Sir: He controls. She desires.

Chapter 6: Home

Chapter 6: Home

PART 1: A NIGHT OUT ON THE TOWN

He was finally coming home after being gone for six weeks. Her daily tasks from Sir, her normal chores and hosting Miss made the time go by a little faster. She couldn't believe that today was the day he would be returning home. *Home* She kept repeating that, it sounded good to her. She used to refer to this place as Sir's house but now more than ever it felt like *home*, like *her home*. She laid there in bed with a huge goofy but genuine smile.

All she could think about was His return, His kiss, His touch, His embrace. She found her own hands wandering, grabbing her breasts, pinching her n*****s as she closed her eyes and slipped further into her fantasies. She pretended that they were His hands exploring her body instead of hers. She ran her fingertips over her soft skin, slowly tracing trails around her n*****s then pinching them fast trying to get then sensation of surprise. Soft moans started to trickle out of her mouth as thoughts of Sir flooded her mind flushing out everything else.

"Yes. Please touch me Sir. Make your kitten feel good."

She ran her hands from her chest down to her belly and back up then back down again very slowly until she got to her p***y which was already overflowing with wetness. She tried to tease herself as Sir would letting her hand dance around her aching p***y.

"Yes. Oh yes. Tease your kitten Sir. Make me beg for your touch!"

She teased until she just couldn't stand it anymore, she spread lips exposing her wet hole and stiffening c**t. Wetness spilled out onto the sheets, she rubbed her c**t in small slow circles, she wanted to make this last as long as she possibly could. She rubbed a little faster, a little harder building up the pressure.

"Yes! Oh god yes! Please Sir, touch your kitten! Yes, your touch feels so good!"

She was getting close to cumming so she slowed her hand down a bit until the sensation of release died down, she kept edging herself close to a climax then backing off. She did this several times, when she finally felt that she could no longer take anymore she grabbed her toy out of the nightstand. She rubbed it on her c**t teasingly, she slid the head slowly up and down from c**t to her opening.

"Sir...Please...give Your kitten Your c**k! Please Sir, I beg You!"

She then slid it all the way inside her slowly, letting out a load moan. She slowly pulled it back out then pushed it back in and turned her on. Her toy vibrated and twirled churning her insides and shooting waves of sensations throughout her body.

"God...Yes! Yes! YES! OH...YES!"

She began to move it in and out faster in long hard strokes, using both hands to steady it as she thrusted harder and deeper into her hole. She felt her orgasm building and building.

"OH...OH...YES...I'M CUMMING SIR...OH!"

She released, her legs trembled, her eyes crossed and rolled into the back of her head. The orgasm hit her so hard and with such a force that she began to sob, tears rolling down her cheeks. She rode out the waves of her climax, she let go of the toy after about ten minutes, it shot out of her and a gush of wetness followed it soaking her sheets. She laid there wet with sweat, panting, heart pounding, she couldn't wait for Him to be home and to touch her as only He could.

He arrived at 3 PM that afternoon. She put down her pillow and took her rightful place kneeling upon it next to his chair. She was shaking with anticipation, excitement and a hint of lust. As the key turned in the lock and then the doorknob turned, her eyes started to well up with tears. She wanted to be a perfect little kitten greeting Him in a calm and composed manner, so she quickly tried to gather herself. The door opened and there He was, standing there, for real, and that’s when she lost every shred of her composure and ran to Him sobbing like a child whose Daddy had come home from a tour in Iraq.

“I missed you so much!” She whispered into his ear.

“There, there, my kitten, I missed you. Did you have any fun while I was gone?” He said this with a smirk, she blushed and lowered her head.

“Let’s just say you have very interesting friends.” This made them both laugh

There day went on from there like any other day, her at His service, Him making phone calls and dictating emails. They went to bed separately as they normally did, this saddened her just slightly, but she accepted it as just the nature of things. She awoke in the morning to the smell of bacon cooking, she immediately looked at her alarm clock it was well passed her normal wake up time. She began to worry, just then Sir walked in with a bacon sandwich.

“You look worried kitten, why?” He looked at the clock and grinned, she knew then what had happened and smiled.

“After you are finished eating go and take a bath it’s already been drawn for you.”

“Yes Sir.”

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Chapter 6: Home

PART 2: QUEEN FOR THE NIGHT

She quickly ate the sandwich and trotted off towards the bathroom where she found a bubble bath drawn and a glass of wine. She soaked in the tub and took a short nap. She got out and dried herself off and spent extra time drying her hair. When she entered her room again there was a beautiful red kimono style dress lying on the bed, it had a floral print, high collar and short sleeves. There was a slit up one side. He entered the room dressed in a dress shirt and slacks. He helped into her dress. He took her to get a manicure and pedicure, her hair trimmed and styled, lunch at Tony’s and dinner at their favorite restaurant to top it all off…or so she thought.

After dinner He drove them downtown, she was curious as to where they were going, but she learned with Sir it’s always best to wait and see than to inquire. Her curiosity was quickly satisfied as they pulled up in front of the Hamilton Hotel, the area’s premier luxury hotel. He had booked them a room, what did this mean? Besides no playroom activities. They entered the suite, it was luxurious, almost as spacious as *their* loft, did she just say *their* loft? This thought made her smile, oh and the view of the city, breathtaking, there was a view from every room except the bathroom.

“Did I do a good job selecting a room?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Tonight you are not my kitten, you are my queen. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir.”

He then placed his hands on either side of her face and kissed her with more passion than ever before. He pulled her in close, kissing her neck and nibbling her ear, eliciting light moans.

He whispered in her ear, “I love you.”

Did she just hear Him correctly?

She whispered back, “I love you.”

He led her to the bedroom, no toys of any kind in sight. He unzipped her dress and helped her out of it. He undid her bra and slipped it off of her, He then picked her up and laid her down on the bed kissing her again with that fiery passion. He kissed and nibbled down her neck eliciting more smallish moans. He took her breasts firmly in each hand; He took one n****e in His mouth while pinching the other between His thumb and forefinger.

“Oh. Oh. Yes.”

He switched back and forth between breasts finally kissing a trail down her belly to her wetness. He pressed His nose right up against it surprising her.

“OH!”

He then peeled her panties off revealing her completely.

“My you are so wet my dear.”

“Only for you Sir.”

Without hesitation He dove in no teasing this time but full rhythmic lapping.

“Oh god! Yes! Yes!” She gasped as He inserted two fingers in her and began to rub her g-spot.

She tried to hold back but the urge was too strong, her body began to tremble, her back arched lifting her ass completely off the bed.

“AAAAH! AH! AH! AAAAH!”

Her orgasm ripped through her like a torrent of high voltage electricity. He licked and kissed a trail back up her body as He climbed on top of her. He was sweaty, His hair mussed, the look on his face gentle yet ravenous.

“Tonight my queen you shall receive my gift.”

“Yes Sir, please!”

He slid His c**k deep inside her and started thrusting in powerful rhythmic thrusts. He placed His hand around her neck and squeezed firmly, the pleasure she was feeling at this very moment surpassed any previous encounter before this. From the moment He entered her, His eyes never left hers, those eyes, they pierced through her like a thousand arrows aimed at the very depths of her soul. She wrapped her legs around Him moving her hips to match His thrusts.

Tonight there were no toys, no ropes, just two bodies becoming one; motion, beat, rhythm, soul. Sweaty and messy unlike the very precise and calculate scenes she had experienced with Him since day one.

“Yes! God yes! Sir!”

Their rhythm intensified, His grunts and moans louder, she had never heard Him moan it was music to her ears and intensified her pleasure even more. They stayed in the rhythmic dance of flesh, sweat and desire for what seemed like hours until they could both no longer stand it and they released together as one being. He collapsed on top of her both panting and drenched in sweat. His head laid on her chest as she petted His hair wrapped in a state of profound euphoria. They both fell asleep like this. They awoke in the morning wrapped in each other’s arms.

“Morning kitten, did you sleep well?”

“Yes Sir.”