The Gambling Debt (Strmas and Camille)

[Camille]

Skye shrieked at the quick yank of her long, blonde tresses. Her eyes widened as she met his dark and intense glare. The sinister look he gave her caused her to shrink away from him.


"You cum when I tell you to cum. Only when I tell you. Do you understand pet?"


Another loud protest echoed throughout the room as his hand smacked her across the already reddened and sore derriere just to drive home his point.


“YES, I DO, I DO!! .” But Skye didn’t understand. She was confused and upset, not really sure what was expected of her. She did not know even the most basic of rules of a dominant and submissive relationship. Skye would have agreed to almost anything at that very moment just to keep Steve from spanking her again.. “I do understand”, she tearfully added, trying hard to speak in a calm manner although her voice cracked and wavered.


Shivers raced up and down her spine as Steve kissed her. She whimpered beneath his scalding lips, mostly out of sheer frustration. Skye had not meant to anger Steve, but she had no understanding of what it meant to be owned, or what it meant to relinquish all control to another. She gasped as he removed the nipple clamps, his lips and fingers gently massaging the swollen nubs, wincing at the fierce pain pulsating throughout each one as the blood began to rush back into the puckered flesh. After the ankle restraints were removed, she knelt as Steve told her to do. She held her position as he fastened a collar around her, the soft leather fitting snugly around the slim column of her neck.


"You belong to me pet. Completely and totally. Now thank Tony for being generous with your bill."


She wanted to say much more to Steve’s boss, but she knew better than to try. Screaming obscenities and telling him to “fuck off” would not have been in her best interest. Instead, she took a long draw of breath before slowing exhaling.


“Thank you.” Her eyes darted over to Steve, then back to his boss. She had regained some calmness to her voice, and proceeded more confidently. “I appreciate all that you’ve done to help me. I won’t be late again with the money!”

 

[Strmas]

"Whether your Steve's little pet or not slut, next time your late you'll answer to me." said Tony, drinking in the sight of the naked girl. "Sooner or later", he thought, " I will will enjoy teaching the little whore a rea; lesson". But Steve was the best manager the club ever had, so Tony had to at least pretend he was ok with the girl being owned by Steve. For now, anyway.

He opened a small draw in his desk and drew out a small silver leash and tossed it over to Steve.

"Another little present but remember Steve, she messes up and it's on you!"

Steve snapped the leash on the ring in the center ring on her collar, "Don't worry Tony, she'll never be short or late again. she's going to be the best behaved little puppy in the city". He turned and started toward the elevator, keeping Skye at his side by tugging gently on the leash. Naked, hands still tied behind her, he gave Skye little choice but to follow.

"I'll send someone up to collect her things later", he said pushing the button for the elevator, "she won't be needing any clothes for awhile".

The doors opened and stepped into the elevator and gently pulled Skye in behind him. Instead of pushing the button for the casino floor he pressed 3, the floor above the casino. The doors slid shut and they began to descend. He pulled her close to him with the leash, then with one hand cradling her head he kissed her deeply on her lips. his other hand touched her naked thigh and began to slowly slide up, in-between her legs forcing them gently but firmly apart. He kissed deeper, harder, probing her mouth, his weight forcing her back until her bound hands pressed against the elevator wall. As his tongue probed her mouth deeper his fingers gently opened her lips and began to explore her inner essence.

The doors opened, a couple waiting for the elevator gave out a little gasp at the sight of them. Steve slowly untwined himself and led her out of the elevator giving the couple a wolfish grin. Steve led Skye down the short hallway stopping in front of room 202. he typed in a code on the door's keypad and then led her into his suite.

The door had barely shut behind them before his hands were softly stroking her again, one between her legs the other slowly up her belly to her nipples and back. he looked into her eyes, not trying to hide the hunger that burned inside him. He whispered in her ear, "Now my little pet. your new life begins."

 

[Camille]

Steve’s comments to Tony made it pretty evident that Skye wasn’t going home anytime soon. She followed him onto the elevator, completely nude, her hands still bound behind her. Her backside was a fire-engine red, painfully sore and tender, with a few faint bruises starting to appear at the surface. She thought she had endured her punishment quite well, but was certainly relieved that it was finally over. Or was it? She couldn’t help but worry what the rest of the afternoon would bring to her. After all, Skye didn’t really know that much about Steve. She had known him only in the capacity of a casino/hotel manager, extending her the VIP treatment each time she visited the Dionysus. He made certain her every need and every whim was met as she played at their tables. Steve Craseri was charming and very handsome, the two qualities not going unnoticed by Skye. She always enjoyed seeing him and had developed a bit of a secret crush on him very early on. But she suspected there might be a hidden side to him, something that wasn’t obvious on the surface. And now she knew what it was.


As for his boss, Skye was relieved when Steve ushered her out and away from him. She saw the danger in Tony's glare as the lecherous man threatened her once more if she was ever late with his money again. She vowed silently to never allow herself to be at odds with the bastard. She would come up with a plan on how to get her hands on some cash, and quick.


Steve's kiss left Skye weak and panting for more as they rode the elevator down to the third floor. She squirmed as his hands explored her body, touching her, stroking her. Too soon, the doors opened and once again, Steve led her out with a soft tug on her chain. Skye tried to ignore the couple standing nearby with their mouths gaped open. She knew she must look a site: buck naked, wearing a dog collar and leash, her ass crimson red with Steve’s hand prints.


She had no idea if room 202 was his place or not. She was just glad to be out of the hallway and on the other side of the door as Steve brought her into the suite and closed the door behind them. Immediately, he began to caress and stroke her again, bringing a moan from her lips as his words hotly bathed her ear.


“Now, my little pet. your new life begins.”


She wanted so much to be able to wrap her arms around him as he began to fondle and touch her again. After what she had been through, his gentle, but urgent touch, was a healing agent to her body and soul. Steve had her backed up to the wall, his hands everywhere, building a raging inferno inside of Skye. She could see the animalistic lust in his eyes, a desire that was only matched by the one he had built up inside of her. She felt the juices dripping from her pussy, the scent of her own arousal filling the small gap between them. She whispered back into his ear, “Please, please uncuff me.” She kissed him below one earlobe, licking the salty flesh, and continued to beg of him. “Please, Steve! I have to touch you!” She then bit down on his earlobe, a firm bite, her emotions raw and her desire running on TILT!

 

[Strmas]

Hunger, more than conscience thought guided Steve's actions as he breathed and whispered in her ear, then he felt her sink her teeth into his earlobe and the Need surged even stringer. Even with his conscience mind exerting less and less control over his body, Steve knew exactly what he wanted to do. The first time would determine the shape of all things that came after and he had no intention in allowing her to think she had even the smallest voice in her fate.

He effortlessly swept her up off her feet into his arms, his lips finding hers again as he carried her over to the bed. He sat her on the bed and with a quick flick of his fingers released the clasp holding her hands behind her but he made no move to remove the wrist restraints themselves. The cuffs remained snuggly on her wrists just simply not connected, for the moment. He gently but firmly pushed her down on her back. As her arms came about in front of her he quickly took both her wrists and pinned them together in the grasp of his left hand. Steve half sat half reclined in the bed next to her, shifting his left hand so that it was above her head, stretching her arms so they were fully extended with her hands over her head locked in Steve's iron grip.

His right hand gently cupped her face and he leaned toward her so their eyes were only inches apart. He gently stroked her face letting his breath fall warmly on her face. Slowly his right hand began to slide down touching her neck, then trailing a line across her chest, then her breast, he took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and slowly twirled it, putting just enough pressure to let her feel the pinch.
After playing with her nipple for awhile he began to let his hand resume his slow sensuous journey south. "You belong to me, my pet."He whispered into her ear, left hand still holding her hands immobile above her while his other hand now caressed her soft belly, moving in circular swirls, fingertips just barely touching her skin, his touch not much more than a whisper. "Mine body and soul", his breath warm in her ear,, his hand now below her navel, moving in widening spirals, running all the way up to just below her breasts to all the way down so his fingers touched the very top of her mound. "No limits, mine completely and totally", his words more like a whisper of fire then human voice, his fingers slid across the wet, swollen outer lips of her sex with just enough pressure to make them part but not enough to let them penetrate, "You are my property and you will Obey, Serve and please me", the fire whispered in her ear.

"Spread your legs my pet", whispered the fire and then his mouth was on her nipples sucking it into his mouth, engulfing it, as the tempo on his fingers increased.

 

[Camille]

His every kiss and every touch drew a more urgent and much stronger reaction each time. Skye whimpered and groaned as his fingertips traced along the contours of her lush body. The lingering caresses he trailed across her neck and shoulders brought delirious shivers up and down her nude form. Her heartbeat pounded ferociously inside her chest, and the sound of her rapid breaths filled the space of the room. Skye had begged Steve to remove the cuffs from her wrists, but he only unhooked them before pulling her arms high above her head, holding her wrists secure within his big, strong hand.


Oh, how she ached to touch him; to run her hands over his hard, sexy body. She lay there on the bed looking up at him, her eyes filled with lust and desire, wanting to feel his body cover hers completely. She wanted to have his bare chest pressed tightly against her own. Skye could even see the outline of his own desire bulging beneath the zipper of his trousers, and she pulled against his hand, wiggling her fingers, trying desperately to slip her hands from his iron-like grasp. But he held her firm. She whimpered like a child as he continued to deny her access to him. She needed to hold him in her hand, to lovingly caress and stroke that part of him, needing and wanting to make him feel as good as he was making her feel. But he held her steady while he continued to tease and tantalize her with his other hand.


The soft swell of her tummy quivered as the caresses continued. She shuddered breathlessly at his words as they brushed hotly against her ear. She felt the power and passion in each and every syllable that was spoken. She was still so very new to this world he was introducing her to, but she was quickly learning what it felt like to be totally under the control of another. To be his.


"You belong to me, my pet” His, body and soul. "No limits, mine completely and totally.” His property.


Skye answered him back with a weak “yes”, her breath catching as his fingers found her dampened slit, his exploring digits probing the tender folds of her pussy as if to accentuate the words, “you will obey, serve and please me.”




With her legs splayed out shamelessly before him, her hips bucked beneath his hand as he stroked and massaged her moist center. She was totally on display for his viewing pleasure. Skye swore under her breath as Steve’s warm, wet mouth close possessively around one pink nipple. Her pleasure had quickly built and she was very close to that point of no return. Her body was surrendering to his mouth and his fingers that now skillfully teased and taunted her heated flesh. Unfortunately for her, Skye had already forgotten the painful lesson she was given only moments earlier. She was about to cum without gaining her owner’s permission.


“Ohhh Steve….” Her body throbbed as he increased his tempo, her head rolling from side to side against the bedding as she rocked her hips harder and faster against his hand. “You’re going…to make…me cummmm!”

 

[Strmas]

With a sudden savageness his left hand shot up and grasp her hair, tightly pulling her head back and suddenly his eyes were only inches from hers again.

"You cum when I tell you slut!", he said in a fierce voice, "And I am NOT ready to release you yet my pet. You will have to earn that gift!" Then his mouth covered hers his tongue probing her wet mouth as the fire burned in his brain. He let go of her hair and reattached the fastener on her wrist restraints and with one fluid motion attached a elastic cord from the bed frame to them, pulling Skye's wrist taut over her head.

With both his hands free and Skye once more bound and helpless he began to slowly explore her in more detail. His breath was hot in her ear as both hands began their slow exploration, touching her neck, then shoulders and then his fingertips were lightly rubbing her breasts, seeming to test every square inch of her hard erect nipples. his mouth trailed slow kisses down her neck, his tongue avorng the taste of her flesh as he slowly shifted his body lower.

Steve felt Skye's body tremble and knew she could not delay her orgasm much longer, he needed to slow her down and still build the heat inside her. When he finally allowed her to climax he intended it to be an experience she never forgot. His head moved to her abdomen and he kissed her soft belly gently. He disengaged and stood up looking down on her as he gently stroked the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. Then he unbuttoned his shirt, removed it and tossed it on the floor.

He reached under the bed and picked up a long flexible piece of elastic cord and grabbing Skye's thighs he pulled her legs up, pushing her thighs together at the same time pulling her feet up so her legs bent at the knees. With a quick practiced twirl he wrapped the cord around her thighs, tying her legs tight together half way between her knees and hips, trussing her up like a calf.

His large left hand encircled both her ankles and he pulled her ankles gently but firmly toward her breasts, exposing her bottom and her swollen lips to him. He sat on the edge of the bed, shifting his weight so he laid across her, his side now pinning the backside of her thighs pushing her legs higher. he relished the feel of her legs against his bare skin as he began to gently strum the exposed drenched lips. With her knees forced tightly closed only her swollen outer lips were exposed, e played his fingers slowly up and down her slit, running from the tip of her anus all the way up to the very edge where her pussy lips merged with her crotch. back and forth he ran his fingers, slowly, like he was playing a guitar. Slowly his head lowered until he knew she could feel his breath on her pussy. Then his tongue began to lick and tease at those swollen lips, pushing, forcing them to spread as much as they could while being cruel clamped shut by her knees. He knew the heat would build unbearably within her cunt, driving her mad. His tongue pushed and caressed at the edge of her crease, trying to push its way to her clit.

He played with her, slowly increasing the tempo until he felt her body trembling, the climax trying to push its way out and he would slow and move his attention to her legs, forcing her body to slow down as he stroked and kissed her legs. once he felt her begin to calm he started on her pussy and bottom again, stroking her, petting her, almost but not quite penetrating her. kissing and licking her closed pussy until he felt her body quicken and buck again and again he would slow.

After repeatedly driving her to the edge and then making her back off time and time again. He stopped and released the cords. With her feet still up close to her breast he spead her wide open. his hand resting on her soaking sex, he looked up between her legs.
"Tell me what you are, pet and beg. And I mean beg slut." his hand pressed on her sex, just touching her clit as he waited.

 

[Camille]

That which Skye had momentarily forgotten was quickly brought back to her memory. She flinched and shrieked loudly at the violent tug upon her hair, the jolt bringing her out of the lust-filled fog that had enveloped most of her senses. She flinched at the pair of dark, penetrating eyes that loomed above her, his warm breath fanning her face as he sternly told her she would not cum until he told her she could.


"And I am NOT ready to release you yet my pet. You will have to earn that gift!"


It was beginning to settle in on Skye that none of this was a mere game to Steve. What had transpired earlier that afternoon in the house while his boss looked on was not a one trick pony show. Steve was serious about all of it. Skye had wrongly assumed that once they were alone, he would become less strict and controlling with her, giving her a little more freedom to be herself. Now, along with the all the other emotions she was feeling, Skye held some fear as to what might happen if she disappointed or disobeyed him. Would he punish her again if she didn’t do exactly as he told her to? Would her own stubbornness cause her to suffer more painful consequences?


The crushing kiss he had given Skye did nothing to squelch her desire, it only inflamed it. While his tongue speared forcefully into her mouth, she pushed against it with her own, licking and swirling hotly around the insistent invader while their lips locked in a heated exchange of oral fluids.


Before she could know what was happening, Skye’s hands were locked together once again, her arms stretched high and above, secured to the frame of the bed. A string of obscenities flew from her lips as soon as she saw what he had done, her passion and frustration burning deeply within the beautiful azure eyes.


“You sick bastard! You sick, FUCKING bastard!” She tugged on the cords, but they held fast. “Untie me now, you sonofa…!!” Pursing her lips tightly, she was preparing to lash out again until she felt his hands back on her silken flesh, moving sensuously along her neck and chest, his soft lips trailing not far behind, kissing her in a most erotic way. She arched her back and bit down hard on her bottom lip, watching him through half-closed lids while he kept moving lower still, sending a quiver across her belly. A whimper spilled from her lips as she pleaded softly with him this time. “Please, Steve…please, noooo!” She was terrified she would cum before he told her to if he continued to kiss and touch her so intimately, so perfectly. She breathed a sigh of relief when he finally stood and began to retrieve something from under the bed.


In a matter of seconds, Skye found herself doubled over; her legs hoisted and cinched up while he folded them back toward her body. She could feel the weight of him across the back of her thighs, holding her steady, rendering her completely immobile and totally at his mercy. A deep groan rumbled throughout her chest as his hands resumed their exploration of her sweet, aching flesh. He was teasing her, stroking her, petting her, and probing her. He rubbed the pink, glistening lips of her smooth pussy with long, unhurried strokes. Skye felt she would go insane with the teasing, the touching, the building, and then the denying of her release. Over and over again. Skye sobbed when she felt his mouth replace his fingers on her throbbing sex. She thought his lips and tongue would surely push her past the brink, perhaps even ushering her into some level of unconsciousness as her breathing would shallow and become more erratic with each lap and swirl of his tongue against her swollen clit. And then it would all abruptly stop. Just when she felt herself about to explode, he would move to kiss her legs and thighs, bringing another sob from her trembling lips. Over and over again he teased her until mercifully, he removed the cords from her legs and spread them wide open, his hand resting against her clit. Her limbs trembled and her sweat soaked body felt like it was on fire. She was so close to cumming that it was difficult to focus in on his voice and to hear his words.


"Tell me what you are, pet and beg. And I mean beg slut!”


She wet her parched lips with the tip of her tongue, trying hard to form the words that she knew he wanted to hear.

“I’m yours, Sir.” Another sob tore from her quivering lips, the tears streaming down either side of her face and dripping onto the bedding. Her body was now shivering and she thought she was not going to be able to hold back the waves that threatened to crash over her. She cried as she continued. “I’m your slut, Sir. Please, please….please.” Another sob wracked her body. “Can your slut please cum, Sir? PLEASE!! FUCK!!!”

 

[Strmas]

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Keeping her legs up and her feet close to her chest so her bottom and pussy remained completely exposed, Steve delivered a hard sudden smack on her helpless right cheek.

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S M A C K!!!

"We will deal with that disrespectful mouth later, slut", he said, not bothering to hide an evil smile.

His fingers began their slow strumming of her pussy slit but each stroke now pushed far enough for his fingertips to dip into her soaking wet cunt. He let her mind try and reconcile the sensation of his probing fingers, the slowly fading vibration of the hard slap on her bottom and his words telling her she would answer for any outburst. Skye would learn many things before this day ws over. He gradually built up his tempo again, his fingers on his right hand handling her sex rougher and faster and finding her clit every few seconds he would concentrate building her hunger to an unsustainable level.

He leaned over her again, shifting so his body was between her spread raised legs. if her hands were unbound he would have made her grasp her ankles and spread herself more for him but there was no time to release her, she was too close too the edge to pause for even a second now. he bent over so his broad shoulders pined her legs forcing them wider and pushing her feet further over her head into a position of complete exposure.

His tongue lapped at the juices pouring from her soaking pussy as his fingers spread her lips, opening her fully to his tongue. His tongue flicked and teased her swollen clit as his fingers pulled her lips further open, pinching the delicate swollen flesh.

Her entire body was shaking, trembling. The taste and smell of her encompassed him completely. This was his property, HIS. He knew deep in her soul she knew, she now understood what it meant to be owned. He felt her moving to the very edge of her orgasm.

"Now show me what a slut you are, pet. CUM as my property", he shouted letting the animal free from inside him.

He growled deep as his fingers plunged deep into her cunt, fingers pistoning in and out of her pussy as his tongue licked and sucked her clit. His left hand reached down and spread her ass cheeks while the index, middle, and ring finger of his right hand continued to fuck her cunt, deeper and harder. His right thumb began to press down, slowly slipping into her anus as caught her clit between his teeth, biting even as his tongue widely danced over it and his fingers fucked her deep and hard.

 

[Camille]

Skye

Skye was barely holding on, struggling with the urge to let go and give in to the rising wave of pleasure that was dangerously close to breaking free. She knew her body would betray her (and him) if she wasn’t given permission to cum very soon. The desire was too strong, the feelings too intense. She was helpless lying there. He controlled every inch of her body.


She did feel the sting of his hand as she was corrected for the out lash of obscenities. With a loud cry, she turned her face inward to the inside of one arm, biting down on her own soft flesh in an effort to distract herself from the teasing and torment Steve was administering to her pussy and clit and ass. She growled, uttering another naughty word between clenched teeth, the muffled word seemingly undetected by Steve.


The feelings he stirred up inside of Skye was unlike anything she could have ever imagined. Yes, she had wanted to be taken by Steve, to be ravished by him, and to have her every desire satiated by the man. And yes, she was given all those things, but so much more. She was consumed by his touch. His fingers and tongue began to stroke and lick at her womanhood like a man possessed. It was as if every touch, every stroke, and every lap of his tongue was chanting, “Mine! Mine! Mine!” She was his.


"Now show me what a slut you are, pet. CUM as my property.”


The orgasm he triggered brought Skye to a shattering explosion! Her back arched and her body jerked wildly as the nerves fired off. Over and over, her body convulsed and quaked. Her muscles contracted as he continued to work her over with his mouth and fingers. Faintly, she heard herself cry out, the blood pounding hard in her ears. He held her down while he continued to suck on her clit and ram his fingers in and out of her tight, wet pussy. She cried out, her voice cracking as she half sobbed.

“I’m yours! I’m yours! I…I am YOUR SLUT!”


Her orgasm intensified under his relentless actions. It took several moments before she felt herself slowly come down from the climax, the waves of pleasure fading and slipping away. She was breathing hard and trembling softly beneath him.


“Please Steve, will you fuck me now? I need to be fucked so hard!"

 

[Strmas]

He felt her entire body exploding, convulsing in the wake of her orgasm. He shift back up to a half sitting, half reclining position, so he could look into her face as he still kept gently stroking her pulsating, over sensitive lips. He had no intention of letting her cool down.

"You serve me, pet. You do what I want. The ONLY thing that matters is obeying me, serving me, and pleasing me.", he said softly, rubbing her pussy slightly harder, making the waves begin to build again.

"Whenever you disobey me or displease me, I will punish you. As I will punish you for every naughty word you just said.", he gently inserted two fingers deep inside her soaked cunt and began slowly stroking inside her, "But first you have a lot of work to do pet. You need to earn the right to please me."

He slowly withdrew his two fingers and moved them up to her mouth. he pushed them into her mouth, stroking her soft tongue deep in her mouth, making her taste herself. His other hand reached up and unlocked her cuffs freeing her hands.

Keeping his fingers in her mouth he gently but firmly pulled her up closer to him then he stood up, towering over her as she sat on the edge of the bed, with his fingers still in her soft wet mouth. His other hnd grabbed her thick hair and firmly tugged her toward the floor, "On your knees pet", he said in a deep low voice as he guided her to a kneeling position in front of him.

His dark eyes burned as he looked directly into the eyes of the girl kneeling before him, "Listen very closely pet because any repeats will earn you welts." He gently stroked her hair with one hand as he caressed the inside of her mouth with his other fingers.

"Put your hands behind our back, keep them there and spread your knees wider. Unless I tell you otherwise your hands always belong behind your back and your knees are spread keeping your pussy open for me at all times."

He petted her soft hair still looking deep in her eyes, "You are now going to undress me, only using your mouth. You'll start at my shoes, untie and remove them. And then remove everything else without ever taking your hands from behind your back. Then You will kneel down and kiss my feet and beg for permission to please me."

He pulled his fingers from her mouth. "Now begin, slave."

 

[Camille]

Steve’s fingers continued to explore and delve between the cum slickened folds, making it incredibly difficult for Skye to remain focused on his words. She was still reeling from the mind blowing orgasm he had just given her and she could feel her body starting to respond to his touch once more. She was disappointed that he was not going to use his cock on her right away, but she tried not to show it outwardly. Skye was determined to follow his every wish and command. She was eager to show him what a good pet she was going to be.


She whimpered softly when she felt his probing fingers suddenly retreat. As he brought them up and gently pushed them past her lips, Skye closed her mouth slowly over the warm, wet offering. Her tongue swirled sensually around the coated digits, cleaning them of her own juices. The kinky gesture made her feel wickedly naughty and very good at the same time. She had tasted her pussy before, but this time, the experience was most intense, most erotic. She found her cum to be tangy and a bit salty, and yet, the way they looked at one another, Steve’s dark eyes penetrating deeply into her own as he fed her, couldn’t have been any sweeter.


Following his commands, Skye was brought quickly to her knees. She knelt there at his feet, her hands folded loosely behind her back as he had instructed, with both of her legs spread widely apart. She looked up at the tall, powerful man who stood over her, his voice stern but steady.


"You are now going to undress me, only using your mouth. You'll start at my shoes, untie and remove them. And then remove everything else without ever taking your hands from behind your back. Then You will kneel down and kiss my feet and beg for permission to please me. Now begin, slave"



It was the first time she had heard him use the word, slave. Slave. It didn’t register as something bad, although in Skye’s previous knowledge of the word, it was never something she could have ever dreamed of being. But this was her new life now. She was a slave. His slave, to do just as he told her to without questioning, without any hesitancy.


Skye leaned forward, still kneeling there against her haunches, beginning to work on his shoelaces by pulling at the dark strings with her teeth. She was uncertain how she was going to fully undress him using only her mouth, but she was determined. She carefully untied each shoe, using her tongue to loosen up the strings. She didn’t ask Steve for any assistance, but was grateful when he suddenly shifted his weight to one side, lifting his foot up so she could bite down at the back of the heel and coax the leather shoe from his foot. One at a time, she removed each shoe and placed them over onto the floor, sitting them neatly side by side where they wouldn't be in their way. She leaned back over again and began to gently urge his socks downward, beginning at just above the ankle, her teeth tugging at the soft silk, hoping not to tear or make a hole in the finely woven material. She brought the sock gently around to the back of his heel before moving to the toe and clamping down firmly on the space between the big toe and second toe, tugging gently until the garment was completely free. She removed the other sock in the same fashion, the muscles in her neck beginning to cramp and ache at the painstaking efforts it took to get him barefoot. She paused for a moment, returning to her kneeling position, hesitant to bring her eyes up to look at him. But she did. She had a twist of worry on her face, but she she gave him a forced smile and then spoke with a half giggle.

"This isn't easy, Sir. But I'm doing my best." She didn't want to cry or to seem weak, but she was fighting hard not to give in to her emotions.

 

[Strmas]

He smiled gently down at her, stroking her silky hair as she looked up at him, "It isn't meant to be easy, my pet. It is meant to help you learn what you are, easy things cannot do that."

His hand slid down and cupped her face, keeping her eyes turned up and looking into his. "Being in this position, the taste of my things in your mouth, the memory of submitting to being punished, the sensation of your body responding to my touch. These are all lessons revealing to your mind what your body has always known, what you are, where you belong."

He stroked her hair again for a few moments. "You are doing fine my pet. Just listen to the lessons your body is revealing. Continue."

 

[Camille]

His words of encouragement were all that was needed for Skye to continue the task at hand. She took a deep, cleansing breath, nodding to him as she gave him a warm, relieved smile. “Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir”.


She reared up on her knees to reach the fly of his trousers with her lips. After nudging them open, she found the metal tab zipper and began dragging it downward, the teeth of the zipper separating ever so slowly as it took her three tries to successfully unzip him. Skye felt his manhood twitch beneath her lips and chin, her warm breath bathing him through the material of his clothing. She smiled to herself knowing that her hard work wasn’t going unnoticed.


She struggled to get his pants down, nudging them first down one side, then the other to get them past his butt. Once she got them all the way down to his ankles, she waited as he stepped out of each leg, allowing her to gather the discarded pants with her mouth and dropping them over to the side. Moving back up to his waist, Skye began anew with his boxers, her wet mouth rubbing against him as she slid them down inch by inch. His rigid cock sprang forth just as she tugged the waistband over him, the tip of his rod grazing her soft cheek as it swayed heavily in front of her face. It was hard for Skye to keep her eyes off of his size, forcing herself to continue with working the garment on down over his hips and thighs. Images of him pushing his cock in and out between her soft lips made her pussy throb again and her mouth water. She was eager to please him in that way, but he was teaching her patience, something she wasn’t use to having.


With his boxers removed and tossed over onto the growing pile of clothing, Skye sat back on her heels, taking a quick moment to admire the well toned and well endowed physique that stood there before her. She blushed hotly when she found him smirking down at her, watching her as she drank in his manly form. She frowned slightly, trying to remember the rest of his instructions.


“Oh!” she uttered more to herself than to him. She suddenly remembered what she was to do after she had disrobed him. Skye leaned back down to place a soft kiss on the top of each foot. Before, Skye had never particularly liked the idea of touching another person's feet, and certainly she would have never have thought about kissing them. But the man who stood before her was teaching her things about herself that she could have never dreamed possible. She was willing to do just about anything to please him, to be with him, to be his. She sat back once again, feeling quite pleased with herself and for her accomplishment of getting him naked. She smiled.


“May I please you now, Sir?” She watched the expression on his face, not sure what he was thinking as he regarded her.


“Please Sir? Can I…" She hesitated before continuing, her eyebrows lifted in an inquisitive way. "...can I use my mouth on you?”

 

[Strmas]

<His words of encouragement were all that was needed for Skye to continue the task at hand. She took a deep, cleansing breath, nodding to him as she gave him a warm, relieved smile. “Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir”.>

“Very good, slave. Keep going”, he said, patting her head gently. He very rarely used the name Skye anymore, addressing her as pet, slave or even slut. Letting her begin to internalize what she was, who she was becoming. When he played with her he could feel her body reacting, even here with him only touching her head and hair he could sense her body responding as his was reacting to her. It took every ounce of his control to keep from grabbing her and throwing her on the bed and ravish her. He could feel his cock pulsing, straining to reach her but he was not here to simply take pleasure from her lithe, luscious body. He intended to own her, possess her, and take her not just today, or next week but for her to be his pet for all time. And for that, he needed his control.

He petted her as she turned her attention to his trousers. “Good girl”, he crooned, he let his fingers sweep down her head and begin to caress the back of her neck as her mouth moved to work the fastener free opening his pants. He rubbed up and down her spine as she started working the pants down, maneuvering them past his engorged hard-on as she neared the end of her task. The pants fell to the floor and she pulled them free.

< Moving back up to his waist, Skye began anew with his boxers, her wet mouth rubbing against him as she slid them down inch by inch. It was hard for Skye to keep her eyes off of his size, forcing herself to continue with working the garment on down over his hips and thighs.>

As his cock sprung free, inches from her face, Steve was unable to completely suppress a half groan, half growl that escaped from deep within him. It took all of his will power to keep from shoving his throbbing cock into that soft, wet, luscious mouth that called to him. He desperately wanted to feel the inside of her mouth, to feel her tongue caressing him but he forced himself to concentrate.

<“Please Sir? Can I…" She hesitated before continuing, her eyebrows lifted in an inquisitive way. "...can I use my mouth on you?”>

It was hard to even hear her words, his blood felt like a freight train screaming in his ears. Was it possible to have a heart attack from wanting something so much? He savagely forced his desires back down regaining control of himself as he looked down on the beauty before him.

"You will serve and please me with your mouth my pet", he said in a voice low and deep, "your tongue, your pussy, your ass, with every cell in your body, with every piece of your mind will serve, obey and please me."

His eyes bore down, fixing her eyes with his. "Now my pet", more of growl then a voice, "You will slowly bring your tongue up my leg, inch by inch, I want to feel that soft tongue stretched on my skin as you move higher, slowly, and taste every inch of me. Then when you reach my cock you will take every inch of me."

 

[Camille]

The raw emotion she saw in Steve’s eyes was mirrored by her own. His words were intoxicating and she throbbed with excitement. Good girl. She would never tire of hearing him say those two words to her. She knew when he said them, she was pleasing him. She felt her body sway each time he touched her and she struggled to remain still while kneeling there at his feet. She badly wanted to put her hands on him, to touch him. Yes, she wanted to please him with her mouth, her tongue, her pussy, her ass, her EVERYTHING. He had brought out desires that she had never known before. She was hungry to feel him deep inside of her. But for now, he was hungry for something else.


"You will slowly bring your tongue up my leg, inch by inch, I want to feel that soft tongue stretched on my skin as you move higher, slowly, and taste every inch of me. Then when you reach my cock you will take every inch of me."


She smiled soflty. “Yes, Sir.” And then with a slightly bigger smile, she added rather coyly, “ With pleasure, Sir.” Bending over at the waist, Skye lowered her mouth to the top of his feet, giving each one a feather soft kiss before pressing her tongue flat against the skin. Her warm, wet tongue quivered between her lips as she began to trace along a vein that ran just beneath the surface. She brushed her tongue higher up his leg, leaving behind a glistening trail of saliva as she licked up to his knee, stopping only long enough to re-wet her tongue, tasting the saltiness of his warm skin. A bit of drool seeped from her lips and rolled down her chin as she grazed higher and higher, eager to reach the prize that awaited her at the juncture of his thighs. She first lapped beneath his shaft, tasting his balls, her tongue slithering and lapping around each one thoroughly before finally dragging her tongue up the full length of his cock. Her skillful tongue carefully scooped up the clear fluid that had beaded there at the very tip, moaning as she brought it back to her mouth to taste his juices for the first time. She could just imagine how yummy the rest of it would taste. She looked up and gave Steve a playful smile.


“Then when you reach my cock you will take every inch of me."


Without taking her eyes off of his, she parted her lips and took the head of his cock inside her warm, wet mouth. Her satin lips slid along his shaft slowly, taking him inch by inch, until finally she felt his swollen head pushing at the back of her throat. She gagged and lurched a bit, her face reddening as her eyes began to water. She continued to look up at him, her breath suddenly cut off by his size lodged in her throat. She pushed her face harder towards him, and felt him slip a bit deeper in her neck. She stuck her tongue out, trying to lick at his balls, and it brought another bout of coughing and gagging, her throat constricting tightly around his hard cock. Thick ropes of saliva oozed from the corners of her mouth as she held him deep inside of her mouth, waiting…waiting for those two words.

 

[Strmas]

<. “Yes, Sir.” And then with a slightly bigger smile, she added rather coyly, “ With pleasure, Sir.”>

He watched Skye bend over and lower her mouth to his feet. He smiled with undisguised pleasure as she kissed each of his feet without being told. A low mix between a growl and a groan escaped his lips as her tongue began to lick his leg.

<Her warm, wet tongue quivered between her lips as she began to trace along a vein that ran just beneath the surface.>

He reach down and gently petted her head as she slowly moved up his leg until she reached his balls. As she begins to lick the full length of his cock his breathe comes in a ragged gasps as he forces himself to wait, resisting the urge to thrust his cock into that wet delectable mouth, knowing he needed to let her give herself to him, taking her would come soon enough but first he needed the surrender.

<Without taking her eyes off of his, she parted her lips and took the head of his cock inside her warm, wet mouth.>

A deeper growl escaped his throat as he felt her push herself fully on his thick, swollen cock. He heard her coughing and gagging but, he proudly saw, she wouldn't back off, she was showing how completely she belonged to her, how she was his.

The urge to grab her hair and force her to take the head of his cock down her throat was over whelming but he did not give in to it. She must give herself to him, surrender, submit fully to him as she had to no man before.

<Thick ropes of saliva oozed from the corners of her mouth as she held him deep inside of her mouth>

He kept his hands off her hair forcing her to take him fully on her own, gag herself to please him, serve him, obey him.
"Good girl", he growled as he grabbed her hair and pulled her up off her knees to her feet. The fire raged in his brain and his cock, gentle was a concept that did not exist in this moment. Pulling her completely to her feet he savagely kissed her, sinking his tongue deep in her mouth, tasting the drool that was still on her mouth from handling his cock.

He grabbed and picked her up in his strong arms and spun her around so he faced the bed. he threw her onto the bed and moved quickly to the edge. He grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs up and back, spreading her wide open for him.

"Grab your ankles, slut", he growled as his mouth dove onto her soaking wet pussy. He began to lick her, thrusting inside her cunt with his tongue as his fingers spread her lips wide, opening her completely to him.

"Spread wider slut", he ordered and then he shifted so his weight fell on his knees and the backside of her legs forcing them up to her head and spreading her even wider for him. he moved so he was right over her face looking into her eyes, his cock suspended at the very edge of her stretched pussy. "Now my little pet, BEG!"

 

[Camille]

Skye thought she would explode into another orgasm just from his powerful kiss alone. His kisses seemed to have an immediate effect on her. She groaned as his tongue plunged deeply into her mouth, making her ache that much more for him.


Breathless from his kiss, she whimpered as he hurled her onto her back, her legs spread and doubled back towards her chest. Skye quickly grabbed both ankles as she was instructed, holding them splayed wide for him as he moved in between. Her upper body shot up off the bed when his hot mouth dove into her soaking, wet pussy. Her back arched and she cried out the moment his tongue made contact. She thought she would die from the intense pleasure of his oral caresses. Steve lapped and plunged hotly into her soft folds bringing her to point of no return. But she hung on, determined not to cum unless he gave her permission to.


Her legs were beginning to shake and her body grew weaker as she lay there surrendering to his wicked lips and thirsting tongue. She held on tightly to her ankles, her body feeling as though it was on fire, threatening to consume her and leave her as only a pile of ashes if he kept up with the sweet torture. She felt the bed give when Steve finally climbed up between her legs and moved along her body, his handsome face coming only an inch away from hers.


"Now my little pet, BEG!"


She wept, the moment so intense, her climax at the threshold of bursting free. She fought hard to hold on, to keep it from spilling over before she was allowed to cum. She arched her pelvis and flexed her hips, needing to make contact with his cock, the velvety tip slightly grazing over her clit as she did. It made it throb all that much harder.


“Please Sir, fuck me.” She was delirious with need. She screamed up into his face, “PLEASE FUCK MY PUSSY, STEVE!” A wailing sob tore from her trembling lips, her chest heaving as she lay there beneath him panting for him, wanting him, needing him, hungering for him, burning for him, aching for him. But most of all, she was completely surrendering to him.


“Please.” Even her eyes, filled darkly with desire and passion, pleaded and begged Steve to end her torment. Her voice cracked. “Please, Sir. I need you…inside of me…please?”

 

[Strmas]

<“Please.” Even her eyes, filled darkly with desire and passion, pleaded and begged Steve to end her torment. Her voice cracked. “Please, Sir. I need you…inside of me…please?”>

Still standing between her legs, Steve allowed his weight to press down slightly more on the back of Skye legs, pushing her feet higher and spreading her cunt even wide. He moved back and forth, letting the tip of his hard cock rub up and down the outer edges of her pussy. Finally he began to slowly thrust his pelvis forward, feeling the head of his cock spreading her lips wider. With one hand he grabbed a handful of her lush hair and pulled it hard, wanting to hear her whimper as his cock began to force its way inside of her, inch by inch, spreading her and impaling her in a slow steady push. He wanted to relish every seconds, feel every inch of her as he filled her.

Little by little he pushed deeper into her until the full head of his cock entered her and then began to slide deeper and deeper. As his manhood reached its full length inside her he thrust his fingers in her mouth. He held himself completely inside her relishing the feel of her squeezing him in all directions then he began to slowly slide back out. He rocked back gradually pulling his shaft slowly from within her until only the head remained in her. With agonizing steady pressure he withdrew completely so the tip of his cock rested on her outer lips again. Then suddenly he plunges inside her again, his cock thrusting in as his fingers probe inside her mouth, filling both holes at once. He begins to fall into a slowly increasing rhythm, thrusting fast and hard fully inside her and then with excruciating slowness pulling out of her before plunging in again. Harder and faster and somehow deeper he plunges inside her, threatening to tear her open with his massive rod while his shoulders push down, driving her feet further over her head, spreading her wider then she had ever thought possible.

He pistons harder and faster into her, his cock sinking deep and hard with every stroke while his fingers stroke the inside of her mouth.
"Now my little cunt, tell me what you are and CUM! HARD!", he growls moving at a fever pitch.

 

[Camille]

Helplessly, Skye lay there waiting and panting, her legs opened wide for him as she held onto both ankles. Her body burned for him as she watched him as he positioned himself over her. “Oh God!” She groaned in eager anticipation as his weight slowly pressed down onto her. Closing her eyes, she softly shuddered as the head of his manhood brushed against her pussy, teasing her, tracing across the glistening lips of her throbbing sex.


Gradually, she felt him begin to slide the tip of his cock between her dewy folds, her body pushing back, wanting to have more of his length inside of her. She clenched her muscles around the shaft as he began to slowly fill her, urging him to go deeper and deeper inside of her pussy. She winced when his fingers wound tightly around her long, blonde hair, jerking her head back just as he sank his entire length inside of her. He pushed his fingers deep inside her mouth and instantly, she began to suckle and lick on them. His thick cock stretched her to the hilt and she could feel her velvety walls pulsating hotly around him with each thrust. Just as her breath would start to quicken, he would ease himself back out, pausing a few seconds before thrusting fully back inside her.

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"Now my little cunt, tell me what you are and CUM! HARD!”




A wave so strong whipped across Skyes body, she thought she would surely pass out from it's raw intensity. She wanted to claw at Steve and pull him closer to her, but she could only hold her legs open as he pounded her with his need. She screamed and bucked beneath him.


“I..I ores, Thirrrrrrrr!!” She tried to tell him, but the words came out muttled as his fingers pushed deeper inside of her mouth. She bared down on them, her teeth sinking into his warm flesh as waves of pleasure racked her entire body. She thought she could faintly taste blood on her tongue, and she assumed she would be punished for biting him. Her climax was like a million bright stars bursting open above her, a brilliant white light flooded her body as she convulsed and trembled beneath him.

 

[Strmas]

He thrust even deeper into Skye as he felt her body begin to shudder and tremble about him as shockwaves shot through her body. The sensation of her sinking her teeth deep into his flesh shot his own consciousness into another level. Part of him wanted to plunge completely into her and yield completely to his animal needs of the moment but another part of him remained cool, watching the quivering young woman in the throes of orgasm, knowing that this was what he was waiting for. The next step along the path to make Skye is complete and total property.

He pulled out from her and let her legs fall down to the floor, his cock still hard and shimmering with her wetness pushing against her thigh. He drew her up to a sitting position standing between her splayed thighs, supporting her head with one hand while he gave her blond hair a quick hard pull to force her eyes to meet his and focus on him.

“I’m not even close to being done with you, pet”, he half growled half spoke to her, “You have a LONG way to go before you please me, slave.” He continue to hold/pull her hair keeping her sitting more or less upright as his other hand dropped to between her legs and began to stroke her hyper-sensitive lips before penetrating her again and beginning to twirl her swollen clit between his thumb and forefinger.
“But first it’s time to teach you some proper pet manners”, he said squeezing her clit a little harder as he rubbed it, “First that pretty little mouth of yours is going to learn when to keep its tongue still. Those little outbursts of cursing were the LAST time you will ever use those words in this building again!” He gave her clit a firm little tug to help put special emphasis on the point.

His fingers resumed their twirling motion about her clit again, “Second, those pretty teeth are for eating whatever I deem you will eat, NOT for biting the hand of your master!”, He grasped her clit again between finger and thumb in a tight vise grip and pulled harder for a moment before releasing her.

He pulled her hair up and over the edge of the bed, guiding her to the floor, “Get on your knees, slut”. Once on her knees he pulled her hair back so she was part way bent backward, looking up at him, towering over her.
“In the top right drawer in the dresser by the table there are some belts. Get one and bring it to me in your mouth.”

 

[Camille]

Skye was still panting wildly when Steve suddenly withdrew his cock from her quivering pussy. She let out a small, bewildered cry of protest as he hauled her up to sit on the edge of the bed, her blonde hair spilling over both shoulders in wild disarray.


“…it’s time to teach you some proper pet manners.”


She was not only scolded for cursing, but also for biting his hand. Her eyes widened and her body shuddered as he began applying pressure to her clit, pinching the very sensitive flesh that now glistened with her own juices. Each time he would squeeze or pull at the swollen nub, Skye would whimper and squirm frantically. She tried closing her legs against his hand, but he forced them to remain open and squeezed a little harder. The pressure of his fingers nearly took her breath away, and she cried out sharply with the last pinch, his fingers cruelly squeezing into the tender button.


Forced back down to her knees, Skye was ordered to fetch a belt. He was going to hurt her again, and that frightened her. She wasn’t sure she would be able to withstand more pain. Every nerve ending on her body was raw and vibrating. She was feeling weak and exhausted from all the intense stimulations Steve had dealt her in the last few hours. Skye thought maybe she had agreed to be something she wasn’t physically or mentally equipped for. It confused her when she was denied pleasure in one instant, but in the next, sent over the edge to ride the waves of pure ecstasy when it was his decision to give her an orgasm. And the orgasms Steve was giving to her were some of the most intense, raw. pleasurable orgasms she had ever had! It was the “Okay GO! No, STOP! Now GO! dynamics of his control that had left her head spinning, her limbs trembling, her body sore and aching, but even more importantly, her spirit broken.


No longer able to hold back the emotions, Skye’s eyes quickly pooled with tears as she looked up at him while he continued to instruct and correct her.


“In the top right drawer in the dresser by the table there are some belts. Get one and bring it to me in your mouth.”


With more of a quiet resolve than that of obedience, she closed her eyes and nodded, sending the hot tears tumbling over each cheek. Her soft voice answered him. “Yes, Sir”.


Lightly dropping on all fours, Skye crawled over to the dresser where she found the top drawer full of leather belts. There were many belts of every color, every length and every style. Using only her teeth, she moved in and retrieved a black leather strap, the width just a tad over an inch. She turned and slowly crawled back to Steve, her lithe body moving graceful and catlike across the floor. When she finally reached him, she moved back into a kneeling position, placing her hands behind her back, her knees spread widely apart, offering up the leather belt that now dangled between her quivering lips. Her cheeks were moist, stained with fresh tears as she waited there, quietly sobbing. The sound of her breath hitching fell heavy across the room. She kept her head bowed low, not wanting him to see the tears in her eyes, nor the disappointment in his. A soft shudder fell over her nude form.

 

[Strmas]

Steve felt his heart begin to race again as he watched Skye crawling back to him on all 4s with the belt hanging from her mouth. He reached down and touched her cheek, wet with hr tears, it sent his heart pounding into overdrive. Control was almost impossible, tears were one of his great weaknesses, he brought his finger up to his lips and tasted the salt from her tears. he forced his desire down, reasserting control over himself. He walked over to the desk on the other side of the room and pickd up the phone.

he spent a few minutes talking to someone in a low voice and then hung up the phone.he picked up an 18 inch wooden ruler that had been on the desk and walked back ov to where Skye was kneeling, letting the ruler lightly smack in the palm of his hand. just hard enough so she could here it. He picked up a small padded stool and placd it infront of the floor length mirror.

"come her slave", he ordered and waited as the frightened gorl crawled over to him, still on all 4's, until she was kneeling in front of the stoll facing the mirror. The sight of her own, naked body, kneeling looked back on her.

"Hands behind your back, spread your knees wide. bend over and place your chin on top of the stool", he commanded.

The position placed her so that her bottom was high up in the air and she was forced to watch herself in the mirror. Steve walked slowly behind her, gently rapping the ruer in his palm, positioned so Skye could see both herself and him in the mirror. He intended for the lesson to not only have her paddled but to see herself being paddled!

 

[Camille]

Mistakenly, Skye thought that perhaps Steve was about to show her mercy, his fingers gently stroking her face, the soft touch appearing as though he was feeling a bit of sympathy towards her and for all that she had gone through. But she quickly realized that wasn’t the case.


She struggled to stay calm as she positioned herself next to the stool, doing just as he had instructed her, clasping both hands behind her back and spreading her knees far apart. She slowly leaned forward until her chin came to rest against the cushion of the stool. Her entire body was beginning to shake uncontrollably as she waited for what was to come next. She was more than frightened. Red, swollen eyes locked into the hideous image that glared back at her in the mirror directly ahead. She thought she looked an absolute horror! Her hair was wildly disheveled. Her eyes were puffy and smeared with the dark massacre she wore. There were black streaks running haphazardly down either side of her face and her skin looked blotchy and flushed. She felt new tears well up as she stared up at herself.


She watched him come to stand behind her, his eyes boring steadfast into her own as he smacked a ruler firmly against the palm of one hand. Even though she knew her words would probably fall on deaf ears, she started to whimper and plead with him. “Please Sir…I can’t bear another spanking.” Her backside was already covered in welts and bruises. She didn’t know how she would be able to hide the markings from her husband, nor explain them to him should he actually see them.


“I’m sorry I said those things, Sir. I won’t do it ever again. I promise! Please, just don’t hurt me again.” She continued to sob, making it harder for her to maintain her composure. She closed her eyes, not wanting to look at herself in the mirror.

 

[Strmas]

Steve reached down and began to stroke Skye's spread lips, letting his fingers slip into her wetness while gazing at the reflection of her fully exposed in the mirror before him.

"You are the most enchanting creature I have ever see", he said in a low deep voice.

"But understand VERY clearly my little pet. No matter how much you mean to me I WILL punish you whenever you disobey or displease me."

He slightly picked up the pace of rubbing her, letting his fingers slide deeper into her and then he picked up a jar from the dresser next to the mirror.

"Arch your back, more pet". He ordered as he opened the jar and spread the cream on his palms, he felt its soothing coolness spread quickly through his hands.

He bent down and began to rub the cream gently over her sore backside.

"And Pet, you WILL bear another spanking whenever I decide you deserve one!", he said firmly as he gently worked the numbing cream over her swollen cheeks when there was a knock at the door.

"Enter", he said turning to face the door, giving Skye's bottom a little rub as he turned.

A tall raven headed girl barely covered by a short tunic pushed a covered table into the room.

"Alexis, since when do you do room service?", he asked, returning his attention to Skye's swollen bottom.

"Everyone is talking about you getting a pet and I just had to see", she said as she wheeled the table over to the room's table and began to set up the place setting. She placed a covered dish on the table, a bottle of chilled white wine and a wine glass.

"Shall i pour, sir?", she asked picking up the wine.

"Please", he replied.

He walked over to the bathroom, washed his hands and emerged wearing a large white robe.

Alexis had poured a single glass of wine and placed it by the dinner setting, there was but one on the table.

"Anything else, Sir?"

"Pet left her clothes in the penthouse. Please have them brought down.", he said seating himself at the table.

"Yes, sir", Alexis said and let herself out of the room.

"Come here Pet", he said , pointing to the floor next to him.

 

[Camille]

"You are the most enchanting creature I have ever seen.”


Although she was disheartened at the prospect of being punished by him again, those ten words brought a small, wobbly smile to Skye’s lips. She looked back at him through the mirror, watching him as he stroked her. The musky aroma of her arousal filled the air between them as he continued to slide his fingers over her dripping, wet pussy. She gasped and raised her hips a bit higher, pushing herself towards his hand, wanting more of his pleasurable touch, more of his fingers inside of her. She listened as he continued.


“No matter how much you mean to me I WILL punish you whenever you disobey or displease me."



“Yes, Sir”, she uttered breathlessly, her pussy beginning to throb again. “I understand, Sir.” It was then she realized he wasn’t going to spank her just yet, at least not at that moment. She was so relieved that she felt her body slump forward a bit, the tension easing from her muscles, her body beginning to relax.



Skye broke out in goose bumps as Steve brought over the jar of lotion and began to work the cool salve over her red, welted ass. It instantly soothed her tormented flesh, and she closed her eyes sighing softly at the instant comfort it brought. His gentleness brought fresh tears to her eyes. “Thank you, Sir”, she mumbled quietly.


She was startled by the sudden knock on the door, her face turning a bright crimson as a young woman entered the room, pushing a cart in front of her. Room service? She watched as the woman he called “Alexis” set up a place setting, her dark eyes darting back and forth over to Skye as she and Steve exchanged a few words. The woman gave Skye a knowing smile every now and then, making her feel very self-conscious and embarrassed. She wondered to herself if Alexis had ever been Steve’s pet, or, if she had ever been at the receiving end of one of his punishment sessions.


Skye could smell the delicious aroma of food Alexis had brought and almost instantaneously, her tummy rumbled, LOUDLY. She pressed a hand to her stomach as if to quiet the embarrassing noise. The woman left about as quickly as she came and Steve summoned Skye over to him where he sat at the table dressed in a white, terrycloth robe.


"Come here, Pet."


As if she had done this kind of thing a hundred times before, Skye gracefully lifted to her hands and knees and crawled over to his side, kneeling at the spot he directed her. She again placed her hands behind her back and kept her knees splayed wide open. She licked her dry, parched lips and cleared her throat.


“Sir? I do not mean to interrupt you, but…” She looked over at the far wall where a clock showed the time of 3:45 p.m. She knew her husband would be due home within the next hour and she would need to head back and get his dinner started. “I am worried that I will be late getting back home and my husband…” She took a deep breath, and then continued. “…my husband will wonder where I’ve been”. Her stomach growled again, ever louder than before, and she looked over at the plate of food there on the table.