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10 March 2015
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Jayne’s lover.



She stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and, wrapping it around herself, headed to the bedroom. Mart had already had a shower, and was finished dressing, he was heading out somewhere today, so she would have the house to herself.

They met in the kitchen, Mart had done toast and coffee, Jayne cleared the crockery away when they finished, as Mart pecked her on the cheek and, with a brief goodbye, was gone.

She got started on the usual humdrum chores, some washing, and a light hoovering, music on, but not too loud.

She had an idea, and grabbed her phone, intending to see if any of the ladies at the stables were up for a ride out later…and then she saw it.

The message.

From “Him”.

It was simple, and straight to the point.

“I know he’s out, I’m coming round to fuck you.”
 
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Her stomach flipped, and she caught her breath. There was no room for discussion, she knew, even as she re-read it, that she would let him, he seemed to have this hold over her.

“Get ready, you have one hour, don’t make me wait!”

Her heart pounded, and her pussy moistened, she knew what he wanted, it was always the same, and she knew that he would expect her to be ready, or face the consequences … and she, briefly, thought about doing something to provoke him, just a little…and then dismissed the idea, remembering the last time she had done that, how he had punished her by not allowing her to cum during his visit, and banned her from making herself cum for a week after he left, until, one night, as if reading her mind, as she was contemplating using one of her toys to relieve herself, he sent her a one word text…”cum”. She used her fingers, along with a mental re-play of their session, and shuddered through an orgasm in less than 30 seconds.
 
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She glanced at her watch, and almost ran up the stairs, shedding her clothes as she again got in the shower, this time reaching for her razor, making sure she was smooth all over for him. Part of her disliked how she bent to his will so easily, like some giddy schoolgirl with her first crush, but that nonsense was easily quashed by the rapidly growing sense of excitement , a mixture of lust and trepidation, the not knowing exactly what he would do to her, but knowing she would enjoy it stoking the fire growing in her stomach.

Soon enough she was shaved, dry, and picking her outfit…easy enough, his requirements were fairly straightforward. Slutty, black lingerie, stockings, and high heels. She grinned inwardly, a realization dawning on her that in fact, she had some control, she knew when she got it right that he couldn’t resist her, whilst he got to use her body for his pleasure, she also knew that he would make sure she enjoyed it too…a strange mix, he would be firm, but not brutal, demanding, but not unreasonable, rough, but yet a gentleman, he would push her boundaries, but never overstep the mark.
 
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She quickly found the perfect outfit, and then set about her make-up, smokey eyes, red lips, she knew how to look to play her part, she knew he wanted her to look very different from her normal day-to-day life. Soon, she was ready, dressed, and she dragged a bag out from the bottom of the wardrobe, high heels, way too high to be practical, but then, she knew she wouldn’t be walking much, and the vision sent a shiver down her back, she then found the black leather collar and lead he had given her after their first meet, and slipped it on., hearing what he said when he handed it to her, “if you put it on, you are mine”…she did so without a pause. Lastly, a blindfold.

She checked the clock, only a few minutes to wait, her heart was still beating fast.
 
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She heard a downstairs door close, he had arrived, she moved to the bed and assumed the position he expected to find her in, and slipped the blindfold over her eyes. He entered the bedroom, and took in the sight. She was knelt on all fours on the bed, facing away from the door. He walked up behind her and ran his hand over her bum, enjoying feeling her tremble at the touch.



Her breathing quickened as he ran his hands over her, down her thighs, then back up, a hand dipping briefly between her legs, as the other one cupped her boob, tweaking her nipple through her basque, eliciting a low moan from her. She felt the chain pull slightly to one side, and she moved as directed, hearing him unzip and drop his trousers. Unable to see because of the blindfold, she waited for his direction, and as he cupped her chin she felt the head of his cock brush her lips. Opening her mouth, she moved forward, engulfing it, pushing it further in as she bobbed her head, savoring the taste, the feel, the sensations, as he thrust gently into her mouth. She felt him grip her hair, gently, but firmly, and pull her further onto his cock, giving her no choice but to try and deep-throat him, not that she would have backed away anyway, he had lit a fire in her that only complete obedience seemed to extinguish, if only briefly.

Low groans escaped his lips, and she became even more turned on, her thighs slick with a slight sheen of moisture as her pussy leaked, as she re-doubled her efforts, wanting… no, needing to please him, aching to feel and hear his passion erupt, knowing it was her that had done that for him.

He pulled away, and she heard him move to the foot of the bed, where she had left the bag. He finished undressing, and rummaged in the bag, the rustling of items setting off a kaleidoscope of images in her mind…would he bind her to the bed, or use a paddle or spanker on her, or maybe use one of the vibrators in there to tease her, make her beg to be allowed to cum? All of this only added to the pulsing wetness of her pussy, a fact not lost on him as he stepped back to the side of the bed and ran a hand between her legs, this time playing with her sex, gently rubbing her clit, making her moan and shake.
 
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She heard a downstairs door close, he had arrived, she moved to the bed and assumed the position he expected to find her in, and slipped the blindfold over her eyes. He entered the bedroom, and took in the sight. She was knelt on all fours on the bed, facing away from the door. He walked up behind her and ran his hand over her bum, enjoying feeling her tremble at the touch.



Her breathing quickened as he ran his hands over her, down her thighs, then back up, a hand dipping briefly between her legs, as the other one cupped her boob, tweaking her nipple through her basque, eliciting a low moan from her. She felt the chain pull slightly to one side, and she moved as directed, hearing him unzip and drop his trousers. Unable to see because of the blindfold, she waited for his direction, and as he cupped her chin she felt the head of his cock brush her lips. Opening her mouth, she moved forward, engulfing it, pushing it further in as she bobbed her head, savoring the taste, the feel, the sensations, as he thrust gently into her mouth. She felt him grip her hair, gently, but firmly, and pull her further onto his cock, giving her no choice but to try and deep-throat him, not that she would have backed away anyway, he had lit a fire in her that only complete obedience seemed to extinguish, if only briefly.

Low groans escaped his lips, and she became even more turned on, her thighs slick with a slight sheen of moisture as her pussy leaked, as she re-doubled her efforts, wanting… no, needing to please him, aching to feel and hear his passion erupt, knowing it was her that had done that for him.

He pulled away, and she heard him move to the foot of the bed, where she had left the bag. He finished undressing, and rummaged in the bag, the rustling of items setting off a kaleidoscope of images in her mind…would he bind her to the bed, or use a paddle or spanker on her, or maybe use one of the vibrators in there to tease her, make her beg to be allowed to cum? All of this only added to the pulsing wetness of her pussy, a fact not lost on him as he stepped back to the side of the bed and ran a hand between her legs, this time playing with her sex, gently rubbing her clit, making her moan and shake.
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He continued playing with her pussy, knowing just how to get her to that point….and then stopped, bringing forth a groan of frustration from her. The sharp crack, and impact of the spanker on her behind made her jump, he knew just how hard to punish her without going too far, already she could feel her pussy re-double its efforts to soak her thighs as the warmth of the spank spread, and the mild sting made her stomach flip.

“Sorry” she blurted out, bracing for the next spank from the leather implement.

“Sorry what?” he growled, pulling on the chain.

“Sir…sorry Sir!” she quickly corrected herself, she knew there were rules, but her head was spinning so much she forgot how to properly address him.

She shivered as he ran the leather spanker across her buttocks, was it the one that had “slut” cut into it, or “slave”…either way, if he got the angle right she would be able to see a faint outline on her cheeks later in the mirror. Neither word bothered her, for him, she was willingly both, since they had started this arrangement, he had gently but firmly led her down a path that she didn’t even know existed, she smiled internally, how much different she was now sexually to the shy virgin who needed coaxing by her boyfriend to even touch his cock all those years ago.

He said just one word, “Up”, and she got off the bed and stood, wobbling slightly on her heels, and her scooped her boobs out of the cups of her basque, playing with the nipples, already standing proud. She hoped he would suck them, nibble them, and as if reading her mind, he trapped one between his lips and gently sucked it further into his mouth, his tongue flicking it from side to side as his fingers tweaked the other one. She gasped, and all too soon he stopped, moving to the bag again, digging around in there, her lack of sight enhancing her other senses, she could hear the soft jingling of chains, and then bells….and she shivered, she thought she knew what was coming.

She felt him cup her boobs, one at a time, and then the pinch of nipple clamps, again, set just right, not intending to cause pain, just a little discomfort, but these had little bells on them, and she knew what that meant.