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Mistress’s Thirsty Little Slut – Sarahs Fetish Play

The fireplace is cold tonight – just dark stone and the faint scent of last night’s ash. But the click-click-click of Mistress’s stilettos on hardwood still sends fire through my veins. The first thing I feel is my collar, cool leather hugging my throat, the leash clipping on with a promise. She tilts my chin up, and even before I see her smile, I know this is where I belong. I’m wearing my new burgundy lingerie for her, the color she loves most against my skin. Face down on the bearskin rug, I arch deeper, offering myself. First, she uses my own leash to strap my bottom, then other leather implements, each strike staking its claim. The flogger kisses my back, then bites, just enough to make me gasp. When she flips me over, I keep my legs raised high, trembling as she delivers five cane strokes to my upturned thighs.

Then, the shame I crave: her fingers sliding through my soaked pussy, teasing my wetness, spreading it shamelessly. The crop strikes my swollen clit, and I jolt, my hips chasing the pain. ‘Taste how much you love this.’ She presses her glistening fingers to my lips, and I suck them clean, whimpering, not from pain, but from the submission I feel. Her laugh is warm. “My eager little toy.” I suck them eagerly, moaning around my own taste, because pleasing her is my pleasure.

After she’s well hydrated her thirsty slut, she pins me against the fireplace, leash taut in her fist. I take her strap-on with a moan, my body pliant under her grip as she fucks me hard and deep. She slaps my face – not to hurt, but to brand me. “You’re mine, aren’t you?” “Yes Mistress, Always.” But she doesn’t let me cum like this.

As I lay naked on the rug looking up at her, she drops the vibrator into my hand standing over me, circling as I frantically hold it tight to my clit, her eyes drinking in my desperation. “Show me how well you can beg.” Just as I crest, she pulls the vibrator away, grinning at my whine. When she finally lets me cum, she tugs the leash harder, her shadow looming over me. “Good girl. My good girl.”

We curl together on the rug embraced. “My good little Slut” And in that moment, collared, used, and adored, I’ve never felt so at home.

Miss Bernadette, Sarah Gregory

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