Unspoken Pleasure

She moved up and lay beside me, smiling like a kid on Christmas morning. “I read about that last move in a story online.”

I laughed. “Well, keep reading, that was amazing.”

She asked, her smile fading to serious, “Does it always feel this amazing?”All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“It can. Although you should understand that I was very gentle with you tonight. I won’t always be,” I warned.

“I understand. But please don’t hold back from doing whatever you wish with me: I want you to dominate me. I need you to treat me like a filthy slut, I know that now,” she answered, the unhesitant words flowing past her sweet lips sounding so sinfully delicious. “All my fantasies have always been of being treated like a slut, being forced to do kinky things I would never dare to do on my own.”

“You’re going to make a great slave,” I promised her, kissing her again. But once the tender kiss was broken, I looked at the clock and realized it had been almost two hours. I kissed her again and told her, “You must also understand that I will share you with my friends. I will take you to places you have never even imagined, and this time I mean physical places and sometimes people you’ve never met.”

Her eyes went big, but she pledged me like a good submissive. “I understand Mistress, and eagerly await whatever you have in store for me.”

I faced away from her, got on all fours and suddenly ordered, deciding to test her utter obedience, “Then lick my asshole, my pet.”

“Yes Mistress,” she replied without hesitation, crawling up to my ass. She pulled my ass-cheeks apart, and after a brief pause to admire the view, she leaned forward and began licking my dark dime. Such an eager submissive, she worked hard to poke her rigid tongue deep inside. Her eagerness to please was so fucking adorable and sexy!

Her submission keeping me horny, I ordered, “On your back, my pussy pleaser.”

She again obeyed and I straddled her face. Without requiring any instruction, she again licked my pussy and time stood still as my new pet pleasured me. Finally my second orgasm was building and I began rubbing my pussy all over her sweet face until I came, flooding her face once again with my cum.

Climbing off her, I smiled and said, “Your sweet face looks absolutely adorable, all shiny with my cunt cum.”

“Thanks, Mistress,” she chirped companionably, like a good girl. She was being appropriately deferential insofar as she was abiding by all the submissive forms, and she was eagerly obedient to whatever I might demand of her, but she wasn’t remotely intimidated or fearful. It was as if I had just introduced her to a whole new world, but one where she felt immediately at home. Interesting!

“Wait here,” I ordered and returned a minute later with my camera. “Let’s take a picture to remember this special day.”

I thought she might balk at this potentially risky suggestion, that she might still have an unrevealed trust issue, but instead, she sat up and happily posed for me. I snapped a few pictures of her cunt-cum-covered face, her make-up totally ruined.

Setting the camera down, I came over to the bed and mentioned, “It’s getting late.”

She looked at the clock and sighed. “I suppose it is.”

“Are you free tomorrow?” I asked.

Excited, like a girl being asked out by a boy she was crushing on, she answered, “Yes, yes I am!”

“Then tomorrow I am taking you out for a makeover,” I smiled.

“Where?” she asked.

I just shrugged and said, “You’ll see, but wear the same outfit you wore today when you went shopping.”

“Yes Mistress, “she said, standing up.

She got dressed, we kissed one last time and she went home.

My head spinning with naughty possibilities, I smiled to myself. Tomorrow was going to be fun…