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Sunday
Morning
by SheDragon
(age-play between adult characters)
Synopsis: just a routine Sunday morning for chris and his Governess.
chris woke up with
a very stiff back and very painted toes. The neon blue colour looked a
little sickly this early in the morning. Shoved in beside his arm and
side was the pink teddy bear his Governess made him sleep with. chris
wasn't looking forward to peeling himself off the table this morning.
Usually his Governess allowed him to follow her to bed when she decided
she had tormented him enough. Experimentally chris lifted one leg as much
as he could with the cuffs chaining him to the table legs. He felt glued
to the table. His nose was itchy but he didnt have a hand free to scratch.
Hopefully this wouldnt be a Sunday morning when his Governess would choose
to sleep in or read in bed. At some point she would want him to fetch
the Sunday Star newspaper and make her breakfast. But chris needed to
get up soon, very soon.
His Governess had
painted his toes and fingernails and left him with a funnel of ice cubes
stuck in his mouth in case he was thirsty. She had gone to bed, leaving
him to suck the melting ice and await her pleasure. But now the ice was
long ago melted and drained through the funnel. All of that melted ice
was ready to be "recycled".
chris sighed, trying
to find his patience and that stamina he liked to brag to her about. Stamina
was in short supply after a night of staying awake on the table. Only
two things kept him from just giving in to the need to sleep. First, the
ice, if the funnel fell from his mouth the water would damage her dining
table. That would have him in the "dog house" for sure. Sleeping in the
closet with shoes and boxes and other junk poking him all night long was
not his idea of a good night. Secondly, that tatoo, not permanent but
long enough lasting that his employees and clients would see it at the
office on Monday. There was no way he could act casual with a tatoo of
a naked female dragon on the side of his neck.
And then.... there
she appeared, wearing a very self satisfied smile and a white cotton dress.
It was a summer dress and quite see through, she knew her near nakedness
always had an effect on him. His Governess smiled down at him as she removed
the funnel from his mouth. She was careful not to let the remaining ice
drip on to her table. His wrists and ankles were freed from the restraints
but she held him down with one hand on his chest.
"Good morning Governess."
chris said, trying not to sound impatient.
"How was your night
little man?" she stroked his cock, up and down in that special way of
hers, slightly twisting it at the edge of the head. chris was not too
surprised to feel his cock rise at her attention. That must be where all
the blood from his tired brain was hanging around this morning. Keeping
his hips still proved to be a hopeless effort. She soon had him painfully
squirming on the table, the skin of his bottom made a ripping noise as
it peeled away from the table top. chris sucked in a breath, as much from
the pain in his cheeks as the need to pump his hips against her hand.
"You look so nice
there my little man. I could watch you squirm and make those wonderfully
needy little noises all day. But, I think its time for all good little
boys to get up and make their Governess her breakfast." She raked her
nails lightly over and under his balls. Taking her time, teasing him with
her nails, as if she didn't intend to free him at all.
Without warning his
Governess shoved him off the table and laughed at the solid thud his 6'3
body made on the floor. chris was thankful for the thick carpeting which
broke his fall. He groaned quietly, so stiff he didnt even want to move
from where he had landed.
Then she nudged him
with her toes and he snapped at her, "I just want to shower and be left
alone for awhile!"
"Oh?" She knelt down
at his side. "You want to be left alone and do as you please? But little
chris, this is Sunday. Its our day together and it was all your idea,
remember? You don't have the choice of backing out now." His Governess
stood up as chris sighed in submission.
"Yes, I know you
are right Governess. It was a momentary lapse. Please over look it. I
am very stiff from being on the table all night and I think I left some
skin behind when you so graciously allowed me to get off." chris removed
the pink teddy bear from under his chest and pitched it as far as he could
.
"Hmmmm, is that a
touch of sarcasm little chris," Governess grinned. "I think a grumpy boy
should have some medicinal vinegar. Stand up and wait here while I get
the medicine for morning grumpiness."
chris groaned as
he slowly and carefully stood. Every muscle seemed to protest but he finally
stood erect as he knew his Governess always expected good posture. She
brought a quarter cup of white vinegar and in her other hand a tablespoon
of the dreaded castor oil.
"I think you need
the vinegar first little chris. Don't think to fool me and leave some
in the cup again." chris dutifully drank the vinegar, grimacing at the
taste. "Very good little man, now open wide," She pushed the spoon of
castor oil into his mouth and waited for him to close his lips around
it and swallow. "Come on little man, waiting won't make it any better."
chris swallowed the oil. "Good boy," she smiled patting his arm. "Now
just lick the spoon and you can trot off to have a shower."
"Thank you for looking
after me Governess," chris said when he was finished.
She hugged him close
and said, "You can be such a very good boy my little chris. You may have
a whole 20 minutes to shower, just for your poor little aching muscles.
Awww, and you think I'm not nice to you sometimes..." She laughed softly
and disappeared in the direction of the kitchen.
chris wasted no time
and was soon in the shower with the water as hot as he could stand it.
As promised she came in 20 minutes later and turned off the water. He
stepped out and thanked her sincerely for the large mug of hot tea she
handed him. Standing still and being careful not to spill tea, he enjoyed
her touch all over his body as she dried him off.
"Face the sink little
boy," An examination of his wrists and ankles showed marks from where
he had strained against the cuffs involuntarily as she aroused him over
and over during the evening past. From the medicine cabinet over his head
she brought out cream and rubbed it into his ankles and wrists. She put
away the cream and smoothed his bottom cheeks, soothing him. Her fingers
trailed between his cheeks and down between his legs. She encouraged him
to open his legs for her questing fingers. Gently stroking his balls and
the tops of his thighs she whispered to him about how much she liked his
cock and how nice it felt inside her while she had ridden him last night.
chris was soon breathing quicker, almost panting as she played with his
most sensitive and vulnerable areas.
"Now brush your teeth
little chris, you never know who might want to kiss you later," She smiled
tenderly and left the bathroom.
chris collected his
wits, waiting a moment for his breathing to slow, before standing and
filling the sink. His tooth brush was a Snaggle Puss cartoon character
she had given him recently. The one before had been SherKhan from the
> Jungle Book movie, it had gotten worn and she threw it out even though
chris had wanted to keep it. Tigers were his favourite animals. Teeth
brushed and face washed he watched the water spiral down the drain.
"I want scrambled
eggs and toast for breakfast chris," She called from the sitting room."Then
we will get you dressed to go out and fetch the newspaper. Maybe you can
wear that new Barney raincoat today, its a little drizzly outside."
"Right away Governess,"
chris paused to consider shaving but left it knowing she liked him a little
whiskery sometimes. He was more than willing to look like a pirate for
her if it would soften her up. Just dont let her ask about that ear ring
thing again, thought chris.
Making breakfast
was kind of nice on Sunday morning. He was allowed to have the radio or
CD player on, if it wasnt too loud. Governess did not like some of chris's
music. Usually he chose the radio so he could hear the news. She had already
made a pot of coffee so chris brought out the cream and refilled her cup
without being asked. Pretending to ignore him while she worked at the
computer Governess surprised him with a light smack on his bottom as he
turned away.
"Dont forget your
bib," she said.
Later, chris sat
alone at the kitchen table eating Lucky Charms, a sugary kids cereal he
was growing to dislike. He didnt like the Barbie bowl and spoon he was
eating with either. But he had cheated in his morning routine by putting
a dish towel over the seat of the chair so his own naked seat wouldnt
stick. He also dutifully wore the Barney bib. So far the idea of taking
it with her when they went out hadnt occured to her. Wearing it at home
was no big deal when he considered having to wear it in public.
When he was finished
he retrieved her plate and coffee mug before beginning the dishes. "Would
you care for anything else Governess?" chris asked, playing the butler
with his most formal English speech.
"No thank you little
one." Pulling on his bib she inspected it for any spilled milk or cereal
crumbs or any of the forbidden 'adult' foods. "You have done very well
this morning. Perhaps we will take you out for a treat today." She smiled,
"When you are finished in the kitchen bring your blindfold to me and we
will play Blindman's Buff in your closet." She returned to her work and
chris returned to wash up in the kitchen.
The last dish was
put away when she surprised him. But he was doing everything as ordered
so she only smiled and asked, "Did you have enough for breakfast little
one?"
"I am a bit hungry
still Governess."
"Then today you may
make yourself some of your stinky sausages. I dont want my darling little
man faint from hunger when we are out later."
"Thank you very much
Governess, may I also have an egg and toast with them , please?" chris
asked, displaying his best winning little boy smile.
She considered, "Yes,
you may." She left the kitchen then, laughing at the look of eagerness
on his face.
chris was still enjoying
his breakfast when she returned with the blindfold. "Im ready to get going
now, you will have to do those dishes later little man. Come with me now."
Stuffing the last
few bites of sausage into his mouth chris left the table and stood while
he was blindfolded. His Governess checked the edges to make sure there
were no gaps for him to peek through. He was then led from the kitchen,
through the sitting room and into the bedroom at the doors of his clothes
closet.
"OK chris the door
is open pull out something." Governess waited while chris reached in trying
to feel what shirts and pants he was touching, trying to remember if the
new grey pants were a thinner material than the old green ones with the
patch on the bottom. Beside him Governess began to get restless so he
took a chance and pulled out what he hoped were the grey pants and a white
polo shirt.
Governess took them
from his hands and put them on the bed. Then she assisted him while he
squatted down and reached in for a pair of shoes. This time he was sure
it was his sneakers he had. He gave them to her feeling pretty pleased
with himself.
"Only the underwear
drawer left chris," Governess said, leading him there next.
Underwear was a lot
harder to figure out. Most of it felt the same, he had learned how to
avoid the really awful ones, like the high cut pair someone had once given
him as a joke. Of course, all the frilly ones were easiest of all to avoid.
That was a good thing about the Blindman's Buff game. He pulled out a
pair of underwear and held them out for his Governess to take.
She seemed to be
hesitating to remove the blindfold. chris was about to ask when his hands
were caught behind him and loosely tied. "Let's add something else to
the game this time little one." His collar was buckled around his neck
and he thought she was attaching the leash too. "Kneel down on the rug
for me."
chris kneeled obediantly,
feeling a tingle of excitement and tension run through his body. He could
hear her moving just in front of him. The smell of her vanilla shampoo
and anitbacterial soap seemed to be very close to his nose. The air around
him stirred as she again passed closely in front of him.
She whispered from
behind his head, "I think Barney should go home now. Children shouldnt
see what I'm going to do with you next." The bib was untied and take away.
chris's cock began to stiffen while he waited for her to come back. In
his mind flashed all his favourite of her naughty ideas. He was getting
very aroused just thinking of what she had done and was about to do now.
Her sexy surprises made his cock throb in remembrance. His bottom cheeks
clenched and unclenched while he waited, his breathing getting a little
faster while his imagination heated up.
"Did you purposely
not shave for me little man? I like your stubbly face, it looks so manly,
I want to feel the bristles." chris heard the sheets on the bed moved
back as she sat down. "Now I'm lifting my skirt and I want you to come
and find my wet little pussy with your stubbly face."
Governess giggled
as chris began licking her leg, the first part of her he could find without
his eyes or hands to guide him. His leash was pulled a little to the right
so chris moved in that direction. He used his whiskered face to brush
along her thigh until he reached the top where he could smell her warm
musky pussy.
"Please, may I kiss
you Governess?"
"Yes you may." Not
satisfied with just using his lips chris smiled, knowing she couldnt see
and wouldn't care very soon anyway.
Governess sighed
in pleasure as his tongue pushed inside her. Her thighs tightened around
his head, pushing his mouth deeper inside her warmth. Licking and sucking
all her juices and still wanting more.
"I think you should
take off the cuffs now Dragon." chris said, making sure to use the tone
of voice she told him had made her melt inside and want to beg him to
use her body and take her submission.
"No!... ummmmmm,
It's Sunday and you wanted... oh! Do that again...."
"Take off the cuffs."
No.... Besides you
havent even shaved my legs yet..." She moaned and his hips pushed into
his face as he rubbed his tongue over and over her clit.
"Take off the cuffs
and I'll give you what you most want right now."
"What do you mean?"
"I want you to say
it... tell me what you want Dragon."
"OK!" She arched
her back and bit her lip holding back a whimper. Sitting up she unbuckled
the blindfold. Reaching behind him she unlocked the cuffs and carelessly
tossed them onto the floor. "You win this time chris, but after we are
going back to the original plan."
chris smiled up at
her, looking into her eyes while his fingers found the wet lips of her
pussy. "Whatever you say Governess, I only want to serve you." chris held
her clit between his thumb and finger increasing the tension slowly, "Now
tell me exactly what you want me to do Dragon."
Governess moaned,
squirming over the sheets. chris continued to tease her bud, kissing and
licking her thighs opening her wider so his whiskery cheeks could brush
her wet pussy. "I want your cock inside of me, oh!, dont make me wait!"
"As you wish my wonderful
Dragon lady." chris said moving up on the bed to join with her.
Copyright SheDragon 1997
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