Something cold and wet hit my nipple. Ice! He trailed it over the hard nub. It became painfully erect. He did the same to the other nipple, all the while, I’m squirming. The cold water running down the sides of my chest.
I felt the piece of ice on my heated pussy. He cupped it with the palm of his hand. It was excruciatingly cold, painful. As it melted the cold water ran down the crack of my ass. He pushed the now smaller piece of ice inside me and closely followed it with the vibrator. He switched it off and moved it around himself. So slow. It felt amazing. It almost made up for the ice on my clit.
Again a piece of ice was cupped against me. I involuntarily jerked my hips to the side, trying to escape.
“Please stop. It hurts so bad.”
“Be quiet, slut.”
This piece was pushed inside my pussy to replace the first. And another was cupped against me.
“I can’t take it. Please don’t.” But still, no safe word. I knew the ice torture would end soon and it was not worth stopping this adventure for even this awful discomfort. I repeated in my head….. This too shall pass.
And then he placed the ice in my mouth. It was magical. My mouth was so dry. I wanted to thank him but running my heated tongue along the cool, smooth surface was all I could do. When the piece melted to nothing, I told him…
“Thank you. I was so thirsty.” I was rewarded with another piece.
Walter spread my legs and removed the vibrator. He worked his fingers inside of me and I stretched like a cat, reveling in the feel of his hand on my pussy. Then there was something pushing on my ass. My pussy runneth over, leaving plenty of lube for whatever it was that wanted entrance to my tight anus. It was slimmer than the vibrators and cool. Not Walter’s finger. But a perfect size. Filling me, stretching gently. As Walter worked it in and out, I moaned loudly.
“You like that don’t you, bitch?”
“Yes. Let me cum for you. I want to cum for my Master. ”
“When I’m ready for you to cum, you’ll cum. Now shut up.”
He abruptly stopped everything. Did I anger him by asking to cum? Damn, Damn, Damn.
I felt him working with the cuffs and then I was free again. I heard rustling and wondered if he was undressing. He leaned over and removed the scarf from my eyes. I blinked several times, moistening my eyes and adjusted myself to the light in the room. Walter was naked, sitting on the bed.
“Come here, Lisa. On your knees.”
I crawled to him and kneeled in between his legs. His erection at eye level.
“You owe me for your bathroom break, you know.”
Being on my knees in front of him, reminded me of the context of our sexual role playing. His words further reminded me that whatever I was allowed to do was completely his judgment. This was my Master. He owned my body and I owed him for more than just using the toilet. I leaned forward holding his large dick in my hands. I lowered my mouth onto the head of his dick, my tongue adding saliva to the precum I’d found. I tightened my lips and moved toward my hand at the base of his dick. I added more pressure with my lips as my mouth descended on the dark shaft. I began to raise my head, now sucking gently. My other hand cupping his balls, kneading and rolling them softly.