As we lie there after S___ came the first time I cant keep my hands off of him. My hand plays with his penis, half hard from being worked so hard only moments ago. I take it in my hand, I mas­sage his balls, I let my hands wan­der over his body as they should have that morn­ing.

I want him so badly, I want him to fill me, I want him in so many ways, but right now I cant. I ache. Now I move S___ I bring his mouth to mine and kiss him deeply, his hands move over my back, my shoul­ders, my ass. They feel incred­i­ble. I want more. S___ is kiss­ing me on the neck when I move him down and place my nip­ple in his mouth. He is kiss­ing, lick­ing and suck­ing, my nip­ples are so sen­si­tive, I feel as if I might burst. He moves to the other one, it is hard as a rock, jut­ting out for the same atten­tion. S___ draws it into his mouth suck­ing hard, I cup my breast in my hand and help him, I cant get enough, he is suck­ing with rel­ish. All the while I have brought his cock to full hard­ness again. It feels so smooth, so hard and long, I want to feel it all over me. I rub it against my thighs, my belly, keep­ing it hard in my hands, feel­ing it swell more each minute. S___ has gone back to the other nip­ple, he is vora­cious, and I oblige, he sucks harder, draw­ing more of my breast into his mouth, my nip­ples are sore from all of the atten­tion but I dont want him to stop. I moan as I tell him to get on top of me, I want to feel his cock. S___ strad­dles me and rubs his cock on my breasts, I stretch o take the tip in my mouth as he pushes my breasts together and fucks them. My nip­ples still throb as he plays with them while slid­ing in between. I lick the tip when it comes close, tast­ing the cum from just before.

S___ lies back and I crawl up, plac­ing my aching nip­ples in his mouth again I groan as he pulls each one in turn. Climb­ing back down I brush them against his body until I am at his cock again and he is fuck­ing my breasts again. I know he needs more, so I begin to suck him again, this time it’s not about force, it’s about me want­ing him to cum, want­ing to feel release through him. I alter­nate between suck­ing and stroking when he takes over, hold­ing my head at the base of his cock, I want to feel his cum but at the last minute I change my mind and take him into my mouth as he lets go, tak­ing every drop down. I want his cum to fill me, and this is the way it can.

Tonight though, tonight may be dif­fer­ent. My nip­ples are still hard, still sore, but crave more atten­tion, and the mix of being dom­i­nated and pun­ished, and gen­tly touched and sucked leaves me want­ing both, want­ing the orders, want­ing to be con­trolled but in a gen­tle way.  Tied up in silk instead of twine you might say, then my body is a play­ground for him to cum on.

I had been neglect­ing S___.  I hadn’t made sure he had got­ten what he needs even though I am tem­porar­ily unavail­able for play.  He reminded me of this last night.

We were on the couch when I leaned over to lay on him a bit,  S___ took this oppor­tu­nity to begin his les­son on what hap­pens when he is ignored.  My head is in his hands, face roughly held against the bulge in his jeans as he pulls his cock out to shove in my mouth.  I under­stand his need, I suck heartily, I lick, I kiss, I try to make up for the days I haven’t been doing this, he does not release his hold on me though.   S___ pulls me up by my hair and leads me to the bed­room.  He pushes me onto the bed and strips off my shirt then holds me there as he fully removes his pants. He pulls me to the bed between his legs, shov­ing his cock in my mouth again.  It seems, huge, my mouth is so full I’m not sure I can take more when I feel a smack.  He has the rid­ing crop. Three times he swats before he pulls me up next to him.  “You’ve been ignor­ing me…” he purrs.  “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” I whim­per.  “I know, and I liked your posts, thats why you only got spanked three times.”

S___ kisses me and pushes me back down, fuck­ing my face, using it for his release.  Once he was done cum­ming he pulls me up beside him again and curls around me, again shap­ing me to his needs using those won­der­ful hands.  Gen­tle and sweet as a kit­ten.  I’m glad he had his release, I know I deserved my spank­ing, and as we curled up I kept play­ing with him, let­ting him know that I wanted him still, and that I would find ways to fuck him while I’m off limits.