It’s been six months since Ella has become my temp sub, andshe’s learning quickly. I've been training her in a lot of the areas she didn't know about. She follows orders to the T and doesn't get to cheeky. Of course she is by no means perfect, but she’s learning.
We started off seeing each other a few times a month, now it’s as often as we can. She doesn't know it yet, but this weekend I’m going to ask her to be my live in weekend pet. This means she’ll come stay with me all weekend long. We hardly get the chance to see each other during the week because we both work a lot. It’s her birthday this weekend, and this is going to be my gift to her.
I need to send her an e-mail informing her of what I want.
My Pretty Girl Pet,
I hope your week went by quickly and you didn't have a lot of stress. I’m sorry we didn't have a chance to spend any time talking, I've been busy. I’ll make it up to you this weekend. I want you to arrive at my house at 7:30, don’t be late. You know what will happen if you are.
Missing you…
It’s Friday morning so I have all day to hear back from her. Though we text and chat as often as we can, I miss having a live in pet. I think this is the right step for us. Her birthday is Saturday. I am planning a small get together with a few of the friends we have met from the BDSM site we met on. We don’t go on as much we use too but we keep in touch. I've been planning this party for a month. I have about a dozen people coming.
The day passes quickly and no word from my pet. This means she is able to come, and can be on time. This pleases me. I rush off to the toy shop; I got a call from them saying my order was in. I ordered a few new toys for pet’s birthday. I swing by, pick those up, and head home. I have 45 minutes before Ella gets here. I shower and dress, knowing I’m taking her to a dinner.
Sure enough she arrives at 7:25, always five minutes early. I meet her out doors and embrace her in a tight hug. I kiss her softly, her eager hands on my hips, kissing me back. I love the way she tastes on my lips. She has such soft tender lips.
“You’re on time. You’re such a good girl. You ready for dinner?”
“I aim to please, Miss. I am. I’m so hungry!”
She is dressed in a short skirt, with leggings that go right down to her ankles. She matches with fur boots and a jacket. The colder weather is keeping my sweet pet covered far too much. I’m in a skirt, which is a little longer then pet’s, but showing more cleavage then I should. We both climb into my car and head off to the restaurant.
We seem to be gone for hours; by the time we get home we’re tired. I take Ella by the hand and bring her into the house. I strip her right at the front door, needing, and wanting to see her naked for me. (She still blushes easily.) She stands there, naked and so ready for me. I can’t help but kiss along her neck for a long moment, biting gently. I did get her a temp collar, she wears proudly. It’s a classy pink diamond collar she can wear always. I have her strip me now, as she takes her time, heightening her need for me.
Once we’re naked we move to the bedroom. I have her kneel for me; she looks down at her hands folded on her lap. I set up what I want, knowing that I have a few new toys. I take one of them out to use with her. I walk back over to her and tell her to open her mouth. She complies easily. A few months ago, my sweet girl got her tongue pierced. She didn't ask permission, which made me angry and she got punished for. I have since forgiven her and now use it to our full advantage.
“It’s been long enough for you to now take out and exchange tongue rings. I bought you a present; I hope you use it well.”
Her mouth open for me, unable to speak, she just nods with a smile. I replace her tongue ring, with a vibrating one. I smile down at her, as I run my fingers over her jaw line. She is kneeling perfectly to my pussy; I step forward and run my fingers up into her hair. I push her forward, and her nose makes contact with my freshly waxed mound. Her lips kiss lightly along my mound, she can feel how wet I am already. I've been waiting her all day long. I moan out in approval waiting for more. She works her tongue up between my slit, running it gently along it so slow. She’s teasing me, and increasing the anticipation of her tongue working its magic. I tighten my grip in her hair, she leans forward and her tongue finds my clit. She licks quickly; it reminds me of a baby kitten hungry for milk. She laps at it quick, with such strong strokes, I moan out. The coldness of the tongue ring teases the tip of my clit as she strokes it. Her hands glide up my legs, pulling me closer, her face pushing deeper between my thighs.
What she doesn't know is I have the control of the tongue ring. A small remote that I can use as I wish and I plan to do just that. Her tongue is working my clit, her fingers digging into the flesh of my ass, my fingers tight in her hair. I begin to moan, urging her on. Once she is really into it, I flick on the vibrations, which causes me to groan out, but catch her by surprise too. She lets out a soft moan, increasing the pleasure of the vibrations. She wiggles her face down further, until she probes my tight hole, she works it gently. She slides it in like a cock would, and working it into me. I love this angle and it works great. I grind myself into her face as she pushes on, fucking me with her tongue. The buzzing of the vibrations is extreme and is teasing me, but I am not ready. I want to hold out, prolonging my orgasm.
I step back, she looks up confused. I smile down at her, running a single finger down her face. I turn away, bending at the waist, and wiggle my ass for her. I can hear her inhale and moan out. She knows what I want and she comes willingly. She crawls over on her knees the few steps, and rubs my ass gently, she kisses my ass lightly. I love her touch on me, she works her kisses inwards. I can feel the run of her tongue over my crack, until it meets my puckered asshole. I shiver, wanting it very much so. She begins to probe it, teasing me a little. She works in slow, just like I taught her. I can feel the vibrations, which make the excitement grow. The warmth of her tongue pushing in is heaven. Each inch pushing into me, I gasp wanting more. Her hands wrapped around my legs, for embrace but also to push in further. She starts to tongue fuck my ass, and she gives it to me so good. I feel her work her tongue deep, the vibrations inside me, I rub my clit fast and hard. I feel it, it's no longer deniable. I cry out and stumble over lustful groans as I orgasm. I feel a rocket of pleasure shoot through me, I feel her tongue me deeper. It feels as though I’m truly being fucked until I can’t take it no more.
My orgasm slows and I stand up straight, turning to her. I smile, helping her up from her knees. I flick the toy off, and kiss her softly. Our tongues are fighting for more attention, my hands running over her slender body. I pull her up, she wraps her legs around me, and I make my way to the bed. I kneel between her legs now, and begin to slowly insert my middle finger inside her. I slowly begin to fuck her, feeling how wet she has gotten. My thumb caressing her clit, working her to the same point she got me. I hit her g-spot and begin to lift her up with my finger inside her; still my thumb is rubbing her clit. Her hips are rising off the bed, her moans loud in the room. She quickly gets to the point of needing to orgasm for me. She’s such a good girl, I edge her on. I pinch and twist a nipple as I finger her, increasing the pleasure. She looks to be in a state of bliss. I purr out, asking if she wants to be my good girl. She nods fast, begging for it. I agree, allowing her to orgasm for me. She does, and hard! She soaks my hand; I don’t give in until I know she is finished.
We climb into bed, and fall asleep in each other’s arms for the night. The sleep is deep, and long, much needed. We wake up late, not having anything to do until the afternoon. I let Ella know one of her friends is taking her to lunch.
“One of your friends asked to take you to lunch, I agreed. I have a few things to do this afternoon.”
“Oh, okay Miss. I’d love to see a friend. Who’s it?”
“It’s Kelly, from the site.”
“I haven’t seen her in ages!”
“I think that’s why she wants to see you, silly girl.”
“That’s great, I’ll miss you though.”
“I’ll miss you too, but we’ll make due.”
I was actually the one who asked Kelly to take Ella out.