Good Girl- Part 1
Introduction:
Good Girl likes to be dominated by her Master and Mistress- Come see how she takes it
“Yes, Mistress.” I was already wet, excited for the punishment. “Come.” She replied and walked into the living room. She sat on the long couch, “Get in position.” I knelt on the couch, laid over her lap with my ass in the air and my face on the couch cushion. She pushed up my skirt and caressed my underwear covered ass. I heard Master come in the room. “I see you’re ready to punish our teasing little whore.” “Oh, yes, just waiting for you dear.”
The first slap rang out, and then I felt the sting, “One, Mistress”. I knew better then to not count them out. She would continue until I counted to ten. Slap, Slap, Slap, four in a row with me counting each one. Then she stopped and caressed my ass. “The slap is not as satisfying, with your panties on. We need to fix that.” She slid my underwear to my knees and kneaded my ass and opening my cheeks wide. “Oh, you have the blue one in. You were a naughty girl at work today.”
Mistress and Master had bought me different colored plugs for each size. The biggest three, clear, red and black were kept at their house because they were the three we used just before Master claimed my rear hole. I had worked all day while walking around my office to get to the blue one, which was the size just before clear. I knew it would make them happy and prolong our fun.
“For being such a wonderfully dirty whore, you’ll only get eight spanks for sending the teasing photo today.” Mistress purred. I knew I had pleased her and couldn’t wait to do so again. She pressed her thumb to the base of the plug moving it in a circular motion. “How long have you had this in?” “For an hour, Mistress.” “Good girl.”
Her hand left the plug and then, Smack, Smack on my bare ass cheek. I counted them out. Then the couch dipped behind me with Masters weight. I waited anxiously but the slap didn’t come. He rubbed his large hands over my ass cheeks, kneading them like Mistress had, making my pussy tingle. I loved the feel knowing that he was looking at my tight little bud being stretched for him. His hands moved down to my thighs massaging them, when, slap. Mistress had given me number 7 while Master distracted me with pleasant sensations. My ass cheeks were tingling and I knew at this point they were turning a nice pink. Master gave me my 8th spank to start the night, one hand brought down on each cheek.
“Now be a good whore and go take off your clothes.” he commanded. “Yes, Master.” I moved quickly from the couch and went to the room I used. Mistress came in and watched me. She loved seeing me strip. She went to the closet and took out a costume; this one was a maid outfit. She handed it to me with a set of fishnet stockings and stiletto high heels. Once I was dressed, Mistress called out to Master and he came in with the clear plug. “Bend over” I did so and Mistress took the end of the blue plug. She pulled it out slowly and then pushed it back in. She repeated the function five or six times. Then she pulled it out completely. “Oh, her ass looks so good.” Mistress groaned. “I know and it feels like a tight piece of heaven. I can’t wait until my cock is inside it.” Master replied. He slapped my ass and then Mistress held my cheeks open as Master slowly slid the next plug in. This one was longer than the blue one and larger at the base. He would get to a certain point and pull it back out and then start all over. Master loved to fuck me slowly with the plug, partly because he wanted to make sure I was completely ready for his cock. He didn’t want to hurt his favorite play toy and knew that the slower he took it right now, the faster and harder he could take it with his cock. He finally pushed it all the way in and then slapped my ass. “My cock is so hard right now.” he practically growled at Mistress. “Then have our good little whore fix it. I’ll watch.”
He buried his hand in my hair and gave a slight tug. I stood up and turned to face him. “On your knees.” And he pulled down on my hair. I knelt and opened my mouth. I knew what Master wanted, he wanted his large dick in my mouth. I didn’t have a strong gag reflex which meant if Master allowed me to acclimate myself for a few minutes to his dick, I’d be able to take him all in, which was no easy feat because of his size and girth. Master stood still and used his hand to bob my head up and down on his cock. I used my tongue and some suction to please him. He groaned and then pulled back. “Spit on my dick, make it nice and wet.” I did as he asked, he released my hair. “Get my dick wet and ready to go down your throat.” I did, I bobbed up and down on it, letting my saliva wet his dick and used my hands and tongue to get it everywhere. I took him in my mouth a few times going as far back as I could. It took four tries and on the fifth I pushed him all the way down my throat, my lower lip connecting with this soft ball sack. I held him there in my mouth for a few seconds before needing to take a breath. I pulled him out of my mouth and then went back for more. I took him all the way down my throat six times before he wrapped his head in my hair again and took over. “Arms behind you back.” He commanded. Then he bobbed my head on and off his swollen cock. He would a few short strokes and then make me take him all the way and hold me there. I loved the feeling of no control, it made me so wet that I felt my lubrication drip down my leg. Master was thrusting and bobbing my head up and down in a frenzy. I felt his cock swell in my mouth as he gave one final thrust and his hot sperm hit the back of my throat. I swallowed and kept sucking. I wanted to make sure I got it all, I didn’t want to miss a drop and make him mad.
“Babe, our little whore is so good with her mouth.” He groaned as his cock shrank in my mouth. “Don’t stop sucking” Mistress ordered. I sucked and licked Masters dick with more gusto, making sure I got it all. “Good whore.” Mistress crooned. She stroked the side of my face and then dropped her hand to my right breast. She caressed it through my outfit. “What do you think dear, does our good little whore deserve a reward.” “She did get to her blue one on her own, and then just sucked me dry. I would say she could have a little reward.” Mistress removed her hand from my breast and ordered me to the bed. “Lye on your back and spread your legs.” I hurried to do so. She ran her hands over my thighs feeling the wet juices that had run down my legs. “Did taking my husbands cock down your throat make you this wet?” “Yes, Mistress” I breathed. Her thumbs brushed over my labia making me groan. She used her thumbs to spread my lips and just looked at me. I got hotter as she just stared, I loved knowing my clean pussy excited her. She lowered her head and licked from my pussy to my clit. I bucked upward from the sensation of her hot tongue. She flicked my clit with her tongue a few times making me moan and then she latched onto it and sucked it into her mouth. She kept the suction up while she swirled her tongue around it making me squirm. “No moving.” Master commanded. He walked around the bed and grabbed my wrists and pulled them toward him above my head pinning me to the bed. Mistress continued to suck and lick me making me want to squirm. I couldn’t help it, it felt so good. Then she put her finger inside me. Just one at first breaching my lips and making my nerve endings sing. Then two, she found the spot on my inner wall that made me scream and made a come hither motion with her fingers. My pussy clenched, “May I come, please Mistress?” I panted out. “Yes” I let go and felt my insides clench around her fingers, my ass tightened around the plug and I saw dots of light behind my eyes as the spasms of my orgasm washed over me. I cried out in sheer pleasure. Mistress kept sucking until the last of my spasms had passed. She looked up at me. “That was a strong one. You were a good little whore and didn’t come all week like I told you.” “Yes, Mistress” I said breathlessly, still trying to catch my breath.
“Then we’ll reward you for being so good. Now clean up and we’ll have dinner.” I went to the bathroom, wiped myself clean with wet wipes and straightened my outfit.
I went to the dining room and at Mistresses direction I sat down. We ate a wonderful dinner of chicken and roasted veggies. Mistress and Master always made a dinner of healthy not too heavy food items. They knew that the after dinner activities would get rambunctious and didn’t want anyone to feel ill. We discussed our weeks and what was going on at work, just like normal friends would. Then once dinner was done and the dished cleared away Mistress sent me to the Room.
