The Super Sub

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I watch her as she arrives in her taxi, allowing myself a smile of achievement that after all the chat, she is actually here. I open the door with a beaming smile and welcome her in.

 

“Well hello there. It's amazing to finally see you in the flesh….or at least I will do later” tipping her a cheeky wink and a playful smack on the arse as she walks past.

She drops her bag, hangs her coat up and faces me with a smirk.

 

“Come here” I beckon to her with a forefinger.

 

When she gets within touching distance I gently push her wrists aside to hang by her hips. I stand for a second to admire her. Her fabulous loud blue hair, her braless silhouette showing itself under her tight Superman Logo t-shirt. Her black lacy lights coordinated with her shabby chic skirt and complimented by big black boots.

 

“I’ll name you Super Sub", I think to myself.

 

I pull her in and place my arms around her settling with my open palms on her arse cheeks. I pull her mouth open with light *** from my thumb and forefinger. I allow myself to ponder and enjoy her plump glossy lips before moving in and nibble and kiss her lips in a slow clockwise motion.

 

“Now, upstairs please to the bathroom”

 

I seat myself on the loo seat and encourage her to undress as I watch

She presents herself to me with a bratty coy smile. I am able to stifle the outward signs of that look despite it immediately making my cock twitch with an involuntary jolt….if only she knew.

 

With a gentle command, I instruct her to run her bath, and whilst it does have her knelt with her head in my lap as I stroke her hair and run through the last minute Safe Word/Limits chat to reiterate our understanding of play.

 

Once the bath is run, I offer a hand to help her get in, pass her a glass of wine and instruct her to relax, and when shes ready (no longer than 30 mins) to come and present herself to me The anticipation builds as she disappears into the bathroom, leaving me to my own thoughts.

 

20 mins later, she walks in. glowing, I guide her to stand in front of the mirror. I tell her to observe her reflection.

 

I seat myself behind so she can see me. My eyes rake over her form, taking in the way her body curves and swells in all the right places. Her pigtailed electroshock hair,arms clasped behind her small of back, legs at shoulder width apart, Allowing me to follow the line of her hair/t-shirt matching coloured knickers, around her shapely arse and around her pussy.

I compliment her on the colour matched detail and see the beam of joy across her face.

 

“Now please, if you're ready to play, sit here, on my toy box.”

 

It's a wooden box with lattice holes in (pics in profile) which is ideal for placing rods through to secure cuffs to.

I strap her down, securing wrists by her side and ankles wide. As I move out of the way after securing her, I enjoy watching her face as she realises she's in front of a mirror. Open and tightly secured. I want her to see everything I'm going to do with her.

“Now, we’re going to start by going through your preferences explicitly by area.

We'll start with your mind, then your face and mouth, before your tits, cunt and arse. Keep the answers succinct. You may also add a particular dislike in that area too. Is that clear?”

 

“Hmmm yes” she smirks

 

I reach for my crop and give her a sharpish strike across her things with a disapproving look, to remind her of protocol; of which she duly apologises and corrects herself.

 

We cycle through the areas, with my crop teasing said area as we go. I can see her starting to relax and squirm with bratty glint.

I lean over to grab my phone and pop on Im Not OK by MCR as I know she appreciates them. As the song starts I use my crop to impact on every drum beat, starting from her shoulders and moving across her tits, inside of her thighs and arse, before traversing back up again.

As the song finishes, I can see that she enjoyed that.

 

“Another track?” which she eagerly nods to. I select another EMO classic, “It aint a Scene, it's an arms race” by Fall Out Boy, which I’m sure will go down well.

 

“Oh and the rules will now change a little bit”

I place a pair of headphones on her, which she looks a little confused about…..little does she know that they have Active Noise Cancellation (ANC) and give total aural isolation. I press play and can hear just enough to keep my crop meeting her skin in time with the beat.

As the song stops, the realisation hits that she can’t hear the outside world.

 

ANC off

 

She can hear again.

 

“Now you are going to continue in silence until I demand otherwise. The only sound I want to hear is the warning and safe words if you need to use them. Do you understand? Nod if you agree”, which she duly nods.

I put an eye mask on her and replace the headphones.

 

ANC on.

 

I set a timer for 3 minutes, during which time I just sit, watching her in her deprived sensory state.

As the timer goes off I causally lean forward and caress her face and chin with two fingers. She responds as if Ive just given her a static shock (oooh now there's an idea :) ) with an intake of breath and a semi opened mouth, which she turns. She strains her head to reach my fingers and I allow her to kiss and suck momentarily.

 

I sit back for 30 seconds before I proceed to give her nipples some attention with short semi hard tugs. I see her buck and weave as she tries to control herself despite the amplified sensations.

I decided to cheat and give each nipple a slightly stronger pull followed by an open palmed slap to her now sodden knicker clad pussy, which gave a satisfying sound .

She lets out an involuntary moan.

 

ANC off

 

I pull her blindfold up with a flick.

I give her a moment to acclimate as she blinks.

 

'Although you’re clearly enjoying yourself, I asked for silence, thank you.

So we shall restart,and try again, shall we?' before refitting her eyemask.

 

I reseat myself and give her pussy a crack with the crop, watching her stifle her bodys urge to expel a squeak of pleasure.

 

ANC on;

 

returning her to her isolation.

I leave her for a minute before I start running nails down from her shoulder blades slowly to venus mound. Running my fingers along just inside the elastic of her knickers,following the line along the inside of her thighs, along her arse cheeks, lingering to allow my finger to circle her hole a couple of times before moving across and back up the other side..

I can tell by the slowing and deepening of her breathing , she was now blossoming and relaxing into her most glorious of states.I stroke her hair a few times before tugging her hair back with a gentle but ***ful tug, so she can feel my breath on her lips as I speak.

 

ANC off

 

‘Enjoying yourself? I can see your puss is.' I see her give me a broad relaxed smile before pushing her head forward again.

 

ANC on

 

I let the back of my hand drift its way down her torso , across her tits which both get a complimentary slap and nipple tug.the second of which elicits a body shimmy.

I allow myself another smile as I cycle my hand in an infinity symbol motion, from her stomach down to her respondent fleshy thighs. I alternate between soft hand strokes building up through nail dragging to full on embedded finger dragging, causing little red trails in their wake, before going back to the softer strokes and repeating the cycle and path.

After a few cycles I noticed the darker patch in her knickers was now considerably bigger.

I believe now she's ready to play properly, as am I.

 

I grab her gusset along with a handful of arse cheek and pull it aside, which allows my free hand access to her twitching arse. I pause for another 30 seconds.

THe next sensation she feels are two squirts of cold lube hitting her perineum , which cause her to gasp, I give her arse a little open hander to remind her. I watch the lube slowly work its way down to her spread crevice.

 

ANC off

 

He pulls her blindfold off and gives her a moment.

“Now you’re going to wear this pretty plug for me and I want you to watch in the mirror as I do. OK?”

She nods

 

ANC on

 

I spend the next 5 mins gently massaging and easing the plug incrementally in and out before it's nice and supple.

 

ANC off

 

“Its now been an hour that you managed to be silent. Im now lifting that so you are free to sound off as you you must”

 

ANC on

 

I purposefully give her thighs a couple of warming slaps, just to hear finally moan, which initially she shoots me a worried look before relaxing into a deep groan as again her body bucked.

I return to the plug and reintroduce it to her. I can see her involuntarily trying to open further to accommodate the toy. She starts to moan deeper and as I feel cavity now accepting and engaging its pull of acceptance. This is what I've been waiting for.

I let the plug go and watch it be pulled in of its own accord with a little squelch as it hits home.

 

I’m now in the mood to play, so I undress close to her , ensuring I manage to flick her with each item of clothing as I remove it. I stand beside her and turn her head to look at my bulging tight boxers, complete with huge dark patches where my cock has left a visual note that he’s primed and ready to go.

 

With a purposefully deliberate ping of my cock as I pull it down with the waistband of my boxers, makes it flick back up with a ping when released, flicking a string of pre cum which lands on the side of her right tit, still attached to the other end.

I notice this as does she. I wipe the string from her breast onto my finger and ravel it up as if I'm making candy floss , back to source. I watch her as I squeeze the head of my cock to give another transparent blob of pre cum to the mix.

I lift her chin gently with one hand and use my thumb to open her mouth and slowly move my finger to her willing tongue.

 

Blindfold on.

 

There another 3 mins of nothing, before I positioned myself, stood on the bed above her. I milk my cock with a couple of constrictive strokes to encourage the formation of a huge tear of pre cum to form on the head of my cock.I shuffle forward to ensure Im positioned properly. I watch as the tear turns into an elastic string which eventually lands with a drop across her top lip and nose. I see her tongue emerge and explore before squeezing again to cause a 2nd globule droplet. This one lands on her chin and across her cheek and drips down onto her left breast. I watch until the string detaches and forms a trailing streak back up to her shoulder ending in a wisp.

 

I leave her for another few minutes whilst I take the opportunity to clean myself up and prepare for the next phase of play.

Once sorted I stand beside her unknowingly and tilt her head at a comfortable 45 degree angle . I shuffle in so she can feel my warm thigh against her chin and the unmistakable sensation of my balls brushing against her cheek. WIth another squeeze and pull down to the head.and encourage another droplet to slowly form then drip into the hinge of her lips. I still have my thumb on her chin and resist her urge to lick by holding her mouth open. I relent after a minute or so and release my control of her jaw, and with a deft flick on her tongue, swiftly locates her Sirs meagre nectar.

 

Blindfold off

 

I reposition her head to the natural position, before turning it to her right. I ensure I hold my hand on her head, gently but in control and allow her to ruminate on the sight of my engorged head, dripping with appreciation.

“I want you to pout like the the worst of the Tinder pics youve seen”

 

She chuckles and performs an overly animated trout pout. I grab her chin with one hand and squeeze again, withdrawing enough to allow her to see exactly what's happening.

I pull her chin back down with my thumb and liberally apply my salty glass to her lips.

“Now pucker and smack ‘em” to which she duly with a Marilyn Monroe kiss and wink. Which meets with an obliging appreciative smile and cheek stroke.

I lean forward and suck her lip, eventually pulling her into a deep passionate kiss. I give her nipples another sharp tug each so I can consume her gasp and lips.

I replace her blindfold and headphones , as she hears me walk out the room... Then silence and darkness.

 

ANC on

 

As I walk down the stairs I wonder if she's thinking about her desires and how wet she's getting?

I leave it until I get down stairs before I hit the button…

 

A few minutes of nothing before she feels the remote butt plug with a familiar buzz of instant excitement and shock, engaging a new level of slutty pleasure.

After 2 minutes I turn it off with a click…and then wait for 3 minutes as I sit downstairs drinking a glass of red, catching up with sports and social media.

I repeat this pattern 3 times over the next 15 minutes.

As I kick the 4th cycle off I head back up, hearing the groans and moans getting stronger.

I stand next to her before starting the 5th cycle, watching her over her as she wriggles and pants.I fight another urge to grab and slap her pendulous tits before I click the button for the 5th time.

 

Instantaneously I see the flash of all over tingle hit her twitching, anchored body now freely sliding about on her own fluids.

 

I pull her head back again with a jolt and proceed to her neck, cheeks and ears.

I remove the blindfold with a single swift movement and tell her to observe herself in the mirror as she blinks once again into reality. I pick the crop and employ it to point out a)The flashing plug embedded still embedded between quiving, slippery arse cheeks, with her formerly sky blue coloured gusset, now with a dark, navy India-shaped wet patch clearly showing, was hanging in approximation to her glistening cunt only by intent, not in actuality.

 

I sit beside her and watch her admiring herself for a moment before I remove the headphones for the last time.

 

I let her regain focus on the mirror before telling her how satisfied she looked and how ravishing I found her especially in her heightened, but dishevelled state. I stroke her cheek again as I let her know I’m pleased to see she didnt ask permission to cum so far; to which she shoots me a look of bratty spite.

She looks at me with a hint of questioning and with a slightly spat but self measured response, replies “Must. Try. Harder”.

 

“Challenge accepted, my dear.” I smile in response.

 

To her surprise, I release her from her shackles and help her stand to her feet and regain her composure before requesting her to repoise, stand and face me in the expected inspection pose.

At this point, I then reach for the paddle; the stiff leather paddle with the relief of the letters S L U T cut into it and roughly stitched.

I get her to stick her tongue out as I drag the paddle down it slowly, watching her eyes focus on me. I drag the paddle on its edge, slightly pushing in and down, slowing as I cross her areola and pert nipple, enjoying watching it depress and spring back out again.

Then with a sudden SLAP I apply two quick strikes with a slap to each of the top of her tits, swiftly followed by a strike to each side of her belly, before applying one each of the top of her thighs.

I spin her round so she can watch the redness spread and spell out a silhouette of SLUT all over her body

 

"What does that say?" as I push her chin up with the edge of the paddle

 

"Slut sir"

 

“Indeed... Judging by the state of your gusset you look to be enjoying being a slut for me?”

 

“Yes sir”

 

I pull at her knickers with the paddle, pulling them down, with the odd little slap as I ease them over her thighs. I encourage her to wriggle them down her legs then hand them to me.

I turn her around and use her sodden garment to tie her wrists together using a figure of 8 tourniquet pattern. I spin her back around to face the mirror. With an open palm, I slap her thighs apart until I get clear access to her overly pink vulva.

 

“Mirror” I bark.

 

She immediately refocuses her attention. I drag the back of my hand gently across her Venus mound before idling down to spread her moist pussy lips apart, which to my delight, are absolutely dripping like an overripe peach.

I grab the stool and seat myself in front of her. I respread her cunt with a thumb each side and theatrically take an age to press my mouth on her welcoming puss. I push my face into her warm , fleshy embrace. I enjoy running my tongue up and down the inside of her labia; watching her face contort with each change of motion.

Eventually I rise and pull her face towards mine with a healthy handful of hair.

“I believe having my face embedded in your pussy now requires a bit of a clean up.”

She approaches and starts with butterfly like licks before I give her arse a sharp slap

 

“With conviction, please” I snap.

 

Immediately she refocuses, lapping and licking diligently.

The need to fuck now overwhelms me. I grab a handful of hair and kiss her deeply... Simultaneously pushing my right hand index and ring fingers past her puffy lips and locate her G spot, which I stimulate to a squlechy, moany response.

I remove my fingers and roughly offer them to her mouth to clean them, which she greedily obliges with.

 

I instruct her to lean over a stool which is on the bed, essentially in a squat position but lying down,in front of the mirror, strap her knees to the outside frame so her legs are pushing her pussy and arse open. I dig my nails deep into her ample arse cheek cheek, dragging it slowly from the left to the right. I admire the little red con trails that appear in their wake, with the accompanying coo-ing, as I maintain the pressure across her arsehole and pussy. She gasps as my finger momentarily pulls at her plug before crossing her dripping lips, pulling them wide until they snap back with a quiet but satisfying ‘schlop’ sound.

 

I’m enjoying hearing her and watching how her body reacts as I pass certain areas, as I widen the realm of my fingers, I purposefully revisit areas where she had reacted to most, so on subsequent passes I can watch expressions in the mirror.

I catch her eye as she rolls her head. She is so immersed that there is no expression change or s***ch. We lock eyes as I continue to rake my nails across her, now reddened body. that it takes me a few minutes to realise that I’m now just edging myself.

I reach forward and pull her head up and place my claw shaped hands around her chin and throat. I allow my full body weight to relax as I lie on her back.Her warm, marked body now slightly moist to touch, gives a soft pillowy feel to my own glowing body. I tease her chin as we maintain eye contact, stroking my fingers and nails gently across her lips and chin.

 

“Now Im going to fuck you.”

 

I see the bratty smile from her as she purring.

 

“So, hard and fast or slow and sensual?”

 

Without hesitation and almost too quickly she replies

 

“Fuck me hard and fast Sir. Please fuck me now.”.

 

“.....is the correct answer. Very well then.” I retort with a wry smile.

 

I pause for a second before, sinking my fingers into her throat and dragging both hands back around to her shoulders, down her ribs, in across her hips to her fleshy arse. I position myself and pull her delicious lips wide apart.

I can't help but dive in like a bear finding a bee hive dripping with honey. Sucking, lapping, licking , finally allowing myself to enjoy the taste and smell of her pussy.

I push my face as far as I can into her. Tonguing her vigorously to the tune of appreciative moans and squelches.

Unable to contain my urges anymore, I remove myself and reposition. The waft of air as I move, gives a brief cold highlight feel to the areas of my face which are wet from her juices.

 

I lean forward to pull her head up by her hair as I position my cock at her entrance.I slide my cock purposefully slowly right up to the hilt, watching her, drinking in the micro expressional changes on her face.

I leave it there for a moment before letting her hair go and dragging my hands down to her hips….then pause and without warning, grab her tied hands and start thrusting with as much gusto as I can muster. I'm so super horny as I get into a rhythm. Soon there is an almost mechanical sound pattern repeating, in time with each other; the slap sound of wet skin on wet skin, the schlop sound of hard cock in soaking pussy, the girly panting and slightly ***d exhale accompanying most thrusts.

 

I stop for a moment to catch my breath, and then I remembered her plug is still in. As I restart, building momentum up to a comfortable pace I reach down and reactivate the plug on a crescendo type pulse.

She lets out an almost ***istic groan which tails off into a satisfying

“Fuuuuuuuuck yes….fuuuuuuuck”

 

I can see her thighs starting to quiver. I stop and withdraw to admire…wahtching the quivers jiggle her arse, which makes me giggle.

 

“Please don’t stop, Sir. I need to cum. Please can I cum?”

 

“Im afraid not. You do not cum before I do. EVER. Unless I instruct you to do so.”.

 

I remove the plug and watch her arse slowly dilate back down, relaxing into a slightly pouting, winking state.

I can tell she is so close to cumming. Her twitches are getting more pronounced, her arse is opening and twitching with regularity. Her cooing has turned into braying.

I look up and catch her face,mascara and lipstick smeared, her hair everywhere, marked and sweating…..she looked so beautiful in her dishevelled state.

Then she did it . Her Kryptonite act on me. She looked at me and gave a weary half smile.

 

“I want to make you cum Sir. I want to feel and taste you”

 

Suddenly, with that act I felt the sap rising, my nipples tingling. I withdraw quickly and stand in front of her and without saying a word, place my hand behind her head and push my cock into her mouth which she greedily accepts and gets to work on.

Sucking, licking, slurping, her chin covered with a mix of drool and pre cum.

I withdraw and push her mouth closed and finish myself off furiously, ensuring that my warm load is aimed at the bottom half of her face. Copious squirts of cum splatter her mouth and chin.

 

“Keep your mouth closed please.”

 

I release her from shackles and help her get to her feet. I lead her to stand in front of the mirror where she sees the extent of Sir’s appreciation.

 

“Im so sorry, I appear to have made a mess of you. You may clean up now”

 

She didn’t need a second invitation. Greedily devouring any on her lips and using her tongue to explore for more where she can.

I sweeps a finger across her chin and cheek to capture a big dollop and feed it to her by dripping it off the end of my finger onto her tongue.

I sit down on the play box in front of the mirror and gesture for her to sit in my lap. I reposition her arms so she has them behind my neck, I pull her legs apart, so she is once again in a fully open position.

 

“Look at you, in all your slutty gorgeousness. Perhaps it’s time to treat that pussy of yours? Hmmm?”

 

“Yes please Sir. I want to cum for you. I soooo want to cum for you.”

 

I spend the next fif*** minutes or so with either 2 or 3 fingers inside her alternating between massaging her G spot, shallow finger fucking but purposefully avoiding her clit and occasionally sharing them for a cleaning

I feel her warm body subtly swaying and with the occasional jerking as the edging ebbs and flows. My semi flaccid cock, nestling between her warm, slippery cheeks.

I withdraw my fingers and offer them to her accepting mouth.

“Now do you think you’ve been good enough that you deserve to cum? Hmmm?”

 

She shoots me a seriously bratty look in the mirror

“Oooooh Gods, yes! Yes! I deserved to cum ages ago.”

 

I don’t rise to her stinky bait line. I whisper in her ear

 

“Oh I don’t disagree, but you seemed to be enjoying so much NOT cumming. Now I know, I’ll enjoy stretching it out a bit longer next time. However, I think you’ve done well today, so, I want you to masturbate your clit as I play with your pussy…..BUT….”

 

I release her hands, placing her left hand hovering above her left breast and her right hand just above her clit. I pull her clit hood back with my left hand as I slide my fingers up and down her puffy lips, circling her pert crimson bud, much to her pleasure before moving back down to commence the finger fucking.

 

I continued in the most drawn out fashion

 

“But…Not…..Until…..I……Say…..……..…….Go!”

 

She immediately set to work on her clit with one hand, like a washing machine on spin cycle, whilst pulling at her nipple and boob with the other.

 

I was so enjoying feeling her move, hearing her groan and pant that I almost didn’t notice her hand come back up to grab the back of my head to pull me in for an ***istic kiss, which admittedly I fully embraced…perhaps something to bring up next time with her?

She suddenly disengaged her mouth with a gasp. I suddenly felt her knees twitch together followed by a full body buck.

With a semi scream she pushed her mound forward.

 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck oh fuck.. I'm gonna cum. Can I cum, please can I cum, can i cum, Can I cum…”

 

I wanted to see her climax almost as she wanted to, I think. I withdrew my fingers and spread her pussy lips wide once more.

 

“I’d like you to cum for me now please, my little Super Sub”

 

Within 30 seconds she let out a semi screeched/gutteral moan as strong pulses contorted her body once more. Her fingers were working over time on her sensitive bean until suddenly it expelled a jet of pearlescent fluid which splattered on the mirror in front of her.

 

I chuckled in her ear “Ha. Good girl, what a juicy, slutty little thing you are. Thank you”

 

As she set about vigorously encouraging the next squirt. After another two minutes or so its clear she’d milked herself dry for the moment.

We stand in a post orgasmic, stood-up, spoon cuddle pose, in silence. Soft caressing subtle strokes exchanged whilst we both calm down and survey ourselves and the quite wet mirror and carpet.

 

I'm aware her legs are still shaking so I seat her on the toy box, whilst I stand in front with her head in my stomach, her arms around my waist with her fingers stroking my back and arse cheeks softly.

I reciprocate by stroking her bird's nest hair and try to smooth it down as well as stroking across her shoulders and back…..and there we stayed for a good five minutes.

 

I give her a light tap, tap on her head to release, which is clear she doesn’t want to.

 

“I think we a bit of a clean up here” gesturing to the carpet and mirror

I go and collect a towel and as I walk back in I see her before she sees me, just looking at herself in the mirror and stroking her thighs where they were wettest. I clean up (well I make an effort to) before offering a hand to her to help her up.

As she stands there is a distinct arse/pussy/thigh wet silhouette left where she had been sat. She wipes herself down with the towel and I gesture towards the bed.

 

“Its time for aftercare”

 

We lay down and she curls up into almost a ball, her head in my chest, feet between my knees. I rest my face against the top of her head and stroke her hair, I soon hear her breathing slow and turn to cute little snores.

 

I give myself a little smile as I shut my eyes, with the last image I remember replaying was the damp shape on the toy box…before drifting off into a post play snooze. My Super Sub’s soaked saddle.

 

Hmmmmmmmm…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

[Te****]

This would be a dream come true 🥰🥰