My emotions are torn between loving the fact that she's going to be performing oral on me and the fact that I so desperately wanted to be the one on my knees right now!

She doesn't bother teasing me, she wants this as much as I do, her tongue starts lashing the top of my throbbing cock.  Soon I'm all wet and slippery and as I can hardly stand I sit back on the bed, open my legs and lean back.  Soon her lips are wrapped around me, she's sucking noisily and slowly sliding her lips all the way up and down my firm shaft.  I can feel her lips every time they slide over the ridge and I find myself involuntarily thrusting up to meet her as I softly purr my approval.

I realise I'm so very close to cumming, so I warn her that if she doesn't stop, I'll be spurting my sissy juice soon.  I expect her to stop, but my warning just spurs her on and she starts moving her head faster, taking more of me in her mouth each stroke and sucking so much harder.  I can't stop myself and I start to thrust in time with her, feeling myself start to tighten and pulse.  Now she lets out a moan and clamps her mouth down hard on me.  I'm sure she can feel me pulsing.  I let out a girliest moan I've ever done and I'm cumming so hard.  I'm throbbing, spurting and shooting my sperm into her mouth over and over again.

I lie back exhausted, spent and content and then I'm aware of her crawling up the bed and straddling me.  I look up and see her up above me her mouth in line with mine, there's an excited glint in her eye and as she moves down to kiss me, her mouth opens slightly and my cum begins to spill from her open mouth into mine.....

Should I continue????

My hand is shaking as I turn the door handle and open it. She's standing there as nervous as me, casting furtive glances up and down the corridor. I beckon her forward and take in the sexy creature in front of me. A black knee length shiny PVC raincoat wraps around her, but I know she's wearing the same underneath as me, we've arranged it, we want it that way, two slutty sissy sisters!

We don't even exchange words, why would we?  We both knew what we wanted and it's clear from the lust in our eyes that we both still want it so much.  I reach forward and slowly begin to undo the belt around her waist as she begins to brush my robe off me.  Soon we're both stood facing each other, panties bulging and breathing heavily.  We take a step towards each other our cheap perfumes almost overpowering our senses.

Our slutty red lips touch first, so soft, so moist and slightly waxy. Moving ever closer our gloved hands slowly slide around each others shoulders as our panties rub together. Both of us moan hard and lock lips. There's no subtlety now, we're mashing our open wet lips into each other our tongues touching and invading each others mouths. We're breathing hard through our noses as we make a mess of each others makeup and grind our throbbing girly cocks against each other.

 to be continued ......

 I can't believe it, tonight I'm finally going to do it. I'm going to be the dirty little slut I was born to be.  I've been chatting with her online for some time now and she's finally broke through my defences and got me to agree to meet up with her.

I checked into the hotel early, got rid of my nasty man hair in the shower and then ran myself a luxurious bubble bath, pouring copious amounts of girly perfume in it. I want to smell my best for her.

After relaxing with a glass of wine during my long soak I manage to drag myself out in order to get ready. After patting myself dry I throw on a long white satin robe. God, it feels so soft, so cool and slippery on my smooth skin!

I sit down in front of the mirror, spray myself again with my cheap perfume. I'm not going for classy, she needs to know what she's getting tonight, a wanton slut! I rub my body all over with some fresh smelling cocoa butter and find myself throbbing against my robe, but I manage to resist the urge to play, I'm saving that for later.

After moisturising and applying a little too much foundation which is shade redder than my natural skin colour, I get to work on my eyes and lips. Again, I'm not going for subtle here the lip gloss is bright and red, the eyeliner thick and black, the eyeshadow blue and a dab of blusher onto my cheeks. I feel myself becoming more and more feminine as I slide my blonde wig over my head. It's time to get dressed!

I squeeze into my black Cami enjoying the way it hugs my body, the sexy straps over my shoulders and ease the slutty PVC gauntlets up my arms. I fix my wide suspender belt around my waist, the six straps dangling and tickling my skin as I mentally prepare for my favorite part..

Taking the brand new pair of of fully fashioned silk stockings out of the packet I push my toe into them and gasp as I roll them up and feel the caress of them on my long legs. God, I could ruin the whole night right now, I want it so bad I'm trembling! Trying to attach the clips with trembling hands isn't easy and I think I've got them fairly equal with the rear ones attached at the point of the seams.

A pair of silky black panties are pulled up over my stockings with the belts underneath as I know they're going to be coming off again. I giggle as I see a little damp stain appearing right where I have a very unladylike bulge in them.

Time for the finishing touches, a sexy gold ankle chain, pearl clip on earrings, a nice tight pearl necklace, some stiletto heels and I glue on some fake red nails. Everything is a clash of classy and trashy, just how I want it!

As I slip the robe on there's a knock at the door, finally it's going to happen.....

Part 2 to follow!

I kneel before her, naked and restrained as she finishes tying her powerful looking boots, those red nails carefully threading the laces through every eyelet and around every stud fastener.

I'm her slave, yet she doesn't want me to do it for her, she wants me to watch, to throb inside my chastity cage, to ache and tremble. She wants to torment me and use my fetishes against me.

The room is so quiet and every sound is magnified, sexy and maddening.  The soft slither of the leather as her perfect nylon covered foot slides into it, the rasp as the laces pull the boot tighter, the occasional beautiful click of her heels on the floor.  But most of all the sound of her nails scraping against the body of her tightly fitted boots.

In the bright, harsh light the red of her nails and heels are so commanding, so erotic to me. I long to clean her heels with my tongue and to feel the nails scraping against my flesh, marking me, making me squirm and moan with both pain and pleasure.

She stands and slowly walks over towards me, those heels making such tortuous noise as they impact the hard floor and echo off the walls, soon my torment will really begin .....

I'm going to see if I can write some short stories in my blog to appeal to my fanbase.

If you see a post that looks like it was written for you, then maybe it was!

Drop me a line with idea, I won't guarantee that I'll write you one, but you never know!

Ms B

PS. Please comment on my posts....

Around about 3 weeks ago, Sid had managed to acquire his very own maid; however, "she" was not your normal run of the mill domestic worker. Oh no, Fifi liked to dress as a maid to fulfill her submissive cravings and the most notable difference was the fact that she had a penis. When working as a maid, she didn’t call it that, tucked away in her silky panties it was her "clitty"

She remembered her first meeting with Master Sid which explained her terrible frustration. You see, he'd informed her that if she was going to serve him, he didn't want her distracted by her clitty rubbing inside those soft panties. Master Sid had explained the only way to combat this was to be put into chastity.

The first two weeks after having the small plastic tube locked around her clitty had been bearable and she had been an attentive and good working girl. By the end of week 3 things were very different. Unable to satisfy her sexual urges, her level of horniness had increased exponentially and now she was hardly able to do anything without thinking of getting her clitty out and gloriously rubbing it until she came.

And that made things worse! Every time she thought about it, she felt a familiar expansion of her organ, the longing, the need until it met with it's cruel prison which stopped the process continuing and left her leaking her precummies but unable to reach full hardness.

Every act seemed to be a cause of extreme mental anguish.  Take dressing for Master Sid today as an example. Having bathed and showered, she had dreaded getting attired properly for work. Normally, wearing all of those soft, feminine, sexy clothes would have been the highlight of any day, but today she knew what the act of putting them on was going to do to her.

As always she started with her black waspie, wrapping it around her waist, doing up the buttons, feeling it beginning to hug her waist the way she loved, cinching her in, providing those lovely curves and the suspender straps tickling her thighs.

This of course started the process, the frustrating need with no sign of release!  Next was the thing she dreaded the most, Master Sid insisted on her wearing the most gorgeous fully fashioned silk stockings. Oh the way they rustled and caressed, the beautifully straight lines up the back of her legs and the pure erotic sensations she’d have to endure as she slid them up. And that was just the start, the whole day they'd be reminding her of how much she loved them as they rubbed together or slipped as she turned or bent over or stretched to reach something. Looking at the clock and knowing Master Sid punished a lack of punctuality; her hands shook as she balled up one of the stockings and started to slide it up her leg.

"Shit that feels nice, the way it flows and strokes my soft skin, it's so good" she thought as her clit crushed itself within the confines of its cage. She wanted to just yank the stocking up and be done with it, but her master was wise to that little trick and had ordered that she always slide them on sensually. She felt it reach her thigh, let out a little whimper and leaked some precum into the tube. Finally clipping it into her suspender strap, she adjusted the back one so that the line of her seam was perfectly straight and the clip joined at the exact point of the seam. At little shudder ran down her spine as she remembered the time when her seam wasn't straight and the clip wasn’t joined in the right place. Master Sid had been most annoyed and gave her a lesson that meant sitting down had been painful for a number of days afterwards!

Next she rolled the other stocking up her leg.  “Why did it have to rustle so?  Why did it have to feel so good?  Why did it look so damn sexy?” she thought as more precum leaked out and started to drip into a little puddle on the floor  Looking down at the pool of glistening liquid, she know what she had to do, her master didn’t like her making a mess, so it had to be cleaned up right away!  The strict instructions were that anything that spilled out of a cock or clitty had to be licked up immediately. She dropped to her knees, the stockings shifted, the waspie hugged her tight and she could feel the suspender straps digging into her bare flesh.  A soft moan, a flutter of her eyelids and then her clitty expanding against that damn cage again bring her back to the task at hand.

Lowering her head seeing the pool of liquid shining in front of her, she opened her mouth and began to lick the warm salty fluid from the hard floor, lapping away at it, enjoying the saline taste.  In no time at all the floor was nice and clean and the job of preparing herself needed to be continued.  Next for the footwear, a pair of lovely black patent stiletto pumps.  They were so pleasing to the eye, so nice to slip on and oh so nice to feel her bum and legs being accentuated by those lovely sexy heels she thought as she caught another drip of precum on her finger and slowly sucked it clean.

Now it was time for her to plug her ass pussy, Master Sid always demanded that she presented herself with her special plug in place.  For the most part, the plug was pretty much the same as any other.  It was made of rubber with a dull pointed top, a widening shaft with a quickly tapered end and a bar to ensure that it would slip into place but not slip inside.  The difference was that this one had a special screw attachment built into it where items could be fixed.  So far, she’d been given a tail, had thigh restraints fitted and most recently a feather duster attachment.  That had been a tough day, having to squat in order to clean the furniture, swinging her buttocks back and forth, feeling the plug moving around inside her, massaging her ”g-spot” gland.  Yes, she had to lick up a lot of her own precum that day.

Of course, Master Sid didn’t want it to be a simple task of covering the plug with lube and slowly pushing it into her tight hole.  Oh no, he had a much better way for her to plug herself.  Fifi looked over to the plug on its special stand the other side of the room, screwed into a short pole which kept the plug 2 feet above the level of the floor.  She walked over, her heels clicking on the solid flow, the stockings gently rubbing and swishing as she approached the displayed toy.  Preparing the plug for insertion meant grabbing the tube of lubricant next to the plug, squeezing out a generous amount of the jelly and working it all over the toy.  When it was good and slippery she turned around and started to lower her pussy towards the point.  It was her job to squat down and keep going until she was fully impaled. Only then was she allowed to release it from the display pole.  Soon the tip pushed against her tight hole rubbing against her entrance.  With her legs muscles starting to ache, she shifted her weight around so that it was nicely lined up and ready for insertion.  Of course the rubbing of the end over her entrance meant she had to catch more liquid in her hand.

She let gravity do its work, stretching her hole, feeling her ass expand to take the girth, getting so full, so very full until she had to take a rest and prepare herself for the final, thickest part to slip in.  She took a few deep breaths, and pushed her weight downward causing the plug to open her up that last little bit and it rushed past her muscle, which closed immediately around it, locking it inside her ass and causing her to arch her neck back and moan out loud.  Managing to get control of herself and after wiping the juice of her smooth thigh, she unscrewed the plug.  Now she had to contend with the plug stimulating her special spot, the heels echo so loudly and the stockings driving her to extreme distraction.

Next were her soft satin panties, master had left out a pair of black laced edge in order to cover up her naughty bits, pulling them up around her mid-section she felt a little upset that she wouldn’t feel them rubbing against her clit, but at least they’d catch all the nasty mess she was making.  When they got there, she realized that they weren’t quite big enough to cover the plug and the chastity device and she knew this would mean constantly adjusting them, had Master realized this?  He didn’t normally tolerate fidgeting; surely he would have understood what would happen?

Next job was the makeup, she sauntered over to the dressing table and sat down quickly to get on with it which caused the plug to be pushed hard against her hole making her gasp from the sudden extra intrusion.  First was a nice heavy coat of foundation, followed by a few brushes of blusher to give her cheeks a nice glow.  Following after that was a thick ring of eyeliner to enhance them, mascara on her eyelashes and blended blue eye shadow.  She proceeded to glue her long false eyelashes, batting them at her reflection in the mirror.  Now the French false nails were added and painted a scarlet red.  Master insisted on immaculately presented nails.  The last stage of the makeup was her lipstick.  In the past, she relished applying the diamond shine slutty red colour as she always imagined it being a dick rubbing across her slutty lips as she applied it, but now as she rubbed it sensually over her lips completing the slutty look it just made her remember just how horny she was feeling. There were two more things to do before slipping on the maids’ outfit; to fit her long straight black wig and to put on her short fingerless white lace edge fishnet gloves.

At last she had reached the end of this ordeal, slipping the black satin outfit over her shoulders.  Admiring her reflection in the full-length mirror, the shiny black uniform fitting so well into her curves, a white mini apron and white petti-slips completed the look.  She definitely didn’t look like a normal domestic maid, those petti-slips were far too bouncy, the dress was far too shiny and figure fitting, the heels were way too high, the dress length barely covered her stocking tops and was sure to expose them as she moved and the makeup made her look like a total slut!  She knew Master Sid would definitely approve!

By time she had polished, scrubbed, dusted and cleaned every surface she could find and prepared a hearty meal for him, she was in quite a state of arousal; her clitty ached from pushing up against the cage and her panties were soaking wet with her own juices.  She so wanted to change them, to hide her shame but Master Sid had chosen them himself, if she didn’t report to him wearing them she was sure there would be trouble in store for her.

Taking glance at the clock reminded her that it was nearly the time her master would be home from his job on the building site.  He was sure to have worked up quite a thirst and she knew very well she was expected to wait at the door and serve him a cold beer.  Also, he would be sure to inspect her, she loved the inspections, her master taking his time to look her over, and it got her so hot!  After taking the time to ensure that she was presented properly, she grabbed a cold one from the fridge, put it on her silver serving tray and waited patiently just behind the door.

Sure enough, right on time she heard the purring engine of his car rolling onto the driveway, the door shut and his footsteps echoing across the gravel pathway.  Waiting for him to turn his key in the door, her heart started to beat faster, a nervous lump formed in her throat and she started to perspire.  The doorbell rang, she took a deep breath and opened the door for him knowing anyone outside could see her.  He knew her so well, her need for excitement and the possibility of humiliation. It was a heady mix.  Fifi stepped forward opened the door and curtseyed, “Hello Master Sid, welcome home, I hope you’ve had a good day” and offered him the tray.

“Why thank you my sweet maid, how thoughtful of you”, he passed by her and sat down gracefully on his favourite armchair.   “Well, let’s have a look at you, time for inspection.”  Mincing over in her high heels, she arranged herself upright in front of him, spine straight, legs together and hands clasped at waist height.  Soon the order came for her to turn around so he could check her seams.  He ran his hands up her calves and stopped at the knees, pulling them apart. “Bend” a one word command, but as with all commands, expected to be obeyed immediately.  Bending at the waist, her skirts rode up and exposed her ass, the suspender belt and her dripping wet panties.  He pulled them down a little, grabbed the plug and wiggled it around ensuring that it was fitted properly.

“Your panties are wet”, he stated, “You must have really enjoyed your work today.  I do hope you haven’t left any messes, you know I’d have to punish tardiness”.  Having a look around, he found everything to his satisfaction and praised her, “Well, I must say, you’ve outdone yourself with tidying, presentation and my food today, well done Fifi!”

This caused her to smile brightly, blush a little and reply, “thank you Master Sid sir”.

However, as he stood up, a glint of light caught his eye from the end of the coffee table, a small bead of clear liquid, he walked over to it, wiped it onto his finger and offered it to his maid, “Take a taste of this and tell me what it is please!”

She open her bright red lips slightly, took his finger into her mouth, and gently sucked the liquid onto her tongue.  “Sorry sir, it’s my precum sir” she said as she lowered her eyes in shame.

“Oh, Fifi, what a terrible shame to let yourself down like that, I’m so pleased with everything you’ve done, but you know this slip means I have to punish you don’t you?” he asked.

“Yes sir, sissy maids need to be punished to ensure that everything is done properly sir.”  She stated.

“Very good, you learn well my pet, now drape yourself over my knees and I’ll correct you.”  He ordered.

She lay over his lap, placed her hands flat on the floor in front of her, arched her back and stretched her legs out straight behind her, placing her weight on the tips of her toes.  This had the effect of raising her ass well into the air, perfectly presenting it to her master.

He rolled up her skirts, leaving them bunched on her back, and slid the back of her panties down slowly.  Suddenly she felt so exposed, so vulnerable and she knew he enjoyed that.  His big hand started to caress her cheeks, prolonging the wait, “I’m doing this for your own good you know, how about 5 nice and firm slaps?”

It wasn’t a question, “Yes Master Sid, please give me 5 slaps to help me learn”.

She braced as his hand rose in the air, the familiar whoosh as it came hurtling down and then a loud slap, followed by a dull hard throbbing in her left cheek where the blow had landed.  She gritted her teeth, held back her need to call out and gave the required response, “One Sir, thank you Sir, may I have another please?”

She felt his hand on the other cheek, could almost sense the smile on his lips as he softly caressed it, letting her know where the next blow would come.  And come it did, just as the first one, causing her to jump a little, “Two Sir, thank you Sir, may I have another please?”

This time his hand felt both cheeks at the same time, she knew this meant a blow down the middle, a little relief inside her head; these weren’t as bad as the ones directly on a single cheek.  “Three Sir, thank you Sir, may I have another please?”

He was teasing her; his hand wasn’t on either cheek so she didn’t know where the next one was going to land.  Her worry was disturbed by a warming slap across the left cheek, making it glow even more, “Four, Sir, thank you Sir, may” a light stutter, “may I have another please?”

She knew exactly where the next blow was going to come, on her other cheek to even things out.  She tensed her body to lessen the blow slightly   He liked to tease her on the last one, the hand was up, the clock was ticking in the room so loudly and everything seemed to move so slowly.  Her cheeks started to quiver as she tried to hold them for the least discomfort.  Just as she gave up on holding herself tight, the last one hit, impacting on her right cheek, sending a small shock through her body.  She stifled a little grunt and asked, “Five, Sir, thank you Sir, May I have another please?”

“No, I think that five is more than enough for this small transgression, now you may dish up my meal.”

As she wiggled her way over, she could feel the panties rubbing against her glowing cheeks and realized that they had been made even wetter during her correction.

After they had finished the dinner (he had invited her to sit with him and they talked about their days), he moved over to the sofa and relaxed after his hard day at work.  "Fifi dear, my feet are aching, would you be as kind as to give them a rub for me?”

She loved to take care of her master, so scooted down onto her knees, unlaced his shoes, pulled off his socks and got to work, rubbing, kneading and massaging his feet until he had reached a state of complete relaxation.   Crouching down she gave each of his feet a small kiss.  He looked down at her and smiled, "I'm going to relax a bit more here, why don't you finish your cleaning up dear?"

Realising again how horny she was and how she wanted some sex, any sex, she put a little plan into operation.  With every object she cleaned or dusted, Fifi did her best to bend at the waist, let her skirts roll up and expose her stocking tops and seams to him.  She made sure she bent over a lot, facing away from him, knowing he'd have a great view of her exposed thighs and sexy nylon.  Every now and then, she'd sneak a glance at him and knew he was watching intently.  Her final gambit was to clean underneath the table in front of him.  Crawling onto all fours, heels stretched out behind her, keeping her butt up high and head low, rear exposed , she reach and cleaned thoroughly under the table.  A little cough from behind her, "oh Fifi, you little tease, look what you've gone and done!”

Turning around, looking at her master, he had a very noticeable bulge in his trousers, her eyes locked on it and she licked her lips, "Would you like me to take care of that Sir?"

"Well Fifi, do a good job and I might even think about opening your cage for you!",  he said as he placed his arms behind his head and leant back.

She crawled over to him, feeling her cage get tight again and her juices once again running into her panties, she slowly moved up his legs, her hands sliding toward his zipper, "Does Sir have anything he wants cleaned the old-fashioned way?"  Locking eyes with him, "You know a good spit shine" and closed her thumb and finger on his zipper.  Slowly she dragged it down until his erection was now bulging through the gap created, pushing against his underwear.  "Oh Sir, that is going to need quite some work isn't it?" she exclaimed as she popped open the button on his trousers and pulled them down a little.  His outline was clearly visible now, making his underwear very tight.  She kissed the tip, heard him sigh softly, and felt him twitch smiling at the lipstick trace she left.

Continuing down his shaft towards his balls, she continued to rain soft kisses on his throbbing cock enjoying his responses.  Her hand slid onto his outline and gently squeezed, working it's way back up, her mouth following after it.  Hooking her fingers into his waistband, she pulled it down a bit exposing his swollen purple cock head.  Gently, Fifi allowed the waistband to push down against his shaft trapping his cock against him with his knob lewdly poking out.  Placing her hands either side of it, she lowered her head and tickled between his veins with her tongue and ran it all around the outside of his ridge causing him to gasp.  Following this by pushing her wet flat tongue hard against his underside and licking furiously, soon precum was oozing from his tip and like the good maid she knew she was, slurped it all up nosily.

Master Sid told her, "You know what I want Fifi, you little tease!" although he was clearly enjoying this treatment.

She pulled his underwear all the way down and his hard cock sprang out and bobbled for a second or two.  She wrapped a soft hand around the base and held it up nice and high so she could get at it.  She loved working a cock, she was good at it and her panties were soaking wet from her excitement.  Now for her favourite part, she placed her lips on the tip and slowly engulfed it into her warm mouth sliding down to just past the thick spongy ridge.  She slid her lips back up, feeling them rub over the ridge then when clear, back down again, moving very little, but increasing the speed.  Throwing in a few moans for good measure, she could feel him throb and pulse and get even harder in her mouth.  After what probably seemed like an age for him, she quickly lunged down his shaft, sucking hard and taking in as much as she could.  Listening, she heard the sound she wanted, a great big groan and a loud sigh.

Slowly she dragged her lips back up his length and sucked some more, knowing that it would look like they didn’t want to give him up.  Sliding back towards his swollen cock head, she fixed her eyes on his and rubbed her lips over his ridge again, flattening her tongue on the back of it.  Fifi pulled it towards her with her hand, keeping eye contact and started to slide her lips back and forth again, letting him know she was going to do it to him again.  Every movement from her mouth made him gasp and moan softly, she could here him whispering “yes” under his breath.  Instead of diving down fast, she slid her lips slowly down him, engulfing him at a much slower pace, feeling him buck and jerk as she headed downward.   Having made it most of the way down his cock and reaching her gag point, she slathered her way back up, mixing in some unexpected down thrusts to excite him even more.

Suddenly she felt the hands on her head gripping it hard and yanking her off the cock she was working.  As her lips slipped off of it, she was still sucking making a loud slurping pop noise as it cleared her lips and air rushed back into her lungs making her gasp.  She looked Master Sid in the eye, clearly upset that she wasn’t able to finish the job.  Master Sid looked down at her, a very pleased expression on his face, “I think you’ve earned the right to spill your cummies, let’s get that cage off you.”

Fifi stood up quickly, upright, hands behind, holding up her skirts up waiting for her release.  Master Sid leant forward, took the key and placed it in the lock, as he turned the key he told her, “That was a delightful blowjob Fifi, you’ve earned this”.  The key clicked, the lock sprang open and her clitty began to grow immediately. “Oh look girl, you really need this don’t you?”

She nodded, feeling her desire grow, her clitty swell and the joy of finally being able to get some release.  “Yes Master I would love to make a mess of myself for you.”  She couldn’t believe it, after three weeks she was finally going to get to cum!

Her joy was a little short lived when Master Sid announced, “good girl, you can cum if you want to, but you must not touch your clitty, but I’ll make it fair for you, ride my cock to orgasm and I won’t put you back in it.”

It wasn't the case that she didn't like anal sex, on the contrary she actually loved the feel of a hard cock opening her up and plumbing her depths.  She was just hoping to cum a bit quicker than that, she was so desperate!  Master Sid placed both of his hands on the arm of his chair, leaning back to proudly display his thick throbbing cock glistening with Fifi's saliva and his face beamed with a smug smile.  He knew she was going to impale herself on him and do everything to make herself cum.  he looked down at his swollen glans and saw a drop of precum form and trickle down his shaft.

Fifi stood up, turned aroun and made sure her panties were kicked off.  "Would you like to remove the plug sir?" she enquired.

"I think I'll allow you to do it Fi, bend over forward so I get a good view of it being pulled out." he ordered.

Standing legs shoulder width apart, raised up on her lovely heels, she bent forward as far as she could manage.  She imagined Master's view right now, the seams running perfectly up her smooth legs, meeting the suspender clips, framing her smooth ass now that the skirts were raised up over her back.  At the center of his view would be the plug lodged in her passage.  The image in her mind made her now released cock throb so much and she longed to reach around and jerk until it spilled all over the floor, but she knew that would end in being caged up for longer and she really didn't want to go back there.  

Her hand crept slowly backward and found the bar that held the plug in place and started to pull it out.  She felt the bulb of it start to stretch her muscle that had become accustomed to being wrapped around the thinnest part and grittied her teeth gasping at the way it felt so much bigger coming out.  Continuing to pull on it, her membrane stretched even wider causing her to gasp some more and start to take short rapid breaths.  Once again she thought of Master's view, how her hole would be stretched so wide and the thin layer of skin around it would seem to be tugging on it not wanting to give it up.  As she approached the widest part, she let out a guttural moan and kept going, wrinkles forming on her head and a cold sweat on her face.  Finally it slipped past the grip and rather obscenely slid out of her hole causing Fifi to moan loudly once again and gasp with relief leaving her holding the plug glistening with the lube.  She felt the cold air circling around her hole which she knew wouldn't be fully closed and realised just how empty she felt now it was gone.

Master Sid noticed this and told her, "Fifi, what a glorious naughty gaping hole you have there, don't waste time dear, I want it wrapped around my cock"

She really didn’t need to be asked, her ass was already sliding back towards her Master's throbbing hard cock, she could feel her entrance pouting and pulsing.  She felt his engorged knob press against her soft cheeks and changed her movement to guide it towards her willing ass, she so wanted it inside her right now.  The dome rubbed against her entrance making her issue a soft moan, she felt it slip into place, the tip in the perfect position to enter causing her to gasp and a clear drop of liquid to ooze from her throbbing cock and slide down the shaft.  She lowered her weight onto it and felt the congress of her stretched walls and his knob as it slowly pushed in, felt his hands hold her waist as she slid further and further down it.  Those soft walls were now hugging his shaft nicely giving her a lovely full feeling, but she wanted more, she needed to feel his balls squashing against her ass.  His cock was way past where the plugged had reached so now it was opening her up as she forced her self down on it, moaning and gasping with her eyes closed and head back.

Finally he slipped in that last little bit, his balls mashing against her ass.  Her nylons rubbing against his legs, supporting her weight on the sexy shoes, she began to grind against him in a circular motion, pleased when she heard him gasp.  "God, I could cum right now!" she thought, but she was enjoying it so much.  He was positively throbbing inside her; she could feel his shaft rubbing against her special place inside.  Her moans were getting louder and louder now as her insides were being rubbed by the big cock.

She just didn't care if she came or not now, it was all about the cock filling her hole, making her throb, stretching her walls.  Leaning forward, placing the weight on her feet, her ass lifting away from the cock lodged deep in her, she could feel every inch of it rubbing as she raised up.  Master Sid would be able to see her tight ass, framed by the suspenders pulling away from the cock, her membrane sucking at it like she wanted it back.  She heard him gasp and moan confirming it.  Soon she could feel only the head nuzzled inside her ass and teetered for a second, wanting to tease Master and herself, then rammed her ass down impaling herself on it deep into her bowels.  Throwing back her head, she let out a guttural scream as she felt his balls squashing against her. Pulling forward once again until only his knob was in her, she stopped and she knew what she wanted, "please Master Sid, spank my ass!" she begged.

Now she picked up the pace, thrusting up and down, really fucking herself hard with his cock sliding all the way down and back up again, time after time after time.  Master heard her pleas and began to rain down a series of slaps on those lovely cheeks making her gasp, moan and piston up and down even more.  Soon her cheeks felt like they were on fire, red hand marks clearly visible on them and it began to happen.

She felt her balls tighten, her clitty throbbing and the pulsing start deep at the base of her pelvis, she so wanted to reach around and jerk it, but knew that wasn't allowed.  Groaning in frustration she thrust her self back down once more, let out another a series of deep panting breaths, lent back against her master and started to spurt her cum over the floor.  Great roping arcs flew from it, having been building up for so long and as she pumped it, her ass muscles were milking Master's cock bringing him over the edge.  As she started to bask in the joy of cumming after so long, she heard him grunt, pulse and start to pulse deep inside her filling her ass with his cum.  She rested for a while luxuriating in the afterglow, feeling the cum start to seep from her ass. 

 The maid training took over and she managed to raise herself off of it, grab the plug and slowly work it into her well fucked hole to ensure no cum dripped out.  She turned around, knelt in front of Master, who was clearly still recovering and enveloped all of his softening cock in her mouth and slowly sucked the cum from his shaft as she slid her lips back up it.  As he was still a little dazed, she turned and searched the area in front of them on her hands and knees, mopping up any of her cum she could find.

Master Sid finally recovered as she returned to her kneeling position in front of him.  "Well done Fifi, that was incredible," he said as he leant forward and kiss her on the forehead, "you've really earned staying released from your cage."

Initially, she was filled with the joy of earning his praise, but there was a deeper need burrowing away in her mind.  She looked up with him eyes pleading and asked, "May I make a request please sir?"

"Of course you may, darling Fi, after all you've done for me this evening, what can I do for you?" he asked.

She hung her head in shame, but knowing deep down that this was what she wanted, she picked up the cage, handed it to her master and asked, "Can I be locked up for longer please?"