Sam moaned and groaned and writhed in place.
“What do you say, slut?”
“Thank you! Thank you, sir!”
“Mmm, good girl.”
I tossed the belt aside and picked up the necktie I had been wearing earlier. I wrapped it around her head as a blindfold. I told hold of Sam’s waist and moved her up the bed a bit before flipping her over in place. She yelped when her sore ass came in contact with the bed. Her arms were still secured to the headboard so she had to keep them crossed above her head. I pushed her bra up her arms, tangling it with her wrists where they met.
Looking down at her tits for the first time I was impressed by how good they looked even laying on her back. Gravity pulled them to the sides but they were large and full. With big brown areolas and dark swollen nipples. I straddled her waist and played with her breasts. I held one in each hand and Sam moaned as I massaged them. I took her nipples between my fingers and pinched them. Sam’s mouth hung open. I squeezed her nipples harder and pulled them from her body. Sam yelped so I replied by giving her tits a smack. Sam moaned. I smacked them again and pinched her nipples some more. I pulled the panties out of her mouth and kissed her. She moaned into my mouth as I continued to play with her tits. Finally I moved my head down to suck her nipples. My lips alternated between her tits giving each a lick, suckle, and nibble. After I’d coated her boobs in my salvia I gave them another smack and got off of her. Sam was licking her lips and breathing deeply.
“So your ass isn’t the only thing you like having spanked, is it?”
“I guess not, sir.”
I pinched her nipples again, hard, stretching her tits far from her body. Sam gave a horny whimper in response.
“You might just be a pain slut,” I accentuated with another slap.
I moved to the foot of the bed between her legs. I placed her feet flat on the bed and pushed them toward her ass, forcing her knees to bend. With a smack on the inside of her thighs I commanded, “keep your legs open to me, Samantha. At all times.”
She just moaned in response as she widened her legs. She was a sight to behold: wrists held together above her, her mouth fallen open as her blindfolded head lazily rolled back and forth, her large breasts heaving, her legs splayed wide open displaying her heavily aroused pussy, a garter belt the only piece of clothing I hadn’t removed.
I got on the bed and went right for her pussy. I love eating a tasty pussy, especially when I can torture a sub at the same time. I started with a long lick up her entire lips capped with a flick of my tongue against her clit. I wanted to quickly get her to the edge, she was so horny it wouldn’t take much. I went back to her clit, sucking on it and flicking the tip of my tongue against it. Sam’s moaning was getting louder and her breathing deeper. I slipped a finger between her folds and fluttered my tongue on her clit.
I pushed her until she was just about to come for the first time.
And then I stopped.
And slapped her pussy with my open hand.
Her head and torso flew up as far as they could with her arms tied.
“You were just about to come, weren’t you?”
She responded in a grunt.
I slapped her pussy again.
“Weren’t you, slut?”
“Ow, fuck! Yes, yes, sir, I was.”
I slapped the fleshy part of her thighs.
“You no longer come without my permission, Samantha. If you feel yourself getting close you can ask for permission, beg for permission, but if you don’t get it you better hold yourself back,” I resumed fingering her, “do you understand?”
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, yes, sir, yes I understand! Please, please, sir, can I come?”
“Not yet, my slut.”
I added a second finger and put my thumb on her clit.
“Oh fuck,” she groaned again.
With my right hand still inside her I kissed my way back up her taut stomach to her lovely tits. I sucked on one nipple while my left hand squeezed the other. I moved my mouth up to hers and kissed her deeply. She moaned back into my mouth as I continued to finger fuck her.
“Please can I come now, sir?”
“Not yet, Sam.”
I took my fingers out of her and got off the bed. I picked up my whiskey and sipped it as I watched her writhe on the bed. My cock was rock hard. I stroked myself a few times while eying her dripping pussy, but it wasn’t quite time to fuck her yet. She was pulling at the headboard and thrusting her hips, desperate to get over the edge.
I steadied her legs and gently kissed my way down her thighs. When I got to her pussy I purposefully licked my way around it, never touching her plump lips. She wiggled her hips in an attempt to make contact between her pussy and my tongue. I slapped her pussy again and quickly shoved three fingers inside. Her back arched, lifting her ass off the bed, and her breathing stopped for a moment. I began pumping my fingers in and out of her as she settled back down. I brought my head down and licked her lips around my fingers. She was getting to the edge again.
“Don’t you dare come, Slutty Samantha.”
She just groaned. I pushed her closer to the edge. It was clearly getting very difficult for her to hold back.
“If you come without permission I’m getting the belt again. And what we did earlier will feel like a tickle party.”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, then please let me come, sir. Please!”