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Edges Lynda drove home quickly. She was hoping the trip would take half its normal time this evening. Her body shivered as she thought of what was to happen that night. She could feel the tingling begin between her legs and she smiled to herself. Reaching down, she traced her wet slick lips softly. Taking her finger back, she brought it to her mouth and tasted, the taste pleasing her greatly. Lynda smiled once again and pressed the accelerator harder. Gawd she wanted to be home. Jon finished laying out the items needed for the night’s play. Confident in his choices, he strode down the steps and went to the kitchen. He had promised his love a grand dinner that evening and that was what she was gonna get. Chicken and rice, and for dessert, a nice cherry cheesecake. Jon was a very good cook and set about making each item. Cautiously preparing the chicken just as she liked. He paid loving attention to each and every detail. Soon, the house was full of wonderful aromas of cooking food. Satisfied with his progress, Jon took a tall glass of vodka in his hand and went out to sit on the deck. Sitting down, he sat the glass on the arm of his chair and watched as the sun started to set in the distance. He watched as the waves crashed against the rocks. He was content. Well, as content as he could be until later. Lynda walked along the sidewalk leading to the house. Smiling as she smelled the wonderful smells coming from the house. The door opened and she felt her heart flutter as he stood there, waiting for her. Jon held out his hand and took hers in his and led her into the house. He took her things and laid them on a table near the door. Jon closed the door and turned to face her. She stood before him as he watched her. Smiling, he leaned way down and kissed her softly on the lips. He drank in the taste of her as if it was the finest of wines, feeling her press her body into his, he broke the kiss before it went too far. Leading her to the dining area, he pulled her chair back and waited for her to sit. He took his seat across from her and smiled to her as they began to enjoy the meal he had prepared. The next couple hours were spent in conversation of the days events, enjoying the food, and each other. Once finished, Jon took her by the hand and they went into the living area for more talk and some relaxation. He could feel her heart beating hard in her chest as they talked. He smiled to himself and stroked her hair lovingly. He leaned down once again and kissed her deeply. With his mouth just inches from her ear, he told her "Its time to prepare for the evening little one". "Yes sir" was all she said as she stood and looked at him. Without another word, she went up the steps and began her preparations. Everything had been laid out for her with the greatest of care. Her attire for the evening was laid out across the bed with the upmost attention paid to detail Across the room on a stand, she saw the items she knew would be used tonight, hidden from view under a towel. She couldn’t help but shiver at the thought of what was to happen. Lynda began to undress, slowly, making sure that her clothes were returned to the proper place, and her undergarments were placed in the laundry basket. Stepping into the bathroom she ran her bath water, adding just the right amount of her favorite bubble liquid, then waited for the tub to fill. Once ready, she slipped in to the hot water and leaned back against the tub. Lynda felt the nervous apprehension rise inside her. Tonight was going to be different. More so than any other time she had ever been with her Master. They had spent hours talking about what was to be done tonight. A shudder started at her toes and ran through the length of her body. She wanted to please him so much, yet she was nervous of what would be done. Could she take all that she knew he wanted? Could she be taken to the edge of her limits and held there? She trusted Jon more than any man she had ever been with, yet, there was still that tinge of fear. Lynda shook the thoughts from her mind and went about bathing. She knew she needed to get done and get ready. Jon wouldn’t wait forever. Jon waited patiently. Not one of his stronger character traits, but he managed to do his best with his eagerness. When the desired time came, he stood and walked up the long staircase slowly, purposefully. He knew what was waiting for him. Smiling to himself, he walked down the hallway and through the door to their room. His eyes drank in the site of her, sitting on the edge of the bed. Dressed in exactly what he laid out for her. Jon walked to his high back chair in front of the bed and sat down. Sitting his drink once again on the arm. Never taking his eyes of her, he said "Show me princess" Lynda nodded and stood to walk in front of him. Her feet were adorned with white shoes. Long slender heels stuck into the carpet with each step. Her legs were covered in soft white stockings, attached at the top to the garter belt that circled her waist. Beneath the belt she wore an elegant white thong that showed off her backside magnificently. Her body was wrapped in the white lace nighty that helped accent her ample breasts. Her hair was pulled back behind her in a ponytail. Jon looked deeply into her eyes as she stood there, hips softly swaying as she turned and let him take her all in. "Now little one, remove everything except your panties." Jon said as he crossed his legs in front of him. Lynda sat down on the bed and removed the shoes carefully, placing them at the foot of the bed. She stood in front of him and unfastened the clips that held her stockings up. Lynda took great care in rolling each one down her long shapely leg. Offering him small glances at her hidden woman hood. Her heart was pounding in her ches t now, and she was sure he could hear it, if not feel it. She placed each stocking beside her shoes, and stood to undo the nighty. Untying the strings that held it in place, she slowly slid the straps over her shoulders and held the nighty in front of her. Grinning, she slid the nighty slowly over each breast, allowing him to only see pieces at a time. Her nipples were taught with excitement. She was sure she was soaked in other places as well. Passing the nighty over her tummy, she let it fall to her feet where she kicked it softly aside. Lynda stood there, hands at her side, and locked her eyes on his. Jon stood and circled her. He drank in the vision of her and savored it. Her skin was lightly tanned. Her hair, auburn in color, was long, and hung down the middle in the pony tail. Her lips were bright crimson, and her eyes were the color of merlot. Jon smiled and stood behind her. Reaching up, he took her hair in his hand and stroked it gently. Without warning, he pulled it hard and her head shot back with it. Jon held his mouth inches from her ear and said, "You like to tease me princess?" Lynda stood motionless. Her breath coming in gasps. His reaction had shocked her. "No sir" "Then why did you then?" he asked "I didn’t" she said sheepishly "Yes, you did precious. You know you did" Lynda knew she had. But she wanted to argue with him .To hold fast to her ground and see where he would go with it. "No sir, I didn’t. Honest" was all she could think to say. Jon pulled at her hair harder, pulling her back into him. "Yes love, you did. While you undressed. You offered me glimpses of what you have, and when you removed your teddy, you once again mocked what I wanted" he said as a matterof factly. And for that, we’ll add to your play tonight. Something of my choice. "Yes sir" was all Lynda said. Jon relinquished the hold on her hair. Taking her hand in his, he moved her to the bed and helped her onto it. Without a word, she moved to the middle of the bed and turned so she was laying face down. Jon moved to one of her hands and tied it to bedpost. Her bonds were silk scarves used only in play. Jon did the same on the other hand and smiled as he looked at her. Her head was turned away from him so he couldn’t see her eyes. Jon took a stack of pillows and laid them beside her. Lynda was now watching and without being told, she lifted herself so he could slide the pillows under her lower stomach. With the pillows in place, her bottom was now thrown out to him. Just as he wanted.. He did the same to her ankles, fastening her securely to the bed. There was a bit of play in the scarves, as to not hurt her from the limitation. Yet there was no place for her to go. She was his. Now and forever. Stepping back to the foot of the bed, Jon took in the site of her and was instantly filled with desire. He had the choice. He could take her now, savagely, as she was. Ripping the thong that covered her and entering her roughly. Or he could wait, and savor what was about to happen. Uncovering the items that had been hid on the table, Jon took the long knife from the table and held it in front of him. The blade was long and slender, appropriate for what he had in mind. Walking over to the bed, he sat beside her, and watched as she moved softly in her bonds. Jon took the knife and barely touched the tip against the skin of her upper back. She jerked at bit at the sensation yet did not say a word. Jon trailed the knife slowly up and down her back. Not cutting with it, yet letting her feel the blade. With his other hand, he gently rubbed her bottom. Caressing each cheek lovingly. Her bottom ground into his touch. Slowly, he slid his hand between her legs and felt the wetness of her against his hand. Smiling, he removed his hand and went back to his desire. The blade moved up and down her back, covering each and every inch of her. He crisscrossed her back with the tip. Not cutting, yet he could see the trails of the blade in her skin. He moved on over her bottom, pushing a bit harder so she could feel the hardness of the tip. Jon moved the knife up and down each leg, over the outer thigh, and then back up the inner thigh. She quivered at the touch. Her body involuntarily spasming against the bed. Jon ran the width of the blade against her lips. He let the coldness of the blade stay against what he was sure was the heat of her pussy. A soft moan emitted from her lips as Jon pressed it against her making him smile. She spread her legs even wider. Moving the knife now, he caught the elastic of the thong below her pussy and cut it harshly. She didn’t move at all. Jon trailed the knife even higher and cut the elastic of the fabric around her waist. Jon removed the thong and threw it aside. He sat the knife aside and with his hands, softly kneaded her bottom again. Moving back to the table, Jon took a hairbrush from it and returned to her. He ran the brush over her bottom, letting her feel the harshness of the bristles against her soft skin. She moved her bottom in small jerks. Jon turned the brush over and let her feel the smooth back, the coolness of the plastic against the heat in her body. He ran the brush over each cheek, up and down. Letting it cover all her bottom. Then, without warning, he raised it and smacked down hard on her bottom, where it meets the upper leg in a crease. She jerked against the bonds yet did not scream out. The redness rising quickly in her bottom. Jon did it again, and again, and again. The smacks coming rapidly and without warning. He leaned up and whispered softly into her ear. Letting her know how pleasing she was to him. He continued to whisper to her as he ran the coolness of the back over the marks he had just made. Soft low moans passed through her lips as he continued this for minutes. Then, he withdrew from her ear and repeated the whole process again, on the other side. Faster this time .Smacking her bottom harder. She reacted more violently this time, bucking against the bonds that held her. She never once cried out, instead moaned louder and louder. Jon didn’t stop to whisper to her this time. Instead he talked aloud. Letting her know how much he was pleased. And all the time, he began to spank her bottom. One cheek, then another. Soft smacks, then harder. Alternating between the two. Lynda jerked with each smack. Her bottom pushing her hips into the bed. Jon continued with this. Moving each hit up and down her ass. Covering it all. Soon, her bottom glowed cherry red against the white of her skin. With each smack, she moaned louder, and louder, never asking him to stop. Once, he swore, she stuck out her ass in almost a dare to him, to see how hard he would smack it. And he complied by smacking it as hard as he had yet. That one brought a louder moan, almost yell from her lips as she spasmed against the bed.. Jon smiled as he placed the brush aside and rubbed his hand into her bottom. The heat filled his hand instantly as he gently massaged each cheek. He talked to her the whole time. Whispering loving words into her ears as he rubbed that which he had just hurt. Jon sat back and left the bed. He crossed back over and sat down once again in his chair. He watched her as she ground her hips into the bed. He knew she was close to orgasm and in a low voice said "Not yet princess" He watched her for a few more minutes then got up and went back to the table. He picked up a small leather strap and large insertible dildo. Sitting back down beside her, he took the lube from the night stand and applied it to the dildo. Jon ran the dildo between the cheeks of her ass and let her feel it against her opening. Slowly, he pressed it into her, opening her wide as it pushed just insider her. He stopped and let it stay there. "Please...." she begged through ragged breaths. "Please what?" he asked "Fill me...I want more.." she pleaded. Jon held the dildo there for what seemed like an eternity to her, then quickly moved it deeper into her. He filled her with over half the dildo and then began to move it in and out of her. Not hard or fast. Yet he let her feel all that she had taken so far. She bucked against it as he filled her each time. Jon sped up the pace and soon was taking her ass hard with the toy. Each time he filled her more and more with it. He heard her breaths quicken with each stroke, and soon she was bucking violently against the toy. "Please Master....Let me cum for you" she pleaded Jon continued to take her bottom with the toy. "Now princess. Come for your Master" Lynda jerked hard against the bonds. The waves of orgasm rocked through her body. Soft cries of pleasure passed through her lips. Jon kept moving the toy hard in and out of her, whispering soft praises to her as he took her. And when he sensed the orgasm subsiding a bit, he left the toy deep inside her and watched.. "More...I want more Sir" she said through ragged gasps for air. She was still rocking into the bed, yet her motions were slowing. Jon picked up the leather strap he had brought with him and ran it up and down her back. He let her feel the harsh coolness of the leather against the heat in her bottom. Slowly, he started to slap the leather against her bottom. Small cracks could be heard each time it struck her. Jon worked the strap up her back, then back down. Not hard, harsh smacks, yet smacks that drew attention. Enough to make her move with each stroke. Jon continued this up and down her legs as well. Jon used the leather strap along the insides of her legs. Smacking harder now because he knew she liked the feeling. They had used this many times and it had turned out to be one of her favorite toys. With each strike, she moaned louder and louder. He could hear the intensity just in her moans. Jon worked up to her wetness again and ground the leather into her pussy. Teasing her with it. And without warning, he started to smack against her wet lips. Lynda rocked hard now at her bonds. Jon smacked harder and harder against her pussy. And with his other hand, he started to move the toy again in her ass. Harder, deeper, he took her ass just as he would with his own cock. Soon, she was close to orgasm again. Jon struck her pussy harder and harder with the leather strap. He was pounding the toy into her ass now and said quickly "Cum for me princess" Lynda jerked hard once as the orgasm rocked her again. Her legs were taught as the pleasure washed through her. Wave after wave poured over her as he continued to take her ass hard. He watched as the muscles tensed with the feeling of pleasure as it tore through her. Jon stopped moving the toy and once again, left it deep inside her. He watched as the orgasm subsided and she moaned softly in pleasure. Jon stood and undressed quickly. He wanted her now and would have exactly that. He released his hardness into the air as he slid his trousers down his legs and laid them aside. His fingers tore at the buttons of his shirt as he ripped it away from his body. He knew Lynda heard him as she parted her legs as far as she could for him. Jon climbed the bed quickly and knelt between her legs. He adjusted the toy in her bottom so that he could move against her. She had most of it now inside her and she moaned in pleasure. Jon rubbed his cock against the inside of her legs as teased her with it. He let her feel it against her lips as he laid atop her and whispered into her ear. Jon moved into her quickly. Letting her have the head and nothing more. He held himself there as she pushed back against him. "Please fuck me " she begged "Do what my love" he asked as he moved just a bit inside her. "Fuck me now. Hard. Give me all of your sweet cock." she said without a hint of reserve. And with that, Jon began to take her, hard, deep. Gi ving her all that she asked. He pounded in and out of her with vigor. He grabbed at her hair and pulled hard as he buried his cock deep inside her. Lynda screamed a bit as he pulled hard. Her head pulled back. He didn’t stop .Instead hammered into her harder. He pumped and pumped and felt the orgasm starting inside him. Jon pumped her hard and began to shake as his orgasm overtook him. Feeling his hot seed inside her, Lynda began to cum as well. Both together. Jon shook from the pleasure. His muscles ripped with energy as he poured his seed deep into her. He collapsed against her as his orgasm spent. Both were breathing in ragged gasps. They stayed there, motionless for a few minutes until Jon withdrew from her and pulled the toy from her bottom. He loosened her bonds and took her into his arms. There they stayed for moments until he laid her on her back. He ran his hand down her face and smiled into her eyes. Jon rolled back and went to kneel between her legs. Lynda watched him as he looked at her and after a few minutes she asked him "What are you doing honey" "Im taking that thing I told you I would have, when you teased me earlier." he said as his face was just inches from her pussy. Lynda smiled and
caressed his face as he began to go down on her. And with that, they
moved on into the night.
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