What a Weekend (Part 3)

By Tehanu Drake

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When I woke up, he was still asleep at the foot of the bed. I got up quietly as not to wake him. I showered and dressed in a white lace corset, white stockings, a white garter belt and white two inch heels; then I went into the bedroom. He was lying on his side, his back to the bed and his face had a very peaceful expression. I knelt beside him and gently shook him to wake him up. As his eyelids fluttered open, the peaceful expression changed into a surprised one. I unsnapped the leash from the collar, stood up and ordered him to his knees. He obeyed very quickly, kneeling before me with his head bowed. I stroked his hair gently and told him that I was very pleased with him so far and that there was only one thing I wanted to do before I would release him. He barely stifled a sigh, I was not sure if it was a sigh of relief or a sigh of disappointment.

I ordered him to lie face down on the bed, then tied him spread eagle with a length of rope and I made sure that he could still move around though not get loose. I kneeled on the bed between his legs and started stroking his panticlad ass, running my fingertips along his legs until his hips started moving slightly and his breathing became heavier, then I slapped him firmly on his right ass cheek He moaned and ground his cock against the bed. I slapped him again and he let out a frustrated groan. I went on spanking him for a few minutes, his hips thrusting for each slap and his moans turning into sobs. Then came what I had been waiting for, the trembling whisper, "Please ... please Mistress". I stopped spanking him and stroked his ass firmly through the panties. He was panting and still moving his hips, rubbing his groin against the silk panties and the bed. I asked him what he wanted. "Please Mistress, let me cum", he begged. I slapped him again and he responded with a moan and a sob.

I reached in under one of the pillows and pulled out a silver dagger. His head turned to the side, I made sure he saw it before I ran the sharp tip of it along his spine, across his shoulders and up his right arm, then cut the rope that restrained him. I kept the blade at his wrist, leaned forward and whispered in his ear to keep absolutely still or he might get hurt. I was very pleased as I went on to cut the rope off him that he did not move a muscle. When he was free of the rope, I told him to turn over on his back and then used leather cuffs to restrain him again. His eyes never left me as I moved around the bed to secure the cuffs and then got up on the bed and straddled him.

I looked into his eyes and smiled as I lowered my pussy to his cock. I could feel his rock-hard penis against my naked labia and I felt a shiver down my spine. He started moving his hips slightly, but a slap to his bruised thigh made him stop. I slowly rubbed my moist pussy against his cock as I slid my hands up his stomach and chest and stopped at his sensitive nipples. I flicked his right nipple with my fingernail and it stiffened immediately. I did the same to the other nipple, then leaned down and lightly flicked the tip of my tongue around and over first one and then the other nipple. His eyes closed and he let out a groan. Again he tried to thrust his hips and grind his cock against me, and again a slap convinced him otherwise.

I continued to torment his nipples with my fingers, tongue and teeth until he started whimpering and begging me to let him cum. Then I again took the dagger and slid it along his side to his hip, where I cut the panties off him, removing them. He gasped as I took his cock in one hand and his balls in the other and squeezed gently. I could see a tiny drop of pre-cum glistening on the head. He pulled at the restraints and thrust his hips towards me. I looked into his eyes, then turned around, straddled him, guided his cock to my wet hole and very slowly lowered myself onto him. I could hear him whimpering and I took his balls in my hand again and started playing with them, rolling his nuts in my fingers, pulling, tugging and squeezing slightly. Then I started riding him.

He cried out as I fucked him, whimpered and begged me to let him cum. I could tell that he would not be able to control himself much longer. I turned around to face him and picked up the pace. I leaned forward and kissed his nipples, then looked him in the eyes and whispered to him to shoot his seed inside me. He did not need any further encouragement and I felt his hot semen shooting up deep inside me. When he was drained I got off him, released his bonds and told him to kneel beside the bed.

He obeyed, a bit weak. I told him how much he had pleased me this weekend and then I unfastened his collar. He tentatively raised his head to look at me and I smiled down at him. I told him to stand up and go freshen up and get dressed and while he did, I too put on a pair of white lace panties and pulled a light blue summer dress on. When he came into the kitchen, the breakfast was waiting on the table.

We talked about the weekend over breakfast and he confessed to me that he had enjoyed it very much, though before he had used to say that he would never submit to anyone like that. He thanked me for all the things I had shown him and asked if I would see him again. I smiled and assured him that I would let him know when I wanted to see him again.

When it was time for him to leave, I called for a taxi and as he was going out the door and gave him a hug and handed him his collar. He looked a bit surprised and I smiled and said that it was just to remind him of this weekend. He nodded and added that it would remind him of me when he was feeling lonely.

Then he left and I went on to plan our next meeting.

1999, Mistress Dalila, not to be reprinted, reposted, or used elsewhere
without consent of the author.




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