After Dinner
We arrive back from dinner and you have a face like thunder, jaw twitching, clenched hands.
'Upstairs' you bark.
'Yes Sir' I say putting my bag down and bending to remove my shoes.
'Leave the heels on.'
'Yes Sir' and I hurry up the stairs, heart racing unsure what's about to happen and wait for you.
You walk in with a whiskey in hand and a glass of water. You place the drinks on the bedside table after taking a sip of whiskey. My chest is heaving in the tight bodice of my dress. You stalk over, taking a long look at my cleavage spilling over the top of my outfit, I see the muscle twitching again in your jaw, you grab a fistful of my hair yanking my head back as you growl low in my ear 'I saw you smiling at the waiter, dressed like a slut, pushing your tits out'.
'No Sir! I was just being friendly... Please Sir, I wore this dress for you' I say as you bite and tug at my ear, nibbling and licking my neck, making your way down to my shoulder. One hand grasping tightly to my hair as the other squeezes and grabs at one of my breasts.
'This dress is fucking indecent' you snarl sliding the sleeves over my shoulders and forcefully tugging it and my bra down, freeing my ample breasts. You give them a couple of hard slaps, pinch and tug my nipples, marking my creamy skin.
I cry out and you glare at me and then spin me around pushing me into the wall. You're pressed against me, your hard cock rammed into me as you whisper in my ear all the filthy things you're going to do to me. You seem crazed with lust, and I'm panting with excitement, throbbing in my core as I feel myself getting wetter, pinned firmly between the wall and your hard body.
Then you pull away, fiddling with my dress, unzipping it, but in frustration tearing it. I hear material ripping as you force it down over my full hips. You give my bottom a hard slap and I try not to yelp in shock. I step out of the dress as instructed and you turn me around. Grabbing my face, squashing my cheeks and forcing me to look at you you tell me that as I was dressed like a slut tonight, you'll treat me like a slut.
'Yes Sir!' I reply. You slap my face then pull me in for a deep kiss holding my body firmly pressed against yours. I feel your hard cock pressing in between my legs, I can't help but try to grind against it. You pull away smirking calling me a needy little bitch in heat.
Photographer - Kris Dewitte : Model - Valya : The Kiss
You push me towards the bed and tell me to bend with my face on the mattress. You drag my knickers down to my knees and kick my legs apart. Your hand moves over my generous bottom down to the wet heat of my throbbing pussy, I moan and start to rub against you.
'Is that what you want my little slut?' you chuckle, 'my oh so needy little slut, always ready to rut on whatever you can get between your filthy fat legs.'
Then your hand is gone and I feel you wiping the moisture from your hand into the soft flesh of my thighs, as you tell me to count 10 slaps for dressing like a whore.
Smack! 'One' I count, my cheek stinging. Smack! 'Two'. Smack! 'Three'. I focus on a mark on the wall. Smack! 'Four.' Smack! 'Five.' I feel heat pooling between my legs, I desperately want to move, to squeeze my thighs together, to... Smack! 'Six' I sigh. Smack! 'Seven'. Smack! 'Eight'. I wiggle my bottom at you.
'For that insolence, you little slut, you get an extra one' you snarl.
'Yes Sir, sorry Sir' I whimper, my mind fuzzy, awash with sensations, the sting of your hand, the heat building, feeling liquid and drowsy... Smack! 'Nine'. Smack! 'Ten'. Smack! 'Eleven.'
You gently rub my red cheeks, my tingling flesh smarting at your touch. 'And this is for smiling at the waiter' you say as I feel your teeth biting down on my tender backside. I clench my teeth to stop me squealing in pain.
'Sorry Sir!' I manage to gasp. You grunt something incomprehensible as I hear you undo your belt and trousers then you suddenly thrust into my wet pussy.
'Mine' you growl, pushing my face into the bed, as you drive into me over and over again. Your other hand reaches around rubbing and pinching my clit. I explode apart, feeling myself spasming around you as you continue to fuck me.
'On the bed my little bitch' you order, pulling out. I scramble on to the bed, knickers still half way down my legs, breasts lying over the top of my disheveled bra.
'Look at the state of you' you tease as your fingers push into my mouth, I automatically start sucking and licking them, I notice the corner of your mouth lift slightly, but you stop yourself from smiling.
Your hand with wet fingers moves down my neck, over my voluptuous breasts, it circles a nipple, pinching and tugging. You lean down and tease the other with your teeth, slowly increasing the pressure. I writhe with the sweet pain, my clit still tingling from my climax, I grasp the sheets and moan. You release my tortured nipples and quickly remove my bra, freeing them for you to knead and pinch and slap and kiss.
Then your hands continue down over my soft belly, down to my slick folds. You plunge a couple of fingers into my soaked cunt, in and out, in and out, watching me arch, and mewl whilst you continue to play with my pussy. I can feel the tension building inside of me, I'm desperate to come again.
'Oh no, my little dirty girl, you think I'm going to let you come again? Without permission?'
I struggle to focus my thoughts with your fingers still in me, still pumping, and with an evil look in your eye your thumb strokes my clit. 'Ooh Sir! Pleeease Sir!' I beg, my body jerking with your touch, as I try to keep control of my body.
'Not yet, my eager little whore' and you remove your hand licking your fingers clean. Then you climb on to the bed, mount my chest and lift my head to your throbbing cock. I open my mouth and hungrily start licking and sucking, tasting myself on your length. Your hands clasp the side of my head as you start to fuck my mouth. I hear you grunting and panting as you hit the back of my throat. I feel used like a toy for your pleasure as you thrust into me. I clench my plump thighs together, heat pooling at my core.
You release me and shuffle down my body, squeezing my heavy breasts together as you thrust your cock, slick with my saliva, between them. I open my mouth, tongue out to lick the tip as you fuck my tits.
'Play with your needy little cunt' you pant between thrusts. I quickly obey, hands between my legs, rubbing my aching nub, fingers filling my empty warm pussy. Your movements became more frenzied as you begin to rut like an animal between my soft mounds. Then you lift up, tugging at your dick and cursing as you cover my breasts in your warm seed.
'Cum' you bark at me, I arch and spasm, crying out as I climax on your command whilst you rub your cum into my chest murmuring 'mine.'
You collapse next to me, pulling me against you. Nuzzling my neck and tenderly stroking my curves you tell me what a good girl I am, and how you enjoyed playing with me tonight. I wriggle into you, preening at your praise, and softly purr contendly.
