We are sitting in the living room, you are on the couch watching TV and I am on the floor reading a book. I glance back at you and move so my skirt rides up a little, exposing the bottom of my ass cheeks.

“Come here…” you beckon me with your finger, a sly smile spreading across your face. I giggle, “Yes sir!” I put my book down and crawl over to you. I put my hands on your knee one over the other and rest my chin on top of them. I look up at you and smile, “What is it Sir?” You reach down and caress my face, causing me to lift my chin. You put your finger under my chin and lift up. I tilt my face up to yours. Allowing my eyes to flutter shut as I pucker my lips for a kiss. For a beat nothing happens. Then I can feel you snake your hand to the back of my neck. You flex your fingers apart and run them up into my hair. You pull your fingers through my long hair. You wrap your fist with my hair and pull my head back hard. Your other hand grips my throat and you stand pulling me up with you. You push me against the wall then, holding me in place with your fingers pressing into the tender flesh on my neck. That taunting smile that I have grown to love and fear is spread across your face. I open my mouth to speak but you tighten your grip on my throat and yank me across the floor. You pick me up by my hair and slam my back against the wall. You step into me, placing your knee between my legs. Rocking it slightly right against my sweet spot.

“You are such a teasing little slut. But, the thing is, you already know that.” You rest your teeth on the soft flesh of my neck then kiss it. “Now I will give you one chance, but I guarantee you won't pass my test. I am going to feel your pussy. I will end this right now if you are not wet.” You look at me, nose to nose, and your eyes narrow, your voice drops, and you look angry. “But if you are wet. Oh little one…if you are wet, I am going to hurt you. I am going to violate you. I am going to have and take you in any way I want. Got it?” You sink your teeth into my shoulder. I buckle and squeal.

“Yes sir!” I cry out.

One hand slips up under my shirt. Your fingers find my nipple and you pinch hard. I take a sharp breath in. Your other hand slides down my stomach. Your lips graze my ear, “Will you pass little one?” you slip your hand down then up under my skirt. I shudder. You raise an eyebrow as your hand finds my cunt. You push two fingers in. You look down and raise your eyes to meet mine. My eyes are wide and you flash me a ravenous smile. “Oh nooo little slut…”, you sing, “you are soaking wet for me.”

“Such a fucking slut.” You sneer and slap me. My head snaps to the side and you grab my hair and rip me up off the floor. You throw me against the wall and slip your pocket knife out and open. You let the cool metal trace along the soft skin of my neck. “Stay.” You comand. Then you grab my skirt and pull hard ripping the zipper just enough to slip past my thighs and to the floor. You pull my shirt up over my tits. You trace the tip of the blade down between my breasts leaving a slightly raised pink line behind. Lowering your head you bite hard just under the nipple of my right tit. Reaching up you tweak my other nipple between your fingers.

“Fuck, Sir!” I let out a moan mixed with pain.

“Oh you little slut. How does it feel to be such a dirty little whore for me? I bet you would let me do just about anything to you. Hm?” You don't wait for the answer as you already have it. You have me in the palm of your hand.  
“Crawl. And put yourself over the arm of the couch. Now.” You order. 

I crawl making sure to push my ass in the air. I want to give you a good show at how wet my cunt is for you and what you’re going to do to me. I pull myself up and over the arm of the couch, and push my hips out so I am slightly spread open for you. 


You come up next to me and kneel down. Excitement floods my brain as I expect to feel that amazing tongue on my dripping pussy. But instead I feel cool leather wrap itself around my ankles. I test the right one and it does not budge. I test the left and come to the same conclusion. I lift my head to ask what is happening but you push your hand between my shoulder blades and press my face into the cushion. You pull my arms out in front of me and soon I feel the same cool leather on my wrists. Everything is cinched up tight as I test each restraint. I can feel the ache in my shoulders. I pick up my head and you grab my face pinching my cheeks into my teeth. 

“Now, you little cunt. Don’t. Fucking. Move.” You spit out the words. You pry my mouth open and insert a metal ring with leather straps that fasten behind my head. “I want you a drooling mess when we are done. And I want those pretty lips wide open so I can hear you scream for me.”

You step back and admire me all tied up and at your disposal.

“You have teased me far too long Angel. I am going to make sure you understand that a tease only gets one thing.” You lift my head so our eyes meet. “Thoroughly punished.”

You run your hand over my exposed ass. You rub the soft skin in a circle and raise your hand up just to bring it swiftly down with a hard smack. I gasp. You pepper my ass with spankings switching back and forth cheek to cheek until I am a nice deep shade of pink. My skin is alive with pins and needles as I feel you run your finger over my wet slit. You push 2 fingers right into my cunt and I hear you groan. You roughly pump your fingers in and out of me until I am panting and writhing in my bindings. When you pull your fingers free just before I reach my peak I sag into the couch. My thighs are shaking and I wiggle my hips hoping to get some sort of friction going agains my clit. With that I am greeted with 3 hard slaps on my pink ass and I groan.

“I said don't fucking move.” You snap, and I push my forehead into the couch. I jerk my head up with my eyes wide when I hear the leather of your belt slide through the loops on your pants. I don’t even have time for another thought before your belt slices through the air and smacks my ass with a sound that echoes off the walls. And I let out a strangled scream through the metal ring in my mouth. 

You run your fingers through my slit again up and down. Then I feel you bring your fingers up further. You circle my tight hole and start pushing a finger against it. You press harder until you pass the first ring of muscle. You pull out and push back in again and again until I have taken your whole finger. Then you pull out. I hear the snap of a cap and feel the cool lube hit my skin. I flinch and my legs are shaking. You press something different to the opening of my ass. At the same time you push 2 fingers into my cunt and start pumping in and out. It's a metal plug and you push and twist as you start working it into my virgin hole. I am squealing and panting and drool has started to pool beneath me on the couch. Once the plug is in you give me just a second to rest before you are pulling it halfway out and letting it slide back in. After a few times I am desperately trying to rock back to meet the plug. You pull it out and replace it with the next size up. This one is a bit longer and not as tapered. You push it in and I push my hips back a little to meet it again. I take the whole thing in one go. You leave this one to sit all the way inside me as you line yourself up at my cunt. You brush your tip up and down my slit watching the skin there glisten with my wetness. You shove yourself in my pussy all the way to the hilt. You grip my hips and dig your fingers into the skin. It's still sore from the last time we did this and you push into the tender bruised skin making me moan. Your pace is all for you. You use me to get off and I fucking love it. I am your little slut, your personal whore.