervous at what might happen. I knelt there listening to her movements. I could hear her heels on the stone kitchen floor, items being placed back on the table and the fridge open and close again. Was she deliberately teasing me by taking her time, or was she building up the nerves to move on to where I waited for her? Then it went quiet. I screamed out, more in surprise as I felt the flogger lash across my back, and heard her laugh to herself before she used the flogger another nine or ten times on my back. She must have removed her shoes in the kitchen and crept up on me before letting me know she was there. I was breathing ...

... hard by the time she stopped flogging my back, as she had not held back. A second or two passed before her hand was in my hair, gripping it, using it to move my head from side to side, back and forth, till eventually she pulled it back as far as I could manage. If I had not had the blindfold on I would have been looking directly up at her, but as it was I was blind to her completely. Her other hand covered my mouth, till without warning she pushed me away from her roughly. I did not know where she was at first till I heard the glass being placed on the dresser, and more wine being poured. The bottle was placed on the side and I heard a content sigh as she took a sip. I heard her move back to me this time, so it was not a surprise when I felt her hand go back in my hair and this time pull in a way which meant she wanted me to stand, which I was glad to do as my knees were in agony from the kneeling. She pushed and pulled at me until she had me the way she wanted me, with my head and upper body leaning into the corner supporting me and my feet slightly away from the wall. She leant in against me, her body fully against mine, and I could feel the cloth of her uniform against my skin, could feel her breasts against my back and her breath on my neck. I wanted her so bad, I felt under a spell and my cock swelled in my boxer shorts. She was rubbing her body against me; she felt so young and firm, and she seemed so turned on. I felt her lips on my neck as she starting kissing my neck, ...