She stood before Him, her head low as she listened to Him speak of the day and their plans for the evening and the whole while she could only think of being in His arms. She closed her eyes and imagined Him pulling her to Him and she felt the warmth of His embrace. His voice faded, though she knew not to lose His voice for if He asked something later and she did not know, He might be cross. Her breaths deepened as His voice swayed in and out with the spring breeze and she drifted. She felt herself float though she was still in His embrace… in her mind at least.

Before she drifted too far, she told Him that she loved Him, she said that she missed Him and needed to be closer to Him. She struggled and fought back the tears as she told Him that the distance between them… sometimes was too much to bear. Just as her breathing started to change and the tears began to pool in her eyes, she felt His touch. Firm but lovingly He pulled her close. She felt His breath, her body warmed instantly and she felt her legs go weak. She hadn’t even noticed she had been standing the whole time until she was forced to her knees. Her eyes widened and the metal cuffs gleamed in His hands. Her heart beat so hard in her chest that she wondered if He could hear it.

It seemed that not even a moment had passed and she was fully cuffed. Her thighs, ankles, her wrists and forearms, the tears flowed from her eyes and she looked up into His eyes. His words echoed in her ears as He told her, “You’re Mine girl”. Those words, though familiar, had never sung truer than when she knelt before Him, her collar and cuffs secure in their place as He slowly ran His fingers through her hair.

She cried and hoped that He knew that they were not tears of sadness, but what were they? She knelt before Him, completely bound and the tears fell freely. She loved Him, she wanted nothing more than to be His and have His love, to give Him all of her and this moment… Him knowing that this was the “embrace” that she needed, that nothing made her feel more secure than to be at His feet, this moment was everything.


She looked up into His eyes and smiled to Him through the tears. He looked down at His girl and smiled such a smile that she thought she might have blushed but wasn’t sure. “I love You girl”, He whispered, and her heart soared. She knew this but… hearing Him… it was everything.

He slipped a hand into His pocket and she looked at Him curiously, though she tried not to seem overly curious. He walked around her and leaned to her, a soft kiss caressed her ear as she felt Him pull her hair back away from her face. The warm fabric blocked out all of the light and she could see nothing. She listened as His footsteps went around her and she knew when He stood just before her. She imagined His facial expression, knowing how He loved to have His girl bound. She licked her lips slowly, the excitement was almost too much to withstand as she turned her head in the directions of the sounds that He made as He moved across the floor.

“Mast…”, she started to call for Him as she felt His hands on her once more. He placed a finger across her lips, silencing her and she could hear His subtle laugh as her words were silenced by His finger and He slowly ran the tip of His finger across her lips.

Oh, how she craved Him… desired Him, wished He would take her. He pressed His finger up against her lips and then gently into her mouth. Almost instantly she sucked on it, licked it and felt the heat from His body as He came even closer. She eagerly drew it deep into her mouth wanting to please Him and she knew she had, she knew He wanted to use her but He had much more self control than she did and He would not give in to these desires… not just yet.

He grabbed her neck, she felt the metal from her collar against her throat and the thrill traveled between her thighs and she tried to squeeze them together but the metal on her thighs would not allow it. She knew He was watching, she felt Him grin even though she could not see Him and she heard Him as He spoke in a very low tone, “My slut… “. Now she knew she was blushing and she lowered her head. She couldn’t help it. He knew what He was doing to her. She needed it. She wanted it. He loved it.

He slipped a finger between her neck and collar and drew her up to her knees, He stood before her and she could hear as He unzipped His pants, her mouth watered with anticipation and her lips slowly parted without a thought. “That’s it girl, that’s right…”, he started to whisper as she prepared for Him. She closed her eyes, underneath the blindfold as she felt a ball press against her mouth, her lips parted and she felt His hands come around her and the ball gag was secured in place. The rubber ball stretched her lips to the point of discomfort as she struggled a bit. She imagined how she looked in the gag and if it pleased Him.


She started to visualize her Master looking down at His slut, she imagined His cock hardening in His pants and pressing up to the fabric and her mouth watered once more. The saliva started to drip out of the side of her mouth and she quickly slurped and suddenly felt the crimson blush to her cheeks as He chuckled, “it will take some getting used to girl, but that’s what training is for… isn’t it?”, He said. She nodded her head in agreement and heard His footsteps drawing near again.


His boot slid between her warm thighs and He pushed the silk fabric away from between them. He stood before her and pressed His boot up against her eager pussy and she moaned. He gently pushed further, coaxing her to lift her body just slightly and she was completely exposed. The leather felt so good and she needed contact. She could feel the wetness between her thighs and wished she could just straddle His cock and get relief, but Master would not give His girl this relief… not now, she knew she would have to work for it.

“How does that feel, girl?”, He asked as He gently rubbed His boot at her. “Does My slut wish to grind her wet little pussy on Master’s boot?”. She nodded again, she wanted to so bad but not without His permission. She controlled her hips and her thighs, though all she wanted was to grind on Him. She waited and hoped He would grant her permission, knowing she could cum almost instantly but He just kept rubbing. He delved further with His boot and her hips began to rock, she was losing control and He knew it. He quickly withdrew His boot and she nearly cried. She whined through the gag as she tried to regain composure but she struggled. He had nearly taken her to the edge, did He mean to keep her there?


“Your orgasm… Is Mine. You know this, don’t You girl?”, He asked. She nodded once more and lowered her head, thinking she may have displeased Him. “You will cum, when I give you permission”, she nodded in agreement once more. “I want to hear you girl, answer Me”, He said, she turned her head to the sound of His voice as if to remind Him that she was gagged, but He replied, “I don’t care that you are gagged, answer Me”. “Mphmm Mphhr”, was all she could muffle from the gag as she tried to say “Yes Master”, and He approvingly stroked her cheek and slid His finger just under her lips, “Good girl”.


He slid His boot back between her thighs and she lifted just so, the leather gently rubbed her and she couldn’t think of anything else. She wanted to beg for Him to let her cum but she was not to do this. He pushed and rubbed and He hit a spot that drove her crazy. Her back arched and her hips rocked on the hard leather of His boot, even the warm saliva dripping from her mouth did not bother her. She felt His hand grab her hair as He leaned in and kissed her cheek, “cum for Me baby, I want you to cum hard for your Master”, He said and she let go. She was grinding down on Him and He pulled her close by her collar, quickly pulling the ball gag from her mouth as she fucked His boot. Her lips were sore and she tried to lick them but before she had a chance He pushed His cock into her mouth. She rode that leather boot and sucked His cock eagerly as He tugged at her hair, He knew it drove her crazy and she was so close to climaxing. His cock grew harder in her mouth, she wanted to make her Master cum and she knew what He liked. She suckled the head of His cock and then took Him deep into her throat, “good… Yes baby”, He said as she listened to His breathing, those signs He would give when He would give her what she wanted most.

She spread her thighs and His boot rubbed that delicate little nub and she nearly lost all control. Her lips gripped His cock tight and she sucked Him then drew Him out and licked the length of His cock and He pushed her head back down on it. She couldn’t think, she was nearing insanity and He groaned as He started to slam His hips to her, He was going to cum and God she couldn’t wait.


Harder, faster, she heard Him groan louder and she pushed down to His boot one more time as she slammed His cock into her mouth and He came. He pulsed over and over as they both came in waves. He kept slamming into her mouth, her lips were sore and her mouth was tired but He would not stop and she didn’t want Him to. She swallowed all that He gave her as she felt her juices flow from within her.


He gently let go of her hair and tenderly held her face as He withdrew His cock from her mouth. He pulled off the blindfold and her eyes began to readjust to the light as she licked her bruised lips. “I love you, My girl”, He said as He tried to catch His breath. She sucked on her bottom lip and whispered, “and i love You, my Master”.

He walked over to the couch and patted it softly, “come girl, let’s get some rest. Training for you has only just begun”. She rose to her feet and walked over to Him, she laid with Him and nestled her head on His chest, “yes Master”, she whispered, as He pulled her close and they both drifted to sleep.

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