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Despite her busy work schedule denying her any chance to provide what her slutty slit craved, she was ready.
Properly teased and edged throughout the day.
From dirty whispers that flashed across her phone's screen.
To glances at lustful imagery.
A playful bit of teasing and being teased in passing chats.
Along with some erotica consumed.
All taken in to tease her lusts.
Stringing her along.
Bringing her to a boil.
Making herself ride the edge for hours on end.
Her desire for release.
To explode.
To get home.
All over-whelming.
Finally, the workday was at an end.
The drive home just another delay.
As expected for this evening, blessedly her family would be out of the house granting her the needed time for sensual seductions of self.
Yet a worry.
A nervous bite of her lower lip.
Would her owner be online?
She could try to find another playmate, but it was her owner’s attention that she truly craved.
A quick scan of her notifications.
Ah!
There it was.
Her Mistress’s message.
ADarkAngel: “Dress code four.”
ADarkAngel: “When you are in the proper attire further commands will follow.”
A quickening of breath.
Finally.
After so many sessions.
Dress code four.
Nude.
Ass plugged.
Nipples tied with strings.
Collar on.
As her owner had not specified the optional pig-tails, she would forgo such humiliation.
In excited trepidation, bit by bit clothing shed soon to be replaced with the proper vestment.
Cool lube contrasting with a momentary burn as the widest portion of the clear glass plug pressed past her tight anal ring.
The hard surface pressing against her thin internal membrane with every movement.
Deft fingers manipulating string into bows upon flesh.
Her nipples blazing instantly at the pressure the simple ties created, radiating outward and pooling a lake of lava in her loins.
Finally, a clasping bringing leather tight upon her throat.
Her breath becoming ragged as endorphins stirred her being.
K5: “Dressed as commanded, Miss.”
K5: “Fuck, I’m so turned on right now!”
Her Mistress’s words could not flash across the chat’s display soon enough.
The text dots indicating any moment the task she had to fulfill would appear.
Her mind screaming, “Please hurry!”
ADarkAngel: “Your task is simple.”
ADarkAngel: “You will crawl to the kitchen with your vibe in your mouth as if it was a bone.”
ADarkAngel: “Fill a bowl with water.”
ADarkAngel: “Insert your vibe into your pussy on the lowest intensity.”
ADarkAngel: “Lap up the water from the bowl as if you were worshiping the honey of my cunt.”
Fuck.
It was that.
A recreation of the scene her Mistress had shown her and she had come to.
Who needed a vibrator?
She was already buzzing.
Yet her Mistress’s words were not to be breached without the use of her safeword.
Vibrator found and gripped in her teeth, she eagerly padded along the floor on all fours despite angry pains to her knees upon hardwood and tiles.
Everything in the kitchen loomed, driving home the reality she was her Mistress’s pet.
Standing ever so briefly she found and filled the bowl as drool dripped along the sides of the toy gripped in her mouth.
Down, down, down she gently lowered the bowl and resumed her proper place.
A pet on all fours in service to her love, her Mistress.
It was time.
The phallic toy slipped ever so easily in, amazing her.
Panting with tongue out.
Her ancestral beast calling to her.
Driving her lusts as she bent to lap the proxy for her Mistress’s nectar.
One lick.
An imagined aura of her Mistress’s musk wafting in the air.
Two.
Her own pussy dribbling.
A third.
Her humanity shocked and stirred at how she had succumbed to her animalistic nature.
It was so much sensory overload.
Disbelief swept through her as she frantically typed.
K5: “Miss, I’m going to cum soon!”
ADarkAngel: “Rub your clit.”
Groaning.
Straining not to cum.
She knew she must not.
To cum too soon meant her Mistress’s displeasure.
Her paw sought her sensitive nub of flesh.
Fuck, she needed release.
Every fiber screamed for it.
Her cries to her Mistress that she was close a silent digital wail.
A count down started at 20 by her Mistress.
Oh please, oh please faster!
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18
Desperation setting in.
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Legs squeezing down upon the vicious intruder to her cunt.
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Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!
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Squirming!
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10
The need to cum maddening!
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8
Almost!
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6
At 5 commanded to swat her pussy!
At 4 a swat upon what her Mistress owned between her legs!
Swatting at 3 to make her more sensitive!
Puppy howls escaping her mouth and echoing as she swatted at 2!
Nearly there with a final swat and whimper at 1!
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The damn broke!
Flooding the floor!
Hard!
Fast!
Mind-blowing!
Her body betraying her though!
Rolling yet into another orgasm!
Screaming!
Thrashing!
Driven by her Miss to swat and rub again...
Slap, rub, slap, rub, rub, slap, slap, slap...
Yet another consuming wave overtaking her!
The pain and pleasure breaking her!
A cry of her safe word!
A relenting by her Mistress.
Yet it wasn’t enough!
Her body needed one more push!
Pleading for her Miss to ignore the use of her safeword!
To be allowed to cum a final time!
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YES!
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RUBBING!
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SO CLOSE!
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TEARS, DROOL, AND NECTAR POURING!
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SWAT!
SWAT!!
SWAT!!!
SWAT!!!!
SWAT!!!!!
CUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tension freezing her for an eternity between seconds.
A gasp and free fall of muscles.
At length her body could handle no more.
Her safeword spoken again in earnest this time.
Her shouts of pleasure still echoing in her ears.
Weakly removing the vibe.
She was sated.
She was spent.
She was glorious.
She was owned.
Most importantly, she was loved.
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