Sex Swing

He ran his hands over her body in a gentle caress. He turned her toward a strange rope contraption attached to the ceiling.

"Have you ever tried a sex swing before?" he asked.

She shook her head no.

He smiled. "It is only one of my surprises for you sweetie."

She felt her pulse begin to race. He slowly undressed her. First he untied the black and red corset she wore, then knelt to remove her red six inch heels. Next he pulled down her silky black stockings and finally he removed her lacy black thong.

Standing, he placed his hand over her left breast. "Your heart is beating so fast," he murmured, nuzzling her neck.

She longed for him to kiss her instead he lifted her off her feet and placed her in the swing, directing her to put her feet in the hanging stirrups.

"Use your hands to support yourself like a regular swing," he instructed, letting her go.

She swung slightly in midair. She felt completely helpless and vunerable with her pussy open and on display. He moved away for a moment, coming back and moving between her legs. His fingers spread a slippery gel over her clit and folds. Immediately she felt a tingling and heat in her sex.

He slipped a ring over his cock and moved to stand by her face. "Pleasure my cock," he ordered.

She leaned her head back and opened her lips wide to take in his shaft. He guided her movements, swinging her back and forth to take more and more of him with each pass. Incredibly his shaft grew in size in length as she sucked and slurped.

"Enough," he said stepping back, leaving her mouth empty.

She watched him move between her legs again and he lightly began to stroke her clit. The gel warmed her, but also make her extra sensitive to his touch. She moaned in surprise and delight. Within a few minutes, she felt herself climax, sweet honey soaking his fingers.

He chucked softly at her responsiveness. "Next time you need to wait for permission before coming."

"Yes, Master," she whispered, closing her eyes tightly, hoping she could obey.

He grabbed her creamy thighs and eased his cock into her moist entrance. He pushed her away from him and then pulled her back. The swing added force to the movement and her cunt slammed against his cock sending shockwaves of bliss through her. She yelped in delight. He smiled at her, enjoying her pleasure. He increased the force of his thrusts, making her clit ache in need. She whimpered, her pussy throbbing, wanting.

His smile turned wicked and laughter danced in his eyes, "Don't you dare come." He reminded her.

Her eyes widened, she had forgotten his directive in her need. She nodded, grinding her teeth. He started to finger her clit while he penetrated her. She couldn't help but scrunch up her face as she tried to hold off the fire burning inside her.  She whimpered and then screamed as her cunt contracted.  There was no stopping the honey from flowing over her Master's cock.

He frowned, shaking his head.  "Now you must be punished."

He turned from her, opening a chest rummaging through until he found his instrument of pain.  It was a flogger.  It looked like a whip, but with many angry tails.  She shuddered and closed her eyes, waiting for her punishment.

"Do you know what you did wrong?"  He asked in a severe voice.

"Yes," she whispered, "I came without permission."

He caressed her check.  "I am your Master.  It is my duty to punish you.  Lean back and lift your legs higher."

She did as he asked.  She flinched a second before the tails hit her bottom.  Involuntarily she jumped from the impact, yelping at the sting.  She braced herself for the next bite of the tails.  After several seconds she opened her eyes to find her Master had left the room.  This was worse than being flogged.  She was alone with her humilation.  She swung there alone for what seemed to be a long time.  Tears rolled down her face.  She vowed never to come again if it would make him happy.

She was still silently berating herself, when she heard his footsteps approaching.  "Are you ready to obey?" he asked.

Keeping her eyes lowered she replied in a small voice, "Yes Masters."

He began caressing her clit, instantly sending her flying again.  Because of her punishment, it was easier to control the fire that burned in her core.  She didn't want him to walk away again.

She moaned, loudly, and wiggled in the swing, but she did not release.  He slipped his cock back into her, fucking her hard and fast.  Her punishment had reminded her that as a sub her job was to please him, even if it meant denying her own pleasure.

"Do you want to cum, slave?"

"If it pleases you, Master."

He smiled, but shook his head no.  "Good answer, slave, but not yet."

Her Master took full advantage of swing, pulling her all the way out and then letting her swing right back onto his hard length.  The explosions from each impact threatened to overcome her obedience.  Just when she thought she was going to lose control, he grabbed onto her hips, beginning quick hard thrusts.  Impossibly he cock grew thicker, stretching her tight walls.  He started to pant. 

His fingers squeezed her thighs, "Now," he gasped as his cock pulsed within her.

She closed her eyes, allowing the throbbing of his manhood to ignite the fire she had dampened in her obedience.  She gasped when her cunt clenched, sweeping her into the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.  She was floating in a land of bliss, when his touch brought her back to the present.  He was smiling broadly as he saw the look of pleasure on his slave's face.  He caressed her cheek for a second, then moved to help her out of the swing.  She had difficulty standing on her own for a minute or two, finding she had to hold onto her Master.  He played with her hair, making her look into his face.  He smiled, capturing her lips with his, giving her the passionate kiss she had longed for earlier.  Her Master always took good care of her.