MasterMine

"Get up"



You rise to your feet as I pick up your panties. I life your feet up one at a time and slip you panties back on. I can see the slight flush in your face and a look of discomfort. That vibrator cannot be comfortable. I stand up, and kiss you lightly on the lips.



"You\'ve been bad, and you need to be punished. Do you understand?"



"Yes, sir" you say in a voice barely above a whisper.



"What was that?"



I flip the switch. You feel my toy start to vibrate. Its size combined with the vibration is too much. I see your legs tremble a bit as you moan in a mix of surprise and pleasure.



"Yes, sir!"



I turn the toy off. I see you relax a bit. You look awkward, like you don\'t know how to stand there with the toy inside of you.



"Now, back to the dishes. I\'m going to go work. Get me when you\'re done" I say.



"Yes, sir."



I go back to your room and sit at my computer. The thought of you wearing my toy makes it hard to concentrate. I take a second and decide to sate my urge. I sneak back towards the kitchen while you wash the dishes. I peek around the corner, good you haven\'t seen me yet. I pull out the remote, you just put a dish out to dry. Even if you had a dishwasher, I wouldn\'t let you use it. There\'s that wonderful connection between labor and the erotic that one can\'t deny.



While your back is still turned, i flip the switch. Your knees buckle from the surprise and sudden stimulation. I know how much you love the feeling of something big in your ass. You look around, eventually your eyes settle on me, grinning from around the corner. I turn off the toy. There\'s a flash of defiance in your eyes. I can tell you hate me for doing that. I flick it back on if only for a second, it makes your eyes roll back in your head. I turn it off immediately.



"Don\'t give me that look, you." I say, turning away from you and going back into your room. "finish the dishes, then come get me." I call over my shoulder.



I go back to my computer, aimlessly wandering the internet, emailing random people, plotting what to do to you.



"The dishes are done, sir." Your voice startles me from my reverie, I snap back to reality to find you standing there, still naked under your apron. God you\'re cute.



"Good girl. Now, go get dressed. We\'re going to go out. Pick out something low-cut."



While you\'re getting dressed, I make a call to your work and make reservations for two for dinner. Once you\'re ready, we head out. The whole way to the restaurant one hand is on my hip pocket. While we talk, while you\'re in mid sentence I flip the switch, just to hear you stretch out that syllable into a moan of pleasure. You glare at me after every time, eventually getting paranoid every time I take my hand off the steering wheel. I\'m enjoying this torture immensely.



We finally arrive at the restaurant. We\'re seated and we look over the menu. The waiter comes over to take our drink orders.



"Hi, how\'re you folks doing tonight? I\'ll be your server for this evening... oh hey, Livvie!" he says, recognizing you mid sentence. Very subtly he looks at you, then at me, sizing me up. I relish his jealousy.



"Hi the-EEEE-re..." I flipped the switch on then off again, it was worth the scowl I got in return.



"You okay, Livvie?" I flip the switch on and leave it there.



"Yes-s-s I\'m fi-i-ne, I\'ll just have a wa-ah-ter, please."



He looks at me, "I\'ll have water too, please. Thank you."



He bustles off to get our drinks. He knows something\'s up. I\'m loving it. You glare at me, I haven\'t turned off the toy yet. It\'s still in your ass, vibrating. I can tell you\'re putting a lot of effort into not showing your pleasure.



"Enjoying yourself?" I ask wryly.



You bite your lip, unsure of how to answer. You know that if you answer yes, your punishment may be made more severe. After all, one is not supposed to enjoy punishment. On the other hand, answering no would be a lie, and you\'d be punished for that.



The waiter comes back with our drinks, we make our selections and wait for our food. The toy is still on, vibrating in your ass. Sometimes I turn it off for a brief second, just to make you think it\'s over before I turn it back on so I can watch you jump.



"You\'re being so mean, sir. I don\'t know if I can handle this... I\'m so wet"



"Show me" I say.



You reach under the table, between your legs. God I\'m glad you wore a skirt. You pull your fingers back out, they\'re glistening with your juices. I\'m so hard I don\'t think I can stand up without knocking over the table.



I laugh quietly to myself, "This is too good. You can\'t moan because we\'re in public, more so because we\'re at your restaurant. I love it"



"Sir, please, turn it off. I-I\'m so close..."



"No, this is what bad girls get. You\'ll keep it in until I say so and I will turn it off when I see fit. Maybe now you\'ll remember to ask permission before you cum."



You get quiet. You know that I\'m more than willing to make you suffer.



"I\'ll turn it off when our food gets here. I wouldn\'t want you choking... well, at least not on your dinner."



You look at me with hunger, you know what I mean and you love it.



Our food arrives, and dinner passes without much incident. I keep my word and turn off the vibrator while we eat. The check comes, I pay, we leave. Once we\'re back in the car, the fun begins again. I keep one hand on my leg, tapping my finger to the rhythm, watching out out of the corner of my eye as you tense up whenever my finger makes a particularly hard tap or stops moving. I flip the switch just for good measure. The vibrator does its job wonderfully. You feel it tingling in your behind. Filling you up and stimulating every nerve in your pelvis. Your eyes roll back in your head for a brief second. I take the opportunity to thrust my hand up your skirt and start playing with your pussy through your soaked panties. I find your clit and begin circling my fingers around it. One hand on the steering wheel, the other between your legs. The whole way home, I keep my hand down there, working your clit. I see you start to bite your lip, I can tell you\'re getting close.



I suddenly remove my hand and turn off the vibrator. The sudden lack of sensation leaves you a little confused, but relieved.



"Don\'t worry, the fun\'s just begun. Wait till we get inside."



I park the car, and we go back inside. Thank god your sister still isn\'t here.



The second we\'re in the door and you close the door, I grab you by the shoulders, throw up up against the wall, and kiss you. You react beautifully, embracing me, allowing my tongue to dance with yours as our lips connect and reconnect a million times. I grab your hand and put it on my crotch. You grab hold, knowing exactly what I want. My hand moves to my pocket and I flip the switch back on. You tense as the vibrator starts its work again. You grip my cock tighter through my jeans. It almost hurts but I don\'t care. I release my kiss, and grab your hair.



"I want your mouth around my cock. On your knees," I command, pulling your hair just enough to make you close your eyes.



"Yes, sir," you reply, lowering yourself onto your knees. You unzip my pants and fish for a second to find my cock. You pull it out, I love watching you do this. Your hand works its way up and down the shaft a few times, enjoying the texture. I watch as the head disappears into your mouth. It feels so good. I let you work it in and out of your tender little mouth, getting it nice and wet. You start using your hand in time with your mouth and I\'m going nuts. I grab the back of your head and thrust as far back as I can, making you deep throat me. I hold your head there for a moment longer, savoring the feeling. I let you go, you take my cock out of your mouth long enough to gasp a lungful of air. Still holding your head, I slap your face a couple of times with the head. It\'s demeaning, but something about it is just sexy.



"Open" I growl. You comply and I shove my cock back into your waiting mouth. I use my hand to control the motion of your head. I\'m fucking your mouth. i can feel the tension rising. My cock stiffens, that familiar quasi-sick feeling right before the onset of an explosive orgasm makes itself known. I pull my cock out of your mouth, jerk your head back, and explode, spraying my warm, sticky cum, all over your face and into your mouth. I shudder as I ride out my orgasm to the last. I take a second to admire my handiwork, my cum dripping down your face and neck, making lines down your chest.



"Clean me up," I say, offering my cock forward. You open your mouth, now framed in cum and gently lick my cock clean. Click, i turn the vibrator off. Your punishment is thus over. It was your first time so you got off easily. Tonight, you will still not be allowed to cum, but who\'s to say we won\'t have fun anyway?