A Good Little Ass Slut

i kneel before You facing away
leaning over, spread across the ottoman
“lift your skirt” a quiet command to be obeyed
i hike up my skirt, bare my ass in the air
i am explored slowly with an index finger
it is forced into my ass quickly, roughly, as i gasp
a sigh tells me what You are thinking
how Your cock would feel so much better
a soft chuckle as the finger wiggles deeper
a long, strong, probing finger
that single digit is withdrawn and i exhale heavily
i never realized i was holding my breath

cold metal brushes my left cheek, my right
the “gift” i have so long been teased about
i feel the first knob, slick with lube
pressed firmly against my anus
its been dipped it in ice water
just like i was promised it would be
i inhale sharply as coldness fills me
radiating out from my core
another amused chuckle  at my reaction
i can take more?
as if i have a choice
the hook inches past the second knob

turning, twisting as if to be certain it is secure
stepping back to admire Your handiwork
the click of a cell phone camera
a little extra bit of humiliation
knowing that such photos even exist
ones i would want no one else to see
behind me, i cannot see Your face
but i feel Your smile touched with evil playfulness
“what a beautiful site you are, little one”
i remain where i kneel, silent and motionless
a statue dedicated to perversion

a hand pushes roughly between my legs
and two fingers thrust into my pussy
“you are so wet, little one; you must like this”
deliberately my clit is rubbed and pinched
sending shock waves through my body
they converge just beneath Your fingertips
making me close my eyes and whimper aloud
i hear the click of a vibrator being turned on
its buzzing fills my head with anticipation
i feel it slide between my legs and press against me
just the right spot and it doesn’t take long
pushed to the edge
 i bite my lip
trying to stifle the moan building in my throat
“do you want to cum, little one?”
as if my answer isn’t obvious
“yes, Sir, please,” i beg, “may i?”
“yes, you may, little one; cum for Daddy”

my back arches and every muscle goes taut
my pussy convulses around nothing but air
my ass constricts around the cold hard metal hook
spasm after spasm of pleasure wracks my body
i am forced to ride every wave
for what feels like an eternity
until i am nearly in tears and begging again
begging for it to stop
another amused chuckle and a hard smack on my ass

panting, i lay my face on the footstool, closing my eyes
a hand in my hair, pulling my head upward,
forces me to give up the cool leather
i feel lips pressed to my ear
“do you like the present I bought you?”
“yes Sir,” i manage to say, swallowing  
a tug on the hook sends sweet pain surging through me
“that’s My good girl”
my hair is released then stroked gently
“I’ll make you a good little ass slut yet, won’t I?”
i say nothing, not telling You that You already have