Amare

Beginnings - Carter & Bethany

            "Hello bitch," crooned Bethany in a soft voice, smirking as she closed and locked the front door.

           Carter, her submissive, was kneeling head down and palms flat on his thighs in the middle of the entryway. He was wearing a baby blue lace thong with a matching leather collar. 

          "You look stunning," she said as she put a finger under his chin, making him look her in the eyes. 

           Carter wimpered, shaking slightly, wanting to beg so hard for any more contact. He had missed her while she was at work today. Cleaning the house and drawing for a commission after being left hard and leaking from her teasing just hours before. He accidentally let his gaze slip from her face to his straining cock.

           "Speak bitch, what do you want?" Bethany said, teasing him.

           "P-please MIstress..." Carter trailed off weakly.

           "Please what?" She asked lightly, wanting him to beg for it.

           "Please-... Fuck me Mistress" He begged, so desperate he was on the verge of tears.

           "Be a good little bitch and go get your leash, you know where it is." The second the words left her mouth he bolted, gracefully running out of and back into the room. Returning to the same position as before, but now with leash in hand, Carter patiently waited for his next commands. Bethany reaches down and pulls the leash out of his hands gently, swiftly attaching it to his collar. She gives a gentle tug on the collar and he comes to her side, still looking down but now on all fours. She gently runs her fingers through his curly black hair.

             "Stand," she says. He stands slowly and stares hard at the floor, whimpering involunterily. He is shorter than her so she grabs his hair firmly from the back and yanks his head to the side. She licks up the side of his neck and starts trailing hickies up his neck, dark marks that won't let him forget who he belongs to. With his legs shaking and moaning softly in her ear as she moves closer and closer to his mouth. She kisses his mouth hard. Claiming his tongue and his everything as hers. Conquering his body. She pulls back suddenly.

            "Get in the bedroom pretty boy before I fuck you in front of that big ass window. I think I'll keep that beautiful cock to myself." She spoke quietly. They had both forgotten the windows were left open since their candlelit dinner the night before. Watching Carter practically bolt into the bedroom, following the directions she had given him for the scene they planned for tonight.

            She stalks into the room after her eager pup who had everything she asked layed out on the bed for her. Carter was kneeling on the bed, facing the wall, gently playing with his puckered pink hole. It was sloppy and heady, begging for more but satiating himself with what pleasures he has earned. He was looking back over his shoulder at his Mistress. Moaning, whimpering, whining, begging in his mind for her to take him, strong and fast. Make his come, screaming out his ecstacy. Raw and emotional, falling into her arms as soon as she was done. Being pet and caressed...and loved. 

            He fell out of his haze to see her approaching him and reaching for both his neck and his hand that was fingering his hole. She grabbed his neck, near his chin and teased his mouth with her tongue. With her other hand she moved his, rubbing her fingers in spilled lube from his eagerness for some release, and slammed into his mercilessly. He fell apart in her arms. Howling like a wolf. Crying out and whimpering, the louder he was, the harder she would fuck him. He may even get the 10 inch strap today. He let loose, waiting for her to take him all, instead of piece by piece. 

            Bethany pulled away and out just long enough to rip off her dress to show the boy his prize. 

           "Since you've been such a good pet you get to take your favorite toy, but this will be a little different." She said.

            She grabbed a chair from the corner of the room and pulled it to the center, seating herself lightly. Did she...want him to ride her? His eyes went wide and his dick was harder than ever imagineable. He slowly walked towards her and straddled her lap, facing her. He sunk down slowly, savoring every second and taking it well. Getting impatient, Bethany placed her hands on his hips and pushed him down harshly. Crying out, practically screaming, "Mistress- Mistress please! More!" She thrust into him from below, unable to restrain herself until they were both panting like dogs in the Sahara. Cum pouring out of both of their bodies until they were drained.

            Slowly lifting him off the dildo and maneuvering him onto the chair, she removed the strap and grabbed 2 warm, damp cloths. She gently cleaned them both up and kissed him gently. Praising him the whole time. She slowly picked him up and moved him to the bed and laid his head on her lap. She turned on a movie whilst petting his hair softly. Silently Bethany drifted off, thinking Carter was asleep, he stayed awake watching her beauty and thinking of her gentleness with him as he too, drifted off peacefully.