Pet Play

Hanna’s fingers trailed over the soft skin of her lover’s chest. Gently passing over his nipples he moaned. He was sitting in a chair lower then most. His hands bound behind him. She slapped his chest leaving a very pretty little hand print.

“What’s my name?” she commanded.

“Mistress Hanna,” He spoke clear and confident.

“How will you address me?” She grabbed a fistful of hair as he answered.

“Miss or Mistress, never Ma’am.”

She kissed him deeply as reward, “Good boy, You’ve learned so well. Are you ready for more training?”

“Always, Miss,” he smiled up at her. His lips smeared with her lipstick.

She lifted her stocking clad leg and placed her high heeled foot against his chest. He leaned his head down and kissed the point of her shoe. She leaned in digging her heel into his skin a bit, “Do you enjoy kissing my feet?”

“Yes, Mistress,” he spoke between kisses. He loved the way the paten leather felt against his lips.

“Well then get on the floor and kneel like the bitch I know you are. I’m not going to keep my leg like that all night.” The instant her foot touch the floor he kneeled for her. He kissed and licked his favorite pair of shoes she owned. She bent down and patted his head. She fastened a collar and leash around his neck and unbound his hands. He looked up at Her questioning.

“Come on, Lucy, we’re going for a walk,” she started walking away from the man on his knees, lightly pulling on the collar with the lease to get him moving. He quickly crawled behind after her as she lead him around the open floor plan of their apartment. Though the kitchen he shivered when his hand and knees met the cold tiles. She walked him around the couched and around the dining table. She would command him to Sit, Stay, Roll Over, Lick her shoes, Fetch. She liked playing fetch a lot.

“Are you a good doggie,” she bent over dangling her breasts in front of her face. He nuzzled her tits breathing in her intoxicating scent. He felt Her fingers running though his hair as she grabbed and smushed his face into her ample cleavage.

“Beg me to let you suck them,” He instantly started whimpering, nuzzling her breasts. He rose to his knees pawing at her body with need. He gently nipped her soft skin. He knew he wasn’t allowed, from pervious sessions, to make human noises. He softly growled against her lace covered nipples. She pulled the leash tight, “Does my puppy need to suckle?”

He looked up at her, his hands tugging her bra. He barked twice. Twice for yes. She turned around instructing him to use his teeth to take it off. A few minutes and a few embarrassing motivational words later had he accomplished his task. He was rewarded when she turned around and forced his mouth to her nipple. She controlled his head where she wanted him to kiss. She told him when to bite and when to lick and sooth. Whenever she lead him back to her nipples he suckled eagerly. His tongue lavishing her sensitive buds. She pulled him away abruptly. Signing happily she messed his hair murmering about how good he was getting at pleasing her. So good in fact, she couldn’t help but play with herself.

“Would you like to watch me play, pet?” He nodded earnestly, she clapped in excitement and cuffed his hands behind his back again so he wouldn’t be tempted to touch himself. She ordered him kneel right in front of the couch. Hanna then sat facing him, her legs spread wide. She touched herself over her panties getting them nice and wet. When she took them off she commanded him to open his mouth and gagged him with her soaked lacy undies. She continued playing with her dripping wet pussy. Her fingers rubbing her clit while her other hands fingers worked her hole until she came. It didn’t take long at all. She was so turned on by how well her pet was behaving. By that point her pet was nuzzling her thighs, inhaling the scent of her cum like a good doggie. He was whimpering again, he was so hard.

Hanna looked down and giggled at her pets needy ways and squeezed her legs together. He was then ordered to stand as she examined his hard on. Her hands grabbed his penis as she said, “I hope you don’t think this pathetic thing isn’t going to please me?”He pouted, the underwear still gagging him.

“No, this is too small. Look I can almost wrap my hand around it. I need a man to be much bigger,” she belittled what she was stroking in her hands, “Mine is even bigger then yours.”

She left and came back wearing her strapless strap-on. She was stroking it expertly. She retuned to her still standing boy and ordered him to bend over the couch and spanked him rapidly. His body tensed wonderfully rejoicing in the stinging hand prints she made on him.

After soothing his bottom she had him posed on all fours. She spit on his asshole and perched herself of his back. She started fingering his ass to see how ready he was for her. She fingered her little whore till he was begging her to fuck him like one. “You’re such a fag,” she whispered to him as she penetrated his tight little hole. She uncuffed him and told him to start jacking off. She moved inside him easily and made it a point to tell him how happy it made her that his ass was so easy for her. After a few minutes of begging he came in seconds of receiving permission. He collapsed beneath her form the powerful orgasm she gave him. And she held and praised him till he could breath properly again.