I dried my hair, Miss Silverstein already having left the bath. Drying while I had finished getting oiled and all pampered for what was to come next. I did some stretching again as last time she had gotten rather creative with her play and it would help with any soreness I would be feeling tomorrow. Looking in the mirror I was shiny and smooth, ready to be made dirty again. I looked over my shoulder at my rear and made sure it looked spankable. Giving myself a wink I pulled on the robe left out for me and strode through the house heading upstairs where she awaited me.
I looked into the guest room to see if she wanted to ruin that one instead of her own and was pleasantly surprised she hadn’t set up there. That meant it wasn’t going to be too rough. Humming to myself I entered the master bedroom and stared at the wonderfully sexy woman I was pledged to for the night. My eyes scanned her up and down at her new attire and the lengths she must have gone through to attain it.
Her bodice was tight matte leather, with laces of silk red as sin. Her tight panties were equally as leathery and from behind I could see how they gripped and kept her ass nice and tight. Her tits were shoved up and put on display but not fully covered so her nipples were in plain view and her hair was pulled up and in a long braid with a leather thong throughout it. Her arms were clad in long leather gloves from elbow to knuckle. Her fingers free for exploration.
Putting on the faux innocence I covered my mouth, “Auntie, what are you wearing?”
She stalked towards me, her hips swaying so delightfully I wanted to fall to my knees and bury my face back into her pussy. Lifting one hand she held my chin with a pointed fingernail. “More than what I want you to wear. You wanted to know the price of staying in my home? It is going to be as my plaything.”
Oh so she wants to transition to dominatrix style. “B-b-but, I’m saving myself.”
“This or the streets, my sweet little thing. Do you want to be a peasant? Or my trophy?” Her hand passed my chin and deliciously grabbed my throat in a wholly possessive manner that made my cunt wet.
“I’ll be your trophy, just please don’t toss me away.”
“Oh, I’ll cherish you. As long as you listen to Auntie Silverstein.” She pulled me to her and we locked lips. My hands resting on her hips while her own hands gripped the back of my head. Our tongues danced until we were breathless. Suddenly she grabbed my robe and tore it from my body. Exposing me to the room in all my glory.
With her hand on the back of my neck she dragged me over to the bed and shoved me over the foot of it. “Stay.” It was a demand that set my core aflame. I enjoyed being the one in charge but sometimes just giving yourself to someone was a delight in and of itself. Her soft leather hands tied each of my wrists to the bed posts, spreading my arms out almost to their max, with just enough slack for me to rock back. I was glad her bed was high enough that I wasn’t also forced to crouch, but my ass was on full display.
The smack of a riding crop against a glove was my only warning before a hot pain shot through my right cheek, into my core and its heat. Burning it hotter as she began to punish my backside. Each smack elicited a crying moan of pain and pleasure as she made sure each of my cheeks were red, aflame and oh so sensitive. She paused, dragging her nails across the skin as I quivered at the attention. Then lightly she smacked my shaved pussy. Not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to send a shock straight into my depths.
She paused, her hand reaching down and caressing the skin down from my tight little rosebud to my waiting entrance. I was sopping wet, I could hear the squelch of it when her first fingers slid into me. The shivers that went up and down my body as she slowly began to pump her fingers made my knees weak.
“You want to be punished for being such a weak little peasant, don’t you?”
“Yes, Auntie. I’m so fucking filthy. I deserve whatever you do to me.” I didn’t have to force my voice into a whimper as her fingers made a come hither motion stroking my back walls. She stopped pumping as a hand traveled up my back and took a fistful of my hair. Pulling hard enough to make me arch my back before she started a punishing pace.
“Fuck! AUNTIE!” I cried as the pressure from before came roaring back. “PLEASE LET ME CUM!”
This time she stopped when I started to buck just at the beginning of my release. She let it fizzle and die without driving me further into its depths like I had when treating her. “What happened to listening to auntie?”
Breathing harshly I thrust and bucked against her hand, hoping to drive myself into that release but she kept with my motions. Not giving me an iota of further stimulation until the heat was fully gone.
Fuck! I was so close! Again she punished my ass, “This is what you get for being a filthy girl!” My skin was on fire as she brought it past pleasure and into pain. The shocks of it going past my core and into my head as I cried for mercy. “Auntie please!” I cried, trying to stay in character as it was beginning to get to be too much. Then it stopped and she paced around me.
She threw the riding crop against the bed and laid down looking into my eyes, “Good, I don’t see anger in your eyes.” I could feel the tears on my cheeks. I hadn’t been driven too far yet but I was close. “You know I have a new toy. Let me get it.”
Sighing I rolled my eyes as she walked away. She was being unreasonable, I would be happy to use some toys and to be her little plaything for tonight but I had my limits. But usually we would swap back and forth like the bathtub. She plopped down in front of me and dropped the new toy before my eyes.
It was a rod, thick as two fingers and as long as my two thumb’s length. It was strapped to a harness that looked to wrapped around the hits and down between the legs. I wet my lips. “Look, it’s my own cock. I made sure it wasn’t too big. I was a little afraid the first time I used without the straps. Its bigger than my other dildos.”
“Auntie,” I whispered, “I’ll do anything but please stop punishing me and let me peak.”
“I’m having fun, watching you squirm and shake. And don’t worry, I’ll let you have yours. But then, you’re going to dedicate the rest of the night to me.” I nodded vigorously as she stood and strapped herself in.
It had been a few weeks since I had last used anything for penetration. Though I found it enjoyable it just took too much time and hiding the dildo in the castle was a fools errand. The clicking of Lady Silverstein's heels came behind me.
She ran the head of the rod up and down the lips of my aching pussy. Wetting the tip with the dew of my flower as she found my entrance and slowly started pumping deeper. Giving me the barest length with each thrust until my dripping cunt had soaked the rod and made it slide in and out.
The stretch of my innards felt good but strange. She was taller than I was and I could feel the angle rubbing the bottom of the rod against the front wall of my insides. Each time it stimulated my G-spot I felt a shudder go through me. “Who’s going to be my good little pet?”
“I am! I’ll be your pet Auntie!” I begged, rocking back into each of her thrust. The smack of her hips against my tender ass mixing pain and pleasure into each time it bottomed out inside me.
Her nails teased my skin as she started to go rougher, and faster. I closed my eyes as my forehead scrunched at the building pressure that roared to be let out. My knees shook as suddenly I felt her thumb stroke circles around my rosebud. “Wait-”
Her soaking wet thumb, no doubt wet with her spit shoved its way through the tight ring of my asshole and the sudden feeling of violation and force sent me over the edge of my orgasm. My legs spasmed as I let out a cry of release, screaming wordlessly as my intense peak shook the heavens. But she didn’t just let it come and go. She kept up her pounding, sending me reeling into the depths of mindless pleasure as my eyes rolled.
Then she let me collapse, me knees going weak as my hips dropped and my wait smashed into the mattress. I was left gasping for air and covered in a sheen of sweat. I found Lady Silverstein kneeling before me. Her hand pulled my hair up and shoved the rod into my mouth. “Clean it, clean off your pussy juice.”
She forced herself deep into my mouth and I gagged. Shoved so deep I could barely breathe through my nose. My body heaved as she kept me there until it was soaked in my slobber. She pulled it out suddenly, leaving me gasping as spit connected my lips with its tip.
“Good girl.” She untied me briefly before locking my wrists together at the small of my back. “Time to fuck me with it. Doing it myself is so boring.” She whipped off the straps and slapped it onto me. Crawling she got on the bed and presented her ass to me. She had taken off her bottoms when I wasn’t looking and grabbed one cheek to spread herself wide. “Fuck me as hard as you can.”
The rest of the night devolved into me fucking her each and every way she wanted until her sheets were soaked with her cum. Leaving us laying on damp sheets.