Leather whore

he greets her in the early morning
waiting for her response
she wakes to his message, sleepy grin
she responds to him,
she gets up, takes her shower
washing herself, she gets out
taking her towel drying her dripping wet body

he tells her he wants to meet up with her
she follows his directions
she quickly dresses in her t-shirt and jeans,
grabbing her things, her keys
anticipation, rushing out of the house
smiling, wondering what he has in store for her

meeting at their usual place
knowing her place, she strips down
just in the t-shirt, he is waiting
she greets him as she kneels
"morning Sir" she whispers
he reaches down lifting her chin up
looking into her eyes he kisses her forehead

bringing her to her feet
he takes her to the cross beam
taking her wrists cuffing them
she looks at him, watching him
walking behind her
he reaches down to his waist
he takes off his belt
closing her eyes as she hears him taking it off

comes up behind her running the belt
around on her body
she shivers to the feeling of the leather
"you ready my dear?" he whispers
gently into her ear
she nods, attempting to see him

he steps back taking his belt in his hand
reaching back ready to to strike her ass
he strikes her hard, she moans
he strikes her over and over as
her moans getting louder,
purple welts coming to the surface of her skin

he feels himself getting hard
the more he strikes her, more aroused he gets
he walks up behind her as she is in tears
tears of enlightenment, pleasure, satisfaction
he grabs her hair "now it's time to have my way with you!"

taking his foot spreading her legs apart
he unzips his jeans taking his hard cock out
putting it up against her, still having her hair in hand
he forces himself inside of her
she lets slip a cry
he smacks her ass "i didn't say you could make any noise!"

he continues to fucking her
she bites her bottom lip to stop her moans
the noise of the chains, his breathing,
his moans, his enjoyment
her breathing picks up
"i will tell you when to cum"
her eyes widen, her body tightens
as he whispers his command in her ear

harder and faster he becomes
moving in and out of her
arching her back
grabbing the chains with her hands
feet barely touching the ground
picks her up spinning her around
she now faces him

up and down she moves
he starts to climax,
forcing in deeper
she attempts to muffle her moans
letting them slip, body tightens
leans in, grabs her neck
she looks at him “may i Sir? please”
he lets his load spill into her
“Yes” they both moan

he steps away from her
watching as she hangs there
unable to old herself up on her feet
he uncuffs her letting her drop to the floor
“Clean yourself up” as he seats himself watching
“y..y..yes Sir”