His little Dove

Having Dove tied for extended periods of time was something she and I found extremely erotic. Watching her move around as she wore nothing but a rope harness and hearing her breathing change, as the restriction kept her aroused was often more than even my mind could sometimes handle. I always tried to tell myself that this time would be different. I would control my own reactions and deny and control her orgasms, as well as controlling mine till the end of the day. But her body, the graceful way she moved, the sweet moans that held the power to make my heart thump and my cock so hard it hurt would always win out in the end. This woman is the only woman I have ever known that could get so under my skin and turn me on to the point I could get hard and perform sexually multiple times throughout a given day. I am about to tell you about one such day.

It was one of those weekends where she had to work on Saturday morning at a local park, umpiring for a little league game. This is something she did to earn extra money to pay for school. I had avoided taking her out the night before, so she would be rested and mentally alert for the game, but I had planned as soon as the game was over and we got back to her small apartment that we would spend the rest of the weekend in some form of play or another.

Once the game was over she removed the gear she wore and placed it in the trunk. She was hot and in bad need of something cool to drink. I handed her a cold bottle of water and we got into the car to go home. I knew she was tired and the heat only made that worse, but I wanted her to know that I was now taking charge of the weekend, and of her. I watched her take another drink as I shifted gears and accelerated onto the freeway, and she reclined her seat back to rest.

"Dove," I said a little to loud which made her jump. "Open your legs."

She gave me one of those sideways glances that said, "Oh you have got to be kidding." I looked back at her with a raised eyebrow.

"I do believe I said NOW!"

"Steve…I am…" She said but didn't finish her sentence, she knew it was futile and would end up getting herself in more trouble than it was worth. She opened her legs and looked back at me with that twisted up mouth she always gets when she's about to push the edge of sassiness.

"Okay, they're open, now what?"

I had to smile, I love this about her, she won't cross that line at first, but she will take that mouthiness just so far to help make things a little more interesting later. I started the mental count of how many playful swats she began to rack up that I would be more than willing to deliver once we got home.

Dove's love for light humiliation was growing at a rapid rate. To date, she loved being called my little slut and a few other pet names as well as implied public play. She knew that almost no one would be able to see her as she was reclined in her seat if I had her to play, that is, except for maybe a truck driver or two that might pass us by. But the thrill of the possibility of being seen always turned her face a bright red and her pussy flowing wet. So I gave her the order to play. I told her to slide her fingers inside her shorts and play with her clit. But I also told her she better not cum before we got home or else.

I heard her sigh and she hesitated for just a second or two, I could tell she struggled with wanting to sit up and check out the other moving vehicles around us. But finally with another soft sigh she slid her fingers under the band of her shorts and panties and began to play.

I reached over and pulled her top and bra up, exposing her breasts with those sweet tiny light pink perfect nipples. I didn't have to pinch her left nipple to make them both hard; they were already standing proud but I who could resist not doing it anyway? So I lightly squeezed the beautiful little nub and rolled it between my thumb and middle finger. Not too hard I told myself, just enough pressure to send that thrill along her body. I heard a soft moan and watched her as she slightly twitched with her arousal. She closed her eyes and just laid back and enjoyed the sensations.

With her eyes closed and her fingers working fast she was totally unaware of the truck that had started to pass us but decided to keep pace so he could enjoy the show. I knew by her sounds and her slight squirming that she was close to cumming and was struggling to hold it back. I smiled and began rolling her nipple a little harder, pushing her closer to that pending orgasm.

"Dove," I said softly, "Open your eyes and look where we are."

She was already trembling as she fought to hold back, she opened her eyes and looked up at the window, the truck driver, smiling widely tipped the edge of his ball cap and then blow his horn. Dove gasped but it was too late, the excitement at being caught, being seen and the struggle to maintain collided and she came so hard that it caused her to pull her legs up as well as raising up off her back. The car filled with her scent and her moans.

Quickly she lifted her hand to pull her shirt and bra back into place. Her face was flaming red, and I was laughing as I reminded her of what a little slut she was. The truck blow his horn once more in appreciation and then sped off around us.

She reached down to bring the seat back up into position and she was silent. Her face still burning red and her body trembling, I was unable to determine if her silence was more embarrassment or anger.

"Dove, I do believe I told you, not to cum before we got home. Look at you. We are still only half ay home and you're such a slut that you can't even control yourself that far. You know that when we get home you'll have to pay for that loss of control, don't you?"

She bit her bottom lip and lowered her eyes as she shook her head in acknowledgement. The rest of the drive home was spent in complete silence.

I pulled into the small gravel parking lot outside of her small apartment and parked the car. We got out and went inside.

"Go shower and prepare yourself for your punishment." I said.

She walked silently into the bathroom and showered. When she came back out, she was all fresh and her hair was wet and combed back. She was nude and her eyes already had that soft look of contrition. She looked to find me standing by her kitchen table; I had removed everything and had placed ropes on each leg. It wasn't a large table, her head would hang over the edge and so would her feet. But I told her to come to me and lay face down onto the table.

She did as she was told, knowing that argument would only mean more swats that might just be harder and colder instead of hoping for them to be lighter and more playful.

Once she was on the table I could see she was struggling with not knowing if this was going to be a hard cold punishment or just a preliminary to play.

"Dove, I told you back in the car not to cum, but you did anyway. You liked that man seeing you act like the little slut you are. You got off on being watched. Didn't you?"

She laid her head down and turned it away from me.

"Dove! I asked you a question! I expect an answer!"

"Please, Steve, I don't want…."

"You don't want what, Dove? You don't want to admit that you're a slut? You don't want to admit that you liked being watched? Or is it that you just don't want to answer me all together?"

She turned her face back towards where I was standing, I could see her swallow hard and tears already forming and threatening to spill over the edges of her lashes. She struggled to answer. She still couldn't understand why she likes the humiliation that she does. I bent down to open the bag of toys I had gotten from the bedroom while she showered and took out the largest of the 3 plugs we now had and the lube. She closed her eyes and shivered. I had always used one of the smaller ones first before getting out this one, this time she knew she would have to take the larger plug without being prepared with the smaller ones first.

One thing that Dove had always struggled with, was me asking her to spread her ass cheeks open and hold them open for me, exposing herself and the vulnerability of her tight little ass. Holding her pussy lips open she could manage without difficulty but not holding her ass cheeks apart. I gave the order for her to reach back and open herself up.

The tears that threatened before now flowed freely over her cheeks. Her hands trembled as she reached back and pulled her cheeks apart. I placed a small amount of lube at the entrance of her ass, another small amount on the plug. Normally I would have coated it better, but this time I wanted her to feel the resistance of it going in just a bit. I placed the tip of it at her hole and began to push gently into her.

She tightened up at first but knew there was no point in resisting the inevitable. She tried to relax, the tip of the large plug entered her ass and I heard her groan as her instinct to fight it was held back. I backed it back out and reentered her again. Over and over slipping more of it inside of her with each push forward. Finally she had taken it about half way, the plug was now beginning to widen and she struggled to remain still. I held it still for a few seconds at its widest point. Her fingers were losing the grip that held her so exposed.

"I said, hold yourself open, Dove!"

She regained her hold and held herself open wider and I told her to take a deep breath, and as she inhaled to do so I pushed the plug fast and hard inside of her. A small half scream filled the room and then sobs.

I didn't admonish her for the tears; I just simply paid them no mind as I began to tie her ankles with the ropes already tied to the legs of the table. Next would be her hands. Her head dangled over the edge and the tears fell to the floor beneath her.

Finally I had her tied, both hands, both feet, plug buried deep inside of her ass, now I was ready to begin the swats.

I picked up the one paddle I knew held no erotic sensations for her. It was a long oblong shaped leather paddle. She saw it hanging from my hand before I raised it up, she shivered, but the paddle struck in mid tremble and the crying now began full force. Ten strong well-placed swats were given. By the eighth swat her struggles were more controlled. Her sobs were still there, but the resolve that this was going to happen no matter how hard she fought it was going to take place, had sat in and she just accepted it.

The swats weren't that hard, I have paddled her much harder before, but the mere thought of them with that paddle was all I really needed to get her to a point where fight was not an option. The swats were over. I untied her hands, and told her to reach back again and open her ass cheeks for me.

Tears still flowed again as her trembling fingers reached back and spread herself open for me. I took the lube as I pulled the plug out just a bit and applied more around her stretched ass. I think she thought I would remove it, and was surprised to feel not only the additional lube being applied but the plug was now sliding back into place and back out. I fucked her for several strokes while reaching under her to pinch and roll her clit. I waited and continued at a steady rhythm until I heard that first moan of pleasure. Then I slid the plug back into place and gave her a soft barehanded swat to her ass.

"You can let go of your ass now, slut." I said to her.

I untied her ankles and helped her off the table. She moved awkwardly because of the plug in her ass, but managed just fine. I helped her to stand and ordered her to stand with her legs spread. I then began to tie the rope harness, which would help to hold the plug in place, and prevent it from slipping from her body.

It takes time and patience to tie a harness, all those exquisite little knots, the rope pulling and tugging in delicate places, the slight pressure that slowly builds in each breast as they are bound, be careful not to tie it too tight, because you want it to stay a sensual sensation and not one of discomfort or danger of discoloring. Her nipples grew harder as the pressure built, nipple clamps only enhancing their beauty. Her eyes, shining in their glassy state, my little Dove, ready to be taken and played with till she soars so high she will sing her song for me.

Tying a vibrator to the inside of her leg so that just the tip of it lays gently over the tip of her clit, pins pinching her lower lips and held in place to spread her open with the rope harness that now winds around her legs. She moans so sweetly as I pick up the first flogger and begin to lightly run it over her skin.

Her skin begins to glisten, she wants that vibrator turned on in the worse way but fights to hold back the pleading to beg for it like the little pain slut she is. She wants to feel that flogger strike she craves that pain. I hear a little moan as the tails drag across her clit.

"Please…." She softly whispers and swallows hard.

"Please, Steve, make it hurt so good." She continues to whisper so seductively.

I smile just before kissing her once. I stepped back and raised the flogger to strike. No groan from pain, just a low soft moan of pleasure as she begins to feel the erotic pain she thrives on.

Striking again and again, softly, lightly so that her skin glows a soft pink. Her legs tremble and her knees begin to buckle. I move her to the bedroom and fasten her to the ceiling hook. I pick up the next flogger, the heavier one in one hand, the softer one in the other. Alternating strikes, soft strikes with the lighter flogger, harder strikes with the heavier one. Moans fill the room and growing in intensity. I stop long enough to turn the vibrator on. She squirms and squeals. The floggers begin again.

She pleads to cum, and after several minutes I stop and move close, I hold my fingers at her entrance and tell her to let go and cum. She throws her head back and as she begins to allow the orgasm to run through her body, my fingers thrust up into her, hard and I play against her G-spot.

"Yes, my little Dove, cum for me. Cum nice and hard and then you can suck me."

I was so hard and I need relief. I let her down before the string of orgasms that coursed through her could subside. She dropped to her knees and took me into her mouth. She waited for my hands in her hair. I looked into her eyes, my thick cock spreading her mouth wide around me, her nose just a fraction away from my skin she holds me so deep into her throat. I pulled away.

The look of surprise was so clear as her eyes widened. I took her by the wrist and pushed her against the bed, I made her move till her head was off the end. I straddled her face and again she took me into her throat. I fucked her hard, holding her by the throat. The rope still holding her snuggly, the vibrator still tied to her leg. I reached down pulling it free from the rope holding it in place and I fucked her hard with it. Just as I filled her throat with cum she came again, as I continued to fuck her with the vibrator.

She gagged on my cum and cock. She had never been throat fucked like that in that position before so instead of swallowing me as she always did, she lost part of it and it smeared her beautiful face.

She was so close to flight, but I wasn't done. I was still hard, I couldn't believe it, I was still so hard I knew I could go again.

I pulled her from the bed and stood her up again. I pulled the rope aside in back and removed the plug, after playing with it for a few minutes. I twisted it in and out, making her moan and squirm, finally I eased it from her body and she relaxed.

I took off the clamps and sucked her nipples hard, making her squeal and moan with a new orgasm. I laughed and called her a slut.

I walked away from and sat down in the chair in her room. I told her to drop and crawl to me. Knowing that the rope would pull and tug with each movement. She reached me and I looked down at her.

"Dove, I forgot to have you get me a few things from the toy bag. I'm afraid, my love you will just simply have to crawl back over there and retrieve the items for me and crawl back here. However, since I want several items, you will have to make several trips because I want you to bring them to me using your lovely little pouty mouth. Now, the first thing I want is my crop. Now crawl over there and then crawl back. With it in your mouth."

I watched her as she crawled away, the rope pulling and tugging ever so sweetly in tender places. She got the crop and placed it in her mouth and crawled back.

"Very good!" I told her. "Now I want the eight inch dildo."

This I knew would be difficult for her to carry back to me with using only her mouth, but I watched her and felt great pride as she figured out on her own just how to carry it. After trying several times to place it in her mouth sideways and not being able to hold it she placed the tip of it in her mouth and carried it as it dangled below her chin. Reaching me, out of breath and letting it drop into my awaiting hand.

"Good girl! I told her, and her eyes glared at me as she waited for the next instructions.

"Dove, why the stare down? Are you not liking to get the items that you will enjoy and that will amuse me as your Master?"

She bit her lower lip and then apologized for the hurtful look as she called it. I stroked her hair and told her that was ok, I would take care of it in a few minutes.

With a shiver she asked if there were to be any other item that I would need. I nodded and watched her sag against the tight rope when I told her yes, several items actually.

"Yes, several items, actually. Next I want you to crawl over and get me the vibrating bullet."

She crawled once again to the opened bag and got out the bullet I had requested. Placing the wire in her mouth and allowing the control end to dangle on one side and the bullet on the other she crawled back. This time she was almost panting upon her return.

"Dove, is there something wrong? Is there something you need?"

"Ohhhhh God, please Steve."

"Please what my Darling?"

"The rope, please, please take it off or let me cum. It's pulling at me and I don't think I can hold it back much longer."

"Is that so? Well now, that is quite a dilemma isn't it?"

"Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee!" she begged.

"Well now let me see. I think you should lay back on the floor and bring your knees to your chest and hold them open nice and wide for me, don't you?"

In less than a second Dove had laid back against the floor and held her knees bent towards her chest and open, exposing her pussy so soaked and bright pink. I got down on my knees between her parted legs, I began to stroke my hard cock, her eyes wide and wild with her frustration.

"Please Steve, please, may I cum? May I please suck you and cum with you as you fill my throat again?"

I looked at the tip of my cock, precum oozed out and was ready to drip off the tip. I stopped and picked up the bullet, I pulled the rope back and placed the bullet underneath. The rope now holding it snuggly against her throbbing clit; I held the control in my hand, I knew as soon as I turned it on it would only take a second or two for her to cum. I began stroking my cock again. Again she begged to suck me, I smiled and asked her how much did she want it. She pleaded thrashing her head side to side; she promised to do anything I wanted if I would only allow her to take me into her mouth. I simply said no. I made her watch as I stroked faster and faster, the precum dripped and ran down the inside of her thigh. I was nearing my own orgasm when I flipped on the control to the bullet. She moaned so loud it made my cock jerk in my hand. I began to cum, and watched as it shot out across her opened legs and up onto her stomach. I groaned and told her to cum with me.

I love watching this girl cum. She squirms so sweetly and her face takes on this beautiful earthy glow, her eyes glaze over and her entire body becomes like liquid movement. Her sweet sounds filled the air and sang directly to my heart.

Flashing thoughts went running through my mind as to what to do next. Should I dip my fingers into my own cum coating her porcelain like skin and feed it to her? Or should I make her wear it as she crawls to get what else I will need? Yes, I think that should be it, she should not be able to taste me again just yet, make her beg and plead more. I gave her exposed pussy a nice soft swat and told her to get back on her hands and knees and crawl to the bag.

Before she could crawl away I had to remove the bullet so she wouldn't get tangled in the wire, and she began to crawl towards the bag. Once she was there she looked back to ask what it was I would need.

"I need a condom and I need the toothpaste."

She shivered at the sound of the last word. I knew she both loved and hated that sensation. She loved how it could be used so erotically, but she hated how I could use it to torment her.

She retrieved the items and crawled back. Bringing herself into a kneeling position, her butt resting on her calves with her legs spread open, God what a sight she made! On the table next to the chair I sat in laid her collar, I fastened it around her neck and then fastened her cuffs to the rings on the side of the collar. I opened the toothpaste and squeezed out a very small amount. I reached down between her legs and rubbed it into her clit. Within seconds she was moaning from the tingling, which would only intensify before it would fade away.

I picked up my crop and began to lightly swat between her legs, first low at the mouth of her wet pussy, then higher on her throbbing clit. Just light soft swats alternating with a nice sliding motion along her entire hot little slit. Tap, tap, tap against her skin, then as I listened for the change in breathing, I smacked the insides of her thighs. Before I was done, Dove had dozens of small red welts raising up between her legs.

Her breathing was hard now and she dripped from her own wetness. Her scent was intoxicating and made my cock harder yet. The rope holding her snuggly would have to come off soon so I could fuck her and make her squeeze that exquisite pussy around me. I brought the crop up to her breasts and her eyes met mine. I held it against one nipple and watched as her lips parted slightly, her tongue ran over her bottom lip to moisten it so she could speak.

"Steve," she whispered, "Please?"

I smiled, I didn't need clarification, I knew what the rest of her request was. With a slight snap of my wrist I struck the nipple lightly. She moaned louder than before, she pleaded for more. Over and over across each breast I allowed her to feel what she begged for with her eyes. Then her tummy, between the opened spaces of the harness.

When I stopped her body lunged forward just slightly as she panted and tried to regain her breathing. I pulled the knot of the harness to release it. I removed the rope and picked her up and laid her softly against the bed. I pressed the bullet into her hand and told her to hold it to her clit, I slipped on the condom and entered her as she came.

I wanted to fuck her hard, so I pounded against her body, she screamed and moaned as she came at will. I pulled from her and rolled her over, her ass was coated with her own cum, my condom-covered cock was slick from her and I entered her ass with ease. I gave her the dildo to fuck herself with, we fell into a steady rhythm with each other. As I would enter her ass, the dildo slid out of her pussy and vice versa. It only took another couple of minutes before we were both cumming together.

Laying together with me holding my trembling flying Dove, what a wonderful way to spend a Saturday afternoon.

Steve