I am exhausted. I was going to blog tonight, but I caught Z on line and like the loyal slut I am, I give him my attention. He was still at work, but had time and I was grateful to give him some of mine. We play cat and mouse, Z and I. He lets me go, and I run and get into trouble, and he drags me back to his side, kneeling at his feet and begging for his adoration. He gives it freely, and I thrive on it.

Tonight he wanted to test me. He wanted to see if I would perform for him. When we are fucking, he loves to watch me. He loves to step outside of himself and his pleasure and watch me. Watch me riding his cock, or wrapping my lips around him. He adores me. He has been showering me with attention lately, too much attention. Perhaps I got too pushy, or too demanding. And now he felt I needed to be put back in my place.

Z: do I own you, you slut?

me: yes

Z: You know I want you. I want you now.

I want you to fuck yourself for me now

me: now?

Z: now. Get your fucking cock.

me: ok

Z: that’s what I want you to do.

just fuck yourself, whore. Jeezus. Get on the bed.

take the laptop with you, and set up the camera so I can watch you

I want to talk dirty to you while you fuck yourself like my slut.

I did as I was told and set up the camera as he further instructed. I placed my dildo on a firm pillow and straddled the it, slowly lowering myself on it. I was riding his cock while he watched me. My hands rested on the small computer tray while he watched me grinding on this cock. Imagining it to be him while he encouraged and teased me.

Z: First, let me see you. On display for me.

That’s a good girl. Now get on that cock. Slowly.

Z: Imagine I’m lying below you

I want to see your cunt as it slips around my cock

I could see my cunt on the screen, sinking down on the rubber cock. But seeing his words, knowing his was watching set my skin on fire. I needed to feel his touch. To feel his cock pulsing inside me. His hands in my hair, his voice in my ear. Controlling me. This was not ths same, but it would have to do for now. I stared at his words, reading them while I started to grind on the cock.

He wanted me to fuck him. To watch me fucking his cock. To see my face, to watch my body tremble and my power slip away. He wanted me to surrender to him. Once more.

Z: I want you to fuck me faster.

I’m digging in my fingertips again, pulling you toward me and pushing you away

My hand pulling your hair

fuck, fuck. Fuck bitch. You feel so good

I want you to get close, so close.

I don’t think you’re ready to cum yet. Stroke again, up and down.

Oh, I love how my cock feels inside you

I can feel you all around me

and you’re starting to sweat for me

it’s so hot. Fucking work, sweat!

fuck me faster. Fuck harder!

I drag my finger nails up your back

turning my fingers sideways, so the tips of my fingernails make lines of fire on your skin

until my fingertips reach your hair

and I grab it

twist and pull

until you arch your back

and I pull more with one hand, and slap your ass with the other

fucking FUCK me bitch.

I was lost. My head was thrown back and I was fucking him. Fucking, feeling his hands in my hair, his fingers gripping tightly into my hips. I could feel him. I could smell the clean sweat on his skin, and feel his warm flesh beneath me. I forgot about the camera, and was fucking, fucking hard, waiting for permission. Fuck, I could not cum without permission, not with him watching. He could see my need. Could see that I was right on the edge. He wanted to keep me there, on the edge of this torture, until I asked him, begged him- to please let me cum.

Z: I pinch, and bite, increasing the force of both at the same time.

Fuck me!

I’m loving it, making you my slave, my whore

I can’t take it anymore

I want to fuck you now

I want to pound into you

I need to fuck you hard, and release all my frustration into your cunt.

I was aching to cum and resting right on the edge. I knew that I could not hold out much longer. I needed permission.

Z: Take it bitch.

Fucking take it.

me: can I cum please….

please

Z: oh yes,

cum now bitch

fucking cum, I want to feel you cum

I can feel the cum building up in my balls

and my cock hardening even more, ready to fucking cum

Cum for me baby. Cum for me, you fucking slut. I’m going to fucking cum and I want you to cum all over me.

His permission released me and I thrusted harder, grinding the cock in my cunt and moaning and cursing like a whore. He could not hear m
e, but he could see me. Groaning and calling out his name. oh fuck, mother fucking whore, fuck me, oh god fuck me.

Z: fuck, good girl. I am going to leave you with a scar.

I’m going to write the letters M I N E across your back.

Get on your knees and fuck that cunt slut.

I collapsed on the side of the bed and pushed my ass in the air where he could still see it. I reached between my legs and pushed the dildo in, faster and harder until I came once more. My hips thrusting at the dildo and savoring the fuck he was giving me. I am again, a vision of his own desire and he is taking me in like property. His property.

Finally I collapse into the bed, my body still spasming and still moaning and cursing. My legs, the bed, and the pillow is soaked in my cum. I lean over to the keyboard. my arms are heavy and my legs are weak. I am dripping in sweat, exhausted. Dominated.

me: thank you.

Z: you’re a good girl baby.

you were a good slut, did what you were told

Now go get some sleep slut. Tomorrow I will be back so you need your energy. I want you again.

me: thank you, master.

My legs are still shaking and I know tomorrow they will be sore. My cunt has been completely fucked and my thighs ache from the thrusting. He sees me rubbing my sore legs and my aching pussy.

Z: It will remind you of who owns you. Perhaps next time you will not forget.