BONDAGE HENTAI

nodded. I understood. I bent forward and pushed out my tongue to lap at his delicious hard cock. Within a few strokes, he was leaking pre-cum that I devoured greedily, delighted at having earned it so quickly. My dear Master murmured softly in his throat, again stroking my hair with one hand while his other held the leash loosely. I dipped deeper and pressed my nose into his balls so I could lick beneath. He arched his hips and wriggled his pants down a bit further to give me access. I loved how much he wanted my mouth on him. I licked and lapped at him, nuzzling in and almost reaching his asshole with the tip of my tongue. He moaned. I wanted those pants off; I reached up a hand.

He sat up sharply. He grabbed my wrist. “Damn it, girl, didn’t you hear me. No paws.” He shook his head at me, wrapped his hand around most of the leash and tugged hard to bring my face to his groin. “I guess you need me to show you.” He wound his free hand around my pony tail, gripping it where it met my head, and pushed me down on his cock. I took it in as deep as I could, trying not to gag. “Now suck it, pet.” I did so, my leash keeping me from moving, his hand pulling my hair to set the pace he desired. He groaned as I swirled my tongue around his shaft and sucked. He moved me up and down the length of him, just the way he liked. My throat relaxed as I accepted his control. Moisture pooled bondage hentai between my legs as I felt him swell in my mouth. He neared climax far more quickly than I knew he’d like, and I basked in it, pouring all of my desire and need to give myself to him into the way I sucked his hard cock. After a few more strokes, he pulled me sharply off him, brought my lips to his for a deep, plundering kiss. I moaned in my throat as he devoured my mouth, stroked my tongue roughly with his. I felt my insides turn to molten lava as my pussy trickled honey over my ankles.

He, of course, knew I’d be nervous, and I was thrilled when he aimed us into the shelter of the forest. He led me a while along a trail, quietly. When we stopped and he looked around, I leaned forward to lick his neck. “Excited, girl?” he said, turning to face me. I smiled and licked again. “Well, come on then, let’s get comfy.” He walked us to a bench beside the trail. I went to sit down beside him. “Bad girl!” he snapped, yanking my leash. I brought my hands to my collar. “Put your hands down,” he said. “Don’t tug at that collar or I’ll have to tie your wrists.” I wanted my hands free, so I obeyed. He sat down on the bench as I stood, leaving a little slack in my leash. I was grateful, and waited for him to speak or act. He rubbed the soft leather loop at the end of the leash with his thumb. Stroking back and forth, I watched his small gesture, patiently, until he spoke again.

“Turn around,” he said, plainly. I did so. “Bend forward.” I looked both ways for walkers, then bent over and arched my ass up for his pleasure. He snapped the leash end across my ass, hard. I yelped and winced. It stung, bad. He struck again. Then a third time. “That,” he said, “is for looking tentacle hentai around before you obeyed me. Now, let us get to the punishment for presuming to sit beside me rather than at my feet, like a good little animal.” I shivered, knew my ass was reddening and that he was enjoying it. I could not see him, bent forward with hands above my knees as I was. But I knew he was rising, and I knew my ass was in trouble. His hand came down with a loud smack that sent some forest creature skittering noisily away. I managed not to cringe as it hit, but it brought tears to my eyes. He swatted me once more for good measure, not as hard this time, and I held still and kept silent. “Good girl,” he said, a smile in his voice. “Now back up and bring that poor little red ass to your Master.” I stayed bent forward and took a step back. I closed my eyes and waited. I loved this part. He reached forward and held my hips, then dragged his soft, warm, wet tongue over my cheeks. Three licks, four, five—cool air soothing me with each broad lap. “Better?” he asked when he’d finished. I nodded heavily, so he could see. “Very nice, pet. Now sit where you’re supposed to.”

I turned around, then knelt beside him, resting my sore ass lightly on my heels. The ground was uneven and strewn with pebbles and twigs. I winced and adjusted myself as comfortably as I could. The small pain served as further silent penitence. He caressed my hair and looked around. “Beautiful day, girl. Just beautiful. Smell those flowers. What could be better than a day out, walking my sub.” He laughed. I smiled, leaned my face on his lap. “Such a good girl. I think you deserve a little treat, don’t you?” I nodded, face still resting on his thighs. “Sit up now. That’s it.” I sat up, nice and tall, waiting for him to offer me his cock. I was overjoyed when that is exactly what he did. He unzipped his fly and released his nice thick hard-on, then moved his hands away. I reached out for it, but he slapped my hand away. “No!” he scolded. “Don’t touch Master’s treasure with your dirty little paws.”

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