Playing a cello

I have a request for you: Before you continue reading, play THIS in the background. 

Sir recently added this to our play-playlist and it was playing on that evening...

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We have this mobile massage seat, which on this particular night was settled on the big and comfy armchair in the living room.

Sir have been having some problem with his back, so he was sitting in the armchair with the massage seat on.

Do you know what will make this even better?
He asked me the low bass voice of his...the voice that i fell in love with the first time we ever spoke on the phone. (To this day, just thinking of his voice makes me wet)

What?...
He wasn't feeling well, there for the thought of anything of a asexual nature happening that evening didn't cross my mind.   

...If you'll bring a pillow to kneel in front of me. That way, I could enjoy the massage as you suck my cock.

He was speaking with a wicked smile...which of course made me all excited and i almost sprinted from the sofa.
As I was about to I leave the living room area, I heard:

Oh! And bring the crop with you.

I presented him with the crop and knelled ( wearing a low cut, black dress )

He ordered me to remove my bra without removing the dress... (you all know the trick ladies)

Then, He lowered my cleavage even more than it already was and placed the cloth under my breasts, totally exposing them.

He started by pinching, pulling and squeezing my nipples...all the long having a grin on his face...
or should I say a satisfied smug, watching me moan and squirm and dig my fingernails in to the arm rests of the chair...

Then came a swat...

It fucking it stung SO good!

I was already soaked...

I wanted IT
I needed IT
I NEEDED to feel the pain

Another on the right nipple... He goes again... and again... and again...

Now, he switched to the left one. He repeats this nipple swatting rhythm again and again,

He pulled me snug against him. Pulled up my dress and lowered the tights and panties.

I was still kneeling as He pushed my torso over his right knee. Almost like a cello placed between his legs and the crop as his bow. 

This way he could have a better access to my bare ass and beat  play me with a greater precision...

He went for the same spot over and over again...

As I was screaming, moaning, panting...trying to squirm away from his vicious attack but yet afraid he is going to stop...

He pulled me up...Now i was back kneeling before him. Face to face.

Now you can suck my cock!

I was already so hungry for HIM.

I pushed Him as far as i could down my throat... the taste, the smell...

My head was spinning...

I sucked the best i know how...

He was siting comfortably in the chair...with one hand he was swatting my ass with the bow crop, with the other he was softly petting my hair as my had went up and down his shaft...

I was lost in this pain-pleasure feeling...flying,,,, pushing His hard big cock down my throat...gagging each time as i pushed further and further... (he enjoys watching me gag.. )

My pussy was wet and needy...

Out of nowhere ... 
Stop. 

I reluctantly did ( was i pouting ? maybe... ).

He pushed me back. 

Open your mouth.

Now, hold this.

He has placed the crops between my teeth, stood up and disappeared for a few moments.

When he reappeared in front of me he said: 

Now you can take off my shoes. 

With the crop still firmly settled between my teeth, My breathing rapid from the excitement and need, I removed his shoes.

He took the crop back in his hand.

Go fetch your wand!

Back in kneeling position. With the wand pressed against my oh so wet pussy...i turned in on....

And oh my....................

I dove back between his legs...sucking his delicious cock...the vibe was buzzing burred between my thighs...

I could feel the waves getting closer...

I am trained to ask for permission (when i can...sometimes its just happens...and sometimes i get punished because it "just happened"  )

May i cum Sir?

(You can just go and imagine how it sounded like with a mouth full of cock)

Yes, you may!

And I came so hard....gagging...but i didn't  care anymore...i couldn't remove his cock from my throat...i NEEDED it to be even deeper...i got even more greedy...

And then a second wave hits...
i produced a muffled scream...moaning...dancing with the vibe torture...

I'm cumming....  

I was so ready to drink Him.

He poured himself into my mouth and I drank, and swallowed, and milked him for more until there was no more and He told me to stop.