J. MacGuire - Master and baby

Kitten kissed one cheek and then the other. "All oiled back here," piped up Kitten as the plug started to vibrate.

"Ahhh" rolled over my tongue as my legs lost all control and I sagged in the cuffs.

"Did you think I forgot about this, Baby?" asked Master as the pulsating continued in my anus. Gulping air I started to whimper. It was too soon, no, I couldn't start begging already. I would disappoint Master, but my body didn't agree with my mind. It screamed out its wants, tightening every muscle with a steady shaking.

"Please Master may I cum?" I begged. I had been at a high level of arousal for some time now. I wouldn't come without his permission. A sharp firm "No" was my answer as the vibrator went off and I slumped in my restraints.

"Kitten there is a little treasure chest under the bench, bring it here."

"Thank you, Kitten. Let’s see what we have in here. Yes, this I think will work well. What do you think, Stan?"

"On yes, I think that'll be just right. How does Baby usually react to that?"

"To tell you the truth, I don’t know. Kitten recommended it, said you had some good results with it."

Agh came to mind, kitten and her experiments.

"Kitten, would you like to show me how it’s done?"

"Certainly, Master." With that said, Kitten was again in front of me. What could she do to me that Master had not before? Then it hit me or I should say brushed me.

Feather like strokes pelted my heat. She was painting my pussy in oil. No two strokes were the same. I wondered if the oils were colored. It seemed as if she had a picture in mind. I tried to follow, to see if there was a pattern, a method to her madness; 'cause madness this was. Not ten strokes into it and I was awash in a higher level of want. Wanting her to go faster. My body tried to move in anticipation of the next stroke she would make.

I strained in the cuffs. The brush stopped, the vibrator came on and I bucked. My stomach muscles did the barrel roll as I cried out.

"Baby, if you keep moving like that, Kitten will never finish," Master said as his lips brushed mine, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth and letting it go.

"Baby," Master whispered into my ear, "I want to see how still you can remain while Kitten finishes her artwork. If you move again I will be force to tell Kitten to stop until you have calmed yourself. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Master, I understand." Yes, I did understand, Master was telling me I'd be left here like this until a much later date, if I didn't behave. My mind wanted to obey, but my body didn't want to cooperate. I tossed my head back and let out a loud groan as Kitten started painting again, but my head was the only thing to move.

The vibrator was on full and I could feel my ass cheek muscles twitching, no help for that – I couldn't stop them if I wanted too.

With one last long stroke Kitten said, "Finished." My body was trembling and I was awash in passion.

"Baby, on the count of five I want you to cum. One." I felt my whole being tense. "Two." I inhaled. "Three." A sheen of sweat broke out. "Four." I was on the edge. My body was posed to explode. I was hovering there ready for five. Please, Master, give me five.

"Stan, I do like that picture Kitten did," Master said. I started to whimper. I wouldn't cum till Master gave me the word. We had worked on this many a night. I could take the pleasure and pain of being there, or almost there, for a little bit. Master would let Stan see that I was well trained, that I would not cum before he let me. He would wait, as with the grape, until my will was about ready to break, and then he would let me.

Time passed I had almost reach the point of no return when I felt Master behind me, holding my hips. He lifted me and slid into me. "Five," Master whispered into my ear and I flew over the edge. My body constricted around Him and I came. Lightening bolts of pleasure shot through my body.

Pure white-hot pleasure was all I felt, until I felt Master moving in me. In and out he pumped, keeping me going long and hard. I continued to cum. I was slick from head to toe. Master's hands were slipping. I felt him cum into me and he wrapped his arms around me to hold me close as I continued to cum. I begged him to stop, I begged him to continue. On and on it went, till I was spent.

I hung there with Master in me for some time, before he pulled out.

Kissing me on the back of the neck, he said, "Thank you, Baby. I'm going to clean up and take a swim. You'll stay here for now and think about why you're here. Stan, Kitten, let's leave Baby." With that he swatted my keester and was gone.

Silence and the anticipation of things to come were what I was left with. That and the satisfaction, I had pleased Master, not only physically, but I had shown I was trained as well.

Time past and my muscle began to tighten. Spread eagle standing up was starting to get uncomfortable. I still felt slick all over from the cream and oil. A mixer of Masters and my juices had trickled down both of my inner thighs. I listened to birds in the trees around me but I still couldn't see anything because of the blindfold.

Voices in the distance drifted to me. I could hear Master, Stan and Kitten in the pool, splashing and laughing together. I wanted to be there with them.

I tried to shift in my bonds but it was useless. I listened to the frolicking in the pool and was so intent that I let out a squeak when someone touched my nipple.

"Shhhh, Baby it’s just me," Kitten's voice purred in my ear. "Master sent me with a drink for you, and wanted me to make sure you were okay."

"My legs are a bit stiff, Kitten, but I'm okay." She ran her hands over my calves and kneaded the muscle and I relaxed.

Smiling to myself, it was great having Master look after me. He knew instinctively when and what I needed. As Kitten worked up my legs she kissed my heat, spreading the lips to expose my clit more.

Moaning at the pleasure of her month on me I arched into it. I was dripping wet in seconds. I could feel it running down my leg already.

Then the plug began to vibrate again and I tensed all over. Kitten continued to lick and suck me. I was on fire.

"Step away, Kitten," Master said. Groaning in frustration I wanted to scream, No, Master please just a few more, please, but I held my tongue. Then it hit me, ice-cold water, a steady mist of the hose. I was being watered like a plant. The spray began to grow in intensity the radius of the spray shrinking; working its way to a jet on my heat.

"OHHHHHH" I screamed as it pelted my clit. "Please, Master may I cum?" I begged.

"Yes, Baby, you may," replied Master and I toppled into an orgasm. On and on it went. Just when I thought I was coming down, up I flew again, my body whipping in my bonds as I did so. The spray moved lower and was at my vagina. Master was cleaning me out. He never believed in those smelly douches, he wanted only the natural smell of us.

The plug had stopped in my ass as Master said "Kitten, take out the plug and let’s get Baby cleaned up."

"Yes, Master," Kitten said as I felt her hands on my ass. She rotated the plug it was tight in me. She tugged once, nothing. She wrapped her arm around me and inserted her finger into me. I relaxed a bit. Tugging again the plug slipped out. Removing her finger and kissing the back of my neck with a giggle she whispered, "Baby, you have so many buttons, it’s always a pleasure to find one."

I know I blushed red at that comment. What did she expect, between Master and her, I was always on the edge of orgasm. Always ready to please or be pleased. Master had trained this body well. I had not had a will of my own for a long time, it belonged totally to Master.

"Kitten, undo baby’s legs and attach this"