I quickly shuffle off, darting around the suite, locating all of my items of clothing, and come across my butt plug tail lying on the floor in the lounge area, “Don't worry about that, I'll clean it and put it somewhere safe,” Master calls from the kitchen. He's busy tidying up the food, and I can't help but stare. He has literally changed overnight. This is so bizarre.
I move into the bedroom, I've found everything else, now I'm trying to find my bra. I bend down to look under the bed, just in case it had been accidentally kicked under there.
“Baby.” Master's Dom voice is clear and firm behind me, and I come back up to standing, “bend over the bed, spread your legs and present yourself for me.” I do so immediately, without question, spreading my legs and using my hands to pull my cheeks apart. “Good girl. Stay right where you are, don't move,” I lie there and practise my breathing, and when Master returns I am in the exact right position. Warm hands begin to caress my ass, up and over my fingers, which I will not move for the life of me. Next, my thighs, and then up to my lower back. It feels divine, and then it's gone, but one hand remains firmly on my back, holding me steady.
“I've warmed it this time,” Master whispers in my ear as he plants little kisses on my neck, “I think it will be much more pleasurable for you.” I'm confused, but I do what I'm told. I feel the warm liquid hit perfectly down the middle of my crack right on my little rosebud. “Look at this,” Master purrs, “its beautiful. You're beautiful,” he slowly begins to rub the lube into my asshole, plunging his thumb in and out. He uses his fingers to reach down and toy with my clit, fuck it feels amazing. I'm enjoying it so much I wiggle my ass a little, and am rewarded with a stinging slap to my ass. Naughty as I am, I actually really like it.
“I think you're ready Baby, nice and wet,” something else replaces his thumb, and I know exactly what it is - my tail plug. I give my shoulders a wee shrug, and focus on my breathing. Master's hand rubs up and down my back while he rims my ass with the plug. It's nice and calming and helps with my breathing. I can't help it, while I'm breathing I'm also rocking back and forth…another slap to my backside reminds me that I'm supposed to stay still, and I stop immediately. He rubs in the burn and chuckles, “you're a sucker for it aren't you Baby?” I nod my head, and then I feel the muscles in my ass swallow the plug. It's very pretty, it's made to look like a fox tail - an homage to my Vixen. “Stay right there.” Master moves off to the bathroom and comes back with my bra, “looking for this?” I nod and he tosses it on the bed.
I hear the zip of his pants, the sound of clothing dropping to the floor, the rip of a condom packet, and then that wonderful sound of a man jerking his cock in preparation. Master palms my - bright red - ass cheeks, massaging them, kneading them, then two slaps in quick succession, before he enters my pussy, pushing in and against the plug. He flips the tail up over my back, and growls his growly growl. He pumps slowly in, right to the balls, and then almost right out, to just the tip. Tantalising and delicious, each time he pushes in, he hits the plug, making it move inside me, drawing out a long and low groan of pleasure. He grips my hips and ups the rhythm of his pumping, pulling me onto him with each thrust, pounding into me now, grinding up against the plug - the sensations and adrenaline surging through my body want me to move, to fuck him back just as hard - the Vixen pulls me up onto my elbows with a feral growl, and slams me back onto him. Yes!
Master is too focused on what he's doing, he doesn't reprimand me this time, in fact, when I look back over my shoulder, I can see his eyes burning holes into the back of my neck. His nostrils flare and his eyes darken…and I wink at him. The look of surprise on his face! He barks out a harsh laugh, pulls out of me, and turns me back onto the bed. He's above me now, my ferocious Master, pinning my hands up over my head, grinning at me like a lunatic, and then he's back inside me like he belongs there.
I don't know who cums first, but we explode together in a roiling, sweaty, feral joining that seems to go on forever.
We collapse back on the bed, absolutely exhausted and 100% satisfied. I have honestly never had so much sex in one 24 hour period, and the smile on my face feels like it'll be stuck there for quite some time. Looking at Master, I'm pretty sure he feels the same.
“Holy shit, that was hot as fuck Little One. So awesome,” he's still trying to catch his breath, and I let out a little laugh, “go have a shower…be there in a minute…bring water.”
“Yes Master,” I beam at him, and give him a little kiss on the forehead.
Once we've both quickly showered and gotten dressed, we leave the suite and make our way to the elevators. While we wait for one to arrive, I look up to see Master watching me with a half-smile on his face, “what?” I ask, “is there something on my face?” I start to scrub at my face, but he laughs and grabs my hand, holding it gently he kisses my knuckles…and did he just lick me?
“Baby, the only thing I see on your face is the smile of a satisfied woman…and the occasional grimace of someone trying to hold in a butt plug,” he grins, then leans down and kisses me sweetly, just as the elevator dings, and we get in.
As it descends, I hear Master snort, and I turned see him seriously trying to get himself under control, “What are you laughing at?” I ask, and can't keep my own grin from my face.
“Just, yesterday, when we were all going up to the room…and that couple!...the looks on their faces!” Next thing you know, we're both howling like lunatics, tears streaming down our faces, “ow…my tummy hurts!” All of a sudden, we realise we've reached the lobby, the elevator doors are open, and a LOT of people are milling about, gawking at the two crazy people in the elevator.
We make our way out, still chortling to ourselves, trying to apologise and not doing a very good job of it. Master pats my hand and asks me to wait by the doors for our car, while he returns the key to the front desk. Thankfully, it gives me time to calm down, and I wipe the tears from my face with a tissue from my purse.
I see our car roll up, and turn to wave at Master, but he is busy talking to the concierge. I turn back to speak to the driver, who has gotten out to open the door for us, and do a double-take, “Well, you two took your time. That's a pretty flush in your cheeks Kitty, it suits you.”
THE END
...for now
