Silken Threshold

“Do you like the black one or the pink one?” I asked.

He leaned forward and inspected each closely, tilting his head as he tried to imagine what they might look like locked on my slender neck. “The black one has a wonderful look to it, but for today you’re a cute little pet, so pink is more appropriate.”

I held up my long dark hair exposing my neck and leaned forward to allow him to wrap the band of sparkling pink leather around my neck, securing it in place with the small heart shaped luggage lock that came with it. I knelt up and released my silky raven hair, allowing it to once again flow to the middle of my back as he took in the sight of my naked body now graced with a cute pink pet collar. He wrapped his finger in the ring at the front of my collar, pulling me close to him and kissed my lips, rubbing them gently with his own before our tongues were once again sliding passionately against each other.

After what seemed like forever, his mouth moved to my dainty ears where his tongue slid around the outside, tracing the ridges and snaking inside, coating my ear in his saliva. He moved his mouth over my jaw line, down my neck to where the collar pressed snugly against my soft satin skin.

I kept trying to look under the towel and it had become obvious what I was thinking. “Are you trying to look at my cock?” He asked cheekily.

I nodded enthusiastically. “Yes Sir, I am.”

Tom raised a finger and pressed it to my lips, holding it against the soft crimson flesh. After several seconds I parted my lips and flicked my tongue against his digit. “Someone looks eager,” he observed.

“Mm yes Sir,” I replied. “I am an eager little pet.” I wrapped my tongue around his finger, coating it in my saliva, lapping it in long strokes.

“You do that very well pet. Are you trying to show me what you might do to my cock?”

“Yes Sir,” I responded with a moan. “All of this and more.”

I wrapped my lips around his finger and began to suck in earnest. “What a good little cock sucking pet you are.”

I blushed from embarrassment at being called a cock sucking pet, but the tingles were the good kind. I knew at that point how much lustful degradation affected me and I wanted to encourage him to do more. To let him know that not only was I fine with it but I wanted more.

“Thank you Sir,” I moaned, sliding my mouth off his finger just long enough to speak. “I’m a little cock sucking pet for you Sir.”

A smile formed on his lips as I continued to lick and suck his finger, all the while keeping my eyes on the space between his legs. “Does my little pet want the real thing?”

“Oh yes Sir, please Sir, may I please have permission to suck your cock Sir?”

Tom nodded and teasingly raised the white towel that graced his hips until his fully erect member popped out, bobbing and twitching with excitement.

I licked my lips with excitement ready to pounce on it. This is a good example of the real difference between an experienced dominant and the immature boys who are my age. Instead of ordering me to suck it right away or even allowing me to jump on it the way I wanted to, he took his time. He drew out the experience and even made me beg for it. He wasn’t in a rush to stick it into a warm wet hole as fast as possible. On the contrary, he wanted to savour the moment and make the most of it. He continued to make me beg for it, teasing and torturing me with his hard staff. Rubbing my lips with the head and even slapping my face with it.

Eventually he did give me permission to suck his cock. I leaned forward and kissed the head, flicking my wet tongue around the hole and down the hard shaft. I could feel it pulse and twitch as I fluttered my pink tongue against it before finally wrapping my full crimson lips around it entirely and taking it deep in my mouth. I slid my mouth up and down on it, bobbing and sucking as my own fingers found their way between my legs and began to dance on my engorged clit.

My breathing became heavy and I was really working his cock for a while until he said “that’s enough my cute little pet.” I slid the cock out of my mouth and looked up at him and felt warm and happy as he smiled at me.

He stood up and led me to my bed where he returned the favor by pleasuring my wet little pussy. The feel of his warm breath on my ultra sensitive pink folds and his lips sucking my clit out of its protective fleshy hood and into his mouth drove me crazy.

“You’re my dripping little slave whore, aren’t you,” he growled as dined on my dripping wet sex.

“Yes Sir,” I replied breathlessly.

“Yes Sir what?” He said as he gave a hard slap to the side of my ass sending a hot sting of pain through my little body.

“Yes Sir, I’m a dripping little slave whore for you Sir,” I moaned.

“Does my slave like having her pussy licked?”

“Oh God yes Sir, I love the way you’re licking my pussy.”

My legs quivered, my muscles tensed and I was unable to form words, only deep moans escaped my lips. After making me cum twice he climbed on top of me, grabbing my boobs and squeezing them hard as he licked my neck in long broad strokes and flicked his tongue inside my small ears, grabbing my earlobe with his teeth and sucking on them. It was then that I felt the head of his cock pushing against the entrance to my love canal. Parting the sensitive pink flesh of my inner labium and entering the wet tunnel that was my pussy.

“My little bitch is so wet isn’t she? A wet little bitch in heat.”

“Yes Sir,” I squealed as his cock stretched my vaginal walls. “I’m a wet little bitch in heat Sir.”

“You love being mounted like an animal don’t you?”

“Oh yes Sir, I love to be mounted. Mount me like I’m an animal Sir.”

“Not just any animal. You’re a female dog. A bitch, aren’t you?”

“Yes Sir,” I moaned loudly. “I’m a female dog.”

“Bark for me bitch. Bark like the dog you are.”

“Woof woof,” I barked out softly.

“Louder bitch. Show me what a good dog you are!”

“Woof woof woof,” I barked loudly as my hips rose and fell to perfect rhythm with his.

“When I’m done mounting you, maybe I’ll leash and walk you. Would my little bitch like that,” he asked as he thrust deeper inside me.

“Oh yes Sir! Please leash and walk me Sir. I’m your little bitch,” I moaned anxiously.

“Look at you trying to talk like a human when you’re just a dog. Say it like a dog bitch,” he snarled as he gave the smooth skin of my ass another hard slap.

“Woof woof,” I barked loudly as his cock drove deep inside my body as my vaginal muscles milked his hard member.

Our interaction continued like this, him fucking me in an assortment of positions. Me on top grinding my pubic mound into him and riding his cock, him behind me doing me doggy style, driving deep inside me and spanking my ass with each hard thrust and a variety of other orientations. No matter how he fucked me though, he was constantly degrading and humiliating me. Not in a bad manner, rather in a lustful passionate way and each time he forced me to degrade myself it just got me hotter and wetter. The whole night was a fog of primal lust and need. I was consumed by my aching pussy and throbbing clit and his pulsing and twitching cock.

I can’t tell you how many times my petite little body was engulfed in an orgasm, but it was a lot. I made him cum three times that night and each time he made me beg for it and taste his cum, though the third time he came directly into my mouth while I was giving him a blowjob and for that one he forced me to hold the cum in my mouth until he gave me permission to swallow. The level of control he had over me, even over such simple things as swallowing his load of cum was an incredible feeling.

Since then I’ve had a lot more experiences as a submissive with a number of dominants including several additional interactions with Tom. I’ve gotten to explore a lot of different fetishes and discovered what really made me wet and crazy and what didn’t have as much of a desirable effect on me. Still, I’ll never forget that first time that a man made me get on my knees and forced me to become the obedient submissive that I always fantasized about being in front of another person. It was not only a truly amazing experience, but I couldn’t have asked for a better bridge to take my fantasies into reality.

The End.

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