Last night Mac tied my hands behind my back and had me kneel on the floor while He made Himself comfortable in the chair. I was naked except for the collar around my neck and the leash attached to it. I lowered my eyes not just out of submission, but because I had a better view of His cock as well. I grinned slightly. He saw it and chuckled.

'It's been a long time since I had you in a collar, girl. I must admit it makes my cock throb to see you this way.' He said.

I really grinned and He smirked at my obvious desire. He left the leash to dangle between my breasts and gripped my hair in His hand. I shivered and He smiled in His wicked way. He held His cock in one hand and He pulled my mouth to His balls. Tentatively I reached for them with my tongue, flicking along the bottom of them. Mac groaned and I whimpered and flattened my tongue against them to lick. He pulled His cock up against His belly and I nuzzled against it, licking, sucking, and kissing it while I whimpered, suddenly hungry for more. Then He pressed my head down so that I kissed and licked at His balls again. I was hungry to please Him.

He pulled me up by the hair again, this time so that my tits brushed against His cock and His balls. I nibbled and sucked at His tummy, still whimpering and mewling. I shuddered each time my tits touched Him.

'What?' He asked as I shuddered again.
'My breasts,' I gasped, 'they feel so sensitive and full.'

Mac released my hair and grabbed my leash, pulling me to my feet. He took one of my nipples into His mouth while I begged and pleaded with Him to be gentle. One of His hands held my leash and the other slid between my legs and when His fingers found my clitoris He bit my nipple ever so lightly. My knees buckled. He grinned and moved His mouth to my other breast and did it again. He made me grunt. He sucked and licked and bit and rolled my nipple around His tongue while I gasped at Him to stop and pressed my breasts into His mouth for more. Exquisite torture. Too much sensation. God it felt good.

He dropped the leash and grabbed my waist and lifted me onto His cock. He leaned back into the chair and pulled me with Him and so He could keep sucking my tits. I pressed my thighs against Him and He used me to fuck His cock. He would hold me up so that just the head of His cock was inside me, then pull me down so that I gasped at the depth of Him. He was in complete control.

I watched the intense blueness of His eyes while He used me as His sex toy. I could see the enjoyment He took in my body. I could see the lust that was just for me. He was close, so very close and He pulled me up so that just the head of His cock was inside me and held me there so that He could rest. I tightened my muscles and relaxed. He grunted. I did it again and He told me to stop it, it was going to make Him come and I did it again and again and He grunted into my neck as His cock started to spurt. He pulled me onto Him pushing His cock deep inside me and He bit me and shuddered and grunted some more. I felt so very proud of myself.

'Slut,' He said. 'I wasn't going to come yet. I was going to make it last.'
I smiled at Him sweetly and kissed Him gently on the cheek. He laughed at the smug look on my face. I shrugged.

'I got what I wanted.' I said.

He stood me on my feet and took my leash and led me to the bed. We lay there not really touching and we talked about nothing for a while. He leaned over and released my hands and took the collar off. I snuggled in close and I fell asleep in His arms. Everything was perfect.

This morning I woke tired and on edge. Mac woke horny and full of lust. I wanted to please Him. More than anything else, I wanted Him to come. He asked me questions and I got so tangled up inside between the truth and what would make Him come. I wanted to be honest and I thought He wanted me to be decadent and I wanted to give Him what He wanted but I couldn't make myself lie. The confusion turned to fear and I screamed at Him in anger and instead of pleasing Him He ended up holding me and loving me and making everything all right. Making me all right. I tried to tell Him I was sorry but He wouldn't let me. He said I had nothing to feel sorry for. Maybe He is right. I don't know.

But god, how I wanted to please Him.

At the very least I let myself down.