Sunday Funday - competition entry

One lazy Sunday afternoon, I want to lay on my back. On the king sized bed of a posh hotel suite. My head hanging off the edge between your legs. Kissing and licking those thighs up to your full balls where My sticky sweet cum lives. My fingers teasing their way back to your tight ass. Squeezing those plump cheeks apart and burying My tongue inside your hot asshole. Feeling it squeeze around one finger, then two. Leaving them there, massaging, to open it up. My lips travel again across the sensitive taint, up the engorged balls; after edging all weekend they are near to bursting. Raising My head to take the base of that cock in my teeth gently and, just hold there for a moment...then two...and even three, letting the full feeling of My possession roll through your body. As My teeth are removed, My lips and tongue taking their place, a hot, wet stripe licking up to the tip.. Stopping. Stopping just before that gathering precum. Waiting.....
You don't know what to do...you want to squirm, to pull yourself back the mere centimeter it would take to run your head across my tongue and pump your cock into My hot, wet mouth. You can feel My breath graze against you even now....but you know. If you move, it will all stop. In all this filthy pleasure, this erotic torture, there is trust in Me, your Queen, that there is a lesson to be learned from all of this. Still, you cannot stop the shudder that starts in your toes, curling into the thick carpet and shifting in the spreader bar that's keeping your legs wide for Me. It rolls up your body, to force out a low moan past your bottom lip that, at some point, you captured between your teeth and bit down on.
Taking advantage of that ecstatic wave rolling through, another finger is added- with a twist of the wrist, to that spasming hole. Three now! Or is it four? You've lost count, lost yourself in the waves of emotion breaking over and against you. You cant even finish that thought, as your pulsing cock is enveloped by My full lips. Sagging against the wrist restraints hung from the four-post bed, your knees buckle, causing you to slide further into My scorching mouth, so much hotter than the chilled and pitch black room I prepared earlier. The shock sending a jolt through your body, your hips buck forward on their own- you gasp. Will I stop? Have you displeased Me by moving? Your Queen is not one to forget transgressions, although She knows you strive to please Her.
My throaty chuckle vibrating against your cock is luckily the only punishment you receive...for now. Shifting My weight slightly on the bed, My right hand joins the one buried deep inside you. Its holding something..the feel of well-lubed silicone sliding against your perineum and then taking the place of My fingers inside you. The slight stretch, even though you thought I had you gaping open. The feeling of fullness and heaviness of the object as it slips past your sphincter to settle inside and against you is somehow...right. It feels...good!
As you relax into the feeling, My tongue begins to swirl around the head of your cock. I slide My hands out from beneath you and arch My back to take you deeper into My mouth. Gentle vibrations begin to come from the massager inside you, again milking a moan from deep within you. Hands gently pull against your hips, setting a slow rhythm. You try to pay attention to it, to keep a steady thrusting during My gentle assault. Your breathing is ragged, head hanging down between your arms, cuffed above you.
Oh, how you wish you could see Me! Lying beneath you in such a vulnerable position, yet completely in control. My lips and tongue suckling and pulling My hot cum closer and closer to the surface. You know you won't last much longer...you dont want to say anything, for fear that I might stop- but the pressure in your sack is beginning to build, painfully now, as it was already full. Your body is screaming for release, yet you keep thrusting. Again biting your lip and praying for Her- to Her, begging Her not to stop. Pleading for release, wishing you could empty this ache inside and all over Her. Knowing you aren't worthy of fucking Her, your precious and ferocious Queen, your heart swells with thankfulness for even just this much pleasure.
The vibrations increase, the feel of your Queen moaning against your cock as it swells, filling with Her special treasure. Knowing you and your pitiful body are only the chest that holds and guards it, kept safe for Her visits. Her voice and exquisite body the only key to it's release. Just the thought of it now shakes you to your core. No longer able to hold back, you cry out to your Queen, sobbing as you admit your failing. Begging for forgiveness, knowing you deserve whatever punishment comes, and that the amazing pleasure She brings to you is now over.
Again the vibrations increase, sharp nails and firm hands grasp your ass and pull hard, Her throat opens to further take you inside Her, and you realize, slowly, that the electronic blinds are opening. Light is slowly brightening the room, revealing Her Heavenly body, putting any sunrise to shame. It's too much, all of it together, and you cannot hold back any longer. With a loud cry you release the lock, balls spasming, ass clenching around the massager pressing on just the right spot, cum pouring out your cock to fill your Queens mouth. Over and over the spasms rock your whole body, shaking the bedpost so hard you wonder if they will hold.
After tasting her fill, your Queen does the unthinkable. Grasping your cock and pointing it toward her freckled skin she commands you to cover Her in hot cum. With a strangled cry it shoots forth from your cock. Landing in stripes from her full, peaked breasts and across the fields of her stomach. Even to her alabaster thighs and the crowning mound between them. You stand there, panting, with gelatin knees, eyes wide as you can hardly fathom the sight before you. A loud sigh, of contentment you hope, rises to your ears from your Queen. She moves out from under you to kneel on the bed.
Looking down at Herself, She traces a delicate finger through one of the ropes of cum on Her stomach. Tilting Her head, She inspects it, rubs it between Her fingers before smearing it across Her mouth. Smiling and moving closer She takes your hair in Her hand, pulling your head upright. Taking that same cum covered finger She traces your lips with it. As the hammering of your heart finally starts to slow, you realize She's talking to you...
"...good pet, but you made such a mess, this treasure needs to go back in the chest..."
Gently taking Her finger into your mouth, you realize She means for you to lick every bit of cum off of Her.
Suckling Her finger you fervently nod your understanding. Eyes wide and roving over Her exquisite form, you weakly strain against your bonds. Her throaty chuckle accentuates the pearls of sticky cum quickly cooling on Her chest.
"I have you, pet," Her melodious voice carries your body as much as Her hands do. Sinking into the plush mattress, She begins massaging your shoulders and arms. Feeling the blood beginning to circulate you nuzzle into Her lap as best you can. Kissing and licking your way up Her thighs-whimpering when the spreader bar prevents you from climbing closer to Her warmth.
Moving toward the headboard your Queen beckons you to finish your work. Shaky knees clamber up from the floor to join the rest of your body. The fullness of the vibrator still sits against your prostate, reawakening the libido you thought was spent. Your Queen moves alongside you, unbuckling the ankle cuffs. As Her smooth hand grazes your trembling backside a tiny protest escapes your lips.
"Leav-please, my Queen...let it stay?"
Three quick slaps succeed Her hand running down to grasp the end of the toy. Squeezing your eyes shut you try to remember to relax and prepare for the emptiness to come...
Instead you feel Her hands around your balls, the familiar tug and click of your chastity cage!
Spreading Her legs on either side of your head your Queen settles amongst Her pillows. You see the setting sun glinting off the remote in Her hand and calling your attention to the flogger beside Her.
" Very well, pet. We shall see just how much of a dirty slut you are today".
The other hand crooks a finger, beckoning you Home. You lower you head, grateful for every drop as you begin working your way up, thoroughly cleaning Her blissful body.
"Eager slut," moans your Queen as you feel the vibrations gently begin to massage your filthy hole again..............

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