It had been a long while since sir had been with Scarlett, too long in fact. Life had kept them apart and he ached to see her again. The pictures and videos she sent him indicated she missed him as well. But their combined suffering was about to end, as sir had booked them a cabin getaway for the weekend. 

Sir told Scarlett when and where to arrive, what to bring, and to be ready for a ravaging. The small cabin rental waa isolated on private property, close enough to a small city for supplies, but far enough away that they would have no visitors to interfere with their weekend alone. Sir arrived an hour before he told Scarlett to be there. He took his time to unpack his things: clothes put in drawers, toys laid our on the dresser, ropes, restraints, floggers, and other tools put in the night stand. And after a quick shower and change of clothes it was 5 minutes till 8. He knew she would not knock on the door until 8, even if it meant she sat in the driveway and waited, she always strived to please him.

   At 8 o'clock there was a light knock at the door. Sir moved to open the door and as he did, take in the sight in front of him. Scarlett had come dressed in what he could only describe as elegent sexy. Her firey red hair cast in long, soft curls sat below shoulder. She wore a sexy black dress with black fishnets stockings that contrasted her white skin of her Irish hertitage. The black dress was cut low to show off her impressive chest, two of Sir's favorite play things, and her thick ass was equally highlighted by the dress. 

   Scarlett met Sir's gaze after he looked her up and down, a look of excitement and pleasure flashed across her face as she took a few steps inside. As soon as she entered Sir closed the door and quickly moved up behind Scarlett. Taking her bags from her, he threw them on the couch and scopped her into his arms. Her scent was intoxicating and he drank it in as he wrapped his arms tightly around her, their fingers interlacing. She let out a little sigh, feeling her lean her weight back against him pressing her head against his chest and her ass against his growing erection.   "God I missed you Sir" she whispered to him.

"I missed you too, my Scarlett" he said as he began to nibble on her ear. She began to whimper as he nibbled. Sir reached into pocket and pulled out thick strap of leather. "Pull your hair up" he told her in a sterner whisper. She obeyed as Sir wrapped her collar around her throat.  He tightened the simple black collar until it was snug, but not restrictive. [That comes later] he thought to himself.

   Once latched in, he spun her around and gave her a firm and passionate kiss. They stood there frozen as their hands explored each other, lips locked and the breathing intensifying. As his hand moved up from her ass to her back and then her hair, he firmly grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her back from their embrace.    Her eyes flared with pain and pleasure as Sir pulled her hair, and he knew how much she loved it. "Kneel" was the only thing he said to her, and she gave him a devilish grin as she knelt down in front of him. Sir slowly undid his belt with one hand and pressed her head against his cock still clad behind the fabric if his pants. Scarlett began to mouth it and stroke it through his pants. Slowly and deliberately he undid his pants and produced his cock in front of her. She dove for it, but he held her by the hair pulling her back.

Her whimper was soft, but he knew she wanted him in her mouth as bad as her wanted his cock in her mouth. As he pulled her hair down she looked up at him, her mouth open in antipation. He stuck two fingers in her mouth and she instictually began sucking on them. Sir then stuck them as deep as he could and held them there, stimulating her pracitcally non-exisitant gag reflex. She opened her mouth and looked him deep in the eyes, but the saliva began to flow.

With the well now primed Sir guided Scarlett's mouth towards his cock. His cock glistened with a huge drop of precum and Scarlett eyed it hungrily as she opened her mouth and extended her tongue. Sir released his grip on her hair and grabbed the chain of her collar. He gave her on simple command "Make me cum", and she set about on her mission.

Scarlett was the best cocksucker he had ever met. She began by licking the precum off his cock and smiling up at Sir. She had told him many times that she loved the taste of precum, and he relished at the opportunity to feed her. In one fluid motion she took his cock down her throat. Sir was no porn star in the cock department, but his 7 inches was more than enough for all but the most ravenous of women. However Scarlett made quick work of swallowing his cock pressing her nose into shortly trimmed pubic hair.

She rested there extending her tongue and working his balls. The feeling was incredible, as Sir let out a moan of pleasure. With a slight cough, Scarlett pulled Sir's cock out, a trail of saliva followed from her mouth to his cock. She grabbed his now soaked cock with her hand and began pumping it, while working the head with her mouth.

The feeling was overwhelming, his cock stiffened even more than before, if possible, as she drove him to an ever quickening orgasm. He new he wouldn't last long both from experience with her talented technique and his lack of any recent sex, he was ready to burst.

In order to last longer Sir placed both of his hands on the side of her head. Scarlett knew this meant he wanted command and she dropped her hands and relaxed her throat. Once Sir felt her relax he pressed his cock deep down her mouth and throat. As he felt the orgasm subside some he pulled back and began to face fuck her. She took this time to pull her hair back into a ponytail, keeping her mouth open and still so Sir could use her as he wanted.

[She truly is a marvel] Sir thought as he continued to use her mouth as freely as he wanted, with little more than moans and the occasional cough coming from Scarlett. He pulled her away from his cock to look down at her, drool running down her chin onto her low cut dress and over her tits. "Fuck Scarlett, it's been so long. I need this so bad."

   "Me too, Sir. Feed me that cock. Explode down my throat. I need it." She was cut off as Sir forced her head back down on his cock. He let go of her head and Scarlett went back to work fulfilling her last command. Her hand squeezed his slick cock and her mouth worked the head again. The pace increased as Sir began moving with her.

Once again his balls began to tighten and the orgasm was rushing up, but this time he had no intention of stopping. She was an artist and this was her medium, and she was working hard for her reward. "Fuck Scarlett, keep going. You're going to make me cum. Keep going."

This sent her into overdrive, pumping and sucking like a proper whore now, Scarlett seemed hellbent to get that cum out of Sir's cock. It was to much for Sir, she always was, and he felt the orgasm wash over him. "Yes, yes, yes." Scarlett stroked hard but kept her mouth still, as Sir shot large ropes of cum into her mouth. He let out a series of small grunts and a large unintelligible moan as she stroked every drop of cum from him. While never breaking the seal around his cock, Scarlett took down every drop.

   Once Sir regained himself Scarlett met his eye and gave him the wry smile of satisfaction. She broke her clamp on his slowly softening cock and said "How was that Sir? You seemed quite full of cum."

"I was quite full, but you seemed to the one full of it now. And you were amazing, my good girl." A small smile formed on her face, as Sir touched her praise kink. "But we are only getting started for tonight and the whole weekend." Sir lifted Scarlett to her feet as he took her chain for the collar. He turned and guided her to the bed room by her collar. "Are you ready for more?" he asked, as he grasped by the ass. "Because we've only just begun!"