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Getting out of the shower, I run the towel down my clean, wet body. Even as I dry my skin, my body betrays me, and I can feel the moisture reappear between my legs. As you come into the bathroom, I smile.
“Almost ready, kitten?”
“Yes, Master.”
You step behind me, your body aligning itself with mine. I am trying to brush the tangles from my hair as you take a step closer to me.
“You can finish that in a minute. Pull your hair up and close your eyes, kitten. I have a surprise for you.”
Reaching both hands up, I pull my blonde hair into a bun. Placing my hands back at my side, I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I love your surprises and I can feel my body responding already to the excitement of receiving one from you.
I feel your hands on my shoulders, rubbing them lightly. You lean over and plant wet kisses on one side and then the other of my neck. My skin feels hot, as if you have lit a fire where your lips have touched me. As you lift your head, I feel you reach around my neck. Something heavy and thick is wrapped around my neck and I hear a click, sounding as if a lock has been closed.
“You may open your eyes now, baby.”
As I open my eyes, my hands instinctively fly to my neck. Wrapped around it is a leather collar, an inch tall and a quarter inch thick. As I run my fingers over the leather, I stare at the image of myself in the mirror. Engraved letters all but shout two small words at me. In an instant, tears begin to stream down my face and I turn to leap into your arms.
“Do you like it?”
“Oh my! Do I like it? That is an understatement, Master,” I say as I all but squeeze you to death.
“I thought it would be something special to start off our night. There are all sorts of surprises for you tonight, My kitten.”
As I turn back to the image in the mirror, the words “My Kitten” stand out nicely from the black leather. It is the first time in which you actually have given me something that shows the control you have over my body, the power you possess over my mind, and the guardianship you have over my soul.
“There is no time for tears, albeit tears of joy, I am sure. We have somewhere to be and it’s already almost dark.”
“Yes, Sir,” I say as I pull down my wet hair from the bun to finish drying it. My ears are listening to the sound of your voice but my eyes never leave the reflection of my new collar in the mirror. “Let me dry my hair and get some clothes on and I will be ready, Sir.”
“Dry the hair but leave the clothes. Where we are going, you won’t need them.”
With that, you smile and walk out of the bathroom, leaving me to the task at hand. I quickly run the hair dryer, knowing I don’t like to keep you waiting. Once my hair is soft and dry, I pull it back up into a bun on the top of my head, accentuating the collar on my neck.
Walking into the living room, you notice my hair in a bun. A smile creeps across your lips, and I know you are pleased at the way your collar looks around my neck. I notice a blue blanket folded neatly lying on the sofa. On top of it is a blindfold and next to it is a four foot long leather leash.
“Come here and turn around, kitten. You need not know the route to our destination.”
As I turn to face away from you, I feel you put the blindfold in place. A small click indicates that the leash has been secured in place as well. I feel a small tug and know that it signals the beginning of our journey for the evening.
I can hear the garage door opening and feel you leading me down the steps. I hear a door open and you tell me to stand still. After a few moments, you take me by the shoulders and guide me into the vehicle. As I sit down, I feel the folded blanket under my naked flesh, warming my cheeks. The door is closed, and I am left sitting alone in all my glory. Knowing that I am naked makes me nervous, but my body again betrays me and I can feel moisture begin to pool in the crevice between my legs.
A door to my left opens, and I feel the car give way to the weight of your entry. Once the door is securely closed, silence is abound and I wonder what you are doing.
“Master? Are you there, Master?”
A whispered voice catches me off guard to my left as it is right next to my ear.
“Sit back, kitten. Relax and enjoy the ride.”
As you set the car in motion, I try to keep track of the turns, hoping to get an idea of where you are taking me. There’s a left out of the drive, a left off your street, and a left off the main road. But how long have we been on the main road? A mile? Maybe a mile and a half? Awe, hell. It’s no use. By the time I try to figure out the distance on the main road, you have taken two more turns and I honestly couldn’t remember which way they were or how long in between them.
With the realization of being utterly lost under the blindfold, I settle back in the seat. I hear a laugh coming from you and know that you realize that I have lost track of where we are. I try to pout, crossing my arms and squeezing my legs together, but you are having none of that.
I feel the car pull to the side of the road and feel you uncrossing my arms. Before I know what is happening, I feel a silk tie being wrapped around my wrists and pulled tightly. Before tying it off, the length is wrapped snuggly around my knees as well so that the four parts of my body are all secured as one.
“Now, if you want to act like a pouting child, just have the attitude to match this tantrum and I will remove the collar and turn around. If you want a night like no other, you will become a pleasant submissive slut and do it now.”
The thought of my new collar being removed makes my stomach turn. Instantly, I feel lightheaded and sick. Pulling myself together, I speak in the steadiest voice I can muster as I lowered my head in shame.
“Your cum slut is sorry, Sir. I know better than to pout. Please don’t take my collar away. I will be good.”
Cupping my chin, you pull it up and around to face you. Your lips cover mine in a crushing kiss, and I melt into you. After what felt like forever, you break the kiss, moving your lips to my ear.
“You know, kitten, that I will bring you great joy. If you trust me as you say you do, why will you not let yourself lose control and give into the pleasure? Every time we are together, there is a lesson to be learned. Tonight will be a new beginning for us. But I can’t give that to you if you won’t receive it.”
With that, I sink back in the seat, not defeated but ready to give in and let you take the lead. The car pulls back onto the road and the rest of the trip is done in silence. After what felt like forever, I feel the car pull off the road onto a gravel road. The gravel road turns into what feels like a short dirt road and the car comes to a halt.
“Sit where you are, kitten. I will be around to get you in a moment.”
I hear your door open and you exit the car. The door stays ajar for a few minutes but then closes abruptly. Within seconds, you are at my door, opening it and leaning inside. Your lips find mine and your tongue dances inside my mouth. Your touch feels good, and I instinctively try to reach up to wrap my arms around your neck but stop short as I realize my wrists are still tied to my knees. Sensing my frustration, you pull away from the kiss and begin to untie me.
“Let that be the first and last time of the evening that you have a tantrum. Tonight is about losing control and all but drowning in the pleasure of it all. Think you can handle that?”
“Yes, Master,” I say. My mind is reeling with all the possibilities of the evening.
You reach in and grab me by the shoulders, guiding my body out of the car and standing it just outside not far from the car. My bare feet can feel grass beneath them, and my skin is slightly cooled by the gentle breeze blowing. I hear the door shut and feel you gently tug at the leash. Following you only a short distance, you tell me to stop and stand still. From that stance, I can hear what sounds like you spreading the blanket.
In a moments instance, I feel you standing in front of me…breathing steadily only inches away. Your hands come up to grasp my face and I reach up to pull you to me. To my surprise, your body is naked and as our bodies meet, I feel your semi-rigid member poking me in the lower belly. Your kiss ignites a fire inside of me and I can feel my body getting hotter and hotter by the degree.
Your hands move to my shoulders, and gently push me to kneel. Below I feel the blanket softly cushioning my knees. As soon as I instinctively try to look up, I feel the tip of your cock on my lips. Snaking my tongue out of my mouth, I let it dance from the tip to the base of your cock, teasing you all the way. Then I take each of your balls into my mouth, slowly bathing them in my saliva.
Once I release your balls from my mouth, I feel you push me backwards, all the way to the ground. Your body lands on top of mine and we commence the most romantic make out session that I have ever had. Your hands are all over me, your lips are kissing me everywhere, and my mind is reeling while my temperature is steadily rising.
Before long, you take me by the hips and flip me over. Thinking you are ready to enter me, I position myself accordingly but you have other plans. I hear you mumble a no, and your body crawls on top of mine sinking your teeth into my neck. It’s not painful but done with enough force to stop me dead in my tracks. I can feel your rigid cock dancing along the lips of my very wet pussy and the friction there causes me to become wetter by the moment.
Slowly, you make your way down my body, licking and kissing all the way. As you reach the cheeks of my ass, your right hand pushes the middle of my back down and my shoulders make contact with the ground. With my head lying on the ground, you reach up and pull the blindfold off.
“Don’t move that head, kitten. Just look up at that moon and let it all go.”
The moon is high in the sky and full as can be. Brightly shining, I can see that we are positioned on the blanket in a clearing in a hayfield on a farm.
You resume your travels down my body, my ass high in the air. My knees are spread apart, and your hands run down my slippery slit. Your fingers begin running circles around my clit, and a fire ignites in the core of my belly. A moan slips from my lips, and I can feel the wetness trickle down my thighs.
I close my eyes, trying to concentrate on the sensations you are giving me. I feel your tongue join in on the assault of my clit, and my fire is building at an unbelievable pace. First one, then two fingers slide in my wet hole and I begin to move my hips back and forth on them. Your tongue leaves my clit only to travel up to my rosebud and begin its dance on my exposed skin. It only takes a few minutes and I can feel the wave building from deep inside, threatening to crash over me at any moment.
Just as I am almost at the point of no return, you leap up and onto my back, your body aligning itself with mine. Your teeth latch onto the delicate skin of my neck and sink slightly into the flesh, as if holding me in place for your planned assault on my wet pussy.
Balancing on your left hand, your right arm encircles my neck, making me instinctively raise my head and open my eyes. The full moon is bright in the sky, catching my eye as I anticipate your taking of my body.
I can feel your hard cock stabbing at my pussy in an all but teasing fashion. The sensations continue to be the fuel to the fire deep in my belly. As your teeth leave the flesh of my neck, your right arm continues to hold me upright. Your cock is stabbing my slit, and as I draw a very shallow breath, your rigid cock enters my pussy and drives home in one thrust. My pussy is on fire now, burning from the outside in.
With no time to recover, you begin your slow but brutal assault on my pussy. The tip of your cock time and time again meets my cervix. Each time you pull almost all of the way out, only to thrust back in, reaching yet another depth close to my core. It’s as if your cockhead is trying to pry open my cervix. The sensation is amazing, and I know it won’t be long until I am riding the wave of an incredible orgasm.
Your thrusting begins to slow slightly as you lean over, putting your lips just next to my ear. Your voice is low and sounds as if you are growling the words to me.
“I know what you need, kitten. I see it in your soul every time you are on top of me, riding my cock. You want my seed deep inside your womb. You want to be bred by your Master’s seed. Open yourself to me. Open your womb and accept my gift…my seed that will breed you. It’s yet another way to make you mine.”
With that, your right arm comes around my neck again. It’s a firm but gentle pressure that is applied. Your thrusting increases and your quest to reach the depths of my womb continues.
“Say it, bitch. Tell your Master what you want.”
Without a bit of hesitation and meeting your thrusts as an equal, I easily find the words to express my desires.
“Your little kitten wants you to take her…make her your bitch…and fill her with your cum. So I am opening myself to you…fill my womb full of your seed, Sir. Please, Sir, I need to be bred by you.”
With that, I feel the intensity of your thrusts drastically increase…the head of your cock pushing at the entry of my womb. The waves are threatening to wash over both of us as our bodies continue their binding into oneness. My knees grow weak and with all the strength you have, you grab me by the shoulders and continue your assault on my cervix. Pulling my body up a bit, it allows you the perfect alignment you desire as your cock pushes deeper into my womb.
Your breathing is shallow and your heart is pounding in your chest against my back. With a final thrust, I hear a loud groan and feel your cock stab my cervical entrance one last time. With the slit of your cockhead aligned perfectly with my entry, I can feel you shooting stream after stream of your sticky seed into my womb. Your cock ceases to move, holding the cum at an amazing depth allowing your seed time to swim up and begin its journey to take hold. Your arms wrap lovingly around my neck and our bodies collapse with your still semi-hard cock still pressing my entry.
After taking a few minutes to catch our breath, you roll off me, lying on your back on the blanket. You pull me in your arms and wrap the blanket around us both. As we lie there, staring at the moon, I realize that something very special indeed happened tonight. Your cum is not dripping from my pussy as it normally does. Your technique of true love making tonight has trapped it in my womb, and if all goes as well as it has thus far, a seed will be growing in my belly by morning. It will serve as a symbol of the love we share and a gift to us from one much greater than ourselves.
“Almost ready, kitten?”
“Yes, Master.”
You step behind me, your body aligning itself with mine. I am trying to brush the tangles from my hair as you take a step closer to me.
“You can finish that in a minute. Pull your hair up and close your eyes, kitten. I have a surprise for you.”
Reaching both hands up, I pull my blonde hair into a bun. Placing my hands back at my side, I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I love your surprises and I can feel my body responding already to the excitement of receiving one from you.
I feel your hands on my shoulders, rubbing them lightly. You lean over and plant wet kisses on one side and then the other of my neck. My skin feels hot, as if you have lit a fire where your lips have touched me. As you lift your head, I feel you reach around my neck. Something heavy and thick is wrapped around my neck and I hear a click, sounding as if a lock has been closed.
“You may open your eyes now, baby.”
As I open my eyes, my hands instinctively fly to my neck. Wrapped around it is a leather collar, an inch tall and a quarter inch thick. As I run my fingers over the leather, I stare at the image of myself in the mirror. Engraved letters all but shout two small words at me. In an instant, tears begin to stream down my face and I turn to leap into your arms.
“Do you like it?”
“Oh my! Do I like it? That is an understatement, Master,” I say as I all but squeeze you to death.
“I thought it would be something special to start off our night. There are all sorts of surprises for you tonight, My kitten.”
As I turn back to the image in the mirror, the words “My Kitten” stand out nicely from the black leather. It is the first time in which you actually have given me something that shows the control you have over my body, the power you possess over my mind, and the guardianship you have over my soul.
“There is no time for tears, albeit tears of joy, I am sure. We have somewhere to be and it’s already almost dark.”
“Yes, Sir,” I say as I pull down my wet hair from the bun to finish drying it. My ears are listening to the sound of your voice but my eyes never leave the reflection of my new collar in the mirror. “Let me dry my hair and get some clothes on and I will be ready, Sir.”
“Dry the hair but leave the clothes. Where we are going, you won’t need them.”
With that, you smile and walk out of the bathroom, leaving me to the task at hand. I quickly run the hair dryer, knowing I don’t like to keep you waiting. Once my hair is soft and dry, I pull it back up into a bun on the top of my head, accentuating the collar on my neck.
Walking into the living room, you notice my hair in a bun. A smile creeps across your lips, and I know you are pleased at the way your collar looks around my neck. I notice a blue blanket folded neatly lying on the sofa. On top of it is a blindfold and next to it is a four foot long leather leash.
“Come here and turn around, kitten. You need not know the route to our destination.”
As I turn to face away from you, I feel you put the blindfold in place. A small click indicates that the leash has been secured in place as well. I feel a small tug and know that it signals the beginning of our journey for the evening.
I can hear the garage door opening and feel you leading me down the steps. I hear a door open and you tell me to stand still. After a few moments, you take me by the shoulders and guide me into the vehicle. As I sit down, I feel the folded blanket under my naked flesh, warming my cheeks. The door is closed, and I am left sitting alone in all my glory. Knowing that I am naked makes me nervous, but my body again betrays me and I can feel moisture begin to pool in the crevice between my legs.
A door to my left opens, and I feel the car give way to the weight of your entry. Once the door is securely closed, silence is abound and I wonder what you are doing.
“Master? Are you there, Master?”
A whispered voice catches me off guard to my left as it is right next to my ear.
“Sit back, kitten. Relax and enjoy the ride.”
As you set the car in motion, I try to keep track of the turns, hoping to get an idea of where you are taking me. There’s a left out of the drive, a left off your street, and a left off the main road. But how long have we been on the main road? A mile? Maybe a mile and a half? Awe, hell. It’s no use. By the time I try to figure out the distance on the main road, you have taken two more turns and I honestly couldn’t remember which way they were or how long in between them.
With the realization of being utterly lost under the blindfold, I settle back in the seat. I hear a laugh coming from you and know that you realize that I have lost track of where we are. I try to pout, crossing my arms and squeezing my legs together, but you are having none of that.
I feel the car pull to the side of the road and feel you uncrossing my arms. Before I know what is happening, I feel a silk tie being wrapped around my wrists and pulled tightly. Before tying it off, the length is wrapped snuggly around my knees as well so that the four parts of my body are all secured as one.
“Now, if you want to act like a pouting child, just have the attitude to match this tantrum and I will remove the collar and turn around. If you want a night like no other, you will become a pleasant submissive slut and do it now.”
The thought of my new collar being removed makes my stomach turn. Instantly, I feel lightheaded and sick. Pulling myself together, I speak in the steadiest voice I can muster as I lowered my head in shame.
“Your cum slut is sorry, Sir. I know better than to pout. Please don’t take my collar away. I will be good.”
Cupping my chin, you pull it up and around to face you. Your lips cover mine in a crushing kiss, and I melt into you. After what felt like forever, you break the kiss, moving your lips to my ear.
“You know, kitten, that I will bring you great joy. If you trust me as you say you do, why will you not let yourself lose control and give into the pleasure? Every time we are together, there is a lesson to be learned. Tonight will be a new beginning for us. But I can’t give that to you if you won’t receive it.”
With that, I sink back in the seat, not defeated but ready to give in and let you take the lead. The car pulls back onto the road and the rest of the trip is done in silence. After what felt like forever, I feel the car pull off the road onto a gravel road. The gravel road turns into what feels like a short dirt road and the car comes to a halt.
“Sit where you are, kitten. I will be around to get you in a moment.”
I hear your door open and you exit the car. The door stays ajar for a few minutes but then closes abruptly. Within seconds, you are at my door, opening it and leaning inside. Your lips find mine and your tongue dances inside my mouth. Your touch feels good, and I instinctively try to reach up to wrap my arms around your neck but stop short as I realize my wrists are still tied to my knees. Sensing my frustration, you pull away from the kiss and begin to untie me.
“Let that be the first and last time of the evening that you have a tantrum. Tonight is about losing control and all but drowning in the pleasure of it all. Think you can handle that?”
“Yes, Master,” I say. My mind is reeling with all the possibilities of the evening.
You reach in and grab me by the shoulders, guiding my body out of the car and standing it just outside not far from the car. My bare feet can feel grass beneath them, and my skin is slightly cooled by the gentle breeze blowing. I hear the door shut and feel you gently tug at the leash. Following you only a short distance, you tell me to stop and stand still. From that stance, I can hear what sounds like you spreading the blanket.
In a moments instance, I feel you standing in front of me…breathing steadily only inches away. Your hands come up to grasp my face and I reach up to pull you to me. To my surprise, your body is naked and as our bodies meet, I feel your semi-rigid member poking me in the lower belly. Your kiss ignites a fire inside of me and I can feel my body getting hotter and hotter by the degree.
Your hands move to my shoulders, and gently push me to kneel. Below I feel the blanket softly cushioning my knees. As soon as I instinctively try to look up, I feel the tip of your cock on my lips. Snaking my tongue out of my mouth, I let it dance from the tip to the base of your cock, teasing you all the way. Then I take each of your balls into my mouth, slowly bathing them in my saliva.
Once I release your balls from my mouth, I feel you push me backwards, all the way to the ground. Your body lands on top of mine and we commence the most romantic make out session that I have ever had. Your hands are all over me, your lips are kissing me everywhere, and my mind is reeling while my temperature is steadily rising.
Before long, you take me by the hips and flip me over. Thinking you are ready to enter me, I position myself accordingly but you have other plans. I hear you mumble a no, and your body crawls on top of mine sinking your teeth into my neck. It’s not painful but done with enough force to stop me dead in my tracks. I can feel your rigid cock dancing along the lips of my very wet pussy and the friction there causes me to become wetter by the moment.
Slowly, you make your way down my body, licking and kissing all the way. As you reach the cheeks of my ass, your right hand pushes the middle of my back down and my shoulders make contact with the ground. With my head lying on the ground, you reach up and pull the blindfold off.
“Don’t move that head, kitten. Just look up at that moon and let it all go.”
The moon is high in the sky and full as can be. Brightly shining, I can see that we are positioned on the blanket in a clearing in a hayfield on a farm.
You resume your travels down my body, my ass high in the air. My knees are spread apart, and your hands run down my slippery slit. Your fingers begin running circles around my clit, and a fire ignites in the core of my belly. A moan slips from my lips, and I can feel the wetness trickle down my thighs.
I close my eyes, trying to concentrate on the sensations you are giving me. I feel your tongue join in on the assault of my clit, and my fire is building at an unbelievable pace. First one, then two fingers slide in my wet hole and I begin to move my hips back and forth on them. Your tongue leaves my clit only to travel up to my rosebud and begin its dance on my exposed skin. It only takes a few minutes and I can feel the wave building from deep inside, threatening to crash over me at any moment.
Just as I am almost at the point of no return, you leap up and onto my back, your body aligning itself with mine. Your teeth latch onto the delicate skin of my neck and sink slightly into the flesh, as if holding me in place for your planned assault on my wet pussy.
Balancing on your left hand, your right arm encircles my neck, making me instinctively raise my head and open my eyes. The full moon is bright in the sky, catching my eye as I anticipate your taking of my body.
I can feel your hard cock stabbing at my pussy in an all but teasing fashion. The sensations continue to be the fuel to the fire deep in my belly. As your teeth leave the flesh of my neck, your right arm continues to hold me upright. Your cock is stabbing my slit, and as I draw a very shallow breath, your rigid cock enters my pussy and drives home in one thrust. My pussy is on fire now, burning from the outside in.
With no time to recover, you begin your slow but brutal assault on my pussy. The tip of your cock time and time again meets my cervix. Each time you pull almost all of the way out, only to thrust back in, reaching yet another depth close to my core. It’s as if your cockhead is trying to pry open my cervix. The sensation is amazing, and I know it won’t be long until I am riding the wave of an incredible orgasm.
Your thrusting begins to slow slightly as you lean over, putting your lips just next to my ear. Your voice is low and sounds as if you are growling the words to me.
“I know what you need, kitten. I see it in your soul every time you are on top of me, riding my cock. You want my seed deep inside your womb. You want to be bred by your Master’s seed. Open yourself to me. Open your womb and accept my gift…my seed that will breed you. It’s yet another way to make you mine.”
With that, your right arm comes around my neck again. It’s a firm but gentle pressure that is applied. Your thrusting increases and your quest to reach the depths of my womb continues.
“Say it, bitch. Tell your Master what you want.”
Without a bit of hesitation and meeting your thrusts as an equal, I easily find the words to express my desires.
“Your little kitten wants you to take her…make her your bitch…and fill her with your cum. So I am opening myself to you…fill my womb full of your seed, Sir. Please, Sir, I need to be bred by you.”
With that, I feel the intensity of your thrusts drastically increase…the head of your cock pushing at the entry of my womb. The waves are threatening to wash over both of us as our bodies continue their binding into oneness. My knees grow weak and with all the strength you have, you grab me by the shoulders and continue your assault on my cervix. Pulling my body up a bit, it allows you the perfect alignment you desire as your cock pushes deeper into my womb.
Your breathing is shallow and your heart is pounding in your chest against my back. With a final thrust, I hear a loud groan and feel your cock stab my cervical entrance one last time. With the slit of your cockhead aligned perfectly with my entry, I can feel you shooting stream after stream of your sticky seed into my womb. Your cock ceases to move, holding the cum at an amazing depth allowing your seed time to swim up and begin its journey to take hold. Your arms wrap lovingly around my neck and our bodies collapse with your still semi-hard cock still pressing my entry.
After taking a few minutes to catch our breath, you roll off me, lying on your back on the blanket. You pull me in your arms and wrap the blanket around us both. As we lie there, staring at the moon, I realize that something very special indeed happened tonight. Your cum is not dripping from my pussy as it normally does. Your technique of true love making tonight has trapped it in my womb, and if all goes as well as it has thus far, a seed will be growing in my belly by morning. It will serve as a symbol of the love we share and a gift to us from one much greater than ourselves.
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