Bitch On A Leash (part two)

As my spit-drizzled cock stood erect before her face, she looked at me and gave a smile that would show she was having childish fun.

So I pulled on her leash until she came face to face with me. I pressed my lips into hers and we laughed. There she reached down and started fondling my sweaty balls as she said, “I love how you taste. I want you to drain it down my throat.”

“Every drop?” I asked jokingly.

“Yes! I’m gonna suck it out like a vacuum.”

She slid back down between my knees and she gave quick licks over my balls as she grasped the base of my cock. Then she pinched my balls between her lips and then opened her mouth wide and began to suck the sweat off my balls. Then she ran her tongue up and over my sack and up my shaft and there dripped a string of warm saliva over the head of my dick. The white string still dangling from her bottom lip, she smiled and said, “your turn to go down on me.”

I consented with a nod and I slid off the couch kneeling beside her. For a moment we gazed into each other’s eyes until she began removing the leather belt fastened around her neck.

“Allow me,” I offered to unbuckle the belt.

As the strap was undone and dangled in my hand, she grabbed hold of it and looking at me in a sort of menacing way, she jerked the strap from my hand. “Your turn, bitch.”

She placed the belt around my neck and from the clinking, I could hear the strap eased through the buckle then fastened enough where my airway felt slightly constricted. “Now, you’re mine!”

And with that same sinister smile, she firmed her hold on me and she stood up before me, face leveled with her skirt, she commanded, “hike up my skirt and bury your tongue inside me, bitch!”

I was a bit hesitant as I had never been a woman’s bitch before in my life. She repeated and brought my face into her skirt. Swearing I could smell her wet pussy, I lifted her skirt and found she had no panties on and I laid eyes on the fat, glistening labias of her pussy before I sunk my wet tongue deep into them, tasting her. She began to squeal slightly as I flexed my tongue between her creamy labias and I could taste more of her seeping pussy crème.

She brought me in tighter by the leash and deeper my tongue went until she squirmed standing, squealing. As I did so, I ran my fingertips up her legs until one wrapped over her ass cheek and the other prodded her pussy hole.

“Bitch!” She laughed.

Then I dipped a finger into my mouth and pushed the tip inside her. She jolted then shouted, “yeah, that’s right bitch!”

Then the whole of my finger was deep inside her and I could feel her creamy canal and I twisted and contorted my finger inside her while the tip of my tongue danced on her clit.

“Eat my pussy until I come,” she paused to tighten my buckle then adding, “I want your tongue inside me, I want my pussy crème to drain into your mouth, bitch!”

As ordered, I sunk my tongue next inside her pussy, tasting her crème and licking around wildly as I rubbed her clit.

“Spit on it! I want my clit to fucking shine!”

I withdrew my tongue and as it slipped out of her pussy, I gathered saliva in my mouth and drained it over her clit. White strings of spit dangled as I made long licks over her whole pussy, finishing at her clit where I captured it between my lips and sucked hard. Then my tongue became even more wild and rammed three fingers plus my tongue up inside her. Again, she squealed.

“I’m - I’m coming, bitch!”

Then her crème coated my lips, fingers and tongue as she squirted and moaned. And I loved her taste. I knew I wanted more and knew that I would make her orgasm more and more as that hot afternoon progressed.

I withdrew from her pussy as my mouth was covered in her warm fluids and looked up her as if I were the slave looking up to my master. She looked down on me and said, “ok bad little bitch boy, I’m going to turn around and your gonna hike my skirt back up and play with my sweet ass - just like you did with my pussy, bitch.”  

I was very hesitant and did not desire it much, I admit. But she turned and flexed her ass under her tight skirt right before my eyes. Then she tugged on the leash and brought my face to her ass. I hiked up her skirt to show the entirety of her sweet, perfect ass.

“Part my ass, bitch!” She commanded.

First, landed a kiss on her ass cheek as I began rubbing and grasping the whole of her ass. The. Firmly grasped both cheeks and parted them. What I saw was a small, pink asshole that I knew then I wanted to bury whatever I could into it.

She firmed the grip on the leather strap as she turned and looked down on me, “eat my ass you fucking bitch!”

I generated much saliva and ran a trail of spit over her little pink asshole and began to drive my tongue up and down over her asshole as I held a firm grip parting her ass wide open to my mouth. Then I became audacious and drove the tip of my tongue into her asshole, barely able to penetrate it. I did it to impress the one holding my leather leash, and I, her good bitch.

As the tip of my tongue pressed in, I drove two fingers into her pussy hole and fingered her wildly, her pussy wetter than before.

Then my eye caught something; the groceries she had brought in. And I noticed a cucumber and bananas. I broke away from her ass and pussy.

“Bitch, what do you think you’re doing?” She protested.

I answered, “with your permission I wanna grab that cucumber and the bananas.”

“Hmm,” she smiled.

She guided me on the leash by the door. I picked out the cucumber and several bananas. She walked me back to the couch where she smiled and said to me, “I’m going into doggy over this couch and you’re going to play with my pussy and ass, bitch.”

She did so and her ass spread greater and her labias too. I felt it was my turn, though still on a leash, to turn the tables on her.

To be continued….