My Little Girl Emily.
Last time I did meet my little girl the following happened. When I asked her to lay down she resisted. Emily does this sort of thing on purpose, resisting I mean. She gets off on provoking me. She likes me to be rough with her, so she intentionally tries to resist in the hope that I will get pissed off and be more aggressive with her.
"Go ahead and take your place," I asked.
"No," was all that she said with a smart-ass tone.
"Emily, I will ask you again, lay down on the table," I said in a deep, firm voice.
"Fuck yo...."
Before my girl could finish her sentence I had grabbed her hair and was dragging her across the room. I pushed her down onto the table by her neck and slapped her ass a few times with my hand. My dick began to firm. Spanking my girls tiny, white ass always gives me a hard on.
I spun her around and pushed her down on the table, holding her there with one hand. With the other hand, I put her legs in place and secured them there. Now she wasn't going anywhere. Then I moved around to the front and did the same with her arms. My cock was now in full raging hard-on.
Emily finally lay spread-eagle on the cold wood. Her legs were spread and shackled to two tall, metal poles, just above each ankle. She had on her required 5-inch black strappy heels, which were pointing up in the air. The table was not long enough to support her body, so her head hung off of one end, and her ass cheeks hung just off of the other. Her pussy and asshole were at the perfect height. Both were easily accessible. She could be fucked in either hole and there was nothing the little cock-loving girl could do about it. Many times I have tied her up like this so that a group of men could fuck her and use her repeatedly. Emily's snatch was already dripping wet, wanting to be filled. I walked up to her hole and stuck my dick right in.
"Uuuggghhhh", Emily moaned.
I pulled my cock out, grabbed my riding crop and hit her on the inside of her thigh.
"You fucking cunt, I didn't say you could make a sound."
With her small body and tits, she looked like a helpless little girl. I had to remind myself that she is a grown woman and loves the abuse that I give her.
I slapped her legs and pussy lips a few more times with my crop, and she cried out again. So I went over to get my red ball gag, and brought it back to her. I walked around to her head and stuffed my cock in her mouth. I fucked her face and continued to give her the punishment she craves.
"Suck my cock you fucking pig," I said.
I pinched her nipple with one hand while I spanked her cunt a few more time with my riding crop. Then I pulled my cock out of her mouth. She held her mouth open, wanting more.
"That's all you get for now you cock-sucking whore," I told her.
I lifted her head up and fit the leather straps around her head, placing the ball in her mouth to muffle the sound of her cries.
Then I walked back around and buried my dick back inside of her fuck hole. Emily moaned against the red ball, tilted her head and took ever inch like a champ. I fucked her hard for several strokes, enjoying the feeling of being inside my little pet. Then I stopped and pulled out again. She looked up at me suddenly in frustration -- I was watching for her expression, as I knew she would.
This time I took my crop and aimed squarely for her clit.
WHACK!
Emily's eyes rolled back in her head, with a look of both ecstasy and pain. Her muffled cry was delayed a bit, but it came soon enough.
WHACK! WHACK!
I hit her clit a few more times. Emily's pussy was positively running like a faucet. I went over to a table in my basement and grabbed one of the butt plugs I use on her. I looked back at my whore. She looked so sexy with her legs forced wide open and tied to the cold metal poles. Her arms were also bound to two other poles. The black leather around her head and the red ball in her mouth completed her look.
I walked back over and put the butt plug in her pussy. I left it there, and used my hand to slap her ass cheeks a few times. Then I pulled out the now-wet plug and put it up against her asshole. Emily's body was made to be used. Anytime I put something, anything, against her asshole, it begins to open and accept whatever the foreign object might be. I slid the plug into her anus and left it there. Then I squeezed my dick back in her pussy and began fucking her hard again. As my balls slapped against her butt plug, I reach down and pulled on her nipples.
"You fucking skank. You like cock, don't you?" I teased.
Emily looked at me, making eye contact, and nodded her approval. As I fucked her hard, my stiff cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt, I leaned over her and spit in her face. The white spit looked like sperm across her nose and cheek. She lifted her head up as if she wanted me to do it again. Of course I did not.
With the plug in my whore's ass, I continued to ram my dick in her and twist her nipples. She gave out a long, shrill scream as she came on my cock. Unlike other masters, I never hold her back from cumming. It turns me on to see her get off. She can cum as much as she wants. Her warm, wet walls constricted hard onto my shaft. I could feel her pussy flinching around me. I continued to fuck her until she had finished her orgasm.
I walked back around to her head and looked down at her.
"If I remove your gag, will you promise to be quiet?" I asked.
Emily nodded that she would do as I ask.
I took the gag off of her, and then before she could relax I picked up my flogger and hit her across her bare stomach. Of course this was a setup, because wasn't expecting it. I knew she would cry out.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhg!" My slave cried out.
"What? You lying fucking whore!" I scolded her. "You promised to stay quiet. What am I going to do with you?"
With that I pulled Emily's hair so that her head came back and I put my dick in her mouth once more. This time I did not hold back. Soon my balls were resting on her eyes as my hard dick was all the way down her throat.
"You can't take all of me?" I asked. "That is not my fucking problem. "You are the cocksucker. Suck my cock you girl!"
I continued to force myself down into her throat until her eyes began to tear up. At the same time I hit her again on her chest and titties with my flogger.
"Make a sound NOW, you fucking cunt!" I dared her.
Being the submissive pet that she is, she did her best to not make a sound. I pulled my prick out of Emily's throat and moved up to sit down on her face. When I did she coughed and gasped for air.
"Eat my ass you nasty whore," I told her.
Emily's tongue licked and slurped at my asshole. She did not dare to stop, or to speak. I dropped my flogger and reach for the rising crop. Her tongue jerked as I struck her pussy lips. I hit her about four or five times. I could tell from the way her body was tensing that my fuck-toy was about to cum again. So I changed my mind and put my dick back into her mouth, all the way to the hilt. But I continued to spank her pussy and clit with my crop.
My little girl toy came all over herself. He ass was filled with a butt plug. Her mouth was filled with my penis. And she felt the sting of my crop on her pussy and thighs, Emily's body convulsed with pleasure. Her pussy juices ran out of her as she came. The only sounds you could hear were her breathing, the slap of my whip against her skin, and her choking on my dick. I let her ride the wave out, trying not to cum myself. She was turning me on so much and I was holding back. Finally, I stopped whipping her as her orgasm subsided. I removed my cock from her mouth.
"You are a slut! You exist for the pleasure of whatever man I give you to." You will fuck and suck when I tell you to. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir," was all that she said, between panting breaths.
"Who are you," I asked, just to remind her.
"I am your cock-sucking whore," she replied, giving one of the responses she had been taught to give.
I walked back around to the front of my fuck-whore. I pulled the butt plug out of Emily's ass. I stood there, in front of her with my hard dick between her legs. I looked Emily in the eye and held the head of my cock at her asshole. As usual, it opened just a bit. I was always amazed at this being her natural, involuntary reaction. My dick was dripping with her spit, and I pushed. I slid into her asshole with little effort. I did not hold it there but rather immediately began fucking her ass as hard and as fast as I possibly could.
Emily looked at me as I fucked her ass, but did not say a word.
"You may speak," I said. "Tell me what you are thinking."
With that she began to scream and yell and curse like a horny woman that had not had sex in years.
"Oh yes! Fuck my ass. Come on Master, give it to me. Oh Yes! Fuck me harder! Harder! Come on! Give it to me. Oh PLEASE fuck me! That's it. Split my fucking ass open," she screamed.
I love it when Emily talks like this, and she knows it. I continued to plow into her, while pulling on her nipples. She struggled against the restraints on her wrist as her body jerked. Then I picked up the crop from beside her on the table and smacked her titties, first one, and then the other. Her ass was the perfect angle for my dick and I drilled her ass, balls deep, over and over.
Emily screamed and shouted for joy, loving all that I was doing to her. I could hold back no more and suddenly began to cum. My stiff cock jumped as I pumped my load into her asshole. My little girl moaned with me as she came as well. Her asshole muscles squeezed the base of my dick, in rhythm, draining more cum from my balls.
When I could fuck her no more, I stopped. I slowly pulled my dick out of my slave's ass, to a sucking sound. I walked over and pulled up a chair so that I was sitting between her legs. It is like an office chair, on rollers. I rolled it up and sat there. Emily always looked beautiful after she had been used. She was still tied up, but my cum was running out of her ass and on to the wooden table. She was a little sweaty, and her mascara was running from the tears. She had a few red marks on her thighs and body where I had gotten a little carried away.
"Would you like to play again later," I asked Emily.
"Yes, please." She said.
