Red Lipstick

I arrive home to find you waiting for me, your eyes set in a cold stare, and a studded leather belt in your hands. The outfit that you have chosen for me is spread out on the bed, and I dutifully put on the skimpy clothing. Tonight you have chosen a red lace bustier with a matching garter belt and back-seam stockings, a tight rubber miniskirt, and painfully tall 6" black patent stiletto pumps. You watch silently as I dress and stand in front of you, slightly off-balance from the high heels. You approach, and add to my attire a pair of leather wrist cuffs with a silver chain leash, and a leather choker with steel loops attached to it. Yanking the leash, you lead me to the dimly light bathroom to see myself in the full length mirror. You take a pot of bright red wet lipstick and apply it thickly to my lips. You tell me to tell my own image how sexy it is, how I want to suck its tits and lick its pussy. You then tell me to lean forward and give my image a kiss on the lips, which of course I do, leaving a red imprint on the mirror. Then you kiss me hard on the mouth, crushing my soft, full lips with yours.

You lead me to the kitchen and seat me on a table, a welcome break from standing in the tall heels. You take some chilled wine into your mouth, and then share it with me by pressing your mouth against mine. Now you hold the bottle just above my face, and let the wine pour. I open my mouth to catch some of the burgundy liquid, but of course you pour much more than I can swallow, so it runs in rivers down my body. You use your tongue to collect the wine from my neck, shoulders, breasts and stomach, biting me each time. You then turn me onto my stomach on the table, and, using the leash, pull my hands over my head. You attach the leash to an eye-bolt on the wall (you planned to enslave me tonight, didn't you?), and then pull each of my ankles to meet a table leg, where you secure them with leather straps. You leave me in this helpless, exposed position as you enjoy some more wine.

Now you are behind me, and I can't tell what's going to happen until I hear the resounding crack of your leather belt against the rubber miniskirt which is just barely covering my ass. The sound is louder than the pain, but the sting is still real, Again, I hear the CRACK! of your belt on my ass, and feel the sting a split second later. You spank me three more times, and then I suddenly feel you rubbing the belt up the insides of my thighs, slowly caressing my soft brown flesh until I am mesmerized by the sensation, my pussy becoming moist. Just when I have forgotten the previous pain, you yank up my rubber miniskirt and strike solidly with the belt, aiming the blow directly against my naked ass. I whimper and squirm; you scold me, and strike again. You tell me that you will continue to spank me until I am silent. It only takes one more SMACK! for me to learn to bear the pain. You stop and kiss the hot pink marks across the brown flesh of my soft ass.

As you lick the sore red marks on my ass, I moan quietly, but not quietly enough. You come to the side of the table, and turn my head to face you, as the leash keeps my arms stretched above my head. My full, wet lips are open, my mouth in a little circle from the painful spanking, and the anticipation of what is to come. You begin to lick at my neck, sending shivers up my spine as I writhe uncomfortably on the table. I enjoy this, and you remind me that I am here for your pleasure tonight. Suddenly I remember, and my body jumps up uncontrollably as your belt once again strikes my ass. However, the restraints are sufficient to keep me from escaping the CRACK! of the belt. As I let out another cry, you strike again, further between my legs this time, and you notice the lips of my pussy swelling. You take the cold metal edge of the buckle and slowly slide it vertically between the tender flesh of my moist cunt. The buckle is so cold! I squirm, but manage to bite my tongue.

As you pause to partake of more wine, I beg to drink some myself. You agree, and bring the bottle to my lips. "Drink", you order. I am happy to comply, and you tilt the bottle for just a second, letting a tantalizing few drops of the nectar enter my mouth. I beg for more--instead, you press the warm fabric of your pants against my face, and rub your rampant cock along my flushed skin, pressing the material roughly into my lips. You bend over my body, and gather up tiny folds of flesh from my back, taking them between your teeth and biting them, as I arch my body inward in response.

You free one of my hands and guide it to your thighs. You order me to release your cock, and I slowly unzip your pants. Your cock eagerly jumps towards me, and I take it in my soft hand. I stroke it lovingly, and you moan quietly, as it jumps and jerks in my fingers. You ask if I were told to touch you--I look up to you with apology in my eyes, and release your shaft. You re-cuff my hands, but this time, my arms are crossed, which leaves my body at an angle, exposing my lean stomach and ripe brown breasts. You take the soft flesh of my shoulder into your mouth, nibbling me (you know how much that turns me on), then lick a trail from there to my hands, and back to my shoulder. I shiver a bit, and then start to tremble, as your hot tongue slides down my side, ending at my abdomen. As you nibble and bite the warm flesh of my stomach, my breasts are heaving, and my neck is arching, my hot breath coming jerkily from between my lips. You bite my right nipple, and it swells even more than it had already. You slip your tongue against my bellybutton, and bite it. I moan, and you revel in the joy you are giving me.

But tonight, I am yours to play with, and to give me pleasure is your choice. However, it is your right to receive pleasure. You explain that I am receiving pleasure only from your generosity, you tell me that I have not been earning my very high pay, and you spank me again CRACK! against my ass. You ask me what I intend to do about this, and I nervously offer to pleasure you. You ask you how I intend to do this, and I slide my tongue along the edge of my lips. I offer to take you in my mouth, and beg to have a hand released. You refuse, and I apologize for having asked. You move a bit closer to me, standing up, and again press your thighs against my face. This time, there is no fabric, just your hot flesh. I press my lips against your balls and groan. The vibrating sensation is incredible. You cover my stomach with light scratches from your fingers. I lick at your heavy cock, and suck it into my mouth. Now you are unable to remain quiet, as my tongue circles the tip of your cock, and my cheeks are alternately stretched by your probing shaft. I look up at you, and you see a look of appreciation in my eyes.

You slowly pull your swollen cock from the depths of my mouth, and kiss me painfully hard on the lips. You give one last nibble to my stomach, and then release my hands from the leash, pulling my arms towards you, and re-cuffing them together so that now my arms are bound behind my back. I am bent forward, my ass thrust out over the edge of the low table; my thighs are formed and shadowed by the low lights. You move to the edge of the table and bite both of my ass cheeks, making me arch my back and thrust my ass even further towards you.

Deciding that I am able to move too much with only my legs bound to the table, you come around in front of me, and attach a chain leash to my choker. You pull me down to the table, and snap the other end of the leash to an eye bolt set in the floor. Next, you circle back around me, and once more attack my juicy cunt.

You lick between my legs, along the lips of my damp pussy, and near the core of my ass. I shiver, and you slide a finger into my cunt, soaking it in my juices. Suddenly, you withdraw it and touch my asshole. I moan softly as you slide the wet digit into my butt. Your other hand plays between the wet folds of my pussy as I press back towards you. You tell me that I was not told to move, and you spank me again with the belt. I take four blows against my ass this time, and all the while my pussy is getting hotter. You then tell me that you are going to fuck me. I moan. You take your huge tool, and push it between my cunt lips, slowly inching your mammoth shaft into my pussy with long, deliberate strokes. With each stroke you press a little deeper, a little harder, until your full 10 inches is buried inside my tight, throbbing pussy. I moan again, begging and pleading for you to fuck me. You do not answer, but reach around my ample breasts, grabbing them painfully and pinching the nipples with your fingernails. Then you withdraw your gorgeous cock from my honey box--ohhh, don't stop! But you come around in front of me, and raise my chin with your fingers.

You explain to me that you are _very_ dissatisfied with my performance so far, that when you heard of me as a high class whore you expected much more than this. You tell me that if I get down on my knees and beg to suck your cock—really beg and plead--and that if I do a good job, and swallow all your cum, then you _might_ fuck me some more. I agree, and begin begging immediately.

I can tell by the gleam in your eye that I am doing well, for you slowly undo the bindings on my legs, release my arms and undo my choker; then you grab me roughly by the hair, pull my off the table, and shove me to my knees. "Suck me, you slut", you command, and shove your cock into my open, waiting mouth. I pretend to choke on it, knowing that you will administer the belt to my ass. You do, with a loud SMACK! on my firm, round derriere, chiding me for not taking it 'like a good slut should'. You tell me to try again, and this time I swallow the whole shaft, right up to the base of your lovely balls. Your cock is down my throat now, and I can tell how hot you are, for you immediately start thrusting into my mouth with wild abandon. I feel your rod start to twitch, and I know that you are very near. With great heaving spurts you shoot your sticky white cream into my mouth. I take my fingers and rub your cum into my cheeks, lick my fingers and laugh. "Oh, how I love good facial cream!" I moan, taking the rest of your sperm and wiping it along the lips of my now soaking pussy. "Now can I have some more in my cunt?"

"You have served me well and truly, whore", you say. "You have earned your reward. Stand up." I am not fast enough, for you grab my hair, yank me to my feet, and administer another SMACK! to my sore little ass. I know what is coming next, and I am on the verge of orgasm just thinking about it. You take me and seat me on the table again, spreading my legs wide apart so that you can see my juicy pussy.

I am so hot that some of my juices are running down the insides of my thighs, making my stocking tops all wet and sticky. You kneel down to the space between my legs, and start to lick my cunt, flicking my clit with the tip of your tongue. I arch my head back and give myself to the passion, with wild moans of pure pleasure. You continue to lick me, delighting in the depth of my arousal, when suddenly you grab my legs, and with one swift motion reattach my ankle cuffs to the table legs.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" I demand indignantly, as I realize that tonight is going to be a truly SPECIAL night... You just smile and move behind me, as I try, unsuccessfully, to wriggle off the table.

"What the fuck is that?" I demand, already knowing the answer.

"I think you know what it is, my dear sweet Heather," you reply, undoing the straps.

"No fucking way are you putting that thing on me," I shout, writhing about on the table.

"Oh, I think I will," you murmur.

"I'll bite you, you bastard, I swear to God I will!"

"You fucking bastard!" I cry, as you attempt to stuff the large rubber ball into my mouth; I spit the gag out, and try and bite your fingers. You pinch and slap my breasts, then try again, and this time I let you put it in, spreading my lips wide to accommodate it. You snap the gag in place, and I scream obscenities, very few of which make it past the huge rubber appliance. Then you circle around to my cunt--ah, finally, you are going to stuff me!—and reach beneath the table again, withdrawing an oversize rubber dildo, fully 15 inches long and 3 inches around.

I widen my eyes and shake my head 'NO!' in mock terror. "Mmmmm-mmmmmm" I moan through the gag, "mmmmm-mmmmm, mmmm-mmmm!" meaning "Stuff that dildo as deep into my twat as it will go!" I want it so badly now that I can barley stand it. I watch you as you take the tip of the dildo, and run it around the lips of my pussy, moistening it. Then you bring it up to my breasts, and run it around the outsides of my areolas until my nipples are as hard as raisins. Then you take it back down to my pussy, playing with my lips for what seems like an eternity; with unexpected ferocity, you jam the dildo deep into my awaiting cunt, slamming it deep into my box once, twice, thrice. Each time you do, my body shudders with a small pre-orgasmic quake. You just as quickly yank the dildo back out, enjoying my discomfiture at the sudden loss of such a pleasurable sensation. Then slowly, very slowly, with an almost studied deliberateness, you take the dildo, and place it against my anus, and start to push.

A tearing pain shoots through my ass, causing me to arch my back in a vain attempt to get away from your probing. You persist in sliding the dildo up my butt hole, centimeter by centimeter, slowly, slowly.

The pleasure in my cunt that the pain in my ass is giving me is almost indescribable, and just when I think that it can get no better, it does, for you slam your stiff cock into my box, totally filling me with one smooth, savage thrust of your rod.

You start to pump me, banging against my pubes with every quick thrust of your long, thick tool. At the same time you are reaming me out with the dildo, and I can feel the two pricks beating into me as one, stuffing me, fucking me. No, you are not fucking me gently at all, but then I do not want to be fucked gently--you have me wound up as tight as a spring, and I need release; I want you to fuck me savagely, I want you to take me, to make me yours, I want you to fuck me HARD and DEEP I want you to RAVAGE me I want you to FILL ME UP with your cum GIVE it to me STUFF me FUCK me SLAM me FUCK ME

FUCK ME FF-F-FFAAAHHHHH OH GOD I'M CUMING I'M CUMMMMMING I'MMMM AHHHHHHHH-HHHHH G-GG-GGODDDDDDDDDD....

Later, you smile down on my unconscious form, covered with sweat, milky white semen seeping from my cunt down my thighs, hair in wild disarray, muscles slack with exhaustion, a peaceful smile on my face, and you smile, knowing how much you have pleased me and yourself. I love you.

The end