@gay-sorceress , here you go!
Philippa Eilhart gazes down at the body that lay sprawled across her bed, a devilish smile gracing her lips as she gently traces the outline of their body with a flog, drawing goosebumps over her lover's skin.
"You've been rather naughty today, haven't you?" She purrs, her breath warm against their ear, drawing a small whimper of pleasure from gently parted lips. "Perhaps you need to be... Mmhmm... Taught a lesson, don't you Y/N."
She strikes down on your thighs with the flog, drawing a yelp of pain from your lips that soon dissolves into a moan.
You feel her hands come to rest on your calves, slowly brushing up towards your waist, her fingers gently ghosting over the angry welt on your thighs, sending a shiver down your spine, before her hands find their way to your waist. She places a kiss to your shoulder, her hands slowly pulling your panties down your legs, a smirk on her lips as she tosses them off to the side.
"Turn." You obey, twisting beneath her until you face her, seeing the sly grin on her lips.
You shudder at the sight, seeing her smile, even though it's predatory at best, and you can't help but clench your thighs together. She pulls the pillows out from behind your head, dropping you to the mattress beneath you.
"You're going to eat, pet." She hums, dissolving her clothing with a dismissive wave of her hand, leaving her bare body straddling over you. "Savor it all, Y/N, and I might just let you cum this time."
"Yes mistress." You breathe, eyes locked on hers, as she shifts up to position her folds above your waiting mouth.
"No hands either." She grins, taking hold of your wrists and pinning them above your head.
You can't help but nod, waiting for her to grace your tongue with her sweet nectar. She calls you a good pet before lowering her folds against your lips, rocking for a moment before settling at the feeling of your tongue darting between her folds, licking at her slick walls before sucking at her exposed nub. Your tongue skills have gotten better, you note, as a moan comes from Philippa's lips, encouraging you to keep licking and sucking, while you press your thighs tighter together, hoping to make her cum before you do.
She reaches behind her with her free hand, fondling and groping your breasts as you continue to massage her walls with your tongue, drawing a soft moan from your lips against her folds.
"Mmhmm... That felt lovely." She hums, pinching your nipple. "Do it again."
You moan once more as she pinches and flicks your nipple, causing a gentle vibration against her clit that draws another moan from her lips.
"Mmhmmm... Keep this up, little pet... You'll make your master cum soon enough." She huffed, the grip on your wrists tightening for just a moment as she rode your face, leaving your lips slick with her juices.
You obey, working your tongue harder against her walls, lapping at her folds before grabbing her clit with your teeth, giving it a soft nip before burying your tongue inside of her once more. Her thighs begin to shake against your head, signaling her impending orgasm, and you pick up the pace, thrusting your tongue as deep as it can go before drawing it back out.
She gasps and moans, bucking her hips against the assault of your tongue, pushing her closer and closer until she cums hard, her back arching, as a hard moan of release pushes past her lips. You dutifully lap at her juices as the flow from her lips, not letting a single drop go to waste as she gives you this gift, until she pulls away.
"Good girl... You did so well." She purrs, releasing your hands before leaning down to kiss your pouting lips. "Oh, don't give me that face, little one." She teases, tapping your nose. "It's your turn to cum."
You smile as she slides down between your thighs, spreading them easily to gaze at your wet entrance. She brushes her fingers against your folds, sending shivers through you before she brings them to her mouth and sucks them clean.
"You taste delicious, Y/N... I'm only slightly disappointed that you're already so wet." She breathes, her head dropping between your legs as her tongue gently teases your soaking folds.
A part of you is tempted to reach for her head. To tangle your fingers in her hair. But you don't. Not without her permission. You won't even fondle your breasts without her saying it's okay to do so. You respect the freedom that she has given you this time, knowing that she can simply take it away once more.
She leans upright, her fingers massaging your clit as she gazes down at your flushed face.
"Are you not going to play with those beautiful breasts of yours?" She questions. You shake your head no.
"Not... Without your permission, mistress..." You huff, hands gripping the sheets as she begins to finger you.
"Such a good girl... Always asking before doing." She praises, her free hand ghosting over your thigh. "You can play with your breasts, little pet."
Excitement shines in your eyes at her permission, your hands immediately coming to cup your breasts before playing with your nipples. It is a small relief, knowing that she plans to allow you to cum as her fingers continue to dive between your soaking lips. She smiles down at your sex-hazed face, the flush of your skin, and the vacancy of your eyes as you get closer to release.
"I want you to scream my name, little one... When you cum, announce to the world who allowed you to do so."
"Y-yes m-mistress." You gasp, head falling back against the mattress as your thighs begin to shake.
"That's a good girl." She purrs, her nails gently grazing over each of your breasts before ghosting back down your torso.
She hooks her fingers, pressing against your g-spot with each thrust of her hand, drawing gasps and moans from your lips as you fight the urge to resist the pleasure.
"Scream my name, little one... Scream my name." She encourages, the thrust of her hand incr3aaing with each moment.
You can't hold back any more, allowing yourself to fall into the sea of pleasure that courses through your body as she drives her fingers deeper into you. Release comes in mere moments, her name tumbling over your lips again and again as orgasm rips through your body, sending you into post-orgasm convulsions.
She slips her fingers free of your folds, letting your hips drop to the bed, before she climbs over you once more, leaving kisses over your body as she comes closer to your face.
"Good job, Y/N. I'm so proud of my good little pet." She praises, kissing your jaw before coming to your lips, her tongue brushing against them.
You let her in, your tongues dancing against each other before she pulls away, gazing down at you with a pleased smile on her lips.
"Go wash up them come to bed... We're not done just yet." She hums, sending you scurrying towards the bathroom with thoughts of other pleasures coursing through your head.
