By: Sir Gypsy's rose sirgypsyandrose@hotmail.com

Hair spills forward over my shoulder as Master slips the blindfold down over my eyes. The darkness makes the air seem cooler and I feel my nipples stretch against the silk robe brushing them. I tremble as his hand brushes them teasingly. His firm hand begins gliding over my ass traveling up my spine... again i tremble with antisipation of each touch.

Master's hand whips through my hair pulling me roughly down over his lap ..... whack... the paddle comes down....whack....again he grabs my hair thrusting my mouth over his hard cock... so deep, my throat contracts at the depth and the size....whack...whack....whack....I suck feverishly as I feel wetness sliding down my leg. My mind screams for him to continue with each strike of the paddle. In the fire of thoughts I hear Masters voice gently remind me to use my safe words if I need to. "I Love You Baby" he whispers.

I am suddenly aware of Masters hand slowly caressing the warmth of my ass... gentle his touch soothes the stinging flesh. Whack.... my leash stings my smooth tanned ass..whack.... ahhhhhh... I beg him not to stop... with each snap of the leash my frenzied tongue dances over the head and rim of his throbbing penis. I am pleased by his moan... and his calling my his "Good Little Cum Slut" under his breath. Whack whack whack....whack

Grabbing my hair he orders me to roll over on his lap....he turns my head and again his cock is thrust deep into my throat. Whack...whack...whack....whack the leash sears across my nipples, the stinging rings through my soaring mind...His hand slides between my legs spreading me wide....a low scream escapes my lips as he grips my stinging nipples...whack...whack the leash cuts at my clit.... a dizzying blur fills my mind... whack whack....WHACK....my clit is pulsating...my cum wet against the leather as it slaps my clit again....I scream in ecstasy as my mind and cum explode ...louder with each twist of my nipple and stroke of the leash....Whack...higher....whack whack... my heart pounds with joy of each loving stroke...my mind and body taken higher.

Trembling he pulls me close... whispering my name, his Love for me ... stroking my hair... caressing me.

-rose-