A Dance for Master

Heart pounding wildly, I kneel before him, my head bowed between my arms stretched out towards him, fingers caressing the stones lightly. I feel the strands of my long hair brushing against my arms as each breath moves my body ever so slightly. The silk draped around my body barely covering more than mere inches of my flushed skin in any one place.

At the sound of his rumbling growl my body begins to tremble in desire, my face tilting up carefully to look at him resting like a lord in his chair, praying he does not see the bold little smirk on my pouting lips before I move my tongue over them slowly. As his eyes burn into mine, I smile that special smile, knowing what he wants from me.

Slowly I move forward, knees still pressed to the stones, and bring my lips to his boots, pressing a fevered kiss to the leather. Pulling reluctantly away from him, I roll my body back until I am sitting on my heels, my back straight, arms relaxed as I rest my hands with palms up on my thighs. I give him my most seductive smile, green eyes glittering with passion, as I start to move my thighs apart, my back arching slightly, pushing my breasts forward as my hands turn over and start their slow progress up my body.

As my hands reach my heavy breasts, feeling the tightened nipples pushing through the thin red silk, I let my head fall back, my thighs spreading further, my body leaning back, showing him all of me. One hand reaches up further, moving over my neck and through my hair to rest on the floor as my body arches, the other hand sliding down over my belly, brushing lightly against my heat, a soft gasp escaping my lips as the moisture starts to dampen the silk draped there.

I turn my hips slightly, allowing one leg to unfold from beneath me, stretching out towards him as I push my body back up from the floor. As my body leans over my leg, I place my hands to the stones, pushing my ass up into the air as I again look to his face, my parted lips curving into a smile as I see his hungry eyes fall to my barely covered breasts. I glide my hands over my body as I stand fully before him, the bells on my ankles and wrists lending their small sound to the room as I begin to slowly rock my hips back and forth to the primal rhythm of my heart.

I close my eyes and roll my hips, listening to the music in my mind as I move my body to the pounding beat. My toes pointed, I step forward, moving around in a small circle, my left hand dropping to the silk tied together at my hip. I pull free the loose knot and start to raise my hand, the silk moving over my flesh as it uncovers my heat, the cool air in the room brushing seductively against the moistened folds. As the silk leaves my body, my breasts the only thing still covered, I turn again and pull the softness across me, adding the movement of the silk to the undulations of my hips.

I quicken the pace of my movements, spinning faster before stopping with my back to him, my feet slapping against the stones as I throw my hair and the silk back and bowing myself towards him, allowing the bit of cloth fall softly to his feet. Catching the smirk on his lips as he watches my movements, I lick my lips and smile at him. Hips still moving in tight circle as I do when riding him. I roll my body back forward, looking back over my shoulder at him as I reach up to pull the silk from my now heavy breasts.

The softness of the fabric moves over the hardness of my nipples, I continue to pull it over all of my curves, moving my hips sensually for his eyes, and I am rewarded with that rumbly growl of pleasure. I turn back towards him, letting the silk fall to floor at my feet and stepping closer to him. I reach forward and place my hands on the chair on either side of him. My body moving carefully to show him all that belongs to him before moving closer until my feet come between his on the floor.

I raise my eyes to his, my tongue running over my lips again as I silently ask for permission to continue. He smiles at me again and nods almost unnoticeably before resting his head back against the chair and watching to see what I will do. The smile that spreads over my lips my sign of gratitude before I kneel between his knees and move my small hands from the chair and rest them lightly on his thighs. Leaning forward, I place a kiss against the growing bulge in his pants, my nails scraping against the fabric, itching to grip him in my hands.

I feel my naked body heat further as my heart starts beating faster, my mouth watering at the anticipation of tasting his flesh under my tongue. I reach forward and gracefully undo the fastenings of his pants, parting the fabric before reaching in and wrapping my fingers around the hot shaft straining for freedom from the restricting jeans he wears. My fingers stroke softly against the flesh as I pull him free, biting my lip without thinking as I ache to take him into the hot wetness of my mouth.

Looking up to him once more, I notice his eyes burning hotter than before down at me, his breathing faster as I lock my eyes onto his and lean forward to run my tongue over the tip of his cock, moaning softly at the taste of him before my eyes close in pure pleasure. My hips squirm a little as I move myself closer, my mouth closing fully over the head of his cock, my tongue dancing over the crest as I lick up the little drops of moisture there.

Hearing his groan of pleasure, I take more of him into my mouth, pulling the shaft in as far as I can. I begin to slide my lips up and down along his cock, one hand following the path of my lips as my tongue licks along the underside of his shaft and circling the head as it slides nearly free of my lips. My little moans vibrating against him as I continue to suckle and lick him. I close my eyes and lose myself in pleasuring him.

As I feel his cock start throbbing under my tongue, I feel his fingers reach into my hair, tightening and holding me in place. I whimper against him as he starts to move his hips, fucking into my mouth and bruising my lips. I look up to him again as I try to relax my mouth for him, feeling him pushing further into my throat than I thought possible. I start to tremble and squirm as his thrusts steal my breath and then return it, the wetness between my thighs and tingling in my clit making my little gasps sound like pleading cries for more.

His cock swells further as he pushes deep into my mouth, holding it there until I try to pull away so I can breathe. My fingers tighten in the fabric of his pants as I fight the urge to reach down and pleasure myself, my body aching to be filled by him and used until he is satisfied. With a last hard thrust past my lips I hear his deep groan and feel him come into my mouth. I swallow deeply everything he gives me, suckling every drop as he fills me with his seed.

He tugs lightly on my hair, pulling my lips from around him as I look up at him. I see his pleased smile as I lick my lips, savoring the taste of him still lingering there. My breath coming a little slower, bringing his attention back to the soft rise and fall of my breasts, he reaches forward and pinches the nipples, tugging on them to pull me up into his lap.

He has me straddle his thighs, my drenched sex hovering inches above his cock as he slides two fingers easily inside me. My head falls back and I moan loudly as he strokes his fingers deep inside of me. I feel his hand at the small of my back as I arch my body toward him, and his mouth closes over a nipple as he continues to slide his fingers in and out of me. As he moves to the other nipple, his fingers move out of me and his hands pull me down hard on his waiting cock. The almost strangled cry that comes from me echoes around the room as he fills and stretches me again and again.

As my body starts to tighten and grip him, I feel him thrust deep, driving me up into the orgasm that makes me scream for him. I shudder and shake in his arms as I ride him, the orgasm seeming to last forever. His teeth scrape roughly over my nipple as he moves me up and down on his shaft, feeling him harden further. As I reach to hold onto him I explode again into bliss and I feel him bite down on my breast as he fills my clenching sex again.

We both still as the waves of pleasure wash over us. I collapse into his arms, my head resting against his chest as I try to catch my breath. I feel his hands rubbing softly up and down my back as he pulls me closer, his cock still held deep inside of me. I look up to his smiling face and he kisses my lips before squeezing my bottom and I hear him say, “Good girl.”